Salvatore
pairing: javier peña x afab!fem!reader
summary: a secretary with an attitude problem, a DEA agent with an insolence problem. years ago, youâd stopped hoping for his character to improve, but heâs still gunning to set you straight. itâs the worst day of your life, and javier peña aims to take advantage of that.
warnings: rough sex/smut (fingering, fem penetration, oral [m receiving]) so 18+ only content, fem afab reader, mentions of reader having long hair, bratty!reader, brat-tamer!javi, alcohol consumption, smoking, pet names, (so much smoking, Iâm sorry but itâs narcos), dubcon (slight intoxication, coercion if you really, really squint)
beta reader: @millllenniawrites thatâs BABIE
word count: 10.3k (imsosorry)
no use of y/n in this fic
hey yâall ! i said i had a longer javi fic in store and i was not kidding lmfao !!! slight warning, the reader is a bit of an asshole so teaaaaa. anyhow, donât forget to join the taglist if youâre nasty, and feedback & comments are always welcome mwah mwah -em<3
ps: to my non-canadian readers, a dart is a cigarette lmao
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Nothing ever went to plan with Peña around.
It was a curse. A nightmare. You were so careful with your agenda, making sure meetings with the ambassador happened on time, every time, and uninterrupted. When that didnât happen? It was your ass on the line. And when that didnât happen? It was always because of agent Peña.
âI canât let you in, right now,â you hiss, tired of repeating yourself. âShe specifically told me not to let people in. Not to let you in,â you add, pointing a finger at his chest.
âAw, câmon,â Peñaâs murmured supplication rolls off his tongue, âItâs real important.â
You huff indignantly. Keeping your voice low, you retort, âEvery time itâs life or death, Peñaââ
âWhy donât you ever call me Javier, sweetheart?â A playful twinkle dances in his twilit eyes. âYouâve known me longer than any of the other girls Iâm on a first name basis with, here.â
It was true. Youâd been working at the embassy for ages, now, babysitting big-headed politicians or power-drunk DEA agents and soldiers. Peña was the worst of them all, solely in virtue of the fact that he knew he could get away with everything. Men loved him because he was tough, charismatic, and capable; women loved him because he was tough, charismatic, capable, and looked like a vintage pornstar. It only took you a month at the job to grow violently sick of hearing his name cherished on the lips of your female coworkers, forced to listen to the gorey details of nearly every. single. office. conquest.
But that wasnât even the worst of it.
The worst mightâve been when his âinformantsâ called, their mewling voices asking to leave a message for âJavi.â Or, it mightâve been the culminating effect of his reaping the rewards, time after time, for his insolence, gaining respect, praise, pussyâand all because he never fucking listened.
Years came and went, and somewhere down the line youâd accepted that Javier Peña was simply destined to be a lifelong affliction.
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