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incubum · 2 years

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"football game"

dom bruno, bratty reader, afab reader with gender neutral or no pronouns

summary: on a rainy day bruno and the reader are stuck inside, watching a football game put on by his rats. bruno falls asleep, and reader gets caught feeling him up.

ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/36229627

notes: rly sorry for the wait! and sorry it's so short. i haven't had much time to write lately.

it was wet outside. a thundery, rainy day; pepa hadn't even been in a bad mood (that you knew of). maybe it was just time for rain in the encanto, or maybe pepa was just masking her emotions that well.

either way, it had been raining, non-stop, all day. which meant that most of la familia madrigal had been inside for most of the day. you all gathered together for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, but once the meals were all eaten and the dishes were all washed everyone separated again, going to their rooms to read, or to draw, or to...watch television shows acted out by trained rats.

that's what you and bruno were doing. you were both laid up on the bed watching a "football game", which was really just a small stage set up to look like a soccer field with a few rats running around aimlessly on it. bruno seemed super into it, so you just let it happen. you figured that, after all that time, he had gotten use to imagining things to be better than they were. it was like a coping mechanism for him.

apparently, though, the rainy day was taking a toll on him, because after about 20 minutes of watching the football game of the century, he was out. out cold.

but you were bored. so bored, in fact, that you found yourself laying next to him, wrapping your arms around his thin frame and running your hands along his body. at first it was just out of admiration; taking in every aspect of him that you never really got the chance to indulge in before.

the way his chest moved up and down softly as he breathed, the way his hands (which were always moving in his waking hours) would curl up in the bedsheets as he slept, his peaceful and serene face which you almost never got to see when he was awake...the way the fabric of his shirt would fall over his hipbones...

it didn't take long for your mind to start wandering, and it didn't take long after that for you to find your hand on his crotch, and you began gently pressing your palm against the soft bulge in his trousers. he wasn't hard, he was just sleeping peacefully, but after a few seconds of pawing at him you heard a soft groan as bruno turned to face you, eyes fluttering open.

"what are you up to?" he asked with a yawn, before his eyes wandered down to your hand. he reached out to grap your wrist before you could move it away yourself. you felt your heart race at what you'd been caught doing. was he going to be mad? he would probably break up with you; that's borderline sexual assault.

"were you seriously feeling me up in my sleep?"

bruno looked down at you with glaring eyes, and all you could do was open and close your mouth while trying to find the words to say. however, he never moved your hand, and in your panic you could feel his bulge growing beneath his pants. a mischievous smile made its way onto your face.

"oh? you like that?" you snickered out, a sudden surge of confidence running through you. you squeezed the growing tent in his pants, shit-eating-grin on your face. you saw his eyes shut softly for a moment before he tightened his grip on your wrist, letting out a low growl. something that you'd never heard from him before. before you could even process the situation, your arms were pinned firmly above your head, and bruno was hovering over you, centimeters away from your face.

you fought a bit, trying to break your wrists free of his one-handed grip on them. "hey! don't get mad at me because you got horny just from me touching you!" you said through a frown, pressing your knee against his mound as he straddled you to hold you down. you were content with teasing him; content with joking around and making him frustrated for shits and giggles.

but something snapped in him. you had never seen him react this way before, but you knew you were in for it when he reached his other hand up to grab you by the face and force your head in his direction. it made your heart skip a beat. the way he glared into your eyes and let out a low growl made your stomach do flips and your breathing quicken.

"don't pussy out on me now. i thought you were big and bad." a smile creeped onto his face as he looked at yours, your eyes were wide and your mouth was slightly agape, nothing but pleading behind your irises. bruno let go of your face and his hand made its way down, and all you could do was follow it with your eyes as it slowly reached the end of your shirt and guided itself underneath.

his fingers found your nipple, rolling it between them and tugging at it, fairly roughly. you began to chew on your bottom lip, breaths getting heavier and eyes trying to lull closed. "oh? you like that?" bruno mocked, as he tugged a little harder than before, which elicited a gasp from you.

"it's not funny when you do it--!" you whined out. "it's not? this isn't funny to you anymore?" bruno responded. your skin was getting hotter by the second and you could almost feel yourself dripping. he removed his hand from your shirt, very quickly moving to wrestle your bottoms down. it was a bit harder one-handed but he got them down to your knees quicker than expected.

at this point you were only halfheartedly struggling against his grip, and it almost disappointed you when he let go of your wrists so he could do a better job of playing with you.

after yanking your bottoms off the rest of the way, bruno dug his fingers into the soft flesh of your thighs, gripping them tightly and spreading them forcefully. you didn't remove your hands from their position above you; you only watched him with baited breath as he leaned in closer. you felt his hot breath tickle your skin.

"this isn't funny, mi vida?"

he chuckled and ran two fingers up your soaked slit. bruno used his fingers to skillfully trace circles around your throbbing clit, lightly brushing it and poking at it but never giving you the friction you needed. "brunito, come on--" you whimpered as you felt your legs begin to shake.

he took his fingers into his mouth and sucked them clean, before moving back up into his position above you and tugging your shirt off over your head. you caught a quick glance down, and saw that he was still harder than ever. then, you looked back up at him; his eyes were glowing that beautiful emerald green as he eyed your body up and down, taking in his beautiful partner and thinking about all of the things he wanted to do to you.

bruno licked his lips, and his hands reached down to take care of the buckle and fly on his trousers. your heart rate sped up at the thought of finally having him inside you. your cunt was aching and you couldn't bear the thought of going any longer with him teasing you. maybe you should have just dropped it when he caught you feeling him up.

oh, but when he lowered his pants and subsequently his underwear, and you watched his cock spring free of its confines, and you saw just how horny he was, you became putty in his hands. when he grabbed you by the waist and flipped you over, you didn't complain. and when he shoved your knees almost impossibly far apart and pressed your face into the pillows underneath you, you thanked him.

and when his hand met the back of your head to hold you down and the other guided his pulsing cock into your heat, you began to tremble.

the feeling was almost too much. the sound of bruno cursing and mocking you, the feeling of yourself stretching around him, the lack of air you were getting as your nose was being pushed into the pillows against the mattress; you found it hard to even think. you couldn't focus on anything except for what he was giving to you right then.

"you like that, don't you?" bruno snickered above you, thrusts beginning at an unforgiving pace. he wasn't playing around anymore. he wanted to break you. he wanted to get back at you for what you did.

was he overreacting? probably. but he was pent up. you hadn't been able to do anything like this in weeks, and since he started going out with you and got a taste of something good, he wanted it constantly. he couldn't help himself when he leaned down to leave harsh bitemarks on your shoulders and back, or when he dug his nails into the skin of your ass with the hand that wasn't holding you in place.

"see? you can be good, can't you, mi corazón?" bruno grunted out against your back, slamming into you as hard as he could. you could only moan in response. you were becoming dizzyheaded at all of the stimulation you were receiving, and it didn't help when you felt him reach around and rub circles on your clit once more.

"you're doing so good now, mi vida~" he cooed, "you feel so good, you sound so good..."

it didn't take long for you to fall over the edge once his fingers sped up against your clit. with a strained groan, you felt yourself clench rapidly around him, and you could tell that the feeling was getting to him when his hips stuttered as he fucked you through your orgasm.

the tension in his stomach was unbearable; you were sweaty and fucked out underneath him, his skin was sticking to yours every time he bottomed out inside of you and he felt as if holding it any longer would turn him into a babbling, wrecked mess. he really didn't mean to cum so fast, but he couldn't hold out anymore. he wasn't even able to gather his train of thought to pull out quickly enough, and he felt bad when he heard you whine at the feeling of his hot seed spilling out into you.

"o-oh god, i'm so sorry, i should have pulled out faster--" he fumbled with his words as he pulled himself off of you and stood up off the bed, "i know you're not ready for kids yet. i mean, we aren't even married, what would mamá say if i got you pregnant?"

you could hear him beginning to hyperventilate, and you felt the strength to roll over and reach out for his hand. "brunito...shut up." you sighed, pulling him on top of you and wrapping him up in your arms.

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