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twistnet · 5 years
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dog tags [ coco cruz ]
⋯ SUMMARY ; in which coco realizes that you are his home
⋯ WARNINGS ; female!reader, angst [ mentions of war times ] + general fluff
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when coco had helped you move some boxes out in the garage, he wasn’t expecting to stumble upon a box of his old army junk. why he had still kept the box after all these years was unknown to him but when he saw your eyes light up at the shorthand written on the said, you asked to look through it.
so he sat with you on the couch, going through everything in the old box. he stilled remembered a lot of it. some things he kept short and simple. not wanting open old wounds. you had sensed this and moved on. to which he was grateful for. you knew him like the back of your hand and he was ever amazed at the fact that you could pick up on when he was sad or uncomfortable.
weeks later, he watched you as you cooked. letting the business with the club float away as his eyes followed you around the kitchen. he had since taken notice of the thin chain that now covers your chest. whatever was hanging from it tucked nicely under your shirt. coco didn’t question it. you changed jewelry so many times it was sometimes hard to keep up.
it wasn’t until a week after that, he realized what it was.
having come home from a late run, to find you asleep on the couch. the lights in the kitchen still on. coco had rounded the small couch, raising a brow when he caught sight of your hand clutched around that necklace. he quickly shook his hand, pulling you into his arms as he carried you to the bedroom.
as he settled you into bed, your hand fell away. the thin metal catching his eye. coco’s fingers reached out to grab the metal.
around your neck, was his dog tags. the very ones that had seen everything he had for those grueling eight years. and yet now, they sat around your neck.
an unknown feeling came over him as he stepped back. and headed to the kitchen for a beer to help calm his nerves.
he woke up the next morning to you standing over him with a confused look. after asking him what he as doing out in the living room, he sat up and took the tags in between his fingers.
watching you smile softly as you answered his silent question, why? you picked to wear them because it brought coco closer. he was your home. your rock. your support.
it was something to hold you over until he got home from runs. but most importantly, it was something to remind you of how lucky you were to have him. his heart fluttered, his lips stretching into a smile as he kissed you. from now on, he would notice how when working you hold them in your hand, or kiss them subconsciously.
making him proud to have someone like you.
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twistnet · 6 years
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the hat [ coco cruz ]
⋯ SUMMARY ; who would have thought a snapback would turn you on as much as it did
⋯ WARNINGS ; female!reader, slight smut [ makeouts, groping + sexual tension ] + mature language
⋯ NOTES ; this content is strictly for those 18+ ; any minors // ageless // blank blogs interacting with this post will be blocked
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coco found himself looking back at the junkyard office, seeing you walk briskly around the small space trying to get all of the papers filed away.
he laid down the hammer he was using previously, pulling off his gloves as he walked over to the office door. the air conditioning hitting him in full force as he found you. bent over the desk signing off some papers before stuffing them into a folder.
he took the time to look over your figure, taking note of how your black high waisted shorts just barely pecked out from under your oversized junkyard button up, “you’re killing me, cariña,” coco spoke, a smirk ghosting over his lips as he watched you spin around in surprise.
“johnny, what are you doing in here?” the use of his real name sent a flutter through his heart as he came to wrap an arm around your neck, pulling you against him as he pressed a kiss to your temple, “i can’t come see my girl?” his eyes sparkling as he said it, moving so you could rest against the desk edge.
“i’m not complaining. really digging the hat though.” you gripped the front of his button up, pulling him down to meet your lips. his hands found your waist, looping his fingers into the belt loops of your shorts to pull you closer to him. he slid you back into the desk further, his lips moving from your own lips to your neck. pushing the button up back from your chest, exposing your thin wife beater and the rest of your neck.
a moan escaped your lips as coco bit down, your hand pulling at the curls sticking out from under his snap back at his neck. coco’s hands slowly sliding under the tank top, drawing small shapes as his hand traveled up toward your breast.
then angel entered, his words dying in his lips as he found you, pressed between coco and the office desk, his hand halfway up your shirt and his head still resting in the side of your neck, “you couldn’t have waited to start fucking’? least get a room.” he groaned, shaking his head.
“we did get a room, you're just in it.” you sassed, smiling when coco laughed against your neck before standing up straight. you pulled your button up back into place as you hopped off the desk.
“well, el coco needs to finish his job before he can have his reward.” he stated, grabbing coco by the shoulder before ushering him out of the office. coco chuckled, closing the door behind him as he walked beside angel back over to the workbench, “how did that one even start?” angel asked, looking back over at the office.
“i honestly think it’s the hat.” coco shrugged, as he pulled his gloves back on, “if a hat almost got you laid in the office of your job, then maybe i should get one.”
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twistnet · 6 years
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read to me [ ez reyes ]
SUMMARY ─ ez comes by a bookstore, hoping to get some new books -- only he gets you instead
WARNINGS ─ female!reader, smut [ dry humping + makeouts ] + mature language
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the overhead bell chimes as ez had entered the small bookstore. the familiar smell of the old and used books brought back memories from before his time in prison. the limited access to books on the inside was draining but it kept him tethered to the outside. his last little gleam of hope in his life.
the rare chance he had time off from the mc was a blessing. and he had no problem spending it indulging in the hobby he had missed.
he scanned the long shelves, stacked to the brim with books, ones that he had read before. others he had never seen.
he turned, looking around before his eyes landed on you. arms stretched over your head as you attempted to reach a book on the top shelf. huffing when your fingers barely touched the spine.
“this one?” you jumped slightly when a voice sounded behind you. turning you found someone behind you, pointing to the book you had just tried to get.
“yes please.” you quietly answered him, watching as he effortlessly grabbed the book before handing it to you. you gently took the book from him, ez’s eyes scanned over the title, “the metamorphosis by franz kafka.” you looked back up at the mysterious man beside you.
“it’s a good book. ever read it?” he gently shook his head at your question. chuckling to yourself, you handed him the book before pulling another from the shelf in front of you, 1984 by george orwell. handed that one to him as well.
“two really good books, both really interesting. i think you’d like them. you seem like a classical studies kinda guy.” ez chuckled himself, tucking the books under his arm as he stretched his hand out to you. ”i’m ez reyes.”
you introduce yourself with a smile, looking back down at the books in his hands, “let me know when you finish those.” you walked off, back up to the counter of the small store.
“how will i let you know?” ez called from the end of the aisle. “i work here.” you beamed as you rounded the counter, resting your elbows against the top.
and ez found himself at the small bookstore almost every week, swapping out the books you had given him for new suggestions. the two of you chatting for hours over the meanings and theories of each book. ez slowly but surely falling in love with you every time he went in.
your intelligence had him captivated, something he had been missing from his life. while emily had been his first love, he realized that what the two of you had something better than he could have ever hoped for. which is probably why he didn’t bat an eye when the two of you would sneak off the back room on the days when you had a long shift.
yet the feeling of your legs wrapped around his hips as he pressed his lips to yours in a heated kiss was also probably better than any book you had given him.
his hands cupping your ass as he held you against the shelving unit as your hands gripping his biceps. while he wasn’t out for a full out fuck in the back room, grinding it out like teenagers would have to work until he could get you home.
his hips ground against yours one last time as you gasped sharply before relaxing in his arms. he groaned out himself, letting go as he carefully set you back on your own two feet. chuckling when you had to grasp onto him again to steady yourself.
“was it that good?” you shot him as glare as he laughed again, pulling you into another kiss as he straightened out his clothes. “now, i want to go home.” you spoke against his lips with a whine.
“you have work. your boss would kill me if i took you home now.”
“my boss would also kill me if she found out we were doing this in the backroom.” you shot back at him.“makes it more interesting.”
“i’ll be by later today to pick you up.” he stated, pressing a kiss to your forehead as he headed for the door, his new books tucked under his arm.
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twistnet · 6 years
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safe [ bishop losa ]
⋯ SUMMARY ; who knew running into the arms of the santos padre mayans president would get you out of a sticky situation
⋯ WARNINGS ; female!reader, slight angst [ men being creeps ] + general fluff [ comfort ]
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bishop usually wasn’t out as late he was currently. but the need for late night groceries was essential, so here he was. the small bag of basics was quickly paid for as he shoved the remaining cash into his jacket pocket.
he forwent wearing his kutte, given that he was by himself and it was honestly just too late to be causing any trouble. the chime overhead dinged as he left the small store, only to have someone run into him, almost sending his groceries to the ground. 
before bishop could turn and shoot a glare at the person, a soft voice quietly spoke up, “i’m so sorry sir, but this man has been following me for the past few blocks and...” you paused, looking up at bishop with frightened eyes.
bishop quickly looked over her shoulder, finding the possible man having ducked into a dark part of the street. when he locked eyes with you, his softened as he wrapped an arm around you. “no worries. i got you. you wanna tell me your name?” he asked to diffuse the tension as he guided you to his bike. you told him your name, huddling closer to the man.
“it’s a pleasure to meet you. i’m bishop.” they stopped at his bike, as he turned you  with a serious expression, “do you have a ride home?” his hand dropping to lightly hold your hand, watching as you lightly shook your head.
“would you be alright if i took you home? i know we don’t know each other that well, but i'm still worried about you. no one deserves to be alone. especially with someone following them.” you nodded quickly, “yes, please.”
bishop smiled as he stashed his groceries, turning to help get you on the bike before getting on himself. he turned, passing you back a helmet and watching to make sure you got it on correctly. “you’re gonna want to hold on, princesa.” he teased, as his motorbike roared to life and he took off. leaving all your worries behind.
you tightened your arms around his middle a little tighter on some of the curves as you guided him to your house. finding yourself deflating as he pulled in front of your house. the rumble of the cycle died as he looked back at you with a small smile. you reluctantly unclamped the helmet, heading it back to him.
“thank you so much. for everything.” you said quietly as you carefully got off the bike. “it’s no problem. it makes me feel better knowing you’re safe.” you blushed, playing with your key ring as you smiled at the man before you.
“well, thank you again bishop. have a safe ride home please.” you stated as you turned to walk of your driveway before he stopped you. “would you wanna, like- i mean, if your not busy...we could get lunch? or even coffee if you don’t have a lot of time?” bishop rushed out, cursing himself for stuttering.
“i would make all the time in the world if it meant i got to see you again.” either it was the bold streak in you or your confidence skyrocketing, but you leaned down to press a sweet kiss to bishop’s cheek. pulling back you smiled once more. “so the answer is yes, bishop.” you waved lightly, “goodnight, bish.”
bishop sat on his bike, watching as you made your way up to your door. once the door shut safely behind you, a smile broke out in bishop’s face as he started his bike up. hearing the crinkling of paper, he shifted finding a small piece of paper with a number carefully written across it. “that sly girl.” bishop laughed to himself as he spared one last glance to her house before pulling away.
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twistnet · 6 years
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just a reminder [ coco cruz ]
⋯ SUMMARY ; you always give your man a reason to come home, in more ways than one
⋯ WARNINGS ; female!reader, illusions to sex, sweet moments + mature language 
⋯ NOTES ; this content is strictly for those 18+ ; any minors // ageless // blank blogs interacting with this post will be blocked
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coco groaned as he settled in the back of the truck, the mk rifle resting between his legs as gilly took a seat opposite of him. this week’s drug run to las vegas was supposed to be a little longer than normal for the club, having him gone for almost an entire week. bishop was quick to assure everyone that it would be over fast but coco knew it was going to be torture being away from you for so long.
so, when the club left for the almost 6-hour drive, he dreaded the long trip ahead of him. he and gilly passed the time playing cards or telling jokes, riz joining in every so often with his own.the boys laughing and cutting up at different topics or things they had seen. 
when the club was just outside of las vegas, coco’s phone dinged. he picked it up, smiling lightly when he saw your name across the screen. he quickly opened the message, almost dropping his phone when he saw what you had sent him. a picture of you, dressed in one of his favorite silk lingerie and his flannel. a growl rumbled in his throat catching gilly’s attention.
“¿estás bien hermano?” watching coco quickly shove his phone into his pocket with a set jaw.
“yeah, mi madre lo está jodiendo todo.” it was a lie, he wasn’t going to let gilly or anyone else know what you had sent him. when he had exited the truck at the stopping point, the club could tell he was in a mood. gilly quickly explaining that his mother had sent him something to piss him off. so, they all left it be, figuring it was just something that would pass in time.
the first night in, coco was quick to find himself a private spot to work out his frustrations. his phone gripped tightly in one hand and the other around himself.
within a couple of days, the club had wrapped up business and headed home. the club reported to galindo and were free to go home. coco was quick to head for his bike and start her up.
“where you going, coco?” bishop called from the steps of the clubhouse, “i’ve got a girl waiting for me.” hoops and hollers were heard as he sped off home.
he arrived home, quickly unlocking the door. finding you in the kitchen making something to eat, “hey, baby. how was-?” he quickly cut you off with a burning kiss as he turned off the shove and quickly picked you up by your waist.
“johnny! the food-“ he cut you off with a growl, “i don’t give a damn about the food, mi princesa. i told you when you sent that picture when i got home you weren’t going to be able to walk. and i’m keeping to my word.”
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twistnet · 6 years
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nsfw alphabet [ riz ariza ]
WARNINGS ─ gn!reader + smut [ oral sex, cum, kinks, masturbation ]
DISCLAIMER ─ if you are under the age of 18, do not read [ nsfw content under cut ]
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a = aftercare [ what they’re like after sex ] 
riz is so good to you. cleaning you up, making sure your taken care of, asking if you want to stop or go another round. he wants you to guide the night and has no problem taking the backseat for that
b = body part [ their favorite body part of theirs, and also their partner's ]
himself -- he loves his hands. getting to hold or touch you is a big thing for him. loves holding and touching you.
you -- riz is an ass man. loves to grab handfuls of your ass. plus getting to see you wearing those seemingly tiny panties that leave no room for imagination is just how he likes it
c = cum [ anything to do with cum basically...i’m a disgusting person ]
inside you. this man is so invested in you he can’t think of anything else but cumming in you. it also gives him a sense of pride watching you take all he’s giving.
d = dirty secret [ pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs ]
is a sucker for lingerie. especially if it’s white. he loves coming home after a long day with the club to see you laid back in bed dressed in his favorite set. has a hard time controlling himself as he walks over to you.
e = experience [ how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing? ]
riz has a shit ton of experience. before you he frequented vickie’s for his pleasure, the years of being in the mc and having a different girl at his side was something he enjoyed. of course now with you, he tries to use what he knows to get you off as well.
f = favorite position [ this goes without saying ]
missionary -- he loves looking at you, watching you unravel underneath him. it gives him the control he is looking for and the gift of getting to watch you.
g = goofy [ are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc ]
riz is the type that’s goofy beforehand but turns serious when it gets further. like he has no problem with joking around with you, tickling you but when you say you want him that flies out the door
h = hair [ how well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc ]
well kept, i mean look at his beautiful long locks he’s got on his head. he doesn’t shave but does trim to keep it from getting too long
i = intimacy [ how are they during the moment, romantic aspect… ]
riz is a smooth mf. i kid you not, he is so smooth and suave that it just sweeps you off your feet.
j = jack off [ masturbation headcanon ] 
riz is one to jack off on a long run, but it mostly ends up being phone sex cause he can’t get off with just a picture. hearing your voice just adds fuel to the fire. 
k = kink [ one or more of their kinks ]
hair pulling -- on you, on him it doesn’t matter. however, the right pull from you will have him moaning like no tomorrow.
l = location [ favorite places to do the do ]
he prefers the comfort of a bed to anything else. either at his house or in his dorm. so long as he can take you apart in the comfort of a safe place he’s down for it.
m = motivation [ what turns them on, gets them going ]
doesn’t really need much to get going, but as said before lingerie really gets him going.
n = no [ something they wouldn’t do, turn offs ]
nothing that will hurt or humiliate you in anyway
o = oral [ preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc ]
giving -- give him the time, he will go down on you too as a reward for helping him out. he likes to spend time on you, finding what makes you tick rather than rush through it
receiving -- sometimes a good blow is all he needs to loosen up from his day. plus he’s not one to turn you away if you're already on your knees and pulling at his belt buckle.
p = pace [ are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc. ]
riz can go fast or slow, just depends on how his or your day was. some days you just need reassurance from one another, others days it’s more along the lines of ‘ i need you to fuck my brains out’
q = quickie [ their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc. ]
riz is down for a quickie, anytime. his location will depend on where he is in the moment but has no problem dragging you to the nearest bathroom to have his way with you
r = risk [ are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc. ]
not really one to take a risk, he doesn’t want you to be humiliated or hurt and he would rather be in a safe place so to speak
s = stamina [ how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last… ]
while he is an older man, he can go a couple rounds with you if he doesn’t burn out all of his energy in the first round.
t = toy [ do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves? ]
likes the idea of using toys on you as a form of foreplay but he would really only use a vibrator and then use his hands for anything else
u = unfair [ how much do they like to tease ]
riz is a tease. has the license and everything that comes with that cheeky smile he has. he will have you wanting him by the end of the night, and he’s even luckier if you come to him soon. but just you wait until you wipe that smug grin off his face.
v = volume [ how loud they are, what sound they make ]
has no problem being loud but likes to hear you yell out his name. mostly filled to the brim with dirty talk and uses it to his advantage
w = wild card [ get a random headcanon for the character of your choice ]
likes to let you take control in the bedroom. seeing you ride him and do your own dirty talk is a crazy turn on for him
x = x-ray [ let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words ]
he’s got some length to him, with a fair amount of girth to accompany it.
y = yearning [ how high is their sex drive? ]
has no problem asking for some alone time with you at anytime
z = zzz [ how quickly they fall asleep afterward ]
riz isn’t one to fall asleep right away, will stay up if you ask him to but the minute he pulls you to his chest, he already feels his eyes getting heavy
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twistnet · 6 years
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nsfw alphabet [ nestor oceteva ]
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a = aftercare  [ what they’re like after sex  ] 
nestor’s aftercare involves him holding you close and checking over you. asking you if you’re alright and if you need anything.
b = body part  [ their favorite body part of theirs, and also their partner's  ]
himself -- he likes his arms. seems plain but he loves the way you grip them when the moment gets heavy
you -- he can’t choose. he feels he’s been so blessed with someone like you and he can’t choose
c = cum  [ anything to do with cum basically...i’m a disgusting person  ]
inside you. nestor is much too invested in you and the moment to think about pulling out. plus, he sees the act as something more romantic, something that binds him and his partner together.
d = dirty secret  [ pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs  ]
he secretly loves when you pull at his braids. it happened on accident once and when you started to apologize he stopped you and told you to do it again.
e = experience  [ how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?  ]
nestor does have some experience, but he’s not one to brag about it nor share it. he feels that he has enough knowledge to get you off but is also up to learn new things and see what’s makes you tick.
f = favorite position  [ this goes without saying  ]
he doesn’t have a preference, he could take you in just about any way you want, on any surface you just happen to be near.
g = goofy  [ are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc  ]
nestor loves to joke. after being serious all day with his job, he likes to just crack a joke and tease.
h = hair  [ how well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc  ]
most likely trimmed up and neat. nothing too over the top but still there.
i = intimacy  [ how are they during the moment, romantic aspect…  ]
nestor is a romantic person and you can’t convince me otherwise. he’s so invested with you and your interests and the fact that he tries to be there and supports you for everything says enough. like he may not have the money or suave of mickey but he knows how to please his woman without material things.
j = jack off  [ masturbation headcanon  ]
i don’t see nestor being one to jack off. he, for one, doesn’t have the time to go and do that with his job and if he really wants sex, he has you at home.
k = kink  [ one or more of their kinks  ]
marking -- has a thing for marking up the inside of your thighs whether with hickies or with his beard. like i said, a private man. but he does get a kick out of watching you walk the next morning with a fresh patch of beard burn on the inside of your thighs.
l = location  [ favorite places to do the do  ]
nestor is a very private man. so the comfort of your own home is really the only location that he can relax and take his time with you.
m = motivation  [ what turns them on, gets them going  ]
his sole motivation is you. everything from seeing you watching a movie dressed in one of his button-downs or just cooking in the kitchen. he just is so in love with you that he doesn’t need anything special to get him going
n = no  [ something they wouldn’t do, turn offs  ]
anything that will hurt you or put you in danger
o = oral  [ preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc  ]
giving -- okay, nestor loves giving more than receiving. hearing your moans and feeling you pull him closer to your core by his hair is something that gives him pride. like he was able to do this to you
receiving -- he’s usually one to stop and make it all about you but if you're already on your knees and unbuckling his belt then he won’t stop you.
p = pace  [ are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.  ]
surprisingly, slow and sensual. nestor works a tough job, one that’s intense and very demanding of him. he just wants to come home at the end of the day and let all of that melt away.
q = quickie  [ their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.  ]
quickies are usually saved for early morning work calls. his pace is still slow, but there’s an urgency behind it, not to finish up days but to have you at least once that morning so he has something to look forward to when he gets home
r = risk  [ are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.  ]
the only risk nestor can see taking is him taking you from a gala or event and pulling you into the nearest bathroom and/or suv to at least get some frustrations out. cause he knows damn well you wore that dress to tease him.
s = stamina  [ how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…  ]
with his pace, he’s not going to burn out as quickly and he knows that if you’re gonna do it right, you’d want to go another round. plus he’s gonna make you cum more than twice
t = toy  [ do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?  ]
i think he would be into like the handcuffs or rope part but otherwise, he can do everything else with his mouth or hands.
u = unfair  [ how much do they like to tease  ]
if nestor let’s lose a little at an event or party and you're wearing his favorite red dress...oh boy. you’ve lost count on the number of times he’s brushed up against you, grabbed you in some way or placed a kiss to your neck. he knows your gonna get mad...so he patiently waits.
v = volume  [ how loud they are, what sound they make  ]
i see him being vocal. loud grunts or moans to match yours. but he tries not to be too loud but sometimes he just can’t help it
w = wild card  [ get a random headcanon for the character of your choice  ]
an idea by @thegirlwhowritesfics , nestor loves having his hair washed a braided by his partner. not really something that is super sexual but play your cards right and this man will show you just how much he appreciates what you did for him
x = x-ray  [ let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words  ]
have you seen those tight ass pants on him?
y = yearning  [ how high is their sex drive?  ]
he will always want you. it’s just a given. you are the light of his life, and he doesn’t plan on leaving you anytime soon
z = zzz  [ how quickly they fall asleep afterward  ]
with you cuddled to his chest, he’ll wait until you just closed your eyes to follow after, his last check to make sure everything is okay
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twistnet · 6 years
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fp dating sweet pea’s sister would include
WARNINGS ─ gn!reader + general fluff
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you were older than your brother, sweet pea, by 7 years and you were having to move back to riverdale because let’s face it, your brother needed you
so when you moved back, you found yourself in sunnyside trailer park with the serpent king himself watching as you moved what little you owned into sweets’ trailer
fp made it a point sometime after you moved in to introduce himself.  finding you had moved back home from greendale after wanting to leave the small town and over the course of the few months you had been back, you and fp had run into each other a number of times -- at pop’s, in the trailer park, when sweets brought you to the whyte wyrm
fp, slightly drunk and full of confidence, asked you on a date one late night at the wyrm and you said yes
the date was simple, he took you on a motorcycle ride up to one of the lower mountains, where you sat and enjoyed each other company. after that night, you two made it official
of course, there was telling your brother you were dating his leader -- which didn’t go over too well and he had stormed out and had walked over to the jones’ trailer in the middle of fp telling jughead about his relationship. chaos ensued, the main reason being that sweets may have tolerated jughead but the possibility of them becoming brothers? a fat no
once everything had been cleared up, the relationship was smooth sailing as fp was pretty protective of you, considering his position in the serpents
he tends to keep all of the pda to a minimum around the gang, but when he gets home, that’s a completely different story -- lingering kisses and touches, hugs from behind when your cooking, all around a gentleman when it comes to you
sweet pea is able to overlook the fact that you’re dating the leader because your happy and that's all that matters
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managing to catch sweet pea’s attention would include
WARNINGS ─ gn!reader + general fluff
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from the moment sweets laid eyes on you, he was smitten
you helped him get signed in on his first day at riverdale high and he figured if you treated him with this amount of kindness, he could get through anything
he then made the plan to get your attention -- from stopping by your locker to get help on where his class was, to asking you for homework help. he was all about getting to spend time with you
having been able to spend enough time with you that you regularly hung out together. so this meant pop’s study dates, meeting up after class, him walking you to class even though his next class was in a completely different building
he then started making comments on how you were dressed that day, how you styled your hair, how pretty your handwriting was -- this boy laid on the compliments
soon after, you had asked him what the deal was, and he instantly deflated
you smiled, quickly assuring him that you weren’t upset at his romantic gestures, you just didn't understand where it was coming from
he explained how he couldn't get you outta his head and how you you were stuck there on a constant loop -- in a totally non-creepy way
you giggled, saying how you had felt the same and that’s when he asked you on a date
you agreed before he was even able to get the sentence out and the rest was history
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days off [ gilly lopez ]
SUMMARY ─ a lazy day spent with your lover
WARNINGS ─ female!reader + general fluff
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the rare occasion when your lover would get time off from the club. even rarer was finding him still asleep, his arm still tucked around you. you gently wiggle out of your lovers grasp before making your way to the kitchen. gilly had turned, not feeling you pressed against him like you normally were. he sat up, tossing the blankets to the side as he got up to find you.
the smell of bacon had moved into the room, and gilly found himself moving into the small kitchen. finding you swaying your hips to the radio, singing along to the words in perfect practice.
he smiled at the sight, the way your curls moved with you and the way his flannel had hugged every curve you were blessed with. gilly made it further into the kitchen, wrapping his arms around your waist as he pressed a kiss to your cheek. “good morning mami.” he hummed as he pulled your curls back to get access to your neck.
“gilberto, if i burn this because you wanted to be suave, i swear...” you shot a look toward your lover, causing him to chuckle. “you ain’t gonna do nothing. not on my one day off.”
“you’re lucky i love you.” you turned, kissing his lips. “i love you too, mi vida.”
you turned off the shove, turning to your man with your hands on your hips.“you hungry?”
“depends what’s on the menu.” you rolled your eyes, the small smile on your lips gave enough away to gilly as he beamed at you. “i made your favorite and maybe later we can discuss that other opinion.”
you plated the food, kissing gilly on the cheek as you made your way over to the kitchen table. placing both plates in the table before taking a seat. gilly sat next to you, take your hand and lacing your fingers together as you feel into a comfortable conversation.
gilly quickly snatched up the empty plates before you could, depositing them into the sink. coming back toward you, he pulled you in for a quick kiss before he guided you into the living room. pulling you to rest against his side on the large couch, he flipped through the channels until he found something he liked.
his hand immediately found yours, playing with the small wedding band on your finger and tracing small patterns on your palm. moments like this he didn’t have to worry about the club. he had you sitting here with him and couldn’t ask for anything better. “why are you looking at me, mi amor?” gilly snapped, not realizing he had been staring at you.
“i’m just looking at the most beautiful thing to have ever happened to me.” your cheeks burn as you sat up to straddle him, culling his face before pulling him in for a loving kiss.
“you sure know how to charm me into bed, gilberto.” gilly chuckled. “it works every time.”
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cuddling with fangs would include
WARNINGS ─ gn!reader + general fluff
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cuddling with fangs is such a soft and tender moment
fangs is mainly the one to initiate the cuddles as it's his way of coping with all that has been going on. you are his anchor, you keep him grounded and so long he’s got you he’s fine
however, you do sometimes initiate the cuddles, just needing to be held sometimes and relieve all the stress from the day
fangs is a big and little spoon. he just loves holding you close to him and sweetly kissing your cheek
other times like mentioned above, he just loves being held himself and reassured that you love him unconditionally
cuddling is usually when you two just talk about what’s been bothering you lately
he tells you about how he’s worried about the direction riverdale is heading in, about how he’s scared about another turf war, how he doesn’t feel that he’s truly a southside serpent, and you just listen, only making a comment when he asks for your opinion, but just listening to him makes him feel like he’s not just a brick wall and that he has a voice
as for you, it’s mainly him helping you through some problems you have yourself. as well as cracking some jokes in the middle to get the other to smile after a deep talk
did i mention how many kisses this boy will give you during cuddling? so many -- forehead kisses, cheek kisses, small kisses on the lips, kisses just under your jawline as he nuzzles your neck
this boy is so soft
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you were right [ tara romero ]
SUMMARY ─ coming home to rant about the craziness of black friday to your husband is just what you needed
WARNINGS ─ female!reader + general fluff
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hearing the door click as you unlocked it was the most satisfying noise to hear at a time like this. the past 12 hours had been absolute madness and all you wanted to do was shower and cuddle up next to your husband. 
shutting the door softly behind you, you tied your shoes off. stumbling slightly from the tiredness. the noise must have caught your husbands attention as you heard his footfalls come toward the front door.
che smiled tiredly at you as he pulled you into his arms. feeling you relax against his chest as you took in his scent. “mi alma, how was it?” che spoke softly, as he took in your tired eyes.
“horrible. we had a crowd outside the door at five, and we had rush at two am! i don’t understand what’s so important that people lose sleep to get the ‘best black friday’ deals.”
che hummed against your forehead, placing a kiss to your temple before guiding you to your shared bedroom. “do you want to sleep or shower first?”
“i feel disgusting. but can it be a bath?”
“sure. come on.” he smiled, pulling you into the bathroom. he got the water started, before turning back to you. he brushed your hair back, his fingertips grazing the silver of your turquoise necklace. one that matched his own down to the smallest detail.
for the first time that night, he kissed you gently as he helped you undress. guiding you to the bath.
just as he was about to turn and leave, you grabbed his hand. silently pleading with your eyes for him to stay. he sighed, pulling at his own clothing, motioning for you to move forward as he settled in behind you.
you moved back, curling into che’s arms. a silence took over the bathroom as che ran his hands along your spine, tracing every inch he could reach.
“so, vent to me. i know you need to get it off your chest.” he stated, nuzzling your neck as you went on to explain your night. not sparing any detail of how rude some of the customers were or how they acted. che patiently listened, running a finger along the lines of your tattoo. one that had spelled out his nickname, ‘taza’, just under your breast on your right. he knew you didn’t need him to butt in, but someone to listen and take it.
“you were right, people are horrible.” che chuckled. you finished, settling back into his chest as you relaxed. by then, the water was starting to get cold and che offered for the two of you to move to the bed.
he exited first, wrapping a towel around his waist before holding one out for you to step into. the two of you moved into the bedroom, che throwing one of his shirts and a pair of your panties at you. you chuckled as you quickly slid them on.
che moves to the bed once he was dressed, patting the bed next to him. you slid in next to him, his arms winding around you as you snuggled into his chest.“goodnight, mi vida.”
“goodnight, cariño.” che smiles lightly down at you as your eyes close.
the next morning, che is already dressed, getting ready to head out on club business. he stops on his way out of the bathroom, taking in the detail of your face and how over the years you seemingly have gotten more beautiful over the course of your almost 30 years of marriage. he presses a kiss to your temple before departing from the house.
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nsfw alphabet [ creeper vargas ]
WARNINGS ─ gn!reader + smut [ oral sex, cum, kinks, masturbation ]
DISCLAIMER ─ if you are under the age of 18, do not read [ nsfw content under cut ]
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a = aftercare [ what they’re like after sex ]
creeper is so gentle after a rough couple of rounds, it’s his way of saying thank you and a time when his tough biker walls crumble
b = body part [ their favorite body part of theirs, and also their partner's ]
himself -- creeper loves his hands, on you, in you. the years of working on cars and motorcycles have given him the perfect tool to bring you to the edge
you --  this man just loves everything about you. ass, boobs, legs. you are always on his mind
c = cum [ anything to do with cum basically...i’m a disgusting person ]
loves watching it run down the curves of your breasts but watching as you swallow with no complaints flips a switch in him
d = dirty secret [ pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs ]
has a thing for taking you out on his bike to a secluded area, only to push your skirt up around your hips and bend you over his bike
e = experience [ how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing? ]
creeper has been with his fair share of women but doesn’t let his past experiences clash with the ones he’s making with you. he’s learning your body and the way it reacts to him
f = favorite position [ this goes without saying ]
 you flat on your stomach with him on top taking you from behind. or basically bending you over any surface
g = goofy [ are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc ]
creeper isn’t goofy. he jokes but when it comes to sex and being imitate with his partner he casts that aside
h = hair [ how well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc ]
have you seen this man’s beard?
i = intimacy [ how are they during the moment, romantic aspect… ]
creeper can be a total romantic. he just never got the chance to show it to anyone. he’s not the one to go out and buy you flowers or cook you dinner but he’ll plan a whole night for the two of you to spend some time together.
j = jack off [ masturbation headcanon ]
with him being on the road constantly, the only thing that keeps him going is your constant line of sexy pictures and his right hand
k = kink [ one or more of their kinks ]
real name use -- creeper loves hearing his real name, neron, fall from your lips. it’s a rarity that someone gets close enough to call him that so it’s super special to him
l = location [ favorite places to do the do ]
will fuck you anywhere, anytime
m = motivation [ what turns them on, gets them going ]
you. everything you do is perfect in his eyes. you're the light of his life, worships the very ground you walk on and him just laying eyes on you gets him going.
n = no [ something they wouldn’t do, turn offs ]
anything that will hurt you
o = oral [ preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc ]
giving -- creeper loves oral, he takes pride in being able to do what your past boyfriends couldn’t do, and hearing you scream out his name is a major ego boost
receiving -- loves receiving, because it’s you and not the girls that hang around the clubhouse but he can’t even get his words out if you’re already in your knees pulling at his belt
p = pace [ are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc. ]
creeper lives for fast and rough. it’s something he can pull his all into as well as break his frustrations. there are times when you take the reins and ride him at a different pace but he easily gets frustrated and takes charge from you
q = quickie [ their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc. ]
creeper is always down for a quickie. the thought of taking you just out of earshot of his brothers is honestly such a turn on for him. at a club party, in his dorm, on his bike...this man is 100000% down
r = risk [ are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc. ]
he has a bit of a public sex kink of the sorts. nothing, where you full out fuck in front of his brothers but it gets him off knowing that someone could interrupt at any moment. he does know the risk of getting caught which is why it’s so much more fun. plus, it gives him the chance to see how quiet you can be
s = stamina [ how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last… ]
creeper, though later in his years, can go round for round with you. you want another round? maybe three more? he’s down to give you anything
t = toy [ do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves? ]
dislikes them, why would he do with a toy when he could do the same thing with his fingers or tongue
u = unfair [ how much do they like to tease ]
creeper is not really so much of a tease as he is relentless. he is almost always ready to get you in his bed, so he’ll hint at you, not with words, but grabbing your ass, sucking at your neck, placing a hand on the inside of your thigh. he knows you’ll be pulling him to his dorm in a matter of minutes
v = volume [ how loud they are, what sound they make ]
creeper isn’t one to get loud during sex. but will be begging to the high heavens when you're going down on him
w = wild card [ get a random headcanon for the character of your choice ]
creeper loves showing off your daily/nightly activities. giving any chance to brag about you to his brothers by showing off the hickies on your neck or the long nail scratches on his back
x = x-ray [ let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words ]
average in length and girth, knows fully well that sex isn’t something that revolves around how big your dick is
y = yearning [ how high is their sex drive? ]
the door sometimes doesn’t even shut all the way before he’s on you
z = zzz [ how quickly they fall asleep afterward ]
creeper thinks falling asleep right after sex is a pussy move. he loves staying up with his partner and hearing about their day. this is the time he can be soft and loving and just overall mushy with his girl without fear of something happening.
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being sweet pea’s boyfriend would include
WARNINGS ─ male!reader + general fluff
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sweet pea is so in love with you and vice versa
meeting at pop’s one night and hitting it off as he was quick snark you about your bulldog’s football letterman. however, you shut him up real quick about it
it was different for the two of you being in the relationship
sweets had never had a boyfriend before, and honestly didn’t know anything about dating you involved but he was willing to impress
as for you, it was different for how you were to come out about it
sweets was a serpent but also your boyfriend, but that didn’t stop you from proudly proclaiming your love for your boyfriend
kevin and veronica were 1000% supportive of you
willing to kick anyone’s ass if they spoke ill of you
the football team found out about you dating another boy, the torture had begun. reggie was willing to only really able to control it on the field but outside, he couldn’t do much and archie was quick to come to aid many times
you, of course, told sweets everything that had been going on. he got furious but you managed to calm him down enough to not go tear up the northside
sweets showed up to your football game later that week, wearing your jersey and cheering loudest of them all. when the bulldog’s won, sweet’s was quick to pull you into a kiss -- further proving his love for you
when southside high transferred to riverdale high, you were the first one to greet the serpents. sweets smile lighting up the room when he laid eyes on you
standing up for him and the serpents when reggie tries to start some shit
making comments about sweet’s turtleneck when he has to start to wearing them
letting him wear your letterman because he can’t wear his jacket and in turn, sweets letting you wear his leather jacket when your out and you get cold
sweet’s loves to pull you in for quick passionate kisses -- either right before class starts or in between classes. there is also hand holding, snuggling against one another when in the student lounge, rides on his bike to sweetwater river, making out on said bike at sweetwater river, making sure sweets has all the help he needs
this boy loves you and is super protective of you -- someone says one bad thing about you? they're getting a visit from him and his friends
you are just as equally protective as your years of football did something for you. meaning you can take and give a punch
ultimate power couple and probably giving choni a run for their money as the cutest couple
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in the night [ robbie reyes ]
⋯ SUMMARY ; when robbie woke up in the middle of the night to you moving around, he didn’t expect to find you in his lap the minute he questioned you
⋯ WARNINGS ; female!reader, smut [ dry humping, slight mention of somnophilia, cum + heavy makeouts ] + mature language
⋯ NOTES ; this content is strictly for those 18+ ; any minors // ageless // blank blogs interacting with this post will be blocked
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robbie had entered the house later than he had anticipated. the sound of him entering your shared room interrupted your sleep as he entered. he softly apologized, pressing a kiss to your forehead before changing into a t-shirt and sweats. settling down next to you, he pulled you into his arms. your back settling against his chest as you both let sleep take you.
hours later, you woke up. feeling a familiar wetness between your legs as you cursed your body for reducing you to a horny teenager. robbie laying next to you, just inches away wasn’t helping either.
if you hadn’t been living with robbie, you would have already taken care of yourself without any problem. but now, it was almost embarrassing as your mind went blank on what to do.
sitting up, you rest your back against the headboard as you debate what to do. of course, the slightest movement causes robbie to turn over. looking at you through hooded lids.
“baby, what are you doing up?” he asks, moving so he can face you properly. the sound of his voice takes you by surprise as you jump.
“i’m sorry, robbie. i didn’t mean to wake you.” this causes robbie to sit up, switching on a lamp to see your face better. he squints adjusting to the flood of light but he can very clearly see the redness of your cheeks. “are you sick?” robbie asks, bringing his hand to your forehead to check for a fever. this action only causing your blush to deepen.
“no, i’m not...i just...” you pause, feeling silly for what you want to say. “just what baby?” robbie questions again, watching as you fight yourself over an answer before you turn and position yourself over his lap. robbie jumps slightly as you press your lips to his, moving your hands rub softly against the back of his neck.
robbie was about to ask you what you were doing when he felt your hips grind against his causing a moan to escape his throat. getting the idea, robbie smirked, grabbing your hips to drag you against his growing erection. the friction of robbie’s sweats and cock rubbing your clit caused a somewhat loud moan to leave you.
robbie quickly covered your mouth, rutting his hips up rhythmically to meet yours. “tienes que estar en silencio mi amada.” he whispered to you with a smirk, “you wouldn’t want to wake up gabe.”
with a tight nod, robbie removed his hand. finding it once more on your hips as he dragged you against his cock harder. you dug your head into his shoulder, hoping to muffle your moans as you were closer to your climax.
“are you gonna cum, princesa?” robbie gasped out as his hips faltered. lifting your head, you press one last kiss to robbie’s lips as you cum. the kiss cutting off yours and robbie’s moans as you both rode out your highs. shaking lightly you stilled, gathering robbie’s sweat-soaked shirt in your hands as you calmed down.
as your breathing evened out, robbie chuckled. pressing a kiss to your lips as he brushed your hair back.“you know, if you wanted to jump my bones, you could have just woken me up. instead of me worrying about you.” you looked down, with that spreading across your cheeks,  “i’m sorry, robbie. usually, i can take care of it myself, but i just couldn’t help it.”
“it’s alright, mi amada. get some rest. we’ve got to get up in the morning.” robbie cooed, moving to switch off the lamp and pulling him into his arms once more. the lingering smell of sex and sweat still mixed in, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care as you tucked further into robbie’s warmth.
when robbie rolled over the next morning, finding you still asleep, he put his plan into action. as carefully as possible, he removed your shorts and underwear. tossing them to an unknown location of your shared room. positioning himself between your legs and dipping his tongue into your core.
a soft moan escaped your lips as you slowly woke up, gasping when robbie’s tongue flicked over your bud, the feeling of his fingers slowly stretching you out.“shh, mi amada. you had your treat last night, i’m getting mine.” robbie spoke from his position, before diving right back in.
your hands quickly grasped at his dark curls as you fell back against your pillows, a somewhat loud moan echoing throughout the room. neither one of you caring if you woke gabe up at this point.
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button downs [ nestor oceteva ]
SUMMARY ─ nestor comes back looking for his phone, only to find you dressed in one of his button downs
WARNINGS ─ female!reader, smut [ vaginal fingering, cum eating + unprotected p in v ] + mature language
AUTHORS NOTE ─ happy birthday to @thegirlwhowritesfics​ you deserve the world sweetheart!
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you shivered, bringing your arms to your chest as you padded into the kitchen. you usually weren’t up this early, but hearing your lover leave left you without your source of warmth.
the purple button down you had on was doing little to block the coolness of the morning. but you toughed it out as you poured yourself some coffee. you sat back against the counter, mentally going over your day, the tasks you had to complete. just as you set your coffee down to find a book, the front door opened.
looking up, you found your lover. dressed up and frantically looking around the living room. “forget something?” you giggled from the kitchen, watching nestor spin around in surprise. “mi sol, you scared me. have you seen my phone?” he asked, pulling a pillow up from the couch.
“nightstand.” you answered, watching in amusement as realization wash over his face as he walked into the bedroom. exiting seconds later with his phone. “what would i do without you?” he gushed, walking over to you in the kitchen. kissing your forehead as he pulled you into his arms. you leaned back with a smile.
“probably not have your phone or someone to braid your hair.” a chuckle escaped his lips as he cupped your cheek, running his thumb over the smooth skin. “i would be a lost man.” he looked down, his eyes darkening as he took in your state of dress. “what are you wearing?” his voice was tense, his eyes meeting yours.
“just a shirt.” you smiled innocently, toying with the hem of the shirt. “looks like my shirt.” you giggle, watching as he snaps one of the buttons undone. “it’s the saying ‘what’s mine is yours’.”
“well, it’s mine so you need to take yours off.” you raise a brow at him. “you didn’t say the magic word.” you tease. “and what is the magic word, mi sol?”
“please.” you were barely able to get the word out before nestor had you pressed against the counter. his lips on yours, locked in passion. the edge digging into your lower back, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care as you felt nestor reach to grip your thighs. him pulling you to rest atop the cold counter. you squealed before his lips found your neck.
“i think the only person, who will be saying please will be you.” he mumbled against your neck, quickly finding your sweet spot. you moaned out, reaching up to grab a braid between your fingers.
“and what makes you so certain of that?” you sass back. “i know you, inside and out. i know what makes you tick.” with that, nestor’s fingers push your panties aside before sliding into your heat. you collapse against his shoulder with a gasp as his fingers explored. every twist and curl of his fingers was deliberate. he knew what he was doing. it wasn’t until his thumb brushed against you clit that it had his name falling from your lips, “nestor.”
“what’s the magic word, mi sol?” you smirked against your ear, the pace of his fingers slightly increasing as he watched you wiggle against the counter. you groaned, refusing to answer. not wanting to play into your game that he turned on you.
nestor raised a brow at your silence, before hooking a leg over his shoulder and replacing his thumb with his lips. his tongue just barely touching got clit before you were crying out in frustration, “please!” you cried, pulling at his braids.
“there it is.” he mumbled against your core before diving right in. the combination of his fingers and tongue was getting to be too much, feeling your legs start to shake.
“you gonna cum?” nestor asked, before sucking harshly on your clit, “yes!” you cried out as you snapped, feeling your orgasm wash over you.
nestor stood with a smirk, sucking his fingers into his mouth to clean up the last bit of the mess you made against his lips, “you taste so good.” he reached forward, pulling you from the counter and turning you to face it. he quickly ripped the front of his shirt, the buttons flying different directions before he pushed you down against it. pushing your panties down your legs.
“this will have to be quick. after all, you are making me late for work.” you heard his belt and zipper fall open, “why go to work when you could stay at home and fuck this pus-?” you were cut off by nestor entering you roughly.
“watch your mouth, mi sol.” he stated, slapping your ass for good measure. he quickly grabbed your leg, resting the knee on the counter before thrusting into you at a rough pace.
“nestor!” you screamed out, already feeling the wave of your second orgasm coming on. it wasn’t long before you were cumming again, nestor following soon after.
“that was worth being late.” he whispered against your neck as he pressed a kiss to the back of your neck. he stepped back, getting himself back into order. “i’m glad you came back.” you smiled, leaning against the counter.
“i love you, mi sol. i’ll see you when i get home.” he kissed your lips, turning to leave the residence. “be safe, cariño.” you whispered before heading back into the bedroom to change.
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