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imoonf1 · 7 months ago

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this is amazing, ma loooord

Slip under my armour [rd]

Author’s note: this is big, messy, fluffy and smutty and I don’t know if love it or if I hate it, but lawyer!Rúben is here 🫡 thank you to the anons who came by my inbox to discuss this scenario with me! Also this is not proofread because this is huge, it’s late here already and I work early tomorrow 😭 I hope you enjoy this, MWAH

Warnings: unprotected sex, some masturbation, MINORS GET OUT! Let me know if I’m missing something!

wc: 8176 - English is not my first language! Feedback is always appreciated

You’re a hard worker. You have well defined goals. You’ve been working hard to accomplish your dreams since you were young. You were the best student in your class, you would ace every test. You would study hard everyday, stop going out until late at night with your friends so you didn’t had to skip your classes. You had a bigger purpose, and you knew that, you could feel that inside of you. You have a fire burning inside of you, pushing you, motivating you to be better, to do better. That’s how you end up here: one of the best lawyers of your generation, living your dream in one of the best law firms in the country.

You win every case they assign you, you work hard towards it. You never stop pushing yourself to your maximum, always wanting to exceed everyone’s expectations on your job.

With that being said, your love life hasn’t been as bright as your career. Love hasn’t worked out for you most of the times, so you just decided to focus on what brings you true joy: your work.

There’s this other lawyer who works in the same company as you. His name is Rúben, he already worked there before you were hired. His office is in front of yours, just a few steps in the corridor and you’re at his door. But you two never really talked much - besides work related things, of course.

You are focused and determined, you definitely don’t think about dating - let alone in your workplace.

Rúben is tall and broad. He always looks perfect in a way that nothing is never out of place in him. He always has a serious face on, a game face, ready to win all cases in court. And he does. He’s very professional and doesn’t let even the smallest of details go unnoticed.

Sometimes, you are in your office and you see Rúben’s shadow walking near your smoky glass door. It’s like he’s thinking about knocking on your door, but then he regrets it and walks away.

Rúben doesn’t talk much to you because he’s scared. He’s afraid that the high mountains that you think of him, will fall to your feet once you two get to talk about anything besides work-related stuff. He thinks about it a lot, though. He feels nervous around you, the way you always look so stern and serious, hard to break - it really intimidates him. He anxiously waits for the day when you would just wake up from all the numbers, square roots of your subtracted sums, always so pragmatic and strict. He wishes you could lighten up a bit, forget work and all your manners, laugh more, open up. He would like to help you forget about all the logical thinking that always surrounds your head, to untie your precious hair, always perfectly styled.

He thinks you’re gorgeous. He’s so intrigued by you. He swears he has never seen such bright eyes as yours, so delicate and yet, so deadly when you’re in ‘game mode’. He can’t stop noticing all your details, even the smallest things - he wishes he could have a chance to get closer to you.

And the chance arrives, when your boss chooses you and Rúben to work together on a new case: a big scandal has erupted when one of the biggest football clubs in the world has been accused of money laundering schemes.

“I need my two best lawyers to work on this case together. The president of the club is a big client of ours and we can’t lose this one” - your boss told you two while handing you the papers with all the info’s.

You and Rúben share a look, a serious one, intrigued by the new job - and even more about having to work together for the first time. If you were thinking about ways of winning the case already, Rúben was cheering on the inside, realising he would be spending more time with you.

“This is going to be a hard one, huh?” - Rúben tried to start a conversation with you.

“Yeah” - you simply replied, your eyebrows knit while you kept reading and analysing the documents in front of you.

You didn’t felt like talking. You just wanted to do your job - one you are pretty sure that you can do by yourself, instead of needing Rúben distracting you from winning the case.

“I’m going to talk to the president of the club. I need to understand what happened” - Rúben said in a cold tone, realising you’re not in the mood for a talk.

You got up from your seat, getting his attention.

“We are going. We have to work together, remember? We are like a time now or whatever” - you said, walking past him and leading the way. “And I drive!” - he laughed quietly at your attitude.

Your days have been filled with meetings - with the club staff, with your boss. With another coworkers who wanted to give their opinion on the case. You and Rúben have been working late together, trying to figure out a way of wining such a complicated case.

Your office became the space where you two would spend more time. That’s why Rúben would disappear for a while and then he would come back with some takeaway so you could have something to eat, he would cover your body with his jacket when you would fall asleep with all the papers surrounding you. He would look at you, looking so peaceful while sleeping. He would carefully remove the hair out of your face when your nose would start to gently move from the thin strands of hair tickling it. He would memorise all your details, from the most obvious to the smaller ones - the ones that usually no one would notice. The freckles on your cheeks, always making you look so innocent and cute. The way your eyes tell everything, even if you don’t want them to. No matter how serious your face was, your eyes would still shine like a kid who had just seen a box full of candy. And he loved that about you.

His memory would safely keep all your precious details in a box, in the corner of his brain. And he would remember them all again when his fingers would mix different colours of paint, focused on drawing your features in the best way he possibly can.

Rúben loves painting, it’s the thing he enjoys doing the most on his free time. When he’s painting, he focuses on the canvas in front of him, and forgets about all the work-related stress that he has to endure during the day. It helps him destress and unwind, and his mind immediately searches for his muse in his thoughts: you.

He remembers it all, and he tries his best to capture the shine in your eyes, the glow of your skin, the outline of your lips. Painting you is the only way he can touch you in some way, be closer to you, day dreaming about you the entire time.

Every day, you and Rúben would meet at one of your offices, drown yourselves in papers, brainstorming and writing down your best ideas that could help you winning that case in court.

And every day, you two would have more to talk about, even outside of work. Every time you two had to drive somewhere to get more information or have a meeting about the case, you would always blast your favourite music, and Rúben would mentally memorize your music taste, as he would show you some of his favourite songs after as well. You would always blast early 2000’s songs, the true classics like Amy Winehouse if you were feeling melancholic or Lady Gaga’s “Poker Face” if you wanted to be dramatic and funny.

You two could easily forget that it was a work-related car ride, because it would always turn into a karaoke session. You would sing loud and put on a show for your coworker - even thought your singing was terrible.

Nevertheless, Rúben would always let you choose the playlist, and he would gladly hear you singing and laughing, enjoying watching you so free and careless. He too would loose himself a little bit, singing with you to some of the songs, but you would always end up mad at him for ruining your favourite songs - he didn’t even knew the lyrics right!

After eating so many takeouts at your office, Rúben started to get your favourite dishes right - without you having to ask. It would always be a nice surprise to you, you never thought someone could pay so much attention to such small details as your order at your favourite takeout.

“I’m tired of eating takeout” - Rúben says to you as he empties his plastic dish.

“Unfortunately we don’t leave work any soon so we can have an actual good meal” - you sigh and you move the papers around you, the fork dancing around your plate, not even feeling hungry because you’re so overwhelmed with work. Reading contracts over and over again, finding strategies to every possible accusation that your client could get in trial.

“You’re right. But we could take some of this work home” - Rúben said, testing the waters to see your reaction.

“What do you mean?” - you quirk an eyebrow at him.

“I would be glad to have a home cooked meal for once. You can join me, if you want to. I must tell you that I’m a very good cook” - he said with a smirk on his lips.

You pause what you’re doing, thinking about his offer. You said you didn’t wanted to get closer to one of your colleagues, but a dinner couldn’t hurt, right?

You breathe your anxiety out of your body.

“I’ll take your offer, Dias. You better really be a good cook” - you laugh at him while gathering your belongings, before saying goodnight and leaving the office.

You couldn’t help but giggle while you’re on your way home. It feels nice to have dinner out for once, instead of drowning in work all the time, you know you need this, it will be good for you.

After another tiring day at work, Rúben drives as you two go to his place.

You can’t help but feel a little anxious at the decision you made when you accepted his invitation. You’re not used to doing this, going to some man’s house to have dinner out of nowhere. But, Rúben is not just “any man”. He is your coworker, yes, but he’s also someone who you’ve been spending a crazy amount of time with for the past few weeks. He makes you laugh, has interesting conversations with you. He sings along with you to your favourite songs and you feel like you can be yourself around him.

He doesn’t sexualise you like a lot of dudes usually do, because of your job and your looks. You feel seen - actually seen when he looks at you. He always gives you a tender look, it could even melt you from how sweet he acted towards you. You already lost track of all the times you woke up wrapped in his jacket, carefully placed on top of you so you wouldn’t get cold. He listens to you and remembers everything you say. You never felt this kind of commitment from anyone else before.

You arrive at his place, the house is very neat and tidy as it looks almost immaculate. It’s well decorated, in black and white tones, matching Rúben’s vibe perfectly.

“Make yourself at home” - he says to you with a smile. - “I’ll start dinner”.

You walk to his living room, where he instructed you to go and “make yourself comfortable”. As you take in his place, you can’t help but notice the little details of his house. The way he has a lot of paintings hanging on the walls, beautiful ones really. Your eyes spot a bunch of canvas against the wall, near the balcony. They don’t look like paintings that he bought somewhere. They look like they are drying, some of them are still unfinished… could Rúben be the one painting them?

They look very good, beautifully draw and painted, but you can’t stop noticing that all of them have some type of detail that you associate with… yourself? The way all of the paintings have a girl in them, and she has some similarities to you. There’s a painting of the girl where it seems like he really captured all the details of the way you style your hair. Another one where the necklace she’s wearing really stands out, and surprisingly, it looks very much like your favourite necklace, the one you wear every single day to adorn your neck.

And there’s more: there’s paintings of the model using the same dress as you once wore to a work dinner, there’s a portrait of a girl that has a lot of your features, your dimples, the way your eyes curve when you smile. You can’t stop looking at those paintings, blown away by Rúben’s hidden talent and confused at why he would paint things that reminisce you so much.

“Hope you’re hungry” - Rúben walks to the dining table with a platter of food. You sit on the chair, confessing that the plate in front of you actually looks delicious.

As you two sit down in front of each other, you can’t stop making eye contact, trying to suppress a bigger smile on your lips. You take a bite of his cooking, and hum at the taste.

“Oh, this is really good” - you say with your mouth full, making Rúben smile.

“I’m glad you enjoy it” - he says while taking a sip of his wine.

“I didn’t think you were such a good cook” - you confess.

“Yeah well, there’s a lot of things about me that you don’t know yet” - he says quietly.

“I can see that. You never spoke about your love for painting, either” - you try and touch the subject, waiting to see his response.

Rúben goes silent, and his eyes immediately direct themselves to the paintings leaning on the opposite side of room. Of course you would see those.

“Yeah. That’s just something I like doing outside of work. Helps me calm down and clear my mind for a bit” - he simply replies.

“I see you like to enfatize details. They are very noticeable in those paintings” - you point out.

“I am a very attentive person. I pay attention to small details and they get stuck in my mind. I guess I just paint what inspires me the most and what I find most beautiful” - he clears his throat after speaking, not even able to look at you right now, feeling embarrassed by the fact you noticed what’s he’s been painting.

You smile quietly and continue eating. The two of you spend the entire dinner getting to know each other better. You laughed, share some secrets. You decided to open up a bit, telling Rúben a bit more about yourself and your personal life. You often don’t do this, you don’t really enjoy talking about your personal life to anyone, you never felt like cracking up. But you feel different around Rúben, and the atmosphere spiralling between you two during this night, is something that makes you feel comfortable enough to share more of you with him. And it feels nice to talk it out, it’s like there’s a different light invading you through the little cracks that Rúben did on you. You feel safe.

“Ready to go to court tomorrow?” - he asks when you two sit on the couch with your wine glasses still in hand.

“I am. Are you?” - you ask back.

“I am. I have a good feeling about the trial, we worked hard to win this one”- he gives you a reassuring smile.

“We did” - you smile back, remembering all the late nights you’ve spent working together. You think about all the brainstorming you two did, but also all the laughs and jokes you both shared, all the takeouts and naps you had on your desks. And you can’t help but feel a hole in your chest as you think about the future, as well. You got used to work with Rúben, you two got closer. What would happen after you finish this case? You wouldn’t be spending the entire time together anymore, you would go back to work on different cases, taking all your time away from each other again.

“What’s on your mind?” - Rúben pulls you out of your trance. He really pays attention to the little details, it’s like he can read you and your mood swings.

“Uh, nothing really. I was just, you know, thinking” - you blurted out, not having the courage to admit that you’re going to miss him.

“Thinking…?” - he tries to get you to continue your reasoning.

You take a deep breath and drink the rest of your wine in one big sip - needing all the courage you could get.

“Yeah, you know. We’ve been spending all our days together for the past weeks and I think I’m kind of used to this now. And this sounds dumb, but I was just thinking how we won’t be as together as we are now anymore, and I just want to say that I had a great time with you. You really made me see things in a different way, made me soften a bit and made me feel lighter, so thank you” - you say shyly, your voice barely above a whisper as you and Rúben are now dangerously close to each other on the sofa, your faces mere inches from touching.

His hand lands on your cheek sweetly, caressing you while his eyes shine bright as they look at you. He leans in slowly, taking in your features and making eye contact with you as he holds your face carefully with both his hands now, before connecting your lips together, giving you a sweet and tender kiss, that could make up for all the love words in the world. You kiss him back, anxiously at first but then you shut all the voices in your head and deepen the kiss a little bit.

Rúben pulls back, his hands still caressing your face gently.

“This doesn’t have to end if you don’t want to” - he says reassuringly. “I would always make time for you. Always” - he smiles before giving you another sweet peck on the lips.

You blush hard, not able to contain the giggle that just left you, making Rúben laugh slightly as well.

“I should get going” - you say with a sad tone. You don’t want to go, but you can’t lose focus - finishing this case is your priority now.

“Yeah, we have a big day ahead of us tomorrow” - Rúben says as he kisses your cheek softly.

You say goodbye and head home, with a stupid smile plastered on your face, like a teenager. Sharing a loving kiss with your coworker wasn’t definitely on your plans for tonight, but it doesn’t feel wrong in your chest. Maybe you should give him a chance, maybe you should allow him to know you a bit more. You go to bed on cloud nine, still thinking about how his lips felt like cotton candy against yours, how you felt like power was racing through your veins when your lips were connected to his.

Rúben sighs, content of the time he shared with you tonight. You two finally managed to have dinner outside of your offices, got to know each other better, shared histories and secrets to one another. You laughed and chilled, and Rúben never felt you feeling so light - he loves that feeling. The feeling of you opening up to him, letting him slip under your armour to discover more about you.

Both of you wake up fully on game mode. It’s court day, you are finally going to defend your client against all the money laundering accusations. You and Rúben are set and ready to win this case. You meet outside the court house, and wish good luck to each other, with a stern appearance but a warm smile saved for the other.

During the entire trial, the accusation attorneys tried everything to tear you and Rúben’s defence down. Thankfully, you two had everything planned and were ready to finish every type of accusations that could prevail. When it was Rúben’s turn to speak, you couldn’t help but notice the way he looked so good while defending your case so sternly and self-assured.

In the end, the judge announces his decision: your client was considered innocent and all charges were dropped. You and Rúben let out a breath and hug each other tightly, after hearing the words. You could finally breathe and relax for a bit, both of you did your job right and you won another important case.

When the trial ended, you gather your things and got ready to leave. You left past the door, but before you could reach your car, you hear Rúben’s voice, calling you.

“Y/N!” - he runs to you. You turn around and smile at the sight of him.

“Hi” - you say, feeling a bit shy next to him now, remembering the kiss from last night.

“Hey” - he gives you a big smile, one that could make your stomach swirl from all the butterflies. “So, I was thinking. We won the case and is only fair for us to celebrate, don’t you agree?”

“What do you have in mind?” - you question back.

“I was thinking that maybe we could go out for dinner? I mean, a proper dinner, with everything that we deserve. Only if you want to, of course. I don’t know if you’re busy or if you have the time for it tonight or-“ - you interrupt his rambling.

“I would always make time for you” - you say to him with a wink, and he blushes slightly at the reference. “Pick me up at eight” - you give him a kiss on the cheek before entering your car and driving home. Rúben stands still, amazed by your answer and still feeling your lips on his skin.

You got home and immediately think about what you’re going to wear for dinner tonight, feeling nervous to go out for what it feels like a real date with Rúben. He is swearing as well at the thought of taking you out, the pressure building up in his brain to make a good impression - as if you don’t him already, as if you two haven’t kissed already.

It’s eight o’clock, and Rúben takes a deep breath before ringing the bell at your door.

You open up, and his jaw drops at the sight in front of him. You always look beautiful to him, but tonight something about you makes you look absolutely breathtaking. You decided to dress in a different way than you would usually do at work. The knee-high dark green dress you chose from your closet hugs perfectly all your curves, and you matched it with your favourite golden jewellery. You smile at Rúben’s reaction.

“You look stunning” - Rúben breathes out.

“Thank you, Rúben. You look handsome as well” - of course. How could he not look gorgeous with a white button up shirt that’s not that buttoned up? You try to focus on his eyes, the big brown and shiny eyes that could immediately send sparkles through your entire body.

You two keep an intense eye contact for a minute, like you could just melt into each other’s lips right then and there. But Rúben desperately wants to take you out to a special night, and treat you like you deserve. So he takes a deep breath and offers you his hand. “Ready to go?” - he smiles softly while you take his hand and walk to his car.

Rúben parks his car beside a beautiful restaurant next to the beach. He opens the door and helps you out of the car, like a true gentleman, which makes you giggle.

“Table for two under Dias, please” - he says to the receptionist, who takes you two to your table. You are sitting right next to a big window, which allows you two to have dinner while having the sunset as background.

“This is beautiful” - you say, unable to take your eyes off the view in front of you: Rúben, looking gorgeous as ever with an astonishing sunset behind him.

“You are beautiful” - he admits, leaving you speechless for being so straightforward with his words.

“So…” - you clear your throat and try to ignore the fire in your blushes. “I need to know why you wanted to take me out so much” - you ask him.

He raises one eyebrow at you, with a puzzled expression on his face.

“Oh, come on. The takeouts on my office, then dinner at your house, now this. I know you were testing the waters” - you laugh before sipping on your wine.

“Fine. You’re right. But the reason why is actually easy to explain. I couldn’t stop thinking about you since we met” - he said without a problem.

“Really? I could say the same about you” - you decide to open the game.

He looks at you intrigued and laughs.

“What’s the thing that you couldn’t stop thinking about then? Or the things that caught your attention?” - he asks.

You fight yourself internally about how you should be honest or sarcastic and avoid his question. But if he’s been honest this entire time like he says he’s being, maybe you have nothing to lose in continuing to play this game.

“Well, at first, it was your smile that caught my attention, when I first saw you. But then, you took your sunglasses off, and you looked at me with those big brown eyes and I was just stuck. And to this day, I can’t forget them. I always get a bit nervous when I’m around you, to be honest. Whenever you look at me and smile, and I see those eyes, I lose it. I could get lost in them, and not wanting to get back to reality. I love how you look so stern and hard to crack and then you’re a goofy boy with a big heart. I guess those are the main things” - you reply, feeling lighter after taking those feelings out of your chest.

“You really feel that way?” - quietly asked. You just nod your head.

“What about you?” - you question back.

“When we met, I remember thinking ‘wow’ when I first saw you. You looked so beautiful, I still remember everything from that day. What you were wearing, your hair, your face. Your smile makes me smile too, and I love flirting with you and seeing you blush. You are adorable, absolutely gorgeous. I love your smile, your laugh, and I’m always anxious to see you again, waiting for you to arrive at your office or something, so I can just look at you and think that you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on. And I love that you are so authentic, your eyes tell everything. You make me weak” - he says, without never breaking eye contact with you.

“Oh wow… I wasn’t expecting that” - you try to laugh your blush off.

“I’m being completely honest with you” - he smiles as he grabs your hand that’s resting on the table, gently touching your fingers.

You smile back at him, feeling more and more that this date is right, that you belong in this time and space right now.

“You know, it’s really good to be here with you” - you admit.

“See? You shouldn’t have played hard to get for so long” - he laughs. “I feel like this since we have met. That’s why I was always hinting it. I’ve been feeling this is the right thing to do for so long now” - he takes your hand and kisses it.

Meanwhile, the waiter places your plates in front of you, and you distance your hands.

“I wasn’t really playing “hard to get”… I was just… scared and insecure, I guess. Never thought you could really feel that way about me. So I just tried to ignore it, and ignore how I was feeling as well. Obviously I failed that part” - you say and he smiles.

The rest of your dinner was spent talking more and more about yourselves. It was filled with smiles and laughs, really enjoying your time together.

When you two got out of the restaurant, you took a walk on the beach with Rúben. He got closer to you and you feel brave enough to intertwine your finger with his. He gently takes your hand in his and squeezes it lightly while he looks at you with a loving look on his face.

“Who would’ve thought that such a stern big guy like you could be so romantic” - you joke and he laughs.

“I can do unimaginable things to the girl of my dreams” - he admits as he pulls your face closer so he can kiss you. Your lips touch again and it feels familiar, the sparks from last night reigniting.

He pulls your body closer so he can put his arm around you and hug you from the side as you two walk back to the car.

You reach his car and the tension between you two is palpable and unbearable right now. You grab Rúben’s hand so you can pull him closer and you start kissing him more, needy to feel his lips on yours again.

He takes control and leans you against his car, deepening the kiss as his tongue explores your mouth. You moan at the sensation, and Rúben stops. He opens the door to his side, pulling you inside as you sit on his lap, straddling him already.

“Didn’t knew this fiery side of you” - he breathes as his hands run through your entire body.

“Must have been all the wine” - you laugh - “Or the fact that I just can’t resist you” - you sink your hips on his bulge, already growing from the excitement rushing through both of your bodies.

Rúben groans from the sensation, feeling like he’s dreaming by having you on top of him, looking like heaven.

Your hips continue dancing on top of your date, as his mouth explores your neck, leaving open mouthed kisses on your sweet spot. You moan, desperate to feel more of him - his big hands roaming your body not being enough.

Rúben pushes you back slightly, in an attempt to unbuckle his pants. But, when your ass touches the steering wheel, it hits the car horn, making you two stop immediately and giggle like two horny teenagers.

“Let’s go home” - Rúben tells you with a laugh as he plants a kiss on your forehead. You go back to your seat and take a deep breath, trying to compose yourself from what just happened.

After calming down for a bit, you lean on your seat, looking at Rúben while he drives. You’re pretty sure that heats are flying out of your eyes right now, like a cartoon.

"You're staring, you know?" - he smirks.

"How can I not? You're gorgeous. And I never thought I would feel like this tonight, honestly" - you squeeze his hand.

"You deserve to feel this way all the time. I'll try my hardest to always make you feel like this" - he looks at you for a second and kisses your hand in a promise of love.

You get to his house, and both of your hands are on each other’s body again, hungry for each other. Rúben picks you up, carrying you to his bedroom, his lips never leaving yours, kissing you passionately and gently at the same time.

He carefully lays you on his bed, hovering you as he kisses you once again. Your lips taste like sugar to him, addicted to the feeling your presence gives to his heart.

“I wanna make you feel good” - he whispers to you as you make out slowly and passionately.

“Then do it, please. I need you so badly” - you breathe out, wrapping your hand on his hair gently.

“I wanna make you feel good all the time” - he confesses, all the time spending with you meaning way more than just sex to him.

You look into his eyes and seal your passion with a kiss, not letting him get any further from you.

You unbuttoned his shirt, removing it from his body and letting his flexed muscles show. He quietly laughs at your reaction when he sees your eyes widen at the sight.

Rúben slowly removes your dress, kissing your entire body from your knees to your neck. He doesn’t want to rush it with you, he wants to take his time. He wants to make you feel valued, appreciated. He wants to touch you right.

He leaves some love bites on your neck and collarbone, his hands gently groping your ass and travelling through your hips, leaving your mind a puddle of hesitation and excitement.

Rúben’s fingers travel to your pussy, gently caressing it through the fabric of your panties. His index and middle finger draw circles on your clit, alternating his movements by exploring through your folds, applying some pressure on your sweet spots, making your breathing hitch on your throat when his fingers play with your clit.

“I can feel you wet already” - he whispers in your ear as he leaves a kiss on the side of your head at the same time.

You take off your bra, growing a bit impatient now. Rúben looks at you surprised by your action. His hands travel to the band of your lace knickers, and he takes them down in one swift motion. He gets up as he admires your entire body and he starts undoing his pants at the same time.

When his boxers drop to the floor, your mouth waters at the sight of his dick, already hard by all the making out. His hand grabs his cock instinctively, and he strokes himself slightly before meeting you again on the bed. Your arms wrap around his neck gently, pushing him closer to you, wanting nothing more than to feel your bodies glued to each other, warming you up with just his touch.

“You’re so fucking beautiful” - Rúben says as he grabs his dick and swipes his tip through your wet folds. He groans at the feeling, and you pull his head closer to start another make out session. Your tongues fight for dominance as Rúben slowly enters your core, going gentle and carefully with you. You whine at the feeling of being filled with his thick cock for the first time, not believing this is actually true.

Rúben could lose his mind at the way your cunt feels so soft around him, feeling you so wet and warm wrapped around his dick. He picks up his pace, going a bit faster to make you moan out in pleasure as he wraps his mouth around one of your nipples, swirling his tongue around it before sucking on it gently.

“You feel so good around me baby, fuck” - Rúben breathes out as he glues his forehead to yours now, making an intense eye contact with you as he grabs both of your hands and intertwines your fingers together. Your bodies are one now, there’s no space between you two as your legs are tightly wrapped around his hips and Rúben’s cock keeps exploring your insides.

You moan when he goes faster, and he attaches his mouth to yours once again, kissing you passionately, for the millionth time tonight, really making love to the girl who has his entire heart.

“I need you so badly” - you moan into his mouth as he feels the need to go even faster. He was trying his best to delay his orgasm, but your body and soul drive him insane. His right hand travels between your bodies and lands on your clit, circling it painfully slowly. You use your now free hand to pull his hair slightly and scratch his back at the way his dick is making your pussy throbbing from all the pleasure he’s giving you.

His thumb keeps playing with your pearl, drawing circles faster now, feeling you getting closer to your climax by the way your cunt hungrily hugs his dick now.

“Please, please, I need to cum baby” - you beg him, moaning and whining when he’s able to fasten up his thrusts inside of you right now. His mouth goes to your neck once more, sucking on it and driving you insane, chasing your orgasm now as you feel the bubble in your stomach to burst. You moan his name as you cum on Rúben’s dick. He helps you ride out your high and a few seconds later, he pulls out of you, cumming on your stomach.

You two breathe deeply, trying to compose yourselves after what happened. He kisses the side of your face before getting up to pick a towel and clean both of you.

After he gently wipes you clean, he lays down next to you, embracing your body and cuddling with you.

You kiss him gently, not wanting this feeling to be over.

“I could get used to this” - you admit, looking at him with anticipation for his answer.

He stays silent for a moment, thinking about what he’s going to say next.

“Do you mean you could get used to the whole thing? Going on dates with me, actually dating me and all? Or do you just mean you could get used to have sex with me?” - he asks in a quiet tone, almost as if he’s afraid of your response.

“The whole thing. I would like to have this, you, for real. If you would like to have me as well” - you admit.

Rúben kisses your forehead. “Do you want me to be honest with you?” - he quietly whispers in your ear. You nod your head yes.

He takes a deep breath before speaking. “I would do anything for you. Have you looked at us? We are made of steel when we are together, wether is at work or in life. We get along great, I love getting to know you better. You make my heart flutter every time you smile, you make me feel intimidated when you look at me with those eyes. You drive me insane when you’re brainstorming your ideas and find great solutions when we’re working on dramatic cases. You’re so smart, it turns me on. How am I lucky enough to be laying next to you, after spending my night with you by my side? Fuck, this isn’t just a crush. I could even tattoo your name on my body but that wouldn’t even be enough to describe the magnitude of my love for you. I have your name running on my veins, I have hopes of a future by your side, and I want that to be true. I want to wake up everyday by your side, make you breakfast, give you a hot coffee when you’re stressing about work. Taking care of you is my favourite duty, giving you my jacket when you’re cold, switching off your computer when you’re working too hard. I never told you this before, but I love you, and nothing can break this feeling that I carry inside of me. The way you absolutely disarm me and I let my guard down near you says it all. I trust you with my life, you’re my girl. And I want you to be mine, forever” - he says while looking you in the eyes, being dead serious about his feelings.

You feel a couple of fears form in your eyes, and you’re left speechless by his love confession. You just have the energy to nod your head yes over and over again.

“I want you forever as well” - you choke out, hugging him tightly has he engulfs your body in a gentle cuddle, protecting his girl - forever.

He can’t stop his big smile from showing at your words. You two kiss a countless amount of times, cuddling next to each other and falling asleep in your now boyfriend’s arms.

It’s 8 am, the alarm rings and you wake up in Rúben’s arms. Unfortunately you can’t stay in his chest for all the hours that your body is begging you to. You two shared a few kisses before you had to leave to your place, so you could go home and get ready for another day of work.

Rúben showed up at your office, closing the door behind him and stealing some kisses from you.

“We still have work to do. We need to review the entire paper work of our last case so we can file it” - you say as he fills your entire face with small kisses.

He hums as he kisses your neck, him coming up behind you as you’re sitting on your chair.

“Let’s take this paper work home. We’ll do it together as I make you dinner once again” - he whispers in your ear before kissing your cheek.

You giggle but can’t refuse his offer. And that’s what happens. You meet Rúben at his place after you two left work. He left work a while before you, so he used his free time to paint. He’s shirtless, sitting on the floor, focused on the canvas in front of him, painting the best and most vivid memory he has on the front of his mind right now: his girl, naked in his bed last night. He focuses on the details of your body, the way your skin felt against his. You are his peace of mind. He reminisces how he felt last night, like the world belonged to just the two of you.

He paints the outline of your lips, his fingers carefully touching the canvas in front of him - thinking about you, how your lips feel against his own. You arrive at his place and the entire mood changes, your strong energy hitting him like a tornado, he loves it.

With all your paper work in hand, you ask him where can you put down all the files.

“Put them on the bed” - he says sensually as he walks right behind you, leading the way.

“What do you mean ‘on the bed’?” - you answer confused.

“We need to chill for a bit, work is stressing us a lot, babe” - he says behind you as he starts to take off your jacket and shirt slowly, kissing your neck as he exposes your skin.

Soon, your heels and pants are off, just like Rúben’s pants. When you notice, you’re already naked in his bed again, just a few hours after waking up in this same spot. He stays behind you, slowly kissing you and touching your body. His hands still have remains of paint from touching the canvas a bit ago, and they travel to your boobs, groping them as his lips wrap around your neck and shoulder.

His fingertips are painted through your body now. The environment feels sensual around the two of you, enticing the both of you and making sparks run through your veins.

His hand slides down your belly, to reach in between your legs and touch your clit. You start moaning at the wave of pleasure hitting your body, Rúben’s touch never fails to ignite a fire inside of you.

He plays with your pearl for a while, his mouth never leaving your skin, kissing you everywhere he can reach. The files are still in front of you, and Rúben doesn’t want to waste time.

“Come on baby, read the file for me, come on” - he whispers to you as he keeps touching you heavenly.

It takes you a while to understand what he means, your brain struggling to keep track of everything outside of the feeling he’s giving to your body.

In a few moments, you try and start reading the first words on the paper.

He pumps himself behind you with his other hand, growing harder by how erotic you sound in front of him, trying to read some boring paper work, but you just end up moaning and whining at the way his fingers flick your clit so nicely. He feels your juices already dripping through his fingers as he gets you so turned on.

Then, he overs you a bit to the front, getting you on all fours in front of him. His dick slides into you without a problem, your pussy already dripping wet from all the touching he did to you.

You moan at the feeling of his dick inside your needy pussy once again, loving the way he fills you up and fucks you so good.

He picks up the pace immediately, desperately fucking his dick deep inside of you as he hears the hungry sounds that leave your cunt.

“Keep reading the file” - he punctuates his words with harder thrusts, ordering you not to stop what you’re doing.

You try your best to read those damn words, your vision blurry from all the pleasure.

“Read our names baby, that’s right, another case that we won because we work so well together. We’re a winning team, just like we fit perfectly when your slick pussy hugs my dick so hungrily” - he groans in your ear, slapping your ass as you keep mumbling incoherent words mixed with whines and moans.

Your juices drip down your pussy, mixing with Rúben’s as well, making him slide in and out your cunt at an incredible fast pace. You’re both hungry for each other, desperate to cum. You slide your own hand through your body to play with your clit - which Rúben slaps away when he notices, substituting your own hand by his, bullying your clit non-stop until he feels your pussy wrapping around his hard cock.

“Cum for me, babe. Cum on my dick” - he tells you as he sucks another love bite on your neck, relentlessly fucking you, hitting your g-spot with every thrust and touching your clit without slowing down.

You feel a wave crash through you as you cum hard on his dick. Rúben can’t help himself and ends up cumming inside of you as well.

“You’re so perfect, fuck. I love you” - Rúben caresses your hair as he collapses on top of you.

“I love you more” - you smile at him, giving him a passionate kiss as you regain your breaths.

Dinner was long forgotten, as well as the paper work. You and your boyfriend were completely tired out from all the pleasure you end up giving each other through the night.

The next morning, you wake up early, dreading the thought of having to go to work - the feeling getting even worse after realising that Rúben has the day off. There’s nothing more that you wanted now than to just stay in bed with him all day. He notices you moving on the bed and wakes up too. He looks at you with a groggy smile, still half asleep.

“Is this Christmas morning?” - he sweetly asks as he pulls you closer to him and kisses you.

“Unfortunately not, it’s work morning. For some of us at least” - you playfully roll your eyes at him.

“You look like Christmas morning, at least” - he admits.

“I would love to stay here and listen to your love confessions all day. But I have to go, unfortunately” - you say with a sad tone.

“Have fun at work, I’ll stay here thinking about you the entire time” - he winks cockily.

You pretend to laugh at your boyfriend, already getting ready to leave his place.

“I will meet you after work?” - you say, half questioning and half sure of what you’re saying.

“If you have the time, of course” - he says, his cute features still lying between the sheets with his hair all over the place and a smudged grin on his face.

You smile at the sight in front of you as you get closer to Rúben to give him one final kiss before you leave his house.

“I will always make time for you”.

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