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Mentor! Miguel O'Hara

CW: Age gap! (Reader in mid 20's, Miguel in mid 30's) unprotected penetrative sex, oral sex.

GN! Reader. No explicit usage of genitalia.

Mentor! Miguel who reluctantly took you on as he was busy enough to begin with. Always grumbling on how much weight was on his shoulders.

Mentor! Miguel who was fairly strict with you, but still gave you the emotional support you needed.

Mentor! Miguel who scolded you when you nearly interfered with a canon event, "Puta madre, wey! You almost disrupted a shocking canon event! Do you have any idea how bad this could've gone!?"

Mentor! Miguel who grumbled under his breath whenever you messed up in a stupid way, but also laughed a bit as it was kinda funny. (He may or may not have asked Lyla to save the footage of your mistake)

Mentor! Miguel who had to be dragged from his lab by you in order to get some sunlight for once, a bite to eat as he can't live off of the empanadas from the cafeteria, and needed some relaxation.

Mentor! Miguel who soon enough looked forward to these small outings with you outside of Spider Society HQ. He even showed you some hidden spots of Nueva York, sitting there with you as the two of you just talked or sat in comfortable silence.

Mentor! Miguel who grown to care more deeply about you, as a friend and not as a fellow spider person.

Mentor! Miguel who scolded you for acting recklessly when capturing an anomaly. "Why did you do something that shocking stupid!? You could've died! Ay dios mio!"

Mentor! Miguel who dragged you into medbay to get your injuries checked out, pronto. He didn't leave your side one bit as he stood with his arms folded across his chest.

Mentor! Miguel who made you take time off and had other Spidermans take care of any problems in your universe.

Mentor! Miguel who checked up on you regularly, even brought your favorite food and snacks to cheer you up.

Mentor! Miguel who was happy to see you all fully healed, and deeply missed going on missions with you.

Mentor! Miguel who took you to his favorite hidden spot as the both of you kissed for the first time, on top of a tower that overlooked Nueva York.

Mentor! Miguel who had you spread out on his bed, licking and sucking all over your hole in a greedy manner. Spit dribbled down his chin as ir soaked the sheets.

Mentor! Miguel who groaned as he fisted his cock as he tasted you, loads of precum dripping off his tip.

Mentor! Miguel who groaned as you took his cock deep into your mouth, slobbering all over it. He bucked his hips into your mouth as he held the back of your head gently.

Mentor! Miguel who praised you, "Sí, así mismo. Toma mi polla hasta tu garganta, oh mierda."

Mentor! Miguel who had your legs wrapped as best as they could around his waist as he pounded his hips into you. He held himself up with his arms as he groaned at the pleasure, your walls squeezing down onto his cock.

Mentor! Miguel who looked down at your face as he fucked you in a steady, hard pace. He took in your features as he found you quite ethereal at the moment, wanting to see you under him every day.

Mentor! Miguel who came inside you, filling you up with a groan as he kept still, not wanting a single drop spill out of you.

Mentor! Miguel who cleaned you up afterwards and made you stay the night with him. He held you close to his chest as the both of you fell asleep, almost forming one person.

Mentor! Miguel who couldn't imagine life without you, and always found time for you.

Disclaimer: My Spanish isn't that good despite my Mexican heritage! I apologize if my Spanish was absolutely horrid! Please correct me if anything was written incorrectly!

Translations:

Ay dios mio = Oh my god.

Puta madre = Motherfucker.

Wey = slang for fool (in this context, it can also mean bro & dude)

Sí, así mismo = Yes, like that.

Llévate esa polla hasta la garganta, oh mierda = Take my cock down your throat, oh fuck.

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Rancher! Simon

CW: age gap! (reader in 20's, Simon in late 30's) unprotected p in v sex, oral sex (f! receiving), mentions of pregnancy.

AFAB terms used. Usage of female genitalia terms.

Rancher! Simon who bought a plot of land after retiring from the SAS. He had animals of his own ranging from horses to chickens, some were for companionship while others were for eating.

Rancher! Simon who lived in the middle of nowhere and had eight feet tall fence around his property, didn't really like too much social interaction and valued his privacy.

Rancher! Simon who found you sitting off the side of the road with a flat tire, hands on your hips as you stared at the deflated tire.

Rancher! Simon who pulled over to help a poor lass out, parking his Ford truck off to the side as he changed your flat tire.

Rancher! Simon who let you stay the night at his place as it was getting dark soon and the next town was a four hour drive, can't be driving in the dark as a lone woman traveler. It wasn't safe for someone like you.

Rancher! Simon who cooked you dinner for the both of you. As he cooked the chicken in the pan he told you how he slaughtered the chicken himself, how he owned a small farm in his backyard.

Rancher! Simon who showed you the guest room where you will be staying the night. It was just down the hall from his own bedroom in case you needed anything in the night.

Rancher! Simon who laid awake in his bed, his hands down his briefs as he could help but chub at the thought of you just down the hall. How you were so close, yet so far away.

Rancher! Simon who heard the door to his bedroom click open, seeing you standing at the doorway with a gaze to your eyes.

Rancher! Simon who had you bent in half as he ate out your cunt as if he hadn't eaten at all that day. Spit dribbling down his chin and staining the sheets below, groaning as he slobbered all over your country.

Rancher! Simon who had your legs over his broad shoulders, making your muscles stretch as he pounded into you. The sound of skin slapping echoing in his bedroom as the bed creaked in protest and the headboard slamming into the wall.

Rancher! Simon who spoke to you as he held your jaw in his large, calloused hands, "F...Fuck, luvie. Thank goodness for your flat tire or I've never get a taste of how good yer cunt is. Gonna make me bust like a bloody teenager, fuckin' hell!" Groaning as he hovered over you, his body so wide he drapes a shadow over you as you lay boneless beneath him.

Rancher! Simon who cums inside of you so much it spills as he bucks his hips, making sure you take all of it. "Gonna breed you til the crack of dawn, sweetheart. Yer not leavin' this bed anytime soon."

Rancher! Simon who is a man of his word as you went multiple rounds up until you heard his roosters crowing at the crack of dawn.

Rancher! Simon who told you were his lassie now, needed a lovely wife to wake up to in the morning by sinking his cock into her tight cunt.

Rancher! Simon who spoiled you with whatever you wanted. You wanted a new Prada bag? You got it. Wanted to go see your favorite band that was performing in the next town? You got front row seats and a VIP pass. You wanted to travel to some exotic location? The trip was booked and ready.

Rancher! Simon who made sure you had a ring on your finger. He couldn't have you walking around with no ring to tell any blokes to fuck off, plus he couldn't knock you up before marriage.

Rancher! Simon who didn't want a huge wedding, but he understood how it always has been your dream to have an extravagant wedding and went along with it.

Rancher! Simon who bent you over the nearest service as soon as the wedding was over. He was dead set on getting you pregnant, wanted mini versions of you walking around.

Rancher! Simon who fucked you all day every day, so it wasn't a surprise when the pregnancy test came back positive just a mere month later.

I hope you liked my first ever drabble! I haven't written fanfiction in quite a while, so apologies if this was written pretty badly!

I also apologize for any typos or grammer errors, I literally just skim through it when finishing up! Please let me know of any mistakes!