#ੈ✩‧��˚ she was a 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓇𝓎

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SLUT ME OUT — A. ARETAS. ✩

ೃ⁀➷ SUMMARY; in which , you tease armando a little too much in the club. | FEAT. Armando Aretas x POC!fem!reader | TROPE situationship ish? | FORMAT oneshot | GENRE smut smut smut | WARNINGS rough bathroom sex in the club | NOTES listen… a sweet sweet person requested and said “everyone thinks you’re a sweet innocent girl but you get slutted out by armando on the low.” and LISTENN- i took that idea and fucking ran w it ( ps. i kinda like toxic armando on the low )

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Armando carefully watched you on the other side of the club, chatting with some random man. It looked innocent for the most part, but when he started to touch your arms, and you didn’t stop him, that popped a fuse in his head. He drank the rest of his shot and slammed the glass on the closest table, walking over to where you and the man were, at the bar. “Let’s go,” he made an attempt to grab you and leave, but the other man intervened and grabbed your other arm, “Unless you want to lose an arm, let her the fuck go.” He spat at the man and grabbed your hand roughly dragging you into the club bathroom, not even bothering to lock the door behind him.

Armando immediately pinned you to the wall and kissed you roughly, you wanted to tease him, this is what you got. He turned you around and held your frame against the wall sliding your skirt down to your ankles, the rush of cold air against your wet cunt making you shudder. He took hold of your hips, wasting no time in unbuckling his own belt and filling you up with his thick cock, pounding you against the wall. He didn’t wait for you to adjust to his size. His pace quickened as you were a sloppy moaning mess against the bathroom wall. “Que esa gente escuche lo puta que eres para mí.” He grunted, deepening his strokes, and all you could do is moan in response as he continued to hit that sweet spot against your walls, again and again, causing tears to fall from your eyes. He pressed down on your lower back, making you arch for him. “Can he fuck you like this? Hm?” He grunted in your ear, as he grabbed your hips fucking you repeatedly.

“Armando- fuck!” You whined out, getting closer and closer to your own high, trying to warn him. He slowed his pace and pulled out turning you around to face him, making you whine. “Should pretty girls like you get to cum? Hm?” He spoke, placing quick, rough kisses down your neck, stopping at your shoulder as he looked at you in your tired, fucked out state, knowing he’s the only one who can get you like this. His hands caressed the sides of your hips as he impatiently waited for a reply, knowing damn well you were unable to put together a coherent sentence.

“Armando, please i’m sorry, he was nothing-“ You whined, moving your hips against him, trying to feel something again. “And..?” He started, “And it wont happen again, please Armando-“

He picked you up and put you on the bathroom sink, his right hand supporting your back so that you don’t fall. Wasting no time in thrusting his fingers in and out of that tight pussy that belonged to him. His pace was fast, curling his fingers a bit while inside of you, driving you closer and closer to the edge. His mouth was working your neck, sucking roughly, leaving a trail of hickeys down your neck to your collarbone. He used his thumb to rub your clit whilst pumping his fingers in and out of you. “Fuck, fuck fuck!” You creamed all over his fingers, breathing heavily, trying to catch your breath. Taking his fingers out to taste you. Your whole body went limp against his.

“Eres mia,”

“Sit up mama, I’m not done with you.”

GLOSSARY !

Que esa gente escuche lo puta que eres para mí. — Let those people hear what a slut you are for me.

Eres mia — You’re mine.

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HES SAAUUURRRR 😫😫😫😫😫

Yall I think I may be going into actual cardiac arrest 🥹

[bunniegworl]

She a 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓇𝓎 too ❀

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Request: (he’d kill us😭) but texting him the “he’s gone you can come now” prank on him as soon as he leaves 😂

DON’T PULL THAT SHIT AGAIN. — A. ARETAS ✩

ೃ⁀➷ SUMMARY; in which , you almost get your ass killed trying to do a prank on armando. | FEAT. Armando Aretas x POC!fem!reader | TROPE established relationship | FORMAT headcanons/drabble | GENRE fluff ish? | WARNINGS cursing | NOTES I LOVE THIS REQUEST LMFAOOO , poor baby didn’t even get his snacks from the store messing w you 😭

` you saw a girl on tiktok do this trend where she texted her boyfriend pretending to invite some other guy into the house as soon as he left

` so, being the daredevil you are, you decided to try this on armando

` and it almost got your ass killed

“Nena, voy a la tienda de la esquina.” Armando announced, walking into the bedroom to grab his keys and wallet before he left. “You want anything?” He asked, coming over to the side of the bed you were at, mindlessly scrolling through Instagram. Looking up at him, you thought about it for a second, before responding with a “No, thank you though baby, be safe.” He leaned down and kissed you goodbye. And with that, he was out of the door, as you heard the apartment door close behind him. Now was the perfect time.

` so you opened your texts, and started to type the message, giggling when it delivered

` he thought you lost your mind

` he was barely even down the hallway of your apartment complex when you sent that message

` you couldn’t at least wait till he got to the damn car?

` you heard him walk back in, by this point you were scared shitless

` but deciding to take it a step further and pretending to get ready in the bathroom

“Who the fuck did you mean to send that message to?” Armando asked in a firm tone, it was clear that he was beginning to get irritated, especially when you didn’t answer his question. “Contéstame cuando te hable. Who?” His tone becoming more aggravated. He stepped towards you, grabbing your jaw, forcing you to look up at him.

“Nobody, chill out.” That’s where you fucked up. “Chill out?” He scoffed, letting go of the hold on your jaw, walking slightly into the bedroom and running a hand through his hair before turning back around, facing you. “The fuck do you mean chill out?” He argued, squinting his eyes at you and tilting his head slightly. He couldn’t believe the shit that he was hearing.

“¿Estás dejando que otros hombres te follen? ¿Es eso lo que estoy escuchando? Hm?” His tone was accusing, but you know you had to keep it going. “No, the fuck?” You retaliated, Armando furrowing his eyebrows as if he was confused. But really, he was just being petty. “Fuck this shit,” He stated, grabbing his belongings and walking out of the bedroom. You immediately ran after him, “Baby it’s a prank! Nobody’s here! I was just playing!” You shouted, coming out of the bathroom.

` he looked so fed up with you when you told him it was a prank, but a part of him was relived that you were just playing

` he literally gave you the silent treatment for hours, trying to collect his thoughts

` leaving you to entertain yourself, as he did whatever he was doing in the kitchen

` so you walked into the kitchen and apoligized

“Baby I’m sorry, I saw it on TikTok and I wanted to try it on you.” You pleaded with him, trying to get him to talk to you again.

“TikTok almost got your ass dealt with.” He mumbled with a straight face, staring at you over the kitchen counter. He tried to stay mad at you, but looking at your pretty eyes, he couldn’t. You walked towards him, letting him wrap you in his arms. “You love me too much.” You gently spoke, looking up in his eyes.

“Tienes razón.” He replied, pulling you in for a quick kiss. “Don’t pull that shit again.”

GLOSSARY !

Nena, voy a la tienda de la esquina — Baby, I’m going to the corner store.

No juegues conmigo — Don’t fucking play with me.

Contéstame cuando te hable — Answer me when I’m talking to you.

¿Estás dejando que otros hombres te follen? ¿Es eso lo que estoy escuchando? — You letting other men fuck you? Is that what I’m hearing?

Tienes razón — You’re right.

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BEST PART — A. ARETAS ✩

ೃ⁀➷ SUMMARY; in which , armando gets a tattoo of your name on his chest. | FEAT. Armando Aretas x POC!fem!reader | TROPE established relationship| FORMAT oneshot | GENRE fluff | WARNINGS none | NOTES sb told me to turn my idea into a oneshot , so here it is !

🎧 for an enhanced experience , listen to Best Part — H.E.R

Armando had been gone most of the day. His excuse was saying that he was busy doing work at the station, when in reality, he was at the tattoo shop. Getting a tattoo of your name above his heart, because you always told him that your heart would forever and always belong to him. He wanted to get the tattoo as a sign of commitment to you and as a promise that he wears your heart on his chest, and would never intentionally cause you any harm. You are the love of his life, and he might not be as good at showing it or expressing his feelings in an articulate way, but this he knew he could do.

Arriving home, he found you in the bedroom all cuddled up in bed, watching some movie you’d put on.

“Hi baby,” You paused your movie, sitting up in bed, opening your arms signaling to him that you wanted a hug. He smiled at you as soon as he saw you, walking over to where you were and giving you a hug. He then picked you up from the bed and held you up, his hands just under your ass.

“I have a surprise for you beautiful,” He started, putting you down, holding your hand as he walked towards the bathroom. He began to take off his shirt, and you looked at him sideways.

“This is your big surprise…?” You questioned him, he laughed at your confused expression in the mirror. Once his shirt was off you saw his chest wrapped in cling film, wondering what it was. “Ven a quitarlo.” His face filled with excitement, knowing that you would love what he’d done. You walked over as he made room for you to stand in front of him by the counter. Your left hand rested on his bare chest, while your right gently peeled back the film on his chest.

Pulling back the film, your mouth dropped. Seeing your name on his chest placed above his heart. With a tiny crown above the last letter of your name. “Baby,” your eyes welled with tears, and Armando immediately comforted you knowing how much this meant to both you and him. “Shh, don’t cry babe,” He laughed a bit, loving the fact that you loved his new tattoo. “You always say your heart belongs to me, ahora lo mio te pertenece.” He placed a soft kiss on your forehead, whispering, “I love you.”

GLOSSARY !

Ven a quitarlo — Come pull it off.

Ahora lo mio te pertenece — Now mine belongs to you.

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armando is definitely the type with nothing to hide as well and it’s sooooooo attractive

like he’ll give you the passwords to everything in his phone even though you told him you don’t really care too much about what’s in his phone and you trust him

but once in a while you’ll ask to use his phone for something random and because he has nothing to hide he’ll literally just hand it to you no problem

“Babe, hand me your phone right quick I think my edges are lifting.”

“Here,” He handed his phone over to you with no cares in the world, continuing what he was doing before you’d asked him to use it.

“This damn gel, not buying this shit no more.” You frustratingly stated fixing your edges in the phone camera, Armando looking over at you from where he was sitting.

“Mama you look gorgeous, as always.” He admired you, staring at your face, making you flustered on the inside.

“Thank you baby.” You smiled.

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KISS ME — A. ARETAS ✩

ೃ⁀➷ SUMMARY; in which , you and Armando try a challenge where the first one to kiss the other loses. | FEAT. Armando Aretas x POC!fem!reader | TROPE established relationship | FORMAT oneshot | GENRE fluff | WARNINGS tiny bit suggestive | NOTES my first Armando oneshot ! enjoy ! also , i apologize if the Spanish isn’t great. i used google translate.

🎧 for an enhanced experience , listen to Every Kind of Way — H.E.R

10:00 PM

"Baby?" You called out into the apartment that you and Armando shared. You had been in bed, scrolling on your phone, while Armando was in the living room aimlessly clicking through Netflix. Getting out of bed, and making your way to the living room, you hear a faint "Hm?" from your boyfriend's lips as you make your way over to the couch to straddle his lap. As soon as you settled on his lap, he kissed you hello, put down the remote and moved his hands down to your lower back, caressing you gently before you asked him your question. "I saw this challenge on TikTok, I wanna try." You spoke softly, before continuing on. "We have to look into each other's eyes, and whoever looks away or kisses the other first, loses." Armando let out a chuckle before speaking. His hands migrated from your back to your thighs, still caressing them lightly.

"¿Estás segura de eso mamá? You know you fold under pressure." His sleepy voice rang through your ears, to which you chucked lightly. "I'm sure, we'll see who folds first." You teased, knowing damn well that he would win. "¿Estás lista?" He spoke in that condescending tone, knowing his effect on you and how easily he could make you flustered. "Mhm," you hummed in response, looking into his eyes determined to prove him wrong. The way he stared so intently at you was like he was staring through your soul. It made you feel like you were naked, even though you were fully clothed. His hands wandered from your thighs, up to your lower back, while his right hand softly caressed your ass. Your arms were around his neck as you straddled him on the couch, trying your best not to look away, even though he was making you feel so hot. The way he stared up at you, and licked his lips made you want to give in. Give in to his touch and just let him have his way with you, but that’s what he wanted. And still, you were determined to be unpredictable and prove his cocky ass wrong.

“¿Sabes, te ves tan hermosa bebé?” He spoke in that deep, gruff voice of his that was like music to your ears. His words made you flustered, causing you to look away to the side and hide your face giggling. To which he chuckled as well, seeing you get all shy on him. His left hand gently grabbed your jaw to force you to look at him again. “Te dije.” He spoke, with that cocky voice and a proud grin, knowing that he still makes you nervous. “Yeah, yeah, whatever.” Your eyes rolled, causing him to chuckle. “Come here,” He pulled you in softly and kissed you slow, his hands wandering your body as your hands went to play in his hair. “Te amo.” He muttered into the kiss as you smiled against his lips before pulling away. “I love you too.”

GLOSSARY !

¿Estás segura de eso mamá? - You sure about that mama?

¿Estás lista? - are you ready?

¿Sabes, te ves tan hermosa bebé? — Do you know, you look so beautiful baby?

Te dije - I told you.

Te amo — I love you.

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armando headcanons of him as a bf ?

HEADCANONS — A. ARETAS ✩

ೃ⁀➷ SUMMARY; in which , these are my hottakes on how i think armando is as a bf. | FEAT. Armando Aretas x POC!fem!reader | TROPE established relationship | FORMAT headcannons | GENRE fluff | WARNINGS tiny bit suggestive | NOTES my man my mannnnn

` definitely the type to spoil you even if you protest against it

“Bebé déjame mimarte.”

“No, that necklace is too expensive,”

“Sabes que te lo voy a comprar de todos modos, mamá.”

` he’s a quiet man, so you two often just cuddle in silence

“Te amo” Armando whispered as you laid on his chest, his hands gently caressing your back.

` so overprotective its crazy

` always keeping an eye on you in public

` he’s not into pda, but when you two finally get alone, wheeew

“He querido arrancarte ese vestido toda la noche mamá” Armando grunted as he closed and locked the front door of your shared apartment.

“¿Qué te detiene?” You smirked in return.

` the two of you will try and do a movie night, but end up making out instead

Armando’s hands caressed every square inch of your body, as he went from caressing your back to your ass, while you straddled him on the couch the two of you were on. Your lips perfectly molded to his, as you rock your hips on his, causing him to groan into the kiss. “A la mierda la película.” He groaned, picking you up and carrying you to the bedroom as you giggled in his arms.

` will teach you how to defend yourself on his days off

` 100% openly stares at what’s his

` will definitely fix your attitude

“Armando I’m not going to sit down, what the fuck?” You irritatingly stated, trying to find something on your phone after having a disagreement with him.

“No te lo voy a preguntar ni a decirte más, ven a sentarte.” He sternly said, in his calm, yet assertive voice.

` curses in spanish all the time and it’s so hot

` will say the most basic and everyday things but it gets you weak in the knees every time

GLOSSARY !

Bebé déjame mimarte — Baby, let me spoil you.

Sabes que te lo voy a comprar de todos modos, mamá. — You know I’m going to buy it for you anyway, mama.

Te amo — I love you.

He querido arrancarte ese vestido toda la noche mamá — I’ve wanted to rip that dress off of you all night mama.

¿Qué te detiene? — What’s stopping you?

A la mierda la película — Fuck the movie.

No te lo voy a preguntar ni a decirte más, ven a sentarte — I’m not going to ask you or tell you again, come sit down.

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SERIOUSLY? — A. ARETAS ✩

ೃ⁀➷ SUMMARY; in which , you and armando get into an argument. | FEAT. Armando Aretas x POC!fem!reader | TROPE established relationship | FORMAT oneshot | GENRE angst | WARNINGS none | NOTES id be scared to get into it w him nolie

12:01 AM

Pissed was an understatement for how you felt. Tonight was the night of a big event that was important to you. You and Armando had been planning outfits for weeks prior to this event, but at the last minute he texted you saying, “Lo siento mamá, can’t make it tonight.” No explanation or anything. To which you very angrily responded, “Are you serious, Armando? I’m literally already at the event.” No response. He left you to fend for yourself in a room full of high-class people that you don’t even know, for several hours. So here you were, driving to Armando’s apartment at midnight with no cares in the world.

As you stormed to his apartment door, you knocked angrily, part of you still pissed off, and the other, worried if he’s okay. As soon as he opened the door he sighed, he could tell that you were upset. You walked inside and he closed and locked the door behind you, situating your purse and things on the counter as you stood there staring at him in disbelief. “So you’re sighing cause you know you fucked up right? Big time.” You finally spoke up, your voice cutting through the dead silent room.

“Bebé-“

“No, don’t ‘babe’ me Armando! You knew that this event was important to me and you blew it. For what?” Your voice cracked, signaling to Armando that he really did fuck up. He hates seeing you cry, and being the one causing your emotion was a whole different ballpark. He walked towards you, trying to hold you, but you rejected his advances. “Don’t touch me please.” Your eyes welled with tears threatening to fall. You looked up at him, “Why?”

“They needed me at the station, it took longer than expected-“ He saw you scoff and roll your eyes as you tried to keep your composure.

“I’m so sorry mamá, I know this event was important to you.” He tried to caress your arms again, in some sort of attempt to comfort you before you started to cry, but it didn’t work, because tears were already falling. “mamá no llores,” He took the sleeve of the hoodie he was wearing and wiped some of the tears off of your face.

“You knew this was important, and you blew it off to go hang out with Marcus and your dad at the station? Are you kidding?” Your voice was scarily calm now, and he had no idea of what to say to you.

“I need air,” you shrugged his arms off of you and grabbed your things, he tried to hold your arm as you walked away, but you snatched it back and kept it pushing. Unlocking the front door and opening it before stepping out. “Bebé-“ Armando watched as you walked out of the door, not turning back. Wondering how on earth he was going to fix this. He walked out of the door behind you, knowing that he could catch up easily, you were much shorter than him, so one step for you was like ten steps for him. “Bebé, c’mere,” he spoke, still walking behind you in the hallway of his apartment complex. You stopped and turned around looking defeated, your makeup was ruined, mascara smudged all over the place, your eyes tinted a little red. He couldn’t stand the sight of seeing you this way. Especially when he’s the one who hurt your feelings. As your partner it’s his job to protect you from being hurt, and instead, he caused it, which didn’t sit well with him. “C’mere,” he motioned for you to come toward him, and you did, because despite how you felt, you still loved him. You walked right into his arms, crying into his chest as he rubbed your back, letting you know that he was there. In a world full of uncertainty, he was your constant. “I deeply apologize, princesa. Work got in the way and it won’t happen again. You always show up for me, and I’m promising you now, that I will do the same. Te amo mucho, eres mi todo y duele verte llorar por mi culpa.” He spoke gently, placing a soft kiss on your head, still rubbing your back.

“I forgive you, and I love you too.“ You mumbled into his chest.

“I think I got makeup on your shirt.” You sniffled, looking up at him as he chuckled lightly.

“It’s all good baby.” He placed a peck on your lips and pulled you into his arms once again.

GLOSSARY !

Lo siento mamá — I’m sorry mama.

Bebé — Babe.

Princesa — Princess.

Te amo mucho, eres mi todo y duele verte llorar por mi culpa. — I love you so much, you’re my everything. It hurts to see you crying because of me.

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WHERE WERE YOU IN THE MORNING? — A. ARETAS ✩

ೃ⁀➷ SUMMARY; in which , you armando spend a slow morning together for the first time in a while. | FEAT. Armando Aretas x POC!fem!reader | TROPE established relationship | FORMAT drabble | GENRE fluff | WARNINGS none | NOTES what i would giveeee just to spend one morning with himmm 😫

🎧 for an enhanced experience , listen to Where Were You in the Morning — Shawn Mendes

9:00 AM

The warm sunlight filled the bedroom as your eyes fluttered open, your head still lying on Armando’s chest. His arms were wrapped around your torso as one of his hands rubbed your back gently, providing you comfort. You moved your head slightly, trying not to wake up your sleepy boyfriend, and placed a gentle kiss on his collarbone. You hummed softly, snuggling your head back into the place it originally was. You loved spending mornings together at your place, the two of you hardly got to wake up together anymore because of Armando’s busy schedule now that he was working alongside his dad. So you cherished every moment like this. He began to stir out of his sleep, and placed a gentle kiss on the top of your head. “Buenos días, mamá.” He mumbled in that sleepy voice of his, letting you know that he was awake. “Good morning baby, I didn’t mean to wake you.” You lovingly caressed his chest in an attempt to coax him back to sleep. He hummed quietly, still rubbing your back with his hands. The two of you stayed like this for a while, enjoying the quiet hum of the ac, the birds outside, the pure peace of it all. The two of you weren’t really morning people, so you appreciated the silence. Being in his arms was your favorite place, it made you feel content in knowing that he was yours, and you were his. “¿Cómo has dormido?” His drowsy voice filled the silent room, “The best I’ve slept in a while, actually.” He chuckled quietly, “And why’s that?” He hummed, “Because I got to sleep with you.” You smiled to yourself, getting up from the position you were lying in and moving to sit on top of him so you were now looking down at him, resting your hands on his chest. His hands paused, waiting for you to get comfortable, then placing them on your ass, rubbing it slowly. “I’m gonna go shower.” You mumbled and placed a soft peck to his lips before getting off of him and walking towards the bathroom. “Such a tease,” he mumbled staring at you as you left the room, causing a light chuckle to escape your lips.

GLOSSARY !

Buenos días, mamá. — Good morning, mama.

¿Cómo has dormido? — How’d you sleep?

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the way i would let this man toss me around like a ragdoll

[shurisgf]

i can’t stop thinking about him omg ,

Armando carefully traced every inch of your body, making sure that not one part went untouched. His large frame was on top of yours as he leaned down and trailed kisses from your neck down to your collarbone. He was going too slow for your liking, you needed him. Now. And he knew that, that’s why he was teasing you. His hand moved dangerously close to your clit, leaving you longing for more. Still, he trailed kisses from your collarbone to your lower stomach, where he stopped to look up at you for a moment, all needy for his cock. You were a moaning mess, overwhelmed by his pleasure. “Sigue haciendo esos bonitos sonidos para mí princesa.” He spoke in that calm sexy voice of his, as his fingers began to rub your clit nice and slow, taking his time with you. “Bebé, please-“ your incoherent words were cut off by armando’s fingers pumping inside of that wet pussy he loved so much. Your moans began to get louder as you laid there, overstimulated from the fast pace of his fingers thrusting in and out of you. You could feel your climax getting closer and closer by the second, trying to chase your own high, as you felt him stop his motions. You whined loudly when you felt him stop, causing Armando to chuckle a bit. “Shhh, nena ven aquí.” He gently turned you over in missionary, lining his thick cock at the entrance of your wet pussy, pushing it in roughly, earning a hard moan from both of you. “Joder, te sientes tan bien, toda apretada para mí mamá.” All you could give him was a weak moan in response. He thrusted at a fast pace, determined to give you the climax he didn’t give you before. As he thrusted, you arched your back in an attempt to feel the entire length of his cock. “Mierda-“ he grunted,

“Fuck! Armando-“ You whined out, desperately trying to let him know that you were close. Your walls clenched around his dick, earning a moan from Armando’s lips.

“I know, bebita, cum for me, yeah?” His own thrusts were getting sloppier as he sped up his pace, “Oh my g-“ you tried to get the words out, but your high came crashing down, as you covered his dick completely. Your own orgasam triggered his, as he slowed down his thrusts, before pulling out and releasing his seed on your ass. You instantly fell on the mattress and turned over so that you were on your stomach. Every bone in your body was weak.

He looked down at you, all fucked out and heavy breathing, tear stains on your cheeks from all of his overstimulation and leaned down to place a soft kiss on your cheeks. “Lo hiciste tan bien por mí mamá, let’s get in the shower, hm?” He whispered in your ear. You weakly nodded as he picked you up and moved towards the bathroom.

GLOSSARY !

Sigue haciendo esos bonitos sonidos para mí princesa. — Keep making those pretty sounds for me princess.

Bebé — Babe/Baby.

Nena ven aquí — Baby come here.

Joder, te sientes tan bien, toda apretada para mí mamá. — Fuck, you feel so good, all tight for me mama.

Mierda — Fuck.

Bebita — Babygirl.

Lo hiciste tan bien por mí mamá. — You did so well for me mama.

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ECSTASY — A. ARETAS ✩ (1)

ೃ⁀➷ SUMMARY; in which , armando can’t keep his eyes off of his favorite dancer. So he takes matters into his own hands. | FEAT. Armando Aretas x BLACK!fem!reader | TROPE situationship ish? | FORMAT series | WARNINGS strip club, cursing, use of the n word | NOTES AYE WE IN THE STRIP CLUB YAWLLL 😜 thank you to the sweet soul who requested this!! literally had the time of my life writing this

🎧 for an enhanced experience , listen to the playlist selected below ;

` The Motto — Drake

` Truffle Butter —Nicki Minaj

` My n***a — YG

` What We Doin’ — City Girls

` Run Away — Chris Brown

` Pressurelicious — Megan Thee Stallion

` Throw Sum Mo — Rae Sremmurd

` FTCU — Latto

` Thooties — Dee Bills & Jenn Carter

` Ride — YK Osiris

` Cut ‘Em Off — Femme It Forward & Kiana Ledé

` No Frauds — Nicki Minaj

` Point Me 2 — FendiDa Rappa & Cardi B

` FTCU — Nicki Minaj

11:30 PM

“It’s packed tonight y’all. Make sure to keep it cute,” You announced, walking into the back room where everyone was getting ready. Your friends laughed at your statement as they continued their last minute touches, “Listen to her please. Last time it was packed Mercedes tripped and knocked over like 6 bottles of Casamigos.” Jade side eyed Mercedes from where she was standing. Earning a chuckle from you, who was now sitting at your station, finishing up last minute makeup, and making sure you had on the right heels. The loud music blaring through the club vibrated the walls, creating a muffled sound inside of the room.

Finally satisfied with how you looked, you walked over to the table with the other girls, while Jade came in with a round of shots, “It’s showtime bitches!” She smiled brightly as everyone took a shot from the tray. You threw your head back and drank the shot fast, feeling the alcohol hitting the back of your throat. Shaking off the feeling, you took one last glance in the mirror and began to walk out of the room with the rest of the girls.

The lights were a mix of purple and punk hues, music blaring through the speakers as you walked over to the stage and signaled to the dj that you were ready for your set.

“Aight now, we got one of our most fabulous girls ready to get on stage,” the dj announced whilst still controlling the music. “Show ‘em what you got Star!” He shouted, hyping you up as you entered the stage. You decided to dance to Run Away by Chris Brown, swaying your hips effortlessly as you walked towards the pole. That’s where you noticed the fine ass man you’d never seen in the club before. It looked like he was paying close attention to your movements as you mounted the pole gracefully, doing a couple turns, and making sure to keep your movements loose and fluid. Your neon pink bralet and matching thong glowed in the led lights, highlighting your body’s movements on the pole. You swirled down the pole in a hypnotizing motion and slapped your ass once you got to the bottom, looking out at the crowd. The man was still there, biting his lips as he eyed you up and down. You were used to men looking at you that way, but something about the way he stared made you feel like he was staring into your soul. Men were throwing 20’s and 50’s at you, so you made an effort to bend down and pick up the money in a seductive manner. A sweet lesbian couple also gave you a couple 100’s, which always made your day, because they were regulars. When you turned your attention back to the crowd, the man was gone. So you shrugged it off and continued to dance.

Finishing your set, you swayed your hips and walked off of stage so that the next dancer could do her set. Before you could make it to the back, your shift manager told you that a guy paid for a private 30-minute session with you, and to do what you do best, make him come back. You told her that you would head over there after counting the tips you made on stage and putting it away. To which she nodded, and told you to hurry and don’t keep him waiting.

You thought that it was just a random man, maybe a regular that bought private sessions with you before. Walking into the room, you could obviously tell that you were wrong. It was that fine ass man that was sitting in the crowd earlier. He sipped his drink as you walked into the room, closing the door behind you. He was manspreading on the couch, the tent in his pants telling you all you needed to know. You made him hard while you were on stage earlier, which is why he wanted a private session. Men were too easy to figure out. “Ven aquí, sexy.” He spoke up, wanting you to come over to him. So you did as he said, swaying your hips as you walked to him, knowing exactly what he wanted. When you reached him, you straddled him on the couch, beginning to give him a lap dance. Rocking your hips against his, he groaned out, clearly enjoying himself, throwing his head back in pleasure before speaking up. He gently held your hips, causing you to stop your motions. Looking up at you with those sexy ass eyes of his. “Let me see that pretty ass, mama.” He spoke in a calm, but weirdly menacing tone that made you feel flustered on the inside. You stood up and twerked in front of him, moving your ass in all the right ways, as you bent down and continued your motions. “Fuck, you’re so beautiful mama, why haven’t I come here sooner.” He scoffed, his comment making you laugh a bit. You turned around and bent down to his knees, looking up at him in his eyes. Rubbing on his thighs as you continued to move your body sensually. “I don’t know, but I’d love to see your face in the crowd more often.” You playfully flirted with him, as he smirked at your comment. “C’mere pretty girl,” he spoke in that same tone. Taking a hold of your hips and gently turning you around, pulling you back against him, where he wanted you to be. You can’t lie, it was hot as fuck. So you complied and passionately moved your ass against his lap once again, earning yet another satisfied groan from his lips. You were enjoying yourself, before your security knocked and opened the door, telling you that your 30 minutes were over. A part of you was disappointed, but you were on the clock and had no time to play games. So you got up and made sure to look back at him, whispering “Sorry handsome,” before leaving the room.

2:23 AM

By the end of the night, you and the other girls were in the back, counting money, when you saw a paper tucked into your thong band. Taking it out, you opened it to find a note from the man you had a private session with. It read; “Let me return the favor.” along with his name and number at the bottom. You smiled and chuckled to yourself before tucking the note away in your belongings, he must’ve slipped the note there when he grabbed your hips. “Y’all know that fine ass nigga that was sitting in section 5?” You questioned your friends who were still busy counting cash. “You talkin’ bout the one with the fresh haircut and that sexy ass goatee?” Mercedes questioned you. Everyone laughing at her comment. “Yeah, him.” You continued to count the rest of your money, “What about him?” Coco chimed in, wanting to know the tea. “His name is Armando.” You spoke out, your simple reply confusing everyone in the room. “And how the fuck do you know that?” Mercedes protested, confused as to how you managed to get the dude’s name. “The slick bitch got a private session with him, that’s how.” Jade aired out all your business, the room erupting in shock. You smiled to yourself, continuing to count your cash from the rest of the night. “What the fuck?,” Mercedes walked over to your station, eyeing you down, waiting for you to tell her what happened. But when she saw you still focused on counting your money, she spoke up again. “Well what the hell happened?”

“Just a lap dance, that’s all.” You lied straight through your teeth, not bothering to tell the girls that he was hard as a rock while you danced on him.

“You gave that fine mothafucka’ a lap dance?” Mercedes’s questioned, looking back at the other girls, making sure they heard the same damn thing she just heard.

“You lucky bitch”, “I been plotting on that nigga all night,” Coco added. Everyone turning to glare at her. “What?” She said in a shocked tone, placing her hand on her chest as if she felt offended.

“We all know you wanted that nigga, you a hoe,” Jade damn near spit out her drink as Mercedes rolled her eyes, turning her attention back to you after making her comment.

“She got a point though, last time you had a private session, the security said you was tryna’ do more than dance.” You spoke up, counting the last of your cash and putting it away.

“Girl fuck the security guard, he won’t talkin’ bout nothing.” Coco expressed, rolling her eyes at the both of you.

“Aight, I’m finna go, I don’t got time to play with y’all.” You spoke, grabbing your jacket and bag, getting ready to leave for the night. Before you walked out the door, Mercedes added, “Let us know if he come back.”

“I will.” You laughed, walking out the door saying bye to everyone.

As you walked out, you could still hear Mercedes’s loud voice, “Can’t believe she got to give that nigga a lap dance.” Laughing to yourself as you walked out of the front door.

What a fucking night.

GLOSSARY !

Ven aquí — Come here.

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part 2

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[shurisgf]

how do you think armando would react if he is in love with the reader, but she shows no sign of feeling the same way, (he's so devoted when it comes to the reader) And he'd like to know if she feels the same way as him 💗 🛐 ✨

Love you 💗

ANTI-ROMANTIC — A. ARETAS ✩

ೃ⁀➷ SUMMARY; in which , armando is quite literally obsessed with you and decides to confess. | FEAT. Armando Aretas x POC!fem!reader | TROPE friends to lovers | FORMAT headcannons | GENRE fluff | WARNINGS none | NOTES such a cute request ! i hope i portrayed it well ! 🥹 also idc what yall say , armando IS a lover boy !!!

“Hermosa, let’s go.” Armando spoke in that calm tone he always did, waiting for you to come out of the bathroom you were getting ready in. “Armando, didn’t I tell you to stop calling me those nicknames when I have no idea what it means?” You shouted through the bathroom door, whilst putting on jewelry and adding last minute touches to your makeup. You could hear his sly chuckle through the bathroom door. “Sorry, cariño,” He chuckled. he could hear your disapproving scoff on the other side of the bathroom door. He’d stood outside of the bathroom for the last 45 minutes, refusing to leave you alone. You and Armando had worked together along with Mike and Marcus in AMMO. Fortunately, all of you had a breakthrough on a case you’d been working for the last 3 months, and the team is going out to celebrate. Armando volunteered to drive you.

He’d been in love with you since the day he joined the team, but because of his cold demeanor and his pride, he never thought of a way to tell you. So he stuck to calling you nicknames in Spanish that you don’t understand, just so he could have a sliver of what it felt like to be with you. It also didn’t’t help that you were incredibly hard to read, and usually Armando could read anyone. That’s what made him so drawn to you in the first place. Little did he know that you felt the same way about him, but you’ve been waiting on him to make the first move.

As you unlocked the bathroom door and stepped out into the hallway where Armando was standing, he couldn’t help but stare at you, up and down, scanning your entire body. It made you feel weak, the way he stared at you so intently made your knees buckle and left you craving for more of him. But your relationship as friends was so great, so why fix something that isn’t broken? “You look beautiful,” Armando spoke softly, finally breaking the tension in the air, causing you to smile and avoid his gaze. You wore a sultry red dress that hugged your curves perfectly and showed just the right amount of cleavage. Your hair was in a slicked bun, and to finalize the look, you had on a red lipstick that made your entire look pop. “Thank you, Armando.” You looked up at him, which made him curse under his breath. “Fuck,” He sighed, “C’mere,” He stood up from his position leaning on the door frame and walked toward you, taking both of your hands in his, as you continued to look up at him nervously. He caressed your arms gently while he thought of the right words to say. “I’m going to tell you something, and you don’t have to feel pressured to say anything back, I know how you are princesa.” He spoke gently, staring into your eyes with a look you’d never seen before. He was always so gentle with you, not wanting to hurt you or put you in harm’s way. “Mhm” You hummed in response. “I’ve loved you since the day I started working in AMMO. I’d never said anything because I didn’t know how you’d react. But seeing you in this gorgeous dress, I realized I had to take a chance and tell you.” You couldn’t believe the words coming out of his mouth. He was saying all of the right words, and this whole time the two of you could have been together. “This isn’t an ultimatum, I’m not rushing you into anything, I just needed to tell you. Of course you don’t have to answer right now, if you need time I’m more than willing to-“ His words were cut off by your lips connecting to his, and instantly he kissed you back. The both of you had been waiting on this moment for years, and now that it was finally here, you weren’t letting it go any time soon. His hands wandered along your body, caressing your back gently, while your hands were all in his hair, messing it up completely. You pulled away gently, and kept your forehead against his lips, where he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, holding you close to him in a tight hug, not wanting to let you go.

“Armando, I love you too.”

GLOSSARY !

Hermosa — Beautiful.

Cariño — Sweetheart.

Princesa — Princess.

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[shurisgf]

i feel like armando is such a munch , like srsly …

“Por favor, déjame hacerte sentir bien mamá.” He begged. Armando wasn’t one for begging, but after seeing you in that skin tight dress he needed you. Bad. He was currently rubbing on your body from behind while you got ready for bed in the bathroom mirror. His hands started on your lower stomach and found their way lower causing you to shudder under his hot touch. “Déjame amarte hermosa,” his hands traveled up to your arms, brushing his hands up and down them lovingly. He then placed a tender kiss to your shoulder and trailed kisses all the way up your neck until he whispered in your ear. “Por favor,” you could see his needy desperate eyes in the mirror, eyeing you up and down. Fuck, how could you say no to him?

GLOSSARY !

Por favor, déjame hacerte sentir bien mamá. — Please, let me make you feel good mama.

Déjame amarte hermosa — Let me love on you beautiful.

Por favor — Please.

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pt. 2

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ECSTASY — A. ARETAS ✩ (2)

ೃ⁀➷ SUMMARY; in which , armando can’t keep his eyes off of his favorite dancer. So he takes matters into his own hands. | FEAT. Armando Aretas x BLACK!fem!reader | TROPE situationship ish? | FORMAT series | WARNINGS strip club, cursing, use of the n word, sex | NOTES WE BACK AT THE STRIPP AYE 😜

✩ this is part two of a series , you can find part one here.

🎧 for an enhanced experience , listen to the playlist selected below ;

` The Motto — Drake

` Truffle Butter —Nicki Minaj

` My n***a — YG

` What We Doin’ — City Girls

` Run Away — Chris Brown

` Pressurelicious — Megan Thee Stallion

` Throw Sum Mo — Rae Sremmurd

` FTCU — Latto

` Thooties — Dee Bills & Jenn Carter

` Ride — YK Osiris

` Cut ‘Em Off — Femme It Forward & Kiana Ledé

` No Frauds — Nicki Minaj

` Point Me 2 — FendiDa Rappa & Cardi B

` FTCU — Nicki Minaj

It’s been one week since your first private session with Armando. He’d been coming in frequently, coming to see his favorite dancer. He’d tip you large amounts of money each time he came in. He was your favorite regular, never making you feel uncomfortable in any way, and always making sure that whatever he asked for, you felt comfortable doing. Over the short time you two have known each other, you got to know each other quite well, and have maintained a flirty relationship with each other. You’d find yourself making short conversation while dancing for him.

Tonight was no different, as you walked towards the room where you normally did your sessions with Armando. Mercedes stopped you, “Coco wants to know if you can cover her stage while she fixes her shoes, she broke ‘em on stage.”

“I would but I can’t, got a hot date with my man.” You joked, continuing to walk to the room he was waiting in. Mercedes laughed it off. “Girl, you a mess.” She continued laughing as she walked away, looking for someone else to cover Coco’s stage. Tonight you wore a red laced bra and a matching red thong, with some skimpy red heels. You always loved dressing up in pretty lingerie, it was your favorite part of the job, and Armando loved seeing you in your outfits. He even picked out a favorite set and asked you to wear it a few times. And of course you did, wanting to make his experience at the club memorable.

Walking into the room, he immediately whistled, making you smile as you closed the door behind you. “This might be my new favorite,” he sat there, eyeing you up and down as you walked over to him.

“You look so sexy mama.” He noticed the slight smile forming on your lips.

“Can I get a spin babygirl?” Nodding your head, you spun around slowly, making sure he had time to see every inch of your body. “Fuck, c’mere.” He tapped his. lap, inviting you to sit on him. You walked over and slowly lifted your legs, straddling his lap, as you looked down at him in his eyes. A sight that he loved. His right hand rested on your ass, while his left was preoccupied rubbing your lower back. “When you gonna let me return the favor?” He spoke in that same sexy voice of his that you loved so much. You began to whine your hips against him, “You sure you can handle all this?” You bit your lips, tossing your head back as you continued your movements on him. “No me pongas a prueba mamá, haré que tu bonito trasero se incline sobre un mostrador gritando mi nombre.” His simple words left butterflies in your stomach as you tried to keep your composure. But hell, you were getting tired of pretending like you didn’t want him.

That’s why you were at his apartment at 3 AM, bent over his kitchen island, his thick cock pounding you from behind. Your eyes rolled as he pounded into the same spot, the repetition making your knees weak. “Armando-“ you moaned his name, driving him crazier. His free hand supporting your hip so you didn’t fall. “I can’t- too much-“ you cried, trying to get the words out, but all you could say were those two phrases, too focused on the way he was making you feel. “Shh, puedes llevarlo mamá.” He guided your hips as he deepened his strokes, pressing his hand to your lower stomach, feeling himself pumping in and out of you. You were a sloppy moaning mess against the counter, trying to keep yourself upright, but he was making it so damn hard. “You like it when my dick fills you up like this? Hm?” He grunted, looking down at your ass clapping against his skin. “Joder mamá me vuelves loca.” Your sweet moans and soft claps filling the room. You reached a free hand down to your clit, rubbing it at just the right pace. “Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!” You threw your head back in pleasure. “Armando- I’m so close, please-“ you whined out, trying to warn him of your incoming orgasam, “Lo tienes mamá.” His sexy voice ringing through your ears was all you needed. Creaming all over his cock as he sped up his pace, chasing after his own climax. The overstimulation was killing you, tears falling from your eyes as you continued to whine, blurting out incoherent words. “Shhh mamá, esto es lo que querías, right?” He teasingly asked you, slightly chuckling at you taking his thick cock against the counter. All fucked out and barely able to speak. Your walls clenched around him, “Fuck!” He groaned, pulling out and releasing his seed on your ass. Heavy breathing filled the room. His hands still holding you steady so that you didn’t fall. “Te ves tan bonita toda jodida en mi mostrador.” He turned you around and picked you up, hearing you whining at his actions. “Shh mama, I’m gonna clean you up.”

Your phone was filled with 15 missed calls from the other girls at the club, wondering why you dipped out as soon as your last set was over with. Little did they know you had found your way to Armando’s apartment after your last dance, letting him return the favor.

GLOSSARY !

No me pongas a prueba mamá, haré que tu bonito trasero se incline sobre un mostrador gritando mi nombre — Don’t test me mama, I’ll have your pretty ass bent over a counter screaming my name.

Puedes llevarlo mamá — You can take it mama.

Joder mamá me vuelves loca — Fuck, mama you drive me crazy.

Lo tienes mamá — You got it mama.

Mamá, esto es lo que querías — Mama, this is what you wanted.

Te ves tan bonita toda jodida en mi mostrador — You look so pretty all fucked out on my counter.

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