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[generaldavila]

NO EN MI NOMBRE: YO EL REY. Rafael Dávila Álvarez

Partamos del artículo 99 de la Constitución: Después de cada renovación del Congreso de los Diputados, y en los demás supuestos constitucionales en que así proceda, el Rey, previa consulta con los representantes designados por los grupos políticos con representación parlamentaria, y a través del Presidente del Congreso, propondrá un candidato a la Presidencia del Gobierno. ¿Y? Claro que ante la…

[yunhoszn]

ateez & the carne

i think im pretty vocal about being latina bc im proud of being a brown queer woman #tripleminority but one of my favorite things to do is headcanon idols as latine and the teezers are no different so here’s how i think they would be at a carne + their latino names <3

@atzhouse @juyofans

𖥔 hongjoong would be a hit at the carne tbh. like alllll the tias would be on him asking him all these questions about what he does and stuff LOL he has the most latino energy imo and i feel like he would be chopping it up spilling chisme and learning all the family drama 😭 his latino name is hector btw.

𖥔 seonghwa would also be a tia favorite. they would NAWT be leaving him alone i fear… they’d get him in the cumbia circle QUICK brother isnt leaving without dancing to el baile del gorila by massore at least once. i feel like he’d love the music yk? his latino name is sebastián.

𖥔 yunho… sweet sweet yunho… everyone loves him bc he’s so kind and respectful. the only reason he wouldn’t be hounded by the tias is bc all the little cousins are HOARDING HIM TO PLAY WITH THEM!! he’ll take a break to eat and the kids are like NOOOOOO COME BACK :(( and it’s so cute. but his favorite part is obviously all the meat LMFAOOO his latino name is diego.

𖥔 yeosang is a family favorite. an all rounder if u will. he would make his way around the whole backyard to meet everyone bc he wants to know the whole family </3 he would get along best with the older cousins and their s/os i feel bc he’s so funny and so polite. his latino name is rafael.

𖥔 san is also a family favorite. he gets along with the tios most bc yk… beefy man and they wanna see what all the hype is about. the older male cousins are asking him his workout routine and EVERYTHING LLWMSKWNE but also like yun, the little cousins are dragging him to play with them and whining when he takes a break. the tias are gushing about how handsome he is. his latino name is santiago.

𖥔 mingi is another tia favorite! he’s tall and handsome and his stupid jokes makes them CACKLE they jajajaja the night away with him. but the older cousins are also invested BC he’s so funny LOL i’m picturing him in a setting with my own family and they’d also mess with him so much bc he’s gullible as shit 😭 but they’d love him trust <3 his latino name is miguel.

𖥔 wooyoung… now wooyoung is the type to jokingly flirt with the tias and they feed into it HELLA 😭 but he’s also super cool with the tios esp bc he likes cooking so he’s like learning alllllll the carne seasoning and marinating techniques and how to barbecue with them and that’s major brownie points for him. they’d coerce him into taking shots though bc that’s the only way to stop him from being a gremlin. his latino name is mateo.

𖥔 jongho #1 ladies man tbh the tias would think he’s so cute. he would probably feel a little overwhelmed at first bc carnes are LOUD and OBNOXIOUS and that’s just… not for him. but he would do anything to make his s/o happy and if that means attending these to win over ur family he will! he would kinda stick by his s/o’s side the whole time until he opens up and then he’s drinking with the older cousins and the tios like nothing! his latino name is josé.

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[cod-imagines-fanfiction]

Jealous Alejandro kidnaps Valeria's girlfriend to be interrogated by the 141 (2.3k words, part 2)

Summary: Valeria despairs when you don't answer her calls and immediately returns to her residence, only to find you gone. In the meantime, Graves presses you for information, and Alejandro starts to understand why Valeria hides you so well.

TW: mentions of cheating, toxic Valeria and very toxic Alejandro (OOC but I think it adds juicy drama, sorry for ruining him!). Mentions of death and violence. apologies for the imperfect Spanish, I've been using Google Translate! I titled this as 'Valeria's girlfriend' but I ended up writing them as kind of unofficially married. Link to part 1 Link to part 3 Link to A03

Valeria knew something was wrong when you didn't pick up the phone. In all your years together, she never had to call for you more than once, you were always at her beck and call. Her face turned to stone as the call went to voicemail, it felt like her heart stopped and then started again with fire and poison. In hindsight, she should have worried about your safety first, but unfortunately, her insecurities got the best of her. Anger seethed within her as she thought of all the ways you had betrayed her the moment she left you alone. Infidel! Her right-hand man Rafael was looking at you closely when she left, no? How could she be so blind as to trust you? Of course, you were jumping around with her men behind her back - you seemed all innocent and pure, but sure enough the viper within revealed itself and finally slithered out of her tight grasp. Immediately, she called Rafael to check up on the house, and when he also didn't pick up the phone, she cut her trip short and packed her bags. El Sin Nombre doesn't need to explain why she's leaving early! She commanded her business partners to figure it out amongst themselves as she went to her chopper and rushed home. Her hands shook as she navigated the helicopter, her mind unable to stop thinking of all the ways you were intertwined with Rafael on your marriage bed; desecrating your marriage vows. Of course this would happen. Why would fate let Valeria get away with the betrayal she'd inflicted on Alejandro? It was only right that her karmic debt would catch up with her.

It was as she was lowering her helicopter on the freshly cut grass of your home that she began to realise her devastating mistake. Doors were left open with the curtains billowing with the wind, broken glass from shattered windows littered the entryway and, worst of all, dried trails of blood lead a path from the house to the bushes. Her heart caught at her throat as her eyes roamed frantically from one catastrophic sign to the other. Guilt coiled around her stomach and she cursed her darkness for having doubted your loyalty when really, you were fighting for your life. "Mi esposa," Valeria whispered as rushed out of her helicopter, the blades still cutting the air as she ran indoors, not even bothering to be cautious of any enemies that could still be lurking within the shadows. She knew there were bodies dumped behind the green bushes that you so tenderly cared for, but she couldn't make herself check for you there. Part of her hoped you were smart and had the time to hide somewhere good, but she knew you were as helpless as a child when it came to things like this. You, who were so kind and good, left to fend for yourself. How could she possibly think you'd remain unharmed within this field of work? Valeria selfishly forced a divine light like you to live in the shadows with her, of course you'd get snuffed out eventually. If not by Valeria's own hand, her selfishness and greed, her need to possess and own you at all times, then by the selfish and greedy hands of others. All these thoughts rushed through her as she ran from one hallway to another, rushing to your part of the mansion. Memories of violence clung to your home like spiderwebs, she could see the struggle that ensued in the doors left open when you'd normally keep them closed. In the flower vase that you lovingly refilled every week that now lay on the floor shattered, shattered like her heart. The flowers lay on the floor, dying.

"Mi corazon...," she whimpered and came to a stop right before your bedroom door, one hand clutching her chest as she stood there, too afraid to step in and face your fate. She could only hear the wind catching on your curtains and the light humming of your electric blanket. She could already picture the catastrophe. You were in bed, lathering your lotions on, probably adjusting your night light because you were too afraid to sleep in the dark without Valeria next to you. You were all snuggled for bed, probably waiting for her call on the phone, when somebody came for you. "God, give me courage," she said as she stepped inside and lifted her eyes.

It was as if you evaporated into thin air. She saw the marks your body left on the bed where you lay on it and your phone was still there. Valeria's eyes scanned every inch of the space, no blood or other fluids were on any of the surfaces. You were either taken, or whatever happened to you happened elsewhere. All your belongings were still there. She didn't want to have false hope, so she willed herself to look at the bodies left by the bushes. She charged through the rest of the houses, taking note of all the mess. Her chopper was still on as she crossed the garden you tended to, the sweet smell of roses faintly covering the stench of blood lifting from the pile of bodies. Rafael was there, along with the rest of her men who manned the house in her absence. Treacherous relief washed through her because you were not there. This was the most devastating attack that Valeria had ever experienced in all her years and she could not think of anyone that hated her enough to do this. A rival cartel? Unlikely. They were violent criminals, sure, but they still kept a code of conduct amongst themselves. El Sin Nombre was the biggest competitor out there, no one was so stupid as to do this.

Valeria went to the security room and saw the CCTV footage. Her heart stopped when she saw an all-too-familiar figure invading her home. The tall, dark man cut through her men and made his way directly to where her wife lay. It's like he knew exactly where she was. "Alejandro?" Valeria's heart dropped as she watched Alejandro prepare to break the door and attack her wife, who was shrouded in a naive innocence where she could never comprehend the attack she was about to experience.

Angry tears threatened to spill from her glassy eyes as she saw Alejandro's hand grab you by the throat and drag you out of your marital bed. The same bed that you made love in every night, now permanently defiled with the way he violently dragged you out of it. Bruises from his fingers would have definitely formed on your soft skin by now, if you were still alive. Valeria watched on as Alejandro handcuffed her wife and pushed her through the hallways, saying something to her ear whilst parading her through the home she was supposed to be safe in. It was no coincidence that Alejandro stared directly at one of the cameras as he pushed her wife forward, looking directly at Valeria's eyes. This was no incidental operation; this was deliberate and malicious. More so, it was fucking personal. Yes, this was where Valeria ran her operation, but it was also the home you and her nested in so lovingly. And now it was trampled all over by men in uniforms, just like those fallen flowers. She forced herself to watch on as you were put in a helicopter and disappeared in the night sky.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "I hope you're ready to talk now, sweetheart." After a few hours of silence, the door to the container you were kept in opened, bringing in some rays of sunlight before shutting again. The American, whom you now knew was called Commander Graves, entered along with Alejandro. It had been many hours since your abduction, you had no way of telling how long exactly. But you were tired and restless, and cold. You thought they might move you to a cell at least, but they made no effort to transfer you out of the metal container. Too afraid to say anything when not spoken to, you sat still and waited. You wondered if Valeria had noticed your absence yet but even if she did, how could she find you? "I'm not sure what to tell you, sir." You remained polite hoping that courtesy would make up for your lack of talking. "Don't be like that, there's plenty to tell. How about we start with this little business trip of hers?" Graves circled around you, placing his hand on your shoulder before finally coming to a stop. " What'du hear about it?" Graves had many years of experience underneath his belt when it came to interrogation, especially the violent ones. And so did the 141. That was made very clear from the beginning. If this was any ordinary member of the cartel, they'd have buried them by now. But spouses were different; you hurt them and there'll be hell to pay. Even worse, there'll be no chance of making a deal with Valeria. "Like I said, I just know she went away for it, sir, that's all."

"Hm," he said and dropped his hand. He moved to stand right in front of you. "Well, you must know something. You know she's El Sin Nombre. You know she runs the biggest drug cartel in Latin America. You know she runs an international operation, you know she has friends in many places. What am I missing here?"

You looked up at him. "That's basically it, sir. It's a drug operation. But I don't know where it comes from, who her manufacturers are, or how she sells it. She doesn't deal with small details." Graves was starting to lose his patience, and not with her but with Alejandro. He couldn't understand why he insisted on extracting a housewife instead of the real deal. Here he was trying to gather intel on those Russian missiles with a trophy wife who hasn't had a day out of the kitchen, let alone discussions with the biggest terrorist organisation in the world. It was time to cut loose and make the call. "Hermano, take over for me will ya? I'll be right back." Graves walked away, wondering what General Sherperd will think of this whole situation.

You were alone with Alejandro now, who paced up and down the compound like a restless animal. You wondered to yourself how similar he was to Valeria, she had the exact same habit when she was stressed. They were very similar in temperament; too similar. Aggressive, hard-headed and dominant. Part of you gloated at the whole situation. Here was a Colonel of the Mexican Army, a well-decorated military man, wasting his time with you, someone quite irrelevant in the grand scheme of things, all because of- "Your wife," he said, disrupting your thoughts and you suddenly realised you were staring at him. "Is that correct?" He nodded at your ring finger. "Yes, sir," you replied timidly. He was exactly like Valeria, and it worked in your favour. You've spent so many years living with your partner that it was almost too easy to deal with people like her. People who could fill up a room with their presence; intimidating, powerful people who could hurt you badly. The sort of people who made the world go round. People, in other words, who could be domesticated.

Because violence and intimidation aren't the only ways to get what you want. Alejandro scoffed, "you've come a long way from that food stand, huh?" He looked at you with a faraway look in his eye, his mind having entered that shrouded area of the psyche where apparitions of the past hover, always eager to glide into the present in the form of memories. Your heart softened both at the memory he was referencing and because, at that moment, he seemed so pitifully sad, having lost himself in reminiscence.

Many years ago, you helped your Abuela run her restaurant in Las Almas, which stood very close to where the Mexican Army had its headquarters. Your Abuela was a genius in strategy and profited a lot from the laziness of soldiers who couldn't be bothered to cook for themselves but who also didn't want to eat whatever the Army served. And that's how you met Valeria, who was regularly sent by her teammates to fetch a group order. Valeria picked up the food because it was expected of her, an unfortunate burden of being one of the youngest women in her squad. But over time, she did it because it meant she got to see you. To everyone's surprise, when Valeria ran away to work for the cartel, that quiet girl in the small restaurant vanished too. "Alejandro." His eyes snapped back into yours. "Lo siento mucho. I really didn't know about you and Valeria. I am not that kind of person." You knew exactly what this was all about. Sure, they wanted to get El Sin Nombre and Valeria *was* the head of the biggest drug operation in the world. And she *has* made Las Almas dance to the rhythm of her tune for the past decade. But this was all just a big temper tantrum. And if you played your cards right, you could leave unscathed. You continued, "Whatever happens, I just wanted you to know that. I am truly sorry. I never meant to hurt anyone."

Something changed in his eyes. You could already picture what was about to happen. After your sincere self-flogging will come his pity, then the remorse. He might chuck you in a cell to show that he's treating you like the criminal collaborator that they all think you are, but soon enough he'll arrive bearing the fruits of forgiveness. Just like Valeria, you told yourself. Like moths to a flame. "Hm," he mumbled to himself, his eyes roaming all over you. "I get it now." He cocked his head to the side, "eres una cosa encantadora." At that moment, you felt a change in the air, something dark hovered between you two. It made you shiver.

"Tell me, Y/N. Have you ever been with a man?"

Hope you enjoy this part! Promised tags: @justmare @sleepiemain @caffeineliker @lesvii @silas-222 I'll bring Valeria and her partner together in part 3! I've also thought of a cute backstory for them that I want to get into :) also sorry for ruining Alejandro, i made him so toxic in this fic 😭

[sthavoc]

girl i love your blog

but maybe do you wanna do that enzo and reader meet due to lsdln with reader being the cinematographer for the film do what u want from there lol <3

༘ *🎥𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐓���𝐌𝐄 | ENZO VOGRINCIC

*๑՞ pairing: enzo x fem!cinematoprapher!reader

*๑՞ summary: Enzo and yours first time meeting on set.

*๑՞ warnings: banter, “pining”.

*๑՞ note: new theme!! thank you so much babes!<3 i’m sorry if I missed any grammar mistakes!

Being in the film industry has always been your dream. The idea that with a camera you could simply create magic. Art.

So being here, in this cast, meant everything to you, big opportunities would start coming your way if you did an amazing job and worked hard. You were never going to stop showering J.A with Thank you’s.

He sees the talent in people, and those exact people go big, they create history. The history of the cinema.

“Eh Bayona, ¿Le puedo preguntar algo?” You called for your boss’ attention.

When he approached you, he came towards you with a small furrow on his brows. “Déjate de la formalidad, J.A está bien. Y tutéame que no pasa nada.”

Your lips pulled their muscles for a smile at the kind gesture. “Bueno, J.A.” The name felt weird on your tongue, but it was just for you to get used to it. “¿Cómo quieres que le demos la toma cuando caen en el avión?” Your hands stayed on the handles of the camera, but your eyes scanned for answers in the director’s lensed ones.

J.A gave you a look, with his finger resting on his lips. “¿Tú que piensas?”

It had you shocked that a director like him was asking for your opinion. That wasn’t something that could happen to just anybody, so you had to be wise with your words.

You bit your lip, gathering all your ideas as quickly as you could. “Pues yo diría que podemos darle un zoom a varias partes de la escena. Darle ese toque para que la persona que está viendo la escena sienta que está ahí en ese momento. Obviamente con tanto metal de los asientos no puedes ver tanto.”

“Eres buena. Me gusta.” His words made your smile grow wider. You felt proud. The sound of his phone interrupted the both of you as he pulled out the device to read the new message. ��¿Tú no has conocido a Enzo verdad?���

You knew Enzo was the one that portrayed Numa, and narrated the story but you hadn’t had the chance to meet him. The times he would be around you would be in other places, experimenting with your camera, attempting to get new shots. You were given the chance to meet some of the other boys from the cast, but still not Enzo.

“Eh, no, todavía no.” You passed your hands through your overalls leaving the camera to be. “¿Por qué?”

“Ven que lo vas a conocer.” Bayona motioned for you to walk his way.

The both of you strode across the set, feeling the fake snow crumple and break into millions with every step both of you took. Your eyes were quick to take a glimpse of the ten boys you already knew about. Matias, Juani, Fran, Esteban, Simon, Agus, Valentino, Andy, Felipe, and Rafael. A small wave came their way from your part as your right hand rested on your back pocket.

“Hasta que te dignas dejarte ver.” Fran is the first to speak and give you a hug that swings both of you from left to right.

“Sí, hola chicos.” You rest your chin on Fran’s shoulder to peek at the rest of the guys who have already given you a small wave.

When you pulled away, there was another one, standing with the rest of the guys. Only this time you didn’t recognize him. His skin was toned, hair only resting above his ears, and he wore a plain grey t-shirt with black pants.

He must be Enzo.

And just as you spotted him, J.A’s voice startled you out of view. “Chaval hasta que te apareces.” He walked towards Enzo and rested his arm around him as much as he could.

You stood in your spot as you watched how the both of them walked your way. Your feet rocked back and forth waiting, and you noticed how Enzo had his eyes on you, ignoring everything J.A was telling him as if the sound had gone mute on him.

“Ella es T/N, la directora de fotografía.” Bayona introduced you to Enzo, it still felt weird hearing that title for you. “T/N, él es Enzo.”

Without a word, you extended your hand for him to shake, but you made sure to paint a smile on your lips to not appear serious. “Mucho gusto.”

“Igualmente.” You had already listened to his recorded audios for the film, but oh it couldn't compare to hearing him in person. You could hear the accent painting his words as it refreshed your memory. His voice was somehow deep but raspier at the same time.

It was strange that you had the chance to hear his voice but never see his face.

“¿Sos de aquí?” He questioned, already having an interest in you.

“Ehm no, no yo vengo de Nueva York. Estudio allá.” You informed, there was a soft glance on his part.

“Eh J.A, T/N, tenemos las cámaras listas solo necesitamos que den la última palabra.” A crew member interrupts the scene making all eyes go on him.

“Dale, chicos, nos vemos al rato.” J.A looked at the boys before his eyes landed on you, who gave him a small nod of agreement for the two of you to walk.

Enzo watched you disappear from the scene, where he stood with the rest of the guys. His frame stood still with his eyes focused on your back while you talked to J.A, doing all kinds of motions with your hands to what he thought were discussions from the scenes.

“Miren a este ya embobado con la mina.” Juani teases, his hand interlocked over his neck while he messes his hair up.

Enzo chuckled. “Para.” His tongue dragged the last word. “Que nada mas se me hizo linda.” There was a shrug on his part, but it looked like he had more questions. “Pero que no se ve muy chica?”

“Pues a nosotros nos había dicho que todavía está en la universidad, último año. Solo que J.A le dio la oportunidad de estar en este rodaje.” Matías informed, with a sense of knowledge in his voice.

Enzo kept Matias’ words in his mind. “¿Entonces esta sola acá?”

“¿Qué? ¿Le queres hacer compañía?” Valentino spoke this time, making a burst of laughter from all the guys fill the atmosphere.

Enzo rolled his eyes at all the teasing he was receiving from his part, “Solo estoy haciendo unas preguntas.” He defends, but Enzo knows that no matter how hard he tries to save himself from that position, the boys are not going to let him out of this one easily.

“Aha aha. Preguntas papi.” Pipe pats him on the back before he exits the scene walking toward where you and J.A last walked.

—

“¿Que te pareció Enzo?” J.A breaks all the concentration you had focused on your camera.

You remained your physical focus on the device, but your mind was already wandering towards your encounter with the man.

“Bien. Se ve que es buena persona.” You smiled not having anything bad to say about him, after all, you had just met him.

“Y lo es. Se van a llevar muy bien.” J.A pointed towards you, with his clipboard in hand, his voice was filled with confidence no other could possess.

You gave no response but still offered a kind smile to the man. Maybe he was right, from what you’ve heard about him he seemed like a kind, loving person to be around. Was mostly reserved to himself but was well-loved, and cared for others.

“Puede ser.” You finally spoke up. Your attention fell in the direction of the crowd of boys who were talking about whatever it was that had them arguing around.

Your eyes get caught with Enzo’s and all you can do is gift him a wave while your other hand rests on the handle of the camera. And you noticed that instead of him doing the same thing as all the boys, pushing each other and yelling, he seemed more calm and relaxed.

Maybe after all you guys would get along.

[cherryblogss]

ola minha queen, eu vi isso enquanto tomava café e me engasguei pq veio coisas mt podres na minha mente poluída😔🤝

vou separar a boiada em 3 grupos:

Os que a resposta é definitivamente não

Felipe Otaño, rei do drama e ciumento, iria fazer uma cena na hora que você começasse a falar, passaria por todas as fases do luto, te fazendo prometer que é uma brincadeira, porque ele realmente não quer compartilhar, só de pensar em um outro cara te beijando já sente vontade de chorar e vomitar. Após recusar, ele iria ficar magoadinho, mas não demonstraria muito se tivesse em um dia bom. Porémmmmm, se Pipão estiver em um dia ruim pode esperar o rajadão, ele ia ficar bravo contigo por um bom tempo, ficaria jogando indiretas e várias patadas pra ficar esperta que ele não compartilha MESMO.

Enzo Vogrincic é uma vadia? sim, mas é a sua vadia, mor. Ele realmente não vê o sentido de ter outro homem no meio da transa, até porque ele não tem interesse em fazer menages, te quer só pra ele e não tem medo de admitir. Iria reagir de uma forma mais tranquila que o Pipe, tentaria escutar suas razões mesmo que fosse dizer não, no fim, te fode a noite inteira até você não conseguir levantar no outro dia de tanta pica que tomou. - Imagino ele só olhando com aquela cara de deboche dele depois te perguntando se ainda quer outro homem🫢

grupo dos talvez

Fernando Contigiani me passa a vibe que quando vocês ainda ficavam sem nada sério, ele realmente gostava de te ver submissa a dois homens, te vendo ser levada ao limite e arrombada por duas picas (girly stuff🩷🩷🩷). Então, ele aceita se você sugerir, claro que a todo momento quem comanda tudo é ele e gozar dentro é só ele quem pode😍 mt romântico.

Esteban Kukuriczka pra mim o Esteban tem um jeitinho muito curioso e acho que passa pela cabeça dele como seria te dividir com outro homem. Queria ver como seria foder você com outra pessoa, além disso, o que mais dar prazer para ele é te dar prazer então seria uma situação excitante para ele de qualquer forma. Entretanto ☝️ ele só faria com algum amigo dele (os seus não pq tudo tem limite🫢) chamaria o enzo, fernando ou até mesmo o fran.

Matias Recalt este mano aqui pode ser o cão para os dois sentidos, ou ele vai na onda e adora a ideia, porque gosta muito de te ver burrinha por pica e gosta mesmo de experimentar coisas novas. MAS também tem o outro lado desse pinscher raivoso, se você sequer sugerir que acha outro homem bonito, ele já começa a te questionar e fazer drama, fica encucado com a ideia e procura em todo lugar quem é o homem que você quer comer além dele.

grupo do sim

Francisco Romero com certeza te apoiaria 100%, porque também é uma vontade dele. Ficaria ansioso só de surgir a imagem de vocês dois chupando um pau juntos ou ele e outro homem te fodendo na sua bucetinha 😔✊🏻 ele faria mil planos mirabolantes para acontecer da melhor forma possível e para você ficar confortável, bc acima de tudo ele quer te ver feliz e com prazer.

Simon Hempe com certeza!!! eu defendo mt a fic que ele é aquariano nato e amaria fazer todo tipo de safadeza, até gravaria para se masturbar depois e as vezes chamaria até outros dois homens. But i think que ele tem um ladinho possessivo, então provavelmente só ele poderia beijar sua boca ou gozar dentro.

Rafael Federman não sei, mas ele me passa uma vibe meio que se você perguntasse e já tivesse alguém em mente ele iria concordar. Tipo, pra ele não seria nada de extraordinário e apenas uma coisa de momento no relacionamento de vocês, até porque ele tinha curiosidade como seria ver outro homem te fodendo e observar todos os movimentos do seu corpo com clareza. Off que ele quase desmaiou quando você diz que ele podia treinar seu cuzinho pra receber pica🫶

[humanaaa]

Depois de um longo hiato devido a minha faculdade ter tirado meu tempo livre, acaba de ser lançado o décimo sétimo capítulo da tradução de Breaking Dawn da Anonymous Dentist!!

Três Coisas Neste Capítulo: 1. Quackity 2. Crepúsculo 3. Um lobo

Chapters: 18/?

Fandom: QSMP | Quackity SMP

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Relationships: Rafael Lange | Cellbit/Roier, Rafael Lange | Cellbit & Francisco Miguel | ForeverPlayer, Rafael Lange | Cellbit & Richarlyson (QSMP), Rafael Lange | Cellbit & Darryl Noveschosch | BadBoyHalo, Jaiden Animations & Roier

Characters: Rafael Lange | Cellbit, Roier (Video Blogging RPF), Richarlyson (QSMP), Francisco Miguel | ForeverPlayer, Darryl Noveschosch | BadBoyHalo, Jaiden Animations, Bobby (QSMP)

Additional Tags: Universo Alternativo - Elementos Sobrenaturais, Universo Alternativo - Moderno com Magia, Lobisomens, Violência Típica do Canon, Gore leve, flertes, Fluff romántico, Comédia Romantica, Mãos Dadas, Apelidos Carinhosos, angst leve, Outras Tags Adicionais Serão Adicionadas, Horror, tradução, Dividindo Roupas, Dividindo a Cama

Summary:

Cellbit é um caçador de monstros.

Isso quer dizer: ele é um teórico da conspiração tentando provar a existência do sobrenatural. Seu projeto atual é o seguinte: lobisomens. Lobisomens estão na floresta, e ninguém se importa exceto ele... e exceto um cara que ele conheceu no seu clube do livro uma semana.

Acontece que esse tal de Roier sabe muito sobre o sobrenatural, também. Ele diz que é um especialista em lobisomens, e quem é Cellbit para olhar os dentes do lobo dado?

Ou: Uma comédia romântica de lobisomens anti-Crepúsculo estrelando um ex-presidiário e um cara que definitivamente não é um furry.

(Tradução de Breaking Dawn. Veja o blog da criadora original da fanfic aqui! Se você gostou dessa obra, aqui tem outras fanfics escritas por ela.

Esta é apenas uma tradução, nós não temos nenhum crédito relacionado a criação da história!)

[choicesficwriterscreations]

CFWC F/AtoW: Oct 6 - 12, 2024

✒️ = Fanfic | 📱 = Text Fics/Edits | 🎨 = Fanart Ⓜ️ = Mature Content 18+ | 🔥 = Explicit/NSFW 18+ 🏳️‍🌈 = LGBTQIA+

BLADES OF LIGHT AND SHADOW

Bonds of Sea and Fire (Series) ✒️ | Tyril Starfury x F!Elf!MC - @missameliep Part 3

Daenarya 🎨🏳‍🌈 | F!Human!MC - @acesamateurart C: @storyofmychoices

Strike a Pose 🎨 | Aerin Valleros x F!Human!MC - @erixadraws

The love I gave you is yours to keep 🎨 | Aerin Valleros x F!Human!MC - @erixadraws

DESIRE AND DECORUM

Once Upon a Summer - Part 1 ✒️ | Hamid x F!MC - @missameliep

GHOST OF US

Grey and MC 🎨🏳‍🌈 | F!Grey Morrison x F!MC - @pilitella C: @haruyuki728

HIGH SCHOOL STORY

Take me high, high, high, high ✒️🏳‍🌈 | Aiden Zhou x M!MC - @zhoumeyourlove

OPEN HEART

Autumn's Embrace ✒️ | Bryce Lahela x F!MC - @storyofmychoices

Diagnosis: Jealousy ✒️ | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @jerzwriter

Our Miracle Baby (Series) ✒️ | Rafael Aveiro x F!MC - @rafasgirl23415 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14

Pumpkin Heist 📱 | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @liaromancewriter

THE PRINCESS SWAP

Safe With Me ✒️ | M!Clarke x F!MC - @bri1234

RED CARPET DIARIES

Forehead Kiss 🎨 | Thomas Hunt x F!MC - @cashweasel C: @theartoflovingthomashunt

THE ROYAL ROMANCE

Ghosted (Series) ✒️ | Liam Rys x F!MC - @kristinamae093 Chapter 13: Family Ties

Princesa Real 2 (Series) ✒️ | Liam Rys x F!MC - @belencha77 Chapter 43: El peso de la verdad Chapter 44: Conflictos y promesas Chapter 45: Conflictos y promesas Chapter 46: Sombras del pasado

Turning the Page (Series) | Liam Rys x F!MC - @tessa-liam Chapter 15: Bridge of Dreams

CROSSOVERS

High School Story / Princess Swap

The Prince Swap (Series) ✒️ | M!MC & M!MC - @lover-also-fighter-also, @cadybear420 Chapter 1 - Part 2: How To Be You

[tecontos]

Deixei ele doidinho...

By; Deborah

Oi a todos, me chamo Deborah, tenho 20 anos, Bom, eu sempre fui uma garota muito "santa", digamos assim.. até eu conhecer o Rafael.

Ele tem 31 anos, casado e veio morar aqui no mesmo prédio que eu e logo que nos vimos houve um interesse mutuo, e passamos a conversar  sempre que nos víamos pelo hall do prédio ou pela academia.

Eu sou pequena kk tenho 1.59 de altura, malhada, branquinha dos cabelos castanhos e o que mais chama atenção em mim, é minha bunda, enorme.. e durinha (faço academia!).

Trocamos contato e passamos a conversa a noite, ele sempre dava um jeitinho para ficar conversando comigo a noite, sem sua mulher perceber, e claro, ele veio com papos quentes.. Ele mandava cada mensagem maliciosa, safada, que eu ficava toda molhadinha só de ler, provocava-me tanto que era dificil me conter, então praticamente todas as noites eu me masturbava pensando nele.

Um dia eu decidi contar pra ele que estava me masturbando, ele me ligou na hora, começou a perguntar coisas, a falar besteira, imaginar cenas e tal.. nossa! Eu fiquei completamente molhadinha, mesmo! E claro, metia meu dedo bem gostoso, ele pedia pra colocar mais um dedo, eu obedeci, acabei colocando 3, e metia bem rápido, tava doidinha, gemendo e ele adorando me ouvir, eu me contorcia de tesão, só de ouvir ele, imaginar.. era incrivel, gozei muito naquela noite.. E então falei a ele que quando estivesse sozinha eu o avisaria para vir me fazer uma "visitinha" .

Esse dia chegou, meus pais deram uma saidinha e só voltaria por voltas das 11h da noite, imediatamente eu liguei, falei pra ele se ele queria me comer esse seria o momento, ele disse que iria da um jeitinho e ele veio correndo.. como um cachorrinho querendo comida!

Ele era alto, muuuuito forte, e nossa, quando vi não deu pra não olhar aquele volume na calça, e olha que ele nem estava excitado hein? Ele entrou e fechou a porta rapidamente, fiquei parada olhando, ele nem pensou, veio com tudo, me pegou pela bunda, apertava forte, e dizia :

- é hoje minha gostosa, é hoje..

Hahah preciso nem dizer que naqueles momentos eu estava quase louca de tesão né? Puts, eu fiquei encharcada, toda molhadinha, ele meteu a mão na minha buceta, e começou a dedilhar o meu grelinho, começou a tirar minha blusa, pegava nos meus seios com tanta vontade.. chupava, mordia.. uma delicia!

Dai ele foi abaixando... aiai Deus! Conforme ia abaixando ia tirando meu short e minha calcinha.. dizia :

- quero ver essa bucetinha gostosa, quero seu melzinho todinho!

Ao terminar de falar, ele meteu dois dedos na minha xana, noooossa! os dedos eram grandes, grossos.. mas depois eu fui amolecendo.. tava uma delicia. Ele perguntou onde era meu quarto, eu apontei o dedo para a porta, ele me pegou no colo, abriu a porta, me tacou na cama, abriu minhas pernas com tudo, noss.. contando isso, fico toda molhadinha novamente..

Enfim, começou a me chupar com tanta vontade, eu gemia, gemia, ele meteu o dedo no meu cuzinho.. e chupava, af.. gozei demais!

Ao terminar, ele ficou me olhando, como quem não acreditava no que acontecia, seu pau só faltava rasgar a calça, eu ria da cara dele!. Me levantei, subi em cima dele, tirei toda sua roupa, mordi seu pescoço, puxei com força seus cabelos, o beijei com muita vontade e então fui descendo, descendo, e ele me falava :

- vai querer mamar, vai cadela? Se for mamar, vai ter que ser bem direitinho hein?

Nossa.. eu fiquei louca, peguei aquele pau coloquei na minha boca, e chupava com tamanha vontade indescritível, ele gemia baixo, pedia mais, e eu chupava cada vez mais, aquele pau tava tão duro, parecia pedra, tão grande, tão quente, tão gostoso!

Fiz ele gozar na minha boquinha, pedi leitinho, ele gozou deliciosamente, me melequei toda com seu gozo, ele adorou.

Depois, ficou me olhando novamente, não deu nem 2 minutos aquele cacete tava duro de novo! Eu nao acreditava.. ele veio pra cima de mim, me pediu pra abrir bem as pernas.. eu pedi para ele ir devagarzinho, ele disse :

- eu sei delicia, fica calma que farei bem gostosinho..

Então, fiquei mais relaxada, ele foi colocando a cabecinha, aliás, cabeçona né, pqp que rola grande, eu ja estremeci novamente, e reclamei de dor, ele veio pra cima, me mandou ficar quietinha, eu obedeci né.. dai ele foi enfiando, enfiando e enfiou tudo de uma vez, caraaaaa, doeu, mas tava tão gostoso que nem reclamei, sá gemia feito louca, ele metia bem forte na minha buceta, apertava meus seios fortemente, eu pedia mais, chamava-o de cachorro, etc..

Subi em cima dele e sentava bem gostoso, comecei a dizer coisas quentes pra ele, e cada vez ficava mais louquinho, adorava ver ele assim! Eu sabia que ele era doidinho por um cuzinho, hahaha.. ainda mais pelo meu, grandão, durinho.. haha ele pirava! Então disse pra ele sem nenhuma vergonha :

- você vai meter no meu cuzinho né?

Ele paralizou!! kkk e eu ria, olhou com cara de safado como nunca, duvidou que eu daria pra ele, sai de cima dele, fiquei de 4, empinei minha bunda, ele colocou a mão no rosto, não tava acreditando! kk E eu pedia :

- vem amor vem, come o cuzinho da sua cadela bem gostoso vai, vem comer vem..

Ele veio com tudo, nem foi de vagar, enfiou tudo com tudo kk.. af, doeu, mas eu gritava mesmo era de prazer! Tava doidinha, doidinha e pedia mais mais.. mais mais.. mandava ele me comer sem dó que meu cuzinho era dele, pra me deixar sem andar. Ele metia com tanta vontade, me chamava de cadela, safada, puta.. falava :

- agora vc é minha putinha gostosa, a mais gostosa, vou te comer todo dia sua cachorra, minha puta, minha puta, rebola vai cachorra, rebola na pica do seu macho..

Eu atendi os pedidos e rebolava loucamente, gemia gemia.. Gozei, e como gozei! Tava de pernas bambas, mas ele nao parava, tava dominado pelo tesão, metia tão forte, sem parar, demorou uns 20 minutos ele gozou aquela porra quente no meu cu, nossa que delicia..

E vc acha que ele parou??? kkk lamento!

Me jogou na cama de novo, abriu minhas pernas e chupava minha buceta loucamente, eu gozei duas vezes seguidas.

Foi o melhor sexo da minha vida! E claro, que até hoje transamos né? Ele não desgruda!

Enviado ao Te Contos por Deborah

[commander----shepard]

The Perfect Rafael

When Rafael simply looks absolutely perfect! (to me at least)

[vintagelasvegas]

Old Vegas, Henderson, 1978, a theme park based on 19th century Las Vegas Valley and early city of Las Vegas history.

Old Vegas opened Dec. 1978 on Boulder Highway in south Henderson. The park featured replica of the first Mormon outpost in the Las Vegas Valley, and a commemoration of Rafael Riviera, the scout who "discovered" the Las Vegas Valley in 1829. A western town was later added, replicating the first structures of Block 16 in Las Vegas. The park housed historic items including an 1875 locomotive built for the Eureka & Palisade Railroad in Nevada, and some of the buildings from El Rancho Vegas.

Houston-based Old Tucson Corp (aka Westworld Inc) developed the facility patterning it after a similar theme park in Arizona called Old Tucson.

Old Vegas closed in '86. The road sign for the theme park remained on Boulder Hwy through the 90s.

Photos: (1) 1978, from Cat's Pajama's Collectables; (2) Postcard, 1978. (3) Undated, from RJ; (4) Boulder Highway, 1990s, from Roadsidepictures. Old Vegas western park completes first phase. Review-Journal, 12/26/78; Old Vegas provides a slice of Old West. Review-Journal, 10/13/83; Old Vegas heads into the sunset. Review-Journal, 7/4/86.

[nevenkebla]

Juntos de nuevo

Fantastic Four (1998) #39 Carlos Pacheco, Rafael Marin, Jeph Loeb (Escritores), Carlos Pacheco (Dibujante)

— Ben Grimm: ¿Así que Reed y Noah construyeron un nuevo Edificio Baxter aquí arriba? — Johnny Storm: “Lejos de ojos fisgones”, dijeron. — Ben Grimm: Está bien volver a casa. Aunque estemos a un millón de kilómetros de Nueva York. — Susan Storm: Nos están esperando. — Johnny Storm: Eh, es eso del “Edificio viviente” que nos enseñaron. — Reed Richards: La columna de transferencia biotécnica, sí. — Noah Baxter: Reed… Hay algo más que quería daros. Pero esperé a que estuvierais todos juntos. Hay uno para cada uno. Haced un buen trabajo.

— Reed Richards: ¿Noah? — Noah Baxter: Todo está despejado abajo, Reed. La casa es toda vuestra… como debe ser. — Johnny Storm: Qué raro. Este disco cosquillea… ¡Como si estuviera vivo! — Reed Richards: Atentos. Vamos a registrar nuestras biofirmas y poner en marcha el nuevo Edificio Baxter. — Johnny Storm: Ya estoy. Como si pudierais pararme. — Susan Storm: Somos una familia, Johnny. Es hora de que tengamos un hogar adecuado.

— Reed Richards: ¿Ben? — Ben Grimm: ¿Sí? — Reed Richards: No tienes que hacerlo. Ahora que has vuelto a la normalidad. Podrías tener una vida fuera de los 4F. — Ben Grimm: Escucha, genio. No nos llamados “Los 3 Fantásticos”. Además, ya te digo que no me he sentido mejor en la vida. Pero no necesitáis a Ben Grimm para esto. — Reed Richards: ¿Qué quieres decir? — Ben Grimm: Tú observa. — Johnny Storm: ¿Ben? — Susan Storm: ¡Ben! — Reed Richards: ¡Ben! — Ben Grimm: No. Es la siempre adorable Cosa. Ahora, sácanos de aquí, jefe.

[idoltoons]

Estaba navegando por este tumblr actualizándome y me encontré el cómic de Rafael el príncipe fantasma, tengo que decir que cada vez que lo dibuja lo hace más guapo 😭✨ me ofrezco como tributo jaja. Pero al grano con mi pregunta, ¿el es igual un fantasma como su mamá? O qué exactamente es Rafael? Es algo que me confunde ya que al parecer tomando de referencia a Rosaline, los fantasmas fácilmente los pueden confundir con una persona viva.

AY MUCHAS GRACIAS! QUQ/ 💖✨

Recientemente al hacer lo de los cálculos de edades, me di cuenta que Rafael esta por cumplir los 30 años, por lo que empecé a dibujarlo más como alguien ya en sus 30 que un jovencito como antes. Temía que no les gustara pero me alegra ver este tipo de comentarios!!!! quq

El príncipe Rafael, a pesar de ser príncipe de los fantasmas, él no es un fantasma como su madre o muchos de sus súbditos.

Rafael fue adoptado por Rosalie que lo encontró abandonado durante su época de búsqueda por Eliot.

Rafael es un humano, pero al ser adoptado por la reina fantasma, su titulo de príncipe fantasma fue otorgado a pesar de no cumplir con la regla principal del reino, que es, que es un reino de fantasmas, un reino para los muertos que prevalecen en la tierra.

Pero aun así, Rafael ha aprendido tanto de su madre y todo lo relacionado a los fantasmas, los espectros y el mundo astral. Por lo que a pesar de no ser un fantasma, sabe más de los fantasmas que los mismos fantasmas del reino.

A pesar de su condición, de ser un ser vivo y humano, el príncipe Rafael tiene una gran participación en el reino de su madre al igual que en la academia del espectro y mundo astral.

Ansió mucho que conozcan lo mucho que cambio el personaje de Rafael comparado a sus inicios. ✨

Digamos que, Rosalie desde mucho antes, tenia la teoría de que hay muchas especies que pueden lograr maravillas una vez dominan su potencial en el mundo astral, Rafael fue su primer experimento, y fue un éxito.

Es la razón del porque Rosalie junto a Ofelia fundo toda una academia respecto al tema, porque demostró su punto tras la llegada de Rafael, y los 3, buscan expandir estos conocimientos a diversas especies.

Pero bueno, ya paro, me fui por la tangente, una disculpa. quq

Pero gracias por las palabras!!! 💖✨

[iobsessoverfictionalmen]

Law and Order: SVU and Trouble in the Heights Ficlet (3)

Warnings: mentions of illegal activity and undercover police work.

Spanish translations:

Es tan fácil poseer cosas hermosas cuando tienes todas las oportunidades. ¿No es así, hermanito? - It's so easy to own beautiful things when you have all the opportunities. Isn't that right, little brother?

Quizás si no lo estabas una persona que prosperó con el sufrimiento de los demás, tú también podrías tener esto. - Maybe if you weren't a person who thrived on the suffering of others, you could have this too.

Cállate - shut up.

¿Puedes imaginar las cosas que pasarían después de eso? - Can you imagine the things that would happen after that?

Rafael carefully extricated himself from your sleepy embrace.  His green eyes were soft as he snagged the blanket from the back of the couch and draped it over you.  You shifted in your sleep and Rafael stilled, hoping that you wouldn’t wake up before he could slip out of your apartment unnoticed.

Rafael had no doubt that his brother would be skulking around in the shadows, probably keeping an eye on you.  He made sure that your apartment door would lock behind him and it was only after he heard the click of the lock that he left.  Although it didn’t take him long to reach his own apartment, he found himself tensing when he noticed that the welcome mat in front of his apartment had been roughly pushed to the side.

“Es tan fácil poseer cosas hermosas cuando tienes todas las oportunidades. ¿No es así, hermanito?”

Rafael scoffed, “Quizás si no lo estabas una persona que prosperó con el sufrimiento de los demás, tú también podrías tener esto.”  He spat back.

Nevada shoved Rafael into his door; the wood groaned at the unexpected added force but Rafael ignored that, choosing to stare at his older brother.  Rafael hoped that Nevada could see the burning rage in his eyes.

“Since we’re family, consider this your one and only warning.  Do not inte-”

“Cállate,” Nevada growled.  “Keep poking your nose where it doesn’t belong and you might find that Buchanan learns of (Name)’s connection to Norman Stansfield.  ¿Puedes imaginar las cosas que pasarían después de eso?”

Knowing how vindictive and cutting Buchanan could be in and out of the courtroom, Rafael unwillingly held his tongue.  His mind flashed back to the various media frenzies that the 16th precinct had been involved in throughout the years and he began to consider possible methods of minimising the damage just in case Nevada decided to follow through with his threat.

“Now that you’ve grasped the severity of the situation, allow me to make one other thing clear,” Nevada enunciated carefully.  “Tomorrow (Name) will be told that she needs to participate in an undercover role in Washington Heights.  I will not accept any other officer.”

Rafael clenched his jaw at the thinly veiled reminder that he was related to someone who held a position in the criminal underworld close to where he lived and worked.  The irony of his situation wasn’t lost on him. 

“Why her?”  Rafael demanded tensely as Nevada strode away from him.

Nevada paused, “Bad things happen in threes,” he answered cryptically.  “Especially with Buchanan on the war path.”

Before Rafael could press the crime boss further, Nevada left him standing alone in the hallway.

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[movieloversposts]

Just finished Narcos: Mexico a few days ago, and wow, both shows are great! Good plot, good characters (so many of them😭), and the action and dialogue is incredible!

Miguel Angel Felix Gallardo

Amado Carillo Fuentes

Pacho Herrera

Ramón Arellano Felix (He's so pretty in season 3, holy crap)

Enedina Arellano Felix

Rafael Caro Quintero

Joaquin 'El Chapo' Guzmán

Walt Breslin

Mimi Webb

I recommend this show if you liked Narcos or Griselda (another well done cartel show featuring Sofia Vergara)!

[cherryblogss]

CHERRYBLOGSS KINKTOBER

18:00 - Dry humping x Rafael Federman

avisos: esfregação oh yeaaah, menção a método contraceptivo, dirty talk, sexo sem penetração, body worship, rafa meio pussydrunk sem estar dentro da pussy.

notas: rafetes uni-vos. serio quando eu sair de férias irei fazer um one shot dele só por ter os olhos mais lindos do mundo.

O feriado prolongado em uma casa do lago distante de todos os problemas da cidade estava sendo perfeito. Passaram o dia explorando o bosque ao redor da casa e até nadaram um pouquinho na cachoeira que tinha escondida entre a imensidão de árvores. Cada momento com Rafa era único e nunca uma perda de tempo.

Ao anoitecer, Rafa preparou uma sopa quentinha para o frio que começava a adentrar o ambiente aconchegante. Você cortava as verduras enquanto seu namorado temperava o caldo com toda a delicadeza de sempre, te falando sobre a proxima peça que participaria e como estava ansioso para desenvolver o novo personagem. Seu coração ficava quentinho ao ouvir a voz suave e calminha do argentino tão animado com os planos e conquistas, poderia passar horas escutando ele falar sobre tudo e nada.

Te encantava ver ele em uma cena tão doméstica que era comum, mas nunca se acostumaria com a beleza dele. Até pensava que agora que fariam 3 anos juntos quem sabe poderia pedi-lo em casamento. Era meio que fora do comum, mas sabe que ambos estavam na mesma página e não duvidava do compromisso que Rafael tinha com seus sentimentos. Além disso, ele sempre demonstrava como te venerava e preferia esperar uma decisão sua para dar proximos passos.

A medida que faziam a refeição, Rafa te abraçava por trás enquanto esperava o caldo ferver, descansando o queixo na sua cabeça e acariciando sua cintura coberta por um sueter largo dele. Como ele so usava uma calça moletom, você sentia todo o comprimento dele pressionado contra a sua bunda e um calafrio percorre sua coluna com a sensação acolhedora do corpo másculo ao seu redor.

Comeram em um silêncio confortavel enquanto Rafa mantinha uma mão na sua coxa e a outra enfiando colheradas na boca, suas coxas prendia os dedos longos entre elas cada vez que se contraiam em desejo reprimido. Seu interior implorava para ser preenchido pelo argentino e isso fazia seu desejo transparecer mais e mais.

"Oh, minha lindinha." Rafa fala em um tom de falsa piedade que era indecifrável o verdadeiro significado dele. "Você quer algo nessa sua bucetinha carente, né? Por isso fica se contorcendo todinha, tadinha da minha garota." Ele se aproxima para te dar um beijinho carinhoso na bochecha e acarciar seu cabelo quando sua resposta é choramingar em vergonha. "Come direitinho que daqui a pouco vou te dar tudo o que você quiser."

Assentindo entusiasmada, retorna sua atenção para a comida, tentando deixar de lado o fogo uterino que te deixava febril e inquieta.

[...]

Nem conseguiram chegar ao quarto quando começaram a se beijar, os corpos enroscados em abraço caloroso enquanto Rafa segurava sua cintura e seus dedos se emaranhavam nos cabelos lisos. Soltam uma risada cúmplice assim que rafa tropeça e cai no sofá com você por cima. Não se deixam abalar pelo incidente, retomando aos beijos famintos recheados de saliva e língua conforme suas mãos desciam para acariciar o peitoral recheado de pelos escuros e iniciar um ritmo lento ao esfregar os quadris na ereção volumosa.

"Bem aí, amor, assim mesmo." Ele geme jogando a cabeça para trás quando você se ajusta para conseguir rebolar aonde sentia que era a cabecinha do membro. As unhas curtas de Rafael arranhavam suas coxas, apertando com firmeza com o crescente prazer.

As suas respirações já estavam entrecortadas e sons prazerosos escapavam de ambos a medida que os movimentos se tornavam mais imprecisos e errôneos.

"Amor, eu não vou aguentar muito... deixa eu meter logo, por favor. Quero gozar dentro de ti." Rafa geme desesperado, parando os movimentos dos seus quadris para empurrar seu sueter para cima até removê-lo para te deixar completamente nua em cima dele.

Tão impaciente quanto ele, retira o pau rosinha de dentro da calça moletom, lambeando a mão para punhetar a extensão até espalhar toda saliva e pré-gozo. Na hora que ia posicioná-lo na sua entradinha, lembrou de algo muito importante.

"Onde você deixou os preservativos?" Pergunta para o homem que estava tão vermelho que parecia a beira de um desmaio se esperasse um pouco mais para se aliviar, mas quando finalmente processa o seu questionamento, os olhos azuis se arregalam e um semblante de arrependimento acomete as feições pálidas. "Não vai me dizer que você esqueceu, Rafa? Eu te avisei que parei de tomar anticoncepcional!"

Rafa suspira frustrado, mas nem consegue se aborrecer muito, sabe que não aguentaria mais e só queria se aliviar logo e também te ver se desfazer sobre ele. Os olhos do argentino se ilumina com o cenário que surgiu em sua mente, só de ver a sua intimidade tão perto do membro dele ficou novamente ofegante e acalorado.

"Calma, gatinha, a gente sempre pode fazer outras coisas, pelo menos você já tá molhadinha o suficiente, né." Ele murmura com a voz melódica, apoiando as mãos na sua cintura e empurrando seu quadril para retomar os movimentos.

Logo vai se esvaindo sua irritação dando lugar aos choques de prazer. Rafa se ajusta para enfiar o pau entre seus lábios grandes, gemendo alto ao sentir sua umidade e calor se esfregando no comprimento. O barulho da chuva lá fora passava despercebido por ambos que já estavam novamente imersos em busca de um orgasmo. Um miadinho com o nome dele saia da sua boca toda vez que ele remexia a cintura quando chegava no seu clitóris, roçava sua buceta com mais velocidade e rebolando com a ajuda do seu namorada que apertava sua bunda enquanto murmurava seu nome em um delírio.

O rosto do argentino estava extremamente ruborizado com os olhos fechados quase que em um transe, misturando palavras em português e espanhol, até soltando agradecimentos no meio das frases incoerentes. Por isso, sorrindo maliciosa, se debruça sobre ele, espremendo seus seios contra o peitoral, fazendo-o gemer com a sua carne macia e mamilos tesos pressionados contra a pele dele.

Começa a sugar o pescoço pálido, deixando marcas para trás e rebolando mais devagar quando sente o pau tremer. Um gritinho afetado escapa ao sentir Rafa acelerar o ritmo mesmo por baixo, simulando estocadas ao te manter parada com as mãos grandes na sua bunda, e te mandar gozar enquanto te estapeava as nádegas.

Em menos de um minuto, uma sinfonia de sons saia de ti com a sua bucetinha se contraindo ao redor de nada e Rafa derramando quantidades abundantes de esperma na sua intimidade e barriga.