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s-vtoru · 1 year ago

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don't be late. | miguel o'hara x reader

ᡴꪫ synopsis: miguel needs your help in babysitting his daughter while he's at work. he tells you not to be late but you do just the opposite. pairing: singlefather!miguel x fem!reader cw: smut, fluff, petnames (baby, princess, etc), sex, degradation, praise, fingering, spanking. word count: 4.5k

you were just arriving home from college, pulling into the driveway of your home and parking just outside the garage. getting out of the car and locking it with your car keys, you went up to your front door and unlocked it, walking inside to your mom talking to someone in the kitchen. you recognized that deep, slightly raspy voice.. and that accent—miguel o’hara. he was the single father that lived right next door to you that your parents knew well. hearing the door opening caught their attention, making miguel and your mother peep their heads from the kitchen's entryway, your eyes only meeting miguel’s. he sent a small smile your way that sent heat soaring through your body. he was a handsome, fit, and tall man. he also had a daughter, about 8 years old, that you would often babysit while he was away at work.

walking into the kitchen, you greeted your mother, “hey ma.” you embraced her tightly. “how was your day?” she asked, rubbing your back before you pulled away. “tiring, as always,” you smiled, turning around to greet miguel next. “i thought you’d forget all about me,” he smiled at you fiercely, sending a shiver down your spine. you laughed softly before giving him a brief hug, “of course not mr. o’hara,” he chuckled directly in your ear as he returned the embrace firmly. “good, i’d be hurt if you did,” before you pulled away, he pulled you closer and whispered in your ear raspily, “but i’d make sure you could never forget me, princess.”

you shivered at the name, your legs almost barely giving out. heat rushed to your cheeks almost instantly as he pulled away, rendering you speechless. “oh, y/n, i forgot to mention, miguel needed someone to watch gabriela tomorrow while he’s working and i told him you’d be available. you’ll head your way over around 5pm. will that be alright?” your mothers words knocked you back into reality, clearing your throat and turning around to face her. “oh— yeah..! i don’t have classes tomorrow so that’s fine. it's been a while since i’ve seen her too so it’ll be fun.”

you smiled softly, your mom nodding at your response. miguel looked at you fondly, his arms crossed over his chest. “well, i better get going. i’ve got to get gabriela ready for practice. thank you for letting me stop by,” he smiled at your mother, giving her a brief hug. “oh of course, you’re welcome here any time,” she responded with a softened grin. he nodded, turning over to you. “i’ll see you tomorrow y/n, it was nice seeing you even if it was short lived.” he embraced you again, “it was nice seeing you too mr. o’hara,” you could feel his breath on the shell of your ear, making your own breath hitch. “no llegues tarde, de acuerdo?” you nodded slowly, “s– si,” he pulled away from the hug, smiling at you as if nothing had happened. that's when he took his leave, leaving you staring at the door in which he left through. you were nervous for tomorrow but you were also excited for what was to come.

next thing you know, tomorrow rolls around. you were exhausted, dark circles under your eyes from staying up all night. you pulled an all nighter watching your favorite tv series and didn’t realize how fast the time went by. it was 8am, you decided it was best to get a few hours of sleep, at least, before going to miguel’s house. you even put an alarm on your phone so that you’d be able to wake up on time. however, by a few hours, it was already 4pm by the time you woke up. you yawned tiredly, stretching out your limbs and rubbing your eyes as you heard your alarm going off.

when you went to turn it off, you saw the time and jumped up almost immediately. you had an hour, not even, to get ready. you were scurrying around the house, brushing your teeth, getting ready—in which you threw on a pair of leggings and a t-shirt—doing your hair and whatnot; it was 5:10pm by the time you were done. good thing he lived just next door. you hurried over to your neighbors house, giving the door a firm 3 knocks. not even a minute went by once he opened the door, coming face to face with a scowling miguel o’hara. you gulped, already having your reasoning ready. “mr. o’hara i’m very sorry i–” he stopped you with his finger on your lips, shutting you up before you could finish. “nice of you to show up. i’m already 10 minutes late when i specifically asked you to be here on time," miguel sighed, massaging his temples. "i’ll deal with you once i get back.”

you were in deep shit now. although, while he was talking to you, you relished the way he looked in formal attire. your utterly handsome neighbor in a suit, the sleeves hugging his muscles perfectly — you couldn’t stop staring at him. he watched as you gawked at him in awe, making him sigh. he tilted your head up by your chin to look at him, making your eyes meet his. he was close, dangerously close. “i suggest you listen and look at me when i’m talking to you. i’m heading out, take care of gabriela,” and with that, he let go of your chin and got into his car, driving away.

you just stood there like an idiot, stuck in a daze before gabriela peeked her head out from the doorway. “y/n, y/n!” you heard her sweet voice, turning around with a big smile as she hugged you, acting completely normal like you weren’t freaking out on the inside. “hi gabriela! c’mon let’s go play, yeah?” she nodded quickly, pulling back from the embrace and jumping from the excitement. “mhm mhm! i’ll show you my new toys!” she spoke happily, making your heart melt. you went upstairs with her, sitting on the floor of her bedroom as she showed off the different dolls she got. all you were thinking about was what miguel said earlier, i’ll deal with you once i get back. you were in some serious trouble.

you and gabriela have been playing for a couple hours now, she seemed to have an endless amount of energy no matter what you guys did. it was 8pm already, so i decided to doordash some mcdonalds for you and her since she did say she was hungry. while waiting for the food to arrive, you sent her to take a bath, leaving a cute pair of soccer pajamas on her bed for her afterwards. after the food came and you guys ate and such, she brushed her teeth and you tucked her into bed, turning on her nightlight and reading her a bedtime story before she drifted off to sleep.

you placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, leaving the room as quiet as possible. you went downstairs and slumped down on the couch, exhaling tiredly. today was a long day already, and just as you were about to fall asleep, you heard the fumbling of keys in the lock and the door opening. this is it, you thought, knowing full well what was in store for you.

“welcome home mr. o’hara,” you spoke softly, sitting up and speaking as if everything was just fine. “did you guys have fun?” his voice was tired, but cold. the sound of it made you shiver. “y- yeah! we had a lot of fun, actually,” he hummed, taking off his coat and loosening his tie, which you found very attractive. he walked over to you, taking a seat beside you on the couch. “so, tell me why you were late this afternoon.” you cleared your throat, fiddling with your fingers as he asked you that question. “well, you see– i .. have a good reason.”

he raised an eyebrow at you. “oh, really? indulge me,” you went quiet for a moment before speaking up, your eyes not meeting his at all. “well .. i was watching a show last night and didn’t realize how fast time went by and next thing i knew, it was 8am,” you paused. miguel urged you to continue, “go on.” you spoke once again, “so, i set an alarm for 2:50pm and fell asleep, but didn’t wake up until 4pm. which ended up with me being late," when you went to look at him finally, he looked at you blankly. it was as if he was judging you behind those dark, red eyes of his. “so you're telling me, the reason you were late was because you stood up all night watching some tv show?” you nodded slowly, looking away again. he rubbed his temple, uttering a ‘dios mío’ under his breath.

he turned his body towards you completely, taking hold of your jaw and forcing you to look at him. “do you remember what i said to you before i left?” he gazed into your eyes, already growing weak with the way he held eye contact so intently. “..yes.” he hummed again, “good. ‘cause i meant it.” and before you knew it, his lips were pressed against yours roughly, tongue prodding at your lips to allow him entry, in which you allowed instantly. his free hand was placed on your thigh, gripping your plush skin tightly, making his veins pulse. the feeling of him kissing you made you whimper, your hands on his muscular chest as he deepened the kiss, leaning in to taste more of you. he pulled you onto his lap, tongue meeting yours as he explored the depths of your mouth. “ .. mierda,” he mumbled in the kiss, his hands gripping your hips, trailing down to the plush of your ass and squeezing the flesh under his palms. planting a harsh smack against the covered skin, making you moan softly into his mouth, “m–mr. o’hara..” he pulled away from your lips, a string of saliva connecting you both.

“miguel. call me miguel,” you could feel his bulge pressing against your clothed cunt, your face reddening with each passing moment. you subconsciously grinded against the tent in his pants, causing him to groan lowly. “who gave you permission to do that? una chica tan codiciosa,” his lips attacked your neck, sucking on your soft skin and leaving behind bites and bruises. the contact made you whine, obviously you wanted more, it was so very obvious with the way you rocked your hips back and forth.

“fuck, look at you. so needy after being the cause of me being late to work and missing my meeting. what makes you think i’ll ignore your disobedience? ” his voice was dark, serious, the sound of it almost making you lose it then and there. he clicked his tongue, “on your knees.” his tone deepened, making him more intimidating than he already was. yet, you did just as he instructed without putting up a fight. you kneeled in front of him, having a good view of his erection poking through his slacks. miguel unzipped his pants, freeing his girth from the confines of his boxers. “go ahead. i’m sure you know what to do, angel,” you nodded, almost foaming at the mouth with his cock standing up right in front of your face.

wrapping your hands around his shaft, giving the tip little cat licks before taking him into your mouth, stroking what you couldn’t take. “there you go, al igual que esa preciosa,” he felt so big in your mouth, running your tongue along the multiple veins that decorated his length. you tried to take him deeper, gagging and choking on his cock as you did so. miguel chuckled at your noises, placing his hand on top of your head, leaning his head back at the pleasure you were giving him. pants and low groans left his lips, holding back the urge to fuck up into your mouth.

at this point, you went even further, taking his entire cock down your throat completely, feeling his tip touch the back of your esophagus. your eyes began to water, a single tear running down your cheek. miguel’s cock twitched inside of your mouth, feeling himself grow closer by each passing second. “i’m close baby, gonna cum in that pretty mouth of yours. bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you querida?” his tone deepened, voice now much more raspy. you just nodded, replying with a simple hum that sent a vibration up his shaft, causing him to groan. this view he got was immaculate to him, taking a mental picture so that he’d never forget what you looked like sucking his cock so eagerly. his teeth gritted, beginning to use your mouth, his patience running thin. as you hollowed out your cheeks, using your tongue for more stimulation, that's when he lost it. “fuck i-i’m cumming–” and with that, thick ropes of his seed filled your warm mouth, ripping a hoarse moan from him. you savored the way he sounded and tasted, pulling his girth out of your mouth with an audible ‘pop’.

your cheeks were puffed out, miguel looking down at you with an amused expression, a devious smirk spreading across his lips. “open your mouth pretty girl, don’t let a single drop go to waste.” you did just that—opening your mouth and sticking your tongue out, resulting in him letting out what almost sounded like a growl. after showing him, you swallowed the substance, immediately getting a salty aftertaste. “c’mon, on your back baby. i gotta taste you,” you crawled up onto the couch and laid on your back, miguel placing a decorative pillow under your head for support. he pulled off your shirt and leggings, getting the perfect view of your drenched panties and lace bra, licking his lips at the view he had in front of him.

he started off by leaving chaste kisses on your neck, to your chest, to your stomach, and finally down to your thighs. he bit and sucked on the plush of your inner thigh, leaving dark purple marks across your skin. now was time for the real deal—it was about damn time he had the opportunity to taste you. he’s waited so long for this moment, he’s even dreamed about this very day. he licked a stripe directly up your clothed clit, already tasting the slick that coated your cunt. at this point he was growing impatient, ripping your panties apart and throwing them to the side.

he dined on your pussy, tongue sucking and flicking against your clit, whimpers and moans leaving you. you grew desperate, your hand tugging at his hair, watching him eat you out like it was his last meal. he grew feral, face buried in your wet cunt as he savored the way you tasted. the sweet taste was intoxicating, making him want more and more. his hands gripped your thighs that he pulled over his shoulders, fingers digging into your skin. “sabes tan jodidamente buena,” he groaned, growls leaving his lips as he went to town on your pussy. you couldn’t stop the moans that left your mouth, hips bucking up into his mouth. “f-fuck miguel.. feels ‘s good..” you whimpered out, your legs beginning to shake from the way his tongue danced along your bundle of nerves.

he loved the way you said his name, his face practically drenched in your juices. at this rate, you were already feeling that knot in the pit of your stomach loosen, looking down at him with teary, lustful eyes as his own met yours, not breaking the contact. he could feel you twitch against his mouth, deciding to stick two digits into you, thrusting them rapidly as he curled them. your moans slowly grew louder, causing miguel to slap your thigh. “callate slut. you don't wanna wake up gabriela now, do you?” he spoke in a demanding tone, giving him a small nod in response. you covered your mouth with your palm, barely quieting your moans no matter hard you tried. “i-i’m–”

“close?”

he interrupted, knowing full well how close you were with the way you twitched around his fingers. that only made him fasten the pace of his tongue and his digits. you loved how his fingers felt, they were much thicker and reached places you couldn't reach on your own. the sensational feeling sent a shock up your body, eyes rolling to the back of your head at how stimulated he made you feel. he focused especially on your clit, sucking harshly on the flesh.

your back arched almost immediately, feeling that knot snap instantly. “i-i’m c-cu–mming–!” with one last pump of his fingers, you released all over his digits as well as his mouth, making a mess on the couch. “atta girl,” his tongue kept moving, giving you an extra dose of stimulant. as you slowly came down from your high, chest heaving and panting quickly, miguel gave your cunt a gentle kiss before pulling back. “ay, mami, what a mess you’ve made,” he licked his lips, his face covered in your slick. you grew embarrassed, face growing a dark shade of red as he spoke those words, eyes avoiding his for a brief moment. “don’t hide from me, love. you did such a good job for me, princess. let’s take this to the bedroom, yeah? we’ll clean this up later,” your eyes met with his again, the praise making you much less embarrassed and more proud in a way. he picked you up from the couch, your legs and arms wrapping around him as he supported your weight.

miguel’s lips met yours hungrily as he walked to his bedroom, low groans eliciting from his throat, leaving yours shortly after to suck and mark up your neck like a precious art piece. once walking into his room, he placed you down onto the soft mattress, head being supported by a pillow once again. he swiftly removed his clothes, tossing them somewhere in the room.

your eyes were glued on his body, it was almost as if he was sculpted by the gods, his huge form hovering over you like a hungry beast. “you look so beautiful, mi amor," he pecked your lips before moving down to your chest, unclipping your bra and setting it aside, admiring your breasts and hardened nipples. his mouth wrapped around your left breast, nibbling on the perked bud, tongue using the same flicking technique he used while eating you out, the giving the same attention to your other breast. he continued the kisses down to the valley of your breasts and to your stomach, admiring every single part of your body. you were so perfect, more than he could even dream of.

although, you were the one growing impatient this time. you pulled him closer, legs wrapping around his waist. “please, miguel.. hurry..” you practically begged, wanting to feel him deep inside you, more than words can describe. “you sound so pretty when you beg, mami,” miguel leaned down to your ear, his warm breath sending a familiar shiver down your spine, “tell me how much you want it.” you could practically hear him smiling, deciding to hold his shaft in your hands as you rubbed the tip up and down your slit. “please miguel.. need to feel you deep inside.. need you,” every time you said his name it drove him wild, making him want to plunge his cock inside of you then and there.

“good girl,” your begging made him lose all sense of restraint, grinding his shaft against your swollen clit, canines threatening to bare into your neck. he had this animalistic glare in his eyes, he wanted you so badly it was starting to hurt. “fuck, i can’t wait anymore. i’ll be gentle, let me know if it hurts okay?” you nodded once more, pulling him closer than before. he lined himself up with your entrance, slowly pushing himself inside you. after taking a good look at him, you realized how big he really was.

his cock could split you in two, but you didn’t mind. as much as you worried it wouldn’t fit, you knew he’d make it fit. “joder, you’re so tight..” he moaned lowly, his forehead pressing against yours as he pushed himself in deeper. you winced at the sudden stretch, already feeling full with just the tip inside you. “just a little more,” he pinned your hands above your head, intertwining his fingers with yours, forcing himself inside you in one quick motion. you let out a loud whimper, forgetting about a sleeping gabriela just upstairs.

miguel shushed you, placing a soft kiss on your lips as he gave you a moment to adjust to his size. “you’re gripping me so tight, baby. want me that badly, huh?” he spoke just centimeters away from your lips, knowing full well how much you liked it when he spoke to you like that from the way you clenched around him. “need you so bad.. pleaase..” you whined desperately, fucking yourself slowly on his cock. that action alone made him go animalistic, proving to him just how desperate you were for him. “then you'll have me, mami,” he pulled out and thrusted back inside of you, tears welling up in your eyes from how full you felt. his pace started off slow, his cock going in and out of you being such a satisfying sight.

you were already feeling so good, still being sensitive from your previous activities with miguel. his pace started to speed up, his hips snapping against your ass as his tip brushed against your g-spot in a single thrust. his eyes were stuck on yours, never looking away from you. moans flooded out of your mouth like a river, the expression on your face growing lewd as your mouth was left agape. miguel’s thrusts were rapid and rough, clearing showing how much he wanted you and waited for this.

his hair stuck to his forehead, sweat dripping down his face as he moaned aloud. “f-fuuck, right there..!” you whimpered out, nails clawing at his back, in which he didn’t mind at all. “hm? aquí mismo?” he continuously pistoned his cock against your sweet spot, his pace never slowing down. his hips were erratic, fucking into you like his life depended on it. you felt so good wrapped him so nicely, his cock already shaping your insides to fit him and only him. feeling him abuse that same sensitive spot over and over again had your eyes rolling to the back of your head again, making you see stars with the way he was pounding you to heaven and back.

he had you drooling, eyebrows narrowed and filled with nothing but lust. miguel’s wine red eyes looked into yours with such passion, your warm walls squeezing him tightly, the expression on your face turning him on even more. “you look all fucked out already, pobre bebé,” his accent sent you in a spiral, the way he would speak to you, it turned you on to no end—you wanted this moment to last forever. miguel pressed his lips onto yours, devouring you completely, moaning into your mouth at the sensation.

you could feel that same knot in your stomach begin to form again, heat radiating throughout your entire body. “miguel.. miguel..!” you sang his name like an anthem, back arching off the bed as you felt your climax building up. “say my name baby, let me hear it,” he didn’t care anymore, he felt his own climax building up too, wanting nothing more than to fill you up a second time. you chanted his name, over and over and over. you were driving him absolutely insane, he didn’t know how much longer he could last. but, he couldn’t cum yet. just a little longer. “eres toda mía princesa,” those words made you want him that much more, the bed creaking violently with each and every thrust.

your mind was filled with nothing but miguel. only him. as his pace only fastened, that heat in your stomach threatened to snap, your insides pulsing around him. “c-close.. i-im so close..–” you barely managed to form a sentence, the intensity of miguel’s thrust making it that much harder to do anything. “m-me too baby.. fuck. you’re gonna cum with me. understand?” you could only let out a measly ‘mhm’, not having enough energy to even speak. you were leaking already, the erotic sounds of his cock thrusting into your cunt echoed throughout the room. “ahora. cum for me angel,” one final thrust was all it took for you to reach your orgasm, and that was it all it took for miguel to fill you up to the brim, his cum spilling inside you as you creamed all over him, tears falling down your eyes from the intensity of it all.

his thrusts slowed down and slowly came to a stop, the both of you breathing heavily, still coming down from your highs. a white ring coated his girth from your mixed fluids, miguel slowly pulling out of you, a sigh escaping your lips from the empty feeling. pulling back to watch his seed drip out of your swollen hole, miguel smirked to himself, scarlet hues now staring into yours. “you did so good for me, y/n. tan orgullosa de ti,” he leaned down and placed a gentle kiss against your forehead, a gentle smile hovering over his features. he walked over to his bathroom, grabbing a towel and coming back to you, cleaning you up before laying down beside you.

he lifted up the covert, draping it over the both of you, wrapping his arms around you as you placed your head on his chest. “that felt good.. really good,” a content exhale left passed your plump lips, a short chuckle leaving the man next to you. “i’m glad you enjoyed it, baby.” you looked up at him, your hand raising to cup his cheek. “did you like it too?” he made a face almost saying ‘what kind of question is that?’, making him press a kiss to your lips, pulling you closer to him. “of course i did. i actually loved it,” his words made you feel warm laying your head back down onto his chest where it remained prior. his hand reached over to turn off the lamp on his side, both arms wrapping around you comfortably.

“get some sleep, mami. i’m sure you’re tired,” that you were, from all the rough fucking the both of you did, your eyes grew heavy by every passing second, falling into the soothing warmth that radiated off of his body. “mm.. okay. goodnight miguel,” succumbing into the tranquil and comfortable silence, next thing you know you’re fast asleep against his soft, broad chest. the sight of you sleeping had miguel melting, you looked so cute, feeling your heartbeat against his side. he slowly began to feel himself falling asleep as well, leaning his head back on the pillow, placing another kiss—against your head this time.

“buenas noches, y/n."

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