#anyway they love each other and Pepa totally got her turn on a dick

[needs-to-stop-looking-at-valves]

Girl you know you gotta elaborate on felix being pegged by Pepa cuz ngl I’m lowkey interested

Me:"Okay work on your commissions before you write anything else-"

You:"Hey so about Felix getting pegged-"

I appreciate you deadass showing interest but FUCK-

"You didn't."

"I was trying to be helpful!"

Félix was going to defend himself more, before seeing her glare. The crack of thunder above her head definitely seem welcoming either. She huffed, digging into her dresser, mumbling a few choice words under her breath. Apparently offering your brother in law advice and accidentally revealing you let his sister plow you up the ass- not a good idea. He took off his shirt, about ready to go into his pajamas, but who could sleep like this?

Not the thunder, or even the sprinkling, he was used to that. What he meant, was his wife, ever upset at him. He crawled over to her, resting his chin on her shoulder.

"Mi vida. You can be mad at me all you want. I embarrassed you. But...can I at least have one kiss before I go to bed? Por favor?"

She exhaled through his nose, before leaning down to kiss his forehead.

"You're lucky I love you."

"Is it the face? Or the muscles?"

He flexed his arm muscle for her, and that made her laugh. The clouds literally parted, and she kissed his forehead, meaning it this time.

"All of it, Félix."

"Are you still mad?"

"A little. But, my love for you is more than all my anger."

He whistled at that.

"That much? Wow. I've seen you angry, that's saying something."

She damn near snorted at that. He loved her snorts, her laughter, her anger. She was an INCREDIBLE woman. He got himself comfortable behind her, being careful as he rubbed her shoulders. He saw that smile grow, and it was better than any rainbow he's ever seen.

"You know, I'm glad that made you laugh. You got so upset last time you rained over the dresser."

"Would've been worse, if you didn't shoo those clouds for me."

Felix shrugged. His wife's emotions weren't 'stable', but they were hers. He remembered just why she was upset.

"Hey, I read that chapter to, and Alejandro did her dirty."

She threw the dress back into the dresser, turning to him quickly.

"DIDN'T HE?! Ese culo!"

He sat there, for a moment, watching his wife rant. He liked reading the same romance books as her, for moments like these. For her to yell and rant and thunder over this fictional man, who broke the heart of a fictional woman. She was so animated, so full of life. Pair that with her natural beauty, and you get the reason why Félix had a reason to smile everyday. The sound of thunder cut her off bit thought, and she started to comb her fingers through her hair quickly.

"Clear skies, clear skies..."

He lifted his shirt over her head the second he heard cracking thunder. She looked up at him with those pretty eyes of hers. He leaned down, bumping his nose against hers. He LOVED her nose to absolute bits.

"You can have as much thunder, lightening, hail, snow, rain, as you want. I will be here the entire time, to be there for you. I'll dry your dresses, I'll fix your hair, Mi querida, I'll literally give you the shirt off my back. You feel how you want to."

She smiled at him. The way she smiled at him. Oh it made his heart sing.

"Félix..."

"You say my name the same way you did all those years ago. You remember our wedding?"

"Ai, yes, all hurricane and-"

"And you looked beautiful. You STILL do."

She reached over to grab at his face, and press her lips right against his. Now THAT was a kiss. Her kisses were always passionate, always so vibrant. Once they parted, he knew he had a big, dumb grin on his face.

"So too mad at me for...?~"

She knew what he meant. She tried to look exhausted or annoyed, but she was awful at hiding her emotions.

"You got me so stressed out over this. Fine, go get it."

He pulled his shirt away, now clinging onto it like an excited school girl.

"Wait, I get to ride the tornado tonight?"

"Oh Dios mío- stop calling it that!"

It's what he called the toy they used. It was his idea, and purely because she laughed at it, the name stayed. He jumped out of bed, throwing his shirt in the hamper as he went into his closet. He did a little dance on his way there, knowing full well she watched his ass as he did so. He pulled out the hidden step stool from one side, using it to grab a box from the top shelf. He had to go through so much effort, for the sake of keeping his kids out of here. He loved them sure, but they were snoopy little things.

"Don't fall, you'll hit your head again!"

"Happened ONCE."

He met her eyes from the closet in a second, before he climbed back down from the closet, dropping the box on the bed. She opened it, while he took off his pants, then his underwear. He then sat there, watching her put the dildo onto the strap. It was a pretty decent size, and honestly, most would find it intimidating. Once it was put together, she stood up to take off her dress, only for him to stop her.

"Wait wait wait! Let me do it! Please?"

She rolled her eyes at him, chuckling as she nodded. He helped her pull down the dress, and the second it fell to the floor, he sat back, and clapped loudly, whooping simultaneously.

"Que mujer tan sexy!Gira para mí hermosa!"

He stomped his foot on the floor, he clapped his hands loudly- anything to try to sway her. She pretended as if this was a chore, before she spun for him. She spun so quickly and with such vigor, she didn't know when to stop, and she yelped as she crashed right into his lap. He laughed as he grabbed her, making sure she didn't fall. She covered her laughing, blushing face with her hand, shoving him a bit with the other.

"Oh...you keep me young, Félix. Now if you can stop being embarrassing."

"Ah, you love it! Like how I love you."

He carefully took her hand away from her mouth, in order to kiss her. The kiss didn't last more a second, but he didn't need it to. Not when she peeled off her underwear, and tied the strap to her frame. He held out her hand, and he immediately knew to give her the oil. He tried not to be too excited as he watched her oiled palm stroke the light blue toy. She stroked it so slowly, yet with purpose, as if she was putting on a show. Once that was lubed up, he watched as she poured more onto her hand, and use her other hand to grab onto his thigh, supporting herself as she leaned into his face.

"Try not to get too excited, mi armor."

"That's like me telling you to NOT be beautiful."

That glimpse of a smile, right before she kissed him? Angelic. He sank into it, loving how her oiled hand stroked his cock, rubbed his balls. She was so careful, so loving with it. Was it any wonder he was holding onto her face so tenderly, even occasionally brushing her hair out of his face? She pulled away after what felt like seconds, despite him REALLY not wanting her to.

"Alright, on your front now, you're ready."

"Si. Now where is- ah, gracias."

Whenever they did this, Félix always needed his special pillow. It made the whole thing more comfortable for him, rather than him just sitting in doggy style and complain that he was aching. She waited until he got comfortable, and upon getting the thumbs up, crawled into bed. She took a firm hold of one of his cheeks, making him laugh in surprise.

"Easy with the nails!"

"You like my nails, silencio. Now, am I using my fingers today?"

Sometimes she'd prep his ass with her fingers. But they didn't exactly do much, given the side difference between them. Whenever she did it, it was mostly to make this time last longer. He shook his head.

"Don't make me wait, please. It feels like I've been waiting so long for you."

He hoped his voice was enough to tempt her. She kissed at his shoulder, before pushing the toy against his ass. It was oiled, she was riled up, he was excited. Then, she pushed it in. She didn't hesitate to shove herself in halfway, stopping when he gave a loud, rather pleased groan. He was about to tell her to just sit there for a moment, only to feel her ever so slowly rake her claws down his back. From his shoulders, right to his ass. He felt his whole body get tingly over something so simple. Not to mention, knowing his smoking hot wife was doing it? It was incredible.

"Mmm...one...one more, my love. Slower~"

Oh she took her time. Right from his shoulders, slowly cascading down his back, past his love handles, till she dug her nails into ass, till it stung. He was expecting it, but it STILL made him jump a bit. Then, this absolute goddess, leaned down to his ear, taking a little nibble of it.

"You can take it fully, can't you? For me?"

He nodded quickly, fingers gripping onto his pillow.

"Yes. Put all of it in. I can handle it. But go slow at first. I know you get impatient."

He heard her swear under her breath, and it was so funny to him, knowing his wife WANTED to fuck him. She took it slow, pulling out of him, before slowly pushing it in. It was a slow process of empty, full, empty full. She knew how to properly stuff his ass. To the point where his eyes were hazy, and, even better, her breathing was getting fast. She liked watching the toy slip in and out of him, and knowing SHE was the cause. His oiled, eager asshole accepted her gratefully, and he was more than willing to give him what he wanted. Then, she dug her fingers into his hair, and pulled. It was a good, hard pull that made him cry out for her.

And she thrived on it. He swore he heard thunder crackle above them as she growled into his ear.

"Stop playing with me. Let me fuck you. Properly. I know how you want it. Why are you taunting me?"

He looked back at her, both scared, and aroused by her eyes. No terrifying scowl. Just impatient, restless, hungry.

"I want you to admit you want to."

"What?"

"You heard me. I want you to admit it, because you need it. We both do."

She tried to look annoyed, but she failed. She kept herself pushed fully into him, before huffing.

"Alright. I'll admit it. I want you. I want to fuck your ass until you cum on my sheets. Can I have it now?"

He nodded eagerly, one hand reaching down below to grab at his dick, pumping it at just the right speed.

"Yes, yes, please, don't make me wait anymore, mi querida esposa, I want you to give me all your stress, please!"

And that she did. One hand in his hair, one hand at his hip, she started to buck her hips into him. It was loud, it was fast, and from the large amounts of oil she used, rather wet. And it was everything. She fucked him like she was angry at him, like he had been a bad, bad man, and he was being punishment appropriately. Given the rather hard smack to his smack, he definitely thought, for a second, that she was angry at him. But her words said otherwise.

"Your ass takes my cock so well. I can tell you love this. I can hear you playing with your cock, I can see that stupid smile on your face. Quiero follarte hasta que no puedas ni pensar."

Oh she was a naughty woman herself. She kept muttering under her breath to him, all sorts of remarks about his body, that honestly, made him feel TERRIBLY sexy. Then she started to absolutely plow him. She was making the headboard slam against the wall over and over in her fury, and holy SHIT did it drive him crazy. She was small, dainty looking, but she was aggressive, she was furious. She was perfect.

"Hermosa, you're b-being too loud-"

"Unless you're cumming for me, you do not FUCKING speak."

Oh how she grabbed onto his hair, pulling him into submission and silence. Well, not total silence. Why? Because you could NOT get this man to shut up about this woman.

"I LOVE you! I love making love to you! I love LOOKING at you, hermosa, I love touching you, I love getting FUCKED by you-!"

He couldn't stop. He kept singing praises for her, crying out for him as she dominated his ass. And, what finally made him cum? Was her kissing his shoulder. It was stupid, how that made him moan louder than a whore, how that made thick, Hot cum spill onto her sheets. But it worked. They sat there for a moment, basking in the afterglow. She lightly smacked his back.

"Sit up for me."

He mourned the cock slowly being pulled our of him, but did as she said. Once he sat down, she laid on his lap, resting her head on his shoulder, and running her fingers through his hairy chest. Félix kissed the top of her head, loving how she smelled like fresh rain.

"I love doing that with you. You're incredible."

"You're too sweet to me, Félix. I'm...very happy, having married you, having you be the padre to all my babies."

"They'd be nothing without having such a wonderful mama. Like Camilo, that boy loves you."

She looked up at him, reaching up to his hair to play with it.

"He has your hair, I love that about him."

"He's got YOUR beautiful face though. I love everything about your face. Especially when I touch you like this~"

"Oye, chico sucio~"

He dipped his fingers in between her legs, stuffing two fingers into her soaking wet pussy. Combine that with him kissing between her still covered breasts, and he was making it very clear that honey, he had a storm a comin'.