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Love Bleeds Red - An EZ Reyes/OC One Shot Story.

Some tender and loving EZ for your viewing pleasure, besties!

Words - 1,678

Warnings - Smut below the cut, minors DNI! Also, this focuses on period sex, more normalising of the practice than blood kink. 

“I’m so horny.” Her lament was delivered on a soft sigh, curling her knees into herself more.

EZ was perplexed at why, from her point of view, this wasn’t a problem he could very easily facilitate the remedy for. “So, let’s go and have sex, then.”  

She crinkled her nose slightly, her shoulder twitching in a show of discomfort. “I still have my period a bit.”

“And?” he shrugged. “I don’t care, we can just put a towel down.” She looked at him in slight disbelief, prompting his soft laughter. “Really, I don’t give a damn. It isn’t like blood doesn’t wash off.”  

She eventually agreed, feeling a little uncomfortable about it still, going to wash and do the necessary tampon removal, seeing that she was just spotting a little and relaxing more with the idea. By the time she was lying beneath the warm blanket of his nudity, her hands touring the caramel brown skin encasing such huge muscles, she was even more comfortable, EZ’s mouth covering hers in soft kisses as he held her to him.  

He always loved the way his skin looked against hers, the contrast, him darker, and her so pale. Snow White, he often called her, with her alabaster skin, dark hair, blue eyes and rosebud lips. She was a million miles away from any other woman he’d ever been with, and that was the draw with her initially. Now, she kept him captivated with so much more than her pristine good looks. One of those things in particular, he slowly worked his way towards with a trail of hungry kisses.

“Baby, are you...” she trailed off in question, raising her eyebrows. “But I’m...” An uncomfortable grimace followed.  

Again, she was met by a shrug. “You said it wasn’t much.” His lips pressed hot upon her bare pubic mound, those kisses lowering further. “Besides, you’re not bleeding from here.” His tongue skimmed her clit in a gentle lick, his fingers opening her to his view, seeing nothing there untoward. A tiny taste of copper tang wouldn’t put him off, though. His investment was in making her feel good when she needed him to, regardless of what he sensed men who had come before him likely treated with repulsion, for her to be so surprised at his ease with it.  

Each careful flick of his tongue had pleasure skittering through her, the lingering aches within soothed by the warm rush of delight, little comets beginning to glitter through her, her thighs shaking under the stroking from his hands. For him to not care at all, to put himself directly near to where she bled, it made her feel bonded with him on another level of intimacy, each warm lap of his tongue evoking a bloom of tingles, his thumb softly stroking her opening in time with each licked circle over her clit.  

Slick, sparkling dew wet his thumb, his tongue slipping down, pressing flat against her, laving with slow, hard licks, ending at her bud, feeling it twitch against his tongue, sucking on her, his cock pressed hard against his abs.  

“Fuck, you’re so wet already.” He groaned, tongue dipping into her opening again, tasting her arousal keenly, dragging back to her clit with the kind of light swirls that evoked beautiful tingles to begin sizzling up her spine.  

Using his thumb, he pulled her clit hood back, exposing the little bud to his tongue, licking her slowly up and down, from side to side and then in circles, groaning against her as the divine song of her arousal filled the air, his blue-eyed beauty delirious with pleasure.  He opened his eyes, his mouth widening into a smile as he watched her in utter rapture, sucking her gently again with a deep groan, long lashes closing, his furnace stoked to roaring flame by the heat of her own embers, her perfect, silky pale skin goosepimpled and quivering.  

“You’re so goddamned beautiful, you know that?” he told her adoringly, eyes finding hers over the heaving orbs of her tits, thumb taking over at her clit while he circled her navel with sweeping, wet heat, kissing his way to her mouth again. “And god, I fucking love you so much.”  

“I love you, too.” Her words tremored on a soft gasp, EZ kissing her again before he moved to lie flat before her once more, lips encircling her bud, enveloping and sucking, his cheeks hollowing, deep moans adding vibrations to the incredible sensations that had her reeling.

He released her with a soft pop, tongue beating back and forth over her swollen clit, her body straying from him slightly, the pleasure driving her away, each nerve ending wracked with oversensitivity. His hands gripped her thighs, holding her still as his mouth buried into her slick heat again, so firm and consuming, feasting upon her with zeal.  

She had to wonder if the wet warmth she could feel spreading was more than the silky slick of her arousal, her eyes searching his before she spoke. “I’m not, am I...” she tentatively questioned, EZ shaking his head as he continued to eat her with unrelenting hunger.

“You’re not, stop worrying about it.” His voice had gone to gravel with lust, her head resting back on the pillow, the dark waves fanned out across the white linen of the bed, her nails trailing his scalp as her soft moans spurred him on further.

He began to coax deep grits from her throat, her sweet demeanour giving way to a woman of coarseness, making him so foggy with arousal he couldn’t bear not to be inside her a moment longer. Pleasure fell like a shooting star within the vast sky that was her body, his thumb taking over what his tongue had so skilfully conjured as he moved between her legs, the thick head of his hardness intruding, parting her soaking walls with a long sigh of satisfaction.

The heat of his cock radiated throughout her, the golden-brown sunset of his eyes darkened with lust, pupils blown as he fixated upon her. He loved her with every fibre of himself, the flames of such catching at her edges, cindering, his fingertips caressing her face, gliding though her hair, raining kisses upon her perfect lips, her own trawling over his thick, wide back, her molten core alight, the petals of her cunt opened like a flower around the thick intrusion of him.

He glided against her tender walls, pushing her thighs further apart as he dipped his head to kiss the column of her throat, her veins warmed by unrelenting, sharp waves of pleasure throbbing out from her core, where she felt warmth rushing forth, knowing she was covering him in a sheen of crimson, feeling as if she needed to pull away. He only clutched her tighter, kissed her with more urgency, told her with his body and all the love that poured from him into her that it didn’t matter at all.  

She softened then, gave in to the pleasure, to him covering her, her entire body feeling like he was lighting up entire constellations within her, burning and collapsing, brightness illuminating through darkness as her hips moved up against him, her legs wrapping around his waist, each little mewl soft against lips that kissed her with tenderness, but all the heat of a thousand suns.  

He sat back on his heels, ecstasy soaring through him as his hands stroked her curves, watching his cock slipping effortlessly into the tight grasp of her cunt, becoming redder with every thrust. Her inner thighs were stained, bright red smearing upon soft, fresh snow, the sight of it more arousing than he’d ever considered it would be. There was something about having her at that time, something primal stirred within him, the source of all that was fertile within her painted upon them, the picture of love, lust and greed, an undying need for one another, hot vermillion flowing freely the harder he hit his cock against her summit, evoking her cries of feral bliss.

His head dipped, sucking the soft pink of her nipples in turn, panting against her tits as she gripped him hard, the viscid clutch dragging sparks along the length of his cock as he lost all control, staccato thrusts replacing anything contained as he chased the swell of nirvana, fire chasing frost through his veins, his hand dropping between them, thumb rubbing her clit as he took his weight on his other arm, forehead pressed to hers, her cries of ecstasy pooling on her lips as he drank them back with every kiss.  

“Yeah, that’s it,” he encouraged, his groans all smoke and salt. “Cum for me, baby.”  

And she did, and it was a swell so magnificently fervent, it knocked her sideways, a blaze of euphoria reducing her to ashes, his hips stuttering as he filled her with thick ropes of cum, bliss consuming his body as it slowed and settled upon hers.  

They lay in a haze, wrapped around one another, messy, blood streaked and breathless, for what felt like a long time, stroking one another, sleepy and dreamy as what had so consumed them ebbed away, her soft walls twitching around him. Afterwards, he carried her to the bathroom, plugging the tub and turning the tap on, emptying honey scented bubble bath in, turning to kiss her. He threw the bloodied towel in the sink, pouring in cold water over it, and once the bath was full, slid down into it behind her, the warm cocoon cleansing them both, trails of red colouring the water he held her in, stroking her dark hair while laying fond kisses upon her shoulder.  

He knew as he lay there that he’d hunger for her again the next month, to be painted in her womanliness, to show her the same affection. Except the next month didn’t come, the seed that would become his son planted, bringing forth another fertile joy for EZ; one where he fucked his love while she was swollen and beautiful with his child.  

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[your-space-brain]

The Space Between

Ezekiel “EZ” Reyes x Reader - One Shot

Gif does not belong to me.

Moved from @spacedbrainnn

The way he looked at you could’ve melted a nun. His dark eyes were so brooding, with so many thoughts trapped behind them that he just couldn’t voice. His complicated mind held so many trapped notions that wouldn’t forth from his lips. He was given the curse of remembering everything.

You were his object of affection. He looked at you and the corners of his lips turned up, the subtle action lighting up his whole face. You watched him walk to you and raise his hand, to touch your fingertips to his.

You did the same, touching your fingertips to his rough ones, if it wasn’t for the clear barrier between you of glass. Instead, you were met with the smooth coolness, and he pulled his hand back as quickly as it was put up.

You could never be too sure in prison. There were eyes and ears everywhere, and as EZ picked up the black phone, so did you.

“Hey, mi ciela.” The phone receiver was pressed close to his mouth, so he could talk lower, so the others didn’t hear. He didn’t need you used as a weapon against him on the inside. His voice slowly soothed your nervous system.

“Hey, EZ.”

“How are you doing out there?”

“It’s lonely.”

“…I know.”

He didn’t regret taking the heat for the Reaper Run. He didn’t regret the beating that he got from the cops. He regretted leaving his heart behind on the outside.

“Have you been taking the money that I told Angel to give you?”

“Do I ever?”

He exhaled, a faint chuckle leaving his lips. You never did. You were so stubborn. You were about as headstrong as he was, if not more. If the situation was different, you’d argue with him.

“You need to. It’s my money.”

“I’m not worried about me, I’m worried about you.”

“I’m good, miel, I’m good.”

“There’s money on your books?”

“Yes. Don’t worry about me. I got me, querida.”

“I know, but…” There was a moment of silence, your desperate eyes looking at his calmer, more stoic ones. “Are you keeping busy in there?”

“I try. They rip books down the spine so you only get part of them. Kind of hard to read a book when you start and stop right in the middle.”

You frowned, and changed the subject again. “Does it hurt bad?” You asked of the marrings on his skin from the police batons.

“Not too bad. Reminds me to keep moving.”

“Did they—”

“Reyes.”

They didn’t need to say it. Time’s up. 5 minutes, once a week. Your heart jumped in your throat as he stood.

“I love you.” You were desperate. He looked you right in your eyes, and you knew he wouldn’t say it.

‘I love you.’ He mouthed, before nodding as if to confirm it before he turned away. You could never be too careful. Showing emotion just got you hurt in there. 604,800 seconds, you would wait, just to get your 300 seconds with him.

— end —

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[much-adoo-about-smut]

Hear me out, but JD Pardo as a live-action Miguel O’Hara?

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Y’all want another Rio Story?

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Oh my gosh, a drunk Ez? I love this! 😂 You always write him so well! And the ending? I don’t know how you do it, but you write his bashful personality so so well, I can hear and picture it! 🥰

You Don’t Remember?

EZ Reyes x Reader

Warnings: language (mild)

Word Count: 3.3k

A/N: This one was a lot of fun. 🥰 Drunk EZ with some light angst and some fluff to wrap it all up. Enjoy, and as always, feel free to shoot me any requests you have! 

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[nunubug99]

I’ve discovered a way to trick my brain! A very dramatic start I know, but hear me out.

It’s sometimes hard to justify buying something you really want / need - even when you have the money. But others it’s hard to ask someone to buy it for you knowing that it is a little pricey.

So, I decided to pretend that my imaginary glucose guardian gave me their card and told me to treat myself.

This SD / SM / etc could be anyone your imagination brings you. Daddy is a gender neutral term, and in this case Daddy wants ✨their angel✨to have whatever their heart desires.

I highly recommend it! Save up some cash, wear an outfit that makes you feel like a bad bitch, and go on a shopping spree spending “Daddy’s” money!

Find someone that has that “Say the word and it’s yours” energy yk? Very much Richard Gere in Pretty woman.

Personally these are the people I’m thinking of :

✨ Trevante Rhodes ✨

✨Chris Pine ✨

✨Oscar Isaac✨

✨Lashawna Lynch✨ (step on me 😩)

✨ Kate Siegel ✨

✨Jonathan Majors ✨

✨ JD Pardo✨

✨ Janina Gavankar ✨

✨Chris evans✨

✨Michael B Jordan ✨

✨Dev Patel ✨

✨Jon Boyagea ✨

✨Tom Hardy✨

Etc …

[soaimagines]

late nights ♡

Pairing: EZ Reyes x Female Reader

Summary: EZ comes home late to find that you fell asleep waiting for him..

Warnings: R18+, language, smut, daddy kink, dirty talk, fingering, oral sex (male and female receiving) vaginal sex, slight spanking and choking 😅

Authors Note: I had to get this out cause I’m hella thirsty . There’s no real plot here, just filth.

Gif credit to @angels-reyes

Full disclosure, I do not speak español, I try to use the language respectfully and sparingly and hope I have done so. I try to stick to pet names only and I mean no offence 🖤

Tags: @minnicelli • @ifoundmyhappythought

For a moment EZ rested on his bike, having just pulled into your driveway, the engine still hot beneath him. A wave of guilt washed over him, knowing that he was late once again. He always felt bad when club business kept him from you and he hated letting you down. The night air was still warm and the street was quiet as he glanced around the neighbouring properties. He looked at the moon as he unbuckled his helmet and lifted it off his head. It was bright tonight, almost full and he smiled, remembering the nights he’d spent with you under the stars.  He swung his leg over his bike and ruffled his hair as he walked to the front steps. There was a light on, as usual. You always left a light on for him. He was quiet as he unlocked the door, and stepped inside. He kicked off his boots and placed them next to the door, careful not to let the thuds wake you. After locking the door he pulled his kutte off his shoulders and placed it carefully over the back of a chair, giving at a pat before turning away.

The hallway was dark and he shifted quietly towards the light coming from your bedroom. Poking his head around the door frame, his breath caught in his throat.

You were asleep, as he’d expected for this time of night. What he wasn’t expecting, however, was the lingerie adorning your body as you laid curled up on top of the blankets. He gulped and stepped into the room, his eyes roaming over the black lace hugging your curves and he let out a low breath.

Knowing you had gotten all dressed up for him added a whole other wave of guilt and he hated the thought of you waiting around for him and falling asleep disappointed. He brushed his hand over his face. There was no point dwelling on it now. The least he could do was make it up to you.

You stirred in your sleep as the mattress shifted under his weight, though your eyes remain closed. He brushed his hand over your thigh, squeezing your skin softly.

“EZ?” You murmured, your eyes squinting as you woke.

“Yeah. It’s me, baby.” EZ responded. His voice was soft and you smiled hearing it. “I’m sorry I’m late.”

You gave him a small smile and stretched out.

“You put all this on for me?” EZ asked.

For a moment you’d forgotten were wearing and when you realised you blushed slightly. But the way he asked, his voice low and full of lost only ignited the heat you’d had within you as you’d gotten dressed for him.

“Mmhmm,” You nodded, biting your lip.

“Princesa,” Ez whispered, sending shivers up your spine. “Lemme see.”

You rolled onto your back, arching it slightly.

Under his gaze you melted, you could almost feel his eyes roaming over every inch of your skin and when he licked his lips you let out a breath. His hand traced over your thighs and he caressed your skin with his thumb as he lead his hand closer to your pussy.

You bit your lip and spread your legs slightly, allowing him access. He shifted, kneeling on the bed and he leant over your body. You could feel his breath against your lips and you met his gaze. He always loved to tease you, and tonight was no different. Leaning his forehead against yours he moved his hands up your thighs once more only this time he didn’t retreat. You whimpered as he brushed his hand over your pussy and he smirked.

He moved his hand over your mound once more before tugging the lace to the side. With his middle finger he slowly traced along your slit. Both of you moaned then, you at the feel of his touch and him at how wet your were already.

“You’re already so wet for me, baby.” EZ murmured.

The moment his lips touched yours a wave of urgency washed over you. All night you’d waited for him, and you needed him, now. As he kissed you his fingers slid through your folds and he gently began to circle your clit.

“Ez,” you moaned against his lips.

He smirked, increasing his speed. Your hands clutched at his shirt and you raised your hips, pushing yourself towards him. He kissed you slowly, his lips moving with yours while never ceasing his movements down below. His fingers moved lower and he slid one inside you, circling it around your hole. You gasped and rolled your hips, inviting him in and he began to pump his fingers inside you.

His lips ghosted over your jaw and he kissed down your neck, sucking at the skin and leaving a trail of bruises as he made his way to your collarbone. The way you squirmed and whimpered under his touch only turned him on more and he moved his fingers faster now.

“Fuck, your so wet querida,” EZ growled. He tugged your bra down, exposing your breasts and he wrapped his mouth around your nipples. His fingers pumped in and out of you expertly, curling against your g spot. You moaned again, lifting your hips to meet his movements. His tongue ran circles over your nipples and he grazed over them lightly with his teeth.

Suddenly he pulled away from you and you whined at the sudden emptiness. He knelt on the bed and pulled his shirt over his head before tossing it to the floor. You bit your lip as your eyes roamed his body, the toned muscles and the veins. He was so fucking sexy.

EZ ripped your panties down your thighs and tossed them away before pushing your legs open. He knelt between them and licked his lips as he eyed your bare pussy, already glistening with your juices. He leant over you and crashed his lips against yours and your hands roamed his back.

“Fuck me, daddy.” You whispered against his lips.

EZ smirked, his eyes dark with a hunger and his fingers made their way back to your pussy. He pushed his middle finger inside you with ease and you bit your lip, a soft moan escaping them.

“You want me to fuck your tight little pussy, princesa?” He pulled his finger out slowly and traced it over your clit.

“Please, Ezekiel, I need you.” You nodded, your eyes never leaving his.

“I’m gonna fuck you,” He kissed you softly. “But not yet.”

Before you could protest he moved down the bed and laid between your legs. His arms hooked under your thighs, pulling you close to him and he ran his tongue over your slit. You gasped and clutched the sheets, yearning for more of him.

“Mmm, baby,” He spread your legs wider and his tongue ran over your clit slowly. “Your pussy always tastes so good.”

His tongue circled your clit and he reached his hands up your body, squeezing on your tits as he got to work. You grabbed a pillow and clutched it to your face, stifling your moans as he circled your clit teasingly slow. When his lips wrapped around you and he sucked at your clit you raised your hips and let out another loan into the pillow. EZ glanced up and tugged the pillow away.

“No, princesa. I want to hear you.”

You bit your lip and watched as he went back to his slow licks and his eyes never left yours as he ran his tongue over your clit. His tongue moved faster now, like he was reciting the alphabet and you bit your lip, panting as you reached down and ran your fingers through his  hair. You held his head against you and lifted your hips and you could feel him smile against you.

“You like that, baby?” You moaned in response and he moved his hands down your body and he pulled away from you, only slightly as his fingers ran over your slit.

He let out a moan as he watched his fingers run your clit and he pushed his fingers into your throbbing pussy.

“Fuck, daddy.” You whines as he pumped his fingers inside you.

“You’re such a good girl for me, princesa.” He licked your clit.

“Getting all dressed up for me,” He sucked at it softly. “Waiting for me.”

You moaned and lifted your hips to meet the strokes of his tongue. He moaned against you, and began pumping his fingers once more, curling them against your wall and rubbing against your gspot. You writhed on the bed, your hands clutching at the sheets as he sucked at your clit while his fingers pounded your pussy.

“Fuck, EZ!”

“You gonna cum for me, princesa?” He growled against you.

You moaned in response and sunk your teeth into your bottom lip as pressure built within you. His fingers pumped faster and his mouth moved over your clit, licking and sucking. You were panting now, your hips rising to meet his movements.

“Cum for me, baby.”

His permission was all you needed and you let out a moan as your orgasm coursed through you. Your walls clenched around his fingers as you came and his tongue never stopped running over your clit making you squirm under his touch, your legs trembling around him.

“Good girl,” he moaned against you and he lapped at your juices, his tongue running all over your pussy.

Almost immediately he tugged his jeans and his boxers down his thighs, and you licked your lips when you saw how hard his cock was. He grasped it in his hand and knelt between your legs, lining himself up at your entrance.

“You want me to fuck your tight little pussy?” He panted as he ran the tip of his cock over your slit. His eyes watched as your juices coated himself and you heard him groan at the sight.

“Fuck me, Daddy.” You moaned as he rubbed his cock over your clit, still so sensitive.

He plunged his cock into you and you gasped at the sensation, your hands grabbing his hips. He rested for a moment, letting you adjust to the thickness of his cock.

“Fuck your pussy feels so good, princesa.”

He crashed his lips against yours, stifling your moan as he pulled out of you slowly.

“So tight.” He pushed into you.

You moaned and ran your hands over his back as he set a pace with his hips, thrusting into you slowly and deeply.

“So fucking wet.”

He wanted you to feel every inch of him entering you and he lost himself in the sound of the whimpers you made as he pushed into you. His eyes were glued to your pussy and seeing your folds wrapped around his cock, glistening with your juices, was driving him wild. After a few more thrusts he pulled out of you and knelt in the bed, stroking his cock slowly.

“Rollover.” He ordered.

You bit your lip and obeyed, rolling onto your stomach and pushing your ass into the air, your cheek pressed against the sheets. EZ let out a breath as he looked at your ass and he caressed it, making you wriggle. You knelt, pushing your body onto all fours and waving your ass higher in the air. He brought his hand down swiftly, slapping your ass and making you gasp. He rubbed the already reddening mark and leant down to kiss it. He knelt straight and grabbed his cock. Lining it up, you felt him run his cock over your dripping pussy before he pushed into you once more.

The change of position gave a whole new sense of pleasure and he set a faster pace. His cock slammed into you and you collapsed against the mattress, falling onto your elbows. EZ gripped your hips, sure to leave bruises in the morning, and you moaned between breaths as he picked up a relentless pace, slamming into your pussy hard and fast.

“You like that, princesa? You like it when I fuck your little pussy?”

“Yes daddy.” You moaned in response.

He leant forward and pulled your hair into a ponytail, his thrusts never ceasing. With a gentle tug at your hair he pulled you back onto all fours and with his spare hand he reached under you. His fingers found your clit and he rubbed clumsy circles.

You bit your lip, trying to contain your moans and you arched your backs He leant over you, leaving sloppy kisses along the back of your neck and hearing his staggered breathing, and his soft moans sent you into overdrive.

“Fuck, daddy.” You whined.

He released his grip on your hair only to wrap his hand around your throat.

“You gonna cum again, mama?”

You attempted to nod, which proved difficult with his grip on your throat and his hips pounding into you. But he didn’t wait for an answer though and he rubbed his fingers over your clit faster.

“Yeah? You gonna cum all over my cock?”

You moaned now and he squeezed your throat slightly tighter.

His breath was hot in your air as he whispered.

“Come for me, princesa.”

Hearing those words, you lost all control, and your eyes rolled back as waves of pleasure rolled through you. Your pussy squirted, making EZ groan and sending shivers all over your skin, your legs trembling in ecstasy.

“Fuck you’re so sexy, my preciosa.”

His pace was sloppy now and you knew he was almost ready as well. He didn’t resist as you pulled his hand away from your throat and moved away from him. You immediately turned around and knelt down before him.

You licked your juices off his throbbing cock and he let out a low moan, watching your tongue run along the vein and around his tip. He grasped his cock and you licked your tongue around him before taking him in your mouth.

“Fuck, princesa.” He moaned as you moved your lips back and forth, your cheeks hallowing.

He cupped your face, his thumb brushing over his cheek as he watched you take him in your mouth.

“You wanna taste my cum, huh?”

You met his eye in response, your tongue running over his tip. He was close, you knew it, and you swiped his hand away from his cock, taking it in your hand instead. Both your hands wrapped around his cock and you moved them with your lips, twisting them as you did.

EZ let out a shaky moan and you squeezed slightly while you sucked at him. You pumped his cock a few more times before he came in your mouth and you met his eye as you swallowed his load. Once more you sucked his cock, making him tremble and moan before kissing it lightly and falling back onto the bed.

EZ collapsed beside you and you both laid silence as you caught your breath. His hand traced lazily over your thigh and he turned you you, his hand cupping your face as he turned you to look at him.

“I’m sorry I was late, mi vida.” He kissed your forehead and you smiled.

“It’s okay,” you said softly. “You can be as late as you want if you fuck me like that.”

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[spaghettificationandpretzels]

And this one definitely gives me EZ Reyes vibes:

Person B does a spa day for person A

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EZ spends the day making sure you know how much he loves you.

You awoke to a note on your bedside table, "come and find me." EZ's handwriting made you smile, a little heart at the end of the words. You got up, threw on a dressing gown, and made your way through the house, meeting EZ in the kitchen, "what have you got planned today?"

He smiled, "well Mi corazón, you've been working so hard I figure you deserve a treat so I've planned you a spa day."

He took your hand and led you into the bathroom, "strip."

You giggled, "oh, is it that kind of treat?"

He shook his head, "no, I made a body mask for you, you don't need to lose the panties if you don't want."

You smiled, "what a gentleman." He helped you take off your night clothes before rubbing the mask over your skin, "it tingles?"

He nodded, "mint oil, it's a theme today."

"Oh really, you've been doing some research?"

He nodded with a smile, "mint oil is good for both hair growth and skin health, there's also fancy castor oil in the hair mask I made."

You smiled, "Jamaican black castor oil?"

He huffed, "that's it, the lady at the store said it was the best money can buy."

You pressed a kiss to his cheek, trying to avoid smearing anything on him, "you're very sweet EZ." Once that had sat for twenty minutes, he helped you wash it off, then filled the tub and directed you to rest your head over the edge.

"Tell me if I tug on anything yeah?"

You nodded as he wet your hair and combed it out, "of course." He took his time, making sure to stop and rub your scalp and neck as he went, when your hair was brushed out, he got a handful of the homemade mask and spread it through the strands, "mmmm, that feels nice."

He smiled, "does it? I made sure to only buy the best."

You giggled, "gee wiz EZ, what else do you have in store for me today."

"After this, I'm going to wash this out, then shampoo and conditioner your hair then fix your curls so they're perfect. Then I'm going to do your nail and after that, we're going to spend the rest of the day cuddling on the couch watching your favourite movies."

You smiled so big your face hurt, "what did I do to deserve all of this?"

He pressed a kiss to your cheek, "you didn't do anything other than be mine and that's good enough for me."

Fin

[wolfiekru]

Alright alright I need a dark! president ez Reyes fic where he slowly softens up after meeting his s/o but with a twist S/o has some sort of disability that ez learns to understand✒️🙌🖤

@darklydeliciousdesires @withmyteeth @mayans-sauce

[breezymichelle99]

A Dangerous Game To Play| Rio (Good Girls)

A|N: This is a fun little cross over story I wrote with Rio from Good Girls and Ez Reyes from Mayans. As always this is a work of fiction. (Pics for the moodboard came from Pinterest.)

Summary: A new business deal with a biker gang turns an interesting meeting into a night you won’t soon forget.

Warnings: mention of drugs, guns, gangs, shady business deals, public sex, some dirty talk, bad language, overprotective Rio, gross male behavior, slight choking, marking, possessive Rio, fingering, Rio making Ez watch, unprotected bar sex, begging, slight orgasm denial, controlling Rio. Rio being a straight up tease, sweet Rio in the end.

Rio had been trying to expand his business for a while now. “Flipping his game.”  as he called it. You’d been with him for a while now you were used to him getting into new business ventures. But for some reason no matter what it was he always consulted you on it first. He valued your opinion and that meant a lot to you. “You're the queen of my kingdom,ma.” he’d tell you all the time. “What’s mine, is yours, we’re in this together and I need to know what we’re getting into is a good choice for us both.” The words echoed in your ears as you got ready to go with him to meet with a potential new client. 

“Hey Mama, you almost ready?” Rio calls to you from outside the bedroom door, refusing to let him in because you knew if you did you would NEVER make it to that meeting on time. You open the door. He fell silent as he looked you up and down, biting his lip. “Damn, ma.” he says. His finger trails across your forehead as he moves a piece of hair from your face with his pinky, looking down at you with dark dangerous eyes. You melt into him. “We better get going, don’t want to be late.” you smirk at him. Leaving him begging for more. He watched you walk down the hall, in your skin tight black dress, and heels and disappear into the kitchen. He sighed. This was going to be a long night. 

He opens the door to his Range Rover for you, you give him a small kiss and get in, but not without a gentle smack to your ass. “Rio.” you giggle. “Sorry Darlin, couldn’t help myself.” he chuckles as he closes the door and gets behind the wheel. Your eyes watching him every step of the way. His hand immediately finds your thigh, your fingers intertwine with his. You give him a smile, the pair of you talking out the details as you drive. 

You pull up to the small bar. You both look at each other. You knew the game. Rio did the talking you did the listening, and watching then you two would talk it over and then make your next move. That’s how you played it every single time. This time was no different. You were meeting with Ez Reyes. He was the VP of the Mayans Biker gang. Rio had been looking for a way to move his new product, a few weeks ago he had met EZ through a mutual friend, Ez had been very interested in a business deal with Rio, but Rio he wasn’t so sure. So he set up a meeting and brought his best asset along; YOU. 

You never entered the bar together, you always went in first, sitting at the bar. Rio followed close behind, sitting close enough for you to hear the conversation but far enough to keep out of trouble. He gave you a wink as he passed you, noticing the slight pink tint on your cheeks. Didn’t matter how long you had been with him, he still gave you the butterflies. He ordered you a Bourbon and sat down in a booth behind you. 

You hear someone call his name and you look across the bar. You look up from your drink and see a tall, well built, tan skinned, young man walking across the bar towards Rio. but before he made it to the table, his eyes locked with yours. He gives you a wink. And his eyes lingered on you wayyyy too long, and you knew that would not be a good first impression for Rio; who’s eyes were locked on you the entire time. 

EZ took a seat at the table with Rio, the pair shaking hands. Ez looks over in your direction. “Man If I would have known that they had those types of views in here I would have been coming to this bar a long time ago.” his eyes dancing over your body once again. Rio Shifted in his seat. You lock eyes with him and he knows he needs to chill. “Hot little mama, isn’t she.” Rio adds to the conversation. You hear and you can’t help but chuckle. What an idiot. 

You feel Ez’s eyes on you again. He bites his lip. “Man you ain't lying, tight little ass..mmm bet that pussy tastes like a dream.” Rio keeps himself from slamming his fist on the table, calling off this whole damn thing and taking you home. But you give him the look. “You’re okay.” you mouth. And he simmers down, knowing damn well that pussy was a dream and was all his. He licked his lips. “So uh let’s get to business yeah, seems we’ve both gotten a little distracted.” His voice is gravely and you can hear the displeasure in his tone. Ez gives you one last look and the two lock into business conversation. 

The conversation was going well, good business plan in place, the cash split was just right. You liked what you heard and you planned to tell Rio that. In the middle of the conversation he got a call, you knew it was work. He looked up at you. “Excuse me, I need to take this.” he says to Ez who nods. Rio gives you an I’ll be right back look as he takes the call outside of the bar. The patrons had all thinned out since you two had gotten there, currently it was you, Rio, the bartender and Ez. you swallow hard. As his eyes land on yours once again. No Rio insight to keep this man away from you now. 

He gets up from the table. Eyes locked on you. You try to pretend you don’t see him sit beside you at the bar. “Hey beautiful.” he grins. You look over at him. “Hi.” you smile. “Business or Pleasure?” he asks you. You smirk. But let the silence linger between you before you answer. “A little of both.” you say looking towards the door for Rio, who hadn’t returned yet. You run your fingers over the rim of your empty bourbon glass. “Pretty girl such as yourself shouldn’t be alone in a place like this.” He says he’s scooting closer to you. But you stand your ground. “Who says I'm alone?” you toy with him. He looks around. “Because any smart man would never dream of leaving a woman as gorgeous as yourself sitting here at this bar alone.” he smirks. You chuckle. Looking over at him. You’d been in this game wayyy too long. “Are you a smart man Ez?” you ask. He swallows because he never told you his name, yet you knew him. He thinks for a second. “I mean I’d say so.” he says licking his lips. His hand reaches for the small of your back. Ohhhh not a smart man at all you think to yourself, thinking of Rio and how angry he was going to be when he walked back into this bar. Suddenly the thrill of it all kind of excited you. Such a Dangerous Game to Play.

“I think you should let me wrap up my business deal and then we should go, uh, somewhere more comfortable.” he whispers, his fingers caressing your cheek. You chuckle. “I don’t think that’s a good Idea.” you say attempting to pull from his grasp. “And why exactly not.” he says, pressing you. “Because I’m waiting for someone.” you say. Searching the bar again for Rio. you were starting to think this business deal was not a good idea after all. He looked around. “No one here but you and me baby girl. Who could you possibly be waiting on?” he asks. Still looking around the bar. There was silence once again.  “ME.” a deep voice says from behind Ez. He turns to see Rio. he’s smirking at you. Your eyes locked with his.  

Ez swallowed hard. Did he just fuck up his clubs business deal over some pussy.? Fuck he’d never hear the end of that. Rio had walked directly past Ez not even making eye contact with him. He slid the chair beside you out. “Rio.” you whine as his fingers touch your skin. “I uh didn’t know.” Ez confesses. But Rio just ignored him. Rio’s thumb danced across your lips, slowly. “I..I..I” you stutter, unable to find the words to say. “Hush mama, you're about to say plenty.”  he growls, as his hand slides down your neck in a tight squeeze. “Rio.” you whine. “Now VP listen up, you talk a big game.” Rio pauses thinking of the words that Ez had said to him earlier about you.  He slides you up on the chair. His hand shoving your dress up your thighs. You lock eyes with him. “What are you doing?” you whisper so only he can hear. “Showing him what’s mine.” he growls. 

Before you can protest his lips are on yours, and you can't help the moan that leaves your lips as you feel his long fingers dance across the lace fabric of your panties. “Rio.” you whine his name again. He hears the chair beside him slide out as Ez tries to make a run for it. “Oh no, sit down Reyes.” Rio demands and Ez listens sitting back down in his chair. “You wanted to know what it was like right?  to hear the sounds those perfect little lips make, to feel this soft skin under your fingertips, to know the taste of her on your lips.” he pauses. You think he’s just going to tease Ez, give him a little hell for the things he said and being a little too handsy with you, to mess with him and then let him go,  but no he’s going to give Ez a full on show.  

You hear Ez swallow hard and you know this is wayyy more than he bargained for but it was his own damn fault. “Rio I'm sorry.” Ez says avoiding all eye contact with you that he could. “Don’t be sorry, just watch kid.” his lips sucked on the soft skin of your neck, leaving behind deep purple bruises, marking what was his. His long fingers slid aside your panties like they weren't even there. An unholy groan escapes your lips as you toss your head back, fingers dancing slow circles around your clit. “Fuck Rio.” you moan his name. Ez's eyes get wide as he can’t help but watch. The way you arched your back into Rio’s hand, bit your lip to suppress those tiny little pleasure filled moans, begged him for more each time that he paused.  

“Rio.” you begged. “What is it mama?” he says looking down at you. “Please.” you beg him. “Please let me cum.” you moan loudly as his fingers find the just right spot inside of you sending you over the edge. “Fuck me, Rio baby, jesus.” you cry out, tossing your head back gripping his bicep as you come down from your orgasm. He bites his lip as he watches your eyes flutter shut, savoring the moment.. Your heart was racing. Your eyes open as his fingers retreat from inside of you. He locks eyes with Ez who hadn’t said a word, was still in shock of what just unfolded in front of him. Rio’s long fingers danced across his lips, the taste of your sweet nectar on his tongue. “MMM you were right Ez that pussy does taste like a dream, and it’s all mine..” Rio growls.  His grip on you tighter than ever as you sit there in awe of what just happened. “Don’t worry darlin, I'm not done with you yet. “ he whispers in your ear. As you try to get up from your seat. “Sit back down, while I finish this deal.” you nod.

Rio looks at Ez who isn't sure how to proceed now. “What do you think baby, deal sound good?” Rio asks you, fingers tucked under your chin so you look up at him. You look up at him, big eyes locked on his. “Sounds good to me.” you whisper, licking your lips. Trying to get this deal over with so you could finish what Rio started.  “Mmm that’s what I like to hear.” his raspy voice sends a shiver down your spine. 

What do you say Reyes, your club in?” Rio asks still hadn’t taken his eyes off of you. EZ swallows, thanking god he hadn’t fucked this up. He nods. “Yeah, it sounds good.”  Rio looked from you back to Ez. There was silence between the three of you for a minute. “One condition.” Rio says. Suddenly changing the terms of the deal. Ez nods. “Yeah?” Rio reaches in the back of his pants, pulling out a gun and placing it underneath Ez’s chin. You gasp. “If you EVER touch my girl again.” he pauses looking at you. “ Deals off and I’ll Snap your fucking neck, you understand me?” Rio Growls and you adjust in your seat feeling totally turned on all over again. Ez nods. He understood the rules and he knew how to play the game, and he knew he’d never make that mistake again.  

They shook hands and Ez Left to head back to Santo Padre, new deal in hand, no one ever needing to know what happened that night.. You hopped down from the chair you were sitting in. Rio grabs your wrist. “Where do you think your goin’ darlin’?” he pulls you into his rock hard body. You sigh, biting your lip pulling yourself away from his grasp.. “Rio, What the hell was that?” you demand. Hands on your hips demanding answers from your gangster boyfriend. He eyes you. “I have to protect what’s mine.” he whispers his lips only inches from yours now. “Yeah, is that so?” you ask with a smirk on your face. “Yeah mama always.” he says. You pull him to you by his belt. “And I will always protect what’s mine.” you growl biting his bottom lip, pulling it gently between your teeth. A loud groan left his mouth. And you knew you had him right where you wanted him. 

“Most Dangerous couple in the game, baby.” he smirks, kissing you as he places you up on the bar. “There is no one else in the world I’d rather play this game with than you, baby.” you moan as he spreads your legs wide for him so he can fit between them on the bar.  His hands on your thighs, lips on your neck. Your hands between the two of you, unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants, pulling him from beneath the tight fabric, he moans your name loudly.  “Tell me what you want mama?” he groans loudly into your mouth. “I want you.” you whine. A smirk crosses his gorgeous lips. And you wrap your legs around his waist. “Fuck Rio.” you call to him as he moves his hips slowly at first. Nails gripping the fabric of his cotton shirt. As he moves faster. “MMM mama i love how you feel around me, so tight. Such a perfect fit for me always.” he groans in your ear biting on your neck. 

“Jesus Rio, I'm so close Fuck please.” you beg for him once more. He chuckles. “Beg for me.” he demands and you do as you're told. As you always do and you always will. “Please Rio, I need to cum, please.”  you cry as he slows to a painfully annoying slow pace. Watching your face, listening to your sounds. He loved to tease you. As he took you right to the edge time and time again making you beg for him, making you understand that no one, not a single man on this planet could please you like he could. Taking control of every part of your body was his ultimate goal and he always delivered.

“Alright Darlin, let go.” he had enough torturing you and was ready to let go himself. “Cum for me.” he demands hips crashing into yours roughly as you two would cum together. Moans filling the empty bar. “Fuck babe.” he chuckles. You laugh. “If only all deals went this well for me.” he teases, pulling out both of you whining. You pull your dress down as he helps you down off the bar. “Good thing I said I’d close tonight.” he laughs. Pulling you into your arms. “Good thing this is your bar, because a lot more people than Ez Reyes would have gotten a show they would never forget.” you laugh. He looks down at you. Long fingers tucking your long beautiful hair behind your ear. 

“I love you.” he whispers. You look up at him, a gorgeous glowing smile on your face. “I love you too, Rio.” you lean up to kiss his soft lips. “More than anything in the world. “Let's get you home.” he smirks. “I don’t know if I'm quite done with you yet.” he chuckles. “Rio, seriously?” you laugh. “I just can’t get enough of you mama.” he says as he opens the door for you to get into the car. You turn to him, looking up at him through thick dark eyelashes. “And you never have to.” you kiss him wildly, he leans into the passenger seat of the car above you. You bite his lip to get his attention because you know nothing short of a gang war happening in the background would separate his lips or his body from yours. He looks down at you. “Come on baby, let’s go home.” you smirk. 

He nods. Separating his body from yours. He gets into the driver seat, reaches over the center console for your hand, you gladly take it, he kisses it  and the two of you drive home, talking and laughing about the night. A bright future on the horizon for both of you. 

The End. <3

[mayansmcsblog]

Her world or mine

I have no idea when i wrote this but i found it in my drafts half done so i finished it and- yh that's about it😅

This was meant to be based upon the song her world or mine but i got off track so its only loosely based upon it.

word count: 3640

Enjoy!

He hasn't used the truck for weeks, he had no reason to anymore, being in it only brought back memories of you. The long drives, the short drives too. The way you would hold his hand while he was driving or how you would remind him to pay attention to the road when he looked in your direction for too long. All the memories were fresh within his mind- almost as if it was yesterday. 

Even now, he was only sitting in it, he had to do the beer run and obviously that couldn't be done on a bike, he had to take the truck, but all he could think about was how you used to sit in the passenger seat beside him. He could see it in his mind so vividly, if he didn’t know you had moved on he would swear you were sitting with him. 

Looking at the dash his gaze caught the Polaroid photo that was still in its place next to the radio. Your face accompanied a smile whilst his had his usual ‘tough’ man expression, but if you looked close enough, you would be able to see a small smile placed upon his lips. You took it at one of the infamous Mayans parties, he remembered how it took you around 10 minutes to ‘convince’ him to take it, he wanted to take it from the moment you suggested it but he wondered how far you would go to get him to do it

-

“Please” you had been begging him for the last 5 minutes in attempt to get him to take a photo with you but to no avail

“No” you two were sitting on the bench outside the clubhouse, people surrounding the both of you, everyone was involved on their own conversations so neither of you paid any mind to them. Of course he was still aware of his surroundings but was more relaxed than usual

“But come on” you begged

“No y/n” he kept his face as straight as he could but you could slowly see a shadow of a smirk forming upon his lips

“Why?”

“No face no case” he shrugged with a slight smirk on his face, clearly that was a lie. Not even 20 minus prior you had taken a photo of all of the club members standing outside of the clubhouse per bishop’s request so he could frame it and hang it somewhere within the clubhouse to show off the members.

“Why are you so stubborn?”

“Why are you so adamant? “He questioned

“Because” 

“Because what?” standing up he motioned for you to do so as well,

“Just because”

“Come on follow me”

Standing up you took this hand as led you away from the party,

“Where are we going?”

“To take this god damn photo”

-

Recalling that night he felt a pain inevitably run across his chest, sure you two were only friends when it was taken but that night was the foundation for building the relationship you two once shared. 

Why had he been so stupid to let you go?

He knew he would have to drive past your place to get to the brewery, it was inevitable really. There was no other way unless he was going to drive an extra 30 minutes, which he didn't have time for.

when he reached the turn in to your street he slowed down a little, looking at your house from a distance he could see a car he didn’t recognize in the driveway. As he got closer he could see two people on the porch, he immediately recognized you accompanied by some guy. 

Of course you had someone else.

-----

Sitting on the couch you couldn't help but let your mind drift back to him, you missed his smile, you missed the way he would have a running commentary while watching anything on the TV, you missed how he would hold you after a long day, you missed everything about him.

“You’re thinking about him again, aren't you?” 

You did nothing but hum in response

Your brother had elected to stay with you for a few weeks while he was on a business trip for some type of expansion for the company he worked for. Originally it was a good idea, it kept you mind off Ez, but the more time your brother was here, the more he talked about his wife back home and how he couldn't wait to get back to her just made you think about how you don't have someone in your life to look forward to anymore, you no longer had someone you could tell everything to, someone who would stay by your side, someone you knew would be waiting for you when you were away from home. As much as you loved your brother, you were thankful he was leaving tomorrow

“Im gonna go get a drink” standing up you heard your brother mumble something in response but you elected ignored him and heading to the kitchen.

As you approached the fridge you spotted the picture of you and Ezekiel stuck on the door. You were pretty sure it was Coco who had taken when him, you, Ez and Angel went over the border for a day because none of you had anything to do and for some reason Mexico was the first thing that was suggested. You had been meaning to get rid of it but couldn't bring yourself to. Alot of memories were collected between the four of you, some of them you were just not ready to let go of yet.

By now he was probably already in another relationship so why were you still holding on?

Grabbing a bottle of water you headed outside and sat on the porch steps. You knew there was a party at the clubhouse tonight, Angel had invited you to come, but you knew Ez would be there. 

Did you really want to see a girl all over him while you're still here alone? Because that would definitely happen

Maybe he wouldn't be there? Or maybe he would be too busy doing stuff to even realize you were there 

You were too wrapped up in your own mind to even realize your brother had stepped outside till you heard a creak from the wood behind you 

“Y/n?”

“Yeah” 

“you okay?" He asked sitting beside you

 “yep"

You two sat in silence for a few moments before he started talking once again

“I love you ye? Don’t let that boy ruin you. He lost you by his own fault. You did nothing” he rambled on about how you should have been treated better and how Ez lost the best thing he could ever have. But you knew he was wrong.

Ezekiel always treated you like a queen, your brother met him one time and barely spoke to him for longer than five minutes. As far as you were concerned you brother didn't know anything about him

While he was rambling you were looking into the distance, mainly just looking at the sky but you could have sworn you saw his truck drive past, but maybe you were just seeing things right? His truck wasn't the only one, there were probably millions of them.

-

The party was in full swing, people were everywhere, the room full of patches from all over. mass amounts of people from charters were visiting in celebration of a new deal with the sons, leaving Ez to tend the bar along with some hang rounds.

Wiping down the bar he couldn't help but think about you for the billionth time today. He knew you two broke things off but it didn't mean you had to leave everyone from the club behind as well as him.

"Bro what the hell is wrong with you?" Angel questioned

"Nothing" shrugging his shoulders he dropped the bar rag and turned to get angel a beer from the fridge behind him

"Stop lyin man, what's going on in that head?" Angel knew his own brother better then to believe 'nothing' was going on with him, something was always going on up in Ez's brain, even if he didn't admit it

"I dunno man, I just think it's weird how y/n left us you know?" Ez shrugged again, handing angel a beer

"She didn't leave us. She’s distancing herself. Got a lot of family shit going on right now" he explained, you kept Angel in the loop with everything, after all he was your best friend even before Ez and you got together, if Ez wouldn't tell you something- Angel would.

"Just think it’s weird" Ez repeated, messing with the bar rag once again

"Ya well she’s coming tonight”

Before Ez could respond coco stood next to Angel 

"Who’s comin?"

The brothers looked at each other for a moment before angel came up with an idea 

"Just some random bird for our boy scout to bed"

"My man," Coco chuckled "finally gonna get your dick wet huh?"

----

You knew this was a bad idea, you knew he would be here. 

Was he going to be with another girl? Actually stupid question, of course he would be

Opening your phone you sent angel a text

‘I'm like five minutes out but i swear to God if you abandon me tonight i will hit you so hard that you can't remember anything for a week’

At least he would walk in with you so you weren’t alone right?

---

Angel stood up abruptly in the middle of a conversation he was having

"Where the fuck you going?" Coco questioned, lighting a cigarette from the chair he was sitting in

"Meet a friend"

"A friend huh?"

"Yeah...maybe you'll like her" Angel replied before grabbing his beer and retreating towards the door.

---

Walking through the gate you saw the front of the club littered with patches. Some of them were from different charters. Weird, angel never mentioned other charters visiting, by the look of the outside, you could only imagine the clubhouse itself is packed with people.

Scanning the crowd you spotted the person in question walking towards you

“Hey stupid face”

“good evening stupid head”

“that's basically the same thing i just said” 

"oh shut up i couldn't think of insult fast enough”

Pulling you into a hug you couldn't help but feel a little more relaxed. Angel was always like an older brother to you, an annoying one at that but still a brother.

It had been weeks since you saw him, being back in his company made you feel safe again, almost like a sense of home

He placed a kiss on your temple “We missed you here”

“Yeah, I know” letting him go you looked around, mainly to see if any of the other guys were in sight but also to see if coco was around, expecting to be attacked as per usual. 

Angel took notice of you scanning the crowd “He's inside”

“Hmm? Sorry I got no idea what you're on about”

Pulling you into his side he wrapped an arm around your shoulders “sure ya don't”

Walking inside you scanned the crowd once again, thankfully coco was nowhere to be seen for the moment and most of the guys were spread out around the room. Bishop and Taza were playing pool, Gilly and Creeper were sitting at the table in a conversation whilst hank sat opposite them looking at something on his phone, Ez was tending the bar like usual but this time he was accompanied by some hang rounds.

At least there isn't girls hanging off him yet 

“C'mon let’s get a drink huh” angel lightly shoved you towards the bar playfully.

“No”

“No?” his eyebrows raised playfully

“No and if you try to make me go over there with you i promise i will embarrass you” you laughed 

“Fine”

After he got the drinks you both sat at a table in the corner for a while talking, the majority of the topics were about what had been happening while you were distanced from everyone.

Eventually Coco spotted you two and joined in the conversation. you sat talking to the two of them while everyone else was up to their own things, you didn't mind, the both of them combined made for some very interesting storys, the conversation could never die. After around 10 minutes, Angel had left you two alone saying he “wasn't bout to listen to this shit ''- which was super ironic considering the topic of conversation was about modifications for a new bike coco had brought a few days ago

“How does your bike handle anyway? I heard they are bottom heavy and hard to manoeuvre sometimes” you questioned. overtime Ez had taught you some things about bikes, mainly when he was just rambling about random things not thinking you were really paying attention to what he was saying

“It’s alright i guess, sometimes it slips when I lean too far on corners, other times it tends to not wanna go the way I need to but other than that it handles pretty well, arms hurt like a bitch after long ride though” he explained

Nodding your head you understood where he was coming from, having your arms at that angle for hours must have taken its toll

“Ay '' he nodded his head towards someone behind you, Turning your head you saw it was Ez walking through the door with Angel, seemingly engrossed in some type of conversation they were having.

Despite spotting him earlier you only scanned over his appearance but now you actually took a good look at him, he looked different, not much but still different from before. His hair was in the same style but it little more grown out then usual, his facial hair had grown out a little too. His eyes had bangs underneath them and his face looked drained.

All in all he looked like shit.

“You know he’s not the same without you right?” bringing your attention back to coco you couldn't help but feel like you were to blame, maybe if you fought harder of him you two would have never split.

“You two spoke since?” he questioned

“Nope...I got a few drunk calls saying he was sorry but other than that. No” you shook your head. 

After you two first broke up he called you around a week later rambling about something but since he was slurring his words- you could barely understand anything he was saying. You got about 2 voicemails of him saying he was sorry and how he fucked up but- you never spoke to him, never texted him back when he would ask you if you were coming to one of the parties.

“The amount of times we've had to stop him from drunk calling you is unreal”

Playing with the label on the beer bottle in front of you, you thought about what coco said- clearly Ez had attempted to talk to you at some point, but why? The whole breakup was because he needed “space” to deal with some things so why was he trying to talk to you?

“He wanted space, I gave it to him” you shrugged, slowly peeling off the label

“Didn’t mean you had to leave us too” looking up from the bottle you saw coco was now avoiding your gaze

“Yeah...I know” maybe it was wrong of you to drop everyone, but being around them would have only brought back memories of you and Ez. At the time it seemed like a good idea to distance yourself from all of the guys, but now, despite only being here for a hour, you could tell how much you really missed being around them.

“You know he’s walking over here right?” Dropping your head onto the table you let out a sigh causing coco to laugh “I’ll leave you two alone huh?” lifting your head up you looked at him with a facial expression as if to say ‘don’t leave me’ but he did anyway

“Y/n” his voice was low, almost as if he didn’t believe he was saying your name again

“Ezekiel”

“Can we talk?”

“We are talking” sitting up straight you turned in your seat to look at him. He looked even worse up close- the bags under his eyes were alot darker then they seemed from a distance, they made it appear like he hadn’t slept for days, you couldn’t help but notice he had a bruise slowly forming on top of his right eyebrow.

“What happened there?”

He looked confused for a moment till you pointed to his eyebrow

“Oh I erm…got into a fight.....with a wall” his eyes were trained onto the floor, almost like he was ashamed.

You hummed in response not sure how to respond without laughing 

“So how have you been?” he questions

“Good i guess..how about you?”

“Alright I suppose”

What followed was nothing but silence between the both of you, neither of you knowing what to say. The sounds of other people talking and rock music became almost deafening as the two of you stayed silent

“Well this got really awkward fast” you spoke up causing Ez to laugh a little

“Yeah..yeah it did” he nodded

After a few more moments you stood from your chair “I'm just gonna-”

“Yeah go, i get it go ahead” he finished your sentence for you.

Nodding you quickly made your way outside, the yard was almost empty by now, people had either left for the night or had moved inside.

You spotted Angel sitting on the front steps fiddling with one of the rings on his hand while looking at something in the distance. You sat beside him in silence, neither of you even attempting to make conversation but simply just being trapped within your own minds.

When you and Ez broke up you knew things would change, you knew the two of you probably wouldn't be able to have the same conversations you would before, but you never expected them being so awkward.

Maybe it was just because the wound was still pretty fresh, after all it had only been just over a month

After a few minutes you heard the door behind you open as someone stepped out, seconds later a figure sat next to you, looking over you saw it was coco

“What we doin? havin a lil moment to yourselves” he asked lighting up a cigarette and offering the both of you one

“Yep” Angel responded, taking one and lighting it before looking somewhere in the distance once again. All three of you sat for a few minutes just looking at seemingly nothing in particular.

Maybe it won't be like this forever? At some point there has got to be a time where you can come to the club without feeling awkward because ez’s here.

You heard the clubhouse door open once more behind you and once again, you didn't turn around, but coco did

"Ay man sit" you heard him say as he snapped his fingers at space left beside him to whoever stepped out from the door. It didn't take long for whoever it was to sit down.

Much like he did with you and Angel, Coco offered the person a cigarette which they must of silently declined from the lack of verbal exchange.

There has to be a point when you and the club can all hang out together like before....there has to be a stage where you and Ez can talk like normal people without it being awkward….right?

Seemingly out of no were Coco spoke up, nodding his head towards two stacked benches on the opposite side of the yard "You think i could clear those in one attempt?"

Angel was the first to respond "Absolutely fucking not" he paused for a moment- looking where the benches were stacked "but I'd love to see you try"

"I bet $50 you fail and fall face first" someone spoke up, looking to your left you finally realized who stepped out earlier ..Ezekiel

"Bet, ill prove you wrong" coco stood, taking off his kutte and placing it on the stair rail "you two wanna place any bets?" Coco looked at you and Angel

"Nope, I'm good" you shook your head

"I bet $50 that you don't clear it" Angel responded

"You have no faith pretty boy" coco responded, shaking his head  as he started to walk over to the benches

"This is going to end in a hospital trip" you stated making both Angel and Ez laugh

All three of you watched as coco seemed to examine the height of the two benches, planning the distance he would have to run to gain enough speed to propel himself over them and how he would land the jump

"You think he's gonna snap his nose again?" Ezekiel questioned

"Definitely" both you and Angel replied

All three of you watched as coco began to run towards the benches, from your angle it looked as if he could clear it....you were wrong. 

Seconds later coco was laying face first in the dirt, one leg was on the floor while the other was stuck in a piece of wood on the bench that had broke underneath his weight

"I think i broke my nose" you heard coco exclaimed causing all three of you to laugh. The few people who were still outside drew their attention to the scene and started laughing too when they realized what happened.

"Ill go get some paper towels" you said, still laughing.

Maybe this was a sign nothing had changed between the four of you, that you could all still hang out and do stupid stuff like before

Maybe nothing has to change

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An| hope you enjoyed this fic. Honestly have no idea why or when i started writing this but 🤷🏼‍♀️ . *sorry for any spelling or grammar errors or any parts that don't make sense. only scanned it before posting it*

ALSO- i swear part two to the prank war is coming! Its just talking awhile for me to find a way to describe to things going on as well as being busy with other stuff.

[ingeniousmindoftune]

I’m writing all day today. My vacation from work started yesterday. I’m down sick but I’m working on some stories, new ones. Not too much updating old ones because I really don’t see some stories getting attention.

[justreblogginfics]

This is so so SO GOOD!!! EZ is such a stinker, but we love him anyway ☺️

How you write his personality in this is amazing, you nail it every single time! 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽

Aftermath

EZ Reyes x F!Reader

Warnings: 18+, language, implied/referenced smut

Word Count: 2k

A/N: This fic is the reason taht I got no sleep last night. It hit me at like 11:30pm and I had to stay up to finish it. That being said, I have not reread it and I have no idea if it makes sense. Anyway. Enjoy some messy EZ Reyes.

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You woke to the sound of construction, which automatically earned a groan from you. You hadn’t even opened your eyes yet and you were already over the day. The banging coming from outside certainly didn’t help the pulsating in your head. It wasn’t enough to be a real hangover, but it was enough to be a very real inconvenience. You buried your face into the pillow you were resting on, fighting the urge to pull the blanket up over your head as you reached out to attempt to try and blindly find your phone.

But then you couldn’t feel the edge of your mattress. Or your nightstand.

Then you realized it was because you weren’t at your own apartment. And the construction sounds weren’t that at all, but the sounds of the scrapyard.

You shot upright, much to your head's dismay as it sent a shock of pain from one end of your skull to the other. You winced, shutting your eyes tight for a moment as you pull the blanket up so it covered your completely bare torso. You groaned quietly, using one hand to keep the blanket wrapped around you, the other wiping the sleep from your eyes.

Sighing, you looked around the empty trailer. The night before was coming back in waves. There was way too much there to unpack since you weren’t even fully awake yet. You fought the urge to shake your head at yourself, not wanting to rattle your brain further. You blinked slowly a couple times as you tried to let your body adjust, tried to figure out what you were going to do next.

EZ was long gone. You saw that he had nicely folded up your clothes and left them on the counter for you to change back into. You’d call him a gentleman if the circumstances had been anything other than what they were. Still, you got up and pulled your clothes back on as quickly as you could in the cramped space you had. The trailer had felt so much larger last night, but then again , anything beyond the expanse of the mattress wasn’t really your concern.

One good turn deserved another. You had no intention of leaving his trailer a mess. It was bad enough you’d probably created an unpalatable situation of your friendship with him. You’d done irreparable damage to your relationship with both Reyes boys in a span of less than twenty-four hours. That had to be a record of some kind.

The bed was a sofa once more, and you’d folded up the sheets for him. Running your hands over your face and raking your fingers back along your scalp, you decided that there were no other ways to keep procrastinating. Pulling your boots on, you stepped over to the door of his trailer.

Pushing the door open, you squinted and made a sound somewhere between pain and disgust at the light hitting your eyes. Bringing one hand up, you tried to shield your vision from the late-morning light.

You blindly dug around in your purse as you went down the steps of EZ's trailer. Your fingers were searching for your car keys, but you came up dry. You knew that you drove over the night before. You’d only had two drinks and your apartment was apparently way too close to the scrapyard for your own good. You knew you drove. So either Angel had found out and driven off with your car out of spite, or, well, you weren’t quite sure what the other option was.

The last thing you wanted to do was see anyone else from the club, but it didn’t seem like you were going to have another choice. With a small shake of your head, you started to make your way towards the clubhouse.  You didn’t even know what you were going to say if someone asked what you were doing there, or how you’d managed to misplace your entire vehicle.

“Hey, Y/N,” EZ called after you. He sounded the same as he always did. You didn’t know if that was reassuring or not.

You turned around to face him. The second that your eyes locked onto his everything from the night before came rushing back. You tried not to think about it, his lips on yours, his fingers digging into the flesh of your thighs. You shook your head at yourself, physically willing the thoughts away in an attempt to have somewhat of a normal conversation with him. 

“Hey.” You hooked your thumbs onto the beltloops of your jeans  “You know what happened with—”

You stopped short as he pulled your car keys from his pocket and dangled them in front of you. The smirk on his face was nothing but sinful considering everything that had happened. “Parked it in the lot at the end of the block. Figured you didn’t want—”

“Thanks,” you cut him off, not really wanting to get into it. The sooner you could leave all of this mess behind, the better.

He chuckled. Fucking shameless. “No problem.”

He slapped the keys into your hand, his fingers wrapping around your hand for a fleeting moment. That was all it took, one second and one gesture and all that was running through your head was the thought of those same fingers when they were wrapped around your throat the night before.

“Bye, EZ.” It didn’t feel like there was anything else to be said. Or, at least, the smart thing would not be saying anything more than that.

You were a few strides away when he caught up to you, easily matching your pace. “We good?”

You barked out a laugh at that, shaking your head. “I don’t think that’s really a question we need to—”

“Y/N?” Angel's voice cut into your conversation.

You sighed, mumbling so that only EZ could hear you. “I’m changing my fucking name.”

EZ chuckled and shook his head, looking back and forth between you and his brother. Angel did the same, looking back and forth between you and EZ before asking, “The fuck are you doing here?”

“Leaving,” you said, not looking at either of them as you continued walking to the exit of the scrapyard. You didn’t want to linger long enough for Angel to realize that you were still in the same clothes from the night before.

Angel looked at his brother, not understanding what the smug look on his face was all about. “What’d she want?”

EZ shrugged. “Not sure.” He clapped Angel on the shoulder. “I’m gonna walk her to her car.”

Angel reached out and grabbed his brother’s arm, fingers keeping him in a vice grip. “You know what happened with me and her?”

“Not the details, but,” he chuckled, “the ‘the fuck are you doing here’ said enough.”

“And you’re still just gonna—”

“Yea,” EZ cut him off, not sounding confrontational in his tone but the look in his eyes was daring Angel to say something, “That a problem?”

Angel shook his head and rolled his eyes. “Whatever.”

EZ didn’t wait around to hear whatever else Angel had to say. He walked away, quickly making his way after you again. He caught up just as you were stepping out the gates of the scrapyard. You’d heard the footsteps, and you knew from the lack of yelling it must’ve been EZ and not his brother. You didn’t say anything, didn’t slow down or speed up your pace.

“You think he’s never gonna find out?” he asked.

You shook your head, still not looking at him. “There’s nothing to find out.”

He laughed. “Really? So if I go back there right now and tell him—”

You stopped in your tracks, turning to face EZ. “There’s nothing to find out because it’s not going to happen again.”

The smile on his face made you want to smack it clean off of him. He was getting way too much enjoyment out of all of this. “Sure it’s not.” He paused. “Did it work, though?”

Your brows furrowed in confusion as you hit the unlock button on your keys. “Did what work?”

He stepped in closer to you, his chest nearly pressing against yours. “Did it make you stop thinking about him?”

You sucked in a deep breath, trying to figure out if closing your eyes so you weren’t looking directly into his anymore would be helpful or hurtful. He waited patiently for your response, the grin not fading from his features in the slightest.

You felt your heart rate spike as the thoughts broke containment once more. You remembered him opening the door to his trailer, just in his jeans. You saw the confusion on his face as he let you in, knowing what had happened between you and his brother just a few hours beforehand. He hadn’t expected to ever really see you again, certainly not one-on-one like this. Or at the yard or the clubhouse at all.

He'd hardly even gotten the question out to ask how you were doing when you told him, “I don’t want to think about him.”

He didn’t try to send you off or push you away. There was a slight moment of hesitation before he recovered, falling right into stride with ease that should’ve been questionable but it wasn’t. You remembered feeling the heat radiating off of his chest as he stood in front of you, about as close as he was standing to you now. You remembered the borderline baiting tone in his voice as he asked, “What do you want me to do about that?”

And you remembered your borderline pathetic response of, “Make me stop thinking about him.”

And he did.

Coming back to the present, you shook your head. “I shouldn’t have done it. It’s not gonna happen again.”

He stepped in closer, making you back up against the side of your car. “But it worked, right?”

You huffed, annoyed because he was putting you in this position, annoyed because he was absolutely correct. “Yes, it worked, but—”

He cut you off by pressing his lips to yours. You knew you should’ve fought against it but you couldn’t. You melted against him instantly, heat rolling over you in waves as his hand came to rest around your throat, applying just enough pressure to have a reason for being there. You should’ve been upset about it but you weren’t.

When he pulled his lips off of yours, his hand remained for a second. His eyes raked over your face, like he was putting extra effort into the memory of it that was going to sit in his mind for the rest of his life. There were far worse sights to have burned into his brain.

His hand fell back to his side and coherent thoughts slowly started to enter back into your brain. “Look, it can’t happen again. I’m sorry I even showed up.”

He smiled, shaking his head. “No you’re not.”

You rolled your eyes. “Fuck off.”

He took a step back. “Gotta get back to work anyway.” You wanted to have something witty and scathing to say but your mind was blank. He must’ve seen it on your face, because the smirk on his face grew as he said, “I’ll see you around.”

You shook your head at him, but you didn’t have it in you to argue. You didn’t want to make a liar out of yourself. Turning around, you yanked open the door of your car and got inside. When you looked back at him, EZ was already heading back towards the scrapyard again like nothing had even happened. You couldn’t see it, but you were certain he still had the same smug little grin on his face.

You leaned forward, resting your forehead against the steering wheel. You shut your eyes for a moment as you tried to will yourself to calm down. How you managed to make so many problems for yourself and then make them worse was beyond you. But here you were, stuck in a mess of your own making. You had no idea if it was going to get worse before it got better, or if it was just going to get worse.

[ortizobsessed]

That’s My Girl - Part 2

Similar to my statement last time, CONCENT. IS. KEY. I’m sure you’ll all be happy to find Ezekiel being the gentleman we all know he is.

Also, this story ended up being a bit longer than I was originally planning 🙈 but I’m really happy with how it turned out!

( PART 1 )

Curvy Reader x EZ where you are finally starting to feel confident, and you sleep with him for the first time.

Warnings: EZ taking your virginity smut (soft loving Ezekiel🥺), and a few swears.

Word Count: 3866

Masterlist

Things between you and EZ had been even more amazing than normal the last few weeks. Since that night, EZ had been nothing short of supportive. He understood why you felt the way you did, and didn’t hold any of it against you.

The compliments and praises were endless, and not only when you two were alone. Any time you walked through the doors of the clubhouse, he wasn’t afraid to speak up, as if announcing it to anyone in the room, “There she is! Mi niña bonita (my beautiful girl)!”

There were nights when some of Vicki’s girls would come to the clubhouse to mingle and make their “availability” known. EZ was a regular target for their flirtatious remarks (and honestly you couldn’t blame them), but he never once wavered. “Sorry, I already have someone,” he would say, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you into his side, or pointing at you from across the room.

Most times the girls were respectful, stating, “I didn’t realize-“ or, “Can’t blame a girl for trying.” But there were those few, the ones that would look you up and down; some of them bold enough to do it in front of EZ.

You always told him to leave it, it wasn’t worth starting shit over; you were used to it. The sideways glances from girls when they saw him holding your hand, or kissing you on the cheek never went unnoticed, but they were getting easier to deal with. You had EZ, and even some of the other guys, to thank for that.

One particular night at the clubhouse, you were sitting at one of the tables with Gilly, Coco, and Riz.

“He’s crazy about you, you know.” Coco stated matter-of-factly, nodding in EZ’s direction. He was behind the bar, getting another round of beers ready to hand out to everyone.

Following Coco’s eyeline, you looked over at EZ. Catching his eye for a moment, he smiled at you as you replied, “I still can’t believe it sometimes.”

It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what you meant by that.

“Hey- you’re smart, you have a kind heart, and you’re a beautiful girl.” Gilly said through a soft smile. “He’s lucky to have you, and Angel reminds him of that constantly.”

That got a smirk and a slight giggle out of you.

“Yeahhh there she is!” Gilly stated through that big grin of his, as he reached his hand over to you and grabbed a hold of yours. You thanked him with a small nod and a slight squeeze of his hand.

“That boy better treat you right, or I just might have something to say about it.” Riz added playfully.

“Oh yeah? And what exactly are you going to do about it?” Coco prodded.

Gilly stepped in before Riz could answer, “And don’t say you’d kick his ass, cause the Prospect’s got a mean right hook. Besides, we all know who won that fight between you and Angel.”

Riz’s jaw clenched slightly, wanting to continue the joke, but also feeling like he needed to prove his masculinity. “I could take Boyscout any day!”

The conversation around you started to fade into the background as you watched EZ work his way around the room. You truly loved him, and as Coco had put it, EZ was “crazy about you”. He clearly talked about you often enough that they felt comfortable talking to you as candidly as they had.

You were thankful for this conversation, because it seemed to give you that last nudge you needed. EZ had never given you a reason to doubt him and his love for you, so why had you waited all this time? No one was keeping you from your own happiness but yourself.

The conversation around you faded back in. “One of these days you and I will go a couple rounds- then we’ll see.” Coco was the one to poke fun at Riz this time.

“Uhh- sorry guys- I think I’m going to head out now.” You smiled at the three of them before standing up. “Thank you- for this. I love you guys.”

Smiling back at you, they all said, almost in unison, “You know we love you, too, Y/N.”

Walking over to EZ, who was behind the bar once more, you wrapped your arms around his waist from behind and rested your chin on his shoulder.

“I hope they weren’t bothering you too much,” EZ stated, glancing over his shoulder at you.

“No, no, they were really good to me,” you answered through a genuine smile.

He turned around in your arms, placing his hands on either side of your face and kissing your forehead lovingly. As you smiled up at him, EZ noticed that you seemed happy, truly happy, for the first time in a long time.

“You’re exceptionally beautiful today, cariño (sweetheart).” EZ’s words were sincere. If you weren’t already sure you were ready for this, his words cemented it.

“Thank you, Ezekiel. I actually feel like it today.” Standing on your tip-toes, you whispered in his ear, “Why don’t you meet me in your trailer when you’re done here?”

His face lit up, but before he let his smile settle in too much, he wanted to make sure this was really what you wanted. “Yeah? Are you sure?”

Nodding reassuringly at him, there it was, that full beautiful smile of his. You knew he loved you, and he was clearly excited to show you just how much. One of his hands was now on the back of your neck, and as you looked up at him, he kissed your lips tenderly. He lingered longer than he usually did when he kissed you in front of other people, but you weren’t complaining.

Someone across the room whistled, bringing you two back to reality, and your cheeks flushed. EZ laughed nervously as he looked around the room, and he found that Angel had just walked in the front door. Rolling his eyes and sighing, he looked back at you and whispered through a laugh, “I’m sorry.”

Shaking your head, laughing right along with him, you answered, “It’s okay.” Turning around, you faced Angel and teased, “Angel. Pleasure as always.”

“You know it!” he replied, making the few people who heard the exchange chuckle.

Walking out the doors of the clubhouse, you headed straight for EZ’s trailer, closing the door behind you and sighing. You knew you were ready for this, you could genuinely say you felt better about yourself than you had a few weeks ago. Sure, you still had some insecurities and doubts about certain things, but when it came to EZ, your faith didn’t falter.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, right where you’d been sitting that night, you gripped the sheets tight in your fists, as if recreating just how tense and nervous you’d felt. You couldn’t help but chuckle quietly to yourself, you’d been so worked up over something that seemed so minor to you now.

Turning the TV on, you flipped through channels mindlessly, just wanting some background noise. You weren’t sure how long it had been, but the second you heard footsteps outside the trailer, your heart started pounding. Fumbling with the remote, you turned the TV off and set the remote back on the bedside table where you’d found it. Standing at the foot of the bed, you stared at the door intently.

When it swung open, a wave of excitement washed over you. You watched, almost mesmerized, as EZ took a step through the door, closing it behind him. He had glanced at the table when he first opened the door, and when he didn’t see you sitting there, he turned towards the back of the trailer.

The second his eyes met yours, he paused and let out a deep but comforting sigh, as if seeing you had relieved all the tension in his body. You recognized the look on his face, because it’s exactly how you felt in that moment. Step by agonizing step, he made his way towards you, pulling his kutte off along the way, before hanging it on the back of a chair in the corner of the small room.

“Hi.” Your voice was soft, but it was clear you were happy to see him.

“Hi.” He repeated back to you, smiling as his eyes met yours.

Taking a small step forward, you placed your hands against his strong chest. You slid both hands up to his shoulders, then to his neck, one hand continuing along the back of his head, as the other rested on the side of his face.

With his hands on your hips, your eyes traced his hairline down to his chiseled jaw, where his facial hair led your eyes straight to his soft lips that were parted slightly. You were both already breathing heavier than normal.

You pulled him towards you and as your lips met you felt electricity coursing through your body. He pulled your hips closer to his as he deepened the kiss, his tongue expertly finding it’s way past your lips. Moving one of his hands up into your hair, he tugged gently and a moan escaped your lips.

You needed to come up for air, so you pulled away with your eyes still shut, breathed in deep, and exhaled contentedly. When you opened your eyes, you found EZ was already looking at you with a smile, nothing but adoration on his face. “I love you, Y/N.”

Caressing the side of his face, you replied, “I love you, too, Ezekiel.”

He made his love for you clear in another way, “Are you sure this is what you want?”

You replied sincerely, “I’m sure.”

“Okay,�� he said through a reassuring smile. “If you want to stop, at any point, you just say so.”

Nodding, you acknowledged his genuine desire to make sure you were comfortable, “I will. Promise.”

His hands started on your shoulders, running down the side of your arms, until he was caressing your hips once more. Tugging at the hem of your shirt, you lifted your arms above your head and he pulled your shirt off with ease.

Your gut reaction was to cover yourself up, and before you had time to think about it, you found yourself wrapping your arms around your waist. Rubbing the sides of your arms gently, EZ looked you in the eyes and cooed, “It’s okay.”

As you relaxed, your arms dropped leaving your waist in full view. Breaking eye contact, EZ dropped his gaze, tracing the lacy curves of your bra, down the middle of your body to your hips. He sucked air in through his teeth, before breathing out hotly. “Damn,” was all he could muster, but his reaction made you blush, and you felt a tingling sensation down there.

Pinching your chin between his thumb and forefinger, he lifted your head so you were looking him in the eyes. “You are SO beautiful, mi amor (my love).” He leaned forward and kissed your lips tenderly.

You deepened the kiss as your hands slid down his chest. Slipping your hands under the hem of his shirt, you ran your fingers along his warm skin around his waist, pulling him close.

Breaking his lips away from yours, he pulled his shirt over his head in one swift motion. “Sit back,” he encouraged, “I want to memorize every inch of you. Every curve. Every stretch mark.”

Looking into his eyes, you couldn’t help but smile. A month ago his words would have made you shut him out, but tonight, you gladly did as he instructed. Lowering yourself onto the bed, you propped yourself up on your elbows, anticipating his touch.

Running his hands along your legs, he reached the top of your jeans, undoing the button and zipper. Lifting your hips off the bed, he pulled your pants down your legs, tossing them aside. Looking you up and down, hunger in his eyes, it took everything in you to not jump on him right then and there. But you wanted to take your time, and you knew he did, too.

Undoing his own belt and zipper, you watched intently as he pulled his jeans down his legs. You felt a rush of warmth wash over your body when you saw the tent in his boxers; you’d hardly even touched him and he was already ready for you.

Walking around the side of the bed, he climbed on behind you, leaning back against the wall. He motioned for you to sit between his legs, and you did, nuzzling your body into his lap. You leaned against his warm skin, feeling his hard member against your back.

He trailed his hands down the sides of your arms to your fingertips, before gently placing them on your waist. “Is this okay?”

“Yes-” you confessed.

He paused momentarily, giving you a chance to change your mind, before he ran his hands along your stomach to your breasts. A soft moan escaped your lips as he pulled your bra down, your bare breasts now cupped in his hands. Gently twirling your nipples between his fingers, you squirmed under his touch, and your fingers dug into his thighs.

“Ohhh- EZ-” you murmured, and you could practically hear him smile.

“Does that feel good?” he whispered in your ear.

You nodded lazily, unable to speak; your mind was already imagining how amazing his skillful fingers would feel inside you.

Keeping a hand on one of your breasts, he slid his other hand down your body again, then overtop of your underwear. He began just how he had that night, applying gentle pressure, curling his fingers back and forth along the outside of your matching lacy underwear.

A few moments later, he checked again, “Do you want me to keep going?”

“Please” you begged, and in no time his fingers were pushing their way under the material. The feeling of his warm hand on your core made you shiver.

He started by gently stroking one finger back and forth through your folds. “You’re already so wet, querida (darling).” His words made your walls clench in anticipation, and you moaned once more.

His now slick finger brushed carefully past your bundle of nerves, causing you to squirm and cross your legs. The whimper that escaped your lips told EZ that this wasn’t a nervous or bad reaction, so he kept going. As you got used to the new sensation, you spread your legs once more, giving him room to move.

“I want- your fingers- inside me-” you groaned.

EZ took instruction well, “Whatever you want. I promise I’ll be gentle.”

The tip of his finger teased your entrance before slowly sinking between your tight walls. You gasped, and EZ moaned against your neck. Sitting up so he could lean forward more, he reached his finger deeper inside you until he couldn’t reach any further. The slight curling motion he did next shot pure adrenaline throughout your body.

“Oh- oh fuck- EZ- please don’t stop-” You could feel your body tensing with every movement of his finger. Curling, brushing back and forth against that magic spot inside you. With his hand still cupping your breast, and your fingers gripping his thighs even tighter, you mumbled, “I’m going to-” but you couldn’t even finish your sentence, as your whole body began to quiver.

As you came down from your high, EZ spoke lovingly in your ear, “That’s my girl. So sexy, so beautiful when she’s coming.”

Slipping his finger out of you, you were breathing heavily and now chuckling softly. EZ couldn’t help but ask cheekily, “So, that was okay?”

“Okay?” You spoke through deep breaths, “Why- why did I ever- want to wait. That- that was- oh fuck.”

Both of you laughed as EZ wrapped his arms around you, holding you tight. After sitting there for a short while, he broke the silence, “Would you like to keep going? If you want to stop here, that’s okay.”

Sitting up and turning to face him, you crossed your legs and placed your hands on either side of his face, looking him in the eyes. “I love you, Ezekiel Reyes. I trust you.” The smile on his face melted your heart. You knew this felt right, you wanted him to be the person you gave yourself to for the first time.

Clearly happy you were comfortable with continuing, he gave you a peck on the lips before reaching for the top drawer of the bedside table. Grabbing a condom, he sat up again, and before he could do anything your hands were on the waistband of his boxers, tugging them down. He lifted his hips to make it easier for you, and your mouth dropped open when he sprang free. He was quite large, both in girth and length, but this didn’t deter you. If anything, it pushed you further.

Taking the condom out of his hand, you tore open the wrapper. Sliding one hand up his thigh slowly, your eyes were strained on him, but he was watching your hand intently. Wrapping your hand around his erection gently, you watched happily as he tipped his head back and moaned; you could get used to that.

Rolling the condom down his length, you sat yourself up on your knees and leaned forward to kiss him tenderly. Once you pulled away, you undid the clasp on your bra, pulling it off your body, then you reached down, sliding your underwear down your legs.

Now both completely naked, EZ held your hands in his and asked through a loving smile, “How do you want to do this?”

You hadn’t really thought about it, but part of you was happy he even thought to ask. “Umm- maybe, like this-” you spoke as you moved, pushing his legs together and straddling his lap, the same way you had that night. Resting your body on his, you felt his length brush against your clit and you shivered.

“Could you, maybe- help support me?” you spoke nervously, unsure of how to ask.

But he responded softly, “Of course, cariño (sweetheart). What do you want me to do?”

Shifting your body so you were hovering above him, you placed one hand on his shoulder, using your free hand to guide one of his to your back side. Following your lead, he now had both of his hands firmly grasping your behind. Lifting up as you rested part of your bodyweight in his hands, he gave you all the added support you needed.

Looking up into your eyes, he asked you once more, “You’re still okay?”

Kissing him tenderly, you let him know, “I want this, tonight, with you.”

Smiling at you, he nodded, happy you were this comfortable with him; trusting him with such an intimate moment.

Breathing deep, you reached down between your bodies and lined him with your core, before slowly lowering you body onto his length. You heard EZ’s breathing catch as your walls welcomed his tip with ease, hugging it tight. The slight wince that escaped your lips as you tried to move further made EZ tighten his grip on your back side, holding you still.

“Are you alright? Does it hurt?” he asked, concern in his voice.

“No,” you answered honestly, “just lots of pressure. But I’m okay.”

Registering your response, he lessened the amount of support he was giving you slightly, letting you control how fast you moved. With a slight back and forth rocking of your hips, you found it helped quite a bit, and before you knew it you were sitting with his full length inside you.

EZ reached one of his hands up, brushing a few stray hairs out of your face, “How does that feel?”

“Good. Still quite a bit of pressure, but good.” You smiled at him, “You?”

Letting out an airy laugh, he figured it was only fair to return the same level of honesty you’d given him, “Fucking amazing.” Laughing right along with him, you kissed him passionately, then rested your forehead against his as you began slowly rocking your hips back and forth. His moans filled your ears, “So fucking amazing, baby. So tight.”

His words made your entire body sigh, and the more you moved, the more that stinging sensation faded away. EZ could tell that you were warming up to it, because instead of just rocking back and forth, you were starting to lift your body up and down his length.

“Feeling better?” he asked lovingly.

“Mmm- mhmm-” was all you could muster. With your arms now wrapped around his shoulders, and his arms around your waist, you were bouncing up and down at a much faster pace.

When you started to tire, EZ kept hold of your body, turning you onto your back, all while his length was still buried deep inside you. Nuzzling his body between your legs, he rested on his elbows beside you, and encompassed your face with his hands. Looking you in the eyes, he pulled out slowly, before pushing back into you again, loving the look on your face when he did.

Your nails were now digging into his back as he kept up a steady pace, every time hitting that glorious spot inside you. Leaning forward, you kissed him passionately and your moans against his lips let him know you were getting close to another release.

Feeling your walls clenching down around him was driving him closer to the edge as well. “That’s it, come for me again,” he moaned in your ear, before looking you in the eyes.

His words were your undoing, and with a couple more thrusts he had your head tipping back as euphoria washed over you. Placing sloppy kisses on your exposed neck, he rocked his hips back and forth a few more times and you felt his hips still with one final thrust. Collapsing on top of you, you pulled his body as close as you could, with your arms around his shoulders and your legs around his waist.

After a few deep breaths, both of you trying to regain your composure, EZ propped his body up on his elbows again, kissing your lips softly. “How was that?”

With your heart still pounding in your chest, you responded with a breathless, “Fuck- EZ- that was- that was incredible.”

“Good, I’m glad,” he smiled big. “And you did such a good job, mi amor (my love).”

Smiling back at him, you giggled and repeated your earlier remarks, “Again, I ask myself, why did I wait so long to do this? You were amazing, EZ. Thank you for being so gentle.”

He replied with a sincere, “When you’re happy, I’m happy.”

Running his hands through your hair, he moved his hips back in an attempt to pull himself out of you. Wrapping your legs just a little tighter around his waist, you admitted sheepishly, “I want to lay here a little longer, with you still inside me.”

EZ had no objections to this, settling himself between your legs once more and resting his body on top of yours.

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Huge thank you to @everyhowlmarksthedead for helping me get my translations correct 🥰