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Well I’d be damned Christmas is coming early this year!! Would Rio and #20 be possible 👀.. I grew a whole field of smutty cherry trees just for you.
Oooh, oooh!! The idea I got for this... *grins wickedly!* Enjoy, my sweet!
Smut below the cut, minors DNI!
"So, baby doll. You ready for your present?"
You look at Rio a little quizzically as you shut the door to his open plan apartment behind you, walking over to where he stands, the weight of the diamond bracelet you thought was your sole birthday gift tugging at your wrist. You shudder to think how many tens of thousands of dollars he paid for it. Then again, he's a gangster. He can afford it. "I have another one?"
He hums softly, reaching to unzip your dress, letting it fall into an expensive puddle of red fabric at your feet. "Of course. It'll be fun, seeing how well you handle it."
His grin is all lascivious mirth as he eyes you intently, sweeping your hair from your neck, laying kisses of pure heat at the side of your throat while you begin to unbutton his shirt.
You giggle softly, stroking his bare arms, your nails making his skin break out into goosepimples. "Don't I always handle the absolute railing you give me, though?"
He rumbles a chuckle, looking down at you, licking his top lip, his face a picture of wicked mirth. “Oh, I know you can handle me, baby, but can you take him on, too?”
Him? What him?
"Evening, sweetheart." Out from the shadows walks a man, one who you've never met before, but who has a face you recognise instantly. Oh, no. He did not...
You're stunned. "Seriously?"
Rio laughs softly, gesturing to the other guy with an outstretched hand. "Allow me to introduce you to Manny, the twin you've heard about, but ain't met yet."
Indeed you have heard about Rio's twin brother, an outlaw who lives down in Arizona, the carbon copy of your boyfriend offering his hand. You shake it, Manny then pulling you close, lifting your chin to place a kiss upon your lips, his brother beginning to leave a trail of kisses up your spine.
"I think she approves of the double trouble, bro," Manny hums, while your hands stroke his chest, beginning to shed him of his clothes.
Rio slips a hand into your undies, his fingers greeted by wet velvet. "Yeah, she definitely does." With his hand rubbing at you until you moan, Manny removing your bra and giving your tits some heavenly attention with his mouth, you can't help but agree. Even more so when they move you to the bed, Rio beginning to thoroughly tongue fuck you, while Manny does such a thorough job of sucking your tits, you feel as if you could cum from just that alone.
Two of the same, and you get them all night long. Happy birthday to you, baby.
A/N - I might have to make this a full length one shot one day... because WHY NOT? ;)
A/N #2 - Please, be good to your author and reblog if you enjoyed this. Don’t want to reblog because it doesn’t match the aesthetic of your blog? That’s fine. Leaving a little comment of appreciation goes a long way!
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BLOOD 🩸BOUND
🄼🄰🅂🅃🄴🅁 🄻🄸🅂🅃
Pam Grier as Serafina
Eiza González as Maria Bellá Lopez
Manny’s words replayed in Serafina’s mind as she laid in bed at the ariza house. She hasn't known him long, less than 72 hours. But, he was by far the nicest, the most gentlemanly out of the men she'd met at the clubhouse. As she stared up at the chipped wallpaper in the bedroom she occupied, Serafina let out a deep breath and then proceeded to sit up. Almost instantly, pain shot up the side of her neck and inner curves of her inner thighs. The sensation was a hot, uncomfortable feeling that sent cold shivers down her spin. Her body was drenched in sweat, her white-blood stained t-shirt clung to her body like a second layer of skin. The moment she stood up, she felt lightheaded. Serafina ignored that feeling and walked out the room.
Instantly, the sound of multiple women chit-chatting could be heard. But, that wasn’t new. The Ariza house was always a jam packed whore house that hoarded feedlings for the bikers. It wasn’t her life plan to end up one, but she did. “Bout time you woke up, chica.” a familiar voice said from behind her.
Serafina turned around and almost instantly rolled her eyes, “Anyone would sleep like the dead when you’re getting sucked off by one.” She replied with a weak smile, “Where were you last night Marie-Bella? After you left with Bishop, I got worried.”
Marie-Bella wassup an alluring beauty in Mexico. Her long, raven-black hair cascades down her shoulders, framing a face that is both sharp and captivating. Deep, expressive eyes—accentuated by a hint of intensity—tell a story of a life lived on the edge. Her full lips, often painted a deep crimson, reveal a quiet confidence, hinting at her undeniable influence among those in her circle.
Clad in a sleek black corset and matching leather pants, she emanates an effortless sensuality. The detailed studs lining her pants enhance her boldness, while her form-fitting top highlights her curves, amplifying her command of any room she enters. As a feedling, Marie-Bella has honed her ability to navigate the underworld, using her charm and sharp wit to cater to the Mayans MC. Known for her strategic mind, she often moves through shadows, ensuring that her actions always benefit the club. Serafina, her closest confidante, and best friend.
“Amor, you worry too much.” Marie-Bella laughed as she ran her hands through Serafina’s hair, “Bish is like thee nicest out of all of them, well maybe the second nicest next to that blood-thirsting feen Coco.” she giggled. Her dark eyes skimmed Serafina from top to bottom, her giddy expression weening.
“You look like shit.” She said,
“Gee thanks,” Serafina replied sarcastically, “Taza didn’t exactly take it easy on me last night.” she informed Marie-Bella with a sigh. The sound of floorboards creaking had caught Marie-Bella’s attention just as she was about to reply. The friends shared an unspoken look before Serafina announced she was going to freshen up.
“Cool, I’ll meet you downstairs when you’re done.” Marie-Bella replied before she headed downstairs.
And with that, Serafina made her way into the bathroom. She soon stood beneath the hot water, her body trembling as the warmth cascaded over her bruised skin. The steam filled the small bathroom, but it did little to ease the ache deep in her bones. Faint purple bruises marbled her arms, the delicate tracery of veins beneath her dull-brown skin standing out starkly from the abuse. Darker patches bloomed across her collarbone, hips, and thighs—reminders of where Taza’s hands had gripped too tight, his hunger too raw. Each bruise throbbed, a testament to how close Serafina had come to being drained completely.
As the water poured over her, she pressed her forehead against the cold tile, eyes squeezed shut. A hollow ache gnawed at her insides, like a hunger that could never be sated. She craved Taza’s touch again, the biting edge of her fangs, though she knew how dangerous it was. The sharp euphoria of being fed on had left her yearning, her mind foggy, her limbs weak. Every muscle aches, not just from the roughness, but from the withdrawal that gripped her. It was a craving, a twisted need, much like an addict’s for their drug of choice. Even the hot water couldn’t chase away the cold that settled in her chest, the way her pulse pounded in her temples, begging for that release again.
Serafina’s fingers curled into fists, nails digging into her palms as she tried to steady her breathing. She hated this. The bruises would fade, but the craving would not.
The transition from finishing her shower, getting dressed, and then leaving the whorehouse was a complete blur. She’d been brought back to reality an hour later. She blinked slowly, now finding herself seated across from Letty in some run down diner. The scent of burnt coffee and empanadas filled the air. The diner buzzed with the afternoon crowd, Letty and Serafina sat across from each other in a booth, sunlight streaming through the window, casting a warm glow on the wooden table. Serafina stirred her coffee, her mind racing with thoughts of the Mayans Motorcycle Club. She already knew their dark secret; after all, they fed off her and the other women connected to the club. ‘Crow-eaters’. Just a stupid name for the word whore.
Letty leaned in, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. Her eyes sparkling with excitement. “Bishop Losa and his cousin discovered the secret to becoming vampires ages ago. But it’s not just about blood; it’s about power. They can turn others, but only one of them has the authority to gift that power. that’s why they’re so selective with who they choose;Manny, Gilly, and EZ… they were all chosen for a reason.” she proceeded to lean back slightly. “Manny’s fiercely loyal with charm, Gilly’s is loyal and obedient, and EZ? He’s got this fire that draws people in. When Bishop or the Alverez turns someone, it’s more than just a bite. It’s a ritual, an honor. They’re sharing their strength and binding them into the family.”
Serafina’s heart raced at the thought. “So, when they turned those three, they weren’t just making more vampires. They were expanding their influence, solidifying their power.”
“Right ,” Letty said, her tone serious now. “It’s a code they live by. Once you’re in, you’re family, and you protect your own. The club’s like a fortress, and they’ll go to any lengths to defend it.”
Serafina remembered the times she had felt that fierce loyalty among them, a bond that ran deeper than blood. “But what about us? The women who get caught in all this? We’re just… collateral?”
“Not collateral,” Letty corrected, her eyes fierce. She shook her head as an angry look flashed across her eyes.
The diner hummed with life, the smell of coffee and grilled burgers began hanging in the air.
Serafina had seen the way the men looked at her and the other women, how they consumed their essence—blood slaves, nothing more. “Then what? Marie-Bella got us here from Los Vegas a few days ago. We partied at the clubhouse with them and then I woke up covered in blood with my virginity gone and Taza feeding off my legs.” Tears welled up in her eyes as she recalled the events. “It was terrifying.”
Letty’s expression darkened. “It’s not just terrifying; it’s brutal. Bishop Losa and his cousin have the power to turn someone, but they choose their mates so carefully, and it’s a painful process.”
“Painful how?” Serafina asked, her curiosity mingling with dread.
“They don’t do it for love,” Letty said sharply. “Most of the time, their wives aren’t even considered for that privilege. For them, love is a weakness. They want loyalty, control. It’s about power. When they choose someone to turn, it’s because they see potential for obedience, not affection.”
Serafina’s heart sank. “So, we’re just… vessels? Nothing more?”
“Exactly,” Letty replied, her voice heavy with contempt. “They’ll drain you dry, both physically and emotionally. You think you might be special for a moment, but really, you’re just another blood source. It’s a brutal hierarchy, and the pain of being chosen or discarded can be unbearable.”
“What happens to those who aren’t chosen?” Serafina asked, the weight of reality pressing down on her.
“They stay as they are—used and tossed aside when they’re no longer needed, or in some cases dead,” Letty said bitterly. “It’s a cycle of exploitation. They revel in their power, and for the women involved, it’s often a nightmare.”
Serafina felt anger and despair swell within her. “So, we have no power at all?”
“None,” Letty confirmed, her voice low. “you guys exist to serve their needs. They take what they want and leave you feeling empty. The men don’t see you guys as partners or equals; we’re just tools for their pleasure.”
The realization hit Serafina hard, and she shivered at the thought of being nothing more than a pawn in their twisted game. Letty’s words echoed in her mind, a dark truth that made her skin crawl.
As they sat in the diner, the bustling world around them faded away, leaving only the weight of their conversation. Serafina understood that in this perilous game, survival depended on navigating a reality where power ruled, and love was a cruel illusion.
### Transition Scene: Midnight Carnival
The neon lights of the carnival flickered like fireflies against the night sky as Letty and Serafina wandered through the bustling streets, their arms laden with shopping bags. The air was thick with the scents of popcorn and cotton candy, and the sounds of laughter and carnival games created an electrifying atmosphere. Midnight struck, and the vibrant chaos of the carnival seemed to pulse with life.
“Can you believe we stumbled onto this?” Letty exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “This feels like something out of a movie!”
Serafina smiled, momentarily pushing aside her thoughts about Manny. The colors, the lights, the music—it was a welcome distraction. They drifted toward a carousel, its horses gleaming under the bright lights, and Serafina felt a rush of joy wash over her.
But then a shiver ran down her spine, and she instinctively turned. There he was—Manny—leaning casually against a lamppost, shadows playing across his sharp features, his dark eyes fixed on her with an intensity that sent a thrill through her.
“Manny,” she whispered, a mix of excitement and unease stirring within her.
Before she could process her feelings, he glided toward them, his movements smooth and confident. The crowd seemed to part around him as he approached, his gaze never leaving Serafina. “Ladies,” he said, his voice low and entrancing, like velvet laced with danger. “Enjoying the carnival?”
Letty frowned, sensing the shift in the air. “We were just having a little fun, Manny,” she replied, her tone a mix of defiance and caution.
Manny’s grin was charming yet predatory, his eyes glinting with amusement. “Fun’s cool and all, but Serafina, I think it’s time we had a little chat.” He reached for her, his fingers brushing against her arm, and the contact sent an electric thrill through her that both frightened and excited her.
“Wait, Manny—” Letty began, stepping forward.
He turned to her, a warning flickering in his gaze. “Listen, Letty, I’d keep the stuff you hear from your pops on the down-low if I were you. It could get real messy if it falls into the wrong hands.” His tone was smooth but had a chilling edge that made Letty’s skin crawl.
Manny’s attention shifted back to Serafina, his smile turning possessive. “Come on, Mama, let’s roll. We need to talk.” His casual nickname sent a mix of warmth and fear racing through her, and she felt drawn to him, the carnival lights fading behind her as she looked into his dark eyes.
Letty hesitated, concern etched on her face. “Manny, she’s not some plaything,” she protested, though the confidence in her voice was wavering.
Manny stepped closer to Serafina, his presence enveloping her. “Nah, she’s way more than that,” he said, his voice low and entrancing. He took her hand, his grip firm yet gentle, and she felt both exhilarated and anxious as he led her away from the carnival, the laughter and music fading into the distance.
As they slipped into the shadows of the night, Serafina glanced back at Letty, whose expression was a mixture of worry and anger. Then, with a smooth motion, Manny guided her deeper into the darkness, leaving the carnival—and the light of their carefree night—far behind.
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Masterlist
Red Light Blue Light
Contains: Mentions of sex, friends to lover, angst with a happy ending, car accident, mild injury, hurt/comfort, fluff. Takes place in a universe where there's no war with the Sons.
2.3K words
More than 19,000 people are injured annually in California hit-and-run accidents.
"Come on Querida, I know it means you'll miss your show but you record it anyway." Manny called you just as you finished work, and you knew when you heard his tone what he would be asking for.
You sighed, "Why not. You better make missing the biggest scandal in reality TV since Willam cheating on Drag Race worth my while."
Manny chuckled, "Don't worry, I'll make sure you have a great time, I'll even buy you dinner at that Taco place a few streets away."
You rubbed your face, "Ok, fine, but next time you want to hang out, you're coming to my place. I'll cook for you and you know I have that fancy craft beer you won't admit to liking."
"Done, that's a fair trade. I'll see you tonight." He sounded so smug.
"Ok Manny, see you tonight."
Manny got off the phone and grinned at Coco, "She coming?" Manny nodded, "Alright, good, I haven't seen her in ages. Are you planning a repeat on the last time, or have you jumped back on the just friends train?"
Manny sighed, "It was one time man, and we agreed that it wouldn't happen again."
Coco tutted, "She didn't just fall on your dick dude. Give it a chance, she might feel the same way."
Manny shook his head, "You see many old ladies around here? You and Hope are the only ones who aren't fucking struggling."
Coco raised an eyebrow, "We'll see. This time next month, she'll be your old lady."
****
Manny had been smiling like an idiot ever since the call and his excitement only grew as sunset drew closer. He and Coco were out on the road, coming back from a day trying to lock down the prisons after Iron War filled the void that the Sons had left.
Coco waved his hand to grab Manny's attention and pointed to the road ahead of them before raising his voice above the roar of the bikes, "Is that y/n?"
Manny nodded, "Yeah." He chuckled, "Her and that car, she might as well wrap it in bubble wrap." Manny would laugh every time you compared his bike with your car and its side airbags and superior crumple zone.
"She must be on her way to the clubhouse, do you think we'll catch up with her?" Manny could see that Coco was calculating the distance between their bikes, your car and the next light.
Manny shook his head, "Nah, we'll just miss her." Sure enough, the light turned green and you slowly pulled into the intersection as they got going too.
It happened in a flash, and Manny could hear the revving of a car before he saw a flash of silver, then an all mighty crash as a vehicle slammed into the driver's side of your car. To make matters worse, the offending vehicle only stayed idle for a moment before reversing and speeding off.
Manny was stuck still as he tried to process what he saw and his mouth opened before he could think, "Go after the car."
Coco was already racing after the pickup truck and Manny sped towards the wreck. He was off the bike so far he almost fell over and then he wrapped his fingers around the twisted metal as he tried to pull the door free, "Y/n, Querida. Talk to me."
He heard a groan but the airbag hanging from the roof stopped him from seeing your face, "What happened?"
Manny relaxed, if only a little, "Someone slammed into you, Coco's got after them…."
A quick look at your legs showed you weren't trapped, but there were more pressing matters, "Manny, I can smell gas."
"Shit, I'm going to pull you through the window, cover your face." Manny took his blade and beat in the corner of the already shattered window before pulling it out of the housing entirely, "Grab on to me."
You stretched across the seat and grabbed your bag before you wrapped your arms around his torso as he leaned into the car and wrapped his around your waist and he let out a breath when he saw your legs were free despite the damage to the car. The movement was fast and left your head spinning as awareness of the pain you were in suddenly flooded into your consciousness as your feet touched the ground, "Ow fuck."
"I know but we gotta get away from the car." He dragged you across the street and the sound of another bike distracted you as Manny called for help.
Manny could tell by the look on Coco's face that he didn't manage to catch up, "I got the plate but the fucker was driving right for the station."
Manny was still holding you up as he finished the call, "Help's on the way. I take back everything I ever said about that car, I think it saved your life."
Coco chuckled, "That thing was a fucking tank. Those fucking pickups, I swear they flatten everything they run into."
"I don't think I'm that hurt. But a fire just caught." Sure enough, when they looked over, flames had started to flicker from the puddle of gasoline.
Manny and Coco shared a look, "The firefighters and EMTs will be here soon, just hold tight."
You nodded, "Can I sit down, my legs hurt?"
Manny shook his head, "Nope, just in case you've rattled your brain we gotta keep you awake."
Before you could say more, the sound of sirens drowned you out and people were rushing everywhere before the rush of water put out the growing fire.
A paramedic came into view and you did your best to disconnect from Manny and stand up straight, "I'm ok, the car took all of it."
The paramedic chuckled, "I can see that, we gotta get you checked out anyway."
You looked to Manny for support but he shook his head, "Go on, I know you've got good insurance. I'll follow you."
You sighed, "Alright. My poor car, I loved that thing."
"I know, but you can replace that, we can't replace you." He sounded more relieved than worried.
The paramedic nodded, "Your friend is right, ma'am, that was a very close call."
****
Manny pulled up to the hospital just after the ambulance and waited in the waiting room while the doctors looked you over. To his great relief, it didn't take long before a woman in a white coat came out, "Your friend is fine. Her thighs are bruised, and she has a sprained knee and a bruise from the airbag. Other than that, nothing is wrong. I don't believe in miracles, but this is as close as it gets."
Manny felt the weight lift from his shoulders, "So I can take her home?"
The doctor nodded, "Yep, we've given her a few days of meds so she can get some rest but other than that the only thing she needs is time."
"Thanks doc, I'll take her home now." Manny knocked and pushed the door open when your voice floated through the wood, "You ready to go?"
You nodded, "Yes but not on your bike."
Manny chuckled, "I had the prospect bring the car."
****
Once the hospital was out of view, Manny took a moment to look over your face before speaking, "Do the cops want to talk to you?"
You shook your head, "No, I wasn't drunk or high and I didn't see the car. There's nothing I can tell them, I can give my statement whenever I want so I can get my insurance payout and that's the end of it."
"I'm sorry, if I hadn't pushed you to come out tonight, this wouldn't have happened." You could hear the guilt in Manny's voice.
"You couldn't have known, this isn't anyone's fault. I'm ok, really." You hoped you'd sounded convincing but the look on Manny's face told you something different, "I want nothing more than to have a nice hot shower, take a few pills and get some sleep. Please don't beat yourself up about this, it isn't your fault."
Manny smiled softly, "Ok I won't but you gotta let me check in on you over the next few days."
You sighed, "Sure, if it will make you feel better."
The rest of the ride was had in conversing about the TV show you missed and by the time you pulled up to your home, Manny was just as pissed as you, "How could he cheat on someone so amazing? With a woman like that too. What's wrong with him?"
You shrugged, "He's a worm with a moustache."
Manny chuckled, "Well, I'll watch the reruns with you tomorrow. I spoke to Bish while you were getting checked out and you've got the whole day with me."
You huffed, "You could have let me know that while we were still in the car, I would have gotten snacks."
Manny placed his hand on your lower back and walked you inside, "We can do that anytime, you need to get some rest."
****
The weight of the day hit you just as you threw on your sleep shirt and hobbled to bed. Manny placed the pillow under your knee and brushed a strand of hair from your face, "You good Querida?"
You nodded softly, "Yeah, very sore but other than that, I think I'll be fine, the shower did wonders."
Manny took a deep breath, unsure how to break the news he got while you were bathing, "The guy that hit you's been done five times for drunk driving. The club's on it now."
"Figures, that explains why he ran." You rubbed your face, "the fact that you said the club's on it makes me think the cops aren't interested."
Manny shook his head, "No, they're not. He used to be one of theirs. Do you need anything else? Name it and it's yours."
"Please stay, I don't want to be alone tonight." You regretted it the second you said it, you had agreed after that night to keep things simple.
Manny smiled softly, "Sure, you want me to take the couch or.."
"Here's fine, if you want to, that is, it's not weird to share a bed with a friend." The way that Manny was looking at you made you think you might be more than that.
"I'm pretty sure I still have a pair of sweatpants around from that time I helped you paint your kitchen, can I have a quick shower and change before I climb into your nice clean bed?" Manny was always so thoughtful.
You nodded, "You do, they're in the bottom drawer and thank you."
Manny smiled, "What are friends for."
Manny was quick, leaving the door open to talk to you while he washed up. His chest was bare when he emerged and you flicked your eyes right to his to avoid gawking, "I can throw on my shirt if you want?"
You shook your head, "No, that would defeat the purpose of showering. I've seen you shirtless plenty of times Manny."
Manny dropped the subject and climbed into bed next to you, "Are you comfortable?"
You thought for a minute before turning on your side and facing him, while Manny repositioned the pillow, "I am now."
Manny smiled softly, "Good." There was a pause as you stared at his chest just inches before you and then you made a decision, one of which Manny seemed to come to simultaneously because just as you went to nestle into his arms, he was stretching them out to wrap around your body.
Nothing was said as sleep came over you, not even a good night but you swore as the last bit of awareness faded that you heard an "I love you" whispered into your ear.
****
The next day was spent smoking weed and eating while Manny's attention stayed glued to the TV so he didn't miss one second of what led up to the big scandal you had told him all about. He got a phone call just after six and hurried to the backyard to take it, coming back with a small smile on his face, "I've got good news."
"Ok, what is it?" You could tell by his tone it wasn't good news for someone.
Many sat down and popped a chip in his mouth, "We found the guy that hit you. Needless to say, he won't be hitting anything in a very long time."
You exhaled through your nose and shook your head, "I don't want anyone getting into trouble for me."
Manny smiled, "He did it to himself, we just gave him a push. Well, Coco did, but everyone else helped."
You took a moment before making your next statement, "I heard you last night and we need to talk about it."
"I meant what I said and I'm not upset heard me. I know we agreed to let go of what happened that night but I don't want to and you almost dying hasn't exactly made it easier to keep my feelings to myself." He had moved closer to you, his leg almost touching yours.
"And if I return your feelings, what then?" You knew what would happen.
His hand came to stroke your cheek, "What do you think Querida?"
Your eyes close unconsciously at his gentle touch, "I love you Manny."
He leaned in, his lips barely brushing yours in a soft request for persimmon before you closed the gap and sealed your lips to his. When you pulled away, his pupils were blown so wide that there was hardly any brown left and his tongue darted out to lick his lip, "As much as I would like to keep this going and have a repeat of that night, I am very bruised and it's not going to be any fun."
Manny scrubbed his hand over his face and huffed, "You're right, plus, I want to watch the whole series before the next episode airs and we don't have a lot of time."
You pecked his cheek, "I love you."
His nose nuzzled your skin as he returned the gesture, "I love you too y/n."
Fin
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I Love You - A Manny/Reader Smut Drabble.
Just a lil’ something I threw together, besties!
Words - 212
Warnings - Smut below the cut, minors DNI!
“There, is that what you needed, baby? Needed to get on me, yeah?”
Lord, after the day you’d had, how you needed nothing more than to take one look at Manny, tear off his clothes, push him down onto the couch and slide down on his long, fat, perfect cock.
“Yeah, ahhh, fuck. You feel amazing,” you hiss, his teeth closing around your nipple, his hands bracketing your waist as he begins to meet every downward motion of your body with a sharp upward thrust. The stress begins to melt away, pleasure crackling up your spine, his breath hot and ragged at your neck as his teeth move to leave bite marks there next.
“Yeah, mamas, You fuck all that stress away. I want you to ride me until you lose your goddamned mind and forget what got you so pissed off in the first place,” he encourages, hands clasping your face, kissing you with hunger. “Don’t even matter how bad life gets, because... ahhh, fuck, that pussy feels incredible... whatever happens, I’ll love you with every beat of my heart, baby.” His words are beautiful, steeped in his undying adoration for you, his grin wicked, his eyes darkening as he grips your neck gently. “And every fuckin’ inch of my dick.”
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Manny Mayans Masterlist
The Softer Storm
Let it Rain
What a Man
Gemini Rising (Manny/Reader/Rio from Good Girls threesome)
The Silk of Sin
Runaway (Manny/OFC)
Masterlist
~*~Drabbles & Shorts~*~
Art of Ruin
Gush
Until the Storm Breaks
Patter
I Love you
Playtime
~*~Prompt Requests~*~
“The only way you’re getting off is on my thigh.”
“You give such a different meaning to ‘ho, ho, ho’, baby.”
“I did what you asked and untangled the tree lights, babe. Come look.”
“I mean, I know we’re just friends, but we could add certain benefits?”
“I missed you, baby. Now, lie back and let me show you how much.”
“Well, I think you’re gorgeous, if that counts for anything.”
“If you don’t get on me in five seconds, I’m coming over there to get on you.”
“Does he make you feel as good as I do? I bet he doesn’t, that’s why you keep coming back to me.”
“That’s a big bathtub. I think it’d fit two of us in there easily.”
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Manny (Mayans MC) Drabbles and Shorts
Each drabble is categorised under its own prompt.
“The only way you’re getting off is on my thigh.”
“You give such a different meaning to ‘ho, ho, ho’, baby.”
“I did what you asked and untangled the tree lights, babe. Come look.”
“I mean, I know we’re just friends, but we could add certain benefits?”
“I missed you, baby. Now, lie back and let me show you how much.”
“Well, I think you’re gorgeous, if that counts for anything.”
“If you don’t get on me in five seconds, I’m coming over there to get on you.”
“Does he make you feel as good as I do? I bet he doesn’t, that’s why you keep coming back to me.”
“That’s a big bathtub. I think it’d fit two of us in there easily.”
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Mouths, Incomparable - An EZ/Reader/Manny Smut Short.
My brain is firing on filth, besties. Only fair to share it, I thought! I am now also coining the term smut short. It isn’t quite a one shot, but it’s too long for a drabble, so yes. Smut shorts are now a thing in this house of heat!
Words - 651
Warnings - Smut (inc. male/male sexual acts) below the cut. Minors DNI!
“Yeah, you like it when I ride this gorgeous face of yours, huh? Mmmm, get you nice and wet,” you gasp, your pussy coating the face of your lover in the sweet honey of your arousal, EZ sucking at you, his groans all filthily indulgent, one hand slapping your ass, the other gripped on at the back of Manny’s head, his cock rooted deep in his throat.
“Mmmhmmm.” He groans a little helplessly around a particularly firm suck upon your clit, stiffening his tongue thereafter, giving you an extra contour to grind yourself against, your hips swaying back and forth as you stimulate your soft tenderness against his face, wetting his nose, lips and chin.
“Yeah, he’s a happy, happy boy right now. You always are when you’ve got us both all over you.” His groans escalate, rumbling through his throat thick and fast, turning your head to caress Manny’s short beard with your nails. “What are you doing back there to make him sound like that, hmm?”
He slowly glides his mouth back up EZ’s cock, releasing him with a little pop. “My usual brand of devil magic.”
“I love that that’s stuck,” you snicker, your lovers laughing quietly. What else would you refer to a man with absolutely no gag reflex as? EZ was very right when he summed up Manny’s blowjob skills as such. “Oh god, fuck!” you then exclaim, EZ’s tongue beginning to move in a rapid flicker over the tip of your clit, spanking you again, Manny returning his mouth to him, wet heaven encasing his iron hard shaft, his fingers stroking over his abs, reaching to caress you before dragging back over EZ’s chest, squeezing his nipples until he shakes violently.
“I swear, one of you needs to get on me right now,” he grunts, turning his head to lay a soft bite upon your inner thigh, his arousal gleaming, Manny moving to pull your body back, feeding EZ’s cock into the sodden grasp of your cunt.
“You first, mamas, you get him nice and wet for me, and then I’ll fuck you good and deep while I ride him.” His hands slide over you as you roll your hips into EZ, his thick cock hitting you deep, grinding sparks into your summit, Manny allowing you to enjoy him for only a short time before pushing you forward. You seat yourself on his abs, gliding back and forth, EZ raising an eyebrow at you.
“Are you gonna rub that pretty little pussy over all of me tonight, querida? Because if you do, I have plans.”
“Thigh riding?”
He smirks, about to say something when his features crumple, his mouth dropping open, you knowing that behind you, Manny has just slid down onto him. “Mmm. Eventually.” Reaching past you, he glides his fingers down Manny’s arms, grasping his hands momentarily, winking at him before his eyes fall closed, Manny taking you by the waist and pulling you back before sliding his cock into the warm hug of your cunt.
“Damn, that feels too fucking good.” His voice shakes with the pleasure, the emotion, having both one of his lovers inside him while he’s balls deep in the other, his hands stroking your bodies as he fucks up into you with a steadily delicious rhythm.
All three of you sway against one another, Manny’s hand grasping your tits as he makes a feast of your neck with kisses and licks, feeding his fingers into EZ’s mouth, grasping his jaw, your moans sinfully erotic as the heat rises like a mist, each of you edging into utter sexual paradise.
“I fucking love you both so much,” EZ pants, pulling you down, kissing you hungrily, Manny’s tongue swiping your spine before he leans over your shoulder, his mouth finding EZ’s, their mouths fluttering against one another in carnal beauty as you kiss EZ’s neck.
“And we love you, too.”
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Paradise Entwined - An EZ Reyes/Reader/Manny One Shot Story.
So, guys. Here it is! Enjoy some throuple fun!
Words - 1,961
Warnings - M/F/M (inc. m/m sex acts) threesome smut below the cut, minors DNI!
His sweaty chest heaves with effort as he shunts forward, you behind him, matching his pace, rooted deep in him, the soaking strap on opening him as your one hand strokes his chest, the other reaching around his body, your hand and his on Manny, both working his cock while EZ glides steadily into him.
“The man with the prettiest eyelashes in the world looks very, very happy,” you hum softly, resting your chin on EZ’s shoulder as you look at Manny adoringly, winking, your hand squeezing over the head of his cock, feeling it pulse against the dual grip.
“Yeah,” he groans, his voice all smouldering smoke. “Happy don’t fuckin’ cut it. Euphoria, baby girl. That’s where I’m at.”
“Same.” EZ grits, your fingers pinching at his nipple before your hand moves to gently clasp his throat, your lips pressing kisses against where his pulse flutters madly, sinking into him a little harder. He grunts, his body stiffening, your teeth crushing against his throat in a dominant bite as you moan, nuzzling him.
“That’s it, my handsome man. Fall apart on this cock for me.” A blaze of pleasure streaks through him as you rut him faster, his groan rich and indulgent as he shudders his way to orgasm, his heart thundering beneath where your hand moves to stroke. It takes him a few moments to come back from such a high after you’ve pulled out, casting the strap on onto the floor, EZ mumbling something about needing to go and cool down as you move astride Manny, taking his hardness into the soaking mess of your cunt as you hear the shower being switched on.
“Gonna try not to think of him in there all naked and wet,” you mumble, leaning to kiss him.
“Yeah, I’d say we should follow him, but fuck, darlin’. Not when I got you right here on top of me. Gon’ make that pretty little ass bounce, and give you lots of kisses while I do.” He pulls you down against him, his mouth meeting yours, heavenly sin exchanged as he begins to fuck up into you with long, hard thrusts, your ass smacking against his thighs. The feeling of being filled sends little shocks skittering through your veins, your hunger to be fucked sated beautifully, mouths locked in a feral clash, his thumb reaching between you to draw tight circles over your clit as you rock against him.
It sends you soaring, your pent-up arousal breaking like a surge of water decimating a dam, hollering as you push up from his chest, grinding down on him with forceful gusto, his cock spilling into you deep, leaving you boneless and mindless in the aftermath. You’re so fucked out that you lie tucked in at his side, EZ returning to join you, falling asleep between their warmth to doze. A time later, and you’re awoken by the hot press of kisses all over your warm skin, Manny’s mouth at your neck as EZ’s slips down between your legs, his tongue delving into your folds with a hungry grunt.
That rolling lick has you quivering, your hips juddering, Manny’s mouth lowering to scatter kisses over your abdomen, his lips meeting EZ’s, sharing kisses gilded in smouldering embers.
“Mmm, I love the way she tastes on your mouth,” the former groans, kissing him again, his fingers moving to stroke over your clit, keeping your fires sizzling. Like the sight of them kissing isn’t doing that enough. You could watch them all over one another for indefinite periods of time, and have, lying next to them while touching yourself, a captive audience to the sumptuously erotic sight of them fucking. “Love you, fucking love kissing you, but let’s get back to the princess, save her complaining.”
EZ nuzzles him, kissing his forehead, the sight making your heart swell before his mouth returns to your folds, bathing you in incessant licks, hot and sweeping, Manny laying soft kisses down your thigh. They then alternate, EZ moving his mouth to kiss your inner thigh, Manny’s tongue taking over, beating on your clit with sumptuous rapidity, your moans stirring their lust, two sets of beautiful, dark eyes watching your body, how you react, adjusting to suit, but maybe not as much as you need them to.
“Look at that pretty little hole clenching,” EZ moans, Manny aiming a firm lick to it, gliding up to your clit again, the very tip flicking quickly as your soft cries fill the air. “Begging for something to fill it.” He brings his finger to you, circling at your opening, teasing, Manny’s tongue fluttering over your bud so softly, you can feel yourself pouring, EZ just about breaching you, his teeth nipping your thigh gently.
“Menace.”
He laughs, moving his mouth to Manny’s neck, laying kisses down his throat. “Yeah, guilty.”
“Feels good when he is, though, don’t it, mamas?” Manny asks, his lips wrapping around your clit and sucking, giving you a little more, your hips jolting against his face.
“Mmmm.” Your blissed-out moan echoes out from your parted lips, EZ finally taking mercy on you and sliding his finger all the way in, curling it, stroking your g spot as Manny continues to work your clit, the absolute divinity of it sending little swells of nirvana tumbling through you. One finger becomes two, a third sliding in, then a fourth, watching you parted wide around him, the rapid beat of Manny’s tongue sending you into skies of cloudless bliss, your hand clasped at the back of his head as he licks you to a truly beautiful ruin.
“Are you having fun down there, seeing if you can get a whole hand inside of me?” you purr, gritting a little bit, EZ looking at Manny and nodding in the direction of the lube bottle, the latter reaching for it and passing it down the bed, EZ wetting his hand thoroughly.
“For what I have in mind, yeah.”
You raise an eyebrow. “With you, that could be anything!”
He chuckles softly, pushing against you a little harder, his lust tripling as his knuckles begin to vanish within you. “I want to get you all stretched out, enough to take us both right up here in this beautiful little cunt.” His lips press a kiss to your clit, winking at you he runs a slow circle around it with his tongue, Manny moving to kiss sugared embers at your neck.
“It’d be so hot, if you could,” he groans, fingertips stroking your face.
You shrug slightly, beginning to smile. “I’ll try anything once.”
“Five times a week going forward if you like it?” EZ’s words have you both laughing, pushing a little harder against you, your muscles stretching to accommodate him, your body willing to it, his fingertips pattering against your walls, sending little tingles through your entire core. “Jesus, that’s virtually my entire hand up in you. God, that looks so hot.” His pillowy lips wrap your clit in a warm suck, pleasure streaking through you, his hand easing back and forth as you share kisses with Manny, your hand slipping down to grasp his cock, tugging deftly over the silken iron of him, pulling grunts from his throat.
You feel very, very empty when EZ gently removes his hand, coming to lie on his side next to you, lifting your leg over his hip. You feel a little nervous, and he sees it in your eyes, dousing his cock in lube before he passes the bottle to Manny to do the same. “Don’t be scared, love. You know we’ll stop instantly if it hurts. Mmmm, I love you so much, my gorgeous darling.”
“I know, baby. I trust you,” you whisper, turning your head to Manny, receiving a smouldering kiss of the deepest affection. “You, too.” To start with, it’s just EZ who slips within you, giving you a few minutes of slow arrowing as he kisses you, his mouth finding Manny’s, the latter’s hand wandering down to rub at your clit, stroking EZ’s cock as it slips back and forth. He then retreats until he’s shallowly still in you, Manny’s body pressed tight against your back as you feel his fingers reach down to the soaking mess of your pussy, his lips peppering kisses upon your shoulder.
Those fingers scissor you wide, the head of his cock pushing in, his hand retreating to grasp the base of himself, ready to guide in further, but remaining in pause after hearing you hiss a breath quietly. You’re so eager to take them both, but god. It’s such a stretch. “S’okay, mamas. Relax, we gotchu.” he whispers, kissing your cheek softly, EZ keeping completely still, the feeling of your warmth surrounding him along with the tight press of Manny’s cock a little overwhelming for a moment.
“You okay if I move again?” Manny asks, his fingertips circling your nipple, kissing your neck as he arches his against the tickle of EZ’s fingers, turning his head to suck them.
“Yes, but slowly.”
He nuzzles you gently. “Of course, baby girl.” He inches in carefully, pushing gently against the resistance of your muscles, stopping immediately when you whimper. “I’m sorry, querida. You’re doing so well. We don’t gotta rush it, though. I’ll just say here until you’re ready.” His hand moves from his cock, fingertips beginning to swirl over your clit, that little glimmer of pleasure misting up your spine, Manny knowing it’ll relax you. He feels your walls flutter and slacken, your mouth leaving EZ’s to turn back to him.
“Okay. I’m ready for you to fill me now.” Your words, although so sweetly delivered, your voice soft, submissive to them both, it makes fire flicker in the very depths of him, but he doesn’t let it blaze, slowly pushing up into you, EZ beginning to move too. “Keep going.” Your instruction spurs them both on when your little hisses bring them to a halt, both carefully inching up into you, until you’re completely full.
“Mmmm, good girl,” EZ praises, kissing you with heat. “Fuck, that feels so amazing, with you right up against me, too.” he then adds to Manny, their mouths meeting.
“Yeah... it... fuck. Sex drunk.” His mumble makes you both laugh quietly, EZ kissing him again.
“Love you, mijo.”
“Love you right back, Ezekiel.” He strokes his face, nuzzling him before moving back to you, kissing you with a little more force, EZ’s mouth at your neck. “And shit, how we love our pretty little princess.”
And you feel that love in waves as they gently, so gently, move in slow tandem against one another inside you, the sensation sizzling over your nerves, a summer bloom chasing the spring frost away, the lewd squelch of them both jointly fucking you, coupled with your moans, the most sinful orchestra you’ve ever heard. The pleasure of it surges, neurons blazing, little shocks jumping from nerve ending to nerve ending, Manny’s fingers still stroking your clit as he gently bites your neck, your tongue rolling against EZ’s as you kiss each other with scorching need.
They gain a little momentum, but it doesn’t shift up any faster than sumptuously slow, the velvet of your cunt fluttering around them as you begin to pant, lightning striking and sending bolts right up your spine as you cry out, taking them with you, all three of you staggered by how it felt to cum constricted together in such a tight, loving, hedonistically erotic bind.
They both gently slip from you, but your bodies remain close, hands stroking one another as once again, you feel yourself settling into sleep. This time, though, they join you, kissing you, whispering their love, until the three of you sink into dreamy bliss together.
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You deserve every single one of those follows + so, so, sooo much more!!! Finding your blog was the best thing I’ve ever done! 👏👏👏👏
Sooooo, can I please have number 8 with manny?😌
Congratulations, girly! Luff and appreciate you bunches! 🌹♥️
Awww, back atcha', sweetie! And yes, you most certainly can! Any excuse to write Manny and I'm there :)
He loves your legs. It would even be fair to say he loves them that much, that at this point, he fetishizes those silky, long stems, so with that in mind, any chance you get to show them off, you do.
"Damn, mamacita. That's a short dress, even for you," he comments, one eyebrow arching significantly higher than the other as you walk into the kitchen, where he's sipping a drink, grabbing your lotion from the side and lifting your foot up onto the counter, applying a liberal smothering to each leg, knowing that your audience is extremely captive. "Do you got undies on beneath there? Because I swear, I just saw my best friend wink at me."
You can't help but burst into hysterics. Even when it's slightly at your expense, he's the funniest guy you've ever met. "Nope, dress is too tight. Even my tiniest thong still showed through. But I'm not changing! It's red, it's festive!"
He shakes his head, laughing deeply, sinking his drink. "I didn't expect you to, but really, you give such a different meaning to ‘ho, ho, ho’, baby.”
Your glare has his laughter escalating in a moment, slapping him on the shoulder. "Get your damned ass out of the house, cab is here!"
Still, he continues. "Remember, knees together. Me getting winked at is fine, anyone else? Hell no."
"Manny!"
It's a good job you love him!
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*✊🏾knock👊🏾 ✊🏾knock👊🏾*
you may want to consider changing the locks cause I'm getting far too comfortable with the unannounced pop by.
and like all "overstayed their welcome house guests" I have demands a request
Number 17 with EZ. No, Bishop. No, Happy. No, Manny.
actually you've been such a generous host, you pick, whoever you like, I wouldn't want to put you out after all 🤣🤣🤣 *sorry sarcasm is my first language but I'm serious about those locks, I'm no good at subtle hints, send me packing whenever.
Babe, at this point in the house of DDD, you have your own little reading nook, furnished with snacks and drinks of your choice! You will never be unwelcome around here! Apologies that this took me about 900 years to get around to, life is busy, my friend! I hope you enjoy it, though :)
Slight smut below the cut, minors DNI!
"Oh, what was that I heard? A needy little whine, hmm?"
"Please, Manny."
A baleful rumble echoes his throat, his chuckle deeper in pitch than that of a tiger's low growl of warning, and ten times more predatory. "Y'all really saying please to me now, after I told you not to behave like a brat?"
Another little whine escapes your lips, Manny smirking at your chagrin, leaning forward in his seat, the chair creaking. He reaches for you, fingers hooking beneath the intricate bindings of the bondage rope he has to bound with, your arms lashed behind your back, the tight constriction fuelling your arousal. As he knew it would.
Looking down at where his cock fills the front of his jeans, he then lifts his head, watching your eyes take it in, hungry for the hardness you know he shan't be unleashing and putting anywhere near you yet. You won't feel him fill you where you're wet and needy, and it's torture. The sweetest kind.
"Dying for it, aren't you, brat?"
"I am."
He grins, looking down at his leg, dark eyes flitting back to yours, blinking slowly, the sight of his long, dark lashes fluttering a display of divine beauty. “The only way you’re getting off is on my thigh.” His hand grips the rope, pulling you down astride it, the denim coarse against your soft folds. "Look like someone's gon' be grinding herself there, don't it?"
You nod.
"Oh, and by the way," he begins in a breathy whisper, his lips planting a single, soft kiss against your throat, his hold on your bindings tightening, "you aren't allowed to look away, not even once."
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Three is the Magic Number - An EZ Reyes/Reader/Manny One Shot Story.
Time for you and your hot Mayan men to entangle as a three again, besties! Forgive me if this sucks, writing under the duress of covid isn’t easy. This has taken me hours! I’m not doing anything else until I feel better, this was tough, but my desire to create burned through, even though I’m sure it’s awful and bland!
(Gifs not mine, found on Google)
Words - 1276
Warnings - Smut (threesome, inc. m/m sex scenes) below the cut, minors DNI!
To hold one man in the palm of your hand, or rather, the wet hug of your mouth is one thing, but having two of them, groaning in bliss as you alternate between them is a feel like no other. You have their pleasure gathering like a summer tempest, watching them exchange kisses of filthy indulgence, EZ biting Manny’s lower lip as his cock hits the back of your throat, dragging your lips back slowly before returning them to Manny. He twitches against your tongue, a hot press slipping over the engorged veins, your hand remaining upon EZ, squeezing his shaft as you bury Manny’s deep in your throat.
And repeat... and repeat... and repeat...
“Come up here, mamas,” Manny rasps, his voice all earthy grit from arousal. “You need to let your guys look after you for a while.” With a lustful grin, you’re between them in seconds, being tended to by the loving stroke of hands, your curves toured, mouths wandering, the press of two beautiful bodies against you utterly scintillating.
“What do you want first, baby? A mouth, a cock, or both?” EZ asks, his lips kissing a path across your neck, fingers teasing a pinch at your nipples, Manny’s hands stroking a soft tour of your thighs, resulting in quivers, his tongue circling down your spine.
“Mmmm,” you purr, clasping his face and kissing him hotly. “I think both.” Without hesitation, Manny hooks his arms beneath yours, turning onto his back and taking you with him, splaying your legs wide over his thighs, grunting as his teeth close upon your earlobe when he feels you reach for him, guiding him to your soaking opening. With a single upward push, he fills you, evoking a breathy gasp, a dart of pleasure hurtling up your spine to feel him deep inside you, pushing against where you’ve ached to be filled.
EZ moves to settle himself before you both, his thumb dragging over your clit as he kisses his way down your inner thigh, the action searing through you, heat crackling in your tummy. You wail softly when he replaces his thumb with the hot, wet drag of his tongue, slow licks warming you, building like a monsoon, wet heat swirling, his lips sucking, cheeks hollowing as the dark gold of his eyes find yours, winking, his fingers softly touring your body, meeting Manny’s upon your tits.
They clasp momentarily before Manny releases the grasp, reaching to stroke his face, EZ turning his head away to suck his fingers with a groan before shifting back to your apex, his mouth back upon you, licking at your clit in a slow circle, descending, laving at your opening, laying sumptuous licks over Manny’s cock as it fills and empties you, lips puckering kisses up and down his shaft while his thumb takes over rubbing your aching bud.
He has you both moaning richly, pleasure jolting through you, the coil in you winding taut as he returns his mouth to you, sucking hard, the punch of Manny’s cock making you feel as if you have shooting stars streaking through your core, your walls clenching in soft tremble around where the thick of him splits you, his fingers pinching tightly on your nipples as he gently lays soft bites against your neck.
Chilled heat whirls through you courtesy of the dual attention of your lovers, your hand curling around EZ’s head, nails flexing at his scalp as he lays long licks at you both, starting at the base of Manny’s cock, ending at your clit, tasting the wetness dragged out from you around his shaft, heat sizzling up your spine. He sucks upon your twitching bud again, hands smoothing up your thighs, keeping you spread as Manny begins to fuck up into you with more purpose, your wails filling the room as between them, they have you ascending sharply.
Between the hungry suck of a mouth and the sharp pounding of a cock, they work you to your peak quickly, sparks skittering through you as the curve of Manny’s cock rubs deliciously against your g spot, your walls throbbing around him as he groans in your ear, all grit and smoke, hands clutching your breasts while EZ’s tongue flickers firmly over your clit. You sob with the divinity of it, shuddering as tingles burst through you, Manny panting hard beneath you.
“Yeah, that’s it, querida. Cum hard around my cock.” he encourages, moving rapidly like a piston into the soaking clasp of your fluttering walls. It gilds over you like the dawn light illuminating the morning dark, glimmering through you as you wail out every throbbing pulse of your release, EZ’s tongue gentling against you as Manny moves rapidly within, the bloom of his undoing radiating through him, engulfing him completely as EZ pulls his cock from you, sucking the ribbons of cum from him as he unloads deep in his throat with a guttural series of grunts.
“Fuck, fuck, ahhh!” he groans, cock twitching with sensitivity, EZ releasing him, laying kisses over your hip as you sit up, reaching for him, kissing him heatedly, Manny joining you. “Now we gotta get you looked after, don’t we?” he voices, laying kisses and licks over EZ’s throat, nibbling at his jaw as you both lay him on his back, mouths kissing paths over his chiselled body. Your tongues delight in wetting every crease of muscle, both lowering, yours the first to wrap around his long, thick cock, sucking the head while Manny lays licks and kisses to his shaft.
Your mouth descends while his ascends, switching over, both of you sending him into the glittering realms of sexual nirvana with ease, dually blown with the kind of amazing finesse that renders him at the mercy of you both entirely.
It’s an endless, glittering wave bestowed by two mouths, his eyes rolling back in his head as it thuds back on the bed. “Fuck.” he breathes, the word drawn out, his breath catching in his throat, groans full of smoke and sin following when after lubing his fingers, Manny begins to work two in and out of his ass. While he opens him, his tongue flickers over his balls, your mouth descending his shaft, lips pulsing around the base of him, feeling him twitch violently against your throat, sucking up to the head of him again, tongue laying licks across the sensitive tip, watching his chest rising and falling more rapidly.
“That good, gorgeous?” you coo softly, tickling his chest with your nails.
He tries to form words through each ragged pant, the pleasure making him foggy. “Too good.” His words are barely coherent, the crook of Manny’s fingers inside him making his hips buck up, blazing bolts shooting through him. You both exchange a look, you moving to sit astride EZ’s hips, sinking down onto his cock, bouncing on him keenly while Manny drenches his cock in a thick slick of lube, slowing when he moves to position himself before you both, slowly inching his way into EZ, groans full of heat and sin as he breeches him deeply, EZ breathless and quivering at the mindlessly intense sensations.
You begin to speed up again, more rocking against the thick swell of his cock as he ruts against your summit, Manny wrapping you in his arms and kissing you, torridness engulfing you all completely, as it always does, and always will. Hip Hop group De La Soul once proclaimed three to be the magic number, and you know that only to be true where your romantic set up is concerned.
You wouldn’t be anything other than a three with them now.
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Hi, Cutie!! May I please have #17 with Manny-baabyyyy?
This prompt is giving me tingles 😌
You may, babe!
Smut below the cut, minors DNI!
The kisses you share grow in urgency and fever, your body pressed hard against his as he pens you against the wall, hands unbuttoning the tight little cardigan you're wearing, pulling away to take a look at your boobs.
"Well, goddamn," he breathes, his fingers curling around the straps and yanking down the cups in an uncouth tug. "If they ain't the finest tits I've seen in a while, girl."
He reaches to unclip it, letting the black satin fall to the floor before lifting you up, your legs wrapping around his waist as he begins to suck your nipples in turn. It's an action that has your head buzzing, more so though, that it's Manny who is the one doing it.
You were just friends up until half an hour ago.
How did this even happen?
Tequila. Tequila is how it happened.
"Shit," you breathe, your nails dragging over his scalp. "I can't believe we're doing this!"
He chuckles quietly, looking up at you. “I mean, I know we’re just friends, but we could add certain benefits?”
You smile, entertained at the fact that he isn't so clouded by lust that he hasn't got all of this figured out already. Typical manny. "Oh we can, can we?"
He takes your nipple into his mouth again, sucking hard. "Mmhmm."
"Is that so?" you question, Manny carrying you through to his bedroom.
"You wanna know how you're about to benefit specifically?"
You nod, your lips finding his again. "Yeah, I think I do."
"Mamas, you're about to get that pussy ate until you go blind."
"Does such a thing exist?"
He grins, sitting you down on his bed, pulling at your leather pants and undies, the garments coming off in one swift tug. "It does when I do it."
And from the first moment you feel his mouth between your legs, you realise he absolutely wasn't wrong.
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Besties I AM HORNY. I am totally on a multiple partner smut kick right now, too.
EZ/You/Manny throuple action? It’s happening. It is. Watch this space.
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Guero (Mayans MC) Masterlist
Heavenly Sin (Guero/Reader/Angel threesome)
A Wife’s Witness
Fire between Friends
Lost & Found (Guero x OC)
Masterlist
~*~Drabbles & shorts~*~
A Demand for Shakie Shakie’s (dad!Guero/reader)
Breed
Papa didn’t raise no Bitch - Part One Part Two
~*~Prompt requests~*~
“Good with your hands, huh? I think I wanna know more.”
“So, I can’t even take a shower alone any longer, huh?”
“You’re not wearing anything beneath that, are you?”
“If you can’t sleep, I could help with that?”
“Shit, baby. You marked me up good.”
“You ain’t demanding me. I’m the one in charge here.”
“Oh my god, I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard!”
Three word request - shiver, trace, thunder
Three word request - stirring, back, music
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A Wife’s Witness - A Guero/Reader One Shot Story.
Just a lil’ thing I had rolling around in my brain because of King Blorbo Boy Toy here, who is still refusing to move from the creative space in my brain! Enjoy :)
Words - 1,666
Warnings - Smut below the cut, minors DNI!
You don’t question him as to why he smells like burned chemicals as he walks in, his lips finding the top of your head in a soft kiss. Instead, you witness his stripping off in silence, his clothes cast to the floor with careless abandon as he trudges to the bathroom, not getting on at him for being messy. When dread dances in his eyes, you see it. You’ve witnessed it too many times by now.
Nobody ever said being the wife of an outlaw would be easy.
Removing his belt, knife and wallet from his jeans, you collect them as well as the rest of his clothes, hanging his kutte up, heading into the tiny laundry room off the kitchen and putting them all into the machine, figuring they could benefit from a separate wash. You add more detergent than necessary, knowing they will need it to combat the stench, hearing the shower turn on across the hall.
You hover, watching him link his fingers behind his head as the water cascades down upon him, a soft groan leaving his mouth as the tension in his body eases a little for the influx of hot water. He needs a minute. When his day weighs heavy on him, you see it. You’ve witnessed it too many times by now.
Moving to the kitchen, you search the assembled bottles of alcohol, muttering a soft curse that you’re all out of his preferred choice, turning to the fridge to pull the vodka bottle out instead, pouring a large measure. Lingering there, the sound of the shower eventually being turned off is your cue to move, walking around to the bathroom, the sight of a damp Guero wrapped in a towel awaiting you.
Proffering the glass forth, you smile. “Sorry it isn’t your usual.”
He puckers his lips at you, taking it gladly. “Baby, I’d drink your fucking nail polish remover right now if it’d gimme a buzz.” You laugh softly and he sinks the vodka in one neat gulp, wincing slightly, shaking his head in rapid motion. “Ugh. Isn’t my favourite, but it hit the spot.” He places the glass on the side of the sink, a weighted exhale leaving his chest as he reaches for you, resting his chin on your shoulder. “Got my favourite right here.”
You feel him smile against the side of your neck, a kiss laid where your pulse flutters gently, his shoulders easing as the warmth of you melts away the very last traces of everything that had weighed upon him.
Turning your head, you kiss his cheek a couple of times, your fingers stroking soothing swirls across his back. “Want me to take you to bed?”
He nods, lifting his head to look down at you. “Please. I need this day to end with something good.” When he needs to lose himself in you, you see it. You’ve witnessed it too many times by now.
His towel is abandoned along the way, the naked press of his body against your back scintillating. His hands reveal you to his gaze as you reach the bedroom, lowering your long nightie, letting the silky fabric flutter down to pool at your ankles. Soft kisses press against your spine, his fingers stroking your arms before he turns you, mouth upon yours, your bodies entwined as you hit the bed below.
Shower fresh skin blankets yours, your fingers combing through his wet hair, Guero shifting immediately, body crawling back, wasting no time in tease. He needs you, a mouthful of you, his tongue running a slow, firm lick through your folds without hesitation.
“Mmm, not that I’m complaining,” you begin.
“Better not be,” he interrupts with a smirk.
You push yourself up on your elbows, looking down at him. “Shouldn't this be about me making you feel good?"
He pauses, his lips placing a single kiss upon your inner thigh, eyes already blown from lust. “This is making me feel good. Now, shut up, lie back and let me wreck you with my tongue.” You’re never one for taking instruction, but those kinds of demands are hard to argue against.
His tongue begins moving in serpentine over your clit, evoking a gasp, the action repeated slowly as he slowly teases the pleasure from you. Starlight pulses through you as he begins to suck, and your hands go to his hair as your hips rise, his hands sliding beneath to cup your ass cheeks, bringing you closer to the fever of his mouth as he kneads you.
You feel your insides twist and bloom, a ragged pant exiting your parted lips at the feel of his tongue tip working your clit fast and hard, alternating to roll slowly, pausing to suck. The heat of it snaps over your skin, splitting your nerves as you cry his name, hands fisting in his thick hair.
“Mmm,” he murmurs against you. “So fuckin’ hot when you lose control.” He brings his fingers to the trickle at your opening, your dew hot as he slides them within, his other arm curling around your thigh, hand splayed in a wide, firm press at your abdomen. You don’t know why that press always feels so exquisite, glimmers racing to your very marrow, all you care is that it does.
This man, he has his repertoire so finely tuned to cater your desires that you often think he somehow crawled beneath your skin to gather that information, to elicit a touch so perfect, drawing moans from you as his fingers sink deep, have you fluttering, his tongue rapid over your engorged little clit.
“Guero, please. I need...”
He moves to kneel before your shaky, splayed legs, grasping his cock, stroking the head over your sodden folds. It burns a nirvana through you, just feeling him slide against your heat. “Yeah, I got what you need, baby.” The head of him snags at your opening before he’s parting you, your cunt suddenly very full, a shuddered breath leaving his mouth as he feels your walls hug on him, that aqueous velvet clench dizzying to his senses.
You squeeze on him, and he pushes deeper, a bonfire of pleasure crackling through you as he leans to offer kisses steeped in filthy heat, moans spilling from his lips to yours like wine, his hands clasping your face. “Fucking love you so much.”
Your eyes return the sentiment and so much more, your mouth hanging agape as he shows no mercy in beginning to pound you into the bed, your cries filling the room, hands tight upon his forearms. His cock scrapes sparks through your walls, spearing you hard, watching your face contorting in the ecstasy of taking the storm that is him inside of you.
Lightning begins to flicker as he thumbs at your clit, a wet drag sending sizzling sensations skittering through your veins, the thick of him splitting you wide as you pant, your hands trawling over his body. He’s a decadent feast for your eyes, lean muscles decorated in a blanket of tattoos, his dark eyes focused upon you as your hands clasp upon him.
You pull him into messy kisses, his forearms balancing his weight, mouth kissing a smoky path to your neck, teeth sharp as his cock glides effortlessly into your silken heat. His groans fill the air, sharp snaps of his hips sending you reeling, a wet suck from plump lips making your nipple furl. The soft bite he places upon your pebbled peak has you arching into him, his hands stroking scorching paths over your skin, rutting you a little faster as he begins to chase the light he can feel sparking in his depths.
A sudden change of mind has you feeling bereft when he pulls from the clasp of your cunt, your soft whine sounding your reluctance to lose him. “S’okay, beauty. Just wanna feel this pretty little pussy gush on my tongue before I fill it with cum.”
If there are erotic intentions you are fonder of hearing, he is yet to speak them.
His tongue is like a whirlwind upon your clit, his fingers holding you spread, heat snapping through you as he beckons forth your release, the noise of his mouth on your cunt sinfully dirty as he licks and sucks, groaning hungrily against the wet of you. “Yeah, baby. Gimme all those pretty moans.”
You offer him an aria of bliss as each lick speeds you to full burn, the sizzle of pleasure roaring until you’re at full blaze, crying helplessly as every roll of that clever tongue sends you into orbit, Guero the sun, his heat lighting you up into a full blaze of dawn.
You’re given no time to recover from such an earth shattering high, his cock arrowing into you once more, the filthy sound of his fuck echoing off the walls as he rails you voraciously. His hands grip yours, bringing one to his mouth, sucking your fingers as his eyes burn with dark fire. It feels like he’s remaking you around him as he grinds you deep, bliss fizzing to your bones, his muscles tightening as he groans wantonly around the suck upon your fingers.
Pulling them from his mouth, you receive his body in your arms, nails dragging his back, another rolling orb tumbling down your spine, little pricks of pleasure coaxing another undoing from you as the fervid culmination strikes you both. You pant against kisses full of love and filthy indulgence as he sinks his release into you, his clammy body slowing, yet he doesn’t stop. Each wave of bliss flutters through you before his cock finally stills, his cum leaking from you, forehead rested to your shoulder.
“Better now?”
Inky eyes look down upon you with adoration, his thumb stroking your cheek. “Always am when I’m inside you.”
It’s true, this is no mere orgasm drunk pleasantry. You know because see it in his face, feel it in his body. You’ve witnessed it too many times by now.
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Rolling over the Clouds - An EZ Reyes/Reader/Manny Smut Short.
I think I’m going to be regularly contributing to writing this kind of throuple set up. I like it :D
Words - 822
Warnings - Smut (inc. m/m sexual acts) below the cut, minors DNI!
It’s all slow and rolling that afternoon, much like the summer storm that rumbles overhead, your bed, dressed in grey linen, not unlike one of the heavily laden clouds above, the soft covers sumptuous as you and your boyfriends enjoy one another after all taking a bath together. Yes, you furnished your bathroom with a much bigger tub solely for the reason. Because why get hot and wet alone, when you can do so with two very handsome accompaniments?
“You know what we are right now?” Manny asks, laying hot licks over your clit, EZ behind him, a well-lubed hand trawling his cock while he rims him from behind.
“Really fucking horny?”
Your suggestion makes them both snicker, Manny continuing. “Nah. Sexy version of the human centipede.” You can’t help but explode into giggles.
“I don’t want that visual in my mind right now,” EZ snorts, biting him on the butt cheek as reprimand, Manny growling.
“God fucking damnit, that hurt!”
EZ laughs devilishly. “You must have liked it, though. It made this gorgeous, big cock of yours pulse.”
Manny raises an eyebrow, casting a glance back over his shoulder. “Maybe do it again, just so I know for sure?” His request is obliged, a rich groan tumbling from his mouth, burying it back against your folds, licking over your clit with long, repetitive strokes, making a constellation soar beneath your skin, the pleasure biting, the heat of his mouth like a summer tempest, his eyes almost black at he stares up at you.
EZ emerges from behind him, kissing a path up his spine, Manny shuddering as each hot, open-mouthed pucker hits his skin, EZ reaching for his drink on the nightstand, gulping it back.
“Thirsty work, huh?” you quip, EZ raising his eyebrows as he drains the glass.
“Between keeping you and him happy, I can’t feel my jaw either.” You identify, having both of them, well endowed as they are to please with your mouth, EZ coming to lie as your side, hand stroking over your curves as he circles your nipple with his tongue, Manny emerging from between your legs to plunge into you, parting your walls and filling you to the hilt, leaning to kiss you. He then turns to EZ, granting him the same, the sight of them locked at the mouth the catalyst to a heavenly warmth spreading right through you, as it always does, groaning softly against the push of one another’s tongues.
They then shift their focus back to you, EZ kissing your neck, Manny pausing to grab the lube and squirt a little onto his palm, wrapping his hand around EZ’s cock and giving him a slow, firm upward tug that has him breathless, while his mouth closes over your nipple. Sitting back on his heels, he trawls your wet plush slowly, tingles erupting when the head of his cock drags sparks over your sweet spots, his hand wringing pearls of precum from EZ, warm and wet against your hip.
“Mmmm, fuck. That pretty little pussy sure got some fucking grip,” he groans, EZ reaching over, his fingertip sliding to your clit and circling slowly, making pulses throb through you, your bones smouldering, tongue rolling against his as you share hot, syrupy kisses. “I think she needs stretching out more, though.”
EZ makes a small noise of approval, lips gliding over your jaw, tongue swiping your neck as he reaches lower, fingers stroking Manny as he slips back and forth before he pushes a finger at your entrance, the cock within you paused as his long digit slides in to join it, EZ adding a second, caressing you with more sumptuous kisses when you hiss and whimper a little. “You can take it, just relax while we open this pretty little cunt up. Mmmm, you feel so fucking good.”
Little sobs wrack your throat, not entirely out of pleasure, Manny leaning to you, kissing your throat as they move slowly withing you. “Shhhh, baby. Want me to stop a minute?”
“No,” you pant, your nails dragging his chest. “Keep going, but slow.”
“I will, querida. Nice and slow. God, you’re getting so fucking wet.” They lavish you with strokes and kisses, their praise electrifying, your body relaxing into it, EZ’s fingers curling a little, stroking, stars shooting through your wet walls, Manny speeding up a little. “Yeah, good girl. That feel nice, darlin’?”
Your voice breaks on a cry, your eyes shutting tightly as your body ripples, your back arching like a bridge, them the rushing water beneath. “Fuck!” The pleasure ascends like a creeper vine, tangling, rooting deep and coiling through your insides, your pulse throbbing wildly beneath EZ’s tongue.
“I think she likes it.” he whispers through a little chuckle, kissing your neck. “You do, don’t you? Like the feeling of when we make you ours entirely.”
“Fuck yes.” You breathe, turning to kiss him. And nothing could be truer.
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