#mayans mc ez

[ravennaortiz]

Your Boyfriend is a Bitch Headcanon -Mayans Version

Summary: How the guys would react if they overheard some guy hitting on you and saying that your boyfriend is a bitch. Inspiration came from the song below.

Taglist: @keyweegirlie @hatersaremymotivators @meera10 @kikijackson-blog @im-just-a-mississippi-girl

A hint of mischief is in Coco's eyes as he turns to you after knocking the guy out who had went from telling you how beautiful you were to telling Coco he was a bitch and he could steal you away if he really wanted to.. "My bad ma" he states with a smile. You had been begging for a normal date night away from the clubhouse and brothers. As much as you loved them and the club sometimes it was nice to have a quiet dinner at a nice restaurant outside of town. You couldn't help the smile and laugh as you shook your head as you reached for his hand quickly moving to your car. "I can't take you anywhere. Always getting me in trouble" he continued as the sound of sirens could be heard in the distance.

"Oh, really? You think you have a chance of taking me?" inquired Angel his voice casual as he turned to the younger guy who had sat down at your table. The guy had been chatting you up since you had stepped into the packed clubhouse looking for your man. Not taking a single word you had said to heart as you told him to back off and that your boyfriend was not one to play with. You watched as the mans eyes widened as he took in Angel and his eyes flickered over the patches. Angel was an imposing man sitting down but when he stood up the guy took off. "Thought I was the bitch?" laughed Angel as he sat back down looking at you.

Short king Bishop oozes big dick, don't fuck with me energy. Which is why you are stunned into silence as well as Gilly and Angel at what the new prospect has just said to him. The air is tense as Bishop contemplates the young man who had just dared to say he could fuck you better than him. "I assume you only said this because you think my beautiful goddess of a wife is a club girl correct? " asked Bishop as he gently taps your hip. Once you have stood up off his lap he stands up and walks to the new prospect who has decided now to shut his mouth. "I'll help you out son. There is no correct answer" states Bishop as he grabs the guys arm and leads him out the door.

Manny is all slow blinks and tight smiles as he listens to the man next to him at the bar describe all the ways he would do you as they wait for EZ to get them beers. "Said she has a boyfriend, dumb bitch doesn't know what she's missing out on. He's obviously a winner since he left her alone." states the man as he nudges Manny who chuckles darkly. "Yeah, the mother of my four beautiful girls over there sure is missing out" he states before punching the guy in the face. "Also im her husband not her boyfriend" states Manny before making his way to you. "This is why I don't bring you out ma. Always got me acting up" joked Manny as he pulled you too him for a kiss.

Guero is all angry forehead press and fists the minute the guy grabs your arm to turn you too him. The two of you had been taking a break from dancing and wee making out in the back of the packed clubhouse. You had mentioned to Guero earlier that the guy had been hitting on you and said he could take your boyfriend in a fight when you mentioned you were not single. Guero had wanted to put his fist through the guys face then but you had been so amused he had pushed the idea down so that he could keep that smile on your face. Now though it was on. No one touched what was his.

The moment your sweet Teddy Bear said excuse me and stood up you knew the guy was done for. It never ceased to amaze you how many people thought it was fun to poke the grizzly bear of a man that was Gilly. You smiled as he blew you and your daughter who was cooing away in your arms kisses before grabbing the back of the guys neck and walking him out of the clubhouse. "Still getting guys in trouble, four days after giving birth" chuckled Coco, making you laugh, as he stood up. "I'll make sure he doesn't kill the kid"

Creeper is silent as he watches you and the guy go back and forth. You have just as much blood on your hands as he does, he knows you can handle yourself. He won't hesitate to step in though if you want him too. He patiently waits for your cue as he sips his beer, chuckling when the guy says he can do you better and asks what position you like. "Do you like having your ass fucked?" you inquire as you tap Creepers arm. "As her bitch of a boyfriend I like to watch her fuck guys in the ass" he states as he looks the guy up and down.

"Who's the bitch now?" growled Bottles as he stood over the guy he had just punched in the jaw much to the shock of everyone. The guy had been following you like a scenthound, not taking your rejection of an offer to dance or to sneak off to a more private area. Even when you stated your boyfriend was a Mayan he was undeterred, going so far as to push you into a wall saying your boyfriend must be a bitch if he wasn't with you. Pushing Guero out of the way as he congratulated Bottles you pulled him to you demanding he take you home to bed now.

EZ is willing to let the guy slide. He's drunk and clearly overcome by your beauty. Who wouldn't be? He could not blame the guy for coming over and hitting on you. He probably figured you two were just friends sitting here having a drink and a chat. Its an easy mistake if you are new like he was. The two of you shared a look and small chuckle when the guy said your boyfriend was probably a bitch. He was going to let hat slide too but when the guy angrily slapped your beer out of your hand.....letting anything slide was out the door.

[imagineredwood]

Group HC - The Boys reactions to getting caught stealing your panties 👙

I know. I know. It’s terrible and gross and icky I KNOW 😭😭 but I saw HCs for another shows characters around this idea and I couldn’t get it out of my head and it triggered the memory that this is actually canon for Juice and…yeah. Here we are 🧍🏻‍♀️

He’s not sorry. Or embarrassed. He loves you, loves everything about you. He thinks you’re the best thing since sliced bread. He worships you and the ground beneath your feet. So why wouldn’t he steal your panties? They’re yours, and they rest against his most favorite part of you all day 🤷🏻‍♀️ He won’t apologize, not even when your face heats up and you cover it with both hands. On the contrary, he probably makes a show of taking one out of the secret pile and sniffing it. He’s nasty, and he knows regardless of how you feel about it, you know he does it out of love and devotion. So he’s ok with it. And he’s not gonna stop.

He’s ashamed. He knew he shouldn’t have done it. Felt weird and invasive, but he couldn’t help it. He just loves you so much, and he gets lonely when you’re apart, and it smells like you. What else was he supposed to do? He would never cheat, would never even dream of it. But the stress of the club gets to him, especially the more complicated things get, he just needs comfort and relief, and when he saw them laying there in the hamper, he snagged it without thinking. Then he couldn’t stop, even when he knew he should. Even goes as far as offering to take apart the washer saying that maybe the machine is eating them 👀 He apologizes, cheeks tinted red, eyes downcast and hopes you don’t hold it against him. He’ll ask before he takes them next time, scouts honor.

Like Angel, he’s not embarrassed. He just shrugs, telling you that you’re his girl and your pussy is his, so why can’t he just take them? 🙄 He buys you new pairs every now and then anyway. So he wants to smell you randomly throughout the day, whats the harm in that? He just misses you. And likes to look at the pair and reminisce about times he’s taken them off of you. Is that a crime? He even reaches into his kutte and pulls out the pair that he’s kept on him today to show that it’s no big deal, and they’re the ones from yesterday, you recognize.

He’s bashful, arguably, but not necessarily embarrassed. It’s more about getting caught than it is the actual act. Like a kid with his hand in the cookie jar. He’s not sorry for taking them, he’s just sorry that it’s kinda awkward for you to find the stash. He laughs awkwardly, shrugging it off or trying to anyway. Explains that he just rarely gets time to himself, so he is uses them when he’s alone in Templo to get his mind right. That your scent calms him and helps his focus. He didn’t think you’d mind too much, he just also never expected you to find out.

He's not sorry in the slightest and he makes sure you know it too. He bought every pair anyway, what's the issue? He could buy you 30 pairs by lunch 🙄 He wasn't up from about it, no, but he also didn't necessarily hide it. It just wasn't entirely in the open. You're respectful and don't go through his stuff in his office so how would you have known he had an entire drawer of his desk with them all collected in there? You'll get over it, a few new lingerie sets will make sure of that.

The OG of panty stealing and sniffing himself. It’s canon after all. He just can’t help himself. You’re his moon and stars and he just can’t get enough of you. Even when you’re perched in his lap, cockwarming him, face nuzzled in the crook of his neck, it’s not enough. He needs to be in your skin. But he can’t. So stealing your panties is the next best thing. It’s a compulsion he can’t fight. God knows he’s tried. And he tells you as much. Lists all of the things he did first to try and not have to submit to that desire. But in the end it didn’t matter. He just needs to have your most intimate article with him at all times. Keeps He doesn’t want you to think he’s a freak but he also just need you to know how much he absolutely loves, adores, and worships you. He’ll even hand over the pair in his pocket if you ask him to.

He's nonchalant about it. It's just panties. You have a bunch more. Not like you were gonna miss them or something. He just loves you and likes to have something of yours that he can keep nearby when he misses you. One in his pocket, one in the sale bag of his bike tucked away hidden. His stash is dispersed, not because he was necessarily hiding them, but because there's one each place that will serve a purpose.

Also not embarrassed. Hits you with that famous smirk, his shoulders shrugging as you stare at him waiting for an answer. "Just miss you sometimes, Darlin'. Just somethin' to get me by." Like it's perfectly normal. He left you your favorite pairs after all. He only takes the ones you're not the biggest fan of, so you wouldn't notice as quickly. It's not a big deal, he can give them back. Sometimes he just needs to sit in the chapel with them over his face while he strokes himself before Church so he can make sure he has a level head before this important vote.

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[bumblesimagines]

“who the fuck said that? you’re great.”

“i’d tap that.”

“your ass is your best quality.”

Angel Reyes

“who the fuck said that? you’re great.”

“i’d tap that.”

“your ass is your best quality.”

pronouns: they/them, gender neutral

reminder that i do have a ko-fi if anyone has ever wanted to tip me!

"Angel, what do you think of me?" It wasn't everyday you asked Angel Reyes for his opinion, but one disastrous date had left you feeling down and desperate for at least some comfort. Angel blinked at you, lips pressed to the rim of his bottle and brows slowly knitting in question. "Do you think I'm boring? Hopeless and destined for nothing?"

“Who the fuck said that? You’re great.” Angel scoffed and took one last swing of his beer, emptying the bottle completely and shoving it in the direction of the nearest prospect.

"I had a date last night and they said I was boring." You revealed in a mutter, a soft sigh slipping past your lips. Your first date in years and it ended with tears, wine, and ice cream. Angel winced.

"Fuck 'em. They don't know what their missing out on."

"What are they missing out on, Angel? I serve beers to criminals for a living and only have a one bedroom apartment to my name." You groaned and slumped down on the bar, face burying into your forearms. Angel exchanged a glance with the amused yet silent Ez beside him.

"Well, for starters, your ass is your best quality." Ez elbowed his side. "And, you have a great sense of humor. Besides, not everyone can serve beer to a motorcycle club and not piss themselves."

You laughed into your arms and lifted your head with a small smile. "My ass is my best quality."

"Exactly. I'd tap that."

"I'd be flattered but you'd fuck anything that breathes and has a hole, Angel."

[imaginethatneathuhpartdos]

👀

Hello lovely! I see you have opened those requests. May I request a smutty one with prompt 14 for EZ reyes x virgin!reader? Cause ya girl is a thirst bucket.

Yet another smut prompt that got way ahead of me...I need to chill out. Anyways, enjoy! (gif not mine)

Warnings: NSFW

Loving Ez was easy. He was so sweet it hurt and everything he did was to please you. You both were hopelessly in love. He loved that you never judged him for his time in prison and you definitely didn’t mind the club. You loved him through and through and he had never felt luckier or happier. 

You and Ez had been seeing each other for five months now. Although you two were inseparable and had already said the three little words, you still hadn’t been able to do more than exchange soft touches and share kisses. Ez didn’t mind though, he’d wait for as long as he needed to. When you had expressed to him that you were a virgin, he was incredibly considerate and didn’t even bat an eye. He soothed your worries about him not being interested if he had to wait. He’d wait, and if you wanted to wait till marriage, he’d wait. He didn’t care, as long as he had you. 

But you weren’t waiting for marriage or waiting for some special day in honor of it. It was more about nerves than anything, it had nothing to do with wanting to wait. Because damn, you felt your need for him grow stronger everyday. The way he’d work on his bike shirtless while you stared at him for what felt like hours. Or the way he’d wrap his big arms around you when you were cooking. Or when he would practically sleep naked and he’d cuddle you into his bare chest. You were going to explode with your want for him. 

But he never pushed you and anytime your make outs would get a little too heated, he’d stop. You loved him even more for wanting to make sure nothing went too far before you were ready. 

But around your sixth month anniversary, you thought you had enough waiting. 

“Babe, you really didn’t have to go all out. I told you we could celebrate with pizza and I’d be happy.” You explained to Ez as you walked hand in hand toward the restaurant he had picked out. You were dressed in a tight red dress that was modest enough but still showed off all your assets. You were pleased to see him in a black button up and dark washed jeans. He looked delicious. 

“You deserve more than that, babygirl.” He said as he held open the door for you and you both walked in. The hostess sat you as Ez told her about the reservations. You felt your heart swoon at the idea that Ez wanted to treat you to such a nice place. But you weren’t lying, you’d be happy if you celebrated at home with some cheap pizza, as long as you were with him you didn’t mind. 

You both ordered and you tried not to look at the prices. Ez was keen on treating you and you didn’t want to ruin it by bringing up money. You had no doubt he knew how expensive this place was before he booked the reservations, so you pushed it from your mind. 

“I don’t know how to explain to you how happy you make me.” Ez said as you were in the middle of your meal. You were sure your heart was actually melting in your chest. 

“Oh, Ezekiel. If only you knew that what I feel for you goes deeper than love.” You explained. He set his fork down and grabbed your hand in his. 

“I’m gonna marry you one day, you know that right?” His words put a smile on your face and you squeezed his hands. 

“Can’t wait.” You told him as you share a lingering gaze and then return to your food, talking about random stuff. You couldn’t help but admire him as he talked and told his stories. He looked more than good tonight. The fact that he got all dressed up for you, took you out to some fancy dinner, said the most sweetest things. You bit your lip as your realization started to hit you. Like everything cleared up. 

“You listening, mamas?” His question broke you out of your thoughts. 

“I’m ready.” You said.

“Ready for what?” He asked and took a sip of his wine.

“For you to take me to bed.” Your words had him choking on his wine as he started to cough. You couldn’t help yourself as you laughed at him and urged him to drink his glass of water. 

The people around you spared some glances in your direction but went back to their meals. 

“I… what…” He cleared his throat.

“Cat got your tongue?” You asked with a smirk. 

“Something like that. Are… are you sure? What brought this up?” He asked, getting serious. 

“Positive. I just… I love you and I don’t want to wait anymore. I’m ready.” You told him. His gaze softened and he grabbed your hand once again. 

“Okay, as long as you’re sure. Like I said, I can wait.” You sighed softly at his words. You were convinced there was no better man than Ez. 

“Take me home, Ez.” Is all you said for him to ask the waiter for the check. 

You had waited long enough and you were desperate for him. As you stepped into your apartment, Ez let you control the tone and take the lead.

“Don’t worry about me. Just kiss me and don’t stop.” You said to him and he pulled you into his chest and pressed his lips against yours. Your toes curled as his tongue met yours and his hands pulled you in by your ass. The kiss set the tone itself as you were both desperate to get started. You both blindly walked back to your room, your lips never leaving his. He wouldn’t let you disconnect. 

When you got into your room he finally pulled away to trail soft kisses down your neck. You moaned as he sucked on the spot just underneath your ear. 

“Fuck, I wanna hear a lot more of that, baby.” You started to unbutton his shirt as he continued his assault on your neck and collar bone. Once he was out of his shirt you quickly undid his pants and he helped slide them off. His briefs were tented and he moaned once you started running your hands up and down his chest. 

“Need this dress off you.” He said as he pulled away and turned you around. You let him handle you, the heat pooling in your belly growing. He started pulling the zipper of your dress down excruciatingly slow. He placed kisses to the bare skin of your shoulders. 

“Ez…” You whined as he continued to take his time. He chuckled softly before finally getting to the bottom and then sliding the dress off you. Despite not realizing you were going to sleep with him tonight, you wore your lacy black underset. 

“Jesus…” He mumbled under his breath. You went to turn around but he placed his hands on your hips and kept you in place. He pulled you into his chest and you let out a sigh at his bare skin against yours. Your breath hitched as his hands moved from your hips to your stomach and up to your breasts. He cupped them through your bra and you arched back into him and let out another moan. 

“Are you sure? Once we start, I might not be able to stop.” He said as he continued to massage your covered breasts. 

“Yes, Ez. Please, I want you.” It was enough for him. His hands slid away from you as he unclasped your bra and then it finally fell to the floor. Your cheeks warmed and you fidgeted.

“None of that, baby. I’ll take care of you.” He whispered into your ear before placing a gentle kiss to the shell of it. His hands found their way back to your breasts again and when his calloused hands met your nipples, you whimpered. After a few moments he traded his massaging for taking the nubs between his fingers and pinching lightly.

“Fuck! Ez…” You rolled into him as the heat in your core was burning hotter. 

“So responsive.” He moaned and grounded into you. His hard on now rubbing against your ass. 

“Get on the bed.” He said and pulled his hands away from you. You felt a shiver run through you at his words but you complied and scooted back onto the bed. He watched you and then he slid off his briefs. Fuck. He was packing. His length wasn’t too concerning, what had you nervous was his girth. He was thick and despite being worried, it only made you grow hotter. 

He stroked himself a few times and then climbed onto the bed, settling between your legs. 

“Can I?” He asked as his fingers played around with the hem of your panties. You swallowed and nodded at him. Your nerves were tamed by his soft smile. He grabbed your panties and slowly pulled them down your legs. You wiggled a little under his gaze as he took you in.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous. All fucking mine.”

“All yours.” You said and he smirked. He grabbed your leg and pulled it up to his shoulder and started placing kisses at your ankle and up your calf. He did the same with the other one and then scooted back to lay on his stomach in front of the bed. Your eyes widen as his face was now close to your core.

“Ez…”

“Need to taste you. You gonna let me taste you?” He asked as he placed kisses on your thighs this time. You couldn’t help but roll your hips up. Your body was on fire and everywhere Ez touched was burning.

“Yes, please.” You weren’t embarrassed by your begging. Not with Ez, you were never embarrassed with him. 

His kisses started to get closer and then finally he kissed your center. You moaned at the small touch. And then you let out a cry when his tongue swiped up from your entrance to your clit. 

“Oh my god.” You said and bucked your hips. He properly placed your legs around his shoulder and held down your stomach, he then wasted no time diving in. His tongue flicked your clit a few times before he added his lips and started sucking. 

“Ez!” You clenched the bedding in your hand, your other hand going to the back of his head to bring him closer to you. He kept his pace as he sucked and licked, even dipping his tongue in to your entrance, making you go crazy. Your wetness only seemed to spur him on as he pulled you closer to his mouth.

“You taste so fucking sweet.” Is all he said before going back in. 

You were fucking flying. Your legs were starting to shake and you knew you were close.

“Ez, I’m close, fuck!” His thumb started to rub your clit and you were almost there.

“Come for me, hermosa.” He said and continued his assault. A few moments later you were falling off that cliff. His tongue worked you to the end of your orgasm until it became too much and he pulled away. His lips were wet and his beard was also soaked with your wetness. He smirked as you noticed and licked his lips. 

“You taste like fucking heaven. Could spend all night between those thighs.” He said as he moved up so he could be face to face with you. His words had you ready for more and you pulled him down for a kiss. Tasting yourself on his tongue only made you wetter.

“I need you inside me.” You told him as you wrapped your legs around his waist. After that orgasm, your fears were long gone. You knew from his size that it would hurt but you didn’t care, you wanted him.

“Tell me if it’s too much and we’ll stop. If you don’t like something, tell me.” He grabbed your chin and placed a soft kiss to your lips. All you could do was nod, your brain already clouding with lust again. He grabbed his member and lined himself up with you. You gave him a nod to continue. He pushed forward slowly and you let out a breath as the tip pushed through. The stretch was unfamiliar, the burn, although a bit painful, was almost comfortable. He started to push in little by little. His groans were sinful as he felt you around him. He placed kisses to your lips every few seconds. You cried out a little at the stretch as he finally bottomed out.

“You good, baby?” He asked. You nodded and he softly kissed your cheeks, then your forehead, and then the corners of your mouth.

“Just…give me a second.” You told him as you squeezed his back.

“Of course, whenever you’re ready.” You took in a deep breath and ran your hands up and down his back.

“I love you.” He told you and you smiled.

“I love you too.” You rolled your hips slightly to get use to him and he moaned from the moment. You really liked the sound of that, so as you felt the pain dim, you rolled your hips up again.

“Please move.” You said and he pulled out and pushed in slowly. 

“Fuck…” He groaned as he repeated the process. You felt so full and the thrusts were bringing you closer to another orgasm. 

“Faster, I’m okay now.” He picked up his speed at your words. Relying on the fact that you wouldn’t hesitate to tell him if you were in pain or you didn’t like something. 

“You’re so fucking tight. Feel so good around me, baby. So good.” You moaned at his words. He leaned down and took a nipple in his mouth and that’s when you started to buck up to meet his thrusts. 

“Fuck, Ez! Just like that.” You scratched at his back and he let out a growl as he pushed in deeper and thrusted faster. 

“You like that, baby? Am I making you feel good?” He asked and sucked harder on your nipple. 

“So good, Ez. It feels so good.” A tear escaped your eye at the pleasure rolling through you. He looked up and when he saw the tear, he kissed it away.

“God, I love you. The only one for me. Mi reina.” You pulled him in for a bruising kiss. His thrusts never faltering. 

“Mi rey.” You said. He groaned and slid a hand down to your clit. His thumb met your nub and you arched into him.

“Ez, I’m gonna come.” Is all you could say as you got sucked back into the feel of him inside you and on you. He was everywhere and you still wanted more. 

“Me too, baby. Gonna come with me?” You nodded your head. His thumb worked you over faster and his thrusts were hitting deeper. 

“Yes, Ez!” You whined as you were teetering on the edge and then finally you let go. Your climax took over and you were seeing stars. You were still so deep into your orgasm that you only faintly heard Ez grunt with your name on his lips and then you felt him spill inside you. He rolled his hips as both of you were still coming down. Finally you were able to catch your breath as your high left. 

He brought you into a kiss and you responded to his tongue making its way inside your mouth again. He pulled out of you slowly and you winced at the slight ache that was already forming. 

“Give me a second.” He got off the bed and went into the bathroom adjoining your room. You were too tired to move and a few moments later, he walked back in with a wet rag in his hand. 

“Just gonna clean you up, okay, corazón?” You weakly nodded. He kissed your knee before opening your legs slightly. The warm cloth met your core and you flinched. You were sensitive. He tentatively swiped along your core and then pulled away. He went back into the bathroom and came out a minute later, probably cleaning himself up too. He then pulled the covers over you before sliding in with you. He wasted no time in pulling you on top of him. 

“Are you okay?” He asked as he stroked your hair. 

“More than okay. That was amazing.” You were still floating. 

“Yeah, it was. Are you sure you’re–” 

“Baby, I’m fine. And tomorrow when I’m not so sore, we’re going to do that again,” you trailed a finger down his neck, “and then again and then again.” You said as your hand was now on his heart. 

“Fuck,” He muttered. “You’re going to be the death of me but what a way to go.”

[volvaofowls]

Mayans crushing on/ being infatuated with a younger reader

This is my first time writing for Mayans. I know there are many fans of the show but I feel like there is not enough people writing for it and showing it love.  

Note:  I roughly guessed what the guys ages would be at the beginning of the series based on their apperance and actors' ages. I would love to know how old you think they are!

Bishop – 49  

Taza – 62  

Tranq – 44  

Riz – 37  

Creeper – 41  

Gilly – 36  

Coco – 34  

Angel – 30  

Ez – 26 

Bishop – He didn’t have any qualms about his attraction to you in the beginning. Walking up to you when you were at the clubhouse and flirting with you, saying it was good to see you around. He didn't think too much about it, he likes the way he feels when you are responding to him in a positive way. Bishop lies to himself, he doesn’t purposefully seek you out in the crowd, but Taza points it out for him - "Don't worry Prez, your girl is outside, having a smoke with Gilly". - And that phrase hits him; the fact that someone has noticed his interest in you, and more so called you "his girl" - that spreads warmth in his chest. He wants you to be his girl, but he is not sure how you feel about it. Sure you reciprocate his attention, smile at him and spend more time with him than other members of MC, but it doesn't mean you want anything more with him than friendship. The age gap is large, Bishop could be your father; and the potential comments that would follow make him shrudder, yet the thought of you in his arms makes him think that he could deal with being the butt of the jokes for some time.

Taza – Taza thought that love is not for him anymore. But the familiar butterflies are starting to dance in his belly again when you laugh at his joke. He loves the feeling of it, but the moment he realises it he gets scared. He is not ready for it, he didn’t think it is possible, he is too old and commited too many sins to be rewarded with these emotions. Taza wonders what he can possibly offer you? His life is filled with violence and loneliness.But then he takes out his phone and sees your name across the screen Che thinks that maybe he can give it a try.  

Tranq – Tranq is a rough man, for the majority of his life he had only his mother and the club. He is "El Pacificador", a giant of a man, always in the epicentre of fights. Even though he is not the loudest and meanest in the club he thinks he might be too imposing for you, scare you away. Let alone the fact that he is in his 40's. Still, when he is next to you Hank’s increased heart beat drowns out the doubts. Against his wishes the softer side of him comes out. The way you lean on Tranq's shoulder when you are tipsy, or when you ask specifically for his help with your car makes him feel special, and he never wants to let go of this feeling. Quite the opposite, he feels insatiable, he is hungry for your affection and Hank wants more of it. He is not a greedy man, he shares everything in life with his club, but you are someone Hank wants to keep all to himself.

Riz – Michael has been disillusioned with life long ago, many people in his life shunned him; only in the brotherhood of Mayans did he find the solace. Riz craves love, family and companionship is something he always secretly wanted. Maybe that's why he was always a ladies man - trying to fill a void in his life with someone, something. When he met you for the first time, it was hard to avert his eyes from you. You were like the smell of rain in summer before the thunder strikes, Riz felt that when you stepped into the clubhouse you brought change with you, and it was just for him, and he welcomes this feeling with an open heart.

Riz knows he likes what he is seeing and he wants you to like him as well. He just needs his chance to prove that he can make it work, and he does what he does best, trying to smooth talk you. Offering you a drink and showering in compliments. He wants you to have a good time with him, he sure does with you. Once you jokingly called him an "old man", Riz quickly shot back that he prefers "daddy" instead, laughing at your shy expression. Age is not a problem for him, not when it comes to you and what the two of you could have, and he is willing to show it to you.

Creeper – Creeper didn’t really think that romantic love was for him. Since childhood there was nothing but darkness staining his life, like he is punished for doing something in his past life and can never repent. So Neron never expects gifts from live; he takes, but only gives. He gives his loyalty and time to his club and he gives his love to you, Creeper doesn't feel like he is allowed to receive any back from you.

Neron feels disgusted with himself and his want for you. You are almost too clean for him, Creeper doesn't have the right to mess you up. He tries to avoid you, but it’s as if you are always seeking him out, sipping on water with him at the parties, forgoing the alcohol. All the time you are asking him about his tattoos, and one time while planning your own you reach out and touch his forearm where a faces of women are depicted. Neron feels burned, but its amazing, he wants to keep your hands there, on him, interested in him. He is scared of rejection, he wants your love, he is ready to trade anything in his poor life in order to be yours.

Gilly – Gilly is know for “disarming” ladies, but it was a shock to him when you swooped into his heart and disarmed him. This young woman, too young for him comes and can out-do him in telling dirty jokes? Who are you? And you are playfully offering to arm-wrestle him, losing instantly. But he loves it, he feels like a teenager again, trying to show off infront of you. You have him wrapped around your finger and you don't even realise it. Other guys are teasing him in good fun, but when one day Coco jokes “you better act up brother or all the younger ones will steal her from under your old nose” Gilly laughs with him but it makes him think “oh shit…. I don’t wanna lose her to anyone”.

Coco – He was a little apprehensive at first about his feelings for you. You have less of an age difference with Letty than with him. He thinks that what he is feeling for you is wrong, even if you are a grown person. Coco always tried to stay away from the things that he cares for, it’s easier that way, he doesn't hurt anyone but only himself that way. You are precious to him, you care for him and Letty seems to like you. He already made all the guys in the club aware that he is interested in you and not to treat you badly. When members from other charters come and you are there, he makes sure to be near you or to keep an eye on you. You should be treated with the outmost respect and gentleness. Gentleness is a funny word for Coco; mainly because nothing in his life is, but he wants to learn it for you.

Angel – Angel stopped caring what other people think long time ago. He feels like he always has to prove himself to others and its never enough. So when you praise him, Angel can't even stop himself, he is floored. You think he is amazing, and you support him when he has a bad day. You are younger, but he feels like he has to look up to you. You are showing him the way of how to live life without being afraid of rejection. Angel thought he is brave, but he relearns the defenition of it when he is with you. He doesn't see the age gap between you as a boundary, because there is so much you bring to his life. And Angel wants for the first time in his life too repay that affection, he wants to make it his mission to worship you and elevate you. You are his guardian angel.

Ez – He hasn't been lucky in love, EZ knows he falls in love fast and hard, but with you he feels like he is falling even harder. Even though your age gap is not too big, he feels like you have whole life ahead of you, he doesn't want you to be tied to him. There is so much you could be doing, travelling, things that EZ cannot join you on. But he is aching for you to choose him over everything else, although he will never admit it, as it will be too selfish. It feels like his life is fixable when you are together and he doesn’t have to just survive anymore, with you he can live.

[juicesgf]

You Belong to Me. - Angel Reyes

He slammed the beer bottle on the bar never taking his eyes off her. She was doing it on purpose he knew she was.

And fuck did he hate it.

💋💋💋💋💋💋

His hands never left my waist as we “danced”

“Your really cute you know” I whispered biting down on his ear lightly

“Oh really?” Ez mumbled his hands roaming further down my body

“I love you Ez but get your hands off her now.” Angel snapped walking over

I turned my head to look at him as a smirk formed on my face “But we’re having fun”

He grabbed my wrist dragging me to the bathroom before quickly slamming the door shut backing me against the sink.

“You think it’s cute acting like a slut?” He questioned sliding his hands up my skirt

“Mm your brother seems to like it”

That’s all it took for the switch in him to flip. His hands went to her shirt ripping it off throwing it to the floor doing the same with her skirt.

“No panties or bra? Fucking whore.” He spat attaching his lips to hers his hands sliding between her legs.

A whimper left her mouth as he pulled away sliding his finger inside her. “This pussy.” He paused picking up his pace his fingers moving faster inside her “Mine.”

He uses his other hand to cup one of her boobs lowering his mouth to suck on one momentarily before pulling away. “These boobs.” he smirked giving the other a soft kiss “Mine.”

“These beautiful lips” He whispered bringing his mouth to hers placing a sloppy kiss before pulling away “Mine.”

He pulled out his fingers from inside her before sucking her juices off his finger. When he finished he cupped her face with his hands forcing her to look at him “You belong to me.” He stated before smirking and leaving the bathroom

“Never forget who you belong to princess” He laughed before closing the door behind him.

I’d genuinely do anything this man told me to.

-hails🧸

[saturnville]

the man in the suit.

pairing: miguel galindo x afro latina fem oc (eliana)

prompt: miguel becomes infatuated with eliana, the owner of a popular coffee shop in town.

an: I was asked to bring back the Miguel Galindo fics by an anon. it's been over two years since I've written anything Mayans, but I'm always willing to revisit old fandoms, so, here we go, I hope you enjoy.

Her coffee shop was a staple in the town. Known for the rich Colombian coffee beans ground with intentionality, brewed with love, and served in mugs crafted by her own hands. The aura was always calm. Busy, but never so much that guests couldn't enjoy their time. They, just like she often, would get lost in the melodies of indie music that played from the speakers and drunk off caffeine and oat milk. The Tranquil Lounge was a blessing to Santo Padre.

Saturdays were the busiest days in the Lounge. College students stopped by to grind out assignments due the following day at midnight, entrepreneurs chugged coffee like water to finalize funding proposals, and others snuggled by the window with a good book. They were lively and invigorating; her favorite days in the shop.

She danced around her employees, humming a Marc Anthony tune as she topped off a cup with cold foam. Vivir mi vida, la, la, la, la, she hummed to herself.

"I'm very impressed. Most people don't know the lyrics passed the chorus," said an unfamiliar voice. Her teeth gleamed as she smiled softly. Her head still down, she placed a lid on the cup and slid it to the other side of the counter.

"I consider myself determined when it comes to learning song lyrics," she replied. "What can I get you?" Finally, she lifted her head, and she struggled to fight the instinct to gasp. How had he found her little coffee shop in town?

Miguel Galindo was notorious in Santo Padre. A businessman with illegal practices. The government hated him, men envied him, and women wanted him. Everyone in Santo Padre knew who he was and they knew better than to cross him. Their families could end up missing within hours if they upset him. It should have struck fear in her heart, but his presence did the opposite.

Her eyes scanned his attire. Bold of him to wear a white suit to drink coffee. But, it looked beautiful against his olive complexion. It was perfectly tailored to hug his broad shoulders. Her eyes followed its outline.

His brown eyes scanned the beautifully curated menu behind her. Bright colors against the blackboard. Sunflowers, rainbows, and bees decorated the menu. Creative, he noted. "I'll do a hot caramel macchiato. Medium, please." He handed her a twenty-dollar bill. She halted. The drink was $4.

Miguel looked unamused when she parted her lips to object, so she simply took the bill from his hand and thanked him with a smile. "Enjoy, hope to see you back soon."

He nodded. His eyes dropped to her nametag. Eliana, Founder. "Thank you, Eliana. You have a good day, quierda."

She smiled bashfully, "Gracias. You too."

-

Miguel Galindo was enamored by her. He saw the silhouette of her figure when he closed his eyes to rest at night. He heard the southern twang of her accent as he listened to music on the radio, and he saw the richness of her eyes in the mounds of chocolate chips scattered in Christopher's pancakes.

He made frequent appearances at the shop after that. Catching her friendly grin and gentle hands as she passed his cup to him was one of the few highlights of his day. He cherished it, craved it, and adored it.

He felt lucky when he waltzed into the shop one Saturday morning to find it empty. He thought it was a slow day, but she'd closed it for cleaning. And rather than turning him away, she welcomed him in.

"Your usual?" Eliana questioned. She propped her broom against a stable surface and turned to move behind the counter. "On the house."

"Oh no," Miguel waved. "You're not even open, I see." It was Eliana's turn to force an object into his hands. His usual--hot caramel macchiato; medium with a smiley face drawn on the side of the cup.

"You keep me in business, Mr. Galindo," Eliana replied teasingly with a smile. She was so pretty to him. The woman with a mahogany complexion and soft eyes with an unexplainably gentle aura.

Miguel's eyes dropped to the floor as he chuckled bashfully. He had a tendency to pay more than was due, but he credited it as paying in advance for future visits. "I just like to support where I can." Eliana picked up her broom and hummed, instructing him to get comfortable in the cushioned chairs near the window.

His eyes scanned the marvelous artwork that decorated the dark walls. Murals of people parading in fields of palm trees with drums, colorful skirts, and baskets of fruits, vegetables, and grains. They were all of deep complexion. His eyebrow rose.

"Where are you from?" He found himself asking.

"Costa Chica of Guerrero. Mexico." The area where Black Mexicans were the most populated.

"Tu familia?" Your family?

Eliana shrugged a shoulder and bent over to sweep the dirt unto the dustpan. "En México. Conseguí una beca para estudiar aquí. Se graduó con un título en negocios y decidió quedarse. It's a long story." In Mexico. I got a scholarship to study here. I graduated with my business degree and decided to stay.

Miguel mimicked her actions and gestured to the empty seat across from him. "I've got the time if you do."

-

They were polar opposites. She was an extrovert, he was introverted. She loved the fall, yet he found it one of the sadder seasons. Tea was her favorite, though she owned a coffee shop, but coffee was his holy grail. He grew up without his father present, but hers was her rock. So many new discoveries that he basked in like warm comforters on a winter day.

“I enjoyed today,” Miguel said as he walked her to her car. Hours had passed, the sun had set, and their day had come to a close. “I’d like to see you again.”

Eliana hummed as she tapped her key fob. Her vehicle chirped excitedly. She reached for the door handle, but Miguel beat her to it. She thanked him gently and slid into the seat. “Well, you’ll know where to find me, Miguel.”

He chuckled and nodded. She wasn’t going to make it easy for him, but. he liked that. Effort was required. He liked a challenge.

“I do,” he replied. “Be ready tomorrow evening. Be safe tonight, Eliana.”

Her brown eyes are twinkled with curiosity. She stretched up and pressed a kiss on his cheek. “Wear a white suit.” And with that, she started her car and sped off into the night, leaving Miguel to bask in the eagerness of seeing her again.

[imaginethatneathuhpartdos]

That was so sweet!

| sugar high |

Word Count: 874

Warning(s): Tooth rotting fluff.

Notes: I feel like this request could have gone either way - sweet or naughty - so I went for the sweeter side of EZ. Thank you for reading, besties! 🖤

appropriate-writers-name asked: Oooh, I saw your requests are open! Can I request 5- “I think the edible glitter, might be a bit much.” with Ez? Thank you 💕

[[Masterlist]]

It was a terrible time for the oven in your bakery to decide to take a crap. It decided to go out a few days before you had to deliver 400 cupcakes to a huge convention in the town over. 

You were thankful for Angel, EZ and Felipe coming to your rescue and attempting to fix the oven the second you called and told them it stopped working. Since they were unsuccessful, you had no choice but to call someone to come fix it for you, but only for them to tell you it will take a few days to receive the part you needed. 

This is why EZ came home from a short run over the border, to find a kitchen filled to the brim with colorful cupcakes. The second he pulled into the driveway he could smell the aroma of your wonderful baking. Following the smell led him to you in the kitchen, hips softly swaying back-and-forth to the music playing as you delicately piped icing on each cupcake. 

You sensed him staring and looked over your shoulder to give him a genuine smile. "Hi my love!" 

"Hay baby. Looks like you've been busy." He makes his way to you. Leaning to give you a kiss on your cheek, careful to not bump into anything and completely destroying your hard work.

"Once you left this morning, I couldn't go back to sleep, so I decided to get a head start on finishing up these cupcakes." You continued as EZ looked on. "These are the last of them, and then I'm done." 

"You've been at it since 4 am?" EZ asked, not at all surprised that you've been working all day.

"I took a little break when you sent Letty over with some lunch. Thank you." 

"Knew you'd be busy and wouldn't stop working unless you were really distracted. Knew Letty could keep you distracted for a couple hours." He gives you a wink. 

"Anything I can help with?" EZ asks as he grabs an extra apron and puts it on. 

You chuckle, "I would love your help." 

"I'm all yours. What can I do?" He asks.

You stop what you were doing to take a look around the kitchen at all the cupcakes and other pastries you made throughout the day. "If you can box all those cupcakes on the table, that would be wonderful. Pop will be by later to take them to the bakery."

"You got it." He begins working on boxing up the rest of the cupcakes. 

The two of you work in silence as the soft music plays in the background. 

"Alright, what next?" EZ's voice brings you out of your zone. 

Surprised, "Done already?" You turn around to now find the dining room table filled with boxes of perfectly placed cupcakes.

"Thank you baby!" You place a soft kiss on his lips.

"Of course." He gives you a smile.

Going back to the last batch of cupcakes you grab one and hold it out to EZ. With a huge smile on his face, he happily takes the plain cupcake from you, and immediately gets to work on decorating. You softly chuckle as you peek over and find EZ diligently working away, doing his best to replicate the cupcakes to the best of his ability. 

"All done." You wipe your hands on your apron. Moving your neck back and forth to work out the tension. 

"Me to!" EZ happily tells you as he sticks his hand out to you, his cupcake sitting in the palms of his hands. It was rare when you baked at home, let alone when EZ would ask to join you. Knowing it was your happy place he never wanted to impose. But your heart fluttered at how excited and proud he was about his little cupcake. 

"It's not bad. I think the edible glitter might be a little much." 

"What? No such thing." He tries to argue.

"We'll save this one for later." You tell him.

"Ahh, I see. You're scared that my little cupcake will outshine all the others?" He teased 

"Exactly!" You both laugh as you begin cleaning up the mess you had made of your kitchen.

You were getting all the cupcakes ready when you gasped in surprise at a hand sliding across your chest. Turning around to find EZ standing there with a mischievous smile.

"Glitter? Really Ezekiel." You go to wipe off the trail of glitter but EZ stops you. His arms on either side of you, pinning you between him and the kitchen counter, the lust in his eyes giving away his plan. 

His lips capture yours into a passionate kiss, slowly trailing down your jaw and your neck. 

"Ezekiel." You whisper, your fingers softly trailing down his head to the back of his neck. He hums against the skin of your neck as he licks the edible glitter from your collarbone. A moan escaping your lips. 

"Use your words, querida." EZ whispers into your ear, before pulling away to look at you. 

"Bedroom. Now." You tell him

"Yes ma'am." He throws you over his shoulder and quickly makes his way towards the bedroom. Both of your laughs fill the small home.

--xx

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[bullet-prooflove]

Heyyy could you do 25. Intertwine in a car's dirty backseat, Stare at a drive-in screen with ez?

Tagging: @kmc1989 @infinity-mars @danzer8705 @keyweegirlie @est1887

Community Living Universe:

Counting Stars - EZ thinks about you all of the time.

Give Me A Chance (Feat Riz) - EZ asks you to give him a chance.

Trust Me I Know - EZ and you share a moment.

Walk Me Home - EZ walks you home.

Reputation - EZ tells you about his reputation.

Promise Me (NSFW) - EZ asks you to make him a promise.

The Water Tower - EZ tells you a secret.

A Study in Love (NSFW) - EZ is a dedicated student.

Back To The Wall - You make a change that surpises EZ.

Rumours - Someone's been spreading rumours about EZ's fidelity.

Pound of Flesh - EZ realises the situation with your debt has taken a violent turn.

"you have my life in your hands" - EZ pays off your debt.

Drinking Tonight - EZ reflects on his decision.

Partners - You and EZ come up with a solution to your problem.

Polaroid (NSFW) - EZ discovers the polaroids you left him in his book.

It’s in the backseat of your car that EZ ruins you. It’s date night and the two of you are at the drive-in theatre, parked in the final row, fucking to the sounds of Top Gun as it emits from the speaker on the dashboard.

“Dios, I missed you.” He whispers against your skin as his palms grip your ass holding you in place as he ruts up into you. “A week is too long to go without this pussy.”

Your hands grasp the leather of his kutte, bunching it in your fists as he hits that sweet spot, the one that makes you tighten around dick.

“Mi Tesoro, you’re coming for me already?” He says, that sinful smile creeping across his handsome features as he looks into your eyes. “Am I that good or did you miss me that much?”

You don’t get to answer because the rapture, it claims you. Your synapses explode with ecstasy, your hips arching up to meet his as you grip his cock so fucking hard that he sees stars. His mouth covers yours, drinking down your pleasure as he spills his release inside you.

His kisses become languid, messy, his thumb ghosting over the apple of your cheek as he stays there buried deep, your thighs locked around his hips.

“I missed you.” You tell him, your palms sipping underneathe the hem of his shirt chasing over his bare skin. “I missed you that much.”

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[ravennaortiz]

The guys reaction to accidently hurting you- Mayans version

Angel- He feels awful. He had been playing around fighting EZ with the pool cues in the clubhouse. Bishop had already warned them to chill but they had disregarded him. Now he was holding you close as you cried and blood ran down your face. Shhing you as you yelled at him for being an idiot and if your nose was broken you would break his. Your threats of shocking the stick up his ass and making him your puppet quieted as he tried to kiss you into silence.

Bishop- "Its a small burn, it barely hurts" you tell him again. He hears you but is too lost in his mind. "Its doesn't matter. I should have been more careful. These things kill" continued Bishop as he frantically tossed all his cigarettes and cigars into the trash. "You hate the smell anyway. I should have stopped years ago" he continued before looking around the clubhouse at all the others smoking as if he hadn't almost caught his wife on fire. "Effective immediately no smoking!" he bellowed as he grabbed the fire extinguisher as you shook your head.

Bottles- He had been trying to impress you. You made him nervous and he had no idea how to tell you he liked you. Which is what led him to trying to show you a magic trick. Unfortunately he had messed up when he saw you smiling at him and he had squirted tequila and lemon directly into your eyes instead of into the cup you were holding. He was barely keeping himself from crying as he watched EZ help you flush your eyes out.

Coco- He had just been trying out a different technique in the bed room. He hadn't meant to make you guys into a sex sent me to the er episode. The nurse and doctor certainly had not won him any points when they said going forward more tongue and less teeth would be best. Glancing over at you on the couch with an ice pack on your lady parts he tried again to apologize. "My bad-" . "Tell it to my clit you almost ripped off" you snapped cutting him off . "Alright then" replied Coco with a shrug before moving to the floor between your legs. "Yo my apologies" he said staring diirectly at your crotch.

Creeper- He's worried you will leave him. The whole time its all he can think about as Angel drives you guys to the hospital. He can't even plead his case, he knows he's guilty. Accident or not. He should not be forgiven for harming his woman. "Guess its safe to say I wont be running away from you anytime soon" you manage to croak out as you try not to look at your swollen and wrongly turned ankle. Creeper frowns as Angel hits a bump in the road jolting you. "Careful" he snaps. Angel scoffs and mutters something only you hear making you laugh. "What was that?" demands Creeper. "I said next time you want to be kinky maybe play were wolf coming through the bedroom window and not the damn woods" replied Angel as he sent Creeper a grin.

EZ- He busies himself. Trying to keep his mind off how your broken hand is his fault. You had been on him about how the trailer needed repairs. The door swung shut to fast and the steps were getting rusty. He had agreed and said he would fix them.... he just never seemed to have time between the club, you and his pops. Now though as you sat in an inflatable pool drinking a margarita with your hand in a bright pink cast he had time.

Gilly- He feels so much shame. You always called him your big teddy bear. Told him how much you loved being wrapped in his arms especially when he gave you surprise hugs from the back. He didn't realize you had a knife. The morning had started off like any other in your household. Your daughter was set at the table eating her cereal as you worked on cutting open a pack of bacon. One minute you were struggling to cut through the packaging as your daughter talked about going to the park and the next you were watching blood pour onto your kitchen floor as your daughter screamed and Gilly yelled.

Guero-He is furious with himself. Honestly if he could he would sprout a second him just to beat the shit out of it. He's snappy as everyone tells him it was an accident and to not be so hard on himself. Even your words can't soothe him. He vows never to play around with you again as the little old lady at the grocery store glares at him. "Its not my first black eye" you state as you toss candy bars into the cart. "Barely felt it, like being punched by a sad cloud" you continue as you watch him roll his eyes. "Yeah that why you were crying so much?" he dead panned making you laugh.

Manny-He's silent and methodical as he checks you over. His eyes and brow furrowed in worry as he notes the flinch as his fingers trace over a sore spot on your back. You whine and his heart feels like you stabbed him. He's about to apologize again but you cut him off with a joke. "You know when I said I wanted you to break my back I meant it as a metaphor for sex not for you to literally break my back". Manny closes his eyes as he chuckles quietly. "Guess I gotta be a Doctor Manny now huh mami?". "Only if you give me an injection" you reply tossing him a glance over your shoulder.

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[imagineredwood]

Yandere ask - Most likely Mayans to use overstimulation to force their girl into staying home because she's too worn out to go out

Angel, EZ, Coco, Manny and of course Miguel (wasn't sure if you meant only Mayans or the show in general)

EZ does it in a more discrete way, making it seem like he just so happened to overstimulate you enough to where you're sleepy and limp. Cooing at you, "I'm sorry baby. Didn't realize I made you come that many times." Offers up major aftercare and naps to take up more of your time so you don't even have the time to go out with the girls anymore. Would deny it if you ever asked.

Angel is open about it. "Look at the poor baby. Can barely keep her eyes open. Those legs are wide open though, huh? Clit too sensitive, don't want anything touching? Is that it? Guess you can't go out like you planned. I'm sure they'll understand." He planned it out and doesn't care if you know it. Takes his time cleaning you up and cuddling you.

Coco is cruel with it. He'll tell you even before he starts why he's doing it. "Going out? No. I don't think so. I think you'll stay here with me." Doesn't hesitate to tie you or restrain you in some way to make sure you take it all.

Miguel may even take it a step further, vibrator on your clit until your vision goes out and he has to gently smack your cheek to bring you back to, just to then motion to the door. "Go ahead. Go out with the girls. Let's see if you can even stand." And he's plenty cocky when you barely can, that evil smirk plastered on his face as he sucks his teeth at you. "Looks like you'll have to reschedule."

Manny will take no blame at all and place it all on you, chuckling at you when you whine. "Me?? What does it have to do with me? It's your body. I just wanted a taste before you left. I never said you couldn't go. You can get up and get ready right now. I won't stop you." Knowing damn well neither your brain nor your legs can function well enough for you to go anywhere.

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📸 credit: Michael Irby's Instagram

I just love and miss them sm 🥺

[charlesleclerrc]

5.01 - I Hear the Train A-Comin MAYANS M.C. (2018–)

[qominsi]

ANGEL & EZEKIEL 'EZ' REYES Mayans M.C. — 5x10

[happysoldlady]

Ok so what if Angel had a wife/gf who’s graduating college for whatever (you can pick) and everyone is there and he’s so proud of her because she put her life on hold because they became parents young and she had to take care of the kid

a/n: I almost wrote the graduating party at the clubhouse too lol! please enjoy!

You and Angel had been together for several years. The first year was mainly just the two of you trying to figure out how to co-exist. And the other four had been spent raising the tiny human the two of you made. Being a parent was one of the most rewarding experiences of your life and that experience was ongoing. But bringing a human into the world had halted the plans you had for yourself. Angel was as supportive as he could be, but club business overruled everything and eventually, you had to drop out of school to care for your child. It was only a year and a half ago that you were able to finally go back, with the help of your lovely father in law of course. And today, you finally graduated.

The university gymnasium is packed with teary eyed families and lined with thousands of graduation caps all belonging to hopeful entrepreneurs. You were slightly older than most of the graduates, your life experience calming your nerves. This was just walking across a stage. Nothing compared to the shoot-outs that so often occurred at club parties. And even as this thought crossed your mind, your hands started sweating a little bit the closer you got to the stage. Your eyes dart through the rows of proud families, scanning for a particular set of brown eyes to calm your nerves. You are three graduates from the stage when you finally find them. There, in the middle, is Angel, Felipe, and EZ. Angel is holding your kid up so they can wave from the stands. You give them a watery grin, and a small wave, and then turn to focus on walking across the stage.

——

“Gracias, señor.” You giggle as Felipe hands you a bouquet of flowers. You step into his arms and plant a kiss on his cheek that leaves his cheeks a little pink. Then, EZ pulls you into a tight hug. His face is shadowed, though, and you remind yourself to explore it with him later.

“Mommy!” Your child runs up, wrapping little arms around your legs. You squat down to give them a tight hug and then stand, immediately stepping into Angel’s arms as EZ takes the reins of your four-year old.

“Congratulations.” Angel mumbles into your hair, planting a kiss to your head before nuzzling his face in the crook your neck. Your arms tighten around him and the emotions of what you’ve accomplished nearly overwhelm you. “I’ve never been so proud of someone in my life.”

You let out a choked sob and bury your face into his chest. To hell with your makeup, you’re a fucking college graduate!

[imaginethatneathuhpartdos]

👀

Also....if I'm not being too greedy.... have we seen numero ocho with Ezekiel Reyes? Because if you featured something with those leather gloves he totes around on that trunk of his, I might actually die to death.

Special allowances because you know you're one of my favourite people!

Smut below the cut, minors DNI!

The creaking caress of leather clutching at your throat sends a razor-edged rip of pleasure through you, his breath hot at the back of your neck.

"You've been bad." It is a statement that requires no answer, yet you know he expects you to agree.

"I have."

“You know what bad girls get, don’t you?”

You swallow hard, feeling his other hand stroke over the curve of your butt. "Correction?"

He kisses the side of your neck, his grip loosening. "Precisely." A single digit glides a path of pure anticipation down your spine, your heart thundering rapidly. "Now, bend."

You fold immediately, your hands curling in a grasp around your ankles, presented before him, EZ's knee shunting between your thighs. "Wider." You correct immediately, taking a step apart, his vision drawn to your slit, glinting in the low light, calling to him. He has other tasks to deal with before he attends to that little cavern of pleasure, though.

His gloved hand meets your backside in a hard smack, your lips pressing in a thin clamp, knowing you can't squeal, can't verbalise anything other than your arousal. Another spank. "Let me hear how much you like your punishment."

You moan for him, rich and sinful, EZ approving, striking you again. It hurts, he hits hard, but lord, how it sends you reeling to the edges of heaven. Each leather-swathed spank leaves your cheeks crimson and stinging with heat, until he's satisfied that you've been reprimanded adequately.

"Mmm, good girl," he breathes, lowering to his knees behind you. "For taking it so well, I suppose it's only fair you received a reward."

You barely recognise the sound you make to have come from you when you feel his tongue delve right inside the slick silk of your cunt.