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[meowmoedotcom]

GATO HAVANA MARROM / TUDO SOBRE A RAÇA / VÍDEO 82 DA SÉRIE, TODAS AS RAÇAS DE GATOS DO MUNDO

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[lucca-strangee]

Bom dia, minha filha acorda mais cedo que vocês. Orgulho do papai ! (⁠ ⁠˘⁠ ⁠³⁠˘⁠)♡(⁠^⁠ ⁠^⁠*⁠)

[memelandia-y-algo-mas]

[mimi16lps]

[sadfransisko]

[ID: Tweet by @ mermaidblØØd (date has been edited out) that reads: when you see your little fur baby walking toward you at a leisurely pace and say "hi baby!" bc you're excited to see them and they start trotting a little bit faster 'cause they're excited to see you too. that's what life is all about i think /End description]

[alebrije9991]

[hoshigray]

Had the most random thought, but what if you caught Miguel by surprise and sneaked a kiss on the back of his neck when he's stressed out?

An: Don't mind me, just feeling soft for Miguel because he's corrupting my brain at the moment, lol. Also, wanted to write this to distract me from the fact Pleasurable Practice got smacked with a community label ffs. But, tysm for the love on that fic <33, and [MAYBE] I'll work on pt ii for next week! Thanks again, you lovelies, and enjoy!!

Edited Note: Also, here's an ATSV masterlist I made earlier for your convenience!!

Cw: Miguel x reader - fluff - stressed Miguel bc when is he not - you give him a kiss on the neck - pet names (amorcito/little love, mi alma/my soul; amor/my love) - just you and Miguel being adorbs and him being whipped hehe~

Wc: 902

"Aaaaaarrgh!!!"

You snap away from what you were doing to find where the noise came from. Not to your surprise, it's from your boyfriend — Miguel O'Hara, who's expressing his dismay by throwing another tray full of empty containers you got from the cafeteria.

The man is descending from his [godforsaken slow-ass] station, tapping his feet and huffing by the second. His brows are furrowed in anger, and he moves a hand to soothe his forehead with his fingers. When his post finally stops, he jumps down to sit on a chair and groans into his hands.

That was the third time this week. A villain was supposed to be captured and brought into the Spider Society to be sent back to their own universe; however, that was two days ago. And for some reason, this evil-doer has been hopping in and out of multiple universes. It's been a hassle for the other Spiders to grab hold of them; Lyla has to have eyes on them within every minute of every hour, and Miguel...Obviously, he would like to have this matter taken care of already.

You get up from where you're sitting and walk up behind Miguel, whose face is still covered by his hands with inaudible curses that you can tell are in Spanish. "You okay?"

The rise and fall of his broad shoulders entail a huge sigh seething out of his system. "No, mi amor." He frees his face only to rest his forehead with a hand propped by his leg. "This game of cat-and-mouse has been going on longer than necessary, got Spiders who're tired of the chase — I'm tired, yet there's more stuff piling up and—" He stops himself with another deep sigh, and you place your hands on his shoulders. "I just can't right now...."

All you can do is hum aimlessly while massaging his shoulders, his trapezius and deltoids tense with stress. You understand that a lot is going on for Miguel, giving him his space and letting him do what he does best: being a hero. But of course, being a superhero isn't all sunshine and rainbows, and you're bound to get hit with obstacles that'll hinder your progress. Annoyingly so, if you're a leader of an organization like your boyfriend.

Nevertheless, he's only one man, and you know he forgets this fact when he's too wrapped up in work. He's dedicated to protecting his peers, his home, and you. And although you appreciate the sentiment sincerely, you wish he'd remember to not go too hard on himself before he's burnt out.

You sigh through your nostrils, your hands kneading out any remnants of tension while Miguel indulges before storming back to work. That's when an idea hits you when your eyes land on the back ends of his hair, a smile creeping in slowly. Your hand brushes the lower tufts of his brown strands, and you lean down to press your soft lips on him after pulling his suit to expose his neck.

Immediately, Miguel goes rigid at the feeling of your lips on him. And his breath hitches when your hands wrap around him, pulling him closer to you as you lay your chin on top of his head (which you realize is a rare opportunity as he's taller than you).

"Mi lindo araña," You chuckle to yourself when you notice hints of red sneaking on the lobes of his ears. "The more you stress yourself, the more you look like a grouchy face."

"A grouchy face?" His tone holds slight confusion. "You've been hanging with Peter B. too much, amorcito." He shakes his head while you giggle, and you two sink into each other's presence for a little while, taking in the silence outside of the calming breaths Miguel takes. If he were to confess, it's as if almost all his fatigue has vanished into thin air when he's in your embrace. But he doesn't say anything — he doesn't have to. Because you already know.

You set your lips on his temple. "Feeling okay now?" His body vibrates from a tiny purr, and you remove yourself to stand up straight. "Alright then, I'm gonna go to the cafeteria to get something to share. Because you clearly need a snack. And while I'm gone, pick up that tray and those empty containers off the floor before Lyla has another reason to call you a 'grumpy man-child.'"

His face molds to a deep scowl from the mention of his pixelated peer's name-calling. "I am not a man-child."

You give him a look. "You kinda are."

"And what gives you that—"

"Muñeco," Miguel quickly refrains from arguing when you call him by his nickname, the name only you can use. "If you're not a man-child, why haven't you stood up and done what I asked yet?"

The man opens his mouth, yet no words dare leave. Reddish-brown eyes are honed in on your figure as you survey his reaction, and he exhales in defeat when he stands up from his chair. Your smile flourishes. "I'll be back," is what you say as you turn to exit his domain and head to the cafeteria.

Miguel watches you leave until you're out of his line of sight, unable to fight the twinge of his lips while he moves to pick up his mess like you instructed him to.

"Sólo tú puedes darme órdenes, mi alma."

[adrienneleclerc]

The “Affair”

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Hispanic/Latina Wife! Reader

Summary: After adopting 8 dogs, Charles tells his wife no more dogs. However, as a veterinarian working in an animal shelter, it’s very hard for Y/N to turn down a dog. So when she comes home with a puppy while Charles is away but tries to make it seem like she had an affair…getting a 9th dog doesn’t sound so bad, right?

Warning: the usual spelling and grammatical errors, probably a lot of inaccuracies

A/N: i love Salma Hayek and the story she tells about rescuing Ochoa is so funny.

When Charles and Y/N first started dating when they were 20, he knew how much she loved dogs. The first time he went to her apartment, he saw her with two German shepherds.

“Muñeco! Please meet Sirius and Nova.” Y/N said, walking up to Charles, the two dogs following her.

"When you told me you had dogs, I don’t know why, but I pictured you owning like a shih tzu or maybe a Maltese.” Charles admitted, observing the German shepherds who began sniffing him.

“Why? You think because I am Latina I must have a white crusty dog?” Y/N asked, acting all offended.

“No no no, of course not.” Charles responded scared that me might have offended his girlfriend.

“I’m teasing. No, I got them from the shelter. You know how I’m studying to become a vet? So right now I’m just a vet assistant at the shelter and when I walked in for my shift, these two dogs tried to get close to me, they would whine when I would leave the room, when I would take them outside for their walks, they would follow me, I had to adopt them. No one likes getting big dogs from the shelter, pero son tan lindos.” Y/N said, petting her dogs, the dogs were wagging their tails, enjoying the affection. Charles's heart melted. He always wanted his own dog and by the looks of it, he might get his wish with Y/N.

"How did you come up with the names?" Charles asked.

"Well obviously Sirius is named after Sirius Black from Harry Potter, and Nova to fit the space theme. Since they were picked up from the street without collars, we named them at the shelter." Y/N said. Charles leaned down to pet the dogs. Nova began licking his face while Sirius was still smelling him, you know what they say about a male dog being owned by a woman. After a few seconds, Sirius joined Nova in licking him, Charles was as happy as he can be.

"They are so friendly! Think I'll be able to stay the night?" Charles asked.

"I don't know, Char, you just joined F1, shouldn't you be training?" Y/N asked.

"I have a few days before the Monaco Grand Prix, do you want to come?" Charles asked.

"I don't know if I can leave Nova and Sirius alone." Y/N asked.

"It's only a few hours, please?" Charles asked with a pout and puppy dog eyes.

"Fine, I'll see if my neighbor can check in on them." Y/N said and her and Charles kissed.

A year later, 2019, Charles joined Scuderia Ferrari and he was on his way to Y/N's apartment after he rested a day after the Suzuka Grand prix. He opened the door with the key she gave him and he heard barking.

"Nova, Sirius, its me, you know me." Charles entered the apartment, the two German Shepherds greeted him but he still heard barking. Thats when he saw a bulldog on the couch with Y/N. "Amour, you got another dog?" Charles asked.

"Charlie! This is Hiccup, i got him on Saturday." Y/N said, getting to hug her boyfriend. "Isn't he adorable? He has a lot of health problems because of this breeder, but he is the sweetest. Come meet him." Y/N said, holding Charles's hand to lead him to the couch, sitting next to Hiccup.

"Why did you name him Hiccup?" Charles asked.

"I was watching How To Train Your Dragon, he also had a case of the hiccups when i was...como se dice, revisando...checking him! Yeah, during his checkup, he was hiccupping." Y/N said. Charles pet the bulldog and the bulldog smiled, seemingly happy getting affection.

"He is very cute, but I don't think you'll have space for another dog, mon petit chou." Charles said.

"Hiccup wanted to be with me, he wouldn't let the other shelter workers walk him, just me, it was a sign, Charles." Y/N said.

"I'm sure it was." Charles said smiling. "I'm hungry, do you want to order something?"

"Can you manage ordering Chinese food? I have to give the dogs their bath." Y/N said.

"Sure, mon ange. Same as usual?" Charles asked.

"Yes please. Lets go guys, time for your bath." Y/N said and the dogs walked slowly behind her, not being a fan of baths.

Another year later, December 2020, Charles and Y/N now live together in his penthouse apartment. One day, Charles went with Y/N to her job since he was on winter break.

"Charlie, can you check if Shaggy needs his bowl to be filled?" Y/N asked.

"Sure, amour." Charles said, He was walking through the shelter until he found the gate with the name 'Shaggy' and he saw a fluffy old English sheepdog. "Hello, Shaggy." Charles said hello to the dog and Shaggy started barking, wagging his tail. Charles went to the supply closet to get the bag of dog food, Y/n bought the brand that was specifically for this breed and pour the food in Shaggy's bowl.

"Shaggy looks very happy." Y/N said appearing next to him. Thats when Shaggy started whining and pawing at her through the gate. "Hi Shaggy, como está mi perrito consentido?" Y/N asked in the baby voice, Shaggy lies on his back, showing that he is ready to receive belly rubs. Charles just observes this interaction.

"Are you going to adopt him, mon ange?" Charles asked.

"I would love to adopt him, but it's your apartment." Y/N said.

"Mon ange, it is your apartment too, I asked you to move in with me, it is your apartment too. We can get him, think of it as a Christmas gift." Charles said and Y/N hugged him.

"Can you fill out the adoption papers? I need to check up on a few cats in the other room. Wish me luck." Y/N said.

"Did you take your allergy medicine?" Charles asked. Y/N shook her head no.

"Thats why i need luck." Y/N said. She went with the cats while Charles filled out the adoption papers for Shaggy, since most people in Monaco want small dogs and the other shelter workers know Charles is doing this for Y/N, the process was easy and they were able to take Shaggy home the same day. When they left Shaggy went with Y/N to buy things he needs while Charles went to buy food for the both of them. Charles got home first and he said hello to Nova, Sirius, and Hiccup, place his takeout on the kitchen counter, and refilled their food and water bowls. Charles washed his hands to serve himself good and that’s when Charles heard the door open and he saw Y/N with dog food, a dog bed, and some new toys.

“Mom Ange, I could have helped you.” Charles said, getting the bed from her and placing it on the living room. “Why does he need new toys?”

“It’s why I do for every dog, Charlie, they get new toys, they only share when they want to, it makes them feel important and that they have a permanent home.” Y/N explained to Charles. “Okay Shaggy, meet your brothers and sister.” Y/N let Shaggy off his leash and all the dogs began sniffing each other. After they got acquainted, they started playing with each other, even sharing some toys.

“Come on, mon coeur, your food will get cold, it’s time to eat.” Charles said and Y/N went to wash her hands after seeing the dogs are getting along great. She sat down to eat.

“Muñeco, do you ever think about getting a bigger place?” Y/N asked.

“Eventually, yes. That way we can raise our future children.” Charles said.

2 years later, 2022, Charles and Y/N now have a huge villa on Monaco after they got married with enough room for their dogs to run around in the grass and a pool. In those 2 years, Y/N adopted 3 more dogs; a border collie, a Carin terrier mix, and an Australian shepherd. Charles was watching TV with their 7 dogs when the door opened and it revealed Y/N with a Euraiser dog, Charles stared at her and Y/N smiled.

“His name is Koda, his owner just abandoned him like straight up went to the shelter and dropped him off, no good reason, no toys for him specifically, nothing. Me dio cosa, Charlie, like you have no idea." Y/N said and since her eyes were tearing up, he got up to hug her.

“My love, I know you love dogs, and I love that about you, you have a big heart, but no more dogs.” Charles said, wiping her tears. Kids barked and Charles looked at him, Koda had his tongue out like he was smiling with his tail wagging. “Nice to meet you Koda, welcome to the family, meet your brothers and sisters.” Charles said. Koda ran to the other dogs. “Don’t be fooled by the size, Mickey is in charge.”

Koda was very happy with his new family. He was playing with Bailey and Bambi very politely using toys but full on wrestling with Sirius, he was very content. Mickey and Hiccup were just observing on their dog beds while Nova chewed on a treat.

“Promise me no more dogs, Y/N.” Charles said, cupping her face.

“I promise no more dogs, muñeco.” Y/N said.

And Y/N kept good on her promise, she was completely devoted to their 8 dogs, taking them to work sometimes for checkups, and it was all going well until.

Present day, 2024, Y/N was checking a Saint Bernard as a full fledged Shelter Veterinarian.

“Rebecca, where did you get the Saint Bernard? It has worms and I’m afraid he was in the same transport van as the pitbull mixes, I need to check them too.” Y/N said, lowering the Saint Bernard and giving him an oral medication to deworm him.

“He was around Nice.” Rebecca answered.

“Interesting. Have the pitbulls been showing symptoms of having worms?” Y/N asked.

“They are relatively chill, I’ll check them right now though.” Rebecca said. Moments later, another employee named Freddie came in with a dog crate.

“You guys won’t believe what I just found by the docks.” Freddie said.

“Why were you by the docks?” Rebecca asked.

“No reason, but look at this.” Freddie entered the vet exams room with Rebecca and Y/N and opened the crate.

“Oh my god, that’s a pregnant yorkie, who would throw a pregnant dog on the streets?” Y/N asked, petting the yorkie. “Looks like she has fleas too.”

“I’ll take care of her, your shift is over. I’ll give you updates on the yorkie.” Rebecca said.

“Thanks, I’ll come in tomorrow.” Y/N said, she said goodbye to her coworkers and drove home.

When she got home, she saw all her dogs playing in the yard but as soon and they saw her, they stopped playing and ran towards her.

“Hola mis bebés!” Y/N exclaimed, petting every single dog. She got their leashes to take all of them out for a walk so they're not cooped up in one area, no matter how big it is. They walked around Monaco, some children wanted to pet the dogs, other people took photos or videos of Y/N walking the dogs, the dogs were very well behaved and nonreactive, Y/N couldn't be more grateful. She walked back home, let the dogs off their leash, and washed their paws before they stepped foot inside the house.

Charles was away for the Imola Grand Prix and he said he was going to call Y/N when she got out of work. Just like he said, Y/N's laptop started ringing, she washed her hands and answere the video call.

"Hola guapo! How's Imola?" Y/N asked.

"It's good, I'm tired of press, you know? Sometimes they ask the same questions and I can't deal with it." Charles said.

"I'm sorry, mi vida." Y/N said.

"It's fine, darling. How are the babies?" Charles asked.

"Very good, I went to that bakery where they make pastries for dogs and they loved it. I'm going to look up recipes so I can bake it for them. My babies deserve the best." Y/N said and Bambi jumped in her lap. "yes Bambi, you're my baby." Y/N saod, petting the Australian shepherd. "As a kid i always wanted one, their coloring is beautiful, and now i have one. I know we can't bring all the dogs to the Monaco Paddock, but do you think we can take Mickey?" Y/N asked.

"What happened to treating the dogs equally?" Charles asked.

"Then can we bring all of them? I want them to know where their dad works. I also really want them to meet Roscoe, we can just hang around, I'll keep them entertained, also who wouldnt want to see dogs before practice or qualifying? Like come on." Y/N said.

"Y/N.." Charles warned.

"Okay fine, our children won't see where you work, but it is unfair, they're going to be all alone in the house." Y/N said.

"Yeah, with a dog sitter who will feed and play with them, walk them, and the dogs have the entire property to run around. I bought the villas so you wouldn't have to worry about the dogs as much and you worry about the same." Charles said,

"I can't help it, they're innocent creatures." Y/N said, hugging Bambi tightly and Bambi liked her face. "Look at her Charles, no thoughts behind those eyes."

"Alright my dear, I have to go, I love you." Charles said.

"I love you too." Y/N said and hung up her FaceTime and thats when she got a call from Rebecca. "Hey Rebecca, whats up?"

"Hey, so the mama yorkie is about 8 weeks along in her pregnancy, she seems healthy, but I am going to give her a diet for pregnant dogs, make sure shes getting a lot of protein and calcium for the last week of her pregnancy to make sure the birth goes smoothly." Rebecca said.

"Thanks for everything, you are the best." Y/N said and hung up. She made her dinner, making a small dog safe version for them of course, what kind of owner would she be if she didn't?

A week later, it was the Monaco free practice 3 and qualifying session, she was in the paddock with Charles since he just finished the free practice.

"You did great, guapo, I'm positive you'll make pole." Y/N said, kissing him.

"Thanks, mon ange, I just really want to win my home race and i'll have a better shot of winning if i make pole." Charles said.

"And you will, baby." Y/N said. She felt her phone vibrate and saw Freddie was calling. "Freddie, what's going on?"

"The mom is going into labor, we need you here, please! I'm still just an assistant!" Freddie panicked.

"Alright I'm coming, did she start nesting in her kennel?" Y/N asked.

"She's arranging chew toys and blankets." Freddie said.

"Okay, try your best to get her into the whelping box, I'm on my way now." Y/N hung up. "I'm sorry, mi vida, I need to deliver puppies, good luck on qualifying." Y/N kissed him goodbye and ran to her car, drove off to the shelter, and went to Nani's kennel, where she was in stage 1 of labor. "How long has she been like this?"

"About 2 hours." Rebecca answered.

"Alright, we just have to wait a little while, she should start dilating in about 4 or 10 10 hours." Y/N said.

They waited those hours and Nani succesfully whelped 4 puppies, 3 boys and one girl. Y/N helped getting the puppies out of the amniotic saca and cut the umblical cord to make the processs easier for Nani. She cleaned and rubbed the puppies until she heard them cry out, once they cried, she put them near Nani. Now Nani was feeding the puppies.

"Alright team, in 8 weeks those puppies could be adopted. Hopefull the mom will be adopted as well. Goodnight, I'm going home." Y/N said goodbye to her coworkers and drove home.

Once home, Y/N saw Charles in the living room watching 101 Dalmations.

"Ma belle, how did the delivery go?" Charles asked, pausing the movie.

"The mom delivered 4 healthy puppies, I couldn't be happier. How was qualifying?" Y/N asked.

"I got pole." Charles said. Y/N screamed in excitement and hugged him.

"i am so proud of you, we should get ice cream or go out to eat, I am starving, i didn't eat." Y/N said.

"Then lets go out, ma belle, I'll go call to see if they can prepare something so it'll be ready when we get there, I'll wait for you to change." Charles said and Y/N kissed him.

"You are the best husband ever." Y/N said.

8 weeks went by and in those 8 weeks, Y/N grew extremely close to Bubbles, the female puppy from Nani's litter. Right now, she was carrying Bubbles, comforting her after her first vaccine.

"Rebecca, he is going to kill me." Y/N said.

"What makes you say that?" Rebecca asked.

"He literally told me that I couldn't get anymore dogs. What do you think he is going to say when he comes home from Hungary and sees her on my lap?" Y/N said, holding Bubble in front of Rebecca's face. Bubbles licked Rebecca's nose.

"Aww come on, who would be mad at a little yorkie?" Rebecca cooed. "Its not like you're bringing home a Saint Bernard, or a Rottweiler."

"Rottweilers are so cute, I would absolutely bring one home if i could." Y/N said.

"You just have to make it seem like getting a puppy isn't the worst thing in the world." Rebecca said, giving the other puppies Chip, Mikey, and Donnie, their first vaccines. Y/N started thinking.

"I got it! I'll make him believe i am having an affair." Y/N said.

"Y/N, that's a little crazy even for you." Rebecca said.

"But it's perfect! I just need to set it up perfectly. Today is Friday, right?" Y/N asked.

"Yeah, why?" Rebecca asked.

"I am not cruel enough to make him worry during the important race events like qualifying or the actual race, during free practice should be fine." Y/N said before she sent the text 'Call me tonight at 8, we need to talk' and she showed it to Rebecca.

"Good luck with that." Rebecca said. Y/N filled out the adoption papers for Bubbles and bought everything a puppy needed, she carried Bubble everywhere because until she has all her Parvo vaccines, she is not touching the ground. Bubbles was wrapped in a blanket and was brought home. When she entered the house, all the dogs came up to her.

"Hello everyone, we have a new member joining the family, her name is Bubbles, everyone, be gentle." Y/N said, emphasizing gentle. She lowered Bubbles a little so everyone had the chance to sniff her. They all went their separate ways. Y/N got a text from Charles. 'What do we need to talk about?' Y/N responded 'It is crucial to our marriage that we talk.' She wants to worry him a little. Y/N had already established and good feeding schedule with her, she just needs to adjust her potty spot. When she checked that this is the time she usually does her business in the shelter, she took her outside and let her pee on the patch of grass thats near the pool. When she was done, Bubbles trotted right to Y/N and Y/N picked her up, giving her little kisses. Thats when she heard her laptop ring.

"It's show time." Y/N said, placing Bubbles on the couch with her blanket. "Watch her." Y/N told Nova and Nova moved to the couch, keeping her eyes on the puppy. Y/N answered the FaceTime.

“Petit Chou, what’s wrong? What do we need to talk about? Can’t it wait until I’m home?” Charles asked.

“No no, I have to tell you know, the guilt is eating me alive.” Y/N said, getting teary eyed, if she wants Charles to believe she had an affair, she really has to sell it.

“Mon coeur, you can tell me anything, what happened?” Charles asked, sounding very worried.

“This isn’t easy for me to say, I love you so much, you have to know that, but my job has me very stressed, I feel like I don't have a life outside of work because you are always traveling and I work late sometimes, we are like two passing ships. Please, have mercy on me, understand where I am coming from, I get so lonely when you're not here.” Y/N finished saying and she covered her face, just waiting to hear Charles’s reaction.

“Please don’t tell me you got another dog.” Charles said and Y/N uncovered her face.

“How did you know I adopted another dog?” Y/N asked.

“My love, I know you, you would never cheat on me.” Charles said.

“I could have.” Y/N argued.

“You love me too much.” Charles argued back.

“You didn’t believe me?” Y/N asked.

“Not at all.” Charles said.

“Oh come on, that was phenomenal acting, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Y/N said.

“I think you overdid it.” Charles said.

“Well i acted better than you did for that Shell commercial.” Y/N said.

“Forget about it, can i see the dog? Did you get a big one?” Charles said. Y/N moved off screen to pick up the yorkie.

“Actually she’s a little puppy, I named her Bubbles, apparently this awful person put her dog out on the street because she was pregnant so the mama yorkie was actually with us for a while, i supervised the birth, i was bonding with the mom and her litter, but i guess this one really liked me and she would seek me out. Isn’t she adorable?” Y/N said, putting Bubbles closer to the screen so Charles can see her in all her glory.

“She is adorable, can’t wait to meet her.” Charles said,

“Im so excited for you to meet her too! This is the first time we can raise a puppy together, i can take her with me to work for her vaccines, we need a lot of bonding time with her. I honesty hope the other yorkies get adopted though, they’re so cute! I would adopt them all if I could.” Y/N confessed.

“I know you would. Please let Bubble be the final dog, I really mean it this time, Y/N." Charles said.

"Okay, okay, i promised Bubbles will be our last dog...for now." Y/N said.

"Y/N!" Charles shouted.

"Okay okay, te lo juro juradito por las haditas that Bubbles will be our last dog." Y/N said.

"That's more like it." Charles said.

"So how was free parctice?" Y/N asked Charles, placing Bubbles on her lap, giving her a small chew toy since she's teething.

"Well what happened was..." Charles said.

The End

Hope y'all liked it! I know the buildup was VERY long but i wanted to show you how much Y/N loved dogs.

[cherryblogss]

HOW TO BE A HEARTBREAKER

parte 1

+18 avisinhos: sexo casual, penetração vaginal, sexo oral, size kink, sexo desprotegido, semi espanhola?, pipe meio canalha, diferença de tamanho, dacryphilia, pet names demais pqp, pipe peiteiro, pipe meio louco da cabeça, ladrao de calcinha, eu nao entendendo de fut, erros de digitação.

nota: juntei um pedido com algo que pensei quando eu tava vendo uma entrevista do meu fifa favorito e ele fala que toda semana ele&oscaras jogam um fut. vem aí nosso jogador rebaixado. nao sei se gostei como ficou mas fodase💕

Você desejava muito não saber como se meteu nessa situação com um dos jogadores de futebol mais famosos do momento. Tudo começou quando sua amiga te disse para irem juntas em uma festa do namorado dela, um jogador de futebol de um time argentino que você honestamente não ligava. Sabia a reputação de jogadores e não estava interessada nesse mundo tão diferente do seu, mas ao conhecer Simon, não pôde resistir e decidiu que iria sim apoiar ela nesse relacionamento.

O que não estava nos seus planos era ser apresentada ao melhor amigo do Simon, Felipe Otaño. Toda pessoa que tinha acesso a internet já tinha ouvido falar dele, tanto por ser um jogador fora da curva e sensacional, como por ser um cara que sempre tinha uma mulher diferente nos braços. O típico jogador dentro e fora de campo, por mais que sua mente não entendesse a loucura pelo homem, não conseguiu fingir normalidade ao vê-lo de perto. Era extremamente lindo, aqueles olhos azuis pareciam te hipnotizar quando se apresentou mesmo que tivesse certeza que você sabia quem ele era. Entendia também porque as mulheres caiam nos encantos, a combinação dos olhares penetrantes com o jeitinho dele que te fazia sentir como a única garota que importava no mundo.

"Prazer, Felipe Otaño." Se apresentou enquanto estendia a mão para você. Um sentimento estranho cresceu no seu ventre com o jeito que ele te olhava, parecia que ele sabia algo que você não tinha ideia.

"Eu sei quem você é." Diz mal humorada e afastando a sua mão quando ele leva aos lábios para dar um beijo nela.

"Ah é? Isso me deixa triste, porque eu não tenho o prazer de saber quem você é, gatinha." Fala cheio de travessura e arrogância, se aproximando para te dar um copo mais cheio de cerveja.

Não se permite cair nos charmes dele e bebe um gole demorado com uma expressão entediada esperando Pipe ir embora, mas ele só continua te encarando com um sorrisinho de lado cheio de malícia.

"Sabe, eu gosto que você não me deixa saber seu nome, adoro te chamar de todos os nomes carinhosos que existem, minha linda." Felipe te provoca se recostando na parede ao seu lado.

O sorriso dele cresce mais ainda com a sua carranca. Te ter por perto é revigorante, as suas reações só o deixavam mais atiçado para brincar contigo.

"Tá procurando a sua companhia da semana?" Rebate ardilosa.

Ele arqueia uma sobrancelha surpreso com a sua falta de gentiliza e tom indiferente mesmo depois dele demonstrar simpatia por você.

"¿Ay? De graça assim? E você tá mal informada, eu não fico com uma mulher por semana." Felipe diz com uma mão no coração e um biquinho exagerado fingindo estar magoado.

"Ah sim, não queria te ofender. Não é por semana, é por mês." Fala sarcasticamente e dando um sorriso grande demais para ser verdadeiro.

Felipe não conseguia evitar como o estômago dele se revirou em borboletas com o seu sorriso mesmo sendo falso.

"A gatinha também morde, não é?" Ele responde após ficar em silêncio por um minuto analisando como poderia contornar a situação e se você realmente o odiava tanto assim do nada. "Bom pra você que eu adoro quando elas arranham."

"Bom pra mim?" Indaga confusa com o cenho franzido.

"Veremos depois, gatita." Responde piscando um olho para você te fazendo arquear as sobrancelhas debochada em uma tentativa de mascarar o seu interior em chamas.

Apesar de dizer não suportar ele, não conseguia parar de conversar com o Otaño, era envolvente a maneira que a voz calminha te contava animadamente coisas engraçadas ou sobre a família dele, além disso, se sentia vulnerável com o jeito atencioso que ele te escutava falar com aqueles olhos lindos sempre focados em você.

Conversa vai, conversa vem, depois de tantas bebidas só lembra dele te pedindo para te mostrar algo no andar de cima, quando se deu conta estava sentada no chão de um dos quartos rindo ao escutar Felipe contar uma história sobre a vez que ele confundiu várias palavras em inglês e espanhol fazendo o entrevistador ficar desesperado para entender o que ele dizia.

"Vai rindo, vai. Sério, era a minha primeira entrevista e meu coração parecia que ia pular do meu peito, não conseguia parar de tremer." Fala entre as suas gargalhadas deixando escapar o próprio risinho com o seu divertimento e ao recordar o momento cômico.

A algum ponto ele tinha tirado a camisa por conta do calor, desfilava com as bochechas coradas e corpo torneado por aí, mas seus olhos só focaram agora como o peitoral dele era grande. Na verdade, pela primeira vez se permitiu apreciar a beleza do argentino, olhava fascinada para o rostinho vermelho com o bigodinho e boca carnuda, os músculos definidos do torso e os braços grandes, até descer a visão para as coxas dele focando no volume nada discreto marcando o short fino.

"Se quiser tocar, eu deixo, viu." Ele fala de forma brincalhona apontando para o abdômen.

Você revira os olhos com o jeito oferecido dele e desvia o olhar para as suas unhas falhando em disfarçar como a visão do corpo forte dele te afetou, mas ele não se bala com isso, então, diminui a distância entre vocês segurando seu queixo para te fazer encará-lo. Seus olhos percorrem todo rosto belo cheio de sardinhas no nariz tentando evitar olhar muito para a boca carnuda que te atraia mais que tudo. Entretanto, perde o foco quando Pipe passa a língua pelos lábios e roça o nariz no seu.

"Eu não posso, Felipe." Murmura tentando soar firme, mas sua voz sai como se implorasse para ele fazer algo, te beijar logo.

"Qual é, gatinha, seu namorado nunca vai saber que eu te comi." Ele fala apertando seu pescoço levemente e se aproximando tanto que suas respirações se misturavam. "Só quando você gemer meu nome quando ele for te comer." Finaliza com os olhos azuis transitando entre luxúria e um sentimento muito intimo e indefinido.

"Para!" ralha posicionando as mãos no peitoral tentando empurrar, mas Felipe age mais rápido entrelaçando os braços ao redor da sua cintura. "Eu não tenho namorado e não seria prudente ficar com você, todos sabem disso." continua, diminuta em relação ao fato que se sentia imersa no cheiro e modo como ele prendia sua atenção e te fazia se esquecer do resto do mundo.

Felipe tentou disfarçar a dor que sentiu ao escutar suas palavras, mas de certa forma você estava correta. Qualquer mulher que ele olhasse a mídia já inventava mil coisas e era pior ainda se tivesse certeza que houve algo mais.

"Nada sai dessa festa, gatinha, tudo que fizermos aqui será nosso segredinho."

"Como eu vou saber se isso é verdade?" Pergunta em um tom que deveria ser desconfiado, mas que saiu como um sussurro de uma adolescente insegura com tudo que conhecia.

"Eu cumpro com o que eu prometo, fofinha." Felipe responde grudando seus corpos e pressionando o peitoral no seu. "E agora, eu prometo te foder até você esquecer seu nome e só lembrar o meu." Finaliza selando a distância entre seus lábios.

O beijo se inicia em um ritmo desesperado, famintos pelo gosto um do outro. Suas mãos vão diretamente para os cachinhos castanhos, puxando e gemendo quando Felipe morde seu lábio para então enfiar a língua na sua boca. O meio das suas pernas formigava ansioso por qualquer alívio que é atendido no momento que o argentino te põe no colo dele. Ambos não conseguiam parar de gemer um na boca do outro com as carícias que se tornavam mais ousadas a cada minuto. Pipe segurava sua cintura com uma mão enquanto a outra apertava sua bunda com vontade, as mãos grandes te auxiliavam a se esfregar na coxa dele.

"Gemendo igual uma putinha sendo que nem me queria, né?" Ele fala ofegante e rindo quando sua expressão raivosa volta, mas você ainda continua rebolando no colo dele com a boca entreaberta.

Envergonhada, enfia seu rosto no pescoço grosso, começando a chupar a pele pálida e mordiscar suavemente entre miados conforme sentia uma mão dele subir até apertar seu peito por cima do top fininho.

"Porra, você é tão gostosa." Felipe grunhe massageando a carne macia firmemente e sentindo o calor da sua intimidade na coxa dele na medida que sua saia subia com os movimentos afoitos do seu quadril. "Tira a roupa pra mim, gatinha." Ele fala dando dois tapinhas na sua bunda.

"Você é um grosso." Responde rolando os olhos e ficando parada no colo dele. Era incrível a capacidade de Felipe de te fazer recordar porque não suporta a personalidade dele, mas no fundo do fundo, algo que você nunca admitiria, é que acha muito atraente o jeitinho arrogante e convencido dele.

"E você gosta muito disso, princesa." Felipe responde movendo uma mão para beliscar sua bochecha, o que te faz rosnar com raiva e estapear os dedos dele para longe de ti. Ele só dá uma risadinha e segura a parte de trás das suas coxas, te carregando no colo e rapidamente direcionando vocês dois até a cama. "Reclama, reclama, reclama, mas já tá com a buceta molhadinha pra mim." Ele finaliza ao te deitar na beirada da cama e se ajoelhando no chão para ficar de frente com a sua virilha. Como sua saia tinha levantando com os movimentos bruscos dele, toda a sua roupa íntima estava exposta para os olhos azuis que pareciam querer te devorar.

Felipe geme quando vê a sua calcinha de renda grudada nos lábios da sua intimidade com o tanto de fluidos que já saíram de você. Por isso, não resiste a tentação, fechando os olhos e passaendo o nariz pelas suas dobrinhas, sujando-o com a sua lubrificação enquanto praticamente esfrega o rosto na sua buceta. Suas face queima de vergonha e tesão pelo ato obsceno dele, então, desce uma mão para puxar levemente os cabelos sedosos do argentino, o que faz Felipe voltar á realidade e abrir os olhos bêbados no seu aroma delicioso para deixar um beijinho onde ele sabia que era seu clitóris, não só pela forma como suas pernas tremeram como pelo miado que saiu da sua boca com o apelido dele em meio a um suspiro agoniado.

"Já até sei que essa vai ser a buceta mais gostosa que eu vou comer na vida." Ele murmura mais para si em um delírio que nem tinha percebido que falou em voz alta aquilo. Rapidamente, ele coloca suas pernas nos ombros sobre os ombros torneados, se aproximando para dar uma lambida e gemer quando sente um aperitivo do seu sabor. Você nem consegue pensar direito com a visão erótica dele no meio das suas pernas com o rosto mergulhado na sua intimidade, desesperado para se lambuzar.

Ele põe a calcinha arruinada para o lado, agora deslizando a língua pela sua fendinha, subindo e descendo a cabeça com calma para provar cada nuance do seu melzinho, porém, logo se torna Impaciente e espalma uma mão na sua virilha para dois dígitos exporem seu interior ao posicioná-los em forma de 'v' e afastarem seus lábios grandes. A boca carnuda foca em massagear seu clitóris em uma sucção torturante e inigualável ao mesmo tempo, pois Felipe sabia a medida certa entre sugar e acariciar o pontinho com a língua. Se não fosse o som alto da música da festa, com certeza todos escutariam seus choramingos altos de prazer com o quão habilidoso ele era naquilo. Ele alterna entre te levar até próximo de gozar, depois distancia os lábios da sua área mais sensível para lamber e beijar o resto da sua buceta melecada pela saliva dele e seus líquidos abundantes. Felipe dá selinhos na sua entradinha como se fosse sua boca, em seguida deixa a língua molhinha para remexer a ponta no seu clitóris rapidamente soletrando o próprio nome misturado com figuras abstratas.

As bolas dele latejavam do tanto que ele estava ereto e excitado, apertava de vez em quando o pau na cueca para tentar aliviar a tensão. Com isso, sabendo que ambos não aguentariam por muito tempo isso e nem quanto tempo tinham até a festa acabar, moveu dois dedos da outra mão para te penetrarem. Os seus sons eram divinos e música para os ouvidos dele. No momento que o argentino enfiou os dois dedos até a metade com um pouco de facilidade, iniciou um ritmo rápido e forte acompanhando a língua dele no seu grelhinho. Um barulho molhado saia do seu buraquinho durante o vai e vem, Felipe sentia as próprias pernas tremerem com a imagem da sua bucetinha toda esticada e molhada ao redor dos dígitos compridos dele.

"Goza pra mim, bebê, quero deixar essa bucetinha prontinha pra eu meter gostoso." Ele fala acelerando os movimentos e mantendo os lábios fechados ao redor do seu clitóris inchado com tantos estímulos. Não demora para suas costas arquearem e um grito pornográficos sair da sua garganta quando o orgasmo te atinge como um choque. Seus quadris se esfregando em reflexo no rosto ensopado dele e suas coxas tremendo com os espasmos intensos do melhor oral que já recebeu em toda a sua vida.

"Não vai desmaiar que ainda tenho muita pica pra te dar, gatinha." Ele fala cutucando sua costela e voltando a ficar cara a cara contigo. A face avermelhada e encharcada com certeza não deveria fazer sua buceta se contrair mais ainda.

Felipe sobe e desce as mãos pelo seu corpo até parar na barra da sua blusa e retirá-la por completo quando você o ajuda, seguidamente, toca seus quadris para retirar sua calcinha por completo e na mesma hora se aproxima para te dar um beijo lento enquanto coloca sua roupa íntima embolada no bolso do próprio short. Isso seria um segredinho dele.

Imersa no beijo, o puxa para se deitar completamente em cima de ti, adorando a sensação do corpo quente e pesado te esmagando. Seus mamilos eretos roçando o peitoral dele. Felipe pressiona o pau duro na sua barriga e acaricia cada centímetro de pele que alcança, até por fim encontrar seus seios onde ele começa a massagear e grunhe na sua boca quando aperta com vontade os dois lados ao mesmo tempo.

Após uns minutos, ele se afasta abruptamente, posicionando melhor vocês dois na cama grande, mas que parecia pequena com o tamanho avantajado do argentino. Ele te deita nos travesseiros, ajeitando ao redor da sua cabeça e penteando seus cabelos suavemente para ajudar um pouco na bagunça que estava. Seu coração palpita com o carinho que ele demonstra e atenção que dá para o seu conforto. Entretanto, o momento mágico some quando ele desce os olhos claros para os seus peitos novamente, mordendo os lábios animado como um adolescente que nunca viu um par pessoalmente na vida.

"Até que eu queria essa boquinha linda chupando meu pau, mas esses seus peitos me deixam louco, gatinha." Ele fala retirando o membro rosado com a ponta gotejante de dentro do short na medida que coloca um joelho em cada lado do seu corpo. "Segura eles juntinhos." Felipe instrui pegando suas mãos, que parecem minúsculas no meio das dele, e empurrando seus peitos juntos.

"Felipe, eu acho que não vai dar." Fala incerta, tremendo com a ideia inusitada dele.

"Eu faço acontecer, alfajorcito." Ele dá um beijinho no meio da sua testa e volta a se ajustar para seguir com o plano dele. "Só relaxa aí."

Felipe posiciona o pau no meio dos seus seios espremidos, gemendo sem vergonha ao deslizar repetidas vezes o comprimento entre seus montes macios e na sua pele, era deliciosa a imagem e sensação da pica esmagada entre os seios. Não era tão bom quanto ser chupado ou meter em ti, mas era uma cena depravadora e definitivamente muito prazerosa.

Ele sabia que ia gozar rápido, não só pelo jeito frenético e errático que ele começou a foder seus peitos, como pelo sabor da sua buceta ainda presente na língua dele. Todos os sentidos estavam ocupados por você e sua essência, ainda mais quando você esticou sua própria língua para lamber um e outra vez a pontinha que roçava seu queixo a cada investida dele. O pau comprido vazava pré-gozo no seu busto suado a cada segundo, até que Felipe geme alto e revira os olhos extasiado quando o abdômen tensiona e os primeiros jatos de porra caem na sua pele e um pouco na sua boca, o que você lambe lentamente ao notar que ele voltou a focar o olhar no seu rosto.

Ofegante, Pipe se posiciona no meio das suas pernas novamente com a virilha pressionada na sua. O pau semiereto deixava um rastro de líquido branco enquanto se esfregava na sua barriga. Ele só era capaz de respirar fundo tentando se recuperar ao passo que distribui selinhos pelo seu colo sem se importar com os resquícios de esperma e sim só em sentir o cheiro do seu perfume misturado ao suor.

Era refrescante saber que conseguiu calar a boca dele por alguns minutos, finalmente podia apreciar ele de perto e notar todas as imperfeições e traços perfeitos do rostinho dele. O nariz pontudo com algumas sardinhas e manchas de exposição ao sol, a barbinha rala com o bigode falho e as sobrancelhas grossas adornando os olhinhos azuis claros caídos.

Seus olhos se arregalam quando sente o pau enrijecer de novo, na mesma hora, Felipe empurra seus joelhos em direção as suas costelas, te deixando abertinha para ele enquanto a cabecinha pressionava sua entrada.

"Agora eu vou te foder gostoso, princesa." Felipe grunhe na medida que colocava e tirava a glande, desfrutando da maneira como suas paredes agarravam ele mesmo só com a pontinha dentro.

Sua boca permanece aberta soltando miadinhos manhosos de prazer com a provocação dele, que com certeza queria te enlouquecer ainda mais, quando levou um polegar para circular seu clitóris inchado. Ele enfia mais centímetros dentro, alargando seu buraquinho até sentir o pau quase cutucar seu cervix, as bolas pesadas e quentes encostadas totalmente nas suas dobrinhas.

Felipe se debruça sobre seu corpo para te acalmar um pouco, já que seu cenho estava franzido com os vestígios de ardência que a penetração causava, além de nunca ter sido fodida por alguém tão avantajado. Porém, Pipe sabia lidar com isso e te beijava enquanto retirou o membro até a ponta e mantinha os círculos no seu pontinho começando a meter lentinho.

Quando ambos se acostumaram com a sensação de estarem unidos, Felipe acelerou o ritmo, fazendo a cama tremer e a correntinha de prata batia no seu queixo a cada estocada. Os lábios do argentino chupavam seus seios, alternando entre os biquinhos babadinhos enquanto suas unhas maltratavam a pele pálida das costas dele com arranhões. Sua garganta emitia gemidos dengosos conforme ele socava todos os pontos certos com precisão e te estimulava de todas as formas, o meio das suas pernas se encontrava completamente melecado pelos fluídos dos dois que vazava da sua bucetinha constantemente já que Felipe ocupava todo o espaço que tinha no seu canal quando se enfiava por completo.

Já conseguia sentir os primeiros sinais qur o orgasmo estava perto e Felipe também, pois se distanciou dos seus peitos com um estalo molhado e apoio os antebraços ao lado da sua cabeça, te olhando fixamente enquanto ondulava os quadris. Era estranhamente íntimo como ele te fodia mantendo o contato visual, tocando sua pele como se você fosse um ser precioso (mesmo que ele nem soubesse seu sobrenome).

"Que coño estrecho, mami, hm?" Pipe geme entrecortado sentindo sua buceta pulsar e quase espremer o membro dele."Apertando meu pau como se fosse feita pra mim." Ele fala mais baixinho perto do seu ouvido, fazendo seus dedos dos pés se curvarem com o arrepio que percorreu sua espinha ao escutar tais palavras na voz dele.

Seus próprios quadris se empurram em direção aos dele e sua mão desce para massagear seu clitóris com a chegada iminente do seu orgasmo. Felipe une seus lábios, que nem conseguiam se beijar direito com o tanto de sons que saiam de ambos. Felipe xingava inúmeros palavrões em espanhol e você só repetia o nome dele baixinho até que suas paredes se contraem mais e mais junto com uma abundância de líquidos saindo da sua buceta com o clímax te atingindo de repente. Felipe não demora em grunhir seu nome e estocar com força mais umas três vezes enquanto te enche de porra. Seus peitos esmagados contra os dele lutava por espaço para se mover com a sua respiração ofegante.

"Felipeeeee." Fala tola e cheia de irritação com a falta de noção dele de sair de cima de ti logo. "Tá muito calor."

Ele resmunga, mas logo se joga do seu lado te puxando para deitar no peito dele. A respiração dele já estava calminha e os olhos fechados como se estivesse preparado para dormir, não podia evitar se sentir cansada e sonolenta depois de tantas atividades. Por isso, se permitiu fechar os olhos e relaxar um pouquinho.

No dia seguinte acordou mais quente que o normal e com o argentino te esmagando ao dormir no seu peito, o susto e a vergonha te despertaram na hora. Empurrou ele para longe com um grunhido, se vestiu apressada (mesmo sem achar sua calcinha) e saiu da casa sem olhar para trás.

As memórias daquela festa te assombraram por dias, o prazer e a vergonha te deixavam com vontade de arrancar sua cabeça só para não ceder as tentações que te cercavam. O pior é que na maioria das vezes nem é sua mente que relembra os cenários, e sim, a porra do Felipe que não te deixa em paz desde o dia que transaram.

Ele conseguiu seu número de alguma forma e todos os dias te mandava mensagens obscenas recontando os fatos como se fossem parte de uma grande história.

"Eu sonho com o gosto da sua bucetinha, minha linda. Que tal sentar na minha cara da próxima vez?"

"Ainda tenho a sua calcinha e se quiser te mando uma foto de como ela tá, gatinha😁"

"Saudades, vida😔"

Quando ele notou que você começou a ignorá-lo, passou a te mandar mensagens românticas, depois raivosas, de várias maneiras ele tentava arrancar alguma reação, mínima que fosse. Você encarava Felipe como um homem que nunca teve nada negado a ele ou talvez não era acostumado a ter o sentimento de vergonha associado a pessoa dele. Só de lembrar do tom convencido que ele usava para falar contigo já te dava vontade de se estapear por ter deixado ele sequer te beijar.

Era óbvio que vocês dois pertenciam a mundos diferentes. Nunca se imaginou saindo ou dormindo com um homem dono de um ego tão inflado como o dele. Foi um erro de uma noite - um erro delicioso diga-se de passagem - mas não voltaria a acontecer. Ademais, não é como se ele fosse realmente se lembrar de você. Provavelmente seria só mais uma na multidão de mulheres que ele iludia e depois levava para a cama.

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Nada a ver mas eu amo a forma que ele fala river, a vibração do Rrrrriver

[weepingwillowwonder]

Horny Hazbin Hotel Thoughts: NSFW AHEAD [Minors DNI! 🔞] -> -> ->

This is Vox/Val's PART 2!!! (Here's part 1 if ya missed it <3)

Reactions to Shy!Reader asking to have sex/initiating sex

CW: Embarrassment/humiliation, Dry humping, Dirty talk, GN!Reader but wears a skirt & panties, Pet names. Oral Sex

Translations: 

Muy bien = Very good Sientete = Sit down Cariño = Sweetheart  Sigue adelante = Keep going Eso es todo = That’s it Pequeño perrito = Little Puppy Tan lindo = So cute

Your lip trembles as you finally answer, “I just wanted daddy that’s all!” you sob out, taking deep breaths in an attempt to calm yourself down. Valentino hushes you, murmuring soft praises to you. “Muy bien baby..” He holds your cheek, which makes you lean into his touch, then glances up to Vox who’s watching intently, palming himself through his pants. “I understand now why you chose this one…” Valentino pulls you up into his lap and mischievously smirks, looking at Vox, “Since your little toy wants to play, you wouldn’t mind me having a turn would you?” Vox mimics his smile, “By all means…”

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Valentino positions you to face him, pulling you to sit right over his thigh. The unexpected pressure of him between your legs makes you grunt softly, your body automatically shying away from the stimulation. As you lift yourself slightly from him, his fingers press into your hips to firmly pull you back down. 

“Sientete, baby, sit.” He murmurs, forcing you to relax against his thigh despite your sounds of protest. Unsure exactly where to put them, your hands settle on his chest and he gives you a soft hum in approval. “There you go cariño, relax for me~” his praise goes straight to your core and he chuckles as you wiggle slightly against his thigh with a soft gasp. You will yourself to stay still, despite the delicious ache that makes you want to shamelessly grind yourself against him. However, he seems to sense your hesitation and presses his thigh firmly between your legs in time with his hands that guide you to move against him.

“Ah, w-wait!” You whimper out as he effortlessly maneuvers you against his thigh, your forehead coming forward to rest on his chest to hide your embarrassment. You hear Valentino light a cigarette above you, but miss the way he heatedly looks down at your form, face hidden from view.

“Mm Voxy, as I was saying earlier…” He starts, easily picking up on their previous conversation regarding work. Other than seemingly disregarding you, he continues to guide you along his thigh, ignoring your soft pants and the way your thighs twitch and squeeze around his own. The two demons act almost as if you hadn’t spent more than the past few moments being humiliated by them. Almost. 

You can practically feel the heat of Vox’s gaze on you from your position, even with your back to him. He responds to Valentino’s inquiries, outwardly coming across as unaffected by the explicit display in front of him. While Vox would never put you in such a publicly accessible position, for any outsiders looking in, it would appear as if you were the only one affected by the current circumstances. 

The more you’re dragged along Valentino’s thigh, the more you feel your resolve slipping. The conversation happening around you seems further and further away as your mind hones in on the pleasure of your sensitive bits dragging along the lap beneath you. Slowly you begin to grind against him on your own, and instead of the pressure on your hips to continually move you forward, large hands come to settle on your ass. 

You feel a rush of cold air as your skirt is slowly dragged upward to expose your hardly covered ass. The heat rushes to your cheeks as you’re also made aware of the growing dampness in your panties, no doubt noticed by the other two as well. Your movements stutter slightly and Valentino quickly coos encouragement to get you to continue. 

“Sigue adelante,” He leans down to whisper in your ear, hands fully gripping your ass to pull you against him again. When you listen to his command, he praises you again, this time with a free hand sliding up your shirt along your side. “Eso es todo, baby…” His fingers skirt their way up your chest and easily find a pert nipple, brushing against it slightly as he gropes your chest.

Your reaction is immediate. Face emerging from its hiding place, you meet Valentino’s gaze with wide eyes and your mouth falls open in a silent moan. His fingers locate your nipple again and flick it slightly before rolling it between his fingers with more purpose. His eyes blaze with hunger as he watches you attempt to stifle your sounds with a bite of your bottom lip.

“Your little pet is so responsive Voxy~” He purrs matter of factly, reveling in how you squirm at his gentle touches. “Making such a mess humping my leg like a pequeño perrito.” You try to hide again at the sudden harshness in Valentino’s voice, but one of the hands on your ass quickly comes to grab your chin to prevent you from doing so. “Is that what you are, baby? Just a dumb little puppy?”

Your eyes search his eyes at the humiliating accusation. He didn’t want you to actually answer that question did he? The sudden sound of his palm making contact with your ass, accompanied by a stinging sensation, has you crying out with tears pricking at your eyes.

“It seems Val asked you a question, sweetheart.” Vox’s taunting voice breaks through your racing thoughts after a moment as Valentino roughly kneads the sensitive skin of your ass . When he pulls his hand back again, you catch the unforgiving expression on his face. 

“W-wait! Wait! I-,” you stutter out before he makes contact with your ass again. This time when you let out a pained cry, Valentino envelopes your lips to muffle the sound, a deep growl bubbling in his throat as you lean into his touch with a tight grip to his shirt. He presses his tongue past your lips and you let him, obediently opening your mouth to let him claim you how he wants to.

He coaxes you to kiss him back just as passionately, sliding his tongue against yours sensually. Distracted by the hands roaming your body and the lips molded against your own, you're surprised when you feel the slightest shifting below you and then the warmth of something pressing against your leg. 

Valentino pulls away from you with a seductive grin, and you automatically look down to see his exposed member laying against your thigh. Oh. The sight has you moaning before you can stop it and both demons laugh at your reaction. 

“Tan lindo~” Valentino coos before effortlessly lifting you up to turn you around. You immediately make eye contact with Vox who’s watching you intently with a mischievous grin. Trailing lower down his body, you see his pants unbuttoned and wide open with his cock exposed. A hand rapidly strokes along its length and the sight alone makes your mouth water. Your tongue peeks out to lick of your lips and the action doesn’t go unnoticed by the other, as his grin only grows bigger.

Valentino settles you back into his lap, only this time he moves your panties to the slide and slides his cock right between your legs. Finally feeling direct contact against your core has you keening over from overstimulation with a sharp gasp escaping your lips. An arm comes to wrap around your middle to keep you pressed against the chest behind you, and your head rolls back against Valentino’s shoulder. 

“Oh bien, stay juuuust like that…” He grunts out as he lifts you up slightly to fuck himself between your thighs. His breath is hot against your ear as you watch the slick tip of his cock slip back and forth between your thighs, each time dragging against your throbbing sex. Your legs press together to feel more of him and your hand timidly reaches down to touch him as fucks your thighs. He curses as you make contact with his smooth tip, your fingers quickly becoming slick with the mixture of his and your own essence. 

As your orgasm builds, your hand cups the tip of his member as it peeks out to and from your thighs and press it against yourself to feel more of him where you need him most. Your own hips roll back in time with his as you chase your own high, a frustrated whine leaving you from the build up of the previous stimulation. Your eyes find Vox’s again as he stands up from his seated position, panting out your name softly as he continues stroking himself while approaching you. 

“So close baby, need you…” Vox grunts out. Valentino’s grip loosens on you once Vox grows near and you move forward slightly with a gasp. 

The next few moments happen so quickly, you hardly have time to process the events that occur: A hand threads its way into your hair and you’re moved in the direction of Vox’s cock. Your mouth automatically welcomes him and you’re given almost no time to adjust as he immediately rocks himself against your face.

Your eyes flutter shut at the weight of him against your tongue, greedily sucking in each inch of him. When your eyes do open, you look up in hopes of finding him affectionately looking down at you, but instead you find him leaning over you to passionately kiss the demon behind you.

Tears fall down your face as your orgasm hits you suddenly, your hands reaching up to cling to Vox as you ride out the waves of pleasure. Your moans vibrating along him has Vox pulling away from Valentino with a curse to look down at you as his release quickly comes after.

He spills himself down your throat with a deep groan and pulls away slightly when you start to choke around him. Some of his release falls from the side of your lips as you try to reorient yourself. Still bouncing in the lap beneath you, Valentino continues to use you as a fleshlight for his pleasure. 

The only indication that he gives you of his own release is when your head is turned completely to the side so he can lick the rest of Vox’s cum from your lips and kiss you to taste more of him. Shortly thereafter, your thighs are coated in white as Valentino’s orgasm takes over him.

With a deep groan and a stutter of his hips, he shoves his tongue further down your throat as he milks himself dry between your legs . Dazed, you slump back against the body behind you, only to be pulled away after Vox pulls himself together.

“Heh, I’ll admit,” Valentino starts speaking before also tucking himself away, “I did not expect that from you, baby.” You cling to Vox on shaky legs and hide your face in his shoulder. The other only laughs.

“You know Voxy, we could always use new talent in the studio…” He propositions lowly as he ascends from the sitting area. You and Vox follow behind, his arm tightly wrapped around you as you make your way out of the club.

  “As tempting as it sounds my friend, I unfortunately I’m going to have to pass on your offer. This one is mine…”

[lucuslavigne]

[01:20am] Richard Ríos.

espanhol duvidoso pq nunca estudei somente escutei pq tenho uma amiga venezuelana, thigh riding?, oral (m), size kink?, pet names e muito dengo.

Você estava sentada em uma das coxas do colombiano. Os braços agarrados ao pescoço tatuado enquanto sentia as mãos pesadas de Richard em sua cintura.

“ Está muy bela con esse vestido... ” sussurra em seu ouvido, sequer notando que havia falado no idioma nativo.

“ Richard... ” fala manhosinha, o dengo falando mais alto que você.

“ Fala, princesa. ”

“ Eu senti tanta saudade de você. ” escondeu o rosto no pescoço do Ríos, dando um cheirinho alí.

“ Eu também senti saudade de você, meu bem. ” te puxou para perto.

Amava ficar encolhida em cima de Richard, sentir os braços definidos em volta do seu corpo te deixa molinha, toda relaxada, sem preocupação alguma. Mas era difícil conter o desejo que percorria pelas suas veias quando escutava o colombiano falando espanhol, mesmo que por poucos segundos.

“ Qué sucedió? De repente se quedó en silencio... ” te fez olhar para ele.

“ Não é nada. ” sorriu enquanto movia os quadris devagar.

Richard sorriu. O corpo começando a esquentar.

“ Danada. ” começou a beijar seu pescoço.

O ritmo de seus quadris aumentava gradativamente, te fazendo soltar chorinhos e murmúrios no ouvido de Richard, esse que apenas sorria e te dizia elogios baixinhos enquanto segurava seu corpo.

“ Deixa eu mamar você? ” perguntou enquanto o encarava com olhos pidões.

“ Deixo, minha linda. ” ajeitou seu cabelo.

E você se levantou do colo do mais alto, fazendo um rabo de cavalo desleixado, ficando de joelhos no meio das pernas tatuadas do homem, fazendo carinho nas panturrilhas bonitas.

“ No me provoques, princesa. ” escutou, o sotaque te deixando ainda mais molhada.

Então abaixou a bermuda do uniforme que Richard usava, descendo a boxer em seguida, vendo o pau do colombiano bater logo abaixo do umbigo do mesmo.

“ Você é tão lindo. ” falou apaixonada, beijando a cabecinha do pau do Ríos.

“ Amor... ” te chamou como se estivesse fazendo uma das rezas dele.

“ Hm? ” o encarou.

“ Me mama logo, por favor. ” pediu.

E como você é muito boazinhas, colocou todo o comprimento de Richard em sua boca, usando uma de suas mãos para acariciar as bolas do mesmo.

“ Dios mio... Mierda! ” jogou a cabeça para trás, segurando o colchão fortemente.

Mamava toda bonitinha. Os olhos cheios de lágrimas porque era tão gostoso mamar Richard! A cabecinha do pau batendo bem no fundo da sua garganta, te tirando o fôlego te deixava molhada, sentia sua buceta pingando, então levou sua mão até sua intimidade vestida, brincando com seu clitóris por cima do tecido fino da calcinha.

Seus gemidos enviavam vibrações para o pau do colombiano, esse que tinha a mão direita apoiada em sua cabeça enquanto a mão esquerda buscava apoio. Os gemidos e grunhidos que Richard soltava eram como música para seus ouvidos, te deixavam cada vez mais zonza, procurando pelo seu próprio prazer.

“ Caralho, amor! ” engasgou nos próprios gemidos “ Con-continua... Ah! ” revirou os olhos quando você o chupou mais forte.

Estava motivada a fazer Richard gozar na sua boca, ou até mesmo na sua cara. Você queria a porra de Richard em você, independente de onde fosse.

“ Goza p'ra mim, amor. ” começou a masturbar Richard com sua mão direita.

Usou sua mão esquerda para abaixar as alças do seu vestido, deixando seus peitinhos de fora para Richard poder ver.

“ Amor! ” gemeu enquanto gozava por todo seu rosto e seios.

A respiração de Richard estava acelerada, a cabeça jogada para trás com os olhos fechados, apenas aproveitando o orgasmo recém atingido. Quando abriu os olhos e viu seu rosto e seios cobertos com a porra dele, ele ficou louco.

“ Mi vida, 'cê fica tão linda com a minha porra em você. ” falou, o sotaque te deixando zonza.

Richard te puxou para um beijo carinhoso, segurando seu rosto enquanto te levantava apenas para te puxar pela cintura para mais perto.

“ Quieres bañarte conmigo? ” perguntou com os olhos cheios de expectativa.

“ É claro, amor. ” beijou a bochecha do homem.

De malandro, Richard só tem a cara, por que só você sabe o quanto o mesmo gosta de ser tratado com dengo e chamego.

[prismuffin]

Poly!Alerudy treating male!reader like Morticia Addams

( gonna go from headcanons to a mini-oneshot cause thats just how I write these - All spanish used is translated for non-spanish speakers! )

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warnings?: TOO MUCH LOVE AND AFFECTION RAHHHH- but can you ever get enough of Alerudy?

!-!more under the cut!-!

—It's more than likely that they were in a relationship before you came along. Even if it wasn't as serious or official, there were still some romantic elements to it- but seeing you was like love at first sight for the both of them.

—They just can't get you out of their head and they both know that the other is thinking the same thing. They end up having a heartfelt conversation about it which leads to them deciding to try and win you over and add you to their little relationship.

—Alejandro is more likely to try and win you over with gifts while Rudy tries more acts of service to catch your eye. Either way they're both not shy about trying to get your attention at all.

—Expect roses with little notes attached detailing your beauty signed by Alejandro proudly. He'd walk up to you later and would wrap his arms around your waist asking if you liked the flowers.

—Same thing with Rudy, he'll give you your favorite morning drink and would bring you breakfast if you'd like that. Been working too hard? He'll offer you a nice massage and you best believe he gives the best massages ever.

—You'd be spoiled rotten with love and affection from the two Latinos, it's practically inevitable that you fall for them both.

—Alejandro and Rudy plan a grand dinner to invite you to join their relationship. They're overjoyed when you say yes, both of them placing an identical kiss on your hands.

—Be prepared for the abundance of endearing Spanish nicknames. They'll call you practically everything in the book. Alejandro's favorite pet name for you would probably be "Mi Príncipe," (my prince) or "Cariño" (dear) while Rudy loves calling you "Mi Vida" (my world/life) and "Mi Corazón". (my heart) Of course "Mi amor" (my love) is used just as often.

—I love the headcanon that Rudy's not a morning person so Alejandro usually wakes up before the two of you and spends his time admiring you both before (sometimes) getting up to do menial tasks or getting/making the two of you breakfast. Rudy often wakes up before you but he doesn't get up right away, instead he'll usually just admire you.

—They both wake you up in the softest fucking ways. Usually little kisses being placed all over your face while they whisper sweet things to encourage you to wake up. They love how peaceful you look while you're sleeping and will often times be very gentle with you in the mornings.

—They're both smitten. They love you so much they just can't live without you, they'll do practically anything just to make you smile at them.

—Praises. Praises. Praises. They'll constantly give you praises and compliments on both your body and mind. Lots of admiring whenever any piece of base clothing is shed. If you're shirtless it's hard for them to keep their hands off you, they love your arms and your chest and you best believe they will tell you that often.

—Alejandro loves having his hands on your waist and they'll often be resting there whenever you're near each other. Rudy often loves to hug you from the front, admiring your features before placing his forehead on yours. It's in this position where he'll rant about his day or ask about yours.

—Just love the thought of Rudy or Ale saying "Ese es mi chico guapo" (that's my handsome boy) NDHODWIDJODWDKANDWDFLIN-

—It's midnight, I ran out of brain power uhhh ONESHOT TIME

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Feather light kisses tickled your face, drawing you from the depths of slumber. You instinctively leaned into the feeling, smiling at the soft awakening. "Déjame ver esos lindos ojos.." (let me see those beautiful eyes.) Another kiss was planted on the high of your cheekbone. Your eyes fluttered open, a smile gracing your lips as your sights were filled with the face of your boyfriend, Rodolfo. He laid beside you, now caressing your face with the back of his hand. "There they are," he smiled, leaning in to kiss you properly. “Buenos días mi Corazón.” (Good morning) You hummed, leaning into his words, they never failed to make your heart flutter. “Good morning Rodolfo.” You placed your hand on his cheek, staring into his eyes. “Where’s Alejandro?” You asked, noticing the absence of arms wrapped around your waist and the lack of praising whispers in your ear from behind, which could only mean he was gone. “In the kitchen,” he grabbed your hand which was previously rested on his cheek, pressing a loving kiss to it. “He's making breakfast for us." As if on cue Alejandro cracked the door open. Peaking inside, his smile widened when he realized you were now awake. He was quick to be by your form, taking his rightful spot behind you on the bed. "Buenos días Cariño," he whispered softly in your ear, your heart fluttering as he peppered the side of your face in sweet kisses like Rudy had done before. You giggled, turning your head and cupping his face in your hand. "Good morning Ale," He admired your face for a minute, his smile turning into a smirk before he leaned down to kiss your lips. "Come now, I made us food!" Alejandro grinned wide before he scooped you up in his arms, carrying you bridal style. A gasp flew from your throat, despite this happening often enough it still always caught you off guard when one of your boys carries you like this. Rudy let out a chuckle as Alejandro spun you around slightly, singing a quick verse from one of the millions of Spanish love songs. He carried you into the dining room where the table had already been set, three plates sat in their respective spots already made to both you and Rudy's breakfast preferences, quiet music playing in the background. Alejandro sat you down on the dining table bench closest to the wall before taking his seat to your left, Rudy, sitting on your right. Both you and Rudy thanked Alejandro before digging into the meal. It was good, as always, and you made sure to relay that to Alejandro. You ate, mostly in silence yourself as you listened to your boys talk about upcoming expeditions and such. At some point Rudy had ended up breaking off bite sized pieces of bread just to feed you even after you insisted that it was fine. He only smiled, replying with a "I want to do this for you Guapo," and with the way he stared at you, you couldn't refuse. You finished before the both of them which allowed them both to grab one of your hands each as they continued to eat and talk. Rudy cleared the table leaving you with Alejandro who'd somehow gotten you slow dancing with him, "Words can't describe how much I feel for you mi amor." He placed a kiss to your forehead and you sighed. "I love you Ale," You cradled his face in your hands, "and you too Rudy." You added, feeling his hands slide onto your waist, his chest pressed against your back. You and Alejandro's hands dropped as you switched positions so that you were being wrapped into a hug by both of them. You all swayed slowly just relishing in each others presence, smiling as you savor the treatment you receive from your loving boyfriends.

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More Miguel Headcanons

First meeting:

When you first enter the spider society he isn't very fond of you, think that in this part he is struggling with the pain of losing his daughter and the responsibility of taking care of the spider society

During this time, he is rude, reckless, trying to prove he is strong enough to take care of everything

When he comes back from a mission injured, he will brush it off, but you grabbed his hands, sat him down and began patching him up while giving him a speech of how much of and idiot he is...and...he falls...he falls for you...your eyes of disapproval only makes you more beautiful...and he is... speechless

Bonding time:

Now he isn't your friend, but you two are in good terms, he falls for you slowly...we love the slow burn here...

He will start to memorize small things you do, like how you do your make up, your hair, your favorite phrases, your favorite ice cream flavor, small little things...but he just thinks of you as a friend...yeah...

Friends/close friends:

He will be a bit touchy, some shoulder bumps around here, some massages around there, and he started doing things for you...

Want food? You can have a bit of his, want a nap? You can lay in his chest

He will go as far as to call you pet names and give you flirty smiles...he wasn't falling right? Looking at your best friend and wanting to kiss them was...normal right? Daydreaming about how good cuddling with them is something normal and platonic and winking and flirting is...oh god...he did had a crush on you!...

Confession:

It's has to be PERFECT, he wants you to feel... special, so he plans it really carefully, he starts by giving you small anonymous gifts, and when you ask him he simply loo at you smiling cocky "someone has a secret admirer..." He teases you...and when he confess...it's not as plan

He was injured, and he assured you again and again that he was alright, that was the last drop, you snapped, you shouted how much you worried about him, how you didn't want to lose him and how...how...how you loved him...you putted your hands over your mouth...and he...he got up and kissed you, deeply, his hands in your face and when he separated from the kiss he whispered sweet nothings while kissing your face

Early relationship:

Little than nothing PDA, maybe just handholding but just in private

No pet names for now, just really normal ones like a nickname of your name

He will hug you though and cuddle you, even if he doesn't really know how to go and ask for cuddles but he tries for you

Late relationship:

PDA when he is felling romantic, happy or jealous, but he isn't the 'i won't let you see your friends and family ' jealous he is the 'how you dare look at my partner in such a way' jealous

"mi amor" "mi vida" "cariño" "principe" "mi niño" "lindo" OMG ALL THE CHEESY FLUFFY ROMANTIC SPANISH NICK NAMES GRAHHH

he will be more touchy, and that also comes with...drum roll please... flirting with you until you are so flustered you can't talk

[yoyokslut]

Dating Pablo Gavi would include:

‌Him being so attentive, making sure you're okay and always taking care of you

‌Him getting all clingy/needy when you both have days off

‌"no, please don't go, come cuddle me," he whined making grabby hands "I'm just gonna go pee, baby," you giggle seeing him like this

‌I just know he gets all shy and blushes every time you tell him how pretty he is or any other similar pet name

‌"¿quién es mi niño bello?" who's my beautiful boy? "Stop it!! you know I'll blush in no time" he says covering his face. You take his hands off his face and keep calling him names "eres tan bonito, mi amor" you're so pretty, love "el niño más lindo del mundo" the prettiest boy in the world "tu cara es tan preciosa" your face is so precious. He'd end up like a walking tomato after that

‌I feel that his love language is touch, so he would always have his hands on you somehow, whether is grabbing your waist, your hips, your hand, he just wants to feel your skin against his hands

‌He also loves looking at you when you speak, when you talk about something that makes you excited, he loves how your face lights up and the small sparkle in your eyes makes him zone out and just stares at them admiring how pretty you are and how lucky he is to call you his

‌Although most of the time you're the one who's making him blush it doesn't mean he doesn't make you blush

‌You would be watching tv or scrolling through tiktok and you would feel his gaze on you so when you look at him his just staring at you with his big brown eyes with so much love and appreciation and smiling at you. It always turns your cheeks red and gives you butterflies

[the-witch-of-one-piece]

Teaching Them Spanish Part 2 18+ Ft: Chifuyu, Kisaki, Mitsuya and Sanzu MINORS DNI WC: 800+ TW: cursing in spanish, slight degrading, hair pulling and sexual tension(with Sanzu)part 1 A/N: Hello babes! Part 2 of teaching them spanish !! Please understand there are different dialects and meanings for some of the words used. This is what I grew up knowing and learning as a kid! For example, since I'm Mexican concha means shell in Spanish for me and I have a friend who is from Argentina concha means p**** in Spanish to her. Enjoys babes!

Chifuyu 

He caught on pretty quickly to how to pronounce the words, even phrases. When he’s in the shop and when he has a bit of downtime, he has a booklet of phrases that he would repeat to himself, and make sure he said it correctly. You are helping stock some supplies and when you hear him scolding Peke. “No peke J! Uno, dos, tres. Ahhh Merida.” Chifuyu began picking up the items that fell off the counter.

“You okay???” You asked about walking to the front. Peke J saw you walking up, and he began making his way towards you, purring as he wanted to be pet by you. “Was your daddy trying to discipline you by counting in Spanish?” you chuckled Peke responded in a meow “ mi precious” you spoke in a cute tone which he liked.

Chifuyu squinted his eyes “I’m trying to get him used to understanding it. He only seems to like it when you speak to him in spanish. And when I  say it he does the opposite. ”  Looking at Peke J who was now cuddling in your arms.

“Well  you should try on a softer tone like I do and not sound so gruff ” Kissing the top of Peke’s head. “Huh, mi bebe.” 

‘Little shit.’ Chifuyu said to himself as he was looking at his biggest competition who had your attention at this moment.

Kisaki 

He would memorize everything fast and in a matter of months he would be fluent. He noticed when he spoke to you in Spanish you would literally gawk at him like your star struck. He wouldn’t deny he liked that attention you gave him but when it came down to actually working it was a bit more bothersome. “Did you understand all the directions??” He asked as he was signing some paperwork. “_______…..” he looked up to see you almost in a trance. 

Snapping out of it. “Sorry, what did you say?” Looking at the blond hair man.

Taking his glasses off he pinched the bride of his letting out a sigh. “Necesito que prestes atención. Esto es importante ( I need you to pay attention. This is important.)”  you nodded at his response literally you went a bit tone-deaf hearing him speak again. “Do you understand?”

“Kisaki can I just say.” You were trying to speak but him knowing you so well he cut it short.

“afuera (out)” he pointed to the door. 

You huffed while walking out “You expect me to pay attention when you speak Spanish to me and you know how I get when you speak it to me.” You walked out still ranting. 

Mitsuya 

You were his model as he was getting rough estimates for a current design. The ball of pins was right next to him as he was making adjustments “Por favor da la vuelta (please turn around)” turning around at his sweet command. “Gracias”  he was folding the access fabric and then pinning it. 

“De nada (you're welcome)” you made sure you didn’t move because there would be times when you move you got poked.

The first time he heard you speak Spanish he thought it sounded so elegant. They way you had a form of grace in your tone the way the words sound more as he would call it 'enchanting'. But then there was also that side that sounded way worse just by the tone when you spoke and how you were saying things they were either bad words or bad phrases. Hearing you hum as he was finishing the last pin, you always did a cute hum when you were his mannequin.  Turning around once more. “Ay, qué lindo eres (Oh, you're so cute.).” he smiled 

“Stop saying things like that babe.” he was making you blush. “I only speak the truth.” Getting up kissing the tip of your nose. 

Sanzu

His hands were very grabby with you feeling him squeeze your ass . Another hand on the back of your head fist full of your hair. His tongue dancing against yours. You were feeling flustered any moment he was with you. Giving into him as always when he entered your home. You couldn’t reject him, not even a bit. He was your addiction and you loved it. With his hand he yanked your head back “Tienes una cara muy bonita (you have such a pretty face).” he spoke to you feeling his other hand gripping your chin as you could see his eyes dilated. Shoving his lips against yours feeling his teeth dragging on your bottom lip as he pulled away. Biting your lower lip you look at him as he sends chills down your spine. “te necesito ( i need you)”  looking into the eyes of your chaotic lover.

Letting out a devilish laugh that matches a smile. “You need me sucia(hoe)?”. You nodded at him. “Well, then I have to give you what you want…. Let’s sin up the fucken place then. What does a sucia like you want first?” 

“Anything papí.” The moment you said this to him his lips latched onto your lips once more his hands began to travel up your shirt.

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txt with a mexican s/o

p: ot5 txt x mexican!reader g: fluff, bullet pointed head cannons w: written in spanglish notes — no soy mexicana , así q corríjame porfa ㅠㅠ request :: masterlist

SOOBIN

este conejito-

take him to the zoo y mira lo q hace: go straight to the bunnies

he's in his habitat jajaj

it would be so fun

peroo...

después de eso solo lo llamas conejito y no tiene ni idea

"conejito ven aquí!" cuando quiero un besito

or if you're tired y deprived of cuddles "conejitoo~"

you say it todos los días pero él todavía no sabe lo que significa

cuando el te preguntas, you'll be so surprised.. jaw para abajo y todo

"you didn't know..?"

"no :(" con la expression adorable

how could you not be absolutely in love cuando se ve así?

"conejito es un bunny" and you boop his nose afterwards

q lindo T0T

YEONJUN

he's so excited to meet your parents ><

you've been dating paraa... 2 años?

where it's not pushing "ey cásate conmigo" but you're still clingy and in love como las telenovelas

cuando llegues, he'll be smiling so wide :(

como el modismo "smiling ear to ear", he's doing just that

his teeth are shining through and it's so cutee

as soon as you step inside, your parents are attached to him

"ah sir-" "llámame papi" (o papa)

ai he's so happy afterwards, *especially* when the food comes out

ojalá q he doesn't get a stomachache from cuantos tamales que comio

he's smiling the entire time 😭😭

su amorcito

BEOMGYU

un mexicano at heart

si pones en un cuarto mid festival he'll fit right in

y sii, el no sabes NI español (save: hola y si)

pero if the times he's repeatedly yelling "sii!" whenever he's happy doesn't say enough that's he's trying

(or maybe that the chaos is so loud that even beomgyu puedes entenderlo)

then the fact that he's talking to your little cousins should prove it

"vas a casarte con yn?" (and yeah it's nosy.. but i mean can you blame them for asking? you two look way too cute together with your hand guiding him everywhere and smile being one he can easily find)

"i hope so."

TAEHYUN

he's always using pet names on you i'm heavy on thiss

"mi alma, what's wrong?" whenever you're crying

and he says it with such a soft tone q te recuerda a casa

his hands would come up to cup your cheeks softly, moving away your worries and your tears in one movement

he wouldn't kiss you just yet, as he wants permission

but you can see in his eyes, even without his lips against your face or lips how much he loves you

"mi amor.. you can tell me anything"

HE'S SO SWEET WITH IT (get me someone like taehyun if you can. please.

truly someone to court you just with two words. or one.

el es un magician

KAI

kai y amor joven >>>

lt's say you met… middle school? older or younger no se, es tu imaginación 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

anYWAYS

everybody is opening clubs in whatever year it is he's walking around with his overalls, his hair bouncing in each step because he's just so excited to promote robotics club

pero nadien really focuses on robotics… but he loves it a lot

y tu también, and when two people are the only two in a club.. 😻

jaja pero let's just say that the language barrier messed you up a lott so you only talked through code and making each other things through code

un corazón, por ejemple

y cuando you got separated and met again YEARSS later

you can finally show him the heart you never got to show him before and grow your budding love again

notes — i'm not sure if i'll make a full english vers. but lmk ^^