#rodolfo parra smut

[gothicflowers]

Anon: Which COD man do you think eats pussy just to relax you? Like if you had a shit day, they don’t care about their needs they just get on their knees?

anon, I love you. And there are three characters that come to mind.

ALEX KELLER JOHN PRICE RUDY PARRA

He made it home first. You didn’t have time to hang your coat before he had you pressed against the wall in a heated kiss. Hands roaming all over.

“I missed you today, work has horrible” you whined to him as he made his way down kissing your neck. A soft sigh left your tired lips. He picks you up, hands on your ass underneath your skirt carrying you to the bedroom.

“Oh I could tell from your messages” he mumbled as his lips attacked your chest. Sucking little love bites into you.

“I want you so bad but I’m exhausted” you replied as he sat you onto the bed. Eyes desperate for him as you slowly blink tiredly.

He smirks “Oh baby, I’m not expecting anything from you. Now lay back, relax and keep those pretty legs open for me” his rough hands pull you in closer to him as his tongue drags through your soaked folds.

[sprite-writes-fanfic]

CoD NSFW Headcanons || 🔞

Characters: John Price, John “Soap” MacTavish, Simon “Ghost” Riley, Alejandro Vargas, and Rodolfo “Rudy” Parra.

Word Count: 1210

Windbreaker & Dividers by: @cafekitsune 💙

CW: Minors and ageless blogs DNI!, please and thank you. Sorry for any grammar mistakes or if characters come off as OOC! General NSFW, smut, gender-neutral reader, shit gets kinky, these are kind of blurbs, I was thinking about these men and just kind of did a mind vomit of things I’d think they do, regardless I hope you enjoy <3. If I miss anything let me know! 🫶

John Price

• When I think of John, I think of him as a soft dom, but also as a brat tamer as well, depending on how you are. He is just a man who can do both, no problem, hell he’s thrilled he can do both.

• If you’re a good little thing, he’ll treat you so sweetly, gently rolling his hips into yours as he holds your hips still, grunting and groaning about how much he’s missed you while he makes some of the sweetest love to you, making you slowly come undone. He’s a lover when he wants to be, and he can be so sweet that you melt when he kisses you after he makes you cum.

• But if you’re acting particularly bratty, he has no issue with bending you over his knee and spanking your ass until it’s a bright shade of red, while you leak slickness/precum all over his leg, making a mess he wouldn’t mind making you clean up with your tongue. And right after, he will absolutely finger you for being so good.

• Price loves a few particular positions, but they all usually relate to one kink he has, and it’s his biggest one, breeding. This man is a family man, he will absolutely cream pie you to get you pregnant, that’s his usual intent, and even if you don’t have a vagina, he still loves cumming in your hole and making an absolute mess out of you.

• He absolutely LOVES to have you in missionary, his ABSOLUTE favorite position to have you in, doggie-style, mating press, reverse cowboy and spooning.

John “Soap” MacTavish

• Soap absolutely is the biggest munch of all time. He absolutely adores eating your pussy/dick, so much so, he does it as soon as he gets home after months of being away. You’ll run up to him to greet him, and suddenly you’re being thrown over his shoulder and heading to the bedroom, ready to get a taste of you.

• He also loves it when his partner throws his legs over their shoulders and sucks his dick, it drives him mad. As much as he gives, he loves to receive, and it makes him so hard to see his partner on their knees with his dick down their throat.

• Johnny also loves having sex in the middle of the night, somnophilia. If it’s him who started it or you, either way he loves having his cock buried deep inside your hole, pumping into you and filling you up with his seed.

• Now, Johnny is mostly a top, but he likes his moments where he’s getting pampered too, sometimes he’ll lay back and hold your thighs as you ride him. He gets very vocal with it too, guiding you and telling you what to do while he moans loudly, and he’s being loud on purpose. He thinks it’s funny when neighbors tell you off.

• And just to throw it in, he fucking loves being tied up too. Absolutely loves bondage, he loves being collared and leashed, gagged too. Whatever you wanna do he’s down. Tie him up on the bed and leave him there with a vibrator attached to him and he’ll be a whining mess covered in his cum the next time you walk in. Yes, he absolutely whines and whimpers.

Simon “Ghost” Riley

• Ghost is the fucking worst when he’s in bed with you. He’s really rough, though you obviously like it, you don’t like the fact he’s leaving you sore for a few days though, good luck walking.

• Being gentle is a little hard for him but if you’re not feeling the best, he’s able to manage. He can be gentle sometimes. But that’s the best you’re gonna get.

• That being said, he is a hard dom, he’s also into some kinky shit as well, you’ll need a safeword for sure. He’s into; Bondage, gagging, sensory play, spanking, praise-degradation, brat taming, edging, orgasm denial, and overstimulation.

• Likes taking pictures after, no he will not show it to anybody, but he will tease you with them on the occasion. Usually when you’re feeling bratty, he’ll pull up the pictures and be like, “I did this to you last time, I can do it again”.

• He had to learn but he ends up being amazing with aftercare, fixing you up a bath, cleaning you, massaging your sore body, cuddling and offering soft kisses, he’ll bring you food and water. Whatever you want he’ll get for you.

Alejandro Vargas

• Alejandro is another rough sex kind of guy, but he is nowhere near Ghost’s level of rough. He knows how to give the princess treatment to his partner.

• He is amazing with dirty talk, when you guys are going at it, his hands holding the back of your thighs up on either side of your head while he thrusts harshly into you, he’ll say something so dirty in Spanish that you can’t help but grow redder in the face and whine.

• Also loves recording your sessions each time so when he’s off and not at home with you, he can watch the video and jack off when he has the time.

• Absolutely loves to seduce you during video calls too, using his silver-tongue to persuade you to strip for him and touch yourself, and it always ends in you both mutually masturbating.

• Another thing he likes is angry sex. Angry sex can help him take out his frustrations, especially when you guys have a nasty fight, it helps you both take out the stress and by the end of it you guys are cuddling and apologizing. He also loves make up sex as well when sometimes fighting doesn’t lead to sex. The makeup sex is usually a lot more gentler and romantic, he’s whispering praises and sweet nothings to you, trying to make up for any mean things he said during a bad argument.

Rodolfo “Rudy” Parra

• When Rudy gets home, most of the time, all he’s thinking about is having his head between your legs and enjoying you. He is an absolute munch just like Johnny.

• He is an absolute sweetheart in bed, he generally enjoys worshiping you and your body while you two get dirty in bed. He doesn’t care who’s on top, he prefers to please his partner in any way they wish, so he’s a big switch.

• He does particularly enjoy being the bottom sometimes, especially when he’s the one being penetrated. Whether it be a penis or a strap, he absolutely loves lying back in bed while you’re so deep in him, hitting his g-spot and making him cum and make a mess all over himself and you.

• He’s quite vocal too, he always finds himself moaning about how good you feel around him or how good you feel in him. Calling out your name, calling you pet names and telling you how much he loves you and how he’s enjoying himself, he’s such a mess for you.

• When he’s at work and it’s hard to enjoy each other, there will be times when you tease him by sending him a video of you pleasing yourself and moaning his name. Though, he absolutely loves it, and when he gets alone time, he’ll send you videos of him masturbating, returning the favor and leaving you all hot and bothered.

Hope you guys enjoyed! Cya next time! 💙

I FORGOT TO ADD TAGS LMAO 😭😭😭 Thank god I caught that.

[blingblong55]

Luck charm-Rodolfo Parra NSFW

A/N: Is anyone taking Christmas asks? Because this is mine, that fat red man better have him under the tree

Based on a request:

Hi! How about Dad’s best friend request with Rudy? --- F!Reader, smut, MDNI, 18+, unprotected!sex, gentle!sex, age gap, oral!sex, some after care, dbf!Rudy ---

A/N: I know my baby boy loves gentle sex, can't tell me he doesn't, it's already written in my brain.

Rudy was introduced by your father at the age of 19, he was working on a mission and needed the help of your father. He was always invited to dinners, celebrations and now your welcome back party. After being away for some research, you saw him. More muscles, that charming smile of his, the voice, the same gentleman mannerisms and that stare he gave you. Now at age 24 and he at age 39, things can be looked at differently.

The little shoulder rub he gave you to persuade your dad or you into going on the late-night mountain drives, the smirk he had when you placed your hands on his chest after losing a game, the banter and the comments he made when you wore a certain dress to a date. Maybe that was his way of making sure you were ready to be his someday. Maybe he needed to, in some way, let your father know his little girl was in good hands.

When you hugged him, nothing but friendly, his hand slipped to your waist and it felt as if it belonged there. His cologne, the smell of tobacco and vanilla, what a delight. "Hola, mi amor," he always called you that. His love, ever since you could remember. After dinner, your parents went on their nightly walk, you and he stayed playing some game and then he placed his hand on your thigh. "You look beautiful, hope it's not for the boyfriend," signature smirk on. "What if it is?" Your brow raised, a playful smirk on. "What if I don't let him see you like this?" Voice smooth.

"What will you do about it then?" Your gaze on his and that's when he kissed you. You didn't hesitate, saw it coming. He brings his hands to your body, wrapping them like you already belonged to him. The kiss was intense, so much so, you began to unbutton his shirt off. "Are you sure, mi amor?" He whispers and you nod. "I'm sure, definitely sure." And with that answer, he kisses your neck. Lifts the skirt up and buries his hands deep in your thighs. "Rudy," your lips say.

"Shhh, mi amor. Lift your arms," his hand removing your shirt. Thick fingers undo the clasps of your bra. He smirks once it comes off. Tongue on your nipples, licking and kissing them. You moan and before you know it, his shirt comes off. Then you see it on his dog tags, the charm you gave him on his birthday all those years ago. He knows you saw it, knows it all too well. "Oh mi amor," he coos and kisses your forehead. "Anytime I wore it, I got out safe from all those dangerous missions." He brings it to your lips, "Kiss it, mi amor." And you do.

Before you know it, his lips kiss all down to your panties, moving them to the side and chuckling. "Look at you, already so wet for me," tongue lapping your cunt. He wants to drown in your juices. Your hands on his hair, pushsing him furhter in, he groans. A finger circling your tight pussy, fingers thrusting you open for him. One, two and now three fingers, pumping deep inside of you. You moan his name, only for him to reward it with more kisses to your cunt. Sucking and kissing it like it was his religion. Your body the temple which he worships.

Once he knew you were ready, his already hard cock plays with your entrance. Smack it a few times until you whimper and buck your hips. He bends and kisses your forehead, "Tell me you want it," he whispers. "I want it, I want you," Your lips and his connecting, his fat cock thrusting into your tight cunt. He moans, the pleasure of making you his and now is in you, what a paradise you created for a man of little faith. Your hands on him, hips held by your legs. His hand caresses your face whilst the other holds you close.

The sofa shook from the movements, his dog tags hanging from his neck with the charm. And then you kiss them again, and he kisses your forehead. "My luck charm," he plants kisses all over your face. You look up at him, eyes shut in a moment as his thrusts become animalistic, you getting rewarded in kisses and whispered sweet nothings. "Don't, please don't cry, mi amor," he kisses the tears that fall from your precious eyes. "You're so...b-big," you look at him, trying to take all of his size. "I know, mi amor, I know, but you can take it. You're a good girl, a strong one too," lips once more on yours, trying to distract the pain of his much larger size.

His thrusts soon are slow, "Can I cum inside of you?" he asks so softly. You nod and he smiles like he had the privilege of owning the heaven your cunt is. "R/N, mi amor~" he moans. Cum filling you full to the brim. Some spills out, he pulls out, your cunt aching and he sits on the sofa, pats his thigh and you go to sit with him. He holds the glass of water to your lips, "Drink mi amor, you must be so tired," he kisses your forehead. His calloused hands rubbing your back, "Oh, my niña, are you cold?" The blanket your mum always had around now covering you and him. He hums out a song, kissing your forehead every other second.

Luck charm, the girl he loved since he met her. The girl he moaned the name of, the same name he would fight hell for to come and have dinner with her parents for. The pink panties he stole that he smelt to wank off to. The girl who is now his religion, temple and cum slut.

A/N: what..I said he was gentle, not that he wasn't a pantie thief or a bit of a perv, anyway, he's my baby boy now

Tags: @bi-witch-bxtch @kit-kats06 @alxexhearts @sweatymusichideout @ghostslittlegf

[lilywastaken]

⇝ cowboy .

Rodolfo Parra x Fem!AFAB!Reader.

SUMMARY: You don't like Rudy's new hat.

WARNINGS: NSFW!! Some fluffy moments<3.

A/N: Based on this image here! Finally got it out 😭 I'm going to pass out now good night! (Please reblog and comment it helps a lot!!!) Also not proofread, that'll have to wait till tomorrow 😭.

WORD COUNT: 3.5k.

Translations are at the end!

Also on ao3 !

MASTERLIST.

"What. Is. That."

"¿No te gusta?" Rodolfo chuckled, pinching the rim of the hay and running the fingers along it, adjusting it over his head of curls, the contrast between the sombrero and the boxers he was currently sporting enough to make you laugh. "Era de mi papá. Found it looking through my mom's attic."

"Rudy…" you trailed off, sucking in air through your teeth as you watched him admire himself in the mirror, a goofy smile plastered on his face. "I think it's the underwear that's not doing it for me."

You meant that innocently, of course. Imagining him in his normal clothes with the hat was way more attractive than whatever was going on right now, but by the way he turned towards you with a sparkle in his eye and his hands resting on his hips right above the elastic band of said underwear, he'd clearly taken it the dirty way.

"Oh? So you'd rather me without them?"

Your face went warm, rolling your eyes and turning around in your shared bed, clicking your tongue in annoyance. "You know I didn't mean it like that. Take it off and come to bed."

"Aguafiestas." He grumbled, balancing the hat carefully on top of the full length mirror before adjusting his underwear, climbing back into bed per request and wrapping his arms around you instantaneously. "My father told me that mom took one look at him in that hat and fell head over heels for him!"

"Yeah? Well your father lied, Rudy. Go to sleep."

"Ay, cómo me hieres, mi vida."

A few weeks passed before you saw him wear the damned hat again. It hung on the mirror where he'd left it, and it didn't move until some of his family came over to his house to celebrate one of his niece's birthdays, since of course, uncle Rudy had the biggest house and was always willing to have his family come over.

You were very fond of his family, as were they towards you, so you had no problem with them celebrating at your place since it was always a whole lot of fun, and you could just snuggle with your husband on one of the chairs they put outside and sip on a beer while chatting away with his relatives.

And that's exactly what you were doing, sitting on Rudy's lap in one of the plastic chairs his brother had brought over, running your fingers through his hair while he worked on finishing his second beer and entertained his smallest nephew, who's current fixation was apparently cowboys. And as luck would have it, Rudy was one (well, a self proclaimed one, you doubted he and Alejandro actually did any horse riding or used lassos back at base.), and the small boy had immediately taken a liking to him after his father had redirected him towards you both, no doubt wanting to get some peace with his own wife.

"And you wear hats? Like the movies?" The boy spoke, waving his hands around his head to further his point, gasping as Rudy nodded and slapped a hand down onto your thigh, your immediate response being to hit him in the chest.

"Así es. Shoot guns, too."

"Woah!" The little boy had sparkles in his eyes, which only brightened when his grandma came over and placed a hand on Rudy's shoulder, gesturing towards the house.

"How about you go show him the hat? I'm sure your dad would like to see you wear it too."

"Dale, ahora vuelvo." He grinned, pressing a kiss to your cheek (you didn't miss the cheeky look in his eye) before sliding out from under you, rushing back inside.

"He told me you fell for his dad as soon as you saw the hat." You commented over to his mother, taking the almost empty beer Rudy had left and finishing it off.

She snorted, waving her hand at you dismissively. "Ay, no, he looked ridiculous in it. Just didn't have the heart to tell him."

You deadpanned at her, not believing your ears. "So why'd you give it to Rudy?" You whined, making her laugh.

"Thought I'd enjoy seeing you suffer a bit, mija."

You threw your head back in exasperation, hitting it against the hard plastic of the chair as soon as you saw Rudy return with the hat on, whistling and compliments erupting from everyone as he quite basically sauntered back over to you, lifting you up and taking back his rightful spot with you on his lap, an unamused look on your face.

After entertaining his nephew for a bit, he turned back to you, arms wrapped around your waist and a sweet smile on his lips, his hands stroking at the warm skin your clothes didn't cover. "Ay, come on, it can't be that bad."

Well… he wasn't wrong. Although it still clashed a bit with the clothes he was currently wearing, you couldn't lie that it didn't look horrible on him, at least it wasn't one of the Mariachi hats you'd seen hung up at his dad's house the last time you went over.

You raised a hand to cup his cheek, face growing warm as he immediately leaned into you, eyes fluttering closed and a soft sigh leaving him, relaxing under your touch.

"It's… not awful." You murmured, bringing his face closer so you could press a short kiss to the tip of his nose. "Mi vaquero."

He laughed, tilting his head up to kiss you properly, pulling back after a bit and smiling. "Eso es, tu vaquero."

You spent the remaining hours of the night like that, perched on his lap sharing short chaste kisses with him, only stopping for him to get another beer or when his father came over to slam his hand onto Rudy's back, laughing boastfully about how he told him the hat worked.

And you were horrified to say, at the end of the night, that his father wasn't wrong.

Watching him clean up and wash the dishes with the hat still on, shouldn't have been as attractive as it was.

Some of his family still loitered outside, and watching Rudy with his hands on his waist like his mother usually did telling his brothers to make sure to clean after themselves before leaving was definitely one of the highlights of your night, but you didn't mind.

After throwing away some empty bottles, you passed the guest bathroom, stopping in your tracks as you saw Rudy standing in front of the mirror, rubbing at his stubble with a concentrated look.

"Howdy, cowboy." You said in an overly western accent, getting a laugh out of him as he turned to look at you. "What happened to our bathroom upstairs?"

"Oh, one of the kids spilled their drink all over themselves, my sister's cleaning them up." He explained with a shrug, watching you carefully as you walked in and closed the door behind you, hopping up onto the counter and sending him a wide smile. "¿Qué?"

"Nothing." You reached out a hand to brush against his cheek, warmth pooling in your tummy as he instantly melted into your touch, running your fingers over the five o'clock shadow he'd been sporting for a while. "You know… The hat's actually doing it for me."

The way his whole face brightened could've been enough to rival every single star in the galaxy.

"¿En serio?"

"En serio." You repeated with a smile, watching him slowly make his way between your legs, his warm hands running down your exposed thighs and making their home there, cockiness oozing out of him.

"Hmm… I told you it worked. You should be glad you're the only woman I've worn it around…" He joked, leaning in to continue the kisses you'd both been sharing across the night, letting you wrap your arms around his neck to pull him closer.

"Like anyone else would love you and your dorky hat the way I do." You teased, pulling down at his hat from the back and giggling as he furrowed his brows and pursed his lips in mock anger.

"Hmph." He stopped moving, leaving you to be the one continuing the kisses, stopping in your tracks when you realised you were the only one putting effort into your little makeout session.

"What?" You laughed, knowing his anger wasn't serious. "Little cowboy can't handle the truth?"

The condescending giggle and the way you pulled down at the front of his hat so it would cover his eyes turned his fake anger into a simmering irritation, the grip he had on your thighs tightening.

His cheeks burned from beneath the hat, although he couldn't lie that the spot around his crotch wasn't growing tighter, your mocking tone making him want to do nothing more than to bend you over the counter and teach you a lesson. Despite how rarely he got into this state of mind where all he wanted was to fuck you as roughly as he could, when he did, the only goal in his mind was to get you to a point where the only thing coming out of your mouth was his name.

And now, he knew it was a tiny bit ridiculous getting this worked up over some teasing jokes, but from past experience, he knew you never complained when he got like this.

"Oh, c'mon. Are you crying?" You snickered, flicking the brim of his hat up so you could see his eyes, ready to crack and start giggling when you would inevitably see his own face struggling not to laugh, but you froze in your tracks when you saw the way his eyes had darkened.

Oh.

Oh.

A pleasurable shiver ran down your spine as you realised what you'd gotten into, dropping your hands down to his that were still perched on your thighs, taking them and directing them to grab onto your waist, freezing as he pulled them back away from you and grabbed onto your thighs once again, wrapping them around his waist and pulling your along.

"¿Te crees graciosa, mi amor?"

You kept your mouth closed, slowly hooking your feet behind his back to keep him close, shaking your head at him.

"Shy all of a sudden? What happened to that snarky mouth of yours?" He grumbled, one of his hands coming down to slap at the top of your thighs, near your ass. "Think we can find a better way to keep it occupied that isn't insulting your poor husband?"

You immediately nodded, giddiness filling your body as you watched him step back and start unbuckling his belt, taking that as the clue to jump off the counter and slide to your knees, shuffling towards him and sitting down on your heels expectantly, looking up at him through your eyelashes as he unzipped his fly.

"Cálmate."

Despite the angry façade he was trying to keep up, he couldn't help the smile that pulled at his lips as soon as he held his cock out in front of you, the awestruck look that you wore never failing to boost his ego and make him giddy.

"Venga. You can touch."

As soon as those words had left his mouth, you took him into your own, enjoying the slight salty taste he had from having sat outside in the sun for so long, arms coming up to grab at his jeans as you took him all the way down to the base, eyes rolling into the back of your head as his hand grabbed at the back of your head, pushing your face into the tuft of curls that adorned the base of his beautiful cock.

"Ay… Así es, mi amor… good girl …"

You moaned at his praise, sending vibrations right up his spine and making him throw his head back, the feeling of your mouth drooling around his cock always a beautiful sight.

You pulled back, resorting to giving yourself a quick break and peppering kisses all over him, taking a few moments to press a few to his balls, knowing he was extra sensitive down there, before going back to training your throat to take him once again. It wasn't like you'd never had him in your mouth before, hell, you'd spend all day between his legs if you could, but you were never fully able to get used to his massive size, always slightly struggling when giving him a blowjob and when taking him normally.

"Ay, que linda te ves…" He sighed, brushing some strands of your hair away from your eyes so he could gaze into them properly, thighs stuttering as you gagged around him, closing his eyes and taking a few deep breaths to regain his proper mindset. "Okay, come on… Dios, I need to fuck you so badly."

You seemed to have forgotten who'd been in charge a few moments back due to how his tone had changed back to his normal, sweet one that he used during soft sex, completely ignoring his request and continuing to slide his cock down your throat, fingers running over the sensitive base and massaging his balls.

He growled, throwing his head back and indulging you for a few more moments before finally grasping at your hair and forcibly pulling you back, looking down at your tear and drool stained face as you both regained your breath.

"I told you to stop. Can't listen to a single thing I say, huh? Let's see if you get this one, then. Arriba."

You immediately got up as he tugged at your hair upwards, not rough enough to hurt, but hard enough to convey the message.

He met you with a sloppy kiss, not even caring that you'd been sucking his dick mere moments ago, just needing to have your lips against his.

"Venga, venga." He murmured as he tried pulling away, but got too distracted on how pretty you sounded while he kissed you dumb, hands grabbing at your waistband so he could pull down your shorts while distracting you with his breathtaking kiss. "Up." He breathed out once your shorts were lying on the ground, raising your arms so he could easily tug your shirt off and wrench off your bra, hands immediately grabbing at your breasts, thumb and pointer finger pulling and tugging at your nipples until they were hard and sore.

"Oww, Rudy…" you whined against his lips, crying out as he grabbed you by the hair again and moved you both back to the counter, carefully yet still roughly bending you over and pushing your flushed face against the cool marble.

"Stay." He snapped, slapping at you ass when he saw you try to squirm, tugging at his cock a few more times with a few breathless moans before deeming himself ready enough, pushing aside your panties to reveal your sopping wet hole. "No mames… You're fucking soaking, mi vida…"

You whined in embarrassment, trying to move away from his burning gaze but only getting another slap to the ass instead.

"Ay, nothing to be embarrassed about…" He cooed, smiling at the loud moan that left your lips as soon as his cock pressed against your entrance. "Makes me feel real happy that you're this turned on because of me."

Without even letting you reply, he pushed right in, the sound that left you akin to a scream and muffling the moan that escaped him.

"Rudy!" You cried out, tears bordering your eyes as you pulsed around him, whimpering once his hands landed on your waist and he leaned down to kiss all over your back, rubbing his stubble against your skin with a snicker to watch you squirm.

"Yeah, it's me… Come on, you tell me…" He murmured between soft kisses, despite the bad guy stance he'd taken at the beginning still worried about your wellbeing and enjoyment during, waiting for you to adjust so he could pound into you.

After a few moments of deep breaths and getting used to his cock pressing deep against you (also enjoying the soft kisses he was peppering all over your skin), you let out a small whimper, grinding your ass back onto his cock and waiting for him to get the gist.

And when he did, oh, his hand landed over your tailbone, using that as leverage to pull out and slam back in, your body jolting at the sudden intrusion and the weird feeling of your tits rubbing against cold marble, the warm sensation your husband was causing down there contrasting with how cold your upper body felt when pressed to the cool counter.

"So, so good!!" You praised with a cry, one of his hands grabbing at your wrists and tugging the back, holding them together as he continued to slam in and out of you, the head of his cock almost always hitting that one spot he'd memorised by now, feeling every single ridge and vein rub against your insides in the best way possible. "So good, Rudy!!'

"Yeah? That good, mi vida?" He moaned out, rolling his hips to get deeper and to pull a crying mewl out of you, chuckling as he saw the drool dribbling down your mouth and onto the counter. "¿Tan solo empezamos y ya estás tontita?"

His knees pushed your legs further apart, giving him more space to ram his cock into and make you see stars, body shaking around his cock as you both got closer to the edge despite his initial remarks, the rough feeling of his cock battering your insides enough to get you both to your orgasms quicker than usual.

"'m- gonna-"

"Sí, ya sé. You can do it, amor… Cum for me, okay?" He whimpered, his free hand coming down to where you both connected to find your clit, rubbing his thumb against in the way he knew would drive you crazy, smiling sweetly as you looked over your shoulder to make eye contact with him, almost rolling your eyes out of exasperation when you saw the hat still sitting on his now dishevelled curls. "Still here."

Whether he was talking about the hat or himself, you didn't know.

Once the knot inside of you had snapped, and your walls had tightened around his cock, juices squirting around his cock and staining his crotch, he finally gave himself the liberty to cum, letting your wrists go and grabbing onto your ass, using it as leverage to quickly rutt into you, biting down onto his tongue as you made no move to stop him from cumming inside, heart rate spiking as he got more and more excited to finish inside, making eye contact with you once again while he was about to near his release only to see the dumbstruck smile that pulled at your lips, as if you were explicitly waiting for him to finish inside.

That was enough to have his eyes rolling back and his hips stuttering, pressing himself deep inside you and letting himself go, his seed filling you and almost immediately overflowing, your combined juices leaking out of you despite his cock acting like a plug.

"Got a bit excited there, huh?" You said through deep breaths, mentioning the way you'd seen him grin almost manically as he thought about cumming inside. "Degenerate."

"Cállate." He laughed, taking his own deep breath as he leaned over and pressed your lips together, hat sliding off his head and hitting your forehead. "Ay, perdón."

You slapped his hands away before he could take it, pushing him away and forcing him to pull out in the process, allowing you to finally turn around and sit down on the counter like you had before, taking the hat into your hands and placing it messily over your dishevelled hair.

"How'd I look?" You laughed, leaning your sweaty body against the mirror and closing your eyes out of exhaustion.

A beat.

"Rudy?"

Silence.

You cracked one eye open, jaw falling open as your eyes landed on his once again hard cock, unbelieving that he'd gotten turned on after such a session just by seeing you in his hat.

"Oh my god, Rudy. How are you-"

You both froze as the door to the upstairs bathroom opened, listening to his sister and her son talk all the way downstairs and disappear into the backyard, turning back to each other as soon as silence reigned again.

You squealed as he lunged towards you, grabbing at your plush thighs and letting yourself wrap around his body, arms and legs clinging onto him as he didn't even bother to grab at your discarded clothing, slamming the bathroom door open and loudly running upstairs with you in his arms, not wanting to accidentally flash anyone.

You laughed as you both landed on your shared bed, hat still somehow intact as he pulled it off you, putting it back on with a goofy grin.

"How about a second round, mi vida?"

¿No te gusta? — You don't like it?

Era de mi papá. — It was my dad's.

Aguafiestas. — Spoilsport.

Ay, cómo me hieres. — Oh, how you wound me.

Dale, ahora vuelvo. — Alright, I'll be right back.

¿En serio? — Seriously?

¿Te crees graciosa? — You think you're funny?

Cálmate. — Calm down.

Qué linda te ves. — You look so beautiful.

Arriba. — Up.

¿Tan solo empezamos y ya estás tontita? — We just started and you've already gone stupid?

[here-but-forgotten]

Alejandro “kneading your ass” Vargas and Rodolfo “playing with your pussy” Parra. Respectively.

[lxstfathier]

Cachorrita

Los Vaqueros x Reader

Headcanons

Summary: you got caught in the middle of the narco violence, losing everything. Thankfully, the vaqueros rescued you and decided to adopt you… as a pet.

Warnings: murder/trauma mentions, pet play, collaring, poly relationship (?), slight smut.

A/N: i can’t stop thinking about Ale and Rudy, they’re both so cute and boyfriend shaped and i love them very much 💗 so i got this silly idea in the middle of the night and decided to write it, don’t ask me what the hell is this, just enjoy it. And please remember that english is not my first language. Hope y’all like it :)

♡ Your parents were killed by el sin nombre, and you were kidnapped for a few days with the intention of human trafficking. Luckily, you were rescued by los vaqueros before you ended up being trafficked for real.

♡ It was nice to be free again, but everything you had ever know didn’t exist anymore. Not even your home. You had nowhere to go, and such a naive little girl like you would be an easy target in Las Almas… again. That’s why the vaqueros offered you to stay with them, in their base.

♡ You accepted immediately. They saved your life, and you would trust them with it.

♡ At first, it was weird to live among military men. Seeing them always with a serious look on their faces and yelling orders was quite scary, but soon you got used to it. You got along with everyone, and they all treated you in the nicest way possible, so it wasn’t as bad as you thought.

♡ They even gave you your own little room!

♡ Once you started to get more comfortable, you gained the confidence to get out of your room more often, exploring the base and helping around with the daily tasks, learning the basic things. And it wasn’t long until you grew closer to Alejandro and Rodolfo, following them around any time you could.

♡ Alejandro thinks of you as one of those stray dogs that Rudy used to bring into the base (in a cute way), that’s why they started calling you “Cachorrita”.

♡ You love the nickname, but you loved it even more when they actually started treating you as a puppy, making sure that you’re always happy and taken care of.

♡ One day, they surprise you with a pretty collar. It’s made from the softest and most finest leather, in your favorite color, and it also has a cute heart-shaped tag that says “Cachorrita” and “Propiedad de Los Vaqueros” in the back. Such a sweet gift. It made you teary. You hugged every single one of them as a thank you and then Alejandro put it around your neck <3

♡ It doesn’t matter if they’re all at the base, or just a few soldiers, you always go out to spend time with them. You keep them company, listen to anything they have to say, comfort them, or just snuggle on their lap while they play with your hair. They say often that you’re way better than a therapy dog, but you don’t really think so.

♡ One time you decided it would be a great idea to cook something for them, so you prepared chilaquiles con carne, and they all went insane, saying that it was delicious, better than the bland military food they were used to eat daily. So now you cook for them almost every day, remembering the recipes your mother taught you.

♡ Even though they all agreed to collar you, only Alejandro is allowed to put a leash on you. He doesn’t do it often, just when he has to do a lot of paperwork in his office, taking you with him to keep you at his feet for hours. “Good girl” he says petting your head while you rest your chin on his thigh. “Keep being obedient and i’ll give you a treat when i’m done”. If he gets stressed, he might use that pretty little mouth of yours.

♡ They won’t hesitate to spoil you. You want new clothes? Stuffed animals? Jewelry? The newest iphone? don’t even worry about it, Ale and Rudy will be buying it all for you.

♡ When they go away on missions, they always text you whenever they can, making sure that you’re fine without them. Rudy always gives you one of his credit cards, telling you to use it if you need something. But you have never used it, you have everything you need at the base.

♡ When they come back, the first thing you hear is Alejandro yelling “Dónde está nuestra cachorrita?”, and you’ll come out of your room as fast as you can, running to them to hug them tight, glad that they’re all safe and sound.

♡ Sometimes, when Alejandro or Rodolfo get horny (which is often), they come to you, and you spread your legs for them, happy to please them however they want. Rudy fucks you sweet and slow. Alejandro fucks you fast and rough. But you like it more when they both fuck you at the same time.

♡ When you get your period, they all treat you as if you were dying, giving you everything you want and need. Alejandro makes sure you have pain pills and a hot water bottle to put on your tummy, and Rudy goes to the store to get more pads and your favorite snacks.

♡ When you wake up in the middle of the night because of your constant nightmares, you sneak into Rudy’s room, getting in the bed with him and cuddling up in his chest. “Qué pasa, cachorrita? you got nightmares again?” he asks, half awake, and when you whisper a “si” he just holds you closer, hearing his heart beat until you fall asleep.

♡ They teach you how to use a gun, just in case. But you really hate it. Those things are heavy and loud and scary.

♡ Speaking of things you hate, you also don’t like going outside due to your trauma. But Alejandro and Rudy insist on taking you out at least once a week, going to the local market for some groceries, and you hold Ale’s hand as if your life depended on it, way too scared to let him go. But, if you behave well, they buy you ice cream on the way back.

♡ You’re not a brat, but sometimes you accidentally do something they don’t like. They’re the military after all, highly disciplined men, and you aren’t used to that. If you do something slightly disrespectful or don’t listen to orders, it will result on Rudy or Ale yanking you by the collar, planting a firm smack on your ass. “Don’t do that again, entendido?”.

♡ You love stealing Ale’s military jackets. They’re comfy, oversized and smell like him. But you didn’t expected him to get you your own jacket, embroidered with “cachorrita” on the front and a bright pink armband that says “emotional support”. And you love it, of course, but that doesn’t stop you from stealing his jackets again.

♡ You have an oral fixation, and Rudy thrives off it, letting you bite his arms, lick his neck or have a really messy and heated up kissing session (if he’s not busy). Sometimes he even lets you suck his fingers, but be careful with that one cuz he might want to give you something bigger to suck on.

♡ If any of Los Vaqueros gets hurt on a mission or training, you will take care of them just like they do with you, not leaving their side until they feel better. You can’t stand seeing any of your -new found- family in pain, makes you feel sad :(

♡ When your birthday comes, Alejandro and Rodolfo enter your room early at morning, singing las mañanitas and giving you the gift they got for you. It’s exciting, so you quickly open the box, eager to see what’s inside. Gasping when you finally admire the pretty set of fluffy ears, tail plug, and thigh high socks with paw print, all in your favorite color. “Why don’t you try it on for us, cachorrita?” Alejandro suggests, and you’re more than happy to do so, already feeling a tingle between your legs.

♡ You’re on birth control, obviously, but Rudy and Ale are already thinking about getting you off those stupid pills…

[fortunatelyuniquepeach]

Rudy who's got the hots for Alejandro's girl𓆩♡𓆪

Pairing: Alejandro x Rodolfo x fem!reader

cw/tags: masturbation, nsfw.

a/n: i'm aware this have many grammer mistakes and i apologize, but i'm too burned out to edit the whole thing. enjoy🫶🏼.

Rudy was actually quite surprised when Alejandro told him he's got a girl back home, usually he'd tell him the moment he likes someone but this time was too special for him he was scared it'd be ruined if he told anyone about. rudy doesn't take it to the heart knowing how dangerous it is to be open about relationships with their job.

When they are finally back home Alejandro can't wait to introduce his two favorite people to each other, he invites Rudy over for dinner that night.

Rudy doesn't think much about it ,this isn't his first time to meet someone that Alejandro's dating. usually it goes fine ,they talk a little, maybe share a few laughs and that's about it. If he's lucky he'd meet them again but with their job, dating can be really difficult to both rudy and Alejandro.

Rudy should be there anytime soon and unlikely of Alejandro, he's a little nervous this time. maybe it's because this is the first time it's actually serious and he'd die if things don't go well between his bestfriend and his sweet sweet girl. his sweet girl who's made sure everything is perfect, She's even prepared what Alejandro has told her is Rudy's favorite meal, hoping she can bribe him into liking her with doing so.

Hearing the doorbell's ringing, she anxiously rubs her hand down her pretty sundress, the one Alejandro told her to put on telling her "With how beautiful you look in that he'll like you in no time princesa". Alejandro finally opens the door as she stands behind him, waiting for the childhood bestfriends to be done with greeting each other so she can finally say hi.

Rudy's eyes widen at the sight before him ,the pretties girl he's ever seen in an even prettier dress. "this fucking jerk" rudy thinks. Alejandro's must be behind this knowing he's got a thing for sundress. He's always done this, used his partners to mess with him as a joke, at least that's what Rudy thinks it is.

"hi rudy", it's all too much for him, the angelic voice, the innocent eyes, the sweetest fucking smile and her perfect body wrapped in a dress he thinks he'll remember forever. He has to pull himself out of his thoughts to say hi back, he tries to sound as normal as possible but the giggles she lets out at his nervousness really don't help.

Alejandro watches as he tries to hide his smirk, not wanting his princess to catch him being a dirty boyfriend who enjoys his bestfriend eating his girl with his eyes and how his cheeks warm up even more every time she speaks to him. He even enjoys the way Rudy has to pull his shirt down to hide his erection, he looks at him when he does this, and Rudy feels like he could die.

the rest of the night goes as normal as it could, Alejandro's princesa being the sweetest host ever, Rudy being a terrible friend letting it all get him hard as a rock, and Alejandro letting him know he knows.

He almost knows Rudy is going to drive lousily on his way home, distracted by the thoughts of those soft, glossy lips and those soft looking thighs, he might even forget to lock his front door just trying to get to his bedroom as quick as he can. He knows that'll he fist his cock in frustration to the thought of his girlfriend, unable to lower his moans, whimpering and whining as he'd imagine her much smaller hands stroking him up and down, and thrusting against his bed needing the smallest amount of friction to cum, and he will. Harder than ever.

And as he finally comes down from his high ,the guilt starts eating at him. His thoughts are about to eat him alive telling him what a terrible terrible man he is only to be interrupted by the sound of a ringtone of an incoming text from his phone.

"we really enjoyed having you over tonight, hermano. Same time next weekend?"

[soapisahimbo]

NSFW ABC - Rodolfo Parra Edition

Finally! I'll be honest with you, this man has been quite the challenge to write about, mostly because it's been difficult to pin his personality and whatnot. But! I'm hoping I got it at least somewhat right and that you'll enjoy this one!

Contains heavy smut elements, so minors stay away!

I'm going to try my best to make sure that it won't be as long until I get your requests out, because I don't like keeping you waiting!

warnings: senseless smut, detailed descriptions, hinted at female anatomy, Rodolfo is a fucking sweetheart

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex):

He's a real sweetheart, placing kisses over every part of you that he can reach, running his hands over the parts that he can't. He mumbles sweet nothings into your skin, some in English, some in Spanish, and this is one of the few times he'll be this verbal about his affection to you. Not that he never is usually, but he's a bit more relaxed and daring with his choice in words when you lay down with him like this. "So beautiful, so soft... warm... I can never get enough of you, querida, I want more..."

Once he breaks out of his reverie, he checks if you're ok. He's not very rough in bed, but he is strong and he can get pretty intense in the heat of the moment and can leave a few marks behind if he loses himself enough in the parts of you that he pays extra close attention to. He's never hurt you before, but he wants you to enjoy being with him. He wants to know if there's anything particular that you did or didn't like, so he knows to do more or less of it in the future. He asks you if you want to get in the shower. If you're a bit weak in the legs, he's quick to help you out. He might feel bad about it, but if you reassure him and tell him that you don't mind, he'll be vastly more confident; maybe even a bit cheeky.

He may be gentle and reserved, but he's certainly not lacking in passion. Can't keep his hands and mouth off of you, kisses deeply and touches eagerly. Insists that he should be the one to clean you off just so he can touch you more, but he's even more happy to oblige if you do the same just to get touched by you.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s):

Listen, he knows what his body looks like - he sees it in the mirror every day. But he is not vain, even in the slightest. He's aware that people might find his body attractive, but he's not the type to get cocky. He keeps himself in good shape because he feels it's necessary, but he's not as interested in flaunting his "assets" as some of his teammates might be. They have teased him about this more times than he can count, calling him things like the "shy maiden" of Los Vaqueros, but there's usually at least one or two people that remind them that he can easily take all of them out if he so wanted and that's all it takes to shut their mouths for a good while.

With that said, he has his own personal appreciation for his chest and arms. Not necessarily because of the way they look, but because he likes the way you can rest your head on his chest, and the way he can wrap his arms tightly around you (not to mention the way you place your hands on his pecs when you ride him, or the way he can hold you in place when he takes you).

He actually has a special weakness for the same parts on you, for the same reasons too. He just takes great enjoyment in laying his head down on your chest, thinks it's the best place to rest and even jokingly claims that he doesn't regain nearly as much energy if he rests somewhere else. Melts a little bit every time you hug him from behind and wishes that you'd never let go.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically):

He's not the type to say this out loud, but seeing the strings of his cum on your skin? His heart is pounding in his ears just thinking about it. On your stomach or the small of your back, over your thighs - it's not like he covers you all over, but the sight of it taps into something feral that he barely even knew he had in him. It makes him feel hot and it makes him want to do far more salacious things to you, but he's not quite sure what that would entail or how to make them reality. He holds back, but he has a dirtier mind than he might let on, or is even aware of. Perhaps with a bit of guidance...

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs):

Rodolfo has always been a highly respectful man. He maintains eye contact, keeps his hands to himself, stays at a respectable distance when he speaks to someone he's not intimate with, and he was determined to stick to this, no matter how weak in the knees he was for you. He was sure you weren't doing it on purpose, but those clothes you wore that night certainly... accentuated some parts of you that he hadn't paid much attention to earlier (or at least tried not to). You two were good friends, so giving him hugs, leaning onto him, just standing close to him in general was not strange to either of you, but even if he always had been a bit infatuated with you, he never made any moves that could be considered inappropriate. But with the way you looked and the alcohol in his blood, hugging you felt different when he was suddenly so aware of your body. And he could tell that the other men were too. He's not typically jealous, but he felt a certain heat in his chest when he saw them try to approach you, licking their lips and undressing you with their eyes. But the night was not in their favour - you preferred his company over theirs and when you had had one too many drinks, he offered you to crash at his place. He didn't have any single ulterior motive with this, he just wanted to make sure you were safe.

Once at his place, he said that he'd ready the guest room for you, but you asked him very sweetly if you could maybe sleep with him in his bed tonight. Not knowing how to turn you down, he dumbfoundedly agreed and took you to his room. Once you were tucked in next to him, wearing a pair of his shorts and a t-shirt that he let you borrow, he tried to relax and fall asleep, but he was alarmingly aware of your body pressing up against him. He couldn't help himself. He blamed it on the alcohol clouding his judgment, but he couldn't go to sleep like this. Once he was sure you were asleep, he snuck out of bed and into the bathroom, stepping into the shower where he pulled his sweats down, wrapped his hand around his cock and jerked off to the thought of you.

He tried to keep his mind off of it the following day, but it was difficult. By the next time he invited you over, he'd had some time to think about your friendship and his feelings towards you, and while he's still not 100% sure about the order of events that had him end up on top of you, he really couldn't resist you anymore - especially not when you undressed that way for him.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?):

He's no virgin and he definitely knows his way around the bedroom, but he's not interested in one-night-stands or any friends-with-benefits-type deal. He's a very monogamous man, wants to be close only to someone who he's in a dedicated relationship with. He might not exactly have been with plenty of women, but he pays close attention to the one he's with and is almost freakishly good at finding those exact spots to make your mind melt.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying):

Any position where he can feel your body right up against his. He's the type to hold you almost overwhelmingly close, but you like it - you can't tell where you end and he starts. The entire expanse of his chest against your own or against your back, his legs wrapped up in yours, fingers entwined, arms pinned. He likes it if you or he can sit straight up so he can get a good view of you, but he's always drawn to that "the closest we can physically get is still not close enough" kind of position.

If you feel a bit daring and can withstand those big, dark puppy eyes of his, you can definitely use this against him. Gently urge him to let you take care of him, tell him to keep his hands to himself - no need to restrain him - and watch him crumble underneath you. Once again, he never says this out loud, never dares to actually ask for it, but fuck, he loves it.

He doesn't stray far from this all that often, but he's also surprisingly into holding you up against the wall, which definitely caught you by surprise when you found out. Doesn't happen very often, but you're certainly not complaining when it does.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.):

He doesn't exactly make a lot of jokes, but he says things that make you chuckle, and then that will make him chuckle, and then the two of you are just a pair of giggly messes making each other come apart in just pure joy and pleasure. He sometimes says incredibly sweet things that'll have you giggle like a school girl talking to her biggest crush and he just loves making you laugh out of love.

Of course, he can be quite playful and both of you have had each other in stitches, but it's usually because of something unpredictable and out of your control that you can't really do much else about other than laugh. Once it was a very loud pair of cats fighting out on the street just outside your home, another time it was Rudy bumping his head into the wall above you, and another time your neighbour sneezed really loudly and it startled both of you into an absolute fit. So while Rudy might not be the biggest jokester, he doesn't mind a good laugh.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.):

He doesn't actually have much of a happy trail - it sticks up maybe an inch above the hem of his boxers - but there's a rather thick and curly patch of hair down there. It's not very unruly though and it doesn't really spread out all that much. It's surprisingly soft and luscious, actually. He doesn't need to do much in terms of trimming, but he'll do a sweep with the trimmer for the sake of comfort every now and then, especially during the warmer months.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect):

Oh, he's all over this. He's practically bursting with love and warmth when he holds you close in literally any way he can, regardless of if it's when you're naked in bed with him, or in your pajamas, fully swaddled with blankets and sitting in front of the TV, watching bad soap operas. Intimacy is a big deal for him and he takes it very seriously. Hell, nudity never needs to lead to sex, it's just another way for him to feel you.

He's oh so sweet and very gentle with his affection for you and just wants to spend as much time as he can with you, without being overbearing of course. Doing domestic tasks together, taking naps, hushed conversations in the middle of the night - he's all about that.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon):

It shames him a bit when he does it; it feels like it's something he shouldn't be doing, so he tries to steer clear of it. But since the two of you got together, it's become way more challenging than it ever was before, and you've sort of relieved some of his previous qualms about it. He doesn't want to do it if you're nearby because it feels like he's going behind your back, but sometimes when far away from you, he might not be able to help himself.

However the thought of someone catching him in the act is absolutely mortifying, especially if it happened to be Alejandro, so even if he wants to, he might not actually go through with it.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks):

He is not a very kinky man, but mostly because he hasn't really explored all that much. He might not be fully aware of what he likes or really wants to do until he finds the right outlet for it, but if you encourage him to try more things out, he'll probably find that he enjoys things like edging, soft bondage, blindfolds and temperature play. He might have a bit of an affinity for biting. When trying out new things, you might need to show him how you'd do it to him first before he feels comfortable trying it on you, but he's a quick learner and he easily picks up on your cues, finding just the right trick to please both of you.

As mentioned before, he has a dirtier mind than one might think, perhaps dirtier than he himself thinks. The more you encourage him and boost his confidence, the more daring he'll get and the more he'll initiate and come up with his own things he might want to try. You might be surprised when he suggests something along the lines of shibari - he won't do anything extreme and doesn't feel any desire to do any form of suspension, but there's something about the intricacy and intimacy of it that he enjoys.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do):

Bed and couch. He mostly wants to lay down with you during sex, but he does like having you up against the wall - when that happens though, it's usually in the hallway when neither of you have the patience to wait any longer. He feels that the shower is too risky - too slippery - so if the two of you get frisky in there, he usually prefers that you move it into the bedroom. Never wants to have sex outside the home though - the thought of getting caught makes him very uncomfortable.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going):

You. Just you in general. The way you look, the way you move, the way you smell, the way you feel, all of it. He's weak in the knees for you in both the most domestic, loving way and the most lusty, sexual way. He often mirrors you and he's very attuned to you - if you flirt, he flirts; if you're down, he's down. He matches your intention and your energy, so he moves the way you do, looks at you the way you look at him, feels you the way you feel him. It's like an intricate dance that only you two know the choreography of.

While not the jealous or possessive type, there is something in him that feeds off of the fact that others want you but you're his. All these men looking your way, vying for your attention, and he's the one that has it. He's always a bit more intense in these moments, and these are usually the times when you barely make it further than the hallway.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs):

Don't ever - don't you ever! - suggest any form of impact play or choking or anything of the sort! Not for yourself, not for him, that's just nowhere near his list of things he'd want to do to or with you. Sex can be intense and heated and passionate, definitely, but violent? Never.

Gags also, he wants to hear you and he wants to be able to tell you how much he loves you. He's a softie at heart, all right? He just wants to love on you.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.):

He never asks for it. He reassures you that you don't have to if you don't want to when you ask if you can go down on him, but if you insist, if you tell him that you really want to, he'll take a deep breath before giving you a dazed nod and mumbling out a gentle, "yeah, ok".

He strokes your hair, your cheeks, has a hard time looking at you because it just looks so lewd and you're so sexy and it feels so fucking good. He might moan out some jumbled combination of your name, to slow down or to go faster, how good you are to him, how close he is and so on. He doesn't do anything to control your pace until he gets really close, which is when he grabs your head. He does try to be gentle about fucking your mouth, but he has a tendency to get lost in the sensation and might shove his dick further down your throat than he intended. It's worth it when he cums though, because he heaves forward, leaning over you and moaning into the crown of your hair, while his thighs shake and quiver until he finally comes down from the high of it. He apologizes if he's been too rough, but you tell him not to worry. But regardless of if he returns the favour right away or he goes down on you some other time, he keeps this in mind and uses any chance he can get to make it up to you.

Let him make it up to you, please. Even if he's pushing you a bit farther than you think you might be able to take. He takes going down on you very seriously. He won't allow himself to get distracted by anything (Alejandro called once while he was going down on you and you're pretty sure that's the only time Rudy has ever told you "he can wait") - he wants to give all his attention to you. He holds a strong and firm grip on your hips and thighs, making it near impossible for you to move, licking and sucking and kissing for what might feel like an eternity, coaxing out a number of orgasms in such a succession that it might just be one very extended one. He loses himself in it, too, and he doesn't seem to have any problem looking at you now. His eyes glazed over, heavy-lidded and deep and this time you might be the one who has to look away.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.):

He's a slow and heavy one, holding you tightly and grinding his hips into yours. He keeps this pace very steady and doesn't really change it unless you ask him to or he's getting close. He's had his moments where he goes quicker and rougher, mostly out of pure impatience and desperation for you, but he prefers to keep it slow and deep if he can.

If you want him to go faster, he'll do his best to hold out as long as he can, but if you're in charge and maybe ride him, he might ask you to slow down, just because you feel so good and he wants to make it last.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.):

He's not a big fan, to be honest. He might try to go for it a few times, but he finds that it's not nearly as satisfactory as actually spending a much more extended amount of time with you, and once he's started, it's hard for him to stop. He once tried to go for a quickie in the bathroom once, bending you over the sink, but those five minutes that he asked for at the start just kept going and going and going and going... he apologized several times during the deed, but he just couldn't bring himself to stop, and you honestly didn't really mind it.

You did, however, take any chance you got to make fun of him for it. He's usually a very disciplined and strong-willed individual, but that just seems to melt away when he's with you.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.):

If there's ever anything he'd want to experiment with, he's doing it very cautiously. Remember the temperature play and shibari? He won't touch upon it unless he's read pretty much every article and every tip and every cautionary tale he can find on it. And once he's done that and gathered up the courage for it, he'll talk to you about it in great detail, with flushed cheeks and all, because he wants to know how you feel about it, and if you agree to try it, he'll go at it with baby steps - a little at a time. He takes it upon himself to prepare for everything that can go wrong and explains his steps to you as he's doing them. You might need to tell him to relax a bit, not to worry so much. It's good that he's prepared, but sometimes he needs a reminder to get out of his head and actually enjoy the moment.

With all that said, he won't ever try anything that he thinks might cause either one of you actual harm or put you at risk. He's not an adrenaline junkie, and he personally finds the sex to be mindblowing enough as it is, so he doesn't see any reason to do anything too wild.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?):

If he was a much more prideful person, he'd definitely be the type to brag about how long he can hold out. But he isn't, so he doesn't, even if you've told him several times that you're impressed with his stamina. He can go for 3 rounds, easily, mainly because he paces himself and has a strangely effective recovery. He has a hard time stopping, he always wants a little bit more, but even he reaches his limit at some point. It of course depends on how long you can go for - it's no longer any fun if you're not into it.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?):

He has never really thought about toys, at least not for himself. If he ever came across any of your toys, it would be purely accidental and it might actually take him a moment to realize what he's looking at before blushing profusely and then trying his absolute best to pretend he never saw anything. He won't tell you what he found unless you catch him in the act, or you notice that he's acting strange and convince him to tell you. If you manage to get it out of him, you'll need to reassure him that you're not angry with him, because he's convinced that you'll be outraged if you find this out.

If you tell him that you use them when he's away and you miss him, you'll practically hear his heart race. Couple that with a sultry, "I can't make myself feel as good as you do" and he might snap.

He never considers using them during sex, not out of shame or any sort of qualm towards it, but because he feels like that's your own thing and it's not for him to meddle with, so if you want to use them with him, you'll need to convince him. Be careful though, because once he reaches a certain amount of confidence, he'll really give you a run for your money.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease):

He's not at all a teaser, at least not on purpose. He can get a bit distracted, rubbing and kissing spots just because he enjoys it and you have to redirect him because he's actually driving you insane without realizing it.

He gets a bit uncomfortable if you tease him outside the comfort of your home, so keep it within the walls. If you tease him at times where he can't instantly get to you, better brace yourself, because once he is able to reach you, he won't let go for a good while.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.):

Not very loud, but quite vocal. He sticks to moans and sighs and whispers, keeping his mouth close to your ears so that you can hear him, or to your skin so that he can kiss you. His words might get jumbled up, but he's not the type to ramble even when overwhelmed. He's terrible at staying quiet though, which is just one of the reasons he doesn't want to have sex if not in a room with a lockable door and thick enough walls.

He might actually surprise you with some of the things he says to you in the heat of the moment - it's like he loses his filter, even if it's just for a moment. He barely remembers it if you question him about it after the fact and honestly surprises himself with some of the dirtier things he's said to you. One of the tamer things he's said has been "I wanna fuck you until we pass out, baby," and you remember feeling surprised at hearing that come from him as it sent you over the edge.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character):

You sat in bed reading a book, leaning back against Rodolfo's chest, with his arms around you. You were reading it aloud as he basked in your warmth, placing gentle kisses against your hair every now and then as just a tiny little sign of love. But as time went on, the warmth began to shift to something else, something that had his heart beat just a little bit faster, and he couldn't even tell what it was that did it. But his hands began to trail down over your hips, and he could tell by the way your voice fell for just a moment that you could tell what he was doing. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, his fingers tugging just a little bit at the hem of your underwear and you did your best to continue reading.

His fingers trailed just a little bit further down and you paused for a moment to gather yourself. "Rudy, what-?"

"I'm sorry, can I just..." He didn't finish his question before he slipped into your underwear and he began to work his hand between your legs. "Just... just keep reading, baby..."

His other hand snuck up under you shirt and to your chest where his fingers found one of your nipples. "Rudy, how am I supposed to-"

"Keep reading, please?"

You leaned your head back to try and get yourself together and you felt him moan silently against your neck. You took a deep breath, then focused back on the book and began to read again, albeit shakily. You don't know what got into him, but he was panting against your skin as if you were pleasuring him, and he kept asking you to keep reading even after you came. After the third time though, you threw the book away and begged him to just fuck you already. This seemed to snap him out of it and he finally took his clothes off, letting you get on top and sit down fully on his length.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes):

6-ish inches, give or take if he's hard or soft. It has a little bend to it and is a bit thicker than others, but not too much. The head of it is a little thicker than the rest, but it only seems to work in his favour.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?):

He's not an overtly sexual type of person, but you do things to him that he just can't resist, so it's safe to say that he wants you as much and as often as you want him. If he's in the mood, he'll approach you carefully and patiently, never expecting you to do anything you don't want to, but you find that his touches and kisses always work to warm you up (just as yours do for him). How high his sex drive is can vary from day to day, week to week, but he's still very affectionate and intimate on the days when it's low.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards):

It might actually take a while for him to fall asleep afterwards. He likes to talk to you, sometimes about how much he enjoyed it, sometimes about how much he loves you, sometimes about plans or things he'd want to do, and he might talk for a good hour or so. If you're sleepy though, he'll let you sleep. He'll watch you for little while, taking in the sight of you before getting comfortable and falling asleep with you in his arms.

[v1rus-l0v3s-c0d]

Rudy is so god Damm cute

[gothicflowers]

Something something Rudy being domestic with reader and being so in sync and at peace at home with them (because that man deserves a break) and fucking them all nice and slow something something? 🫶

Domestic!Rudy Parra x GN!Reader

MDNI (+18)

This man leaves his work at work. When he’s home he’s just a man, not a soldier. Unless his fellow soldiers have been invited into your home you don’t know anyone he works with. It’s not that Rudy is crazy protective, he just likes to keep his domestic life private and secure.

Rudy is the type to host Sundays barbecue after church. The man can cook. You’re usually making the side dishes while he cooks the meat. He already has your ingredients set out for you because he knows you get frustrated going back to the fridge because you still forgot to grab something out the last time you did.

When you’ve had a hard day he always picks up your favorite flowers on his way home. And when he knows you just need to decompress and have some alone time he draws you a bath, with candles and bath salts of course.

When he’s had a rough day you make his favorite comfort food. It takes him back to being a kid at his grandmothers house, peaceful. And he tends to get a stiff back, he never mentions it but you can recognize it just in his posture. Your back massages are the only reason he can walk around some days.

He likes going grocery shopping with you. He likes pushing the cart, he’s not very good at it considering he’s nocked over three displays and ran over your foot twice.

He isn’t one for teenage like gestures of love. His hand on your lower back when he introduces you. You two don’t hold hands when walking, you link arms. He likes having you close in a more intimate way that still feels comfortable and classy.

He watched to many romance movies as a teenager and became a hopeless romantic. You wanted a wildflower garden with a fountain and a small gazebo. This man made it happen. At a restaurant? He’s pulling the chair out for you. You didn’t check the weather? Don’t worry he made sure to bring an umbrella because he knows you spent almost a hour doing your hair. You like that expensive necklace? He’s been saving money to get it for you.

You never fail to amaze him. He’s been working long hours so he hasn’t had time to change the oil in his truck, you did it while he was napping. He wanted a locking firearms cabinet built into a wall, after watching a few YouTube videos you made one. He tends to forget to eat, you pack him a lunch and snacks.

He loves brushing your hair. Theres something so intimate about it that makes his mind calm. He loves kissing your neck afterwards.

He hate quickies. Rudy needs time just to admire you. He will spend hours between your thighs just watching you come undone. He is the perfect mixture of passionate and rough. Every thrust has intention behind it. Rudy likes to stop and making out while still inside.

He will have you choking on your own words as he calls your pretty names while fucking you in front of a mirror. Oh and the sweet sounds he makes when you go down on him…

He doesn’t get super into kinky names like daddy or sir, but doesn’t mind it. But you saying Rodolfo drives him fucking crazy.

He definitely has a breeding kink regardless of your gender. The thought of you loving him so much to bring life into this world with him sends shivers down his spine. Again, he’s a romantic.

If you two have kids he proudly smiles for family photos. Look at all the love he has! His pride and joy is his family.

And if you two decide against kids he proudly smiles for family photos with your three dogs. Look at all the love he has! His pride and joy is his family.

[homicidal-slvt]

I neeed some Rudy smut! I’m so ridiculously feral for him and he doesn’t get the love he deserves. Fem or GN reader please. I don’t really see him being the soft, gentle type like most people do but it’s completely up to you! Maybe the readers being a brat or perhaps the reader is so, so needy and they seek him out and he makes them beg. But again, anything you write I will gobble it up like a rabid wolf.

"Hold Still"

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Rodolfo Parra x F!Reader

Civilian|Y/N

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Warnings: Smut, Orgasm Denial, Mean!Rudy, Degradation

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You struggled and squirmed as he held the vibrator to you, your wrists restrained above your head by his belt.

He denied your orgasm yet again pulling it away from you just as you got so close and he fucking smiled at you as he did so, a glint in his eyes that he only ever got in the bedroom.

"Rudy- Rudy please I'm sorry I..."

"I told you to hold still, tesoro."

He practically purred out the term of endearment, the tone sickeningly sweet as he punished you over and over.

"Couldn't keep your hands to yourself while I was busy today could you? So so needy? Walking around in nothing but underwear and a t-shirt just to mess with me."

"Rudy-"

"Shhh... I'm just giving my little slut exactly what she was hoping for. My undivided attention."

Your jaw clenched shut as he pressed the vibrator to you again, trying so hard to just hold still like he asked because otherwise you would be edged yet again.

Who knows how long this game could go on for.

He loves making you squirm and yet is punishing you for it, aiming to make you as desperate as possible.

What a sweet yet wicked man.

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{Sorry it's a bit short.}

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{More Content}

[blingblong55]

Sweat- Rodolfo Parra NSFW

Based on a request:

Desperate for some Rudy smut! My baby doesn’t get enough attention.

F!Reader, smut, 18+, MDNI, P-in-V, unprotected sex

It was midnight when he and you awake, he in the kitchen and you in the room. You were looking back at the videos you and him had created the night before, your moans playing over and over the speakers of your phone. You felt the sudden urge to go and mess with Rudy. Your steps are silent as you approach him from behind, kisses on his neck, your arms wrapped around his waist. "Hm, missed me that much, cariño?" he smiles and leans back, letting you kiss him more. You nod and smile, "So much, Rudy, I need you." Your voice is low and seductive.

He chuckles and then lets out a small gasp as he feels your hands wander his trousers. "You are not so innocent, R/N," he whispers, the grip he had on the pan he was using becoming weaker. You find your way to his boxers and you begin to slowly tease his length. He let out a soft moan, wanting to turn around and kiss you but you won't budge. You begin to stroke his every needy dick, he smiles and moans. He leans further back into you, and you kiss and nibble on his neck. He moans and smiles, the pleasure you always made him feel being greater than anything. He turns the stove off, and you continue to stroke his dick, making him more and more desperate for you to be a little rougher with it.

Needs that release now more than ever. He turns around and carries you, your hips around his waist. He begins to kiss your lips, savouring heaven as if it was the first time. He lays you on the bed, kissing your neck and trailing to your chest, like a madman he removes your shirt and shorts. The nightwear on the floor, he smiles and opens your legs, looking at you before placing himself in you. You nod, giving him consent.

You both gasp as he begins to thrust into you, moans and whimpers echo around the room. As they become more aggresive and passionate, the more you hold onto him. His kisses so wet and playful. "Rudy, fuck…i…so close." your head thrown back, his size making you get closer and closer to your orgasm. You can't create complete sentences as he melts your brain away. Your body and his, fitting perfectly together. His forehead against yours, sweat dripping down from both of you. Your legs wrapped to his sides, his hand on the back of your head while the other holds your hips.

You moan loudly and lean in and as you were unable to kiss him, you bite his lower lip. He groans as he gets more desperate for his release. A knot is formed in your stomach, your orgasm getting closer by the second, your head thrown back into the pillow. He groans louder, raspier and more desperate for his own release. Your eyes to him, watching as he rams his hips between your thighs. Your hands grip his arms, back arched as you cum. Your loud moans turn to whimpers when he doesn't stop thrusting into you. "Rudyyy…fuck…please…i can't..you don't know what you are doing to me!" you became sensitive as his fingers abused your clit.

He chuckles and leans back, his hand gripping your hips the second his cock began to ooze out his warm and thick seed inside of you. "Oh fuck oh fuck…" he moans and looks at you, a grin on him as he pulls out and watches his seed leak from you.

"Cariño, look at that beautiful," he leans in and plants a intimate and passionate kiss on your lips.

[here-but-forgotten]

Rudy brain rot…

content notes: kind of pathetic and weird rudy.

Rodolfo would notice you getting stressed out and overwhelmed and invite you to his home so you can decompress without having to go to a bar but the entire time he’s touching your lower back and ass and brushing past your tits until you’re asking him to help you because he got you horny and he’s playing with your pussy and teasing and making you cum over and over again until he feels like you’ll want to stay the night.

He’s got you on his couch, holding you against him because he insisted that it would make you feel better, he’s got one of your legs slung over his lap so your pussy Is pressed against his thigh, he’s got a hand on your thigh keeping you in place.

He’s got the pads of his fingers on your inner thigh, massaging the soft skin, readjusting every so often to get closer to your crotch. He’s got his cologne on that he knows you like on him. He’s got your panties soaked while he asks about your day.

He’s planned out the back up plans, too. He knows how to get you to lean into him and let him take care of you. He has vibrators Incase you don’t want him directly touching you. He’s got blindfolds if you want to imagine it’s someone else. He’s got gags if you just want to use him like a toy.

But it almost breaks him when you want him to touch you, but it doesn’t. Because he planned for that too.

Rodolfo planned on teasing your pussy, running his fingers up and down your outer lips til you’re squirming, just to circle your clit a little too aggressively so you buck, all so he can hold you down. He planned on making you ride his thigh, panties put in his pocket and letting you rub against the denim of his jeans. He planned on using that vibrator that connects to his phone and edging you until you’re a begging pathetic mess.

And Rudy is going to let your poor pussy stay tingling and sensitive until you paw at his crotch, until he’s able to pull out his pretty cock and let you stroke him. Until he’s teasing your pussy with the head of his cock, catching your clit cruelly, until he’s stretching you out, his cock weighing you down to him. Until you’re a whiny, blushing mess with hot ears and wet eyes, letting him use you like a fuck toy, holding your hips to bounce on him. Until he lays back on the couch, adjusting you to ride him facing away so he can thumb at your asshole to make you jump and whine at the extra stimulation. Until you’re too delirious to notice him recording you bouncing on his cock, taking his length so well until your thighs are burning. Until he forces more orgasms out of you, with toys, with his fingers, with his mouth, all while you’re too delirious to tell him it’s too much.

Until he’s offering you a bath and washing you off so sweetly, until he has you laid in his bed beside him, until he measures your finger and adds his own log in into your phone.

Those would be his Saturday plans.

@lucyisdoingfine

[lxstfathier]

spit kink........ 👁👁 like, not aggressive spitting, is more like... snowballing...

i’m not really sure if this is what you wanted, but i did a little thot with Rudy, hope you enjoy it! 💗

Rudy has always been a sweet, caring and respectful man, the type of guy that your parents love and tell you to marry. But, deep down, he is into some freaky stuff that no one would ever suspect, not even you.

A few months into your relationship you start to realize that he has a lot of kinks, but anything with spit is his absolute favorite. And he tries to hide it, until one day you tell him that he can trust you, that you will enjoy it too. So he goes feral.

Loves grabbing you by the jaw and forcing your mouth open so he can spit inside it and watch you swallow. Or stick two fingers in and feel your warm wet tongue around them. Or when you get on your knees and suck his cock so sloppy that your own spit starts dripping down your chin and his balls.

But ohhhh, what he likes the most is when you are beneath him, with those innocent eyes of yours looking up at him, totally naked, while he spits all over your face and body, watching it slowly roll down your skin.

It’s nasty and somewhat depraved, but both of you know that the messier the better <3

[gothghostiie]

"there's nothing sweeter than my baby"

(rodolfo parra x gn!reader)

cw: gn!reader, oral (reader giving), slight hair pulling, bit of swearing, rudy is submissive, crying, overstim if you squint, rather fluffy, bad spanish

a/n: this is purely self indulgent I'm not sorry

banner made by @alewesker <3

"Mi vida, come to me.." Rodolfo cooed quietly, smiling as he looked you up and down, admiring the way you looked in your outfit. You hopped over to him, smiling down as he was sat in his office chair. Originally you just wanted to pay him a little visit in his office upstairs to see if he needed anything, but the moment your eyes met you knew this was gonna be a little more. "you're looking gorgeous.." he hummed, hands planted on you hips, thumbs rubbing over the fabric softly.

"thank you." you simply replied, your cheeks a little red, no matter how many times he complimented you; it always made you blush. His gaze wandered up and down your body, biting his lip. "is there something you need amor?" you asked, cupping his jaw with one hand, making him look up at you. His soft eyes met yours, lips slightly parted as he nodded slightly. "what is it?"

"you.." he muttered softly, the grip on your hips tightening slightly. "please.." His soft cheeks were a slight pink, you couldn't help but give him whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted. with a little smile you bent down to him, planting a soft kiss on his lips before getting on your knees right then and there. Rodolfo let out a satisfied sigh as he leaned back, eyes closed as you opened the buckle of his belt, followed by his pants. To your surprise the bulge he had been forming was already a full hard on as you pulled down his underwear, making it practically jump into your face.

"jesus.." you muttered softly, grinning as you wrapped your hands around his hard cock. "already so needy huh?"

"cant help myself if I have such a pretty angel on their knees for me.." he chuckled, looking down at you through lidded eyes while he gently hooked a hand in your hair. You chuckled quietly, moving your hand almost painfully slow to tease him, earning a groan as his grip tightened just a bit.

"fuck.. don't tease me amor.. please.." he huffed, furrowing his eyebrows slightly.

"mh.. say please again." you hummed, nonchalant to the tightening grip in your hair. He swallowed hard, taking a deep breath to make sure his voice wouldn't already be shaking.

"please.." he repeated, despite all his efforts his voice already breaking slightly which just made you delighted. Gladly you sped your movements up, letting your tongue run over the already slightly red tip, earning yourself a loud whine from Rudy.

"shh, shh baby.." you cooed, your other hand rubbing over his clothed thigh soothingly as he tried to keep it together. Just when he halfway caught himself you decided to take that from him again, taking his tip into your mouth, circling it with your tongue. again, he crumbled under your touch again, seemingly a bit over sensitive today.

"shit.. amor.." he whined, pushing his other hand onto his mouth in hopes to muffle

"I know, I know.." you cooed, letting off for a moment. "it feels so good doesnt it?" you asked, speeding up your hand, earning a shaky moan from him. Rudy nodded quickly, pushing his hand to his mouth tighter as his cheeks got even hotter from embarrassment.

"feels s-so good.." he muttered, cock twitching in your hand. you couldn't help but smile at how cute he was being, with you hardly having done anything tonight.

"you're such a good boy.." you smiled up at him, knowing damn well what it did to him. Just after that you took his cock into your mouth, this time keeping your hand at the base of it as you moved your head. you gazed up at him as you bobbed your head along his cock, his length sliding in and out between your lips as you covered it in your spit; one of his favourite things. his eyes were shut tight, the grip on your hair tight as lewd moans fell from his lips, filling the room with occasional wet sounds from you. with his noises you could just go on forever, there was nothing sweeter in this world to you. you decided you wanted; needed more of it. with that decision you let your hand slide from his base to his balls, cradling and massaging them gently, knowing it would drive him insane.

"angel... fuck..." he cried softly, tears already pricking at his eyes as his hips were twitching, already over stimulated and close from what you were doing. "g-gonna cum soon.."

"mhm.." you hummed encouragingly, gazing up at him through your eyelashes as you sped up your head movements. despite his tight grip he let you full freedom to move, yet making you moan around his dick quietly. your hands and lips worked their magic, your tongue sliding over his sensitive underside just enough. tears were already streaming down his cheeks as a sudden chain of swears escaped his lips, swollen from how hard he was biting them in hopes to keep himself quiet.

"mi vida.. fuck.. can't hold back.." he muttered, just seconds later you could feel the warm, slightly bitter liquid in your mouth as he sobbed loudly. his cock was twitching as you slowly slid it out of your mouth, glistening with spit and his own cum. as he took deep, shaky breaths you swallowed and got him dressed properly, humming softly.

"there you go sweetheart.. are you okay?" you asked softly, standing up and cupping his face with both hands. Rodolfo looked up at you with lidded eyes, nodding while trying to calm his breathing down.

"yes.. thank you mi corazón.."

[horangislittletiger99]

Someone should make a Rodolfo parra body pillow

Because goddammit I want one