#rudy parra imagine

[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.

[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

[alerudys-bf]

☆:.｡thinking 'bout how rudy’s cock too big for his own good ｡.:☆

cw; gn reader, switch reader, minors dni

no matter reader’s gender, that man prefers to bottom, his big dick hanging uselessly as he bounces on your strap/dick, leaking pearly cum against his stomach. his hair sticks to his sweaty forehead and he moans when your fingers just barely manage to close around his thick cock, twisting upwards. if you tease him about being so well endowed but still bottoming he might just die.

"such a big cock and you don’t even know how to use it properly - maybe that’s why I have to show you"

or sucking him off, big hands tangled in your hair, trying to fit all of him into your mouth. he absolutely gets off on the sound of you choking when you’re not even halfway down his cock. he gets so squirmy when you swirl your tongue around his wide head, thighs twitching upwards. 

when he fucks you after very lengthy prep, his thrust are uneven both in speed and strength. he's just so overwhelmed by the feel of you being stretched around his dick, you just make him feel so good amor. he just can’t get his head clear enough to pull himself together, too focused on the tight feeling of your walls fluttering around him whenever his big cock twitches and leaks inside of you

[ragingbookdragon]

It doesn’t come as much a surprise to anyone when Alejandro and Rudy come out. Anyone who knew them could tell there was something more than trust between the leader and second in command. But to see it so openly between them, no longer hiding it, makes Soap a little jealous. Ghost has never explicitly said Soap couldn’t tell anyone they were together, but Soap knew that Ghost was a private person and having people in his romantic life was something he didn’t want. It did give Soap food for thought as he watched Alejandro and Rudy sway to some Latin song, stupid, love-struck simples on their faces as they laughed and kissed. It made Soap’s chest burn with the desire to have love like that—to have a partner that was okay with doing stupid cheesy shit like dancing drunk. He knew it wasn’t fair to compare his relationship with Ghost to Alejandro’s and Rudy’s. The two had been friends since they were kids. They grew up together, had each other’s backs through thick and thin.

Alejandro’s bright burning anger, a red sunrise and sunset, hell-bringing hurricanes, to Rudy’s calmness, a cool blue moonrise and sky full of stars, torrential downpour. The two matched souls like they were made for one another, a single soul divided into two persons, the love that the two had was palpable.

And it made Soap envious. Envious enough that Gaz elbowed him and muttered, “Dude, you keep glaring and someone’s going to think you’re a bigot.”

Soap let out a grunt and rose from the table. “I’m getting air.”

He passed Ghost on his way out, not bothering to look at him as he let the door shut behind him and disappeared into the alley between the bar and hotel beside it. Soap let his back hit the brick and he slid down, burying his face in his jeans. The liquor was getting to him and he took deep breaths trying to dispel the urge to vomit. Scuffing sounded beside him and he looked up, blinking at Ghost staring down at him, a hulking mass of black outlined by the faint yellowish street light.

“What?” Soap said.

“You’re upset.”

“I’m fine.”

“You’re upset that they’re more open about being together than we are. “ Ghost read him like an open book so easily it scared him sometimes.

Soap felt ashamed; he looked away, unable to keep Ghost’s gaze. A hand appeared in his vision and Speedo looked at it. “Ghost, what—”

“Will you…” Ghost shuffled awkwardly on his feet. “Will you dance with me?”

“In this shite alley?”

“In this shite alley.”

Soap smiled and took Ghost’s hand, letting himself be pulled to his feet. It was hot, sweat already pooling at the base of Soap’s spine, but he didn’t mind as he and Ghost began to sway beneath the dingy lighting. Maybe the openness he desired was still far away, but he would take every inch Ghost would give him and make it a mile.

[lunarw0rks]

i wanna kiss rudy STUPID. wearing my fav lip gloss, leaving glossy sticky kiss marks on his cute face :(((

rudy has a Polaroid of you two in his jean pocket, sometimes his wallet :(((

you, mid-attack, while his face is covered in stamps of your lips, staining his skin :(((

[justanoasisimagines]

To my heart,

Requests are open! Guidelines are pinned at the top of the page Credit to cafekitsune for the banner and the divider

I know you love my handwriting. Also you were watching that movie the other day where they left notes for each other. I thought I'd write you a little note to tell you how much I love you. You look so beautiful when you sleep. I should probably take a photo to keep in my wallet.

All my love, Rudy x

[janasrdhr]

This is the COD Masterlist. As shown, it features multiple tabs, each designed to facilitate navigation to the particular story of your choice. Please note that a few are yet to be introduced and updated further. Happy reading, lovelies!

⋆ Simon “Ghost” Riley

⤷ Oh baby, Oh baby ⤷ Princess? ⤷ A Night Too Young ⤷ Stay. ⤷ Hiraeth

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⋆ John “Soap” MacTavish

⋆ Alejandro Vargas

⋆ Rodolfo “Rudy” Parra

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[gothicflowers]

John Price, Nikolai, Rudy Parra

NSFW (MDNI)

He was a chunky kid, his grandma and aunts always made sure he was well fed. He got made fun of until he was about fifteen when he finally had a growth spurt. He wasn’t as muscular as Ghost, nor did he have super defined abs like Soap, no luscious hair like Alejandro. He’s not insecure about his body, far from it, he doesn’t care about his scars or the stretch marks that decorate his skin. Truth is, he just doesn’t find himself impressive. He doesn’t think that his strong arms, softly defined tummy, and muscular thighs are what most what find attractive, he calls himself average.

So when you asked him if he would video himself jacking off he was rather surprised. Especially when you asked if he could try and get from his knees up to his shoulders In the frame.

He let out a small laugh before he spoke into the phone “Why? I’m not that attractive, you don’t want a video with my stomach in it”

“But I love seeing how your chest and tummy muscles flex when you get close” you tell him.

you’re trying hard to convince him from the other end of the line. He had a few boudoir photos of you saved and a clip or two of your intimate moments. But you had nothing of him. And after a few days he gave it some thought. That’s when you got a text with a attachment with a message that said “I hope this can satisfy you until I get home, xoxo”

He’s sitting it a chair that’s barely big enough to fit him. His pants are pulled down just enough for him to free himself. His button up shirt is completely undone exposing his soft hairy chest and stomach, sleeves rolled up to his elbows giving you a clear view of his veiny hands and forearms.

It’s delicious from being to end. He starts slow and soft, wanted to take his time to picture you against him. His hand that isn’t occupied grazes against his chest and stomach, giving his body soft but firm squeezes. He moves his hand up and down in a manner that is similar to how you ride him. After a few more minutes his hands pace becomes slightly faster and his breathing became loud and heavy. Soft groans of your name falls from his lips. You can tell he’s getting close. His sholders come slightly inwards as his pecks flex and flare with his breath, his tummy clenching and hardening as the tightness grows. His moans sound like choked out cries as his head throws back as he comes all over his tummy. The video doesn’t end there. His hand slowly moves again squeezing out what’s left before his thumb rolls over his red tip. His breathing slows down and he lets out a satisfied sigh.

[blingblong55]

Lust you-Rodolfo Parra NSFW

A/N: I want to sit on his face and then cuddle and tell him how much I love him and I will not apologise for this confession...

Based on a request:

I neeed more Rudy x fem!reader😩 like there’s hardly anything of him on this app :( maybe the readers in the military and just is super needy one day, I’m sure Rudy would help ;) much love!

F!Reader, smut, MDNI, unprotected!sex, soldier!reader, 18+, oral!sex, established!relationship, voyeurism

A/N: Straight to it.

"Rudy, please touch me~" your hands on his belt, pulling him close. He smirks, "Cariño, not now." his hands tease your arms with his fingertips. "Not now, okay?" he softly kisses your forehead. You grab his hand and place it between your hips, making the skirt you were wearing lift. Your warm skin at the grace of his fingers, "Please, it can be quick, Rudy por favor." you lean in, lips touching his neck as you whisper. His chuckle is deep as he grabs you by the hips, "Needy are you now, mi amor" he kisses your neck, lifting you up effortlessly to the counter of the common room.

Your skirt is now at your waist, his hand teasing your entrance. "Already so wet for me, huh." his free hand at your bra. "Take the top off mi amor, let me see your body the way it's meant to be seen." You obey, your shirt on the floor, your bra comes undone and he smirks groping your tits with his hand. "So beautiful," he kisses them, tongue teasing your nipples, eyes closed as he enjoys the sound of your moans. You let out a soft chuckle as he nibbled on one of your nipples. His other hand still teasing your entrance, one finger ready to fuck into you but before he looks at you, "Let me see your wet pussy, cariño."

Your hips lift and your panties get thrown to the side. He makes sure you are sat properly on the counter, he smirks and then bends down, his face now on your wet pussy. His tongue parting your folds, tongue fucking you whilst you moan. Your eyes closed, hand on his hair as he rocks your hips, his nose on your clit too. You hear a low groan, open your eyes and see Alejandro sitting across from the view, his hand on the bulge of his trousers, with a grin he puts a finger over his lips, signalling you don't mention him in the room. Before you can decide, Rudy sucks your clit, and a loud wet kiss noise fills the room. You moan and whimper, the pleasure he is giving you is more than you could've dreamed of.

Your juices dripped on his tongue and down his chin, creating a mess with your slick. He moans and smiles, enjoying how sweet you taste, and how much of an easy slut you have become for him in this second. Alejandro is there, stroking himself, spitting on the tip of his cock, he watches you two intently. Your eyes close for a second but you know he can't and won't look away. "Fuck, mi amor, you are heaven." Rudy praises and sucks your clit more, fingers now deep inside of you. "Ruuuddyy!" you moan, legs over his shoulders, his hands gripping your thighs or hips. "What sweet noises you make, my R/N."

He can feel you clench around him, your cunt dripping, your legs shaking and your orgasm ready to spill out. You shut your eyes, your hand still pushing his face into your slick, too good to let him pull away now. "I can feel you're close, R/N, and cariño, I want you to come undone for me," he says against your already sensitive clit. You whimper, feeling closer to the edge by the second. "Cum for me, please...mi amor be a good girl and cum" he says between kisses. His voice was soft like velvet, getting drunk on your juices, "Por favor, cum...please..please..porfa..mi amor" his voice was desperate but still soft despite the subtle whimpers he lets out between pleas. Once he gives your pussy a good fingering, you gasp and pant, feeling yourself weak at his.

Alejandro keeps stroking, his tip is swollen and ready to leak his seed on his hands. He continues to stroke himself, watching how you pinch your hard yet sensitive nipples, and how Rudy licks his lips and kisses your tits and shoulders. He manspreads and fastens the speed of his strokes. Once his cum leaks from his tip, pulls his trousers back up and as Rudy still licks your pussy winks and walks away. "Heaven, R/N, that is what you are." Rudy gets back up, kissing your collar bones then your lips. "Tell me mi amor, do you want more later?"

"Yes." you respond, your arms wrapped around his neck as you pull him close, "I love you, Rudy," you whisper. "Yo te amo más, R/N," he kisses you again.

A/N: If you think this sounded too familiar, go check @badjhurva 's audio abt König eating you out bc that shit is so good and I got inspiration from it...clearly

Tags: @liyanahelena @ana-paulinathe-arts

[ragingbookdragon]

my love, gimme dat Rudy and Reader soft love. He deserves it too <3

Yes, ma'am! 🫡♥️ Ngl this is my first time writing Rudy, I hope I do him justice, my sweet Latino man 🥹♥️

Warnings: none!

Listen to this while you read ♥️

It wasn't unusual for music to fill the air at the Parras' home. Rudy preferred it that way, too. Music kept the memories of his constant battle against the cartel at bay, and welcomed other thoughts, other dreams.

Like a good Mexican home, the speakers constantly played ballads, rancheras, and one and another rock. Tonight's mood - set by you, of course - seemed to be Luis Miguel.

Cómo te atreves

A mirarme así

A ser tan bella

¿Y encima sonreír?

Mía, hoy serás mía por fin

Rudy watched you stir the pot and slowly sway your hips to the rhythm. The dulcet notes hung in the air, and your image, slightly disheveled in your comfy clothes, with stray hairs rebelling against your hair tie and ticking your cheeks, hypnotized him to no end.

The moment you switched off the stove, he was behind you, his hands resting on your hips.

Entrégate

Aún no te siento

Deja que tu cuerpo

Se acostumbre a mi calor

He slowly turned you around, and you only protested a little about dinner, how it was going to grow cold. But your words soon got lost in the air between the two of you as your eyes locked with his tender stare.

You could never reject him, but even less when he looked at you like you came from the heavens just to be in his arms.

Your hands found his strong, muscled shoulders, heavy with responsibility and proud like any Vaquero. He pulled you impossibly closer, and your foreheads pressed together, and you could smell his shampoo mixed with gunpowder, and a scent that was so particularly his.

Rudy began swaying you to the rhythm of the ballad, his eyes memorizing the exact shade of your irises and engraving it in his heart, his lips finding yours by muscle memory, swallowing your sighs.

Tonight, like every other night he came home to you, he held his entire world in his hands.

[callsignmarz]

Texting the COD Men

POV : They’re jealous

MDNI | 18+ | NSFW

[starstruckmiraclekitty]

HELLLOOOOO 🔥🔥 do you know that tiktok trend right now where it’s like “when I tell you to sit on my face, don’t just put 10% of your body weight down, fucking sit on it. Sit like a chair. Don’t ask if I can breathe just sit down.” Yeah can I request like 141 and los vaqueros just begging their fem s/o to sit on their face but she’s really insecure and they don’t care they are literally on their knees begging to just taste her 😫.

141 + LV & König Begging Fem! Reader To Sit On Their Face

Warnings: pure smut, smut without plot, oral f receiving, swearing

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Simon Ghost Riley-

"Y/N, you won't hurt me, sit." Simon knew you like the back of his hand. He knew you were scared to hurt him, but he couldn't give a damn less. He wanted to be suffocated by your pussy, and refused to take no for an answer.

"But Simon-." You started, but he cut you off.

"But nothing. I asked you to come and sit on my face, and I expect that you'll come do it."

Your thighs squeezed together at his words, desperate to relieve some of the tension that was building in your lower regions.

He grabbed the flesh of your thighs as you slowly made your way up the length of his body and pulled your sopping cunt down onto his mouth.

You let out a soft whimper as his tongue immediately darted out to skillfully lick at your wet folds. Simon was usually quite skilled with his mouth, but this new angle had you seeing stars.

"Grind on my face, sweetheart, go on." He spoke breathlessly as he pulled away from your cunt for a moment. "I know you want to."

You a rush of heat go straight to your core at his words, and took your seat back on his face. Slowly, you began to rock your hips back and forth, rubbing your sopping heat against Simon's flattened tongue.

The feeling was ethereal and like nothing you'd ever felt before. His warm tongue, flattened against your core, mixed with the slight stubble of his jawline had your orgasm rapidly approaching.

You continued your lazy pace, rocking your hips back and forth slightly as Simon continued to stretch out his tongue for you.

Your orgasm rippled through you, causing your body to convulse slightly against Simon's face. Simon's grip on your thighs tightened as he desperately licked up the remnants of your orgasm, moaning softly at your taste.

He sat up gently, and the look on his face had your cheeks aflame with embarrassment. His face was covered in your essence, but he couldn't have looked happier. "Did so well for me, love. Think you can cum on my cock this time?"

John Price-

"I'm not asking you, I'm telling you. Get that pretty ass over here and sit on my face." John's voice was demanding, leaving no room for you to question his request.

You discarded your undergarments as you made your way over to your husband, who was patiently waiting for you on the bed.

You hesitantly lowered yourself onto his face before he let out out a soft groan. "Don't put half your body weight on me, baby. Fucking sit on me like you would a chair."

John grabbed at the plushy flesh of your thighs as you sat yourself onto his face, pinning you so you were unable to move.

He waisted no time in placing wet, open-mouthed kisses to your core, causing your hands to fly out and grasp at the headboard in front of you.

"Always taste so fucking divine, princess." He groaned as he continued to slurp at your neverending arousal. The hair from his beard added to the pleasure you were experiencing as it began to rub at your pussy with each movement of his mouth.

You let out a strangled moan as your hands flew down to his hair, tugging at the dark brown locks firmly as you instinctively ground your cunt against his mouth.

John attached his lips to your clit tightly, sucking with just the right amount of pressure you make your body go limp against him. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as you clung to his hair for dear life, his teeth now lightly biting at your clit.

"John, I'm gonna, I'm gonna cum." You gasped out as his tongue now started to flick feverishly at your puffy clit.

He grunted into your pussy in response as he looked up at you with lust filled eyes.

With one final flick of his tongue, your vision went white, your head falling back as your orgasm hit you. Your legs shook against John's head as he reached his hands out to steady you, his mouth not leaving your pussy as he continued the movements of his tongue.

He lifted you up slightly before flipping you over so that your backside was now in his face. He gave you a light smack to your ass, causing you to lurch forward, your face inches away from his painfully hard cock.

"Not done with you yet, but certainly won't complain if you want to return the favor."

Johnny Soap MacTavish-

"Come here." Johnny beckoned, waiving you over with his hand. "Let me taste you, please. It's been too long."

"Johnny, I'm too heavy, I don't want to hurt you." You mumbled, nervously picking at your hair as you hovered over his midsection.

"You're not too heavy, bugger off with that. Now come over here and give me what I want." He chuckled darkly before grabbing your legs and pulling you toward him. "Be a good girl and sit."

You let your mind go blank as you obeyed his command, sitting yourself firmly on his outstretched tongue.

You gasped, feeling his tongue immediately go to your dripping folds. The worries of your weight on his face were long gone, as your mind grew hazy from the movements of Johnny's tongue.

Johnny was a groaning mess underneath you, causing you to moan out from the vibrations that rippled through your core from his groans.

"Use my face, lass. Make yourself cum in my mouth." Johnny's voice was husky, dripping with lust as he pulled away from your core to take a breather.

His words ellicited a primal growl from your lips as you pushed your aching core back down to his parted lips. You wasted no time in grabbing onto the sides of his head as you began to grind your wet heat down on his face.

Johnny licked at your cunt wildly, not missing a beat as he pushed his face further into your cunt, practically suffocating himself in it.

You felt your body tighten as your orgasm began to hit you, a wetness pooling out of you, coating your lover's face below you. You cried out as your body lurched forward, your hands flying to rest on the wall to support yourself. "Fuck, Johnny I'm so sorry, I've made a mess."

Johnny's hands grabbed at your waist, pulling you off of him before pinning you down in front of him on the bed.

"Don't. Ever. Apologize. For. That." He breathed, his face still slick with your arousal. He lowered himself down on the bed, his face hovering near your drenched pussy. "Now be a good girl, and let me clean up the mess we made."

Kyle Gaz Garrick-

"But what if you can't breathe? I don't want to suffocate you." You said your cheeks are aflame with embarrassment

"Sweetheart, I promise to let you know if I can't breathe." He chuckled rubbing soothing circles into your thighs. "I've got a strong jaw. You won't hurt me."

"Okay." You breathed as your heart rate began to pick up. You slowly made your way up the length of Kyle's body before your heat hovered over his face.

You looked down to find Kyle giving you a reassuring smile before you sat down with your thighs on either side of his head.

He began with slow kitten licks, teasing your core with his tongue. He chuckled at the small moans that emitted from your lips as he licked a firm strip up your center.

"Taste so good, honey." He cooed into your pussy, before placing wet kisses all along your core.

His warm tongue moved to dance between your folds, collecting what he could of your essence. It never took long for Kyle to get drunk off your taste, and he quickly pulled you down further onto his face, nearly suffocating himself with your heat.

You'd never expected it to feel this good, and you couldn't help the string of moans that escaped your lips as your lover continued to ruin you with his mouth.

You felt yourself nearing your edge and desperately tried to move off of Kyle's mouth. "Ky, I'm close, I don't wanna make a mess."

He pulled his face away and chuckled darkly before placing another wet, open-mouthed kiss to your core. "You're staying right here til I get my fill out of you. Got it?"

Alejandro-

"Get over here." Alejandro said as he made himself comfortable on the bed. "Why are you being so shy, mi amor? It's just me."

"I dont want to hurt you." You mumbled sheepishly as you stood beside the bed.

"Sweetheart, you won't, I promise. You said this was something you've always wanted to try. Let me enlighten you. Plus, I want to, badly." His voice was soft as his arms reached out to grab you.

"You want to?" You asked, the shyness you felt before slowly leaving your system.

"So fucking bad hermosa." He echoed, pulling your naked frame onto the bed. "Go head, take a seat."

You slowly sank down onto his face, before feeling his warm, wet mouth immediately attack your cunt. He started a toe curling pace as he flattened his tongue against your sensitive bud and flitted his head from side to side.

"Fuck! Ale!" You cried out, your thighs tightening against his head, causing him to grunt out against your cunt.

His pace didn't falter, his head continuing to move side to side at a brutal pace, and you could feel yourself growing closer to your orgasm.

The sounds were obscene between your moans, and the slurping noises emitting from him had you nearing your release and fast.

Alejandro moved his mouth down to your entrance, his tongue flicking at the hole wildly as his nose rubbed at your clit. A soft moan emitted from your lips, causing him to fully sheathe his tongue inside of your hole, rubbing along the velvety walls within his reach.

You felt the coil in your belly tightening as your hands flew down to your lover's hair, threading it in between his black locks. "Ale, g-gonna cum."

"Cum for me princessa." He moaned into your pussy, and his words were all you needed to be sent over the edge. You felt a pulsing heat corse through you as Alejandro continued to eat you out through your orgasm. He pulled his face away from you a few moments later with a devilish grin.

"I need more, mi amor. Be good for me, and let me get my fill."

Roldolfo-

"Sit on my face." Rodolfo asked suddenly causing you to halt your bouncing movements on his cock.

"What?" You asked breathless, your hands steadying yourself on his chest.

"I said, mi amor, come sit on my face, let me make you feel good." He stretched his hands out toward you, beckoning you toward him. "You're doing so good on top of me, I want to repay you."

You let him drag you toward him before placing a shaky hand on his chest. "Wait, what if I hurt-"

"Don't ask me if you're going to hurt me, and don't ask if I'll be able to breathe, please cariño, just sit on my face." He begged, his eyes pleading with yours.

You swallowed thickly and moved to sit on his face as his arms came to latch around your thighs, pressing you firmly to his face.

He began to lap at your arousal like a man starved and was unable to control the soft groans that emitted from his lips against your pussy.

"Put all your weight on me, mi amor." He purred as his hands wrapped around your thighs. With your mind hazy, all your previous insecure thoughts were long forgotten as you fully sat yourself on your lover's face, relishing in the feeling of his tongue lapping at your heat.

He was beyond pussy drunk, and planned to stay like that for hours if you let him. His pace began to quickened as he let his tongue dance between your folds, flicking at your clit each time his tongue landed at the top of your pussy.

You couldn't help but let yourself fall back slightly, your hands grabbing at his thighs behind you to give you support as you began to move your hips in a circular motion, rubbing your pussy along Rodolfos outstretched tongue.

You felt yourself getting closer to your release, and Rodolfo knew it. He abruptly pulled away from your core with a grin. "Ah ah ah."

You let out a small whimper as Rodolfo sat up, sending you sliding to his midsection. "Be good hermosa, and get back on my cock, yeah?"

König-

"Maus, please, come sit on my face." König pleaded, his cock painfully straining against his pants. "I need it."

"Kö, I'll hurt you. You won't be able to breathe."

"Schatz, you won't hurt me, I promise. Please." He begged, his lust filled eyes raking up and down your figure. "Let me make you feel good."

You swallowed your nerves and walked over to your boyfriend, climbing over his figure on the bed. "Tell me if it's too much."

"You'll never be too much." He roughly pulled you down onto his mouth, causing you to cry out as his tongue danced at your aching hole. His eyes stayed on you as he began to move his tongue in a circular motion at your entrance before moving it in and out of you at a languid pace.

You let out a small sob, the stimulation of his tongue quickly proving to be too much as you bucked your hips, your core grinding against his face. He let out a dark chuckle as his tongue returned to your hole, continuing to piston in and out of you at a feverish pace.

His pace eventually slowed as his tongue made its way to your clit, slowly drawing various letters and symbols against your bundle of nerves. Your thighs had tightened around his head, allowing you to grind yourself again on your lover's face.

König let out a groan as you gently ground your wet heat across his face, covering him from his nose to his chin with your arousal.

He quickened the pace of his tongue once more as he felt you shake slightly against his face, a sign of your oncoming orgasm. He began to flick his tongue wildly at your clit while squeezing at the flesh of your ass.

You felt the coil in your belly tighten and snap with one harsh flick of Königs tongue, your orgasm tearing through you as your legs tightened around his head. "Fuck, Kö!"

König didn't stop moving his mouth, however, and continued to lap at your orgasm obscenely. He pulled his face away moments later, a giant fucked out smile lining his lips. "Let me go again, Maus, please?

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A/N: Instead of taking a full-on break, I'm planning on posting periodically instead of every day. I still am working to get to each of your requests, and I greatly appreciate all of your patience and support🩷

[ragingbookdragon]

She enters the medical room on the base, heart in her throat as she sees her husband asleep in a bed, bandage wrapped around his head, oxygen mask in his nose. The man beside him looks up at the noise and his expression drops as he rises from his seat and crosses to her. “Hermana,” his voice is soft, quiet as to not disturb the man sleeping.

“What happened?” she asks, worry etched into her features as she looks over his shoulder.

“I can’t te—”

“Oh, fuck your mission, tell me what happened to my husband, Alejandro.” Her voice is a demand, frigid as she glares at him, ice in her eyes, seeping coldly into her tone; a force to be reckoned with.

Alejandro sighs. “He went in, and an enemy caught him off guard. They lit the room on fire. He’s being treated for head injuries and smoke inhalation.” He knows there’s a flood of emotions going through her mind. “I know it’s not comforting but—”

“It’s part of the job,” she says. “I know it is. I know who and what I married into.” Her eyes drift to her husband then back to him; she can see the exhaustion creeping into him, sleep demanding a sacrifice from the corners of his eyes. Lifting a hand, she gently brushes his cheek. “Ve a descansar un poco, Alejandro.” As if the colonel had been relieved, his shoulders slump, a slow nod as he presses his lips to her temple and starts to leave, but stops when she grabs his arm. “Gracias por tener a Rudy.”

His smile is tired, but his voice is firm. “Siempre.”

The door shuts behind him and she gently falls into the seat beside Rudy, taking his hand in hers, brushing her left hand over his; he stirs at the feeling, eyes cracking open to find hers in the sleepy haze. “Mi vida,” he murmurs and she smiles, or at least tries to.

“Hi baby.”

“Lo siento, mi vida, no fue mi intención—”

“Shh,” she softly shushes, crawling into the bed beside him. “We’ll do this later. Go back to sleep.”

Rudy, in no position to argue, wraps an arm around her waist, resting his chin on her head as he slowly gives back into sleep; he knows he’s in for a helluva verbal dispute when he wakes up in the morning, but right now, he’s happy to hold his wife in his arms again, safe and alive.

[lunarw0rks]

SWEET RUDY AU!!!!

childhood bffs to lovers? yes?

you and rudy were best friends until you were five- you don’t remember each other too well, all you have is the matching puzzle piece necklace!

one day he’s wandering around in rooms trying to find the room alejandro’s wife gave birth in and he accidentally walks into the room you’re in and he’s about to walk out but he stops when you point out the matching necklaces

bonus points if u somehow got knocked over or almost did, rudy's reflexes saving you.

AND IT'S RUDY— HE'S SWEET !! WHEN HE BUMPS INTO SOMEONE, YOU WON'T JUST GET A "SORRY" !! IT'S SO MUCH MORE <3

he's in the middle of apologizing, making sure you're upright, and attempting pleasant small talk. your eyes land on the familiar gold necklace around his neck. and you reach into your shirt and hold up your puzzle piece, finally connecting the dots. "...rudy...?"

[justanoasisimagines]

To my Angel,

Hey my lovelies, back with another love letter. My requests are open and you can find my request guidlines pinned to the top of the page! Credit to cafekitsune for the banner and the divider!

I know you've been working hard lately. You put so much into your career. However, I want oyu to remember its okay to take a break sometimes. It is important for your mental and physical well-being.

That mean learning to leave work at work.

Tonight I'm going to take your phone, you're going to take a nice long hot bath. Then I'm going to make your favourite meal. I'll buy your favourite desert. We're gonna catch up on our show togther. We can talk about whatever you want as long as it's not work related.

I look forward to see you tonight.

All my love,

Rudy x

[lxvvie]

Your lover who makes themselves home between your legs.

Sucking. Kissing. Caressing. Loving on you.

Your lover who holds you with a stare dazed and penetrating just the same.

Your lover who won't let you cum. Not unless you keep your gaze on them.

"Eyes on me. And only me..."