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crowandmousewritingco · 2 days ago

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Good Pup, Bad Pup

Pairing: sub!Pero x gn!reader x sub!trans!Javi G

Words: 2.2 k

Rating: R (theres a lot of smut in this one. 18+ MDNI)

Summary: You give your subs exactly what they deserve.

Author: Mod Mouse

Warnings: Pup play, spankings, praise AND degradation, strap ons, dildos, Javi's genitalia is referred to as a T dick, pet names, and other debauchery.

Notes: I was so excited that I got to be a part of the Dom that Middle Aged Man challenge hosted by the lovely @wannab-urs . Really excited to write for characters I've never written for before. I hope you enjoy the indulgence.

A thwack echoed through the living room followed by a barely audible whimper. Pero had tested your nerve for the last time today, and he was being punished for it. With one hand, you tugged on the black leather collar adorning his neck, keeping his head pushed up, while the other hand was free to deliver the hits with reckless abandon. The slap of skin echoed through the room as Pero’s ass grew redder and redder with each spank.

You knew Pero was trying to keep the pain in, pretending that it didn’t faze him, but with every slap, you felt his head jerk. The person who was taking this punishment worse was Javi, obediently kneeling on the other side of the playroom. Watching the other pup getting punished was punishment for Javi, too which made you feel bad. He was too empathetic and kind for his own good, making him such a good pup most days. Javi so desperately wanted to join his play partner, but you had given him strict instructions to wait, and disobeying you was the last thing the pup wanted to do.

Pausing your punishment, absentmindedly rubbing the reddened skin, you glanced up at Javi. “Come here, sweet pup,” You purred, and Javi happily crawled up to you, ignoring Pero’s personal space. Pero growled a little, gently nipping at Javi, reminding him of where he stood in this dynamic. Javi was unphased since this was usual between them, but the action earned another slap to Pero’s ass.

“Hey watch yourself, mutt. You’re already in enough trouble. Now stay,” You command, giving his balls a light squeeze in warning. A sharp inhale followed by a relaxing body. You turned back to Javi, who was panting lightly, staring up at you with his big puppy dog eyes. Fingers lightly scratched under his chin sent his fluffy tail swinging from side to side, happy for the attention.

“Since you’ve been the sweetest of boys, how about you choose what toy you want Sir to pleasure you with?” Javi’s eyes widened in excitement. He barked in reply, hurrying to the toy chest. Carefully, he rummaged around the variety of devices, contemplating how he wanted to please his Sir.

You smiled as you watched Javi’s excitement. His joy was contagious and you always received secondhand happiness from his presence. But you had another pup to deal with. “As for you,” You said, turning your attention back to Pero. With strong hands, you positioned him back to the ground, making him kneel in between your legs. “You will watch from the cage. Bad boys don’t get to play with Sir.” Pero kneeled in front of you keeping his eyes on the ground defiantly. Your fingers threaded in the tangle of curls, tugging them with a little force as you made him gaze into your stare. Pero inhaled quickly, and you could feel his hardening cock twitch against your leg. A smirk formed on your lips.

“Such a little slut, huh. Cage now.” You released your grip on him and stood from the couch. Pero growled up at you but soon obeyed, slowly crawling in reluctant obedience to the metal cage in the corner lined with pillows and blankets so as to not hurt their knees. You trailed behind him watching as he settled himself into the spacious cage. You flipped the lock keeping him there.. Pero didn’t meet your eyes, his gaze stayed on the cage floor, but his fingers gripped the soft material.

A soft bark drew you away from the enclosure. You turned and smiled when you saw Javi happily holding the new strapon you had bought for the boys. Returning to the couch, you sat back down on the cushions with a smile. “I wondered if that was what you were gonna choose. Bring it here.”

With another happy bark, Javi crawled back over to you, slotting himself between your legs excitedly and dropped the toy in your lap. As of recent weeks, Javi had expressed interest in trying some of the bigger dildos in the local sex shop. Of course, you started small, training him slowly to acclimate to the different sizes. This one was his current favorite. A bright green silicone dildo with ridges down the sides. It wasn’t the longest dildo he’d played with but it was the thickest with ridges and bumps lining the sides.

“A perfect toy for my perfect boy,” You cooed, weaving your fingers in his curly brown hair and gently scratching your nails against his scalp. Javi panted under your attention, his tongue slightly rolling out of his mouth as he thrived under your praise. His body, unable to hide the happiness flowing through it, wiggled from excitement.

You giggled softly leaning over to plant a kiss on his head. “I know you're excited sweetie, but you have to get ready to play. Lean back for me and prep that sweet little hole for me.” You stood from your seat and patted the fabric next to you.

With an excited bark, Javi climbed on the couch lying against the well loved cushions. Just like the well trained pup he was, Javi slid a hand down his chest as he excitedly started toying with his T dick. A whine escaped his lips as his fingers circled the sensitive nub. You watched as his hole clenched from pleasure.

“Easy puppy, don’t want you cuming too soon,” You softly warned, giving his thighs a soft tap. “Finger yourself,” You softly commanded as you stepped into the straps of the harness, pulling the material over your bare thighs. Curiously, you glanced over at Pero. His gaze was still on the floor, but you didn’t miss the quick glances up when Javi moaned particularly loud. Pero’s eyes lingered on Javi’s hole, never admitting how much he loved licking his arousal. You smirked, but turned your attention back to the moaning sub.

Javi was already a dripping mess, his arousal already flowing onto the leather seats. It was a lewd view as his deft fingers eased themselves in and out of his hole. That was a sight you would never get over. And the sounds of squelching filled the small room as Javi picked up speed, his toes curling as the pleasure tightened in his gut. His gaze shot up to you as if remembering his place and he slowed down his thrusts, soft whimpers escaping his lips as he pulled his fingers from his hole, a long string of excitement trailing from his fingertips. After a few pants, he held his fingers up to you offering you a taste.

You moaned stroking the dildo between your fingers, feeling the power this toy gave you. Graciously, you lapped Javi’s arousal from his open hand, the musky taste filling your senses as you devoured his slick. “You taste divine as always my sweet pup. You are more than ready to take your Sir’s cock. Hands and knees,” You commanded and Javi quickly obeyed shifting so his ass presses against the silicone. Groaning at his action you ran the toy up and down his slit, Javi shivering in anticipation. The way his arousal coated the toy would give you something to daydream about for weeks.

You leaned over Javi’s back, caressing his heated skin with kisses as you pressed inside. The toy slid in with ease, filling Javi to the brim. The sounds Javi released were downright pornographic, and he grasped the leather cushion to ground himself against it.

You couldn’t wait any longer. With fast thrusts, you pushed the dildo in and out of Javi’s slick hole. Hot breath against Javi’s skin as the sounds of sex filled the room. Javi nuzzled his head into your cheek finding comfort in your touch. “Good boy,” You praised reassuring your sub. A soft whimper fell from Javi’s lips and his hips thrusted back meeting your pace.

Javi enjoyed every moment of your attention as he lost himself in the pleasure. You did too, taking as much pleasure from Javi’s pleasure. As you pounded into his hole setting a quick but powerful pace, Javi’s moans grew in volume, a clear sign of his orgasm quickly approaching. With a deft hand you slide your fingers in between his thighs and rubbed his dick between them, mimicking the pace he set earlier. Javi’s hips jumped at the sudden pleasure, but were quickly followed by the loudest moans.

“Cum for your Sir pup,” You moaned into his ear, quickening your thrusts in time with your toying. That was all Javi needed. With erratic thrusts of his hips, Javi came hard around your cock, an elongated moan accompanying it. His tired frame leaned against the arm of the sofa as he panted from the intense pleasure. You eased him down from his high with a few slower thrusts before pulling out completely. Gently you kissed down Javi’s spine before finally sitting up.

Only then did you hear the small whimpers. You turned to see if Javi was okay, but he was still in his blissed out state. That was when you turned your attention to the cage, and the sight made your heart clench. There was Pero pressed against the bars with the biggest puppy dog eyes. You could never stay mad at your pup despite the fact he disobeyed often.

You rose from your spot on the couch and crouched in front of the enclosure. Gently, you stuck your fingers through the spaces and scratched at Pero’s scalp. He was a subby mess nuzzling against your palm for any sort of attention.

You couldn’t help but coo at the sight of your strong pup being a puddle from your caresses. “What is it my sweet?”

Pero whimpered gazing up at you with his big brown eyes. He whimpered following the rules you had set up. You smiled. “You may speak.”

“I wanna play too,” He whined.

“Hmmm, well you did take your punishment well,” You considered, playfully tapping your finger against your chin. With a turn of your head you glanced back at Javi who was happily curled up on the couch watching the two of you. That popped an idea into your head.

Turning your attention back to Pero, you said. “How about you clean up your playmate? He made an awfully big mess.” You teased. Pero nodded his head enthusiastically, and you chuckled as you leaned over to unlock the cage door. Slowly, Pero crawled out of his enclosure and kneeled beside the couch. His eyes flashed between Javi’s blissed face and his dripping hole, hunger evident in his gaze.

Javi panted slightly and spread his legs for the other pup leaving his hole mere inches from his mouth. Pero glanced up at you, making sure this was okay. You smirked and with a gentle push of your hand, you pressed Pero’s face into Javi’s arousal. “Clean.” You simply commanded and Pero began to lap at Javi’s sensitive dick with neediness.

More sultry moans poured from Javi’s lips as his own fingers tangled in the mess of Pero’s locks. He used his head as leverage to rub his slick hole up and down Pero’s face. Pero loved every second as he cleaned his play partner of the previous arousal. Of course, more slick kept cuming as Javi’s second orgasm was rapidly approaching.

With a tug of Pero’s curls Javi pushed his face deep between his legs as his thighs clenched around his ears, pinning him there as he rode out his second high of the night. Javi shook with pleasure as Pero purred against his skin enjoying the rare roughness Javi gave him.

Javi uncleached himself, his body relaxing under the curtain of pleasure. You watched and Pero kissed the inside of Javi’s thigh, a rare softness he only saved for this private moments. You purred at the sight, enjoying the sight of you subs well fucked.

“Such handsome pups I have,” You praised as you brought a wet wipe across Javi’s skin.

Javi watched you as you cleaned him, a soft whimper as you delicately cleaned his sensitive dick. You smiled and kissed his forehead. “You both may speak now. We’ve finished the scene.”

“T-That was…” Javi started as a blush crept up his cheek.

“That was pretty good,” Pero humphed as he got up to join Javi on the couch.

You rolled your eyes as you threw away the wipe and grabbed the aftercare supplies (the softest blanket on the market and the shared water bottle.) “Oh come on, you love it Pero,” You teased gently and covered the pair with the material. Javi cuddled into Pero’s side and he rolled his eyes though his arm wrapped around his waist.

“Okay okay, I really fucking loved it. Are you two happy?” Pero scoffed looking away from the pair of you.

You crawled in beside Pero, gently kissing his cheek. “Very.” You purred and Pero blushed a brighter red. The two subs cuddled together as you turned on their favorite aftercare show. As the movie played on, the two of them fell asleep, Pero nuzzled into your chest and Javi’s head in Pero’s lap. As you watched their chests rise and fall with each breath, you smiled remembering how lucky you were to have such amazing boyfriends.

Credit to @inklore

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odetodilfs · 1 year ago

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Kinktober requests:

Oct 1: Scent + bondage w/trans!Din

Oct 5: Sex tapes w/ Javier Peña

Oct 8: Overstimulation + bondage w/Javi G

Oct 13: Breeding kink w/Steven Grant

Oct 19: edging w/Din Djarin

Oct 22: Free use w/Marc Spector

Oct 25: Exhibitionism w/Oberyn Martell

Oct 29: Creampie w/Poe Dameron

Oct 31: Praise + Marking w/Steven Grant

Requests officially closed!

To those who didn't get their requests shown I'm so sorry but it was just already full/had two dif ideas and I had to pick and choose with which one I liked more!

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burntheedges · 5 months ago

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Roll-A-Trope Challenge Masterlist

Y'all the response to this challenge blew me away!! 🥺🥰 We are going to have so many amazing fics to read! 🧡 Check here for all of the character/trope pairings from when people joined.

I'll link each one as they're posted. Under the cut you'll soon find fics for Dave York, Dieter Bravo, Din Djarin, Dio Morrissey, Ezra (Prospect), Frankie Morales, Jack Daniels, Javi Gutierrez, Javier Peña, Joel Miller, Marcus Acacius, Marcus Moreno, Marcus Pike, Max Phillips, Nathan Landry, Oberyn Martell, Pero Tovar, and Tim Rockford! And so many amazing tropes!!

Last updated: 12/27 | Fic count: 56!

Dave York

Audience of One by @katareyoudrilling | 3k | Dave x f!reader Trope: famous person AU

Can You Remember Who You Were? by @punkshort | 9.1k | Dave x f!reader Trope: reincarnation

Danger Zone by @almostempty | 6k | Dave x Lana Kane (you) x Sterling Archer (crossover with Archer (TV)) Trope: snowed in

Down Bad by @schnarfer | 6.1k | Dave x f!reader | part 2 Trope: only one bed (and bonus, it's a coffee shop AU!)

It's Only Make Believe by @jennaispunk | 7k | Dieter x f!actress!reader Trope: fake dating

Sunshine & Rainbows by @jeewrites | 10.1k | Dave x f!reader Trope: amnesia

Dieter Bravo

Broken Hearts Mended by @bitchesuntitled | 6.1k | Dieter x f!reader Trope: time travel

Just like the Picture by @nerdieforpedro | 936 | Dieter x gn!reader Trope: landlord

Teleportation and Blue Whiskey (part 1) by @davnittbraes | 1.5k | Dieter x f!reader Trope: stuck in an elevator

this protector by @perotovar | 3.1k | Dieter x Din Trope: only one bed

Din Djarin

Familiar yet Foreign by @whxtedreams | 3.7k | Din x f!reader Trope: fake marriage

New Home (Part 1) by @weirdoneattheparty | 2.1k | Din x f!reader Trope: friends to lovers

something worse by @corazondebeskar-reads | 3.2k | Din x f!reader Trope: enemies to lovers

The Long Way Round by @din-cognito | 3.17k | Din x gn!reader Trope: road trip

Dio Morrissey

Crimes Against Each Other by @crowandmousewritingco | 2.9k | Dio x trans!reader Trope: enemies to lovers

Ezra (Prospect)

To Leave the Green by @cas-readsandwrites | 2k | Ezra & Cee, gen Trope: time loop

Frankie Morales

a kiss, my panacea by @skittlesfics | 917 | Frankie x gn!reader Trope: sickfic

Better Love by @docharleythegeekqueen | 3.4k | Frankie x reader Trope: snowed in

Dreamers (part 1) by @beefrobeefcal | 3.4k | Frankie x reader Trope: soulmates | now with Part 2!

Forever starts tonight by @sawymredfox | 3.6k | Frankie x f!reader Trope: pining

GOING DOWN by @aurorawritestoescape | 3.4k | Frankie x f!reader and Joel x f!reader Trope: exes

I Like You A Latte by @inept-the-magnificent | 752 | Frankie x f!reader Trope: coffee shop AU

I'm Yours by @ashleyfilm | 3.2k | Frankie x reader Trope: secret relationship

To Feel Your Body Against Mine by @flightlessangelwings | 4.5k | Frankie x f!reader Trope: secret relationship

Jack Daniels

i'd give anything for more time by @penvisions | 2k | Jack x f!reader trope: time loop

If I should die before you do by @maggiemayhemnj | 1.7k | Jack x f!reader trope: soulmates

Life's a Dance by @wordywarriorwrites | 2k | Jack x reader Trope: didn't know they were dating

Lucid Dreams by @fhatbhabiee | 3.2k | Jack x reader Trope: friends to lovers

Javi Gutierrez

Things You Knew by @eff4freddie | 8k | Javi G x reader Trope: soulmates

To Make a Day for You by @yopossum | 3k? | Javi G x f!reader Trope: stuck in an elevator

Javier Peña

3 sides of a man by @milla-frenchy | 3.3k | Javi x f!reader Trope: secret relationship

between two floors by @glowingxeyes | 1k | Javi x f!reader Trope: stuck in an elevator | there’s a part 2 and 3!

GOING DOWN by @almostfoxglove | 3.3k | Javi P x f!reader Trope: stuck in an elevator

good guys, bad deeds by @miss-oranje-disco-dancer | 3.9k | Javi x f!reader Trope: only one bed

Joel Miller

Birds of a Feather by @whocaresstillthelouvre | 5.3k | Joel x f!reader Trope: snowed in

Besties by @butterphii | >1k | Joel x f!reader

drive by @kedsandtubesocks | 2k | Joel x f!reader Trope: road trip

For Better or Worse by @captainredspade | Joel x f!reader Trope: fake marriage

Fragile State by @galway-girlatwork | 2.5k | Joel x OFC!Tara Trope: amnesia

Galway Girl by @yxtkiwiyxt | 7k | Joel x f!reader | part 2!! Trope: soulmates

If You're Reading This by @crowandmousewritingco | 4.5k | Joel x nb!reader Trope: epistolary

It Had To Be You by @jobean12-blog | 4.8k | Joel x f!reader Trope: enemies to lovers

Wish by @hotgirlbedtimescenarios | 1.7k Trope: time travel

Marcus Acacius

Searching for the stars by @the-mandawhor1an | 2.7k | Marcus x f!reader Trope: time travel

Marcus Moreno

Through Every Lifetime by @joelalorian | 4.5k | Marcus x f!reader Trope: reincarnation

Marcus Pike

Pike's Place by @pedges-world | Marcus x reader Trope: snowed in | series!!

Max Phillips

A Little Broken by @clawdeewritesfanfic | 3.2k | Max x f!reader Trope: pining

Time After Time by @grogusmum | drabble | Max x f!reader Trope: reincarnation

Nathan Landry

consensus ad idem by @sunshinehaze1 | 4.9k | Nathan x f!reader Trope: snowed in

Oberyn Martell

sweet and sour by @iamasaddie | 5.5k | Oberyn x f!reader Trope: fake relationship

The Correspondence of the Contagious by @crowandmousewritingco | 1.4k | Oberyn x gn!reader x Ellaria Trope: epistolary

Pero Tovar

Memories made, memories lost by @avastrasposts | 7.9k | Pero x f!reader Trope: amnesia

nothing is sure by @tinytinymenace | 2.5k | Pero x OFC Trope: didn't know they were dating

Tim Rockford

|Bump in the Night| by @dc418writes | Tim x black!reader Trope: friends to lovers

Keep Quiet by @auteurdelabre | Tim x f!reader Trope: secret relationship

When Only Memories Remain by @artsy-girl-76 | 3.4k | Tim x f!reader Trope: "shop" AU

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perotovar · 7 months ago

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rebirth — a pride month oneshot

pairing: genderfluid!javi gutierrez/ofc/reader (written in 3rd pov) rating: T word count: 2k content: javi uses hey/they pronouns, coming out, discussions of gender identity, mentions of misgendering and worries about being cast out/attacked for one's identity (doesn't actually happen), reader is only referred to as "she", google translate spanish, spanish pet names (used by both javi and reader), if i missed anything lmk! dividers: by @saradika-graphics beta: @qveerthe0ry and @scenaaario ily both ♥

summary: javi has been wanting to let his partner know something for a long time. in fact, this is something that javi has thought about for their entire life, and they're comfortable enough to finally say it.

a/n: written as a part of @romanarose 's pride event for week 1: coming out! i wanted to try something a little different and i hope you'll give it a try ♥

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They were both in the living room, the credits for their weekly movie rolling in front of them. Javi had been wanting to tell her this for a while now. If they didn’t get it out now, he was sure he never would.

“I believe I am… trans,” Javi said into the quiet room, gaze fixed to the floor.

She blinked, shifting her attention from Instagram and letting his admission settle over her. Javi curled in on himself, still unable to meet her gaze. She locked her phone and set it down on the coffee table, giving Javi her complete attention.

“Oh?” She asked quietly.

Javi closed his eyes briefly and nodded, hands balled into fists against his knees. “Y-yes, I,” he gulped. “Um. I feel… Inside. I feel it inside.”

She had no personal experience in any of this before, but Javi was coming to her in confidence. Javi trusted her with this side of… them? Him? Her? She really wasn’t sure which applied to Javi at this point.

She nodded, considering. “H-have you, um,” she gulped. “What brought you to that… conclusion? I’m sorry, osito, I’m… I’m new to,” she gestured vaguely, but stopped in case that came off as dismissive. “I’m not sure what I should say.”

Javi finally turned to her, huffing out a laugh and wiping his eyes. They grabbed their love’s hand and held it gently in their own.

“I am sorry,” he said softly. “I just sort of… sprung this on you, but. It has been on my mind a lot lately.”

She nodded, urging Javi to continue.

“I did not have the language that is available now, as I was growing up. I’m not sure if I’m… I do not believe I am a woman, but,” Javi paused, looking down at their clasped hands.. She squeezed their hand reassuringly, and Javi squeezed back. “Masculinity is… fragile.”

She snorted at that, making Javi laugh a little as well.

“Well, it is, but you know what I’m saying,” Javi giggled.

“I do.”

“I have always felt disconnected with masculinity. There were so many things men were supposed to do, to be,” Javi sighed. “I never felt like I– Like I was one of those people.”

“Should I–” she started, but fell quiet. “Sorry, I don’t want to interrupt you, osito,” she said softly, rubbing her thumb across his cheek. Javi leaned into the touch, and gave a small shake of his head.

“Por favor, pregunta.”

“How should… Is there a name more fitting for you now? Or new… pronouns?”

Javi bit their lip, thinking about it. “I like my name,” they said easily. “And… I think I like ‘they’?” Javi shrugged. “It is still new for me as well.”

She giggled softly and leaned closer to press her forehead to theirs “That’s okay. We can… We’re in this together, mi osito.”

Javi’s cheeks flushed. They nodded, steeling themself for their next announcement. “I, um. I was wondering if you could… help me?”

She leaned back to look at him, eyes questioning. “Of course, amor. Whatever you need.”

“Um, I purchased some… clothes and makeup and I was wondering if you could help me put some outfits together?” He rushed out shyly.

She beamed, excited at the idea of helping her love explore something they’d always wanted to.

“It’s just–” Javi gulped. “You always look so put together and pretty and–” “Javi,” she chuckled, taking his face in both hands. “I’d love to help you.”

The smile on Javi’s face could rival the sun.

Javi Gutierrez, he/they, discovered the word “genderfluid” a few months later. He liked that word, but it made everything all the more real. He knew that things were changing, but his mind was filled with brand new anxieties. He worried about being disrespected in meetings with studio executives, being misgendered, blacklisted, or even worse, a target.

For now, at least, he kept his identity private. Only his love, and immediate team were aware. To others, Javi was just a little adventurous when it came to fashion.

Ever since coming out to their partner, they’d gotten really good at applying their own eyeliner and lipstick, always a pretty neutral color that complimented his skin tone beautifully. Having lived in Mallorca most of his life, his wardrobe was already full of color, and he never shied away from the more “feminine” colors. Who knew wearing a pink suit would cause such a stir?

Some days they felt more masculine, and other days he felt more feminine. When they felt somewhere in the middle, they got to play around with some androgyny. The freedom to just… be was such a weight lifted off his shoulders. There were no restrictions to what they could do anymore. No pressures to act or look or be a certain way.

Javi was just… Javi.

And right now, Javi was nervous, but excited.

“Mi amor, look! What do you think? Do you think it is too much for the luncheon?” Javi asked brightly, twirling a little in their shared closet.

She gave him a once over and felt her heart flutter at just how happy Javi looked. She’d always had her suspicions about Javi, especially the longer they’d been together. Javi always carried themself a little… differently than most men. She understood now that it was because Javi wasn’t like most men. Or even a man at all. Well, not really, anyway.

“I love the color... but it may be a little too short,” Javi pouted, nervously tugging at the hem of the skirt.

“Oh, it’s perfect, mi osito,” she grinned, stepping closer to them. “However,” she started, biting her lip as she gave him another look. Javi’s eyes widened and their cheeks flushed. “I think you should wear your knee high socks with it. Balance it out a little.”

“Are you sure?” Javi blinked owlishly. They looked into the full length mirror turning first to the left, then right, assessing the outfit. He had chosen a matching set in a soft lavender, the delicate shade perfect against his golden skin. The tennis skirt made his ass look fantastic, and the polo shirt hugged his biceps perfectly, showing off his broad shoulders. The strip of skin that peeked out between the two pieces was an added bonus. “I haven’t worn anything this… obvious to this sort of meeting before.”

“What do you want to do, honey? I think you’ll look beautiful whatever you decide to wear,” she smiled, coming up behind them to wrap her arms around their waist. She kissed their shoulder comfortingly, nuzzling into the soft fabric.

Javi bit his lip as he turned in the mirror again. “I love the skirt. I love how it feels, but… Perhaps it is too casual? No quiero ser poco profesional.”

She hummed in understanding. “Maybe the earrings? The new ones,” she offered instead.

The tiny silver hoops with small crystals in the colors of the genderfluid flag were more delicate than Javi usually wore. The gender euphoria he would feel during the luncheon far outweighed the subtlety of the jewelry.

“Good idea,” Javi smiled, turning in her arms to cup her face and kiss her tenderly. She hummed happily into it, keeping her hands on their hips. As he pulled away, Javi’s eyes softened at her blissful expression. “I am not sure what I did to deserve you, but… I’m not complaining,” he chuckled softly.

Her heart thudded in her chest. She felt the exact same way. It would take a little time for her to get used to all the complexities and nuances of Javi’s gender, but she was willing to put in the work. She loved him, loved them for exactly the person Javi was.

“Perhaps I should not question it too much, hm?” Javi winked, then pressed a kiss to her forehead.

“Probably for the best,” she winked back. “Now, go get dressed so I can take you out later, ok?”

Javi smiled brightly and nodded, parting from her to get changed.

“I am nervous, mi amor,” Javi whispered, clutching her hand tightly in his own.

“You’ll be just fine. And you’ve got me here with you,” she grinned, and gave him a light peck on the cheek. “Don’t want to mess up your makeup,” she said, rubbing an invisible smudge off his highlighted cheekbone and winking.

Javi exhaled a heavy breath, eyes fluttering shut as he centered himself. “Alright. Press record, por favor.”

“Hola mis amigos,” they said shakily. "I have… I have something I’ve been meaning to share with all of you.” As nervous as Javi was, there was an undeniable determination in their eyes.

To say Javi’s coming out video went viral would be an understatement. Javi Gutierrez, screenplay writer and part-time producer, famed for working with the likes of Nicolas Cage, was coming out as genderfluid. It was on every news article and Twitter account for weeks.

Javi expected there to be mixed reactions, but the only opinions that they really cared about were from the people they’d be working with directly. His team had known for a long time, and they’d been out to themself for two years. They were sufficiently comfortable in this identity, and if he lost out on certain jobs, they weren’t worth having in the first place.

He did a few interviews after his initial coming out video, but made it clear that they didn’t want this to be something he had to talk about in every interview going forward. Yes, he was genderfluid, but it wasn’t the only thing.

Thankfully, lots of Javi’s celebrity friends were on his side. Every new set he worked on, he heard encouraging words from the cast and crew. A co-star who’s brand hinged on being very feminine, said Javi’s video unlocked a lot of feelings they had been trying to repress. One of the lighting guys, a man who could have passed for a member of the Hell’s Angels, quietly asked him for makeup recommendations while blocking a close-up shot. He worried about the people who wouldn’t be supportive, until he realized he had so many people in his corner that the bigots didn’t matter.

And above all else, he had her. She accepted them for who they were and even if she had questions or didn’t understand something, she made it a point to ask or do her own research.

Javi had never felt so seen. So respected.

And here, laying in her arms, head resting on her chest, they felt protected and loved.

“Your hair is getting long, mi osito,” she hummed quietly, twirling an errant curl around her finger.

“Sí, quería ver cómo quedaría,” Javi muttered, lifting their head and resting their chin on her stomach. He made eye contact with her, getting lost in the color of her eyes. “I have always wanted to know how I looked with long hair.”

“Oh, I’m sure it’ll be gorgeous, mi amor. These curls of yours,” she sighed wistfully.

Javi swayed their head from side to side, those curls bouncing and dancing along the tops of his shoulders. “You have said how much you love them,” Javi giggled.

“Well, it’s the truth. Maybe we can get some things to put in it once it’s even longer,” she offered, smiling softly.

Javi’s eyes grew wide and he sat up, on the bed, legs tucked under his backside. They were wearing a pale blue silk nightie that hugged their thighs and accentuated their shoulders beautifully. She couldn’t take her eyes off him.

“I would love that!” Javi exclaimed excitedly.

“Then it shall be so,” she grinned, playing with the bottom hem of the nightie they were wearing. She gazed up at him through her lashes, taking in the sharp angle of his cupid’s bow and full bottom lip. “When do you need to wake up, mi amor?”

Javi’s breath hitched as her fingers crept underneath the silk and across his thighs, and his gaze dropped to the smooth column of her neck. Their eyes met as he crawled over her to straddle her lap.

“Not early,” he hummed, “Did you have plans for this evening?” They asked mischievously, leaning in to tease open mouthed kisses across her collarbone.

“Maybe,” she sighed, reaching around to squeeze his ass, bare under the nightie.

“Good,” Javi smiled, leaning down to kiss her deeply, hungrily. She moaned into their mouth, relaxing as they found a comfortable rhythm.

And that’s just how it was for them. They were in sync. Javi had a feeling they always would be.

a/n: if you're curious to know what sort of nightie javi is wearing, this is what i was picturing ♥

#OscarPedroPrideEvent2024 #javi gutierrez #javi gutierrez fanfiction #javi gutierrez fic #javi gutierrez x reader #javi gutierrez x you #javi gutierrez fluff #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal cinematic universe #queer fiction #genderfluid #oaksfics

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aliorsboxostuff · 2 years ago

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MALE!READER WRITING REQUESTS OPEN!

Come check out my works bellow!

I've seen how devastatingly little male!reader fics are in my big fandoms, and as a gay man i feel like i should provide us with said fics! Which is why I'm opening my ask box for any and all male!readers and gn!readers requests! (Including anon requests!)

RULES:

I WON'T ACCEPT FEMALE!READER FICS REQUESTS. I’m a trans-masc genderfluid, so male!Readers or gn!Readers are the ones that I usually write and am comfortable with. It’s hard looking for male!reader fics, especially in female-dominated fandoms, that's why I'm opening requests for any and all sad and touch-starved dudes out there! If these don't fit your preferences then you are free to leave, and if you're a female user/reader entering my blog, I hope you remain respectful about the fics I write or get requests for, thank you.

NOTE: I NEVER USE ANY FORM OF Y/N IN MY FICS. Please be aware that i write based on my current fixations. Fixations may vary in how much i want to write them so i’ll be ranking from the MOST interested to the LEAST interested but will write. Please be patient in waiting for your fics as i, sadly, have IRL work to worry about too!

What i will write:

male!reader

gender-neutral reader

Ftm! Reader

Smut

Platonic or Romantic relationships

Kid!reader (ONLY platonic-parental relationships)

angst

fluff

comfort

headcanons

nsfw alphabets

drabbles

Series

Age gap (CHARACTERS MUST BE OVER THE AGE OF 19)

What I Won't write:

female!reader

underage characters (anyone under 17)

necrophilia

real people

pedophilia

Omorashi

age play

rape/non-con

incest

offensive/harmful things

THE CHARACTER LIST!

Current immediate fixation:

HOUSE MD (Up to s2)

Gregory House

James Wilson

Robert Chase

Lisa Cuddy

PEDRO PASCAL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE

Ezra (prospect)

Joel Miller

Javi Gutierrez

Javier Peña

Frankie Morales

Whiskey (Kingsman)

MORTAL KOMBAT 1

Johnny Cage

Kenshi Takahashi

Tomas Vrbada

Syzoth

HONKAI STAR RAIL

Boothill

Welt

Sampo

Gallagher

Dr. Ratio

JUJUTSU KAISEN

Satoru Gojo

Nanami Kento

Higuruma Hiromi

Ryoumen Sukuna

Yuuji Itadori (Fluff)

Toge Inumaki (Fluff)

Less interested (but will write) Fixations:

TOP GUN 86’ & TOP GUN: MAVERICK

Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd

Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin

COD MODERN WARFARE II

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

John 'Soap' Mactavish

König

DETROIT: BECOME HUMAN

Connor (RK800)

Nines (RK900)

HONORABLE MENTIONS

Chris Knight (Real Genius)

Hannibal (NBC)

The Corinthian (Netflix Sandman)

Leon S. Kennedy (RE4 Remake)

Luis Serra (RE4 Remake)

Understand that these are all works of fiction; I am perfectly fine with writing for topics including mafias, mobs, murder, organized crime, war, mental illness, abuse, etc.; but please do not romanticize them in any way. Reading it is fine; please don't romanticize them in your head.

If any of this provided information may seem confusing or have any questions, feel free to drop a DM and I will explain further! I will try to post fic requests as regularly and as fast as I can!

For refrence, these are fics i've written and uploaded to my AO3!

Steven Grant/Male Reader fluff

XMEN Family Pride Fic

Steven Grant/Male Reader Smut #1

Steven Grant/Male Reader Smut #2

Deadpool/Male Reader Fluff Confession

Deadpool/Ftm Reader Smut

Robert 'Bob' Floyd/Male Reader Fluff

Robert 'Bob' Floyd/Male Reader sunshine x grumpy

Tangerine/Male Reader Fluff/Angst Mature

Tangerine/Male Reader Mature

Tangerine/Male Reader (Escort Fic) Mature

Tangerine/NB Reader Teen&Up

Tangerine/Gender-Fluid Reader (Coming out fic)

Francisco "Catfish" Morales/Husband Reader

Joel Miller/Ftm Reader & Ellie Fluff

Joel Miller & Kid Reader

Joel Miller/Ftm Reader & Tess Fluff a bit Angst

Miguel O'hara/Male Reader Fluff

Miguel O'hara/Male Reader Spicy Fluff

Miguel O'hara/Male&GN Reader Spicy Fluff

Miguel O'hara/Male&GN Reader Fluff slight Angst

Din Djarin/Boyfriend Reader Smut

And the Short Fics/Drabbles on Tumblr!

Pulse (Tangerine/M!reader)

Deep Dive (Namor/M!reader)

Hold Tight (Tangerine/gn Reader)

Ner Mesh'la (Din Djarin/Male Reader)

Trinkets (Kurt Wagner/Gender-fluid Reader)

"Anythin' you wanna be." (Hobie Brown & Ftm Reader)

Little Nap! (Meows Morales Drabble)

Anyone that starts an argument about me writing exclusively for men and gender neutrals alike will get a very passive-aggressive and sarcastic reply to your request. There is an abundance of female!readers fics and writers who provide them; I am just here for people that takes a whole day searching for good male!reader fics. IF you do start an unnecessary rant about my fics or my writing preferences at a given moment; I’ve been in fandom spaces for the last 7 years of my life and run on pure manic adrenaline, I will throw hands.

Without further ado, REBLOG TO TELL ALL DUDES! I OPEN MY FLOOD GATES! WELCOME ALL MALE!READER REQUESTS!

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max--phillips · 1 year ago

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They're done! And they're lightened! So you can kinda see some of them! (Disclaimer: I do realize that Frankie and the thief are both still pretty dark, and I'm considering options so I'll probably have more icons in the near-ish future. I'm just done with the batch I wanted to get done this round lmao)

All of the icons are in my github repository here! (Pls read the readme.md file for more details!)

You can choose from 2 flavors of Din Djarin, 4 flavors of Dieter Bravo, Shane Dio Morrissey, Ezra, Frankie Morales, Javi Gutierrez, 3 flavors of Javier Peña, Joel Miller, Marcus Moreno, Marcus Pike, Max Phillips, 2 flavors of Maxwell Lord, Oberyn Martell, the thief, Tovar, Veracruz, and Whiskey.

Of those options, there are 13 flags of each: 7 stripe pride, ace, aro, Baker pride, bi, butch lesbian, genderqueer, intersex, lesbian, nonbinary, pan, Philly pride, and trans.

As always, requests, questions, concerns are always welcome!

#pedro pascal #pedro pascal icons #joel miller #agent whiskey #oberyn martell #tori says things #max says things

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odetodilfs · 2 years ago

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ftm!reader insecure about not being "man enough" and and Javi just cuddles him and reassures him he's perfect and enough.

Just fluff unless u feel like putting smth else.

(If u need more details tell me bc I suck at writing requests even tho the idea is like in my head)

Love this!! So cute!!

Sitting in your bed, arms around your legs, lamenting yourself for being you, just wanting to forget you and the world exist. You were tired. Tired of people saying how you were not being enough of a man, how a man has to do this, how a man has to look like that, it was tiring and draining.

But then, the only light in your life appeared as Javi walked through the door, "Hey cariño I had a-" his sentence was interrupted after seeing the state you were in, "Ay no, ¿qué pasó, querido?" he quickly got on the bed and roped you in for a hug as you let loose and sobbed into the man's chest, "Am I.. am I enough of a man to you?" you asked him with a shaky voice and teary eyes. The question seemed to surprise him, "Of course you are, you're enough of a man to me, and anyone who doesn't agree needs some glasses" he smiled, the way his lips curled made you feel a little happier. "Plus," he added, "I always call you my boyfriend, boy-friend, you're just as much of a man as I am" he said as he rubbed your back.

"T-thank you-" you said at a loss for words, he kissed you on the lips and held you in his arms as he stared endlessly into your eyes, "You're so pretty" is what he spent an entire hour telling you as he held you in his arms. The man was so cozy, he made you feel so safe, he was your world, and if Javi said you were enough of a man.. maybe it was time to believe him.

#pedro pascal #pedro pascal x male reader #pedro pascal characters #javi gutierrez #javi gutierrez x male reader #ftm reader #trans!reader #ftm mlm #gay #queer #lgbt #x male reader

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crowandmousewritingco · 3 months ago

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Pre-Breakfast Treat

Pairing: sub!Javi Gutierrez x trans!reader

Word Count: 2.6k

Rating: P (for porn)

Author: Mod Crow

Author's Note: It's been one hell of a long day

Masterlist

Warnings: Language, use of pet names (daddy, puppy (in English and Spanish). MDNI 18+

Rolling over, you reach out, throwing your arm over the now empty spot. Peeling your eyes open, you scan the bed, looking for Javi. After scanning your bedroom, you noticed a lack of him around. But then you noticed the smell of coffee and something sweet, a baked good maybe. Then there was a new smell, one that you recognized anywhere, hot chocolate. Smiling softly, you stretched, shaking slightly as a yawn tore through your body.

Throwing your legs over the edge of the bed, you rub your eyes, sighing softly as you roll your head, in an attempt to pop your neck. When nothing popped, you pushed yourself up off the bed. Heading for the cracked bedroom door, without paying much mind, you snagged a discarded shirt off the floor and slid it on. The familiar scent hitting your nose with a soothing sensation. Walking down the relatively quiet hall, the smell of the breakfast awaiting you, growing stronger, making your stomach growl.

Once you reached the top of the rather grand stairs, you could faintly hear Javi, softly humming a song you didn’t recognize. Tiptoeing down the stairs, you listened to Javi hum. It wasn’t till you reached the bottom of the steps, that you realized that the humming wasn’t actually humming, Javi was singing softly to himself. Rounding the wall to the kitchen you stop and quietly watch him, the way he sways softly to the song he’s singing to himself.

“Bésame, bésame mucho. Como si fuera esta noche la última vez. Bésame mucho. Que tengo miedo perderte, perderte otra vez.” As Javi came to a stop in his singing, you watched him turn around with two mugs of what looked like hot chocolate. Hearing the soft thud of the mugs being sat down, you smile softly.

“Well buenos días, to you handsome. What were you singing just now? I don’t think I’ve heard that one before.” Your voice startled him just enough to make him jump slightly. Walking into the kitchen, you look over the small assortment of foods; most of which were fresh fruits.

“Buenos días. You can’t go around scaring me like that, you’re going para matarme un día de estos amor.” You couldn’t help but chuckle at Javi’s words. Over the five years of knowing each other and two of dating, you had picked up a lot of Spanish from listening, the other bits you learned through learning the language. “That song, my mom used to sing it while she cleaned around nuestra casa. It’s this vieja canción called “Bésame Mucho” by Consuelo Velázquez.” You could see Javi’s crooked smile grow across his face. That simple thing, making you smile as well.

“I can’t say I’ve heard that one, you’ll have to show it to me sometime Jav.” Your eyes drifted from his, down his bare chest, till they refocused on the tray that he had been putting together. “Oh! Whatcha make?” Your eyes scan over the foods, only two of which you could put a name to. The hot chocolate and the churros. “I thought churros were a snack like dessert food. Were you just craving something sweet?” You look back to Javi’s, a soft smirk growing on your face as you rounded the island counter corner. Standing next to him, you pressed into his slightly taller frame, arms snaking around his waist.

“You know, if you wanted something sweet, you could have had breakfast in bed.” You look up at him. You could see the confusion wash over his face though it was short lived. You watched as his tanned face grew redder and redder. Pulling away from Javi’s waist, you rested your hands on your hips.

“Aww is mi dulce cachorrito, all flustered?” You teased as you gently grabbed a hold of Javi’s chin, thumb resting just below his lips.

“I-I wanted to do something agradable para su papi.” The smirk growing more devilish after Javi said that one pet name.

“What you did is super nice mi cachorrito. So I think a certain puppy deserves a treat.” Sliding your hand up Javi’s jaw, you dip your thumb under his chin, running it gently down his throat. Once your hand came to a stop, fingers resting behind Javi’s ear with your thumb resting on his sideburn, you asked. “What do you think? Should you get a treat?” Without opening his mouth, Javi hummed a ‘yes’ and gently nodded as well.

“Okay cachorrito, I know just what treat you should get.” Taking your hand from Javi’s face, you drop it, grabbing his hand. Intertwining your fingers together, you gently pulled him behind you to the living room. Once in the living room, you led Javi to the couch where you gently pushed him onto it. Javi obediently fell onto the cushions gazing up at you with curiosity. Standing in front of Javi, you gazed down at him. You reached out to him, raking your fingers through his soft hair. The attention making Javi hum out happily.

“What is mi presente papi?” Javi asked, staring up at you with his sweet brown eyes. You could see the hints of excitement evident on his soft features.

“It’s a little…think of it as a little appetizer.” Retracting your hand from Javi’s hair, you reached for the hem of the shirt. Pulling it off teasingly slow, you sway your hips slightly, humming absentmindedly. Tossing the clothing aside, you reached for the hems of your boxers. Shimming out of the material, you look back to Javi, who was now sitting almost in awe, an evident tent growing his own boxers.

“Aww does my cachorrito need help with something?” Watching Javi nod eagerly made you reach out and comb your fingers through his hair soothingly. “Okay cachorrito, are you ready for your caramelo?” You keep combing through his hair, stopping at the back of head giving it a soft scratch.

“Sí, por favor papi.” Javi pleaded softly. You couldn’t help but smirk. You had Javi right where you liked him. Brian in such a state of need that he could no longer coherently translate so he wasn’t even trying.

“Okay, slide off the couch onto your knees for me.” Maintaining eye contact, you watched as Javi obediently did exactly as you said. “Good boy. Now, let me see that pretty tongue of yours.” From your position you see Javi palming himself through his boxers. Tsking him, you stop your combing at the back of his head, you grip a fist of his hair, causing him to gasp out moan.

“Puppy…You forgot to ask for permission. I don’t think you deserve your treat anymore.” You watched his hand shoot away from his leaking cock and tuck both hands behind his back.

“¡No! Por favor. I-I’m sorry, please don’t. Seré un buen chico, lo prometo.” Not only could you hear him beg, you could practically see the begging on his face.

“Okay baby, but you’re not allowed to touch yourself. Understood?” You tighten your fingers on Javi's hair for a moment before loosening your grip.

“Sí.” You felt Javi nod his head fervently, despite the hold you had on it.

“Okay, but there is no second chance after this baby. If it happens again then you know what your punishment is.” You felt him nod again, this time, it was slow and lethargic. “Let me see that pretty tongue again, cachorrito.” Javi instantly obeyed your demand, earning a soft hum of approval.

Letting go of Javi’s hair, you cup the back of his head. Propping you right foot up on the couch, you -kind of awkwardly- move yourself just a bit closer. Now standing over him with a foot on the couch behind him, you gently pull his head closer to your pulsing dick and needy hole. Feeling the pad of his tongue press against you causes you to relax and groan out happily. You start with gentle grinding at first, but your need for more friction quickly takes over your actions. Looking up, you drop your head back as you moan out an expletive. Hearing your response, you hear Javi groan. Gripping the back of Javi’s head, you press yourself against his mouth harder, speeding up your grinding.

“Fuck cachorrito, your tongue feels so good. If you can make daddy cum without using those wonderful hands of yours,” Your sentence getting cut off but a moaned curse, “I might let you cum dentro de mí.” Lifting your head, you look down at Javi again. Nodding against you, you feel his nose nudging your dick every so often. Gripping his hair -and with a loud moan from the man beneath you- you raise his head just enough so that his nose was practically rubbing your dick. Feeling that all too familiar knot in the pit of your belly growing tighter, you essentially bury his face.

“Fuck baby boy, I-I’m gonna…ah…I’m gonna-” Before you could finish your words, you feel the knot in your stomach snap, causing your grinding to turn into jerky thrusts. Shooting your head back and eyes squeezed shut, you moan out Javi’s name. Riding your high out on Javi’s tongue, you feel yourself come back to after what felt like an eternity. The first thing you noticed were the moans and whines from the man below you.

Opening your eyes, you blink a few times, willing your eyes to focus on something. Once focused you look down to Javi, his eyes squeezed shut. Pulling away from his face, his eyes lull open. Dropping your eyes from his euphoric painted face, you look to the new dark spot that has formed. Taking your foot off the couch, you crouch next to Javi while combing through his hair.

Now at eye level with Javi, you watch his eyes lazily follow you down, the blissed out face relaxing into a tired smile. Smiling back, you dig his hands out from behind his back and help him to his feet. Pulling off his soiled bottoms, you gently guide him to sit on the couch. Planting a soft kiss on the top of his head, you toss the clothes towards the hall that leads to the laundry room. Turning your attention back to Javi, you brush the hair from his face and take a moment to caress his wet cheek.

“I’ll be right back baby.” Planting one more kiss to his forehead, you turn your attention towards the kitchen. Making your way back to the kitchen, you brighten the light in the living room using the light dimming slide. Stepping into the kitchen you grab a dish towel, you turn toward the small sink that’s hidden away on the inside counter of the island and turn the sink on. Sticking a finger under the falling water, you play around with the knob for a second, finding the perfect temperature. Once finding an acceptable temperature, you soak a corner of the towel. Turning off the knob, you squeeze out the excess water, shaking your hand slightly, getting rid of the dripping water from your hand.

Making your way back to the living room, you grab the tray that Javi had put together for the two of you. Humming the song you had heard him singing earlier, you set the tray on the low sitting coffee table. Cleaning off your hand first, you look at Javi, who has now made himself comfortable, cuddled up with the plush blank that he insisted on keeping on the couch. Chuckling, you make your way so that you can sit next to him. Sitting next to him, you gently reach out and tilt his head so that he is now looking at you.

“Hi baby, let's get you cleaned up yeah?” Feeling him nod slightly against your hand, you smile. Uncrumpling the corner of the rag, you bring it to Javi's face, gently wiping it clean. Folding the corner in on itself you take your hand from his face and pull the blanket down just enough to see his softening cock. Gently taking it in your hand, you feel him jerk with a gasp. Shushing him softly, you quickly -but gently- cleaned him off. Once clean, you toss the wrap towards the clothes you had discarded earlier.

Gently sitting next to him, you grab the tray and snuggle up against him, resting the tray on your legs. Lifting your arm, you let Javi get comfortable again. Looking at him you couldn’t help but smile; pressing your lips to his forehead, leaving your lips pressed to his forehead for a moment you hum softly before pulling away.

“I know you meant for us to eat this while fresh, but I know it will still taste amazon bcause you made it.” With you free hand, you pick up a slice of honeydew. Taking a bite you hum in pleasure. “So I recognize the churros and th ehot chocolate, what this other thing?” Taking another bite of the melon you watch him grab the small fried pucks, he offers it to you.

“Yes, this would have been better warm, but it is still good. It wass how mi madre used to make her after mass chorizo and cuajada empanada.” Nodding softly, you open your mouth, allowing him to press the mini empanada to your tongue. Pulling his finger from your mouth, Javi gives you a big smile on his face, dimple and all. Closing your mouth you bite through the still mostly crunchy shell, as the mingled flavors spill into your mouth, you taste it. Resting you head back you hum loud.

“Javi, these are amazing.” Lifting your head you look at Javi, swallowing the on ehad given you. Sitting your melon slice back on the tray, you grab another mini empanada. “Thank you for doing all of this,” You gesture to the food. “For me.” You lean and give him a quick peck on the cheek before popping the small crispy food into your mouth. Hearing him chuckle, you look at him. “What’s so funny?” You playfully pout, chewing the food.

“I Just thought os something. If you and mi abuela Claudia, she would have loved you.” Hearing him say that makes your smile grow.

“Yeah? You think so?”Swallowing, you grab one of the small glasses of of what looked like orange juice, and brought it to your lips, tilting it to take a drink. Swallowing down the liquid, you notice that it wasn’r orange juice, it was mango juice. “I like the mango juice it’s different.” You press another kiss to Javi’s forehead.

“Sí, abula Claudia loved everyone like her own. She didn’t care who you were, where you came from, or the social group you came from. She was everyone��s abula.” Nodding you turn your head and rest your head on his.

“She sounded wonderful.” You speak in a hushed tone.

“She was.” Javi matched your tone, hand now resting on yours.

Taking a slow deep breath, you slowly exhale. Relax into the couch and Javi’s steadily raisind and fall chest. Once content and comfortable you cleared your throat.

“So tell me about the churros. I thought those were a sweet treat like food.” Your request making Javi laugh. Laughing yourself, you nudge him playfully. “Hey laughing isn’t funny.” You squeeze Javi into your side for a moment before loosening your hold on him.

“Normally yes, but these are different. But that’s all I’ll say, try on.” Reaching up he grabs one and dipps it into the hot chocolate. Pulling the churro out, you notice that the hot chocolate is thicker than you were expecting. “The hot chocolate is called, champurrado. It’s thicken hot chocolate.” Bring it closer to your face, you chuckle before take a bite.

“Holy shit baby. I didn’t know your family was full of chiefs.” You joke, making him laugh.

“What can I say? I like being full of surprises. Now shush, eat.” Javi nudged you back, making you laugh a bit louder. Playfully raising your hand in surrender, you sigh dramatically.

“Okay party pooper.” Laughing together once more, you sigh before digging into the breakfast.