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[everyhowlmarksthedead]

Hi, everyone! I'm back after some months of struggling with life ( but I'm much better now ). Thank you all for all the messages you've sent me during my absence, I promise I'll reply to all of them as soon as I can. Having said that, I'mma take requests for drabbles with prompts under the cut or with any prompt of your own!

Rules are simple ( please, read them ).

Only one request per blog.

If I don't feel comfortable or capable to write a request, I won't.

The writings will contain less than 600 words unless the idea inspires me to write it longer.

Don't push me with times. It can take me one day or one week. I'm getting used to being back and making all my hobbies fit with my new routine.

Don't ask directly for smut. You can add it to your request and I'll decide if I write it or not.

Always be kind, starting your request with a hello and finishing with a thank you. Don't forget there's a real person behind the screen.

** if you also like Lee Bodecker, I'm taking requests for him on my other blog @everyhowlmarksthedead.

PROMPTS:

“I’ve been excited to see you all day.”

“Give us a chance. One chance”.

“I just wanted to hear your voice”.

“Nightmares again?”

“Was I really that drunk?”

“Put some clothes on, for the love of God”.

“No one has to know about us, I know this could ruin you”.

“We could get arrested for this”.

“Stop ignoring me, it's driving me crazy”.

“I can't stay away from you”.

“Why are you helping me?”

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I'll take requests for drabbles for the next characters:

Mayans MC: any of them.

SOA: Happy Lowman and Juice Ortiz.

You can send me one prompt from the list under the cut.

Rules are simple ( please, read them ).

Only one request per blog.

If I don't feel comfortable or capable to write a request, I won't.

The writings will contain less than 600 words unless the idea inspires me to write it longer.

Don't push me with times. It can take me one day or one week. I'm getting used to being back and making all my hobbies fit with my new routine.

Don't ask directly for smut. You can add it to your request and I'll decide if I write it or not.

Always be kind, starting your request with a hello and finishing with a thank you. Don't forget there's a real person behind the screen.

PROMPTS:

“I’ve been excited to see you all day.”

“Give us a chance. One chance”.

“I just wanted to hear your voice”.

“Nightmares again?”

“Was I really that drunk?”

“Put some clothes on, for the love of God”.

“No one has to know about us, I know this could ruin you”.

“We could get arrested for this”.

“Stop ignoring me, it's driving me crazy”.

“I can't stay away from you”.

“Why are you helping me?”

#mayans mc x reader #mayans mc imagine #mayans mc #bishop losa x reader #tranq loza x reader #creeper vargas x reader #taza romero x reader #riz ariza x reader #angel reyes x reader #ez reyes x reader #ezekiel reyes x reader #gilly lopez x reader #sons of anarchy x reader #happy lowman x reader #juice ortiz x reader

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I'll take requests for drabbles for the next characters:

Narcos: Javier Peña.

Star Wars: Din Djarin.

The Devil All The Time: Lee Bodecker.

You can send me one prompt from the list under the cut.

Rules are simple ( please, read them ).

Only one request per blog.

If I don't feel comfortable or capable to write a request, I won't.

The writings will contain less than 600 words unless the idea inspires me to write it longer.

Don't push me with times. It can take me one day or one week. I'm getting used to being back and making all my hobbies fit with my new routine.

Don't ask directly for smut. You can add it to your request and I'll decide if I write it or not.

Always be kind, starting your request with a hello and finishing with a thank you. Don't forget there's a real person behind the screen.

PROMPTS:

“I’ve been excited to see you all day.”

“Give us a chance. One chance”.

“I just wanted to hear your voice”.

“Nightmares again?”

“Was I really that drunk?”

“Put some clothes on, for the love of God”.

“No one has to know about us, I know this could ruin you”.

“We could get arrested for this”.

“Stop ignoring me, it's driving me crazy”.

“I can't stay away from you”.

“Why are you helping me?”

#pedro pascal x reader #javier peña x reader #javier pena imagine #din djarin x reader #star wars fanfiction #sheriff lee bodecker x reader #sheriff lee bodecker #lee bodecker x reader

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Imma repeat later the requests' call with a list of prompts and headcanons. I love the ideas you're sending me but they're all for more than 600 words and I ain't ready yet to write something longer than drabbles. Even so, I'll keep them to write them one day.

#maria: talking

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Hi! So glad your back!! 💛

May I please request a Juice Ortiz Image where the R gets hurt (you can decide how) and Juice has to take care of her and he’s literally so protective of her and it’s just fluff 🥺 thank you sm honey!!

Hi, anon! I'm glad to be back too, let's see how much time I can last this time lmao

I love your idea! I'll get it ready soon. Thank you for requesting ❤

#maria: replies #juice ortiz x reader #August requests

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do i have a bee in my bonnet and i ain't gonna wait till tomorrow to post the requests open? yes.

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Useful links✨ehmtd

❝ R E Q U E S T S O P E N

❝ M A S T E R L I S T

❝ T A G L I S T ( new! )

❝ SIDE BLOG (reblogs and complaints)

❝ BUCKY BARNES BLOG (writing)

❝ SAM WILSON BLOG (writing)

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Good to see you again 💜💜💜

I really hope everything gets better 💜💜

You don't have to apologize for disappearing. Your mental health comes first. 💜💜

Love to have you back💜💜

Thank you so much for your message and for understanding me ❤ I hope you've been well!

#maria: replies

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Hiya everyone! 

First of all, I'd like to say that I'm sorry for disappearing without prior notice. I've been through one of the hardest times of my life. Since November I've been falling into a hole. As many of you already know, I've been suffering from depression since a very young age and it seems like in May I hit rock bottom. I also stopped talking to my most close friends and family. I wasn't able to see the light and I used to have very bad thoughts.

Almost two months ago I started to cry for no reason in front of my mother, who was really worried because she wasn't aware of what was really happening inside my mind. I went to a therapist and I got meds to help me with my situation. Of course, they didn't help so I had to do the hugest effort I've ever done and I talked with my parents about what was going on. We were talking for almost five hours non-stop, and they thought they could try to pay a private therapist even if it's very expensive, but I knew that talking about my struggles with life wouldn't help at all. My mother remembered how happy I used to be when I used to go to the gym, so she paid for membership during the last month to see if it works.

And it's working. Going to the gym, having a routine, and working on discipline have helped me more than anything. Now I have a sleeping schedule, I'm socializing again and I've made new friends. Arya has helped me too, of course, more than I can explain.

Now, I'm feeling better than ever before and I can't even believe it sometimes.

That's the reason why I disappeared from everybody's life, and I'm really sorry for my friends here and any person who has messaged me worried about my situation and about why I wasn't here. I'm grateful for every one of you from the bottom of my heart. You can't imagine how much.

Once I said that I'm ready to be back here. To try to write something and to interact with all of you. Even so, in case I disappear again ( because of work ) you can follow me on Instagram ( @mariaxmtnz ) and message me there.

Maybe tomorrow I'll open requests for drabbles. And, by the way, I'm sorry for all the requests you sent me months ago and the ones I never posted / written.

Again, thank you for all your messages. I love you ❤

#maria: talking

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Thanks for adding me! ❤

Benny content?? Benny x Frankie content?? Benny x reader x Frankie content??

There is not enough of any of these out there in the world.

Sign me up.

—LTB

Hello, @ladytrashbird!  Lovely to see you in my inbox today!!  🥰🥰 You’re not kidding about Franke x Benny and Franke x Reader x Benny stuff being few and far between, which is a shame since they’re such a fun pairing!!

I assume you’re here ‘cause you saw that I’m writing a FxRxB blanket fic (prev posts in case you missed them: part 1, part 2, and part 3), though it will probably be a while before it sees the light of day. In the meantime, here’s some other Benny stuff I’m aware of....

First of all, be sure to check out the lady’s own The Price of Souls, a haunted!TF fic (which I hear may have a hint of Benny x Molly), that’s creepy but so, so good!!

Frankie x Reader x Benny:

Messy Pile of Affection  by @flightlessangelwings (ao3)

Baby, how do you sleep when you lie to me?  by @everyhowlmarksthedead

...and one Frankie x Reader & friend!Benny fic currently in progress:

More Than Words by @foli-vora

Frankie x Benny:

fishben art  by @littledozerdraws (here & here)

this tiny thot  by @alwaysbethewest (check her tags ; )

Other Benny x reader:

(You know, I used to have a couple fav Benny fics, but sadly it seems like they’ve moved or been deleted.  But here’s some other places you could look...)

 Ben Miller x Reader tag on ao3 (all of 16 fics right now)

@autumnleaves1991-blog both writes and recs a lot of Benny stuff under her Benny Miller x Reader tag

...feel free to comment here or msg me if you have other fic recs for Frankie & Benny and I’ll add them here. <3

#fic recs

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; hitwoman

benny miller x fem!reader. ⸺ useful links.

request by anon. Hi Aurora!! Here’s the request for benny - maybe he finds out his s/o was an assassin or hitman before they were together, and maybe she gets pulled into another job because someone she cared for in that old life/job was killed? Thank you in advance 💛

words. about 1k.

warnings, tags. none.

a / n. sorry for taking too long to post it. none of my writings contains reader's body descriptions to be inclusive. if you find something out of place, please send me a message and i'll change it.

Your hands are still trembling after hanging up the call. You can't believe he's dead. Danny was your partner for more than five years. You've been together in Japan, Italy, England, France and a lot of other countries around the world hunting big rats. And now, he's dead. Someone hunted him as if he was another of those rats. When you met Benny, you promised to leave that life away. You started from scratch. Three years have passed and you're a new woman with a recognized job forming soldier for the army, working toe-to-toe with your brother-in-law. But you need to avenge him. There's no one else who can do this job more than you.

With fresh tears on your cheeks and your crystal eyes, you have to focus to grab a backpack and keep inside all your equipment. Flak jacket, night vision goggles, camouflage clothes, daggers, and your inseparable gun. A golden Colt with ornaments around the barrel. A gift from Danny when you promoted and Mister Diare put you by his side. These bullets will be the ones who kill that motherfucker. You have all the information you need. His social circle, the places he runs, the location of his house, even the kindergarten where his four-year-old little girl assists.

You are too concentrated picking up your stuff that you haven't heard the door of your garage being opened, nor the feet coming closer towards you. But as soon as you feel a hand on your arm, you turn at the speed of the lights with your gun at the height of your eyes. Ben takes a step back with both hands raised, trying to keep calm. He looks confused, traveling his blue orbs to the bag behind you and its content.

“What are you doin'?” Your boyfriend asks in a breathing, watching you pull down the weapon.

“I have to go”. You just reply, leaving the gun over the table to continue with your task.

“To where? Everything okay? Why are you crying?”

This is just the start of an interrogatory, where he asks but you don't reply. He notices the lack of air coming to your lungs, needing to stop you somehow. He has seen you waking up from nightmares —sweating, anxious, panicking—, but this is different. This is far away from being one of those daydreams he has had sometimes, forgetting for a moment he is at home. Safe and sound from war. Benny doesn't doubt wrapping your middle back and your chest with both of his arms. You are strong, but he is stronger. His strength is what pays half of the bills. The surprise invades him when you don't fight against his tight embrace. You just fall into pieces, quietly, sobbing, closing your eyelids but letting the tears fall down your burning cheeks.

“(Y/N), it's okay… Please, breathe”. Benny whispers into your left ear, placing after a kiss on your temple. “Talk to me… tell me what's going on. Lemme help you, please, baby”.

You can't. You want to tell him about your partner. But, how he'd react to knowing his fiancé was a mercenary? It's not something that pops up while you're making breakfast, saying do you know I used to kill people without caring shit about them just for money? You don't want him to hate you. And yes, you could simply say that someone close has died and you have to attend the funeral, but he'd insist on coming with you. Be your anchor.

“I can't”. You whisper in tears, pushing him away to pack your stuff left before wearing your jacket.

You pass him away, straight to outdoors to step in your car and leave your home. Leave your present life for a man who saved you from the past one. A man who treated you like his daughter, like the most precious thing of his existence. Stretching your hand to your SUV to unlock it with the control remote, you stop dead. Will is there. By his sides, Frankie, Santi, and Tom. They are all wearing black clothes, military boots, and serious gestures on their faces. Backpacks at their feet. You haven't noticed your boyfriend, looking just like them, until he reaches you outside.

Turning at him, disconcerted as hell while cleaning your tears, you are trying to figure out what they're doing on your porch. Ready for whatever.

“I know”. He just says before taking a place by his brother's left.

“When you appeared in our lives, I investigated you”. Santiago confesses, making your heart stop for a second. “You came from nowhere, with really… good skills and that pretty innocent face. Something was off”.

“This morning I received a call. Daniel Romson was killed last night in Texas. Payback, they called it”. Will speaks then, taking a step closer towards you, letting them talk without interrupting. “And now, you want your own revenge”.

“You don't unders—”. You try to say.

“Yeah, we do”. Frankie utters crossing his arms on his chest, behind his friend.

“We all have been in a war, isn't that right?” Tom assures, raising his chest in a brief move.

“If you think, you're gonna go alone… You're really wrong, darling”. Will give voice to the decision they've made without consulting you.

“We are a team”. Your boyfriend faces you without doubting, holding your hand to gently squeeze it. “If they fuck up with you, they fuck up with us”.

“Yeah, baby, let us play too”. His brother chuckles, nudging you, trying to make the tension around disappear.

You can't help but show them a soft fleeting smile, nodding your head in silence. You can't believe Benny has known it all the time and he has never said absolutely anything. And, not only that. Now, he's going to accompany you —bringing his family— to complete your last job.

feedback is appreciated and needed. please, don't forget to leave a comment and reblog to reach more people.

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again, thank you so much for all the love and the support you give me and my writings every day. this blog, this winter's family, wouldn't be anything without any of you. i love you all with all my heart, soul, and mind. to celebrate it you're gonna have 15 filthy days, with different kinks, situations and prompts you will pick.

RULES / INFO

if you don't read them, i won't take your request. it's simple.

anons can't send requests, only blogs. i think this is normal since i'm celebrating a followers milestone.

only one request per blog.

you can maximum choose two options: for example, one kink and one situation, or one prompt and one place (...)

they will be drabbles with less than 600 words. unless i feel inspired and motivated with a request in concrete.

feedback is necessary. if you send a request, reblog it when it is posted.

stay hydrated and don't forget that I love you.

KINKS

Choking

Gagging / Deep throat

Tied

Daddy / Mommy

Cockwarming

Double penetration

Spanking

Size difference

Orgasm denial

Getting caught

Remote vibrator

Dirty talk

Knife play

Filming themselves

Thigh riding

Phone call

Clothes on

Mirror

Silent

Any of your choice

PLACES / SITUATIONS

In a car

In an elevator

In a party

In a family celebration

At work

In an alley

In a cinema

In the beach

In a park or wooden area

Any of your choice

AUs

A/B/O

Vampire(s)

Mob

Cop(s)

High School / University

The 40s

Roommates

Teacher(s)

Bookstore

Any of your choice

PROMPTS

“I think it's the first time I've heard you moan… It's like hearing angels singing”.

“Don't apologize about your morning wood”.

“I just want to please you”.

“Tell me I'm a good boy/girl”.

“Will be our secret”.

“I'm yours, you know I'm only yours”.

“Do we need a safe word?”

“You look so good, but imagine how good you'd look with my fingers inside of you”.

“Don't you dare to touch yourself till I'm on the phone so I can hear you moaning my name”.

Any of your choice.

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summary. it's baby reyes!reader's birthday and angel discovers something he doesn't like. (±1k).

happy birthday. angel reyes, mayans mc.

good enough. lee bodecker, tdat. +18

summary. your father invited you to his birthday party and things ended badly. (±2.3k)

you're mine. tranq loza, mayans mc.

summary. tranq is jealous and doesn't hide it. (±700)

lovelier. din djarin, star wars.

summary. mandalorian!reader shows her face to Din for the first time, after being married for a long time. (±500)

kindergarten. hank voight, chicago pd.

summary. pratt takes care of your little girl while you're working when deputy miller appears. (±1k)

i only have eyes for you. gilly lopez, mayans mc. +18

summary. gilly thinks it's a good idea to make you feel jealous. (±2k)

i told you. bishop losa, mayans mc.

summary. bishop breaks down the door of your dorm for a good reason. (±350)

old requests pending to be posted.

new requests / wips.

[everyhowlmarksthedead]

Hi do you take requests for x readers/imagine?

hi! requests are closed for now, sorry.

#maria: replies

[everyhowlmarksthedead]

just a little reminder:

you are not obligated to maintain your blog or upkeep of content. sometimes i feel like we get wrapped up in the fact that tumblr always has to be on. always posting content, always responding, consistently churning out new things but that can be really draining. don’t burn yourself out for the sake of this website. if you need to take time away or just want to stop it all together, that’s absolutely 100% valid. and if anyone’s ever made you feel like it’s not, i’m here to tell you it is! you do what’s best for you. and i always say, the minute it starts feeling like a job, take a step back and reflect. that’s not what this is about you know? sometimes it can get stressful and chaotic, but at the end of the day we’re all just tryna have fun. 

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; kindergarten

hank voight x fem!reader.

request by @graniairish and @scarletsoldierrr. Hi there. first of all, I love your stories. they always brighten my day. might it be possible that you could write a oneshot for me? pretty please ❤❤ something like, Reader is a single mom with a 9 year old daughter and works closely with Trudi as a clerk. she has only ever had negative experiences with men because they cannot cope with the fact that Reader is a mother. reader has secretly lost her heart to Hank Voight, but thinks she has no chance. but Hank likes readers a lot and then takes the first step. if there is a lot of fluff and a happy ending with a kiss that would be really great. / So excited your taking request. Just found your page and don’t know how I’m just finding it now!!:) can I request a hank voight x younger reader. He’s protective of her and there’s always been an obvious attractive and connection and something happens and they finally get together! Smut if you feel like it :) thank you ❤️your beautiful!

words. about 1k.

warnings, tags. none.

a / n. none of my writings contains reader's body descriptions to be inclusive. if you find something out of place, please send me a message and i'll change it.

“Look who is here!”

Platt is never bothered when she sees your daughter stepping into the District. It just has happened a couple of times, her babysitter has decided to cancel her shift at the last minute and you have to work. But your boss is glad to spend some time with your daughter since she really loves her and always has a good time together.

“Sorry, Serge', Cindy bailed on me”.

“Hi, Trudy!”

“Hi, Alice”. They both melt into a noisy hug until the older turns at you. “No problem, (Y/L/N). We're gonna have so much fun today, right?”

“Is it Hank over here?”

“Not yet, but he mu—”.

“Is it Christmas morning?” The husky voice you could die for interrupts Plat.

Your daughter walks out from the counter, practically running to jump onto your other boss's arms. And he raises gladly, placing a kiss on her cheek. Voight is the kindest man you have ever met and he loves your kids with all his strengths.

“What 'you doing here, uh?”

“No school today”. She just shrugs her shoulders, as the man puts on her jacket drawing a soft smile on the lips you'd love to kiss.

“Wanna have breakfast with me?”

“Yes!” Alice screams, shaking her small arms, turning at you to ask for permission.

“Uhm… sure, just lemme gi—”.

“Don't you dare to give me money, (Y/L/N)”. Hank glances at you squinting, not focusing on you anymore to walk upstairs and leave the place with your daughter.

“He likes you”.

Platt's whisper takes you by surprise as you were too oblivious imagining a life together and Alice calling him dad, slightly jumping on your feet and frowning as you spin around to face her. She has both eyebrows raised and, by the lack of response, she waves both hands before putting a zip on her mouth.

You were playing it cool knowing your daughter was in good hands. Nothing could happen to her being with Hank. Until you receive a call through the radio, asking your patrol to come back immediately to the District. The officer doesn't say anything else and your mind starts to play dirty with you. You can't help but imagine one hundred situations where your baby girl gets hurt somehow. Inevitable for any cop surrounding her.

You stomp into the station like a bat out of hell, looking everywhere trying to find Alice sitting there. Safe and sound. But Platt intercepts you before you can open your mouth. She points with her forefinger upstairs, straight to Intelligence. Not even a minute after you're already at their offices. Emptied, except for Sergeant Miller sat in Voight's chair with a sour gesture on her face. Gulping as you watch your daughter in tears, sticking her head out the office, your little girl runs towards you to jump into your arms. She isn't hurt, so you know at the instant what's happening there.

Coming into the office, before leaving Alice on Kevin's desk painting some kind of magic animal, you take a seat in front of your supreme boss.

“This is not a kindergarten”.

You bow your head down, aware there are no excuses to make her understand what has happened. A woman like her would never understand.

“I'm sorry”. You whisper, tangling your hands over your lap, not being able to look at her.

“This is a District. A police station. What kind of mother leaves her child accessible to killers, rapist—”.

“Don't you dare, Samantha”.

You suddenly raise your head, turning to the door following the rough husky voice speaking in your defense. Voight is there, jaw clenched, arms behind his back.

“I asked her to bring the kid here. I went for a witness, but she knew to perfection she couldn't move from my office. And, believe me, she obeys my orders”. He lies. But he lies really good, taking a step closer to you so he can place a hand on your shoulder. “(Y/L/N) is one of my best cops. One of those cops Chicago should be proud to have on its duty”.

“I don't ca—”.

“And I don't care what you have to opine, Deputy. This is my District. My rules”.

The woman puckers her lips with a soft nod of her chin, before standing up to glance at you as she leaves the office. Now, you can breathe. As soon as the metallic fence is closed again, you jump out of your seat to hug him. You don't think that. You just act. Hank needs to take a second to react, placing his arms around your waist to bring you closer against his chest. You can't imagine how many times he has fantasized about having you just like that. As if anything else matters around you. And it feels really pleasant the lack of distance between your bodies.

“Thank you”. You whisper with such a honeyed tone, really grateful for defending you.

“You don't have to”. Voight replies, moving a hand to the back of your head, pressing you a little more to him —not wanting this moment to finish. Not caring who can see the two of you practically melted in that tight embrace. “Alice is okay?”

“Yeah… Just a little scared”.

“What if… we take her out for lunch, huh? Would it work?”

That sounds like a date. A date of three. But a date. A soft smile crosses your lips when you pull yourself away some inches to get lost in his brown eyes. Assenting, Hank tours a side of your neck with his long fingers to reach your warm cheek. And commending his soul to God, he leans forward enough to caress your lips with his. An ephemeral touch enough to race your heart, snapping down your eyelids. The sergeant only kisses you when he's sure you're not going to stop him, fitting his mouth to yours uttering a soft gasp of pure relief while you nail your fingers on the back of his neck to push him more, and more close.

He's always been the one for you, and now, Hank doesn't have any doubts.

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#shameless self reblog

[everyhowlmarksthedead]

; i only have eyes for you

© @sonsofeorl

gilly lopez x fem!reader. ⸺ useful links.

request by @chibsytelford. Hey darling. Could I have prompts 22&25 with Gilly pls.❤

words. about 2k.

warnings, tags. nsfw, +18!!! language, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, mention of bodily fluids.

a / n. sorry, babe, it took me an eternity to post it, but i hope you like it! none of my writings contains reader's body descriptions to be inclusive. if you find something out of place, please send me a message and i'll change it.

You're not jealous, of course not. But the beer between your hands could be a lethal weapon to that bitch who hasn't stopped flirting with Gilly since she has stepped in the clubhouse. Leti has told you that he's only trying to catch your attention, but the Mayan is very wrong if he thinks that's the correct way to do it. Clenching your teeth seeing her sitting on his lap, you decide it's more than enough. You didn't even want to come tonight to the improvised party, but your friend said it would be the perfect moment to talk with him. Men are such idiots and you just have confirmed it.

Emptying the half of your drink left inside the bottle in just one gulp, you get up from the sofa grabbing your jacket in a bad mood to leave the place, under a bunch of attentive and confused glances over you. For a moment you want to cry of pure rage, not feeling stupid, but frustrated because of the situation. But this would mean to give him a pleasure he doesn't deserve —anyone deserves from you.

Gilly looks for Leti's eyes, causing her to roll them, as he understands that he has fucked it up with his shitty plan. The big guy practically throws away the girl sitting on top of him, taking fast lungs to the outside to stop you from going home, or whatever place you're about to drive.

“Hey… Hey, wait!”

You don't turn at the call, sliding a hand inside the pocket of your jeans to take the keys of your car and unlock it. You're almost safe opening the door of the pilot seat, erasing all the possibilities when he reaches you to close it.

“What's your fucking problem, Gilberto?”

Trying to open your car again, he repeats the same action that a second before.

“I only have eyes for you”. He admits in a rush, standing in between you and your car.

“You think that shit is gonna work with me?” You mock inevitably, chuckling incredulously.

“I'm serious. I was trying to get you jealous”.

“Well, you get quite the opposite, pendejo. Now, get the fuck outta my way”.

You try to push him aside even if you know he's stronger than you, not earning anything more than a grunt that rips off your throat.

“C'mon! I'm sorry. I promise”. He pouts at you funnily, raising your hands to lay them on your hips.

“Don't you dare to touch me, after having that bitch on you”.

He assents with his chin, puckering his lips to distract you and steal your keys from your left hand. “Wait here. Don't move”.

Gilly disappears from your sight at the speed of the light, leaving you there intrigued to where the hell he has gone and to do what. For an instant you imagine him cleaning his hands, taking your words to the letter, so he can touch you. Three times, every two minutes, you have looked at the clock on your phone until you hear again the front door of the clubhouse.

He appears throughout it, wearing new clean clothes and a self-satisfied smirk curving up his mouth. You roll your eyes standing up from the hood of your car, stretching a hand towards him to get back your keys. But Gilly just grabs it to push you with a pull to his chest. Now, he has his hands on you.

“I'm sorry”. He repeats, therefore, hugging you with his strong and warm arms, not smelling anymore like smoke, alcohol, and women's cheap perfume. He smells like he used to, a dense scent that fills your lungs and dizzies you. “Would you like me to whisper it in your ear?”

The playfully question leads into his lips coming closer to the sweet and weak spot at the end of your jawline, pressing them on your exposed and bristled skin.

“I only have eyes for you”. He murmurs slowly, dragging every syllable to make you hear him as clearly as you can.

Gilly provokes you to stir slightly under his grip, feeling your throat getting dry because of his closeness, as the pace of your heart pumping blood through your veins collapses during a second. Drawing a path of kisses crossing your cheek to reach your lips and barely touch them with his.

“Can I take you ho—”.

“I can't wait”. You interrupt him shamelessly, making him throatily giggle.

“Get in the car, baby…”

Your brain takes it as a command, obeying in silence as he opens the back seat door for you. Stepping in, hoping no one catches you in the act —even if they're too drunk at this point of the night—, you almost jump on top of him when he's sitting by your side. His huge hands land on the back of your thighs, placing you better on his legs and pushing you down before slamming his lips on yours. Your teeth collide making you both laugh, cutting off your vocals when he urges you to swing just one time your center to the rock under his jeans. And you can't help but moan.

“Feels good?” He brushes your mouth with his, using that sensual raspy tone that drives you crazy. You only can nod.

His fingers make their way to your thong, not needing actually to put it aside, smiling pleased when he runs a finger between your folds and finding out how wet you are already. When you manage to undo his belt and the zip of his pants, Gilly raises his waist enough to roll down his clothes, watching lustful how his hard cock springs free. God, you're starting to regret not going home fantasizing how good it'd be to have this thick dick forcing your throat, hearing him praising you enraptured.

You lick your palm in slow motion, under his darkened eyes, to place it around his length, pumping him slowly as your thumb spreads all along it the hot pre-cum. Dying for kissing him, you focus on the gestures of pleasure on his face, squeezing your buttocks anxious for you to stop playing. So as soon as Gilly is prepared, you move a little forward to guide his huge cock to between your legs, spreading them enough to go down. The head of his hardness has to force slightly your entry, needing to slide it inside your soaked cunt slowly. So slowly. Taking your time to adjust your walls to him.

His gaze still glued on you, breathing through his parted lips, letting you take the reins for now until you're practically sat on him. You have never felt so filled, rolling your eyes to the back of your head when he gets comfier on the seat. At this point, the worrying about being caught has disappeared, only getting focused on the tickles within your belly.

“Move, baby… I wanna see you dancing on my cock”. He hisses resting himself against the backrest, as his big hands travel straight to your ass.

Gripping his shirt in two fists, you rock your hips with no rush, having to close your eyes at the feeling of fulfillment you continue getting used to. But he needs more. Gilly needs everything. Nailing his fingers in your skin, he urges you to move faster, blanking your mind completely. You don't need much more to lose control and be taken by him. Your body bounces over his dick as the heat inside the car increases, needing to place your arms around his neck to find some balance.

The Mayan slams you a kiss causing you to grunt. He devours your mouth, bites and pulls your lips, dominating your tongue —with a slight pain arising in your buttocks. He is desperate. And he becomes more desperate any time he hears you moaning his real name.

“Fuck, baby girl… You're so fuckin' tight”. He whines closing his eyes, tossing his head above the seat. “Can't wait to… take you home and fuck that sweet pussy every day”.

“Is that wh— what you want, ah?” You gasp, leaning to brush your lips against his.

“Oh, shit, yes”.

Eagerly, Gilly places a hand on your lower back using his right to grip your throat. This is a pure fantasy, being fucked by the guy you like and his massive dick while being choked. He's going to be the death for you, that's for sure. And you can't stop, you don't want to stop. The swing of your hips becomes quick as he urges you to move by pressing his fingers a little more. You can't even control your vocals, echoing inside your car as your moans turn into a loud groaning.

With a move you aren't able to process, he manages to turn you and put you in his position. Gilly flexes a leg on the seat and stretches the other as he can, taking control and pounding you against the seat. The posture isn't too comfortable but it allows him to hit your g-spot without any mercy. He sinks his mouth into the gap of your neck, digging his teeth in your exposed skin while offering you his thumb to suck it. And you give him a whole show —blowing it and twirling your tongue around it until it's wet enough. He directs it to your clit, needed for attention, causing you to cry out when he gives you a sync pleasure by pushing his hardness inside your cunt and stroking the weakest spot of your body.

“I'm gonna… Oh, god, Gilberto… I'm gonna cum”.

“Yes, baby girl… cum my dick down”. He orders gripping again your throat to face you.

He is biting his bottom lip by the center, noticing the sweat on his forehead because the heat inside there is too much for the two of you. His pelvis emits a dirty noise crashing with your center, watching you lose control over your senses and feeling just like a soul about to fly off. His hand in your neck is suffocating you, causing the knot in your stomach to grow and grow until you can't hold it back and it just… explodes.

“Don't stop”. You beg with crystal eyes and your mouth feeling dry.

Gilly's thumb is still overstimulating your clit and he doesn't stop. His thrusts become rough and sloppy, and whoever can watch your car right now can know it's going to need a check to the shock absorbers.

“Where do yo— you wan'me to cum?” It takes him some seconds to utter that question, being interrupted by his own delighted growls, nailing his orbs in yours.

“Insi— Inside me, please”.

The smirk that curves his lips causes you to shiver, only needing a couple of deep, deep pushes to spill his warm seed into your guts. Gilly presses you against the seat with all his strength, while his mouth makes his way to yours and devours it, still hungry for you. Tonight, neither of the two of you could get tired of this.

“Now… I'm gonna take you home”. He hums huskily between keen and breathless kisses. “I'm gonna fuck you… all night long, you hear me? I'm gonna leave… your legs useless, your body… covered in marks”.

You whine when he decides to push his dick balls deep into your soaked cunt.

“You want it?”

Simply nodding, he tightens the grip around your throat.

“Use your mouth, baby”.

“Yes”. You reply then, a little louder than expected, discovering how needed you are for that to happen.

“I'm gonna ruin you”. He purrs touching his nose with yours, wrapping his arms around your waist as yours go to his neck. “You want me to ruin you?”

“Ahá”. You pout at him inevitably, really wanting him to take you to your house.

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