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Chocolate chip.
Warnings: soft Miguel and fluff.
WC: 817
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You opened the door to the house that wasn’t yours, tears running down your face at what you had faced tonight. How could everything have been going so well to then take a sharp turn like that. He was the one that made you think it was actually going somewhere. You were actually smiling when his name popped up on your phone and you couldn’t wait for that certain time in the day because it had become routine that, that was the time he messaged you. He actually understood your life, the stress involved at being the cartel bosses personal assistant, but after tonight you didn’t know what had happened or what had caused the change.
You walked into the kitchen to the freezer, opened it and pulled out a tube of triple chocolate chip ice cream, grabbed a spoon from the top draw and jumped up on the kitchen counter, kicking your shoes off, crossing your legs and started to drown your sorrows in the dessert as your head swam with different reasons to why everything ended the way it did. The tears were rolling down your cheeks and your ears were filled with the soft music flowing from your phone, that you hadn’t heard the door close and the click of his designer shoes on the tiles,
“What’s all this?” Miguel’s raised his voice over the music.
You startled, your heart beating out of your chest and face turned bright red that your boss had seen you at your lowest,
“Mr Galindo. I’ am so sorry” You jumped down off the counter, rushing putting the ice cream away and washing your spoon, all while hiding your red and tear-stained face “Won’t happen again” you picked up your heels and rushed past him.
You thought you were clear till you felt his hand grab your arm pulling you back and stopping you in your tracks, you didn’t dare to look up, but you shivered when you felt the brush of the material of his cloths on your skin,
“Who is he?”
“What?” you looked up to him with a sniff.
“Y/N, please your sitting on my kitchen counter, listening to music and eating chocolate ice cream” he gave you wink, let go of your arm and walked over to his bar cart. You looked on stunned at his reaction to you and watched as he poured two glasses of whiskey “Ven” he looked up at you with a small smile.
You followed Miguel out to the pool area sitting the drinks on the glass table and taking a seat after pulling out a chair for you next to him. You moved slowly taking a seat, worried that it might be a curl trick before you were going to lose your job for being un professional in his house,
“Thank you” you smiled small after you sat and he handed you your glass.
“What happened?” he said coolly before taking a sip of his drink.
“I got ahead of myself. Everything was going so well till it wasn’t” you sighed.
“Let me guess. He was different” he smirked.
“I thought so”
“Y/N, a man is only different if he continues to show you, he is different. If he is different, he will never risk you feeling otherwise”
“But he’s got a lot-“
“Y/N” he cut you off shaking his head “If he is different, he will show you he is different. You just have to watch for the signs. Having a lot to deal with is not enough to pull him away from you if you truly mean something, he would make it work”
“But he-“
“Medium iced latte with coconut milk, one shot of hazelnut syrupy and extra ice. Whole meal bagel with cream cheese or, if its bad day banana bread toasted with extra butter. Triple chocolate ice cream with the crown on the tube because the other one is too sweet”
You frowned your brows at him and moved to the edge of your chair, his legs spread around yours and his hands landed on your knees and you butted in,  
“How do you remember all that?”
“When you have true deep feelings for someone you remember everything about them. Like when you go for a swim after your run in the morning, it’s going to be a good day and we don’t fight over work, when you go straight to your room with a black coffee, then I know not to push your buttons that day” he let out a little chuckle.
“You're my boss” you blurted out.
Miguel gave you small smile, one of his hands leaving your knee and reaching up to grip your chin and he moved more into your space, his nose almost touching yours,
“I’ am also the man that will show you how you need to be treated and how you deserve to be loved”  
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STIRKE BACK PROUD GODDESS (WEBNOVEL)
OVERALL NOT BAD, I WILL GIVE A 4/5 STARS
WHY:
- THE ENDING IS A BIT RUSH
- I WAS HOPING FOR SOME EXTRAS, LIKE THEIR CHILD, OR OTHER COUPLES LIFE
- THE MC AND ML IS A BIT CHILDISH WITH THEIR FIGHTS, WHICH IS GETTING ANNOYING AS IT OCCUR FREQUENTLY IN THE STORY.
- SOME OF THE MATTERS NOT EXPLAINED IN THE NOVEL & I AM CURIOUS:
1) WHAT HAPPENED TO QIAO LIANG, LU LI, LIN YUAN WHEN THEY WILL AT THE ISLAND AS A CHILD?
2) WHAT HAPPENED TO SYSTEM 008?
3) WHY DID MC DREAM ABOUT HER HEART OPERATIONS, LIKE STH BAD WILL HAPPEN, DOESN’T MAKE SENSE..
4) WHAT HAPPENED TO THE QIAO AND LIN FAMILY ARE THEY ALL IN PRISON?
5) TANG XI SUDDEN DISAPPEARANCE (YUP WE KNOW WHE DIE, BUT THEY WAY THE STORY IS WROTE, IS LIKE PRACTICALLY SKIPPING HER PART: JUST SHE WENT OVERSEA -THE END-)
- COUPLES / SINGLE DOGS, I HOPE THEIR LOVE COME TRUE / THEY WILL FIND THEIR LOVE:
1) LIN YUAN X ALICE (CUTE TWIN BUNBUNS)
2) MORE ON XIAO RUO X QIAO LIANG
3) JIN HAN X LI MANYAN (JIN HAN IDENTITY!!)
4) LU LI X WEN NING
5) CHU LING (IDENTITY & LOVE LIFE)
6) XIAO SA
7) XIAO JING
8) XIAO YAN
9) THE LONG XIAO FAMILY SINGLE DOGS...
10) TANG LIN
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19
Warnings: Fluff and slight swearing.
WC: 545
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You closed the door as quietly as you could and made a run for it barefoot to the sidewalk. Your heels cradled in your bent pointer finger and your clutch in the other. You were glad when you woke up that you and the stranger you drunkenly went home with after an online match date, were still fully dressed. You knew you were on an emotional roller coaster, some days you were a hard core boss bitch and other days you were a broken little girl that just wanted to be loved and wanted to be wanted.
As you rounded the corner of the street, you saw him perched on the seat of his motor bike, his salt and pepper hair shinning in the morning sun, his sunglasses pushed up on top of his head and you blushed slightly when Bishop raised an eye brow at you and stood to his feet,
“How old are you?” he almost growled.
“What kind of question is that?” you scoffed as you got closer to him.
“What do you think your achieving by doing what your doing? You’re not fucking 19, Y/N”
“No Bishop, I’ am not. I’ am a grown ass woman”
“Your not acting like one, that’s for fucking sure” You rolled your eyes before leaning down to slip your heels back on “Nothing to say?”
“What do you want me to say?” you stood back up and leant into the leg that you still hadn’t put the heel on “I want to be loved Bishop. I want the butterflies; I want to be important to someone. I want to be the last thing they think of before they go to sleep, the first thing they think of when they wake up. Is that to much to ask for?”
“Spending the night with some random asshole you don’t even know isn’t going to get you that, it’s going to get you in trouble” he almost barked at you.
You rolled your eyes again and slipped your other heel back on, "If I knew you were going to have a go at me I would have called someone else. Why do you care so much?”
“Because what you want is right in front of you, but your too stubborn to see it”
Your eyes blew open and locked with his. Bishop’s cheeks started to turn red and a small smile started to pull to your face as realisation set in. You stepped closer to him, reaching out your hand and cupping his cheek, the prickle of his beard sending a spark through you,
“Why haven’t you said anything before?” you said above a whisper, your thumb running along his jaw.
“Because you’ve been too busy doing what your doing, wanted you to get your need for that shit out of your system” Bishop smirked at you, taking a step forward placing both his hands on your hips.
“I never needed to do all that stuff Bishop; I’ve always wanted you but I didn’t think you saw me like that”
You lent over and kissed his cheek, his hand gripped your hips tighter,
“I see you like that sweetheart, more then that. But we are going to do this right. Jump on, I’m taking you to breakfast”
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Past Surprises.
For: @storiesofsvu​ Birthday Bingo.
Square: Childhood friends.
Pairing: Miguel Galindo x reader
WC: 394
Warnings: Spoiler of season 4, maybe don’t read it if you haven't see it yet. Fluffy.  
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You didn’t go over the boarder much, not as much as you used too, but when you did for medical aid, you always visited the ministry to deliver a parcel for your mum’s best friend and your Aunty. When you had contacted her that you were coming, she asked for a few other things for you to bring, and although you had your suspicions of who they were for, you didn’t think it was possible after the families down fall. Your Aunty linked arms with you as you both walked down the dirt path and your Aunty was unusually quiet,  
“Tia, what’s wrong?”
“Mi amor, I can trust you, Si?”
“Of course, Tia, what kind of question is that?”
“I need to know you won’t say anything, to anyone. Even when you get home, do you understand me?”
“Yes”
“Do you understand me Y/N?”
“Yes Tia, of course”
“He wanted to see you”
“Who?” you looked down at her.
Your Aunty nodded her head towards a man kneeling down juggling rocks. Your eyes ran over his sweat-stained cloths, sun kissed skin and then up to the full-faced beard and head full of long black curls. Your eyes then met his and you gasped, pulling your arm out of hers and you ran towards him. Miguel dropped the rocks in the dust and stood up, slowly walking towards you with his arms opened wide. Miguel almost lost his balance when you jumped up on him, your arms wrapping around his neck, your legs around his middle and his arms around your middle holding you up,
“I thought you were dead” you sobbed out.
Miguel pulled you in even closer to his body, nuzzling his very hairy face into your neck,
“You smell so clean” he let out a little chuckle.
You giggled pulling back from him and loosening your legs from around him to stand,
“Glad to see the old man can still lift me up after all these years”
“Always” Miguel winked at you.
“I brought everything Tia asked for”
“Did you know it was for me?” Miguel smiled at you and then kissed your forehead.
“We’ve known each other since we were in diapers, of course I did”
Miguel laughed again, hocking an arm around your neck as you both started to walk back to the  ministry house,
“That’s my girl”
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Once a year.
It’s not every often you come across a birthday twin, but I’ am lucky enough to have found one.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO US @ben-c-group-therapy 🎂🥂
Warnings: Fluffy and Flirty...Bearded Nick first, Miguel under the ***
WC: 1527
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It was Amanda that organised it all after you had told her you only wanted something small, and little did you know, because you thought he had left after he had words with Liv, Nick stuck around knowing your birthday was coming up that weekend and helped Amanda plan a night out so they could spoil you. They booked your favourite Thai restaurant and booked a table at your favourite night club. You turned up at the time you were told too, dressed feeling amazing in your little black dress and heels, your hair perfect and make up just enough. You walked into the restaurant seeing Fin, Liv, Amanda and Sonny, making your way over to the table. They all greeted you, kissing and hugging you tightly,
“We didn’t know what to get you” Amanda grabbed your hand “But we hope you like it”
You felt his body heat and the tickle of his beard on your shoulder, before you felt his hands on your hips and his lips at your ear,
“Happy Birthday, darlin’” he muttered, your belly filling with butterflies.
You spun around almost squealing with excitement when you heard Nick, Amanda letting go of your hand and you hooked an arm around his neck and all but jumped on him, his arms wrapping around you,
“I thought you went home” you pulled back from Nick looking over his handsome face.
“Couldn’t miss a chance to celebrate with you, Y/N” Nick winked “Just like old times”
Your make-up was running, your hair was thrown up in a pony tail wet from sweat, your sides and cheeks hurt from laughing, your hips cold missing Nick’s hands resting on them and your feet were going to drop off from all dancing. Slowly everyone started to leave as the night rolled to the early hours, Liv and Amanda leaving first to get home to the kids, Fin a little while later followed by Sonny. You had gone back to sit down in your booth while Nick went and got two bottles of water and you wanted to rest your feet feeling the blisters under the straps of your shoes. You were surprised when he was back so quick considering the length of the lines.
Nick sat down right next to you, the side of his body right on yours, handing you the bottle of water and throwing an arm around your shoulders. His hand rested on your shoulder and his thumb ran over it. You opened the bottle of water and rested your free hand on his thigh. Nick lent over kissing your cheek and then his lips were at your ear,
“Had a good birthday?”
“Yeah” you lent close to his ear so he could hear you over the music “Thank you for staying. I forgot how dangerous those hips were” you sat back from him waiting for his reaction. You saw the big grin pull to his face, he licked his lips and lent close to your ear again, pulling you into his body by your shoulder,
“I know mi amor, that’s a lie, you could never forget how dangerous these hips are”
You let out a laugh that couldn’t be heard over the music and patted his thigh before he pulled you back into him again, his now free hand cupping your cheek and he bent his head catching your lips and kissing you sweetly at first, till you grabbed his thigh tight, your nails digging slightly into the inside of it and he deepened it. You moved your head to give him more access and your tongues played with each other’s, your hand going up to thread in his soft salt and pepper facial hair. Nick broke the kiss finally, his forehead landing on yours for a moment before his lips where at your ear once more,
“I forgot how dangerous it was to kiss you” Nick saw the sparkle in your eyes at his words, the desire spread across your face and he lent over again with a smirk “My hotel is 10 minutes away, let’s go?”
“Best birthday ever”
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The girls always made you feel special on your day, and this year wasn’t any different. Your favourite pasta delivered to your place, you getting ready and having pre drinks there as well, to then getting a cab to the most popular night club in town. But this time, they decided at try the new one that had opened on the outskirts of town, you all deciding if it was no good to head over to the other one and continue on with your night of drinking and dancing. Your blue puffy sleeved short dress showing off your waist and your comfortable heels showing off your legs, your hair pulled back and curled, your make-up making your eyes pop and your lips shine.
Latin music was flowing through the doors while security checked your id and you were then showed to the VIP area by a host just inside the door. You had only been at the table long enough to order some drinks and take in the club surroundings when a waiter walked over with your tray of drinks followed close behind by another waiter holding a sliver bucket with a big bottle of champagne surrounded by ice and a hand full of glasses. The waiters sat everything down and the one that sat down the champagne, you grabbed her elbow and she lent down close to you so she could hear you over the music,
“Excuse me, we didn’t order that” you pointed to the ice bucket.
“Complements of Mr Galindo” She looked over her shoulder and pointed to the handsome man standing next to the bar.
Your eyes ran over his body in the tight grey suit with waist coat and white button down, up to his salt and pepper beard and perfectly gelled hair. Your eyes finally met his and he gifted you a wink making you blush and you smiled small back,
“Oh my god, Y/N” your friend grabbed your arm pulling you back to look at her “Miguel- the Miguel Galindo. You have to go and say thank you”
“I don’t-“
“It’s your birthday, live a little. Go now” your friend all but pushed you to stand up from your seat.
You rolled your eyes, pushing your dress down as you stood up. You reached for the bottle of champagne, popping it open and then grabbed two glasses, half filling them. You picked the glasses up and started to make your way towards the handsome grey suited man through the crowded dance floor, who was now leaning on the bar watching you as you walked towards him. He stood up straight, puffing his chest out and hocking his thumbs in the waist of his pants before narrowing his eyes at you with a predatory stare. You finally got to him, handing him one of the glasses, the tips of his fingers brushing yours making you shiver and he smiled down at you. You lent forward getting up on your tippy toes and close to his ear,
“Thank you, Mr Galindo for the champagne”
“You’re welcome hermosa, a beautiful woman like you needs to be treated like a queen on her special day. Feliz cumpleaños” Miguel smirked at you and held his glass to you waiting for you to clink yours with his. The chime of the glasses as they met couldn’t be heard over the music before Miguel lent down close to your ear, his hand going to your hip, “Hope your boyfriend got you something nice”
You blushed and shook your head, moving it so your lips were now at his ear,
“I don’t have a boyfriend” you pulled back and battered your eye lashes up at him and he licked his lips back in response.
His hand on your hip slid around to rest on your lower back and he pulled you into him, your free hand going to rest on his solid arm and he kissed your cheek, his beard covering your skin in goose bumps,
“Think your friends will mind if I steal you away for a bit?”
You looked over your shoulder at your table, all your friends smiling down at you and giving you the thumbs up. You turned back to look at him shaking your head. Miguel sat his glass followed by yours on the bar and grabbed your hand in his big warm one pulling you towards the back of the club through a set of double doors. The doors closed behind you muffling the noise and Miguel walked you up a carpeted hall way,
“Do you always treat birthday girls like this?”
Miguel let out a chuckle, stopping in his tracks. His free hand came up to grip your chin tipping your head back and he slowly lowered his face, his lips catching yours, kissing you sweet but needy, his warm lips and the tickle of his beard on your face made your knees tremble. Miguel pulled back, this thumb rubbing over your chin and he gave you a wink,
“Only the special ones”  
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T shirt and panties.
This is for my dear @lovebishoplosamiguelgalindo​ who planted this seed with her yummy Hank story this morning. 
Miguel is first and after the ****** is Bishop, same idea but different characters.
Warnings: Hint of the smut to come and just fluff.
WC: 1742
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The only things that were missing when Miguel walked back through the door was strobe lights and smoke machines. You loved the old house till it burnt down, but you had two requests when you were looking for a new house, a walk-in  wardrobe and blue tooth sound system through the house. Miguel laughed to himself at your request but the real estate came through for you and you were happy and that’s all he could ask for after you lost so much in the fire.
You were known as the first lady of Santo Padre, you were very hands on with the town and very well known, not just as Mrs. Galindo but also as a good charitable person, always willing to help out whenever anyone in the town needed it. You came from humble beginnings and it was just by chance that Miguel crossed your path, but it was the best chance encounter of your life. You were always dressed to the 9’s out of the house. Very well groomed, hair and make up always done and cloths immaculate.
Miguel made his way up the stairs your voice almost as loud as the music pumping through the house. He rounded into the bedroom and found you dancing in the walk-in wardrobe. The Spanish beat and words filled the room and Miguel stopped, looking on with his arms crossed in front of himself and a smirk on his face. As much as he loved you in your fancy cloths, he loved how you were dressed now; One of his old college t shirts, a pair of black lace panties and your hair half up, half down pulled back with a claw clip.
“Mamita, yo sé que tú no te me vas a quitar (¡duro!)
Lo que me gusta es que tú te dejas llevar (¡duro!)
Todos los weekenes ella sale a vacilar (¡duro!)
Mi gata no para de janguear porque”
Miguel bit his bottom lip listening to the words coming out of your mouth loud, at how you sang the words, his eyes sparkling watching as you dent down picking up pairs of shoes from the box in front of you putting them on the shoe rack on the back wall. His eyes scanned down to your hips, at how you moved them to the beat of the music. Shaking them from side to side and dropping down low. How the rest of your body moved like a snake to the beat. The music was too loud for you to hear the growl that rattled through his chest.
“A ella le gusta la gasolina
(Dame más gasolina)
Cómo le encanta la gasolina
(Dame más gasolina)
A ella le gusta la gasolina
(Dame más gasolina)
Cómo le encanta la gasolina
(Dame más gasolina)”
Not taking his eyes off you, he toed off his shoes, shrugged off his jacket and walked into the space, he came up behind you, his hands going to your hips. You let out a giggle as his big warm hands moved down your thighs and back up again. The beat taking over both of you. Miguel pulled you back onto him and you grinded back into him, your clothed ass grinding back into his crotch. One of your hands came up to hook on his neck. You both danced together for the remainder of the song, your hips moving together and your bodies pressed together, his solid chest pressed into your back. Miguel’s lips and beard brushed over your neck. Miguel’s hand ran up the arm to the hand that was on his neck, he grabbed onto it pulling it away from him, taking it into his hand. He rested his other hand on your hip and spun you around.
Miguel winked at you, pulling you into him and dipping you down at the end of the song. You broke into giggles as he lifted you back up, his lips meeting yours as you stood back up on your feet. Miguel’s hand sliding down to latch onto your lace covered flesh, giving it a squeeze and then a slight slap,
“Those hips don’t lie, Amor” Miguel rested his forehead on yours as you both started to sway along to the next song.
“Nor do yours, my love” you peaked his lips.
Miguel gave you a grin that was filled with nothing but sexual desire. He started to back you into the shoe rack till you were pressed into it. Miguel hooked his fingers into the waist of your panties and pulled them down as he sunk to his knees. Miguel pushed your legs apart slightly, lent forward and licked a strip straight up your core, your legs trembling at how good it felt,
“You know what else doesn’t lie, my love? The way you scream my name when your about to cum”
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You weren’t living together yet and hadn’t been together for that long, but it had gotten serious quite quickly and you were both happy with how it was going. Bishop had been out for a run for nearly four weeks and you wanted him to come home, just relax and not worry about anything. He telling you previously that he would lock himself away for a couple of days after a run to clear his head and relax. You did a quick grocery shop and picked up a case of his favourite beer, driving over to his house, finding the hidden spare key and letting yourself in.
As soon as the door opened, a damp smell hit you, making you crinkle your nose at the ugly smell. You sat everything on the kitchen table and rushed around the house opening all the windows to let in fresh air. You walked back into the kitchen putting everything away where it needed to go. You went into the bed room stripping the bed and throwing the sheets in the washing machine for a quick wash.
Sweat was dripping off you, you walked into the lounge room turning on the aircon to try and cool down, it made a big bang and the green light turned off. You swore under your breath wiping your sweaty forehead with the back of your hand and ringing a repair man that was going to come out the next day to look at it, you writing a note and putting it on Bishop’s fridge. You couldn’t handle the heat so you kicked your flats off and pulled off your jeans, leaving you in your panties and t shirt, as you continued to move around the house, cleaning and tiding.
It was later in the afternoon, you had vacuumed, cleaned the bathroom, did another load of washing that was in the drier, made a pasta bake that was cooking slowly in the oven and had just remade the bed when you laid on top of it just to rest for a moment till the pasta bake was done and you were going to go home and wait for Bishop to come and see you when he was ready.
Your eyes shot open when you heard the front door close and you heard foot steps on the hard wood floor in the hall way, you had been asleep for an hour and you jumped up rushing to the doorway, when you came face to face with Bishop, a big smile on his face,
“Hey sweetheart” his arms came around you pulling you to him, yours around his neck and his lips met yours, his hands running along your lower back “Sorry I was away so long, I missed you” Bishop kissed your shoulder.
“Missed you, so much” you kissed his cheek. You heard the bell on the oven and you pulled away from him walking to the kitchen “Let me get the pasta bake out, I’ll open you a beer and I’ll get out of your hair. I know you like to relax after a run”  
Bishop looked around the house as you walked into the kitchen, after his eyes were glued on your pantie covered ass, till you were out of sight. His eyes went to the living room, clean blankets draped over the couch, floor clean, then he looked in his bedroom at the clean sheets and a basket of clean folded up cloths sitting on the end of it, he then walked into the bathroom looking at how tidy it was and smelling clean, then walking into the kitchen to you pulling out his favourite pasta dish and walked to the fridge opening it and his eyes blew open at how full of food it was and his favourite beer stacked up on the bottom shelf.
You sat the hot tray on the stove, closing the oven and turning it off. You walked to the cupboard reaching up on your tippy toes for a plate when Bishop came up behind you, his hands running up your thighs and moved around, squeezing your cotton covered flesh, kissing the middle of your back,
“How did you know I was coming home today?” Bishop whispered into your ear as you stood back down flat on your feet.
“I didn’t, I thought you were coming back tomorrow. I just didn’t want you to worry about cleaning or food shopping or cooking. I just wanted you to relax once you walked through the door”
You turned to face Bishop and he pressed his body onto yours. His lips kissing along your neck, your hand coming up to rest on the back of his head, the hairs on your body standing on end at the feeling of his beard and warm lips. Bishop wrapped his arms around your middle, lifting you up off the floor and walking you into the bed room, dropping you on the bed. Bishop shrugged off his vest and started to undress himself,
“You know something sweetheart? Your right, I do like to relax after a run. But I like to relax in a different way now” Bishop pushed down his jeans, leaving him in just his boxers “I have you and there is nothing more I want to do then to fuck you into this mattress and then sit with you on the couch, stuff our faces with that amazing pasta, drink beer and watch our show” Bishop moved to settle between your legs that he pushed apart “Sound good to you, baby?”
“Sound amazing”
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Miguel Galindo Masterlist
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*smut*
Main Masterlist
*Miguel Galindo*
*Home Office*
*Paper Suprise*
*Paper Suprise part 2*
*Coconut and Rose*
*Keep me posted*
*Now*
*Simple*
*New Move*
Mi Vida
*Summoning Me*
T shirt and panties Miguel Galindo x reader & Bishop Losa x reader
*Border Video*
*Feeling lonely* Miguel Galindo x reader & Bishop Losa x reader
*Desk Duties*
Bad Dealings
*A secret*
*Long Day*
Because of him
Because of him part 2
*Because of him part 3*
*Rough*
Broken Flowers
That Night in Cabo
*Broken Friendship*
Yellow Lines
Chance encounter
*Chance encounter part 2*
Cop Sister
Changed decision
Torn
Starting fresh
Once a year
*Make me*
Bad Pains
*Coming back*
Chocolate Chip
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Family Ties
Warnings: family issues, swearing, slightly dom!Bishop and smut.
WC: 1298
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You didn’t want to go. There were always issues whenever you and Katrina got under the same roof for an extended period of time. Antonia had been around the family for a long time before you brought Bishop home as your partner. But when you brought home Bishop, she was less than tolerant and far from compassionate about anything. You had always butted heads growing up, being like chalk and cheese, but once you were on the road to being the new Mrs Losa, it strained your relationship even more, which was sad because your nephew hardly knew you. Your parents loved Antonia and Bishop equally as their son and daughter in law, both their daughters the happiest they had ever been which made them happy, but they tried to stay out the issues between you and Katrina the best they could.
You usually road to your parent’s small ranch on Bishop’s bike, but you both decided to take the car, heavy storms predicted for the days following. You drove in through the wooden gate and made your way down the dirt drive way to park in front of the garage next to Katrina’s car. Bishop sighed  rubbing his hands over his face after he put it into park. You grabbed his thigh,
“You, ok?” you whispered.
Bishop brought one hand down from his face and put it on top of yours giving it a squeeze,
“Yeah, sweetheart” he gave you small tight smile, lifting your hand up to his lips “This year has been harder than the others”
“I know baby. We leave tomorrow”
The couple of hours you had all been there had been surprisingly pleasant and fun. You all sitting around under the patio drinking, enjoying your mum’s cooking, watching the baby run around the grass and you all catching up.
It didn’t last long, all it took was for one out of line comment when Antonia went to put the baby to sleep, for you both to be in each other’s face, toe to toe, your parents and Bishop stunned in how quickly it escalated,
“He is yours now, he doesn’t need to be turning up on my door step every year” your sister yelled in your face.
“Are you hearing yourself right now?” you shouted at her “You're such a bitch”
“Me? I’ am? I didn’t end up with my sisters, girlfriend’s ex-husband” she snarled back.
“And if you got your selfish head out of your ass and actually got to know him, he would be more than that to you. But of course, you put it in the too hard bucket and your moving away so you don’t need to deal with it”
It went back and forth for a little bit longer before your dad scolded you both and you stopped. Katrina stormed off into her old room at one end of the house and you helped your mum clean up the kitchen, Bishop having a quick night cap with your dad before saying goodnight and going down to your old room at the other end of the house. You walked through the door, the tv on softly and Bishop sitting on the arm chair in the corner of you room, in boxers and a clean tank top,
“Baby, I’ am sorry about all that dram-“
“Enough” Bishop growled at you narrowing his eye at you “You have said enough tonight”
“Bishop?” you frowned your brows at him and put your hands on your hips.
“Take your shirt off”
Your whole body heated up and your cheeks blushed, arousal filling you. You done as he asked pulling your shirt over your head and threw it on the floor. A smirk pulled to Bishop’s face while his eyes racked over you. His eyes came up to your eyes again and he gave you a little nod. You pushed your shorts down stepping out of them and then reach behind yourself and unclipped your bra letting it fall off your body and to the floor.
Bishop got up off the chair and started to make his way over to you. He stopped just as he got to arm’s length, his pointer finger hooking into your panties waist and he pulled you to him. Your hand went to rest on his chest and his hands started to run up and down your body, his rough palms running over your silk smooth skin had you whimpering and then soft moans started leaving you when he started to kiss and suck on your collar bone.
Bishop’s hands both ran up to your shoulder blades and your back arched back, your head falling back as his lips and beard started to make their way up over your neck, over your jaw and up to your ear. His hot breath hitting your skin and making you shiver,
“You were fucking amazing tonight sweetheart. Putting her in her fucking place and sticking up for me like that”
One of his hands brushed down your spine and came down and around starting to rub you over your panties. Your nails dug into the material of his tank top and you bit your bottom lip while his hand slipped down into your under ware and his fingers ran through your soaked folds. Bishop started to back you towards the bed as he pushed two fingers into you, your hot core welcoming him.
“You’ll have to be quite, sweetheart” Bishop nipped your ear lobe.
You nodded back and Bishop guided you to lay down on the bed and he getting on top of you. Bishop took his hand out of your panties bringing his fingers to your lips, you opened your mouth willingly and Bishop pushed them into your mouth, your tongue danced around his fingers and you groan tasting yourself on them.
While you sucked on his fingers, Bishop reached down and pushed down his boxers, giving himself a couple of quick pumps of his long thick cock, his hand went to your panties moving them out of the way and he slid up into you fast, bottoming out, your moans filling the room. Bishop pulled his fingers out of your mouth and it moved to rest over it to muffle your moans.
Bishop rolled his hip into you, in long deep thrusts, hitting your sweet spot with every hip action. Your legs wrapped around him and your heels pressing into ass cheeks. You lifted your hips up into him, one of your arms hooking around his neck and your other pushing down between you both to rub over yourself, your release on edge.
Bishop’s teeth sunk into the back of his hands to muffle his grunts. Your toes curled, your eyes slammed shut and you arched your body into him as you came hard around Bishop. Bishop picked up his hip actions, thrusting into you hard and deep. He tensed and his mouth dropped open, his release spilling deep inside you.
Bishop moved his hand away from your mouth and his lips crashed on yours, kissing you deep, his tongue darting into your mouth to roll with yours. He broke the kiss and cover your face in them, before he rolled off you, falling onto his back. You moved to lay on his chest, your hand running over his chest and his brushed through your hair,
“You know how much it means to me, don’t you Y/N?”
You gave a little giggle and kissed his chest,
“I think you just showed me”
Bishop laughed back at you, kissing your forehead and his pointer finger curled under your chin tipping your head back,
“I mean it sweetheart, it meant more to me then you will ever know and it made me fall in love with you that much more”  
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Between Worlds.
So before we have the follow on to Two Worlds, this is what happen before Bryan turned up.
Warning: Its sexy and dirty cause its a lead up to what was going to happen before they were interrupted by Bryan.
WC: 852
Enjoy x
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You weren’t sure if you were doing the right thing. You had never been in this situation before to be honest, but to be in a situation like this with Miguel you were going to act first and deal with the consequences later if there was any. It had been a long while since anyone had paid attention to you, not being able to go out because of working for Bryan, so you weren’t going to give up this opportunity because you had to act professional.
The lift dinging at your hotel room floor and Miguel’s hand went to the small of your back guiding you out and you lead him to your room door, pulling the door key out of your clutch to unlock it. Miguel pushed the door open and you walked in sitting your clutch and IPad on the desk and toeing off your heels. Miguel in the meantime taking off his jacket laying it on the bedside table and then picking up the phone to call room service to order a bottle of wine.
You stood there perched on the desk, your eyes running over Miguel from head to toe taking all of him in. His gelled back hair, his amazing brown eyes, his perfectly shaped lips, his bearded face, his long fingers and his amazing body. As amazing as he looked dressed you couldn’t wait to see what he looked like with no clothes on. Miguel hung up the phone after making the order rolling up his shirt sleeves with a smirk on his face as he looked you up and down.
“I take my hat off to Mr Kneef” Miguel started to make his way over to you “I don’t know how he can keep his hands off you” he came to stand in front of you, his hands going to your hips.
“Guess he doesn’t see me that way” you purred back.
“I see you that way” Miguel lent in, his lips almost touching yours “From the moment I saw you”
Miguel’s lips crashed on yours, a deep rough kiss straight away.  Not breaking the kiss Miguel’s grip tightened on your hips pulling you up off the desk, your hands landing on his solid chest. He ran his hands around from your hips around to your skirt zipper, his tongue rolling in your mouth as his fingers worked on unzipping your skirt. Once he had undone it enough Miguel pulled away from you pushing your skirt down to fall at your ankles.
Miguel grabbed the backs of your thighs lifting you up and carrying you to the two seater couch by the window, sitting so you were on his lap. You smiled down at him, Miguel looking at your lips and licking his. You reached down pulling your shirt off over your head throwing it on the floor, Miguel reaching behind you to unclip your bra, letting it fall off your shoulders and also throwing it on the floor. His hands coming up to cup your breasts in his big warm hands.
You started to grind your hips down on him, Miguel groaning into your mouth, you pulled his shirt out of his pants and started to undo the buttons as quick as you could. You pulled away from the kiss running your hands down his clothed chest. Miguel pulled off his button down, throwing it on to the edge of the bed. You reached for his undershirt pulling it up over his head throwing it on the floor.
Miguel ran his hands up your naked sides around to rest on your shoulder blades, yours running all over is slightly hairy chest down to his pants waist. You rolled your hips down on him harder and deeper, the feeling making your head fall back. One of Miguel’s hands came to your hip guiding them over his hard pant covered erection, his other running over your neck and breasts before he lent forward leaving open mouth kisses between them, kissing around one nipple, his lips wrapping around it, his tongue swelling over it. The feeling of his beard on your skin making your hips roll down on him even deeper wanting more.
Miguel had just started to give your other breast attention, and your coil about to snap when you heard loud knocks on the door. Miguel pulled back with a pop off your nipple and you jumped up off him, you both panting. Miguel grabbed his shirt wrapping it around your shoulders so you could slip it on. He quickly peaked your lips walking over to the door, you wrapping the shirt around yourself sitting on the edge of the bed,
“Must be the wine” you said as he walked to the door.
“Hopefully they left it at the door and we can pick up where we left off” Miguel winked over his shoulder and you smiled looking down at the floor.
Miguel opened it and you heard him slightly gasp and your eyes shot up towards the door. You turned bright red and your hands instantly covered in sweat seeing Bryan standing there.  
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"Keep it up. You know what happens to naughty girls" 🥵🥴😍🥰
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