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[asgardianangel]

Could I request a smutty Nacho x fem!Reader? I’m not picky I am just dying for Nacho content 👀 ❤️

Never take you away from me (Nacho/Ignacio Varga X GN! Smut)

Summary: Nacho has had it with Lalo flirting with you

Warnings: 18+ smut, gender neutral! reader, filthy smut, jealous! Nacho, possessive!Nacho, sex against car hood, oral sex (nacho receiving), degradation kink, obsessive behavior, bittersweet

It was late and Nacho was pissed he hasn’t spoken a word to you after the events of today. You watched on as he gripped the steering wheel and drove into the night. The stern look on his face told you not ask him questions. Lalo kept you both on your feet and working hard on the Salamanca business. 

Even though Lalo knew well that you were in a relationship with Nacho, it didn’t stop him from flirting with you and trying to charm your ass off.  

Sometimes you couldn’t help but blush at some of his charming remarks (mainly about your appearance and business intelligence). Nacho caught onto to it every time studying you and Lalo like a hawk. Nacho however wouldn’t speak up about Lalo’s behaviour towards you but rather kept his thoughts to himself and put up with it. 

As Nacho drove on you couldn’t handle the silent treatment any longer “N-Nacho?” you uttered out his name placing your hand on his thigh. Trying to seek comfort in his jealous demeaner. You knew Lalo crossed the line tonight when his hand slapped your ass playfully in the diner.  

‘Hm Nachito is a lucky guy’ he commented in a purr. You just gave out a nervous laugh in response looking back at your boyfriend.  

If looks can kill both you and Lalo would be six feet under. 

Nacho stared down at your hand on his thigh and huffs and takes a sharp turn to the left. Causing your body slam into that direction in surprise. It was not the way to Nacho’s place. “Where are we going baby?” You questioned steadying yourself. 

Nacho stopped the car “get out” he sternly ordered you looked around noticing you were still in the silent outskirts of Alburquerque. “What?” you asked in confusion. 

“Get out” he orders you again this time more loudly. He wouldn’t leave you all the way out here, would he? Alone and cold 

   “Why?” You asked shifting in your seat uncomfortably. Nacho stared you down "just do as I say” he sharply tells you. You must have fucked up big time never in your relationship has Nacho acted like this. 

Quietly you obeyed his orders getting out the car and standing by. A chill ran down your spin and you stared down at your feet not wanting to look at your possibly ex-boyfriend.  

When suddenly you heard a slam of a car door you looked up to see Nacho charging slightly towards you. Before you could move away Nacho grabs you like a doll and forces you against the hood of his car. Almost like the time you were arrested.  

You tried speaking his name to ask what was going he slaps his hand around your mouth and caging your body between him and his car. 

“I tell you what you are going to do baby. You are going to leave the Salamanca business and tell that grinning fucker Lalo” his hand strokes your hair in a rather possessive manner “that you are mine” He turned your body to look him in the eye.  

There was no denying that you were turned on by his rough tone and behaviour. His brown eyes looked black matching the sky above the two of you. “Do you understand?” He then askes lifting his hand from your mouth expecting an answer. 

Sighing lightly, you kissed his lips “yes Ignacio” you hummed Nacho placed his hand behind your neck and deepened the kiss. Pressing his strong body against you forcing you to feel his hardened cock in his jeans. 

As you made out with him you smoothed your hands down his muscular chest under his tight t shirt. Moaning as his lush lips met your sensitive neck sucking like some sort of vampire.  

You were so aroused and so was Nacho. In your mind you realised he had been tormented far too long by Lalo (especially when he was using you to get a rise out of your poor boyfriend). You decided to make it up to him. 

Your hands met his belt buckle undoing it. Nacho hums in approval “That’s it baby” he places his hands on both of your shoulders and pushes you down to the ground “on your knees where you belong” he tells you with a groan. 

Nacho looks down at you watching as you pulled down his pants. He rarely wears any boxers since it makes it easier to have you when he wants to. His throbbing cock bounced in front of you eager for attention. You glanced up at Nacho wrapping your hand around his thickness. 

Licking your lips, you started to suck his cock working your mouth up and down him all by looking him in eye. Nacho groaned deeply watching and feeling how desperately you were sucking him off. 

“M-mierda (shit) babe such a little fuckin slut” he moaned watching you move your hand along with your hot mouth covering the part of his big cock you couldn’t get to as well as playing with his throbbing balls 

 Nacho still couldn’t get enough of you suddenly gripping your hair moving your mouth up and down him as well as thrusting his strong hips. You almost gagged as your lover practically fucked your mouth. 

Soon you felt him becoming close to that peak and needed him to cum down your throat to get that pent frustration out of him. But then he pulled his pulsating cock from your needy lips. 

You whined a little then Nacho pulled you up to your feet using that strength you admired “bend that sweet ass over my hood bebe” he breathily ordered. Doing as you were told you lay your hands on the hood of his car and bent your awaiting body for him. 

Nacho grabs both hands placing them behind your back keeping you there. “beg me slut” he whispers biting your ear lobe and kissing. 

“P-please baby just fuck me” you let out a pathetic whine making him laugh. “Ay que lindo (aw how cute)” He presses his lips to yours and you moan in delight swaying your ass against him.  

His hands reach around your waist unbuckling your pants and then Nacho slowly pulls them down along with your underwear in a teasingly fashion. You gasped as the coolness of the night hits in-between your legs adding to that arousing sensation.  

Nacho pecks kisses along your neck and making his way down your back as he prepared you below for his cock. Your body was responding needly as the heat raised between the two of you. 

“Oh bebe are you ready for me?” he asks deeply caressing your hair.  

“Y-yes Ignacio please fuck me” you answered desperately like the slut you were. You so needed your boyfriend to have you right in the middle of nowhere. 

Nacho kissed you again as he reared back with his cock and thrusted deep inside you. Moaning in usion Nacho pressed you against the hood tightly as he found a very rough and deep pace. Fucking you like an animal in the wild. 

Nacho had always been an animalistic lover but this was a whole new experience as he hammered into you with might. His cock meeting that sweet spot inside your delicate body as he watched the act before him. 

You whined his name feeling yourself grow closer each second Nacho shushed you “I-I know baby I know I’m almost there too” he tells you feeling his cock throb violently as he fondles your heated chest. 

He still has you pinned as he thrusts in a much slower and harder pace listening to the creek of his car and your lustful moaning. He can feel your almost there and fuck he loves it. 

“That’s it cum for me babe do it just for me” he encourages that everlasting intense orgasm and then he soon follows filling you up with a rough groan. 

Nacho stays inside you for a while listening to you whimper and kisses you more.  

He had been so jealous but he knows that asshole Lalo can never take you away from him. 

#better call saul fanfic #nacho varga x reader #ignacio varga x reader #ignacio varga #nacho varga #Smut #gn reader

[asgardianangel]

what I would give to smoke a joint with Tony Dalton

[asgardianangel]

Just got sent this amazing dabble written by a fellow follower. It’s never much stuck in my head now what a beautiful piece. Please give @ladybug023 a follow for more. I’ll be certainly looking forward for more :)

Cigarette Kisses and Regrets

Lalo Salamanca x OC Alejandra Romero

Notes: In this oneshot is set in the late 1980s, Lalo is sent by the cartel to infiltrate a police precinct that is defying them. But he never anticipated getting attached to Alejandra Romero, a cop who was assigned as his partner. She calls him Jorge or Angel Eyes since he's under the alias of Jorge De Guzman.

Also, they’re actually speaking Spanish for the entire conversation since it’s their first language and they’re in Mexico. But I didn’t want to full the entire page with translations so I just wrote it in English. I’ll be sure to add Spanish or Spanglish when they’re in America.

Lalo’s age: 30

Alejandra’s age: 29

Warnings: post sex, light cursing, nothing too bad.

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Lalo Salamanca, going by the name Jorge De Guzman, stood silently by the open window of the bedroom. Wearing nothing but his boxers, he gazed at the moon shining brightly in the sky, illuminating the dark room with its soft glow. He was deep in thought, his mind consumed. He wondered to himself, was it guilt he was feeling? He raised a hand to his lips, taking a long drag from his cigarette before exhaling slowly. The smoke twirled and danced around him, forming a hazy cloud in the air.

Suddenly, he heard a rustling behind him and turned to see Alejandra stirring awake. "Why can't you sleep, Angel Eyes?" she inquired, her voice still drowsy from slumber. It was her love for spaghetti westerns that led her to nickname him Angel Eyes, as she said he reminded her of the character, particularly in his eyes and smile.

Lalo shrugged nonchalantly, smirking. "I don't sleep much," he replied, taking another drag of his cigarette. "But don't worry, I don’t need much of it anyways."

Alejandra sat up, her hair tousled from their time together. "I wish you would take better care of yourself," she said, concern etched in her sweet voice.

She was so considerate, Lalo's mind was already spinning with the idea of her quitting the police force and running away together. He could hide her away, keep her all for himself. It would be the perfect solution, the only way he could keep her safe. He never anticipated dealing with this kind of bullshit when he went undercover. To him, it was merely about fucking over a bunch of pigs, but then he met his precious Ale. She wasn't like the other swine - she was fiery and quick witted. One moment, she was tough as nails and unyielding like steel, and the next, she was gentle and delicate like a feather. Over the time they spent together they became more than just partners and she managed to burrow her way into Lalo’s heart, despite it being as dark as coal.

“Hey, what's going on in that head of yours?”Alejandra asked, sensing his unease.

“Just thinking about life," he said, he studied how lovely she looked in the moonlight. "You know, the usual stuff."

Alejandra sat up, wrapping the sheets around her as she moved to join him by the window. "Life, huh? What's there to think about?"

Lalo took another drag of his cigarette and then said, "I was just thinking, you know, about…us.” He noticed her shifting uncomfortably at the mention of them. Lalo figured it was because of those no fraternizing with your partner rules. Lalo couldn’t give less of a shit, but Alejandra was always a stickler for the rules. “Should we continue doing what we're doing or start something new?”

Alejandra's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “What are you talking about Jorge?”

Lalo took a deep breath before continuing. “I mean, we could leave the police force and run. Start fresh somewhere else," he said, his eyes searching hers for any hint of agreement.

Alejandra frowned as she looked at him. “As tempting as that sounds, we can't run away from our responsibilities. It’s our obligation to protect this town, and I won’t cower away from those wolves,” she said, conviction in her voice.

Lalo's heart sank. He couldn't tell her the real reason he suggested they leave. She’d never understand. “I don't think you understand how dangerous they are, Ale. They want to kill you,” he warned her.

“You mean kill us,” she corrected, raising her chin with pride. “And let them try. I'm not afraid of the cartel.”

Usually, Lalo found her stubbornness endearing and even attractive, but right now, it was getting on his nerves. “You know, one day your pride and righteousness is going to get you killed. Do you want to end up bleeding out alone like your father?” His words were much, much harsher than he intended. Alejandra’s eyes narrowed when he mention her father, her hero. She stood before him silently, one of her hands clutched the sheets against her chest and her other was balled tightly into a fist.

After a couple of moments of tense silence, Lalo relented.“I shouldn't have said that…I just don't want you to get hurt,” he added, his voice softening.

Alejandra’s anger slowly dissipated, reaching for his hands. “The reason I don't fear the cartel is because I have you watching my back. Angel Eyes, you and I can take them.” she told him, her cinnamon brown eyes sparkling with affection.

‘I don’t have your back…. You’re so alone and vulnerable, and you don’t even know it.’ He thought to himself. He masked his disappointment with a false smile.

She then took a cigarette and placed it in her mouth before standing on her tippy toes to light it using Lalo's cigarette, the tips met in what they called a cigarette kiss.

He understood now that he couldn't save his beloved Ale. No matter how much he wanted to keep her by his side, she would never join him. Her damn moral code would never allow it. Alejandra had once said that her father divided people into three categories: the sheep, the wolves who prey on the sheep, and the sheepdogs who protect the flock. Both Lalo and Alejandra were driven by their innate nature - she as a sheepdog, and he as a wolf. This meant that they were destined to destroy each other. He hoped that this fact would make it easier for him to do what he had to do.

As the first rays of dawn broke the horizon, Lalo felt a sense of longing wash over him. He knew that he couldn't stay with her forever, but for the fleeting time they shared, he wanted nothing more than to bask in her presence. The smoke from their cigarettes curled into the air, mixing with the light of the rising sun. With each inhale, he breathed in her essence, savoring every moment before it slipped away.

#lalo salamanca #fanfic #better call saul fanfic

[asgardianangel]

I WANT SAUL GOODMAN SO BAD! LIKE I NEED HIM!

MORE JUICY SAUL CONTENT IS ON THE WAY AND ALSO MORE CHAPTERS OF ONE MISSING PIECE 🫣

[asgardianangel]

can we get a oneshot where you have a one-night stand with Sleazy Saul and accidentally end up pregnant and tell him, only for him to be over the moon and wanting you to be his stay at home trophy wife, all according to his plan of “accidentally” knocking you up

I’m on my period and thirsty for Sleazy Saul 😭

A beautiful thing (Saul Goodman X Fem!Reader)

Warnings: 18+ Smut, Saul being sleazy, age gap, naive reader, rough sex, breeding kink, forced pregnancy

It was a rainy night in Alburquerque, and the bell of the pharmacy door jingled. Tireless you stepped inside and searched aisle after aisle finally you came across what you were looking for...pregnancy tests. 

Signs were small at first nausea and feeling fatigue but then you missed your period. You just had to make sure. Picking up multiple tests even different brands you walked up to the counter. 

Back at your apartment you found yourself in the bathroom waiting for the results. It felt like an hour had past and you felt more anxious by the second. Then the result became clear. 

Positive. 

You decided to take another and then another test. All came back with the same result. You were pregnant. Having a baby was something you expected in life but not now, you weren’t financially stable enough to raise a child. Barely getting by with the bills. 

But then you realised something else. Who you had slept with to get yourself in this situation.  

Saul Goodman. The big-time criminal lawyer. 

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You thoughted back to that night as you worked your desk job in court filing paperwork for upcoming trials and whatnot. There you met him. Saul was famously known to be ‘sleazy’ but that didn’t stop you from blushing at each comment he made towards you. 

 The older man you secretly loved getting the attention from. He was so desperate to get you out the professional secretary space. 

‘C’mon doll let’s go out for dinner I know the perfect place’ 

Giving you gifts of flowers and small adorable stuffed animals to place on your desk. You found the gestures to be sweet. 

‘Please just one little drink together’ he begged leaning over your desk like a schoolgirl with a crush. Never has a man been so desperate. 

Until one late afternoon you gave in, and his blue eyes beamed like a puppy dog. He invited you out to a quiet dim lit bar with the promise of buying you ‘as many drinks as possible’ Saul was a charmer who showed interest in every detail about your life with his eyes occasional wondering your body. 

He made sure to compliment you throughout the night and it progressed into more lustful pace. Saul bit his lip as you reacted with a blush and a little look away. 

‘What? Has no one ever told you how absolutely beautiful your body is?’ he questioned causing you to laugh.  

‘You are the most stunning woman I’ve ever met, and God damn that ass kills me every time I see it’ you listened to him going on and on about your ass all night.  

The thought of having a little fling with the one and only Saul Goodman excited you. Yet the idea was little off putting at first considering if your co-workers found out you would probably be slut shamed for going with the sleaziest lawyer around.  

But at the end of the night, you didn’t care. You needed to let loose every once and while. 

Pulling Saul by his green patterned tie as you lead him inside your cosy little apartment was how it started. Hands roaming around your body you stared at him with utter desire unbuttoning his shirt slowly. 

Saul whispered sweet nothings into your ear as he left vibrant love bites on your neck. His touches were soft as if he was taking his time kissing everywhere on your body as he stripped you bare.  

Only when you finally made it to your bedroom his desperate and eager manner ramped up again. He pushed you to your bed causing you to gasp in surprise as he climbed up on top of you. His cock was so hard already as he kissed and licked your tits. ‘Can’t believe I can finally see what these babies looked like’ he groaned playing with them. 

The mixture of the alcohol and pure passion caused you to beg him like a slut. Moaning his name over and over as he now played between your legs. Making sure you were ready for him. Delving his long fingers inside you as his tongue followed along. Legs quivered he was so close to making you cum but suddenly stopped when you almost reached that sweet climax. 

 You whined and he chuckled pecking kisses on your thighs. ‘P-please Saul I need t-’ you tried to say but was cut off by a harsh slap to your behind. 

‘You made me wait so long baby I wanted you the day that I saw you’ the older man muttered in your ear with slight annoyance. You gave him a kiss of forgiveness to which he grabs your chin by force and makes you take his tongue  

‘So, you are gonna cum when I say so sweet face’ he told you kissing you some more. His hand moved up and down on his thick cock as you watched in a trance. Fuck... you wanted him inside you so bad. 

‘Ass up sweetheart’ he ordered as if your pray was answered. You sighed as you throbbed at just the tone of his command turning onto your tummy and lifting yourself up in presentation. Saul hummed at the act smoothing his hand along your ass. 

‘I-I almost forgot to ask do you have any protection?’ you questioned quietly. You were on the pill but liked to be extra safe.  

‘No’ he simply responded wrapping his arm around your waist prepping kisses on your back. ‘Well, I guess you could p-’ he stopped you there with an annoyed hush sound. 

‘Oh, sweetheart I can cum in you if I want’ he whispered in a chuckle. ‘Aren’t you not on the pill?’ he then asked.  

‘Yes-ah!’ he cut you off again this time slamming into you causing you to gasp and moan. Saul’s arm wrapped tighter around you as he slammed into you again with a groan. 

‘Oh, doll you belong to me uh’ he tells you with another groan into your ear. His thick cock dived so deep inside you that you could only whimper at his words. Saul picked up a fast pace, but his thrusts were deep into you as he kept you in your place. 

Your small bed was jolting hard against the wall with his eager movements. As words of possessiveness and moans bounced off the walls.  

You cried out his name as his strong arm kept you falling onto the roughed-up sheets with your face. You had never had such a good fuck before you were kind of worried you become addicted to him. 

His thick cock stretched you so well kissing those sweet spots as Saul occasionally whimpered. 

You could hear him groan quietly something to himself but couldn’t exactly work out what it was. 

 His cock was throbbing hard within you ‘such a good girl hm’ Saul then chanted over and over as you felt the both of you becoming close to that climax. 

‘Beg me to cum inside you doll let’s make something beautiful’ he ordered but you didn’t quite think about what he meant by that. All that matter is that orgasm you have long waited for. 

‘Please c-cum in me please ah!’ you cried as his long fingers rubbed on your poor clit along with his harsh thrusts. 

‘that’s its baby cum with me c’mon y-you can do it’ he encouraged with a deep groan. He didn’t need to tell you twice as your entire body shook and you squeezed his cock so intensely. His thick load shot inside you coating your insides as you sighed in relief. 

He stayed inside you holding your body close to his resting his head on your back. You thought he would get off you and the night would end...but no 

Saul was insatiable he had you again and again in many positions like the man was possessed. 

And you now ended up pregnant. 

Sighing you held your head not sure what to do you were going have to confront him and figure out what you were going to do. Yes, you wanted a precious little baby, but you imagined having one in a stable healthy relationship not by a one-night stand with a big-time criminal lawyer. You couldn’t imagine him stepping up to become a father.  

There it was his office you parked in front of it deep in thought. How was he going to react? Would he send you straight to the unplanned clinic? Saul was a reasonable man you were sure at least he would do is have an in-depth discussion about it. 

Stepping inside the building you instantly noticed how busy it was. You should have called beforehand. Maybe you were too nervous to do so. A dark-haired woman looked up from her paperwork to see you awkwardly standing there. “Can I help you?” she asked. 

“I’m here to see M-Mr Goodman” you stuttered slightly. Nerves started to play. 

The woman huffed “Well your gonna be here for a while” Gesturing to all the clients with her pen. 

Nodding “It’s fine I’ll wait” you mumbled leaning against the wall.  

It felt as if hours as passed by when you finally heard his voice. 

“Who’s next for some excellent legal advice?” He asked his blue eyes scanning the waiting room. Then they fell upon you. 

“Ah Y/N look time no see” he beamed, and you smiled at him. God this is going to be one hell of a talk. Saul gestured you into his office and shut the door.  

Silence followed for a moment until he clapped his hand “So?” he started pulling out a chair “what can I do for you?” he questioned softly as you took a seat. 

You took a deep breath and started talking “well just to be clear I’m here on personally matters” you state quietly.  

Saul hums in a chuckle “Oh back for round two huh?” A part of you wishes heavily for that was the case. This man is always so horny. 

“There’s no simple way to put it-” Saul cuts your words. “Sweetheart you can tell me anything” he assures you getting up from his chair and walking behind you. 

You sigh softly as he begins to massage your shoulders in comfort. “c’mon tell me” He encourages. 

“I’m pregnant”  

Those two words left your mouth and Saul’s eyes grew wide. You weren’t exactly sure how what to make of it “Really?” he asked in a weirdly excited tone. 

You nod your head in confirmation, and he made a desperate move to give you a long kiss to the lips. The older man steps back and you gave him a confused look. 

“You are not unhappy or shocked at the news?” You questioned lightly and he just chuckles. 

“Quite the opposite extremely happy and surprised” he tells you with another kiss.  

“Stand up” Saul grabs your hand helping you up to your feet. He then places both hands to your body almost like he’s checking you out for approval. 

“Oh, baby you are gonna look even more stunning” he muses his hands feeling your body and then rests upon your tummy. Like you were already showing. 

“Gonna be such a beautiful mama” Saul’s hand reaches under your shirt on your bare skin. “I’m just imagining it now you all big and swollen with such a precious thing we created” Saul was over the moon. 

You just stood there confused of his reaction as he whispered to himself. 

“Can’t believe I’m going to be a papa” 

“I wonder what we are going to name you” 

“You are going to have an amazing life kid with a mama and papa who love you” 

All the words and phrases you never actually believed you would hear from a man like him.  

“Stay with me doll I will take care of the both of you” Saul promised softly. You didn’t know how to respond to that.  

A wild one-night stand (and probably the best sex you ever had) and all the sudden the famous criminal lawyer wants to be a family man. 

“I know how it is but trust me all I’ve ever wanted the most was a family.” he tells you. Stepping back, you give yourself some space. 

Saul reaches for his phone income button “Cancel and reschedule my appointments for the next hour Francisca” he excitedly ordered. 

Saul stares over at you with a grin and the look in his deep blue eyes you recognised from that night. Walking over to you again he strokes your hair “I think my future wife and I are in some desperate need of alone time” his voice deepens seductively.  

He didn’t give you a chance to speak as his head was suddenly between your trembling thighs again. 

From then on Saul made in clear how your life was going to head. Plans of marriage parenthood and ultimately being his beloved housewife. You expressed concern how fast it was all going but he never took ‘no’ for an answer. 

The sex was still amazing as ever, but it never distracted you on how much he controlled your life. The man was insatiable as ever having you in every position possible. Saul was never tired from working in fact he was desperate to see you in his bed. His perfect and pretty little housewife carrying his child.  

“Everything has to be right sweet face” he would tell you. 

But you would never find out the truth.  

A pharmacist named Daniel Wormald (aka peach cobbler) repaid Saul for his legal advice by completing a rather important request for him. 

Switching your birth control with placebos...  

#better call saul fanfic #saul goodman x reader #smut #jimmy mcgill x reader

[asgardianangel]

Me coming back to tumblr from a three week burnout and seeing all the notifications I had.

Glad to be back baby

[asgardianangel]

working as an intern/secretary for Saul Goodman, hoping to break into the legal world but instead having to deal with your boss’s leering states and comments and touches, staying late one evening for a big case and suddenly things get a lot more intimate 🫣

Late night (Saul Goodman X Fem! Reader smut)

Warnings: 18+ Pure smut (I need holy water), riding, desperate reader, age gap, praise kink, Saul being sleazy, unwanted/very much wanted touches, harassment?, workplace shenanigans

Your life had been full of ups and downs, but nothing was going get in the way of your aspirations. Wanting to work in the world of law hoping to serve justice to those who need it.  

But due to your past anti-social behaviour as a teen your dream had proven difficult to achieve. HHM was the last law firm you stopped by, and they just shamed you for having a criminal record of illegal possession and whatnot. Even though you had proven to be quite learner now. Hamlin and his snobs just couldn’t see passed the measly drug charge. 

That night you sat at the bar wondering what you could do next sipping the glass in your hand with a sigh. “Rough night?” The presence of the older man seated next you became noticed. He appeared familiar as he smiled at you. 

“You could say that” you nervously chuckled as his big blue eyes looked you up and down. “You want another drink?” he asked you glanced at your glass. “It’s on me sweetheart you look like you need it” His voice was smooth, and it made you question where you have heard it before. You agreed and the man began to strike a conversation while the bartender poured you another glass. 

He certainly had charm as he expressed concern and then it hit you when he mentioned his name. Saul Goodman. The lawyer guy you’ve seen on late night TV of course! 

You shared a few amusing moments with him. Especially when you told him about Hamlin shaming you. 

“What’s in the past stays in the past sweetheart and so what. I did way worse shit when I was a teenager, I tell ya. Don’t let people like lord Vader put you down like that” Saul shakes a finger at you with the advice and you giggled. 

One drink after another you really enjoyed his company, he made your night a lot better. There were a few little things you started to notice. His eyes checking you out his hand drifting across your thigh. But you blamed it on how drunk you were starting to get. 

Nah that’s just stupid. 

At the end of night Saul made you an offer “Well since your stuck at the moment how about you come and work for me?” he asked gently tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear. 

“I’m in need of a new secretary and you can also gain some much-needed work experience as my intern as well” Saul explained. The offer sounded amazing and ideal since you had nowhere else to start. 

Little did you know what was going to happen between the two of you. 

First few weeks were easier than expected even with the vast amounts of unusual clients coming in. You were always by Saul’s side fetching him coffee filling out paperwork and on your breaks you would join him for lunch and chat away about cases. 

As time passed Saul’s behaviour had changed. The more comfortable you were at his office the more comfortable he was with touching you every chance he had. 

His hands would caress your shoulders while you were deep into paperwork while he admired your efforts. Praising you was a major thing for him. 

'You are doing so well sweetheart'

'Good girl'

'I’m so lucky to have you here' 

His words made you blush and smile softly. But his touches became more on the forceful side on occasions where you were stood organising files and he would reach for a file above you and casually move his hand to your ass. 

During conversations his baby blue eyes seemed to cloud with lust (something you had recognised from previous relationships). Signs of a man in need. 

Maybe you were reading too much into it. 

You found Saul to be very attractive and not the type of man you would go for given the age difference between the two of you. 

Then it became obvious by the comments he started to make towards you.  

Why do have to come in such a small skirt today doll? He once asked playing with the hem of it. You glanced at the paperwork hoping he wouldn’t notice the clenching of your thighs. 

He would also make rather lustful comments about your ass too. ‘God you are killing me with that booty.’ Saul mused as you walked out the office one night. You chose to ignore it, but he made it rather hard for you as his hands would linger on your skin longer.  

It was like he couldn’t resist any longer. Then he reached breaking point and so did you... 

It was late and you worked tireless on a new ground-breaking case of a rather wealthy client. Saul wanted your help with the case, so you stayed later than usual.  Organising each file before you on his desk. 

“This is big deal for us sweet face” he sighed loosening up his green tie and undoing his top button. You hummed in response looking through witness reports and whatnot.  

“I just love your determination it’s so sexy might I add” Saul spoke smoothly you looked over at him noticing his chair was much closer to yours. 

You would be lying if you said his carnal comments didn’t keep you up at night. “I see the way your body responds sweetheart.” his eyes once again clouded with lust “how your soft thighs clench” he spoke with such admiration as his hand met your thighs caressing in a circular motion. 

Clearing your throat, you could no longer be focused on what you were reading “I thought you said this case is important to us?” You questioned trying not to make eye contact with the older man. 

Saul suddenly took a hold of your chin causing you to drop your pen to the desk. “It is but I can think of more important things to do my doll” he said in a suggestive manner.  

His office became hot as his lips inched closer to yours, you couldn't think. Did you really want this? 

Quickly he pressed his soft lips upon you with such forceful passion you could taste the coffee he had been drinking. Wrapping your arms around his neck Saul groaned as you finally gave in to his advances. Oh god you wanted him you needed him so bad! 

Lifting yourself off your chair you made a comfortable place on his lap as his lips moved to the sweet spot of your neck suckling like a vampire. Never have you met a man who wanted you like this. 

“Saul ah” you moaned his name as he fiddled with the buttons of your white blouse. “I know baby I’ve been dying to know what these beautiful tits looked like” he confessed with another throaty groan as he finally got to your bra. Snapping it in an instant and then throwing it aside he stared at your bare breasts in such desire.  

“Oh, sweetheart you are so perfect, aren’t you?” he praised dampening between your thighs you started to grind yourself on him in response. Already feeling the hardness of his cock entrapped in his formal pants. Saul watched you working your body with his whimpering as he sucked and played with your tits. 

“My good girl, aren’t you? All mine!” he groaned like a man possessed his long fingers explored between your legs as he pecked kisses all over your chest. 

You were almost on the verge of begging him as his skilful fingers rubbed and his eyes kept in contact with yours. It was all too much, and you lifted yourself up to pull down your panties needing him to caress your bare heat.  

And Saul did sooo well 

“Pl-please ah” you pleaded him, and he smirked “Promise me this sweet face when I make you scream my name tonight” his fingers rubbed faster spreading you out for him “you will be my good girl forever” His words ended as he suddenly slid two of his fingers deep inside you.    

“Oh I-I promise S-saul just please f-fuck me ah” you have never felt so needy as he thrusted his fingers in faster as you buried your face into his neck. Saul tuts at you ���you can’t hide your pretty little face like that” you moaned at his words turning your head so he could kiss you deeply. 

Excitement rushed in your already quivering body as you heard him fiddling with his belt. “Mmm such a greedy little slut for me” he hummed pulling his belt off and rolling down his pants along with his boxers. 

Sighing in relief his cock bounced up to greet your wetness and you started grinding on him on him again like a dog in heat. “Fuck” Saul cursed as he grabbed on your hips kissing you. As you lifted again to welcome his thick cock you gasped feeling the tip lubricated with so much precum it dripped alongside his cock with desire. Pushing down the two of you gasped in pure pleasure Saul was already so deep inside you. 

It took a minute to adjust as he kissed you madly savouring the taste of your tongue. Moving up and down gently “oh baby you feel soo g-good" the older man winced as you clenched around him like a vice. 

The noise in his hot office contained desperate moans and the squeaks of both you and his desk chair. Never before you thought of fucking your own employer, but it felt so God damn good.  

Saul decided to take the reigns as he sucked on your breasts again thrusting his hips hard into you. You ripped open his shirt and placed both hands on his chest as he fucked you roughly. 

“Y-you don’t know how long I wanted this sweetheart ah” he groaned as he felt himself nearing to that orgasmic end. 

 One hand moved from your hip to your bundle of nerves playing with them causing you to desperately chase that long awaited orgasm 

Almost crying out his name “Oh my good girl” he repeated over and over as he shot his load deep inside you. Tightening around him you came screaming his name like he said you would. He stayed buried in you as you both caught your breath.  

“Now we can finish this important case” he chuckled 

Note: I'm back for now my burnout was killing me :D

#better call saul fanfic #saul goodman #saul goodman x reader #jimmy mcgill x reader #smut

[asgardianangel]

Hey queen! In love with Madman, you’re such an amazing writer ❤️ wanted to ask a Madman question definitely NSFW LOOL

Madman! Lalo is always telling reader that she’s so tight and needs stretching more. So, what would he do if walked in to their bedroom, only to find her there, alone, trying to ‘stretch herself’ more for him because she really really wants to go all the way with him sooner?

Like he walks in and just sees her and can’t believe his eyes ahhhh I can’t stop thinking about it 👹👹

Thank you ❤️

Stretched.

Madman! Lalo Salamanca One-Shot

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Masterlist

- You have an idea to make Lalo take you sooner. -

Warnings: NSFW!! Masturbation, Lalo being Lalo, reader being too bold for anyone's liking. Lalo barely in control of reader and himself.

Madman!Lalo x Madman!Reader

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You miss Lalo. He's only going to be gone for a couple of hours - he'll be back before the day is over, but you miss him. It's stupid. But you're not sure what to do in the house while he's at work - still nervous to really do anything except to do what seems like something Lalo never really...enjoys to see.

You think, curling up in the covers.

He's still not - he told you he wants you, and now you can't deny it. But Lalo's in control of all of it, of the right time and you don't even what is the right time to him. For you? You want him, and anytime you want him is the right time - anytime the heat and heavy feelings comes - you feel it right to go all the way.

Another thing Lalo has made known is that he thinks you're too tight for it anyway. That you need to be stretched more.

The worst thing is that you know he's right - you feel it every time he puts his fingers inside of you. That burn that sits so hot on the inside, but it feels so good each time, it's so good and you're always so thoughtless in the moment that you know you wouldn't mind it if Lalo wanted to go the whole way now. And his teasing that comes along with it, it just hits every part of you - settles on the heat of your skin.

With that, you know you can take it. You want it so bad and you're always so - you feel the pleasure and highs so much that there's no...no nerves. Just fire and him, the comfort and the throbbing. You swallow, looking out into the window.

You know you can take it, and maybe Lalo will only tease you more if you can't somehow.

When Lalo takes you with his fingers, there's really has only been stretching - that burn and the want to be filled with him despite it and him and his teeth clicking, his smug tone against the black of his eyes. You peek under the covers.

You don't study your body, you never really have - the insecurity of it all is something you don't think your mind could handle - but you think about what Lalo says, how you're not ready yet, how your body isn't.

It's a impulse of a thought - but it sticks. You could touch yourself, do it yourself. Maybe then, your pleases will work. Lalo won't find you so tight and unready.

It's - you don't understand why it's boiling in your head, why you feel it start to settle in your core. That now familiar, filling sensation numb inside you.

And it's just the impulse to slip your hands into your shorts that comes crawling. You touch yourself, already thinking of how to bring more heat. You swallow as you press your middle and ring finger to your clit. It brings a mellow jolt throughout your body - then you make a circle.

Now that you have Lalo, you know it doesn't feel as good as Lalo.

You pull your shorts down, the cool softness of the covers hitting your skin. You're bare.

Lalo doesn't really like the underwear you have. He said he'll buy some for you - he'll buy everything if "You give him those sweet pleases."

But you please him, and you plead with him - it's where he brings his fingers to your hilt. There's always an instant yelp or moan that always makes him smug. A 'see?'

This idea swallows you as you make yourself wet, thinking of Lalo taking you fully - being inside of you when you can only wonder how he'll be, what he'll do. From what you've seen, he might want to be in control then too. When that thought sits in your head, you don't mind it all.

In fact, it makes the movements of your fingers a lot easier, quicker. The awkwardness of the whole thing slips, heavy images of Lalo taking you making you even heavier.

You can stretch yourself - and the next time Lalo slips his fingers inside of you, he'll see that he can fit. You won't whimper at the tightness or make any faces that'll tell him you're already too full.

Maybe you can want him tonight, your pleases as you touch him. You know Lalo will smile smug - he'll bring his fingers inside of you and he'll see that he can fit.

You sigh into a harder touch as your fingers meet your lightly swollen clit again.

Lalo will make you full and he'll take you so slowly. You want it to last.

With this, he can take you so much sooner. He won't tease.

It's a flame that builds inside you, you slip your fingers against your pussy, feeling the heat of your entrance.

The thing is, Lalo's so big too. Maybe that's why he's worried? Not really worried - but is it a reason?

You're glad you told Ignacio you were going to take a nap.

You part your legs, making more circles against your clit as heat builds against your fingers - against images of him. You want him so bad.

Lalo on top of you, your hands curling on his chest as his fingers digging into your skin. Him filling you up every which way. His sweet words, words you hope are sweet. Them groaned or teased and he just touches you. You could take his touches all the time - his hot hands, how does he run so hot? How does Lalo want to touch you so much?

"My sweet girl."

You wonder how he picked that name.

You feel heated waves inside your abdomen, moving in little, fuzzy jolts to your clit as you think of Lalo. Somehow, you can't - or maybe you don't want to picture what's gonna happen when he pushes himself inside you. But you know he'll stretch you to your limit, parting your folds like he does with his fingers, but because of this - because you want him so bad, it won't be so tight for him.

Is it really that bad for Lalo? Maybe it would hurt for him too. You can't imagine how you feel around his fingers when he teases you so much.

You hope - you should probably get before control before then. Maybe you should be glad Lalo's not as impulsive as you because of that.

You take in a shuddered breath, still rubbing your clit in little circles, it's where you start go to mindless - your hips bucking against your own touch.

Then, you feet wetness at your entrance. Warmth seeping out of you as you begin to rub at your lower lips in feverish little jerks. That would be the word. You can't think - you only need him.

Just more, and the tightness won't be too much.

You lick your lips, whimpering into the air, in your thoughts of no thoughts - your noises only spur you on as you press your fingers against your pussy.

Slowly, you push one in. An experimental touch.

The stretch only burns slightly. Your fingers are nowhere near as big as Lalo's. They always feel good, even when he's not so gentle - because he's always gentle after, and it's still his touch nonetheless. You feel the wet heat around your finger, you clench around yourself as pleasure shoots through your lower body. Vibrations approach your entrance.

You slip two fingers inside you - and the burn grows already.

How is Lalo going to fit inside you?

You curl them inside you, moaning. You try to part your fingers inside of you, but the tight burn sits too heavy under the pang of pleasure it gives. You press your fingers together, swallowing a breath as you squeeze your knee with your other hand.

You can do it, you can make yourself ready.

You part your fingers for a moment, taking in the burn and the ache as you grow more wet. You try to hold back tight moan, but it seeps through your lips. You bite them, leaning your head back against the bed's board.

When you take it, the burn fades - there's only throbbing that tells you to fill yourself up more. You press your fingers together again as you push them further in. There's a fast wave of heat and fluttering in your stomach as you add another finger.

It's three in and out when you press your other palm to your stomach - another impulse you don't understand the meaning of.

But you feel full, and it doesn't burn. The tightness and the throbbing sensations against your entrance, against your entire pussy as you continue to finger yourself. The way Lalo takes you with his own.

The moments go by where all of it feels too good - you feel stretched with your three fingers. The fading burn is familiar as you roll your fingers in and out of you.

You bite the inside of your cheek in the sun as you curl your fingers up inside you again and again. There's a sensitive spot you hit - and it makes you more mindless than you already are and you don't know how. You don't know anything. You just think about Lalo and how you need him.

Your fingers inside of you begin to make a soft sucking sound. Your wrist rolls before you stretch your fingers to stretch yourself. The tightening pain doesn't outweigh the jolts of numbing pleasure one bit. You're ready, you've always been ready - you can feel it against your wanting.

At the impulse to bring your sitting palm to your mouth, you know this is more than prepping. You part your lips as your toes curl, slipping your middle and ring finger to suck. But your mouth doesn't feel as full as it should. Still, you try, moaning around them as you throb against your fingers.

You stop for a moment, letting your core sit inside the fire and the stretch of your three fingers. Three should be enough, right? It's been burning enough.

You keep the still for a moment, but the sitting heat and throbbing is too much - Lalo doesn't keep his fingers like this. You begin to roll your fingers again, pumping.

At the pace at which your thumb brushes your clit and the way you stuff yourself, you'll cum soon. You'll cum and be all his. Ready for him.

You push your fingers further into your pussy and down your throat.

"Lalo," You feel his name hot on your fingers as you sink into the bed.

Your body and pleasure is so heavy against the covers. You shut your eyes, no thoughts - only you ready.

In your moaning and whimpering, you don't hear the creak of the door. Maybe your brain is just fuzzy with everything - too out of reality and inside your imagination and your need for Lalo.

No, you ignore it.

You slip your fingers out of your mouth, settling it back into a hard, pressing palm onto your belly when there's a louder, closer creak on the other side of the bed.

You turn your head, feeling your hair against the soft pillow - and in the heat, Lalo's standing in the light.

He's staring right into you. The black of his eyes and the hard lines of his face, something you don't think anyone else would notice, it almost brings you back to reality. There's embarrassment coming red at your cheeks as your fingers slow. You take heavy, heavy breaths as you can only look at him.

It's icy panic, but something's keeping the heat and the want snapping out of you.

Still, you put your knees together, burning everywhere - but you're no longer full.

"Lalo."

You swallow when Lalo shows nothing in his face, but you see his fingers curl against his palm. There's a gift bag in his other hand.

"Princesa."

With your name, there's a slight upturn of the corner of Lalo's lips.

"It's okay, you -" Lalo's eyes flicker across your body, but somehow, you don't feel shy. "You...it's, Jesús." He sniffles as he takes a glance to the bag in his hands. "You missed me?"

You wonder - you wonder if he thinks you're scared. You wonder how the embarrassment fades so quickly when you focus on his hands - his big fingers.

You don't answer with anything. You just look at him, holding your hand on your entrance.

His lips go back down as he drops the bag - Lalo's quick to come to your side of the bed, the scent of his wooden musk coming closer too - and it brings a boil in your emptiness.

Lalo takes a grab to your chin - his other hand about to grab at your thigh, but you can see him stop himself with a low, humorless laugh. Something so unusual for him. All of it.

Doesn't he want you? You know - you want him, and you can take him now.

"¿You waited for me to leave to start touching yourself, you that cachonda?" Lalo laughs, it's almost a scoff or a cough as he scratches his mustache, his handsome and heavy face smiling down at you - but it's not a nice one. "You - you really are trying."

You tilt your head, curling the hand on your stomach - it catches Lalo's eyes. Something about his face shifts at the sight.

"I've got my girl so needy for me, she goes and puts on this show to try and get me to stuff her."

He's...right on the nose, but you still shake your shake in his palm.

Lalo scoffs with his throat. He takes his hand on your chin to push your hair back, thumb rubbing your forehead.

"Oh, so you were gonna just get yourself dressed and pretty before I came home - you do this when I'm not here?"

You shake your head again, but Lalo stops you with his hand back on your chin quick.

"Too impatient, you see me being impatient? You see -" He looks to your pressing your knees harder before he's quick to look to the wall. "Sneaky...how am I supposed take you at the right time when you're fucking yourself like this, huh? Sneaky Princesa,"

Before he drops his free hand, he scratches his mustache against - there's almost a laugh with a parted mouth.

"You know what to do - and sweet girl thinks it's gonna work each time." Lalo doesn't look back to you, and it brings another pang of emptiness - of need. "Too horny to learn."

You shake your head, and it's impulse to grab his hand at his side.

He's still as you squeeze.

"Lalo, please."

Suddenly, when you focus on his hands again, every thought leaves. You part your legs, and your hand leaves his to put a palm around his thigh.

"I'm ready. I-" Mindlessly, you press your hand harder on your pussy. "Please."

You try to slip your fingers inside, still feeling yourself wet - but Lalo pulls your arm by the wrists like it's nothing.

You just stare up into the black, sniffling and still pushing.

"What were you doing?"

Lalo stares the question into you, low in his throat. You swallow, truth ready at your lips, along with something you've never had stuck in your head. Something you never would deserve.

The need to get what you want.

"I made myself ready."

You say it smally, opening up your palm while your wrist is still in Lalo's hold.

"I...you'll fit.”

Silence sits when Lalo just keeps his same questioning expression. Then, he’s eyes flicker to your hand.

There’s a pause in the sun before he brings your hand to his lips.

Lalo takes in a breath at your fingertips.

“What have you…” In the trail off, you can see it in his eyes - in the way he pushes out his lips slow and slightly. The questions are over and done with.

“You think?”

You nod instantly, and the upturn of Lalo’s lips are slightly more noticeable. His eyes aren’t heavy, but they’re dark.

“Okay, Princesa. A ver como has preparado tu coño.”

You nod like you understand him. But Lalo sits himself down on the edge of the bed, legs apart as he just looks at you. A simple face of the most handsome man you’ve ever seen.

You sit up, scratching your collarbone when you look back into him.

Lalo squeezes your knee as a comfort and you smile. You’re already so wet and prepared and what he wants - thoughtless.

Before his hand can trail up your thigh, you take it, and you take in his big hand so intensely. You feel the comfort of your touch on his in your bones.

“So…bold today, bold girl.” Lalo moves your hand with his, bring a hand on your waist - thumb pressing into your stomach. “This is what happens why I leave you alone?”

You just lick your lips, bringing his hand to your entrance - Lalo sighs heavy when you put his middle and pointer finger together.

You slip them inside you, and there’s already a burn. All three of your fingers equals to two of his. But you give a soft gasp, no moaning or whimpering. Something to tell Lalo you’re not ready.

Still, it fades - and you don’t feel too tight. His fingers fit well inside the already growing throbs and the fire rebuilding.

You focus on his fingers entering you, sitting in your core before you look up to him. When you do - you just see a small smile.

Lalo parts his fingers - and the burn is so hot. Your gasp is loud as you grab his wrist. You whimper, looking down.

“No, don’t think you’re there yet, Princesa.”

You look but up to Lalo’s face, his eyes are playing, his lips pushing. Humored pity and a tease.

You shake your head, needing and ready. You know it.

“No, Lalo - just,” With your hand on his wrist, you try to push his fingers further in, but the tight heat swallows that delicious burning pain.

Still, you’re still not snapping back to reality.

And you gasp deeply, not even close to biting it back.

“Ai - sweet girl, still too tight. Lo lamento, I can tell how hard you tried.”

Lalo sounds sorry, but there’s teasing in the tone of his throat. You can only whimper and burn and somehow grow more wet.

Lalo slips his fingers out of you, focusing on them, how wet they are with you.

“Look at this, Dios-“ He still focuses down on his fingers as he slips them back into you, but he’s already as far as he can go. It’s the hottest, most sudden jolt of pleasure coming down on your pussy. “Yeah, you’re trying.”

“No,”

Lalo shushes you, but you can’t be defeated. He’s right here, and you’re ready - burning or otherwise.

“It’s okay, Princesa. I’m not too mad anymore, not when you’ve…you look so sweet.” He rubs his other hand on your thigh, thumb tracing. “It’s gonna be so much sweeter when you’re ready.”

You next ‘No’ is instant. Lalo turns his head quick and slightly.

“Look - my girl tried but,” Lalo squeezes your thigh as he adds a third finger without hesitation. It’s a burning, beautiful sensation as you clench around him instantly. “She’s still so tight. Perfecto, but she’s squeezing me.”

You sniffle with a soft moan following.

You’re defeated, if you’re somehow thinking, it’s about the embarrassment you feel later.

Lalo shushes you as he pushes you into the bed softly.

“Let your guy finish you off, huh? I’m glad my Princesa wants me so badly.” His arm goes under your thigh, wrist curved for a big, hot hand on your knee. “Trying to stuff herself…”

Lalo kisses the inside of your thigh as your realize that he doesn’t think you’ll be ready under he stuffs you with his fingers.

“Your fingers are too small for that, bold girl.”

He says it like an obvious fact you’ve missed, a ‘really?’ in his voice.

Lalo begins to pump his fingers like he has before, the burn becomes familiar and pleading with you to be filled. It’s where you still try.

When you’re sinking in his fingers and covers, your hand makes a palm as you try to reach for his crotch. Just to unzip.

But Lalo is so quick to stop you, a laugh a bit too slow in the silence and your wet noises against his fingers.

“Just a little more, Lalo.”

Lalo laughs again, and again, it’s almost a scoff. He leans closer bring your hand to his lips. Your knuckles curl as his brings a long kiss. You feel the tickle of his mustache.

“I think you’re giving me too much credit, Princesa.”

You swallow a whine, not needing any more teasing from him - it’s already filling you up the wrong way.

He opens up your hand against his.

“See? Too tiny.”

Lalo kisses your hand again, bringing his to your groin - he presses down where he’s pumping his fingers quicker into you.

“So tiny.”

Lalo brings another kiss to the inside of your thigh.

“Yeah, giving me too much credit.”

[asgardianangel]

the daddy to babygirl pipeline

#he’s so precious #pedro pascal

[asgardianangel]

Modern DILF! Lacho X Fem Nanny!Reader

 Summary: Lalo and Ignacio are a happily married couple with everything they could ever want a wonderful son a lavish lifestyle with an expensive business. But one piece was missing...you 

Chapter One - The interview

Chapter Two - Angel

Chapter Three - Comfortable already

Chapter Four - Alive Land

Chapter Five - Absent

Chapter Six - Pictures

Chapter Seven - First kiss

#one missing piece #lalo salamanca x reader #lalo x nacho #lacho x reader #nacho varga x reader

[asgardianangel]

One missing piece (chapter seven - first kiss)

Warnings: Unwanted kissing and touching, Lalo being weird, bad language, distressed reader

Ignacio felt guilt creeping up on him as you sat there waiting in the hospital. Your friend Leah was in critical condition. Ignacio knew what exactly happened. She got too close for his husband’s liking. And that’s how she ended up falling down the stairs and hitting her head so hard. 

Lalo took this opportunity to comfort you holding you to his chest as you sobbed quietly. A missing friend and a friend that’s now in the hospital. You had no one else to rely on.  

Hours went by. 

After the alarming news of Leah being in a coma Ignacio convinced you to go back with him and Lalo. So, you agreed the car ride was silent your mind couldn’t comprehend what happened. 

“It’s okay querida we will take care of you don’t worry about anything” Lalo’s voice suddenly spoke. Marco rested his sleepy head on your shoulder. 

Why was this happening?  Ignacio linked his arm with yours as you walked into their home. There was still blood at the bottom of the stairs staining the tiled floor. You couldn’t bare to look “It’s okay it’s okay” Ignacio hushed Lalo walked up the steps carrying a sleeping, Marco. Ignacio led you to the downstairs bathroom his hand turned the faucet of the bath then the water poured as you sniffled in sorrow. 

“Hey hey look at me” his hands grasped the sides of your face Ignacio wiped the tears from your glossy eyes. “The doctor said she’s receiving the best of care you never know she might wake up tomorrow” he said hopefully. But he didn’t hope for it at all she wasn’t good for you. She doesn’t deserve someone like you. 

Ignacio smiled as you nodded in understanding. Oh, how much he hated seeing you cry like that. 

When he left the bathroom, you tried to relax in the hot water, but it was impossible your mind would drift to Mark and Leah worrying for their wellbeing. You still didn’t know of Mark whereabouts. Then you realised Leah’s friend Sam was tracking his phone. 

“I need to speak to him” you tell yourself standing up in the bath. Suddenly the door opened, and you quickly sat back down in the water. What the fuck? 

Lalo walked in as you covered your body in bubbles and wrapped your arms around yourself. He smiled at you as you looked at him embarrassed and confused “I got you some towels” he said in a weird cheerful manner. He was acting so unaware of what he was doing and placed down the towels on the edge of the lavish sink. 

Doesn't this man know of privacy?

Then he stepped closer to the tub staring at you “thank you” you shyly say wanting him to leave. His hand then touched the wetness of your hair “we just want to take care of you know? A beautiful girl like you shouldn’t be so sad” his voice softly tells you.  

Does he realise what has just happened?

Lalo pressed his lips to your forehead (to what felt like a long time). You quietly gasped at the sudden act of affection then he walked to the door “Dulce niña (sweet girl)” he purred then left. 

What was all that about? 

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When you retreated to your room away from that strange situation you focused your mind on important matters. You didn’t really know this Sam guy, but he was bond to be following Leah on something. You checked on each one of her socials, but no account came up. 

You gave out a frustrated sigh and then tried to get in touch with your uncle Mike but there was still no answer. You felt stuck and the only people communicating with you was Lalo and Ignacio and they weren’t really helping. 

Hopelessness was an intense emotion and the lack of sleep made your paranoia so much worse, so you went downstairs for a glass of water and a breath of fresh air. 

Standing in the heavily lit garden and sipping some cool water you decided to make the call and report Mark missing as the twenty-four-hour mark surpassed and hope for something good to finally happen. 

“Can’t sleep?” Lalo’s voice asked you turned around to see him leaning against the doorway. “Not really” you shake your head. “Me neither I never do” he chuckled. You smile weakly and look up at the night sky. Lalo walks over and stands next to you. “I have noticed some of my decanter missing” he chuckled again.  

“Normally I don’t ignore broken rules but given what happened I let it slide” he tells you with a smirk. 

“Sorry about that” you softly apologise. Lalo places his hand on your shoulder “It’s okay. How about you have a glass with me? You look like you need it querida” He smoothly suggests.  

“I think I’ll pass thanks” you refuse kindly, but Lalo wasn’t having it “Just one and we can talk more it will make you feel better” He urges. 

The more you refused the more Lalo became persistent. “One glass then” you agreed causing Lalo to give a cheerful smile “good girl” he told you. 

He's heavy on the praising

You sat down in the longue room shifting awkwardly as you watched Lalo pour you a glass of wine. “There you go querida” he handed it to you. 

 Lalo undid the top button of his shirt staring at you as you pressed the glass against your lips. Why is he staring like that? You immediately noticed how close he was sitting next you. His thigh pressing onto yours “delicioso know?” Lalo raised his brow and you winced at the suddenly strong taste.

“Yeah, it is” you hummed. Lalo made small talk as you drank Lalo certainly had a way with words. But the atmosphere was still uneasy given you sitting (so close) with your married employer trying to drink away your nerves.  

Then you heard Marco’s voice from upstairs “Papa!” you looked at Lalo and he sighed “Ignacio can see to him” he chuckled. “You are so motherly to him” Lalo mused. “I’m just doing my job he’s a good kid” you simply say. 

“You know that’s what he needs a good mother” Lalo said softly. Curious you wanted to ask about his mother. “Does he have one?” you asked. 

“Not really a year after me and Ignacio tied the knot, we found a surrogate and then Marco was born” Lalo explained, and you hummed in understanding. 

“We want another baby” Lalo said gently tucking a loose hair behind your ear. You looked down at your glass blushing a little “Marco would love that.” you replied. 

Lalo chuckled “Being a Salamanca and all he would protect his little hermano or hermana” he told you. You could imagine. Flinching you felt Lalo's hand suddenly press on your thigh “I always think about having a bebé the old-fashioned way” his words made you feel strange. Is he drunk?  

You were about to stand up and say your goodnights but then Lalo faced you and lips pressed against yours with such force it took your breath away. His strong hands held your head in place, and you tasted the mixture of whiskey and the wine you were both drinking. So hard and bitter. 

Lalo’s tongue was so desperate to explore your lips and you tried pushing him away. He finally released you from his snake like grasp with a groan and you stared at him in disbelief. 

“What the fuck?” you managed to whisper in confusion you heard Leah’s joking teasing about how you were going to be stuck in a middle of an affair. 

You needed to get away...NOW! 

“Is everything okay?” Ignacio’s sleepy voice questioned he stood there shirtless rubbing his eyes. You had no idea how to respond. 

“We just had our first kiss” Lalo stated, and you gasped in shock is he fucking serious? 

Ignacio sighed and shaked his head “baby I told you it’s way too earlier to do that” he told his husband in disappointment. 

What the fuck?!  

- 

Mike arrived at the regular meeting place his dull expression stayed the same but the concern for his niece was beginning to weigh in. 

His employer sat in front of him (on time like always) “She’s been calling me nonstop” Mike stated. You had no idea what have thrown yourself into. “She’s just a distraction from what really matters she needs to be with them as long as possible. I don’t want any mistakes” the man told Mike. 

“Nothing bad will come of your niece you have my word for that” 

to be continued...

Note: I'm sorry this update took a really long time

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#lacho x reader #one missing piece #lalo salamanca x reader #lalo x nacho #nacho varga x reader

[asgardianangel]

I really hope my masterlist links are working for you guys it’s so frustrating 😤

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One-Shots:

You are mine (Lalo X Fem!Reader)

Series:

Sugar Life (Sugar daddy! Lalo X Fem sugar baby! Reader)

Dabbles:

Little Mouse (Lalo X short GN! Reader)

#lalo salamanca #lalo salamanca x reader #better call saul masterlist #better call saul fanfic

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Saul Goodman

Cherry Pie (Saul X Fem! Reader smut)

Just my lawyer (Saul X Fem! Reader smut)

A night you would never forget (Dark! Saul X Fem! Reader)

Lap pet (Saul X Fem! Reader smut)

Office pet (Saul X Fem! Reader smut)

Be with me instead (Obsessed! Saul X Fem! Reader request)

Jimmy Mcgill

Jealousy (Jimmy X Fem! Reader smut)

Gene Takovic

Cure for loneliness (Gene X Fem! Reader dabble)

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I'd love to see a quick sketch of Lalo reading a "German for Dummies" book

(I have the headcanon that he learned some German while on his ✨️Ziegler obsession era✨️)

I hope you don't mind, but I ended up drawing the moment he goes to Germany, just so I could use the excuse that he barely learned words because he actually forgot his glasses, otherwise he would have noticed Saint Ignacio.

(yes Lalo wears glasses to read)

(He still tried really hard tho)

(And I'm convinced he can't sit properly anywhere, even in a plane where the space is existent, don't ask me how he does it, he just does because the Salamanca's do whatever they want)

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Cherry Pie - (Saul Goodman X fem!Reader smut)

Summary: After spending a night with an older man you escaped hoping you would never see him again, but there's something about you that's left him begging for more

Warnings: 18+ smut, oral (fem receiving), kinda obsessed! Saul, bad language, age gap, one night stand, unsure reader

One-night stands were unusual...at least for you. 

It was so unexpected as you opened your eyes to find a man old enough to be your father sleeping next to you. At least that’s what you could tell as you hid in the sheets. What the fuck happened last night? You wondered head pounded and naked like the you were born. You looked around the room in shock assuming you spent the night in some expensive mansion like home just from the décor (you couldn’t deny how tacky the leopard print bed covers were though). 

Life just couldn’t get any weirder. Carefully you made your move to slide out the covers but froze as the man shifted in his sleep. He still had his back turned from you as you slowly got up from the bed. 

Your clothes were strewn across the floor you tip toed softly retrieving your dress and jacket from the night before. “shit” you cussed realising you were missing your underwear. You looked everywhere even crouching to search under the man’s bed.   

All you wanted to do was leave and forget about it, so you did. Even how embarrassing it was. You silently left the bedroom and retreated downstairs trying the front door first. Locked. Of course. 

You were in a rush to find an unlocked door even a window as you heard footsteps coming from upstairs. Finally, you found a backdoor unlocked leading to the pool. “Okay okay I can just walk around and leave” you murmured to yourself.  

“Sweetheart?” you heard the man call. Panicking you escaped out the home and never looked back 

- 

A few days passed since that stressful morning it was totally out of character for you to hook up with anybody (especially an older man). All you remember was being at the local bar contemplating life and the relationship you had before. 

You managed to push those things beside and set your mind on working at the idyllic bakery. Adoring the job so much and got to know some of the nice people in Alburquerque.  

“Are the macarons done?” you asked your co-worker Lisa who was writing prices on the chalkboard. 

“Almost. What’s been going on with you recently?” she questioned with concern. You looked down at the notes of customer orders thinking of what to say.  

Like hey I may have hooked up with some random guy old enough to be my father you shake your head  

“Umm I just have a lot on my mind” At least it was a bit of the truth. 

Lisa taps you on the shoulder and you look at her “don’t tell me you got laid” she giggles. Shaking your head again you almost stutter “n-no I didn’t” you lie. 

“Soo who is he?” she asks looking past the lie your mind was in such of a fumble “I don’t know” you simply say.  

“Oh, c’mon he must have given you something other than you know what” she replies, and you sigh putting down your pen. 

“The only thing he gave me was this massive hickey” you say unbuttoning your shirt showing her your neck. 

“Wow the dude must think he has a possession over you because that’s one hell of a love bite” she gasps touching it  

“I have loads I freaked out when I saw myself in the bathroom mirror when I got home” you explain, and Lisa wanted fire more question about the ‘mystery man’ all in time for customers to enter. 

- 

It was a quiet night and the perfect time to relax. 

Getting cosy with pyjamas and cracking open a bottle wine you lay on your couch watching some trashy tv when all the sudden you heard a familiar voice. 

“Hi, I’m Saul Goodman did you know you have rights?” you stare at the TV in utter shock. His voice echoed in your head ‘Sweetheart? Sweetheart?’ 

He was the man next to you. The man you hooked up with that night! 

Switching the TV off you headed straight to bed. Saul, you had come to know stuck with you. His brown hair his bright blue eyes. How were you possibly going to get asleep now? 

- 

It was morning at the bakery like usual and you greeted customers with a smile preparing their orders. Almost in your own world. Until a voice made you freeze “hello sweetheart” the greeting almost made you drop a pastry to the floor 

You looked at the man standing in front of you his deep blue eyes gleaming at you. “Hello, Sir, what can I get you?” you asked trying to put that brave professional face on.  

Did he come here on purpose? 

Saul licked his lips looking at what you had to offer “I’ll take a slice of that delicious cherry pie of yours please” he replied smoothly.  

Like he was meaning something else 

“Coming right up” you say and kneeled to the pies on display. You were such an awkward person in general but being in Saul’s presence made it worse. Carefully bagging the slice up, read out the price and he pulled out his wallet. “Keep the change sweetheart” he told you handing a twenty-dollar bill. 

“Thank you, Sir,” reply politely and Saul sends you a wink “my pleasure Y/n” and with that he leaves allowing you to take a breather.  

Am I attracted to him? you mentally ask yourself feeling the heat on your cheeks. You can’t be. Can you? He was certainly charming. 

“What was all that about?” Lisa suddenly asked you turn to her “does he look familiar to you?” you ask her and Lisa smiles “of course he’s Saul Goodman the lawyer guy everybody knows him never actually seen him come in here though” she mused at the end. 

Strange but you carried on your day. 

- 

Locking up the bakery you couldn’t wait to get home. But your mind was on Saul Goodman. As you turned to leave you heard his voice again “hello again sweetheart heading home?” he asked. You looked at him nervously “yeah I have things to do” you simply reply and started walking. Hoping to get rid of him. 

But he stood in your way “your awfully quiet, aren’t you? You weren’t last time” Saul mused like he was remembering it. “What do you want from me?” you sternly asked, and Saul just smiles “how about a date?” he charmingly asks back. 

You scoff lightly “sorry I’m not interested” and Saul chuckles “C’mon sweetheart I want to take care of you” what have you gotten yourself into? 

“Look Mr Goodman-” you start but he interrupts “please call me Saul” he encourages. 

“Listen Saul-” he interrupts again, and you sigh “see sounds so sexy when you say it” he purrs getting close to you. 

Saul looks like he wants to eat you alive, but you remain cool “listen Saul I’m sure your great guy but I’m not interested in dating anyone at this moment. I’ve sort of had a bad breakup” you explain to him. 

“I know sweetheart and don’t worry he would soon get what’s coming to him” he sternly promises leaving you confused. “What do you mean by that?” you questioned 

Saul exhales softly and runs his hand up your arm to your neck uncovering your hickey by moving the collar of your shirt “beautiful” he compliments stroking his imprint. 

 “I’ll see you around sweet face”  

- 

The next day you drifted into thought about a certain someone as Lisa did her usual chit chat. 

“Oh yeah Saul Goodman wants a delivery to his office” The mention of his name made you snap out of it. “What? Since when we did deliveries?” You asked confused.  

Lisa clicks her pen “I wanted to do something nice for him since he got my cousin off that drug charge” she explains. Sighing you look around thinking of him and how the hell you ended up in bed with him that night. “He asked for you to do the delivery” Lisa spoke raising her brow. 

Please don’t piece together the puzzle Lisa please.  

- 

You carefully grasped the pastry box in your hand and made your way to his office. His secretary looked bored as she scribbled away on her paperwork you faked a cough to get her attention but soon a door swinged open. Saul stood there with a delighted smile fixing up his orange tie. 

“There she is!  I’m absolutely starved sweetheart” his voice smoothly spoke you looked down at the carpet awkwardly. Let's get this over and done with. You walked over to hand him the box, but he beckoned you in his office in an instant “c’mon don’t be shy” he chuckled. 

Stepping inside Saul takes the box out of your hand “you're an angel” he complimented placing it on his desk. Blushing a little you glanced around his office seeing books of law and written passages on wall behind his oak desk.  

There was a moment of silence as Saul leaned on his desk by the look in his eyes, he was admiring you. “I-I better get back to the bakery” you blurt out upon noticing.  

“Do you remember anything of the night we shared?” 

An audible gasp almost escaped your lips he waited patiently for your response “not really” you quietly answered.  

“We were very drunk but there was something about you that had more lasting effect on me then the drinking” Saul chuckled. 

You couldn’t deny the curiosity withheld “what do you mean?” you asked. Saul pushes himself from the desk and steps towards you his hands held your face, and you gazed up at him “I want to take care of you. You cried so hard on my shoulder at the bar about how your asshole of a boyfriend cheated on you. He doesn’t deserve someone as precious as you” His thumb caressed your bottom lip. 

“We spent the entire night together...I showed you what it's like to be touched by a man that truly cares about you” Each word he spoke was oozing with affection and you were still so unsure on what was happening as his hands moved from your heated face to your equally heated body.  

“You tasted better than any freshly baked pie” His lips whispered in your ear as he kissed the nape of your neck. Quivering as he came in contact with the love bite (that still hasn’t faded away). Moaning as his other hand glided down to your thighs and up playing with the hem of your dress. 

Memories then blossomed in your mind the way he lay you into bed and kissed you so fiery. Gasping like it was your first time as he delved between your shaking thighs and ate you like a man starved. 

“I want you sweetheart...oh god I want you” he groaned in begging at your ear. No one had never made you feel like this and all you wanted to do was kiss the older man. You looked at Saul with pure lust and took your chance after he stopped sucking on your neck like a vampire. 

Passion was alighted and he pulled you over to his desk with such domination. Saul lifted your body and your legs wrapped around his waist as you lay down on the wood Saul pushed his paperwork off the desk with the swipe of his arm. “Please...please” you gently whispered. 

“don’t worry beautiful I have all the time in the world when it comes to you” He softly told you caressing your hair. Hands met your thighs once again and this time he separated them apart with ease. Smirking at your submission Saul then lowed his head down as his fingers grasped your panties pulling them down.  

A chuckle erupts “you always get so wet sweet face. Is it just for me?” He shamelessly asked you gazed down at him blushing and shyly nodded. 

“Are you going moan again for me angel?” Saul questioned as one of his long fingers met your heat. Starting off slowly he rubbed up on and down admiring how aroused you were for him. Sliding up his finger met your bundle of nerves, and he carefully caressed it in circles. Watching like a hawk as you moaned so innocently your expressions becoming that desperate. 

This wasn’t like you at all lying on the older man’s desk as he played between your legs gathering up the wetness you couldn’t control. Then he suddenly pushed his finger inside you “there you go sweetheart let me in” he spoke with a hint of praise.  

Your core ached as he would keep his finger inside you for a bit and then pull it out slowly “p-please Saul” whimpering his name and his lips curved up in a smirk “you are such a good girl beautiful” you were starting to become obsessed with the nicknames he gave you. 

His lips started to peck your inner thigh leading to your pussy and then he licked so gently while his finger was buried deep. Slurping as he made a feast out of your quivering bud. Your legs shaked but he held you in place making you experience what he was doing to you. 

 You felt like a desperate slut moaning his name over and over but each time you did he would lick and sucked so intensely on your bud working his finger into you. Then he would replace it with his tongue. The knot in your tummy was forming and you quickly reached for his brown hair tugging it. 

Saul whispered and groaned into your pussy as submitted to his pleasuring act more and more. “You taste soo good doll so good” he groaned. 

Your body couldn’t take anymore this man was obsessed with pleasuring you even at his place of work. Your pussy ached and convulsed around him. 

“I-I’m going-” you felt that familiar sensation ready to explode your legs shook. “Cum for me sweet girl just cum for me!” Saul encouraged slurping his blue eyes watching you. His words added to that orgasm you so desperately chased...and finally caught 

Wetness escaped and ran down your thighs as your intense moaning rang louder in his heated office. Saul licked up all he could he didn’t care one bit of how loud you were. 

He pulled away licking his lips at you with another smirk his eyes hazed in lust. You tried move but you were too exhausted and oversensitive to do so.  

“Best pie I’ve ever tasted sweetheart” 

You would have never noticed a certain file on his office floor the one that had your ex-boyfriend’s name written on the very top... 

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I'm back! Had a lot of personal problems going on but I wanna make it up to you with some good old Saul smut :)

#saul goodman x reader #better call saul fanfic #smut

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Happy Valentine’s Day to all my lonely hearts 🥰

#you deserve the world #happy valentine's day