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wannab-urs · 1 year

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Vete a la Mierda | Veracruz x Reader

I wrote a dark little drabble because I'm obsessed with @toxicanonymity and my friends encouraged me.

I know it's not my usual content so don't feel bad for not reading it, dear followers.

Also sorry if my Spanish sucks. It's half my own knowledge and half frantic googling.

Summary: You are a member of Espada Ardiente and Veracruz is trying to torture the location of your base out of you.

Word count: 550

Warnings: MDNI | 18+ | bloodplay, knifeplay, choking, bondage, reader gets hit, some biting, dub con bc she's his prisoner but like... she's fully into it, threatening language, fingering.

Please heed the warnings, dolls!

You’re tied to a chair, completely naked, in a tent miles into the Colombian jungle where no one will ever hear you scream.

Comandante Veracruz sits nestled between your bare thighs, the tip of a large hunting knife digging into your flesh. Little rivulets of blood run down your legs where he’s been carving you up.

“Dónde está la puta base? He wants to know the location of Espada Ardiente’s base and he’s not going to get it.

“ándate a la mierda!” you spit in his face.

Veracruz chuckles, wipes his cheek and drags his hand to his mouth, sucking your saliva off his fingers. Flipping the knife in his hand so that he’s holding the blade flat between his thumb and forefinger, he nestles the handle against your pussy.

“Dónde está la puta base?” He wiggles the knife up and down, until it slips inside you. You can’t stop the little whimper that escapes your lips.

He pauses and pulls the knife handle out of you. “Te gusta eso, la chica sucia?”

You don’t answer, but he can see the shine of your slick on his knife. “Si?”

He wraps his hand around the blade and starts fucking you on the handle in earnest. You writhe against your restraints, trying to bear down on his knife even harder. His palm is flayed open, blood running down the blade and soaking your pussy even more. He doesn’t seem to notice, or maybe he likes the pain.

“Más, por favor, más,” you beg through gritted teeth.

He chuckles again, “Dime, o puedo simplemente voltear este cuchillo, si no me das lo que quiero.”

“Irse al diablo,” you gasp out. Your eyes roll back in your head as your cunt flutters around the knife handle, but before the coil of pleasure in your belly snaps, he pulls the knife from you, tossing it on the ground.

He wraps his unmarred hand around your throat and squeezes until you see stars. He shoves two bloodied fingers into your slick heat and curls his fingers into your g spot over and over.

“Esto es lo que quieres? Quieres correr?”

“Si! Si! Por favor!” you beg, too far gone to pretend you’re not about to come all over his thick fingers.

He slips in a third finger and drops his mouth to suck at your clit. His teeth latch on to the sensitive bud and suddenly you cry out. You squirt all over his hand, your release mingling with the blood coating his hand and your thighs.

With a glint of pure evil in his eye, Veracruz shoves his blood and slick soaked fingers into your mouth and brings his other hand up to your throat. You keep your eyes locked on his as you lick and suck at his fingers, tasting yourself and the sharp iron of your commingled blood.

“Me vas a responder ahora.”

You bite down hard on his fingers and he cries out. He slams your head into the back of the chair with his hand around your throat, rips his fingers from your mouth and slaps you.

He picks up the knife again, holding the sharp edge against your thigh, “Te preguntaré una vez más, cariño. ¿Dónde está la base?”

You smirk at him, a glint in your eye.

“Vete a la mierda.”

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Translations:

Dónde está la puta base? - Where is the fucking base

ándate a la mierda! - Fuck you (kinda)

Te gusta eso, la chica sucia - you like this, dirty girl?

Si? - you do?

Más, por favor, más, - More, please, more

Dime, puedo simplemente voltear este cuchillo, si no me das lo que quiero. - Tell me. I'll turn this knife around if you don't give me what I want

Irse al diablo, - go to hell

Esto es lo que quieres? Quieres correr? - This what you want? You want to come?

Si! Si! Por favor! - yes, yes please!

Me vas a responder ahora. - You’re going to answer me now.

Te preguntaré una vez más, cariño. ¿Dónde está la base? I’ll ask you one more time darling. Where is the base?

Vete a la mierda. - Fuck you.

#veracruz #comandante veracruz #pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro fics #pedro pascal character fanfiction #burn notice: the fall of sam axe #the fall of same axe #dub con tw

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flightlessangelwings · 14 days

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Jealousy Makes You Taste Good

Comandante Veracruz x fem!reader "Cariño"

Word count-2.9k

Warnings- s.mut (18+ ONLY!), jealousy, we meet V's ex, oral (m receiving), unprotected sex, riding, feelings, alcohol

Notes- This is written for the @swiftiscruff Pedro Fandom Friendship Exchange! What better way to show love for my friends in the fandom than a Veracruz fic?! And while I'm tagging people I consider my close friends (those who I've chatted with a lot, have my other socials, my number or even met in person), please know that if we interacted even once, I consider you a friend! <3

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The bar clamored with life around you. Veracruz had taken you out for a night of drinking with his men to celebrate their return from another successful deployment. Part of you was disappointed to have to share your comandante with others for the night. But, you also knew it was a part of his duty to take care of his subordinates. Plus, you would have plenty of alone time with him soon enough…

Men laughed around you as they drank to their heart's content. You could tell they were happy to be back home, even if they weren’t gone for too long. Many of them were familiar with you and greeted you with respect, knowing you were the comandante’s woman. Others weren’t bothered by your presence and instead turned their attention to the other ladies who hung around the bar, hoping to get lucky on their night back.

“Enjoying yourself, Cariño?” Veracruz’s voice rang from behind you, his presence hovering from behind you.

You took a sip of your own drink and turned to him, “It’s good to have you home, V,” you replied.

He leaned in close to murmur in your ear, “It is good to be home, Cariño,” he paused as he voice dropped, “And it will be even better later,” he groaned as his hand slid down your body and grabbed your ass.

“Why wait until we get home?” you purred as your tone dropped to match his sultry energy.

Veracruz smirked against your ear as he nipped at the nape of your neck, “Eager tonight, aren’t we?”

“Well, I missed you,” you gave him a fake pout.

He hummed in contentment as he trailed a line of bites along the muscle of your neck. He wouldn’t admit it out loud, but Veracruz missed the way you moaned under his touch, when you giggled softly as he hit a sensitive spot. Mostly, he missed having you in his arms, and the loyalty you showed him.

But, before he could suggest ducking away so you could welcome him home properly, a sultry voice interrupted with Veracruz’s first name.

You both turned in the direction of the voice, which came from behind him, to find a tall, beautiful woman. Her lips were painted red as rose, her hair was full and luscious, and she stood tall in her red high heels. You had to admit she was stunning to look at, but the awe quickly dissipated when you noticed the way she was looking at Veracruz.

“I thought I recognized your voice!” she exclaimed as she opened her arms for an embrace.

“Rosalia,” Veracruz muttered as he tensed his jaw and gave her a kiss on each cheek, “It has been a long time, chiquita.”

“That is has,” she purred as he looked him up and down, “The years have been good to you.”

You cleared your throat to insert yourself in the conversation, “Comandante, who is this?” you tried your best to keep your tone level.

“Oh,” his eyes went wide as he glanced between the two of you, caught in a rare moment off guard. He introduced you by name first, “This is Rosalia. My…”

“We were together,” she extended her hand to you, “It’s a pleasure,” she addressed you before turning back to Veracruz, “A comandante now, is it?” he smirked, “When we were together he was just a captain,” he hung on his shoulders as she spoke.

“Pleasure,” you replied back, hoping your tone wasn’t as sour as you heard it in your head. Swallowing the bitter taste in your mouth, you tightened your lips together and straightened your back, “I’m going to get another drink. You want your usual, V?”

He nodded, noticing the slight change in your demeanor but chose not to comment on it.

“V?!” Rosalia giggled as you turned and walked away.

You clenched your fist and resisted the urge to turn around. You didn’t want to watch her hang on him any longer, and you certainly didn’t want to hear whatever remark she had for your special nickname for him. Instead, you kept your eyes in front of you as they landed on the bartender. Ordering two of the usuals, you leaned forward on the bartop to force yourself not to look at the beautiful woman who seemed way too interested in the comandante for your liking.

But her laughter rang through the bar and you couldn’t help but snap your neck up and you instantly felt rage boil under your skin at the sight you saw. She practically nuzzled herself into his lap, tucking her hair behind her ear in an obviously flirtatious manner. You were sure your expression was unmistakable from the jealousy that bubbled under your skin, but away from Veracruz, you didn’t care.

Just in that moment, Veracruz glanced up and saw the look on your face. However, instead of a boasting feeling of seeing you jealous over another woman, he felt something else inside him. Instead of feeling proud and gloating that something made his Cariño jealous, instead of smirking at the satisfaction, Veracruz felt a tightness in his chest. He thought it would make a fun game for the night: he would pretend to show interest in the woman he used to be with, you could get jealous, and then you would go home and have the most explosive sex yet. Yet, the feeling in his chest were the completely opposite.

Catching his eyes, you quickly looked away and ordered a shot of something to try and drown out your emotions. You slammed the drink down in one gulp and slammed it down onto the bar before ordering another.

But a voice in your ear stopped you, “Are you sure you should be drinking like that, Cariño?” Veracruz purred.

“V…” you turned around, shocked to find him suddenly next to you and Rosalia nowhere to be found.

“Want to get out of here?” he groaned.

“Yes,” you whispered back immediately, thankful he offered to leave before you had to ask.

Veracruz was always more in tune than either of you realized. And he always knew what was best for his Cariño. And as much as he wanted to tease you a bit on the car ride back to his place, Veracruz found that he couldn’t bring himself to say anything. And you sat in silence the entire car ride, lost in your own thoughts.

The moment the door shut and Veracruz locked it, it was like a switch flipped in your head. Before he even opened his mouth, you lunged yourself forward, pushing him against the front door.

“Cariño?” he stuttered, finding himself in a rare moment of being caught off guard.

“Don’t speak,” you hissed as you slipped your hands underneath his shirt.

A fire burned behind your eyes as you massaged Veracruz’s pecs for a moment before you slowly dropped down to your knees. Sensing the change in the air, Veracruz smirked as he watched you settle yourself on the ground and unzip his pants.

“Needy tonight, are we?”

You gave him a glance that had the rare effect of silencing him before you freed his cock from the fabric. “Quiet.”

Veracruz couldn’t even form a response before you had his cock in your mouth. He let out a low growl as you started with a fast and harsh pace, liking and nibbling along his length and taking him into your mouth as hard and deep as you could. His knees almost bucked under him from the fervor you sucked at him.

Heat emanated from your body as you devoured the comandante with fervor. All the emotions that you tried to push down bubbled to the surface as you took his length as far as you could into your throat. Tears filled your eyes as the tip hit the back of your throat but you kept going

Veracruz let out a growl as one hand landed on your shoulder while the other dug into your scalp. His eyes involuntarily rolled back into his head as he felt you suck hard around him. A groan reverberated from deep within his throat as you ran your tongue along his shaft and left a nibble on his tip.

“Ay… Fuck… Cariño…”

You hummed around him, opening your eyes for a brief moment to glance up at him. The inferno burned behind Vercaruz’s eyes as he looked down at you, on your knees before him like you had been so many times before.

Closing your eyes, you went back to work, taking him in as far as you could. You were almost to the point of gagging on his cock, yet you kept going. Where words failed you, action spoke loudly enough, and Veracruz heard clearly. Slurping echoed in the room as you bobbed your head up and down, letting his thickness fill your mouth over and over again.

As much as Veracruz enjoyed being in your mouth, and the obvious jealousy that drove you to act this way, this was not how he wanted the night to end. He didn’t want to fill your mouth with his seed, watching you swallow every last drop as you had done so obediently before. No, the way you acted after his ex showed up spanked something within him. And he wanted to feel you around him while you both came together.

“Cariño,” he hissed through his teeth as he yanked you off of his cock.

You let out a questioning hum as you looked up at the comandante with your mouth wide open. Lines of drool spilled from your lips that still connected your bodies. “V?”

Pulling you up to your feet while you were distracted, Veracruz let out a huff, “Is there something bothering you, Cariño?”

You swallowed hard, melting under his gaze, “N-no…” Not even you believed that lie.

He smirked with satisfaction, “As much as I am enjoying your little outburst, Cariño…” he paused as he leaned in and kissed you without warning. He swallowed the gasp you let out as he savored the taste of himself on your tongue. “Jealousy makes you taste so good, Cariño.”

“I’m not jealous,” you murmured.

“Hmf,” Veracruz hummed against your skin, “Why not show me then?” he bucked his hips against yours, “If you will not tell me… Show me.”

A yelp escaped your lips as you found yourself flung away from where you stood. Veracruz growled in both satisfaction and desire as he captured your lips with his own once more. Heavy breaths were all that was heard over the shuffling of your bodies as he led you into the bedroom. Veracruz only broke away from you to strip both you and him, leaving a trail of clothes to his bed. You surrendered yourself to him, allowing him to take control like you trusted him to time and time again.

As soon as you felt the edge of the bed, you were about to throw yourself down so that he could cover you. But, Veracruz stopped you. Instead he spun your bodies around so that as you both launched onto the mattress, you landed on top of him. He looked up at you with a satisfied smirk as you straddled your legs over his body.

“Show me, Cariño,” he growled, “Show me how seeing her made you feel.”

“V…” you breathed as you found yourself looking down at him. It was not an angle that you got to enjoy often, and it was even rarer that he deliberately chose it himself. Yet, there was something undeniably hot about the position, and you felt yourself clench as a rush of heat pulsed through you.

Leaning forward, you placed your hands on his chest and gave his pecs a squeeze as you rocked your hips back and forth. Both of you gasped as your cunt dragged along his stomach, and Veracruz could feel the slick wetness that you left behind.

“I know this is not what you want to do to me, Cariño,” Veracruz teased as his hands fell to your hips, “I know there is more to you than this.”

You clenched your jaw and let out a soft growl as you shimmied yourself down slightly. Feeling the warmth of his cock under you, you once more rocked your hips along Veracruz’s body. Only this time, your pussy dragged along the length of his cock. As much as you tried to keep yourself from breaking, you couldn’t help but let out a moan as you felt the veins of his cock hit your clit.

“V…”

“Come, Cariño,” he squeezed your hips before his moved his hands to your ass and gave it a slap, “Let me see how you fuck when you are jealous.”

Unable to deny the allegation once more, you gulped as you lifted your hips. Moving as if you were in a trance by his words, you sank down onto Veracruz’s cock. A gasp left you breathless as you felt the familiar stretch of his thickness take you inch by inch.

This time it was different, though. This time, you felt more of a comfort in the burn of his cock into you. It was that connection that you craved, that you needed to feel. You needed to feel him around you, to know that he was there. Somehow, Veracruz was able to sense that, and he knew exactly what you needed before you even did.

“V,” you moaned as you started to ride his cock.

You started slowly at first, lifting and lowering yourself as the tip massaged your inner walls over and over again. But, feeling that desperation quickly rise as the thought of someone else doing this for him, something else took you over. You moved faster, bouncing on his cock harder.

Veracruz watched your display with fire in his eyes. Between the way your face twitched in pleasure and watching his cock disappear inside you over and over again, it drove Veracruz wild in the best way possible. And when you slammed yourself down onto him as hard as you could, both of you moaned in pleasure.

You kept yourself close to his body as you leaned over. Instead of bouncing up and down, you rocked back and forth. The feeling of his length hitting your sweet spot combined with the way your clit rubbed against the bone of his hip made you cry out in ecstasy.

“Cariño…” Veracruz growled as he ran his hands up your sides.

In a flash, you suddenly found yourself on your back with the comandante on top of you. His hands never left your body and he never pulled out of you as he flipped you over in a flash with every ounce of strength he had in him.

“Ay! Fuck!” you screamed as Veracruz wasted no time in drilling into you.

He growled a string of curses in Spanish as he pounded into you, feeling your pussy clench around him and your legs on either side of him. Your cries spurred him on just like they did every other night. He even found himself groaning your name as he fucked you as hard as he could.

Your hands dug into his bare shoulders as you felt like you were floating on a cloud. The way Veracruz pounded into you always made you feel weightless, yet clinging to him kept you grounded at the same time. No one ever fucked you like he did, and you knew no one else ever would. From the overwhelming emotions and the way his cock hit your sweet spot over and over again, tears started to fill your eyes.

“V… I’m gonna cum,” you whimpered.

“As am I…” he grunted as he yanked you over closer to him, feeling as much of you as he possibly could.

It only took a few more thrusts of his hips for you both to fall apart at the seams. You came with a loud scream of his name, digging your nails into his skin hard enough to draw blood. Veracruz leaned forward and bit your shoulder to stifle his own groans as he came right behind you, spilling himself to fill you to the brim.

With one last huff, Veracruz pulled out of you and flopped down next to you. For several moments, neither of you moved; both of you were too exhausted to try. But, it was Veracruz who moved first, rolling over to gather you in his arms.

You hummed contently as you settled into his embrace. You were silent for some time, both to recover and to gather your words. “V,” you finally spoke, “I…”

“I know, Cariño,” he interrupted you, deciding he actually didn't need to hear you say it. It would also mean he would have to admit something out loud that he wasn’t ready to. And that he didn’t enjoy seeing you riled up from jealousy as much as he thought he would…

Instead of pushing it, you just sighed contently and closed your eyes as you listened to the sound of his heartbeat.

Several moment of silence passed, and as soon as Veracruz was sure you were starting to drift off to sleep, he mumbled, “Cariño, know this,” he took a breath, “As much as you are mine,” he enunciated the last word, “I am also yours.”

“I wasn’t worried about you, V…” you yawned, “I was…” you didn’t even finish your thought before sleep finally took you, and you drifted off with a smile on your face and comfort in your heart.

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nicolethered · 9 months

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Pedro as Comandante Veracruz in Burn Notice: The Fall of Sam Axe (2011)

#pedro pascal #comandante veracruz #burn notice the fall of Sam axe #bruce campbell

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bryan-damage · 6 months

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No, actually, sir, I believe this form of extortion is known as "graymail." It's much nicer than blackmail.

Burn Notice: The Fall of Sam Axe (2011, TV movie)

#burn notice #the fall of sam axe #graymail #blackmail #bruce campbell #sam axe #spy thriller #espionage #extortion

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morallyinept · 3 months

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A full transcribe of COMANDANTE VERACRUZ'S dialogue/lines from the film BURN NOTICE: THE FALL OF SAM AXE

Includes full dialogue, and dialogue from any deleted/additional scenes available.

I've created this as a point of reference when writing for Pedro's characters, and I hope you find it useful. Even if you just want to read the dialogue. 🖤

FULL MASTERLIST OF PEDRO CHARACTERS DIALOGUE

☝🏻Dialogue has been fully transcribed by myself using reference to original scripts (if available), audio subtitles and using my own two ears. Therefore, mistakes can be made, however I have tried to be as fully accurate as I can. If you spot an obvious mistake, please kindly let me know. Where audio is not clear, I have marked with *inaudible* Scenes are separated for ease of reference.

FULL SCRIPT DIALOGUE:

It is a pleasure, Commander Axe!

I believe we have mutual acquaintances, trained at the School of the Americas in 92’.

No, no, no, you mean “The Terror”, of course.

We have intelligence that Espada Ardiente is planning to attack an international clinic run by a group called “Doctors for All.”

Unfortunately, yes. Until now they have stayed clear of civilian targets, the clinic sits in a strategic pass in the mountains. We believe the terrorists want to use it to take control of that region.

Fantastic, please.

__________________

I’m sorry doctor, but our intelligence indicates there may be an attack.

That would be best. We can give you until tomorrow-

__________________

She may be with one of the terrorists. We caught her sneaking into one of the trucks.

Of course. Of course, of course… (In Spanish) Let her go. Sorry, miss.

We will make camp nearby. If there is an attack, we will be ready.

__________________

Fantastic. Perhaps you would like to relax, eat some supper? My men and I are going to scout the area.

Actually, señor. It is better if you stay here.

Oh, I am sure you can, Commander Axe, but I am responsible for your safety. If we make contact with the terrorists we will come for you immediately.

__________________

We destroy the clinic. And I shoot the American in the head.

__________________

Did you hear anything else?

It’s okay, you still have an important role to this mission, señor Garcia. When I tell the Americans what happened, I will say you bravely tried to fight off the Espada Ardiente. But sadly, you were killed.

Throw his body in the ravine and take pictures for the report.

With the American gone, there’s no use waiting. We will destroy the clinic ourselves and make the report.

__________________

(In Spanish) Who fired?

(In Spanish) Who fired? I didn’t give the order to fire!

__________________

How did you escape?

We searched for you everywhere. When the terrorists blew up the clinic, we feared the worst.

Yes, they are. Now you see why we need your help fighting this menace.

Excellent. Good to have you back, Commander Axe.

(In Spanish) Let him finish cleaning up. We’ll gather the men.

__________________

The men are ready. We should start looking for the terrorists before they have time to move.

__________________

(In Spanish) Hola, señor Axe.

What is the delay?

Yes, I can see. You… are an excellent tracker. You are also an excellent liar.

I just spoke with Department Governor Perez. His men intercepted your call an hour ago. I… I am hurt you think so little of me. You honestly thought I would take no precautions?

No.

No, I don’t think it is a misunderstanding. I think I understand very well. Now… show me where they are on the map.

I might. I might not. The question is whether you want to die here or keep breathing a bit longer and hope you prove useful enough to save. Show me where the camp is. If you are wrong, I’ll put a bullet in your brain and maybe that will help you remember.

(In Spanish) Where are you? Get over here!

__________________

(In Spanish) We think they’re hiding in a building in the valley.

(In Spanish) Whatever it is, it will be gone shortly.

__________________

(In Spanish) Why are they stopping?

__________________

(In Spanish) Tell the men to stop shooting.

(In Spanish) Do it!

(In Spanish) You hear that? They’re barely shooting. Attack!

__________________

(In Spanish) It looks undefended. We should be able to destroy… What the hell?

(In Spanish) It’s the American…

Our surrender? Is that supposed to be funny?

Count a dozen men with old rifles. Farmers by the looks of them.

You’re bluffing.

We should finish him.

(In Spanish) Get out! Get out of the trucks now!

__________________

DELETED SCENE:

(In Spanish) Have the men spread out. On my signal…. we move out.

Shoot them.

We have a job to do, Capitan. We were asked to supply a massacre. Is there a problem?

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FULL MASTERLIST OF PEDRO CHARACTERS DIALOGUE

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iamasaddie · 11 months

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ᴄᴏᴍᴀɴᴅᴀɴᴛᴇ ᴠᴇʀᴀᴄʀᴜᴢ [ᴘᴛ.1]

#comandante veracruz #pedro pascal #serenaxpedro gif #burn notice: the fall of sam axe

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emberphantom · 11 months

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Watching The Fall of Sam Axe before even seeing Burn Notice (*cough* like I did) is so funny bc at first Sam just seems like your typical macho hero Bruce Campbell character who drinks a lot and gets the girl and says stuff that makes you roll your eyes (affectionately) like "I know you want to kiss me" okay yeah yeah sure whatever.

But then you watch all of Burn Notice and it's like ...oh. OH. He's all of that, sure but he's also SO much MORE. Like he's smart. He's the biggest sweetheart ever. He cares about his friends so much! He would and DOES do ANYTHING for the people he cares about. He's a slut with a heart of gold!

So then you watch the Fall of Sam Axe again and it's like YEAH I ACTUALLY FUCKIN DO WANT TO KISS YOU RN SAM I WOULD FUCKIN DO ANYTHING FOR YOU. YOU ARE EVERYTHING TO ME.

#one thing about me is i will NEVER shut up about sam axe now that i have him #burn notice #Bruce Campbell #Sam Axe #allison says shit #mental breakdown cancelled turns out i just needed to watch fall of Sam axe again

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ligercat · 3 months

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#your ash is showing #bruce campbell #sam axe #burn notice #the fall of sam axe #gifs #mygifs

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wannab-urs · 3 months

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Comandante Veracruz Masterlist

Main Masterlist | AO3 | Kofi

Vete a la Mierda - smut | AO3

Type: one shot Word Count: 550 Summary: You are a member of Espada Ardiente and Veracruz is trying to torture the location of your base out of you. Tags: bloodplay, knifeplay, choking, bondage, reader gets hit, some biting, dub con bc she's his prisoner but like... she's fully into it, threatening language, fingering.

#comandante veracruz masterlist #nav #comandante veracruz #comandante veracruz fic #comandante veracruz fanfiction #comandante veracruz x reader #comandante veracruz x you #veracruz #veracruz fics #veracruz fanfiction #veracruz x reader #veracruz x you #the fall of sam axe fanfiction #burn notice the fall of sam axe fanfiction

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livingbreathingrocknroll · 1 year

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#bruce campbell #burn notice #the fall of sam axe #sam axe

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flightlessangelwings · 3 months

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The Bet

Comandante Veracruz x fem!reader "Cariño"

Word count-2.7k

Warnings- s.mut (18+ ONLY!), pegging, anal, switching, oral (f receiving), overstim, slight roughness, established relationship and safe words, praise, no use of y/n

Notes- For Peg That Middle Aged Man Campaign! This was very fun to write and also a challenge to make it in character and believable for Veracruz! But I think I accomplished that and I'm very happy with how this turned out! Enjoy!

Graphic by @wannab-urs thanks so much for making that and hosting this event!

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“Relax, Comandante,” you cooed.

Veracruz only growled as he gritted his teeth.

You smirked, “I thought you were a man of your word, V.”

“Yes, cariño,” he grumbled. It was a bet he never thought he would lose… and he lost, putting him on his knees in front of you. He never thought he would find himself in this situation, which is why he took the bet in the first place. He thought it was a sure thing for him. Yet his pride couldn’t deny you your winnings. And he also couldn’t help but notice you were a little too excited to be able to do this to him.

“Trust me, V,” you whispered softly as you pulled your fingers out of Veracruz. You had spent extra time working him open, making sure he was ready for your strap. You had asked how he wanted to position himself, and he chose to be on his hands and knees. As much as you would have liked for your comandante to lay on his back so you could see his face, you understood that this was a lot for him. It was vulnerable enough for Veracruz to even allow you to fuck his ass, and you couldn’t ask any more of him.

He groaned as he felt you position yourself at his entrance. Veracruz closed his eyes and hisses as he felt the unfamiliar stretch of something new. You worked slowly, just pushing the tip of your strap into his entrance as you watched every muscle in your comandante’s body tighten. It was a role reversal you never thought would happen, and so many thoughts and emotions ran through you as you inched the toy deeper and deeper into him.

Caressing his body to try and ease the momentarily discomfort, you leaned forward and murmured in his ear, throwing a few familiar of the comandante’s words back at him, “You know the word if you need it.”

Veracruz groaned, “I think,” he gasped as you pushed the strap more into him, “You are enjoying this a little too much, cariño.”

You only huffed, hiding the smirk from his gaze as he dropped his face onto the mattress. Truthfully, you were enjoying this, but not for the reason Veracruz’s assumed. This was because you wanted to know he would trust you in the same way you trusted him. You placed your body in his hands almost nightly now, and some of the things you both enjoyed doing required that level of care. With this reversal, he told you that he was as safe with you as you were with him.

And it meant more than words could express to you.

Veracruz grunted as your hips met his, the warmth of your skin contrasting the coolness of the strap that entered him. You stilled yourself for a moment to allow him to adjust, and you ran your hands along the bare skin of his ass and thighs as you waited.

“Move, cariño,” he ordered through gritted teeth.

“I thought I was in charge right now, V,” you quipped back.

He rolled his eyes as he adjusted his position to be more comfortable, “You are enjoying this way too much, cariño,” Veracruz replied in a sure tone.

In response, you rocked your hips back just slightly and then thrust forward again, eliciting a groan from his lips. You let out a whine of your own at the sound he made and repeated the motion. Running your hands across his back, you started to pick up your pace, mesmerized by the way the toy disappeared inside of your comandante over and over again.

Veracruz’s groans filled the room as he surrendered himself to you. It was the last position he thought he would find himself in, yet he couldn’t find any complaints. With every thrust, his resolve crumbled more, and his eyes rolled back every time the strap was fully sheathed inside of him. You moaned softly as you thrust your hips harder, mimicking the way he always fucked you.

As you pumped your strap in and out of him in a slow yet harsh rhythm, Veracruz realized something: you genuinely wanted this to feel good for him. This wasn’t any sort of payback for how hard he liked to fuck you. No, you wanted him to enjoy this. And he could tell you were enjoying yourself by the way you moaned softly, even with nothing inside you and the only stimulation on your clit being when you thrust fully inside him.

With that realization, Veracruz let out the most obscene sound he ever made in his life. He wasn’t even sure where it came from, but he felt overwhelmed by the tidal wave of emotions that crashed through him as you fucked him. And it only heightened when you reached around and wrapped your hand around his cock.

“That’s it V,” you purred as you listened to the chorus of sounds he let out.

Skin slapped against skin as you rocked your hips back and forth, driving the strap deep inside Veracruz every time. He groaned as tingles of pleasure ran up his spine with every thrust of your hips, and a string of curses flowed from his lips.

“That’s my strong, Comandante,” you encouraged him while you pumped his cock faster, squeezing every spot you knew he liked. Because as well as he knew your body, you also knew his. You knew what drove him crazy, you knew exactly where to squeeze to make his eyes roll back in his head.

“Fuck… Cariño…” Veracruz growled as he felt his climax quickly approach.

But when you murmured his real name in his ear, the comandante lost it. As you drove the strap as deep as you possibly could, squeezing his cock and rubbing the trip with your thumb at the same time, he exploded. With a loud growl, Veracruz came hard, splashing the sheets below him as well as his own chest with his seed. His arms and legs trembled as wave after wave of pleasure crashed into him, giving him the strongest orgasm of his life.

Veracruz’s mind went blank, something that never happens to him. You kept up your pace, working him through his climax with soft coos of encouragement until he collapsed down onto the bed.

He flopped forward with an exasperated sigh, pulling your strap out of him in the process. Veracruz grunted as he laid on his stomach in his own release, taking deep breaths to slow his pounding heart. From behind him, he heard you shuffle as you took off the strap before you laid down next to him.

“V?” you whispered as you brushed a lock of hair off the side of his face, “Are you alright?” you asked, “You good?”

He groaned as he rolled onto his side and opened his eyes, meeting your gaze. He never allowed himself to be vulnerable with anyone like that before, but it made him realize something else. Veracruz truly understood what it took for you to be so vulnerable with him. He knew it wasn’t weakness that you showed by submitting yourself to his whims. And he also knew that you didn’t think him weak for submitting himself to you now. In fact, you both knew it was the opposite.

Burying his feelings down, Veracruz grumbled as he flipped himself over onto his back and reached out for you. You let out a squeal of surprise at his sudden burst of strength and suddenly found yourself on top of him. Veracruz looked up at you for a moment as you straddled his waist. For a moment, both of you froze.

The heat in the room stabbed at both of your bare-skinned bodies, yet it didn’t bother either of you. Heavy breaths filled the air between you as you looked at each other in silence. Your chests rose and fell with each breath, exhaling in a heavy sigh each time. Neither you nor Veracruz communicated through words what you were feeling, but you knew from the look in each of your eyes what you were thinking. It was how it worked between the two of you- more action than words.

Veracruz was the first to move, the first to go into action again. He grabbed you and yanked you down, crashing your lips together in a heated kiss. You moaned into him as you rested your hands on his chest, gently kneading his pecs while you tasted him on your tongue. Veracruz’s hands roamed all over your body, caressing and squeezing your sides, your ass, your breasts…

“Ven aquí, cariño,” Veracruz groaned against your lips as his hands landed on your ass. He gripped it firmly, causing you to moan before you realized he was pushing you upwards, “Arriba,” he commanded.

Swallowing hard, you nodded before you shuffled yourself up his body. Feeling bold, you paused when your pussy reached his chest, and you decided to lower yourself for a moment, grazing yourself along his skin. You whimpered softly as the heat from his chest warmed you from your core, and you felt the way his eyes bore into you as his gaze pointed. As he watched you rock yourself along his chest, he growled, causing you to gasp as you clit rubbed against his skin.

“You think you are cute, cariño?” Veracruz smirked. His eyes gave him away though- he was enjoying the little show you put on.

And you knew his tell by now, “You like it,” you whispered. A statement. You were feeling bold after he allowed you to fuck his ass. Leaning forward, you hovered your lips over his, teasing him. Yes, you were enjoying this… but so was he.

Veracruz smacked your ass hard in response, jolting you forward and crashing your lips into his. Veracruz took your lips possessively, kissing you deeply. His tongue immediately darted past your lips so he could taste you. Veracruz swallowed the moan you let out as he savored you and ran his hands up and down your sides, caressing your body with his calloused hands and making you moan more.

As he broke away from the kiss, Veracruz could see how your pussy glistened from the way you rode his chest, but there was something else he wanted you to ride. “Come here,” he growled as he tugged at your body, urging you to shimmy your way to his face faster.

Just as you were about to come back with a smart response, you reached his face with your knees framing his head. Veracruz wasted no time, and the moment your pussy was close enough, his mouth was on it. You cried out at the sudden harsh stimulation, almost forgetting about your own need while you fucked your comandante with the strap. Now you understood how he could go so long, making you cum over and over again before he even thought about his own release.

But the sensations hit you like a freight train. Veracruz lapped at your folds, licking and sucking at your clit with fervor. You immediately lost the strength in your arms and you collapsed down onto your elbows as you swam in pleasure. Your legs trembled on either side of Veracruz’ face as the sounds of his slurping echoed.

“Fuck… V…” you whined as you felt your skin tingle.

Your climax hit without warning and you came hard, gushing onto his face. You thought you were going to fully flop down onto your stomach, but Veracruz’ strong grip kept your hips up over his face. And he didn’t let up even as your orgasm subsided.

Gripping the sheets, you knew he wasn’t finished with you yet. And you knew this was revenge for fucking his ass. Yet it didn’t feel like revenge as your second climax hit right behind the frist, sending wave after wave of pleasure through your body.

“V…” you moaned as you dropped your head down, muffling your screams as you bit the sheets.

He squeezed your ass in response before his hands ran down your thighs and slapped them. Veracruz paused for a moment, giving you the choice you always had: say your word and end it all or keep going. Because no matter how much he took control, ultimately, it was always up to you whether you took what he gave you or not. It was always your choice. Just like it was his to give it to you. Just like it was his to let you fuck his ass.

You whimpered into the mattress, but said nothing, and the comandante took it as his que to continue. He started back with his tongue on your clit just as harshly as before, not letting up even though you’d cum twice already.

“Fuck! Comandante!” you screamed as you lifted your head to breathe. Even while he was below you, Veracruz was in completely control, not letting you go until he was satisfied.

Veracruz groaned into you as the taste of you drove him wild. So wild in fact that his cock hardened again despite how hard he came. Part of him thought he miscalculated in not having you face the other way so he could fuck your face while he devoured you, but he wasn’t going to break away from you now.

Instead, Veracruz let one hand off of you to pump his own cock while his tongue ran up and down your folds. He growled into you as his cock felt sore, just as your cunt did. But he was too lost in the moment to care.

Faintly, you heard the slick sound of Veracruz pumping his own cock over your moans, and it sent a pulse right to your pussy. You cried out loudly as he hummed into you, pushing you close to the edge once more.

“V…” you whimpered before you came for the third time, gushing so hard you heard the trickling of you release into his skin.

It only made Vercaruz more turned on as he pumped his cock harder. And yet, he still didn’t release your pussy from his mouth, and he kept working at your overly sensitive clit until you came one last time with a soft whimper. Your legs trembled on either side of his head as you fought to keep your knees from collapsing.

And that was when the comandante came again, groaning into you as he splashing himself once more.

Exhausted, both you and Veracruz couldn’t keep yourself up any longer and with a gasp you both flopped down. You lunged forward onto your stomach and his arms flopped to his sides. Heavy breathing filled the room again as you both recovered. Sweat and cum glistened over both your bodies as the smell of sex permeated the room.

Veracruz was the first to move once more, pushing himself up to lay next to you, “Cariño…” he murmured as he rolled you onto your side and tucked you into his embrace.

You sighed contently as you laid on his chest, taking a deep breath, “I’m alright,” you whispered as you savored the way he cradled your body. You stayed like that for several moments before your brain caught up to you, “Wait, shouldn’t I be taking care of you tonight after…?”

He let out a short snort, “You already did, cariño,” he told you.

You hummed with a smile on your face as you listened to the sound of his heart and traced random patterns on his chest, “I think you enjoyed yourself, Comandante,” you broke the silence.

Veracruz huffed, “You do taste good, cariño.” He knew exactly what you meant, and he knew you knew that. You chose not to challenge it though and just left it alone. You knew in his own way, he said what you wanted to know.

Together, the two of you laid on the bed, both too exhausted to care about the sticky mess that covered both your bodies. His arms stayed tightly around you, holding you close as both your heart beats slowly returned to normal. That was until Veracruz broke the silence with a low voice.

“I would not be opposed to trying that again, cariño.”

You smirked in satisfaction against his chest.

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