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mayans-sauce · 3 years

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Attitude

Gif Credit: @shadesalvarez

Pairing: Ez Reyes x Female Reader

Word Count: 2K

Warnings: NSFW, 18+ ONLY, disobedient/brat reader, cursing, masturbating, cum swallowing, hair pulling, oral (female receiving), fingering, anal play, choking, unprotected sex, orgasm denial, spanking, creampie, dirty talk/vulgar words, mention of bodily fluids

Request by @everyhowlmarksthedead which you can find HERE

A/N: hope this was ok. Enjoy <3 !No spoilers for season 3 in this writing!

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The attitude you’ve had towards Ez this week was bound to get you punished sooner or later. You just knew it. You could feel the tension brewing between the two of you. Ez was holding back, but every time you talked back to him in a rude manner or were being a naughty little brat, you saw his eyes darkening each time.

You had no idea when he was going to pounce on you and teach you a lesson. It could be any day now.

“Get up!” Ez had just burst through the bedroom door as you were sitting on the bed, fresh out of the shower, reading a magazine.

“Wh-why?”

“You know why.”

Yeah, you know why. It was time for your punishment. You were both equally horrified and giddy like a schoolgirl for what he had in store for you.

You got up and stood just beside the bed. You're playing nervously with your fingers as you tried to prepare yourself for what is about to happen.

“Come here.”

You took slow steps to where he was standing in the middle of the room. Your gaze on the floor as you didn’t dare look at him.

Once right in front of him, you lifted your head to stare into his darkening orbs. There were no signs of your soft and loving Ez to be found in them.

“Take off your clothes.”

Taking them off until you were stood in a bra and panties, but that wasn’t enough as he wanted you fully naked.

“All of it.”

Once everything was off, he took his sweet time to look you up and down. He was licking his lips at the thoughts of what he could do to your body. His personal pleasure temple.

“On your knees.”

There was no hesitation in your body as you got down. Sucking Ez off was one of your favorite things, and you would do it whenever, wherever.

He undid his jeans while keeping eye contact with you. He pulled it down with his underwear as well. All he was left in was the white t-shirt that clung to his perfectly sculpted body that made your mouth water.

His dick was already hard and ready to be sucked. You leaned in to wrap your lips around him but was denied with a tug to your hair.

“Did I say you could suck it?” His other hand gripped your chin to keep your attention on him.

“N-no.”

“No, I didn’t. Naughty and bad-behaved brats don’t deserve to get dick. Be still, and don’t touch me.”

Ok, this was weird. Usually, he would have shoved his dick deep in your throat by now. This must be something new he’s trying out.

“Spit on it.”

You did as he requested and spit on his tip and let gravity do the job in coating his length in your saliva.

His hand wrapped itself around his big and hard length as he jerked himself off. His hand was focusing on the end of his cock. The goal was to come as quickly as possible by the looks of how fast he was working himself. His eyes closed for a brief second at the pleasure building.

Your eyes looked up at him in love and adoration of this beautiful man that you called yours. Your pussy was so needy as you watched him touch himself.

Fuck, all you wanted was to take over and move his hand away so that you could choke on him as he emptied himself down your throat. But this was obviously a form of his torture to not let you touch him.

He was close. His hand was losing the steady rhythm that he had.

His other hand went in your hair and pulled hard, making you emit a yelp at the slight pain.

“Open your mouth and show me that tongue.”

Your mouth was wide upon for him to empty his delicious seed. Your eyes are big and innocent to give him that extra push to finish into you.

With a loud and heavy grunt, he came on your tongue. Ropes of him decorating it so beautifully. Once he was emptied entirely, he took a second to admire his work.

“So beautiful. Now swallow.”

You closed your mouth and swallowed with no second thoughts. It was like second nature for you to do so.

You showed him your empty mouth, which made him let out a satisfied groan.

“Are you going to fuck me now?”

His hand went around your pulse as his face was mere inches from you.

“Not yet, pretty girl. You don’t deserve it. Now get on the bed.”

He slapped your ass hard as you got up and walked towards the bed to lay down on it.

Ez didn’t kiss you; he went straight to your nipples to pull, lick, kiss, and play with them.

“F-fuck Ez.”

“Mmm… your nipples are so sensitive today. It makes me want to make you come undone by just playing with them but,” his lips trailed and kissed down to you wet and needy pussy, “I’m hungry to taste you,” his broad tongue licked from your quivering hole to your clit, the tip of his tongue flicking it.

His lips wrapped around your clit had you gasping. He sucked and licked, which resulted in an arched back from you. Ez didn’t like that and put his hand on your stomach to push you down.

“Don’t do that. Don’t move. Don’t make a sound. This is your punishment for being a brat all week long. So be a good girl while I enjoy my meal.”

His lips and tongue worked you all over. Kissing, licking, pulling as well as biting your flesh around your pussy. You did your best to keep silent and not move a muscle, but you failed a few times which resulted in him slapping your overly sensitive pussy.

You lost count on how many times he denied your orgasm. Tears were in your eyes at how spent your body was. You just wanted him to either fuck you senseless or cum all over his face.

Ez’s thumb left tiny circles on your pulsating clit as he kept fucking you with his tongue. Occasionally his tongue would swirl around your tight and puckered hole. This was maybe the 5th time of him building you up, and you didn’t think you could take one more time of his denying you.

“E-Ez…”

He lifted his head to look at your tearful face. “Alright, baby girl, I’ll be nice and give you what you want.”

His forehead came to rest on yours as his hand wrapped itself around your throat. The pressure of it was taking some of your oxygen, and you became lightheaded. Your hand took hold of his extensive and robust bicep.

Two of his long fingers teased your entrance before they fucked you. They reached deep inside, brushing against that spot that had your eyes closing in immense pleasure.

“Look at me as you cum all over my fingers.”

The pad of his thumb on your clit was what you needed to let go on him. He made you keep your eyes on him at all times. His smirk decorated his face at your fucked out state after the orgasm you had.

“Taste yourself.”

You gladly took his fingers covered in you into your mouth. Licking around his digits as you moaned out at the taste.

“All four now.”

He took that time to remove his last article of clothing, which was his white t-shirt.

As soon as you were in position, face down ass up, he left a series of slaps on your ass cheeks. The bedsheets muffle your moans and whimpers of pain and pleasure.

“Look at this pussy. All mine to take.” He said as his thumb teased your hole.

“Are you going to fuck me or not, Ez?” That was a risk of you to take. To talk to him in that manner. But you just needed him to fuck you, to use your holes as he pleased.

That tone he didn’t like. His hand wrapped itself so hard around your throat, and he pulled you flush against himself.

“Really? You fucking little brat. I decided when I fuck you. Me. Not you. You understand?”

“Y-yes,” it was barely a whisper.

“Huh? I didn’t hear you?”

“Ye-yes. You decide.”

He pushed you back into the mattress. Pressing your face into it.

True to his word, he decided he didn’t want to fuck you yet. It was true that he was the one in charge. So he could fuck you when he wanted, not when you wanted.

He planned to tease some more. So his thumb entered your pussy to give him lubricant. He spits onto your other tight hole, and his thumb that was just in your pussy lightly teased your asshole before he pushed inside.

“Ah fuck Zeke.”

His thumb fucked your hole, and with his other hand, he lined himself up with your entrance, slamming into your tight walls in surprise.

“So tight.”

The force of his hips made you jolt forward with each thrust, and you clutched the sheets in your grasp. You just wanted to cum right then and there at the feeling of his full cock inside you.

“Yes fuck me so good,” you whimpered as he fucked you so senseless.

“Fuck baby, your pussy feels so good. So warm and tight.” He removed his hand from your ass so that he could use both hands to hold your hips. Occasionally spanking your here and there. Your walls clenching around him made him shudder in pleasure.

Your head was buzzing in ecstasy, and your mouth hung open as silent screams escaped it.

“Please, Ez, don’t stop. Don’t stop fucking me.”

His hand grabbed a fistful of your hair to pull you up slightly and make your back arch. You bit your bottom lip at his rough and dominant actions. His animalistic moves.

“You like when I fuck you tight needy little pussy, huh?”

“Yes. Please don’t stop.”

“I won’t stop, baby, I promise.”

He pressed your face back down on the mattress. His hand at the back of your neck to keep you there. The other one made circles on your precious jewel.

“Please, I can’t hold it anymore. Fill me up. Please fill me up and make me cum.”

His thrust became irregular as your walls edged him on, and with a few more thrust, he coated your inside with his seed, milking himself for all he was worth as his groans, moans, and curses were released into the room.

That was what you needed to let yourself go. Your pussy contracted around him as you came around his cock. Your clit pulsating as he still kept stimulating it. Your own moans, whimpers, and pleas were coming from within you.

His hips stilled after fucking your both through the orgasm.

“Good girl,” a few pats on your ass were laid.

As he pulled himself out of your abused hole, you shut your eyes tight at how sensitive you were feeling.

His cum in your pussy left him in fascination as it came out of you.

“Look at you filled up with my cum. Such a good girl taking all of me.”

His lips left a few kisses on your still sore ass from all the spanking he did.

He cleaned you up with his shirt before he turned you around to lay against his side. Half of you spread on top of him as he caressed your back.

You winced each time you made a movement of your body.

“Are you ok?” Ez asked as he kept kissing your hairline.

“Yea… just a little bit sore… but I enjoyed myself.”

“Rest up a bit, and then we can take a bubble bath together so I can pamper you up.”

“That sounds nice. I love you, Ezekiel.”

“And I love you.”

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soaimagines · 4 years

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late nights ♡

Pairing: EZ Reyes x Female Reader

Summary: EZ comes home late to find that you fell asleep waiting for him..

Warnings: R18+, language, smut, daddy kink, dirty talk, fingering, oral sex (male and female receiving) vaginal sex, slight spanking and choking 😅

Authors Note: I had to get this out cause I’m hella thirsty . There’s no real plot here, just filth.

Gif credit to @angels-reyes

Full disclosure, I do not speak español, I try to use the language respectfully and sparingly and hope I have done so. I try to stick to pet names only and I mean no offence 🖤

Tags: @minnicelli • @ifoundmyhappythought

For a moment EZ rested on his bike, having just pulled into your driveway, the engine still hot beneath him. A wave of guilt washed over him, knowing that he was late once again. He always felt bad when club business kept him from you and he hated letting you down. The night air was still warm and the street was quiet as he glanced around the neighbouring properties. He looked at the moon as he unbuckled his helmet and lifted it off his head. It was bright tonight, almost full and he smiled, remembering the nights he’d spent with you under the stars. He swung his leg over his bike and ruffled his hair as he walked to the front steps. There was a light on, as usual. You always left a light on for him. He was quiet as he unlocked the door, and stepped inside. He kicked off his boots and placed them next to the door, careful not to let the thuds wake you. After locking the door he pulled his kutte off his shoulders and placed it carefully over the back of a chair, giving at a pat before turning away.

The hallway was dark and he shifted quietly towards the light coming from your bedroom. Poking his head around the door frame, his breath caught in his throat.

You were asleep, as he’d expected for this time of night. What he wasn’t expecting, however, was the lingerie adorning your body as you laid curled up on top of the blankets. He gulped and stepped into the room, his eyes roaming over the black lace hugging your curves and he let out a low breath.

Knowing you had gotten all dressed up for him added a whole other wave of guilt and he hated the thought of you waiting around for him and falling asleep disappointed. He brushed his hand over his face. There was no point dwelling on it now. The least he could do was make it up to you.

You stirred in your sleep as the mattress shifted under his weight, though your eyes remain closed. He brushed his hand over your thigh, squeezing your skin softly.

“EZ?” You murmured, your eyes squinting as you woke.

“Yeah. It’s me, baby.” EZ responded. His voice was soft and you smiled hearing it. “I’m sorry I’m late.”

You gave him a small smile and stretched out.

“You put all this on for me?” EZ asked.

For a moment you’d forgotten were wearing and when you realised you blushed slightly. But the way he asked, his voice low and full of lost only ignited the heat you’d had within you as you’d gotten dressed for him.

“Mmhmm,” You nodded, biting your lip.

“Princesa,” Ez whispered, sending shivers up your spine. “Lemme see.”

You rolled onto your back, arching it slightly.

Under his gaze you melted, you could almost feel his eyes roaming over every inch of your skin and when he licked his lips you let out a breath. His hand traced over your thighs and he caressed your skin with his thumb as he lead his hand closer to your pussy.

You bit your lip and spread your legs slightly, allowing him access. He shifted, kneeling on the bed and he leant over your body. You could feel his breath against your lips and you met his gaze. He always loved to tease you, and tonight was no different. Leaning his forehead against yours he moved his hands up your thighs once more only this time he didn’t retreat. You whimpered as he brushed his hand over your pussy and he smirked.

He moved his hand over your mound once more before tugging the lace to the side. With his middle finger he slowly traced along your slit. Both of you moaned then, you at the feel of his touch and him at how wet your were already.

“You’re already so wet for me, baby.” EZ murmured.

The moment his lips touched yours a wave of urgency washed over you. All night you’d waited for him, and you needed him, now. As he kissed you his fingers slid through your folds and he gently began to circle your clit.

“Ez,” you moaned against his lips.

He smirked, increasing his speed. Your hands clutched at his shirt and you raised your hips, pushing yourself towards him. He kissed you slowly, his lips moving with yours while never ceasing his movements down below. His fingers moved lower and he slid one inside you, circling it around your hole. You gasped and rolled your hips, inviting him in and he began to pump his fingers inside you.

His lips ghosted over your jaw and he kissed down your neck, sucking at the skin and leaving a trail of bruises as he made his way to your collarbone. The way you squirmed and whimpered under his touch only turned him on more and he moved his fingers faster now.

“Fuck, your so wet querida,” EZ growled. He tugged your bra down, exposing your breasts and he wrapped his mouth around your nipples. His fingers pumped in and out of you expertly, curling against your g spot. You moaned again, lifting your hips to meet his movements. His tongue ran circles over your nipples and he grazed over them lightly with his teeth.

Suddenly he pulled away from you and you whined at the sudden emptiness. He knelt on the bed and pulled his shirt over his head before tossing it to the floor. You bit your lip as your eyes roamed his body, the toned muscles and the veins. He was so fucking sexy.

EZ ripped your panties down your thighs and tossed them away before pushing your legs open. He knelt between them and licked his lips as he eyed your bare pussy, already glistening with your juices. He leant over you and crashed his lips against yours and your hands roamed his back.

“Fuck me, daddy.” You whispered against his lips.

EZ smirked, his eyes dark with a hunger and his fingers made their way back to your pussy. He pushed his middle finger inside you with ease and you bit your lip, a soft moan escaping them.

“You want me to fuck your tight little pussy, princesa?” He pulled his finger out slowly and traced it over your clit.

“Please, Ezekiel, I need you.” You nodded, your eyes never leaving his.

“I’m gonna fuck you,” He kissed you softly. “But not yet.”

Before you could protest he moved down the bed and laid between your legs. His arms hooked under your thighs, pulling you close to him and he ran his tongue over your slit. You gasped and clutched the sheets, yearning for more of him.

“Mmm, baby,” He spread your legs wider and his tongue ran over your clit slowly. “Your pussy always tastes so good.”

His tongue circled your clit and he reached his hands up your body, squeezing on your tits as he got to work. You grabbed a pillow and clutched it to your face, stifling your moans as he circled your clit teasingly slow. When his lips wrapped around you and he sucked at your clit you raised your hips and let out another loan into the pillow. EZ glanced up and tugged the pillow away.

“No, princesa. I want to hear you.”

You bit your lip and watched as he went back to his slow licks and his eyes never left yours as he ran his tongue over your clit. His tongue moved faster now, like he was reciting the alphabet and you bit your lip, panting as you reached down and ran your fingers through his hair. You held his head against you and lifted your hips and you could feel him smile against you.

“You like that, baby?” You moaned in response and he moved his hands down your body and he pulled away from you, only slightly as his fingers ran over your slit.

He let out a moan as he watched his fingers run your clit and he pushed his fingers into your throbbing pussy.

“Fuck, daddy.” You whines as he pumped his fingers inside you.

“You’re such a good girl for me, princesa.” He licked your clit.

“Getting all dressed up for me,” He sucked at it softly. “Waiting for me.”

You moaned and lifted your hips to meet the strokes of his tongue. He moaned against you, and began pumping his fingers once more, curling them against your wall and rubbing against your gspot. You writhed on the bed, your hands clutching at the sheets as he sucked at your clit while his fingers pounded your pussy.

“Fuck, EZ!”

“You gonna cum for me, princesa?” He growled against you.

You moaned in response and sunk your teeth into your bottom lip as pressure built within you. His fingers pumped faster and his mouth moved over your clit, licking and sucking. You were panting now, your hips rising to meet his movements.

“Cum for me, baby.”

His permission was all you needed and you let out a moan as your orgasm coursed through you. Your walls clenched around his fingers as you came and his tongue never stopped running over your clit making you squirm under his touch, your legs trembling around him.

“Good girl,” he moaned against you and he lapped at your juices, his tongue running all over your pussy.

Almost immediately he tugged his jeans and his boxers down his thighs, and you licked your lips when you saw how hard his cock was. He grasped it in his hand and knelt between your legs, lining himself up at your entrance.

“You want me to fuck your tight little pussy?” He panted as he ran the tip of his cock over your slit. His eyes watched as your juices coated himself and you heard him groan at the sight.

“Fuck me, Daddy.” You moaned as he rubbed his cock over your clit, still so sensitive.

He plunged his cock into you and you gasped at the sensation, your hands grabbing his hips. He rested for a moment, letting you adjust to the thickness of his cock.

“Fuck your pussy feels so good, princesa.”

He crashed his lips against yours, stifling your moan as he pulled out of you slowly.

“So tight.” He pushed into you.

You moaned and ran your hands over his back as he set a pace with his hips, thrusting into you slowly and deeply.

“So fucking wet.”

He wanted you to feel every inch of him entering you and he lost himself in the sound of the whimpers you made as he pushed into you. His eyes were glued to your pussy and seeing your folds wrapped around his cock, glistening with your juices, was driving him wild. After a few more thrusts he pulled out of you and knelt in the bed, stroking his cock slowly.

“Rollover.” He ordered.

You bit your lip and obeyed, rolling onto your stomach and pushing your ass into the air, your cheek pressed against the sheets. EZ let out a breath as he looked at your ass and he caressed it, making you wriggle. You knelt, pushing your body onto all fours and waving your ass higher in the air. He brought his hand down swiftly, slapping your ass and making you gasp. He rubbed the already reddening mark and leant down to kiss it. He knelt straight and grabbed his cock. Lining it up, you felt him run his cock over your dripping pussy before he pushed into you once more.

The change of position gave a whole new sense of pleasure and he set a faster pace. His cock slammed into you and you collapsed against the mattress, falling onto your elbows. EZ gripped your hips, sure to leave bruises in the morning, and you moaned between breaths as he picked up a relentless pace, slamming into your pussy hard and fast.

“You like that, princesa? You like it when I fuck your little pussy?”

“Yes daddy.” You moaned in response.

He leant forward and pulled your hair into a ponytail, his thrusts never ceasing. With a gentle tug at your hair he pulled you back onto all fours and with his spare hand he reached under you. His fingers found your clit and he rubbed clumsy circles.

You bit your lip, trying to contain your moans and you arched your backs He leant over you, leaving sloppy kisses along the back of your neck and hearing his staggered breathing, and his soft moans sent you into overdrive.

“Fuck, daddy.” You whined.

He released his grip on your hair only to wrap his hand around your throat.

“You gonna cum again, mama?”

You attempted to nod, which proved difficult with his grip on your throat and his hips pounding into you. But he didn’t wait for an answer though and he rubbed his fingers over your clit faster.

“Yeah? You gonna cum all over my cock?”

You moaned now and he squeezed your throat slightly tighter.

His breath was hot in your air as he whispered.

“Come for me, princesa.”

Hearing those words, you lost all control, and your eyes rolled back as waves of pleasure rolled through you. Your pussy squirted, making EZ groan and sending shivers all over your skin, your legs trembling in ecstasy.

“Fuck you’re so sexy, my preciosa.”

His pace was sloppy now and you knew he was almost ready as well. He didn’t resist as you pulled his hand away from your throat and moved away from him. You immediately turned around and knelt down before him.

You licked your juices off his throbbing cock and he let out a low moan, watching your tongue run along the vein and around his tip. He grasped his cock and you licked your tongue around him before taking him in your mouth.

“Fuck, princesa.” He moaned as you moved your lips back and forth, your cheeks hallowing.

He cupped your face, his thumb brushing over his cheek as he watched you take him in your mouth.

“You wanna taste my cum, huh?”

You met his eye in response, your tongue running over his tip. He was close, you knew it, and you swiped his hand away from his cock, taking it in your hand instead. Both your hands wrapped around his cock and you moved them with your lips, twisting them as you did.

EZ let out a shaky moan and you squeezed slightly while you sucked at him. You pumped his cock a few more times before he came in your mouth and you met his eye as you swallowed his load. Once more you sucked his cock, making him tremble and moan before kissing it lightly and falling back onto the bed.

EZ collapsed beside you and you both laid silence as you caught your breath. His hand traced lazily over your thigh and he turned you you, his hand cupping your face as he turned you to look at him.

“I’m sorry I was late, mi vida.” He kissed your forehead and you smiled.

“It’s okay,” you said softly. “You can be as late as you want if you fuck me like that.”

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rebel-without-cause-x · 4 years

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Age Difference

Ez Reyes x Reader

REQUESTED BY @jadesamhart // Ohhhh maybe the guys meeting Ez's girlfriend who's only like 19 and they tease him about? If you want to change anything go ahead haha 🥰🥰

A/N okay I made the reader 22 and kept this one quite short

“Okay so beefcake has a girlfriend” Angel chuckled, punching his brother's shoulder.

“And what’s so funny about that?” Riz asked.

“Because she is what ten years younger than him” Angel laughed.

“Actually she’s only nine years younger than me get you fact right if you gonna take the piss” Ez said rolling his eyes.

“Wait you are dating someone 9 years younger than you” coco snorted.

“Yeah I am” Ez said proudly “I was going to get her to come over and meet you but I’m not going to now”

“Please tell me she had at least graduated college” Gilly said leaning on his fists.

“She graduated last month” Ez nodded sipping his beer.

“Like what do you even talk about and does it feel like you are babysitting” Coco asked

“Okay okay get it out you system” Ez sighed pinching the bridge of his nose before seeing your name flash up on his phone. “And just so you know you animals are never meeting her” he scoffed walking off to answer your call.

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witching-hour · 3 years

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( 𝗲𝘇 𝗿𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁. )

˗ˏˋ 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 ˎˊ˗

Nobody Else

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˗ˏˋ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 ˎˊ˗

➪ nsfw alphabet ft. ez

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say-al0e · 2 years

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Distracted

Rating: PG-13

Summary: After a night at the clubhouse, you and Ez head home to spend the night together. Unfortunately, a phone call distracts you but luckily, Ez finds it endearing.

Pairing: Ez Reyes x fem!Reader

Warnings: Gets a tiny bit spicy but not full on smutty.

Word Count: 1.7k (...under 2k? Who am I?)

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Ez stood behind you, his hands on your waist and chin resting on your shoulder, as you sifted through the contents of your bag in search of your keys. His had been left at home, a byproduct of taking your car to the clubhouse instead of his bike, and he made no attempt to make the search easier as he nosed at your jaw.

You were grateful that he couldn’t see your face though you knew he could sense your amusement as you playfully rolled your eyes. “You’re making this harder than it needs to be, Ezekiel.”

Ez made no effort to stop as you both heard the the barely contained laughter in your voice when you tilted your head to give him more room. His lips curled into a smile and you hummed at the feeling of his facial hair brushing your skin as he pressed a soft kiss to your shoulder.

“Sorry, amor.” You both knew that it was a non-apology, the lack of remorse in his tone clear, and you shook your head fondly as he squeezed your hip. “You just look so beautiful tonight. I can’t help myself,” he defended as he rested his chin on your shoulder.

“Flattery will get you nowhere, Ezekiel,” you teased as you finally located your keys and made a noise of triumph upon tugging them out of your bag.

His hand dipped beneath the hem of your top and you sighed softly as the heat of his palm radiated through your midsection. When you leaned into his touch without a second thought, Ez grinned and countered, ““You sure about that? Seems like flattery will get me everywhere.”

You made an indignant noise, something crossed between a laugh and a huff, and Ez made no effort to hide his own laughter. You shivered at the feeling of his breath on your neck and allowed him to guide you into the house in a daze. He remained close to you, his body molded against yours, as he guided you down the hall and into the bedroom.

Once you reached the bedroom, he turned you to face him and grinned when your eyes met his. “Hi,” he greeted, eyes shining with mirth as you wrapped your arms around his neck and raked your fingers through his hair.

“Hi,” you returned easily, matching his grin as you stepped impossibly closer. You took a moment to drag your eyes down his form, taking in the jeans that hugged his thighs and t-shirt that clung to his arms, before you met his eyes once more and offered him a smirk. “Come here often?”

A slight flush rose over Ez’s cheeks as he shook his head fondly but you could see the grin that overtook him as he dipped his head. “To the home we share?” When you nodded, he snickered, “Yeah, I’d say I do.”

You grinned triumphantly and leaned in to press a quick kiss to his lips. “You’re the one who loves me. You’re stuck with the cheesy lines,” you reminded him as you dropped your hands to his shoulders and began toying with the leather of his kutte.

“I do love you,” he confirmed with a grin as he eagerly shed the leather and tossed it onto the dresser. “And your cheesy lines. And bad jokes,” he continued as he began walking you back toward the bed.

“Hey, my jokes aren’t bad! My sense of humor is impeccable, thank you,” you defended with a laugh as your knees hit the foot of the mattress. “Your jokes are rooted in existentialism and nerd shit.”

“You’re the one who just used ‘existentialism’ to describe my humor,” Ez pointed out as you dropped to sit at the foot of the bed, “who’s the nerd now?”

“Shut up and kiss me.”

Ez laughed but complied with your demand. He pressed a knee into the mattress and a hand to your shoulder. Your arms returned to his neck, your hands brushing the hair at the nape of his neck, as his mouth pressed to yours.

The buzz of a cell phone broke through the haze that clouded your mind as Ez’s lips moved against your own. You could feel the vibrations against your thigh and groaned as Ez paused. He tugged his phone from his pocket before he dropped his head back down with a grin and pressed a kiss to your jaw.

“It’s yours,” he informed you happily, his hands drifting higher as he nudged the fabric of your top up your torso. “Not club shit tonight.”

“Wouldn’t expect it to be,” you sighed as you tugged the device from your pocket and hit the ignore button without even glancing at the name. “Half the club’s probably passed out somewhere or balls deep in someone by now,” you teased as you tossed the device onto the nightstand and turned it face down.

Ez, now unfazed by the cursedness that only seemed to appear after spending an extended period of time around the other members of the club, laughed at your reply and shook his head fondly as you situated yourselves more comfortably on the bed. “You have such a way with words, mi amor,” he mumbled against your skin before returning to your mouth to press a searing kiss to your lips.

“We can’t all be poets, Ezekiel,” you returned with a breathless laugh once he pulled away and dipped his head to trail kisses along your collarbone.

He laughed but didn’t respond as he shifted to settle between your thighs. He pushed the fabric of your shirt higher and smiled when you tugged it up and over your head. He pressed his lips to your heated skin, nipping at the spots he’d memorized so easily, as he made his way to the waistband of your jeans.

As his hands moved to your thighs, brushing the denim of your jeans, the vibrating of your cellphone cut through the quiet of the room. You huffed at the intrusion and turned to glance at the nightstand as Ez sat up. “Sorry,” you sighed as you reached for your phone.

“It’s okay,” he assured you as he unbuttoned his flannel and tossed it aside before settling into the pillows beside you. “I’ve done it before,” he reminded you as he turned his head to face you. “Take it.”

You glanced at the phone and frowned upon seeing your best friend’s name. It was unlike her to call, especially so late, but a flicker of annoyance remained as you answered. “Are you dying?” A burst of surprised laughter escaped Ez at your question and you shot him a half-hearted grin as you continued, “Because if you’re not dying or actively experiencing a miracle, our friendship might be over.”

“No, I’m not dying,” Kayla huffed, unfazed by your response. You heard shuffling on the other end of the line and frowned as you waited for her to explain the insistence of her call. You’d seen a handful of other notifications - Snapchat, Discord, even an Instagram DM - and wondered what was so important. “The update dropped early! Go download it.”

You frowned, not quite understanding her explanation through the haze of the alcohol you’d consumed and the lust that was clouding your brain. “What? What update?”

She scoffed at your question. “What update? The only update that matters,” she insisted before the sound of light music filled the background. “The Animal Crossing update,” she reminded you, “the thing that’s given half the internet the will to live at the moment. It’s live now! Go download it, it’s so cool!”

“Wait, what? It’s early! Like, a whole day early.” With your lust momentarily forgotten, you climbed out of bed and bounded down the hall, cellphone pressed to your ear as you went searching for your Switch.

You could hear Ez laughing as he called, “Where are you going? We were in the middle of something!” His tone was light, covering the twinge of disappointment you knew was mostly brought on by the alcohol, but he wasn’t truly upset. He was mildly confused as he listened to you cheer and you knew it wouldn’t be long before he wandered into the living room to see what had pulled you away from him.

After a few long minutes of silence, Ez climbed out of bed himself and wandered into the living room to find you. Though he tried to hide his laughter at the sight of you, you heard him clearly as he found you on the couch.

You were sure that you were a sight, dressed only in a pair of jeans and your bra, as you sat on the couch with your knees pressed to your chest. You held your Switch firmly in hand as your phone rested on the couch and he watched as you pressed buttons almost frantically.

He glanced at the television and saw your Island Representative running around madly. You knew that he was there but you paid him no mind as you huffed at the sight of one of your islanders. “Sprocket needs to go. I want him to leave so I can get a new islander. Shino or Marlo would be amazing.”

“I have Marlo!” Ez heard the voice of Kayla’s husband and bit back a laugh as he leaned against the doorframe.

“Bitch,” you huffed, pouting as you shook a tree. “I want cool islanders. Mine are annoying.”

Ez watched for another moment before he shook his head fondly and padded down the hall back to the bedroom. He gathered a t-shirt for you - he knew that you’d be distracted for a good bit - before heading into the kitchen to grab water for you both. When he settled onto the couch beside you, you glanced over at him and grinned.

You reached out and muted your phone before leaning in to give him a quick kiss. “Sorry,” you laughed as you gestured to your controller, “I got distracted.”

“It’s okay,” Ez assured you as he pulled you in closer and rested his head on your shoulder. “Take your time. I’ll be here.”

It was a small gesture, a moment that would likely be forgotten in a few months time - after Angel teased you both - but it meant more to you than he likely understood. Though life threw distractions at you both more often than not, at the end of the day, when all was said and done, the one thing that was left was each other and you were more than happy about that.

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Author’s Note: Sorry for the lack of updates. I have, as evidenced by this fic, been playing Animal Crossing. I’ve also been having some. Issues. In my professional life so if y’all could cross your fingers and send good vibes that I get this job I just applied for, I’d appreciate it. I’m going to spend my Thanksgiving break writing (shout out living nearly 900 miles from family in the middle of a panorama). Mostly to prepare for Kinkmas but to try and get a fic up next week, too.

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ithebookhoarder · 3 years

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Date Night (Angel Reyes x Reader):

Description: Angel? Angel was here? Now? Pretending to be your date? Your cheeks were burning as you felt your heart skip a beat, realising that somehow Ez had convinced his older brother to drive his ass all the way over here just to save you from dying of shame. How?

Warnings: Swearing, alcohol, mentions of violence, my attempts at Spanish, fluffy Angel and sneaky Ez? (Let me know if I missed any)

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This was a disaster.

No, disaster wasn’t strong enough of a word. Shit show felt more accurate, if you were being honest with yourself.

And the worst part of it all? Well, you really only had yourself to blame for agreeing to this whole thing in the first place.

“Fuck, Ez.”

You were angry. Pissed off, even, as you considered how much you were going to make your best friend pay for this whole set up. As soon as you were done here, you’d drive your ass over to his place and beat the living shit out of him for ever putting you in this situation in the first place.

It was only his promise that help was on the way that kept you sitting there, looking like an idiot, waiting for a date that - clearly - wasn’t going to show up. After all, it had been over an hour now and you didn’t need a text to tell you he wasn’t coming. It wasn’t exactly a big town, so there was no way he was lost or stuck in the non-existent traffic.

He simply didn’t want to show.

Damn it.

You debated how much longer to wait before bailing on the disaster of a date as you sipped at the glass of wine in front of you, trying to work out the best way to avoid the pitying glances of almost everyone around you.

It felt like there was a giant spotlight over your head, making it clear to every single person there what a loser you were. All you could do was stare at the text on your phone and pray for a miracle.

Ez: Sit tight, Y/N. Sending back up x

You’d laughed at that. Back up? What did that mean? Was he gonna rush over here on his bike like some white knight and try to make it all better for you?

As it turned out, your guess wasn’t that far from the truth.

“Can I get you another glass of wine?” the waiter asked, pity clear in his eyes as he came over once more.

He’d been over several times in the last hour and you knew it wouldn’t be long before he asked you to either order or get the hell out. At least he wouldn’t have to ask twice; you’d sprint out of the damn restaurant so fast you’d be a blur, because pity was the last thing you needed.

This was why you never dated.

Ez knew it too - even if he’d insisted you needed to find someone to appreciate you and make you feel half as special as you always made your friends feel.

Damn his flattery. It always worked on you, even ten years or so after your first meeting.

Opening your mouth, you were stopped as someone pulled out the chair across from you and beat you to it.

“Sure, we could use a drink.” Angel glanced at the waiter, a warning look clear as he silently challenged the idiot to say something. Thankfully, the waiter knew better and simply watched as Angel reached over and patted your hand. “Sorry, sweetheart. I got caught up doing stuff.”

Sweetheart?

Had he just-?

You froze, trying not to choke on your wine as the reality suddenly caught up with you.

Angel?

Angel was here? Now? Pretending to be your date?

Your cheeks were burning as you felt your heart skip a beat, realising that somehow Ez had convinced his older brother to drive his ass all the way over here just to save you from dying of shame.

How?

You didn’t know which part of this scenario surprised you most. As it was, it was kind of hard to believe it was happening and that this wasn’t some kind of wine induced fantasy; you’d never seen Angel act so smooth around you, shooting you a smirk that made even you believe you were dating.

He was also wearing a button up underneath his jacket … but no kutte.

God. He looked sinful; no wonder the waiter wilted at the sight. The waiter also had the decency to look mildly embarrassed as he realised his mistake in assuming you were alone.

“W… what… what can I get you to drink, sir?”

It was a miracle Angel didn’t scoff at the use of ‘sir’ - as you fully expected him to. Instead, he surprised you by smiling in your direction, glancing at the already half finished bottle of wine beside you. “I’ll have another glass to share with my date.”

“Of course.”

Yep. It was official… you were dreaming.

Angel was drinking wine? But he hated wine and would never drink it normally, especially if there was a beer or alternative spirit available. It was as if he’d chosen it just to fuck with the waiter, making some kind of possessive demonstration by sharing your drink. As your date… date? Had he really said that?

Had he meant it?

Or was it simply him playing the part that Ez asked him to?

You realised, as the waiter finally laid out a clean glass on the table, that you hadn’t said a word yet. In fact, you’d been staring the whole time like some kind of awe-struck fish, your jaw moving but no sound coming out.

“T-thank you,” you managed as the waiter took your food orders and finally left you both to it.

You half expected Angel to drop the act now that you were alone. It wouldn’t have surprised you if he’d made some crass joke about the stick up the waiter’s ass or even removed his hand from where it still sat, resting intertwined with yours.

After all, Angel was only doing this to help you. Right? You had to remind yourself of that fact as you tried to process what was happening.

He hadn’t actually come here to be your date - not in a romantic sense anyway. Nor, had he dressed up for anything other than playing the part. It wasn’t like he was trying to impress you.

You - the girl who’d hung around his baby brother since middle school. The girl who he’d seen as nothing more than a little sister of his own. No wonder he was here if it meant protecting you and your feelings, rather than for any selfishness on his part.

So why did that make you oddly sad?

“You didn’t have to do this,” you whispered, trying to keep your voice and gaze steady.

“Nah, querida,” Angel shrugged. “I couldn’t leave you hanging. Especially not when your date ditched you and my little shit of a brother got you here in the first place.”

“It’s not a big deal.”

“So? I wasn’t going to leave you hanging when he told me what was going on. You really think I’d let you suffer like that?”

Finally pulling your hand free, you tried not to focus on the way his eyes wouldn’t leave you or the overwhelming sincerity in his voice.

Somehow, you were desperate not to make yourself seem any more tragic or helpless than you already did. He probably thought you were being stupid, needing rescuing like some damn damsel in distress. You should have just got up and walked out the minute you’d realised your actual date wasn’t coming.

“It’s one shitty date with one shitty guy, Angel. I’m a big girl and I can take care of myself, even if I appreciate you doing all this for me. Things happen. I’ll get over it.”

“Well, you don’t deserve that shit.”

An unknown feeling you’d never felt before ran through your body. His tone was firm, an underlying aggression lacing his words as if somehow he was angry. Not at you though, but at the idiot who’d supposedly stood you up.

The thought made your heart flutter as a wave of heat washed over you - and not because of the wine.

For the first time in a long time you felt …. nervous? Around him?

“You sound like you’re gonna track the bastard down,” you smirked, knowing there was probably a strong likelihood of it happening anyway. Either him or Ez would be sure to ‘avenge you’ the way they had the first guy who’d ever broken your heart all those years ago. It was just their style. No one fucked with those they cared about; no wonder Toby Prentiss had been carrying that black eye around for weeks… even if you had been fifteen at the time. “But what about the club? Won’t they miss you?”

Angel chuckled. “It’s one night. Those dumbasses can survive my not being there, querida. They’ll understand considering it was a choice between either spending my night with their ugly faces, or spending the night with much hotter and way more entertaining company. It wasn’t exactly a tough choice.”

“Well… thank you for coming to my rescue,” you whispered, trying your hardest to fight the smile that threatened to show.

He took a sip of his wine, eyes alight with a look you hadn’t seen before.

“Anytime.”

Three hours later and you were walking down the surprisingly empty main street in Santo Padre. His arm was wrapped around your shoulders, keeping you close as you ignored the chilly night air.

You were happy. Actually, euphoric, was more like it, drunk on a giddy combination of laughter, wine, and the man next to you. Somehow, you knew something had changed between you tonight - you knew what you hoped that was, but you were too happy to question whether or not you’d imagined it. You’d had a great time and you weren’t about to ruin it.

Yep. Ez Reyes should thank his lucky stars as it turned out that you would be hugging his dumb-ass rather than fighting him.

“You’re kidding me. You? Angel Reyes? Bested by a poodle?” you exclaimed, trying to speak in between laughs.

Angel nodded, slipping his free-hand in his jacket pocket as he tried to play off the embarrassment on his face. “We fell down a hill, trying to stop the dogs escaping the shelter. They were just bolting everywhere and even Coco landed on his ass trying to grab some Shitzu or something.”

“How the hell have I never heard this story before?”

“I guess it never seemed to come up.”

“Well, I’m definitely gonna mention it at the Club next time I see him. I hope someone has pictures-”

You were cut off suddenly as you went to step forward. It was then that you felt your foot snag on a crack in the sidewalk, sending you staggering towards the ground. However, before you could fall flat on your face, you felt yourself being hauled backwards.

It all happened so quickly, you didn’t even realise what was going on.

Angel’s arms had somehow wrapped themselves around your waist the second you’d tilted forward, tugging you upright and back into his chest. Yet again, you felt your heart skip a beat as you stared up at your saviour of the night.

“Shit.”

“Are you okay?” His hand cupped your face to check. The touch sent a shiver through you as you helplessly wondered what it would feel like if he touched you everywhere else on your body. “Who knew it only took a bottle or two for you to be such a lightweight these days.”

“As if! I’m - I’m okay. Knew I shouldn’t have worn these damn heels. They look great but they’re a pain in the ass.” Your hand went to his wrist, taking in the concern on his face. “It seems all I’ve been doing is thanking you for rescuing me tonight.”

He huffed out a laugh. “I guess you could say that.”

“So… were we… are we …?”

“Are we what, querida?”

“Forget it, Angel.”

“No,” he stated firmly, refusing to release you as you suddenly tried to step away, panic bubbling up inside you. “Ask me. Go on. What were you gonna say?”

It was a question that both of you were terrified of asking. It was the kind of question neither of you could take back no matter the consequences that came after.

What if he said no?

What if he really was only here to help you out as a favour to you and Ez?

The very thought made your fragile nerves fray even more. You were all but ready to rip yourself from his arm and flee towards your car, never to speak of this again… and you would have, had Angel not chosen then to smile down at you - a real, ear splitting smile.

His arms tightened around you, pulling you closer so that his nose gently grazed against yours.

The warmth of his touch and the soft scent of his cologne made you giddy as you gazed up at him. You only prayed he couldn’t feel the pounding of your heart as it threatened to burst out of your chest.

“Are we on a date?” you finally squeaked, knowing it was now or never.

“I hope so,” Angel whispered softly. “Would it be alright if we were?”

You smiled, knowing the answer before it even left your mouth. “Yes, Angel. It really, really would be.”

Just like that, it was as if a match had been struck between you, igniting an inferno of passion. As it was, you’d barely finished talking before his lips surged forward against yours; apparently, actions really did speak louder than words.

Before you knew it, your fingers were gripping onto the fabric, pulling him closer in response as you gasped into his mouth. You didn’t care who saw you both, stood there in the middle of the street, making out like two horny teenagers. Inside, that was what you were, simply two young idiots feeling head over heels in love.

Yeah... you’d definitely have to thank Ez later for making this happen.

Maybe tonight hadn’t been a total disaster after all.

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harbouredsoulss · 3 years

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Let’s Talk About Love - Part 1

Author’s note: It’s me again, writing about our lover Angel! I seriously need to put some Ez fics up but I cannot stop myself. I was listening to ‘All The Stars’ by Kendrick Lamar, and SZA when this came to me and I just knew it had to be about Angel. I was inspired more so the beginning of the song, rather than by the entire thing. Specifically, “Love, let's talk about love. Is it anything and everything you hoped for? Or do the feeling haunt you?”

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Angel Reyes X [OC]

Warnings: Swearing

Word count: 1.1k words.

Summary: The idea of love haunts Angel Reyes. He doesn’t know how to commit himself to it. So he sticks to what he knows and does what he does best and he uses his best friend to do that. But the thing is, she’s madly in love with him and Angel being the most clueless man in the world, has no idea.

There was always an elephant in the room and it was colossal, yet there was nothing I could do about it. All I could do was dance around the fact that I was deeply in love with a man that did not feel the same.

I often watched him, mainly from the corner of my eye, always longing to be his; owned by him, body and soul.

He stood before me now, distress clearly evident on his face. Both hands clasped on either side of the door frame, eyes signalling that he wanted to come in. To relieve himself of whatever it was that was eating him up inside.

Angel always came to me like this. I was the one he could come to for relief – release. Perhaps I allowed this to go on for too long. Letting him arrive with all those insecurities, those fears, and let him dump them at my doorstep. But I knew, as well as he did that, I would never stop him.

My heart was close to bursting at the seams with the amount of love I carried for this man. I want to continue to take this, and accept it as enough. I was desperate to. Yet I don’t think I could last realistically, for much longer.

“Angel.” I answered the door, voice breathless. My confidence waned, resolve breaking as I glimpsed his crumpled face looking at the ground, eyes refusing to meet mine.

Angel was selfish. He knew this, and he hated that about himself. Hated that he found himself at my doorstep every night, seeking solace the only way he knew how.

“Can I come inside?”

All it took was a brief nod and he was in, a faint smell of gasoline, mixed with a faint musk that I knew was my favourite aftershave of his. After shutting the door, I turned to face him, finding his gaze still avoiding mine.

“Do you want something to drink? Eat?” I offered, already knowing the answer.

“No. Thanks. I just came here to… to talk.”

Talk? That was a surprise. It seemed these past couple months, to me, Angel didn’t know what that was. I couldn’t help but let out a bitter chuckle. Talk! Angel Reyes wanted to talk.

“Okay,” I sighed, arms crossing my chest, “go ahead.”

His gaze finally met mine, widening slightly as they took in my appearance. I was partially clothed. My panties were on, covered by a large oversized hoodie – his hoodie, that ended just above my knees.

“I-I’m not good with this shit but I-I just wanted you to know that I see it.” An unfamiliar feeling coursed through my body. I couldn’t tell where this was going. See it? See what?

“I see what I do to you. What this,” he gestured between the two of us, “does to you.”

“I come over, every night without fail and you let me inside, to your home – your body. But I can’t do this. I can’t hurt you like this anymore. I see it querida, I see your face when I leave. I want you, so fucking much – always but not like this.”

Confusion, shock, and frustration were some of the feelings that bubbled inside. I couldn’t understand where this was coming from. I agreed with everything he said, but I couldn’t quite help but let the anger rise. I was Angry that he was the one making this decision. That he thought he was doing it for me, when it was obvious that what I felt - how I felt, was not what this was about.

“Angel, where is this coming from?” I couldn’t help but keep the exasperated tone out of my voice. This man was infuriating.

“Me. I have eyes; I can see you. You’re fucking miserable and it’s all because of me.”

Shaking my head, I had to bite back a laugh. What a sick and twisted joke this was. Here the love of my life stands before me, ripping me in two. When not too long ago I was considering doing the same thing. Ending us, albeit begrudgingly.

All the while he is thinking that he’s helping. Giving me whatever it is he thinks I desire. At least, that’s what he’s deluded himself into thinking.

“Angel,” I started, frustration close to boiling point, “maybe instead of assuming, maybe having a conversation would have been productive. Work out what I am feeling. Actually asking me! Instead, you just decided you knew.” I threw my head back groaning, gripping the roots of my hair. I was seething with the audacity of this man. The man I am so desperately in love with.

“Angel,” I started again, voice cracking as I tried my hardest not to cry. I could not cry, “I am so fucking in love with you it hurts. That’s what you see when you leave every night. You see shame. Shame of what I feel because I know you don’t feel the same. I want you just as badly, but our wants are two different things. You want my body. I want your body and soul.”

I couldn’t say any more. I had to stop. It pained me too much to continue. But I had to. I had to let it pour out.

“I just wish that maybe we could have had some kind of conversation. But you always jump onto something, whether it be a thing or a thought and you don’t think to consider anything else. If you thought you were hurting me, why did you continue? Why did you keep coming by if you knew what this was doing to me? Why not speak to me earlier?

He was so self-destructive, and I tried to lessen the hurt but I had had enough. He needed to know what his actions, and words does to people and that there are consequences.

I could tell I had shattered him; I could see it with his shaky intake of breath. The words stung. His hands were in his front jean pockets, his face impassive as he stared at me. Though he wasn’t really looking at me; his mind was at work here. I tried to reach out to him, take his hand in mine. I wanted to plead to him, and beg him to stay and to tell him I loved him. That he should forget what he said – what I said. But as soon as I reached out, he took a step to the side, knocking into the coffee table.

“Uh you know what,” he responded, all emotion devoid from his voice, “this was obviously a mistake. I have to go.”

“Angel wait, come on, we have to talk about this.” You can’t just say this shit and leave, I wanted to scream.

“Angel, please.”

But he ignored my pleas.

His steps did not falter as he left me standing there, staring at the front door now hanging open. I rushed towards it, watching as he backed his motorcycle out of the drive and sped off into the night, leaving my heart shattered into pieces.

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mayans-sauce · 4 years

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Panties 🖤

Gif credit: @thedevilsmoonshine

Pairing: Ez Reyes x Reader

Warnings: NSFW, 18+

A/N: I needed to get this idea out of my head if not I would have gone crazy... enjoy!

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Ez had finally got a day of from the club and he wanted to spend the whole day with you alone.

He had taken you on a little drive on his bike to a nice park. You had prepared a nice meal and some drinks to take with you and a few books to read.

So here you were. Both laying on a nice little picnic blanket in a secluded area of the park where you could be for yourselves.

Both wearing comfortable clothing as the day was extra hot. Him in a t-shirt and pants and you in a nice little summer dress.

You were laying facing each other. Reading your books in a comfortable silence. Your mind to preoccupied to notice that Ez had been staring at you for the last five minutes.

The way you were laying on your side and the way your dress was pulled up a bit gave him a little tease of the lace panties you were wearing.

“What are you looking at Ez?” You had caught him staring at you.

He just shook his head at you, making you even more confused.

“Those fucking panties of yours is going to be the fucking death of me”.

Staring down you could see that they were showing a little. Pulling down your dress while your face heated up.

“Take them off”.

You brought your head up again to look at him.

“What?”

“You heard me take them off and give them to me”.

Quickly looking around to make sure that you were all alone. You took them off and placed them in his waiting hand. He placed the panties in his back pocket.

“Now what Ez”.

“Spread them legs for me baby”.

Your eyes widened in horror at what you knew was going to happen and to be honest you couldn’t wait.

“What if someone sees?”

“Look around.. no one can see us and even if they did.. I don’t care.. now spread them for me baby girl”.

You turned around on your back. Your elbows keeping you up so that you could look at him. You spread them and pulled your dress up a bit so that he had a wonderful view of your bare pussy.

“Suck my thumb baby.. get it nice and wet for me”.

Accepting his thumb into your mouth you sucked and licked his digit. Moaning as you did so. Ez let out a groan at the view of you sucking his thumb like a dirty little slut while your pussy was on full display.

He pulled his thumb out and brought his hand down and started circling your clit in painfully slow circles.

Throwing your head back as he started to speed up. Letting out a series of moans. Ez was having none of that.

“I don’t think so baby.. keep reading that book and don’t make a noise”.

You tried to focus on the words on the paper but it was impossible. Biting your bottom lip to try and keep your moans at bay.

“Yeah look at you baby.. out in public like this.. falling completely apart.. fuck this is so hot”.

“Fuck I’m going to cum”.

Ez didn’t want you to finish yet so he brought his thumb down to your pretty hole and teased you by barely putting his digit in and then out again.

“Please Ez”.

“Please what? Use your words.. tell me what you want”.

“Please put your thumb on my clit again and make me cum.. pretty please”.

You gave him that innocent face of yours that you knew he couldn’t resist.

“Fuck you are so naughty baby”.

He circled his thumb in hard and fast circles. Wanting you to cum for him.

“Go ahead baby.. let go.. no one is around”.

That was all you needed to hear. Throwing your head back as your strong orgasm ripped through you. Your whole body tingling at the wonderful sensation. Ez continued to tease your clit to ride out your orgasm.

Once you got down your high Ez brought his thumb to his mouth and sucked your sweet juices off.

“Mmm.. just as sweet as always”.

“Fuck Ez let’s go home.. I just want to fuck all around the house all day and suck your cock”.

“Sound like a wonderful plan baby let’s go”.

You started packing up your things in a hurry. Wanting to get home as soon a possible.

But then you remember..

“Oh Ez my panties may I have them back?”

“No”.

“What do you mean no..? I can’t ride on your bike without my panties”.

“Oh yes you can.. and that is exactly what you are going to do. You are going to grind your bare little pussy on the seat and get it all nice and wet with your juices while we ride home. If you don’t I won’t touch you for a week”.

You grabbed his hand and dragged him with you. In a hurry to get on the bike and then home.

“Let’s fucking go then”.

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utterlyhopeful-fics · 4 years

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Love you too.

A/N: This was initially supposed to be smut but my brain went hay wire and ended in angst. More Mayans coming next week!

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Word Count: 2210

Ezekiel Reyes x Reader

Warnings: language, angst, Ez being an asshole, heartbreak, more angst

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Ezekiel couldn’t resist ogling Y/N from across the overly crowded bar. Cigar smoke filtrated throughout, pool cues ricocheted, and Y/N dawned that brilliant smile of hers. Her candied glimpse combined with her impeccably short dress, and irrevocably sexiness drove Ez to the brink of combustion. Ez perched an elbow against the wood bar top watching Y/N’s hypnotizing demeanor. She shot him a playful glance unwilling to draw her attention elsewhere than from the beautiful man across the room.

Her voice oozed of alcoholic flirtation as she bit her lower lip catching his interest and walking his way.

“Come here often, hotshot?”

There was no denying the sly chuckle that slipped off his lips; “Smooth line. How often does that one actually work?”

Her kittenish nature only stoked his fire lighting a fire in his belly.

“Well…my boyfriend usually falls for it but he’s kinda into that cutesy bullshit. Come to think of it, you might know him. Tall, dark, and handsome? Ring any bells?”

Her insinuated attitude was driving him crazy. Unbeknownst to Y/N, his cock stirred in the confines of his jeans. She wanted to force his hand, compel to his more dominant side. His blood seethed as his eardrums hummed of desolate waves. Ez bit his tongue to stop the trickle of words begging to slink from his lips.

“Sounds like a sucker. Didn’t think a pretty chica like you to be taken? Such a shame.”

Y/N’s raised an eyebrow in curiosity wondering how much longer she could push him before he turned into putty.

“Now, now. I don’t appreciate you talking shit about my man. It’d be best if you watch yourself.”

Y/N excelled when a challenge presented itself. Defiance buried in her very pitch as she scooted closer to the man in question. Now elbow to elbow, Y/N rested her cheek against her knuckles coyishly.

“Baby, if you keep smiling like that, my panties will be drenched before we have the chance to do a damn thing about it.”

Leaning closer in;” Please don’t fuck it up.”

“Oh, so you’re admitting I turn you on…make you wet?” There was no hiding the devilish grin cemented on his perfect face.

Her face furiously flushed at his choice words; “Most definitely, E. In all honesty, I’m not wearing underwear because matter of fact just looking at that gorgeous jawline of yours is way too much for my ovaries to handle.”

His tongue met the roof of his mouth creating a tsk sound reverberating from his mouth. Y/N rubbed her thighs together in hopes of alleviating her eccentric inner bits. Y/N pushed her falling tendrils from her face tilting her head his direction. Her hand made quick work caressing her inner breasts as Ez watched her chest beat rapidly.

“Mmmhm, and this girl is hoping her boyfriend just might be able to sneak away from his boys for a minute to properly fuck his girl. But I’d hate to force your hand….”

“I hope you know the punishment that ensues for this behavior baby girl…”

“Oh, so you admit you’ll punish me? God, I’ve been dying for you to fuck me all night. Finally, you got the hint, Prospect.”

Ezekiel chucked at her cleverness. He’d long fallen for the woman before him, but he appreciated the constant challenge she reciprocated time and time again.

“What are you trying to hint at, Y/N?”

“You know exactly what I want and you’re playing coy if you don’t.”

Y/N rested her hand atop his shoulder as his hand perched upon the dip of her luscious hip. Leaning in dangerously close, she trailed sleek kisses against the slick of his neck. Each smooth trailed upwards towards his ear as Y/N leaned in seductively close.

“It’s cute thinking you don’t want to fuck the shit out of me here. Your bashfulness never seizes to amaze me.”

Her hands grazed down his defined abs brutishly stroking the outer layer of his jeans.

“But your dick seems to tell another story.”

Ezekiel gazed around the room watching his brothers too distracted by pool cues and babes to notice their interaction laughing aloud.

“If you haven’t noticed I’m still their bitch boy and I can’t just slip away without someone noticing.”

“Oh, but I promise you won’t have to travel far. The bathrooms are only a few feet away. So, if you’re interested in fucking your super-horny girlfriend, meet me there in five minutes. If not, I’ll just have to do the job myself. But don’t worry, I’ll send you the video.”

“You’re such a goddamn brat, you know that? …” Ez moved his hand grazing his clothed crotch as a moan alluded her.

“Can’t you feel how hard I am for you right now? It turns you on, doesn’t it?”

“Oh yes, dear boyfriend. If you’re bating me then yes, I do want to fuck you here and now.”

“So quick to make demands when you’re in no position to do so. Shit, I can’t wait to nestle so fucking deep within you, to hear you begging for me. Someone needs to fuck the brat outta ya.”

“Oh, it’s so cute you think I’ll beg. My pussy is your haven, don’t forget that.”

Y/N added just an inch of space between their sweltering bodies unwilling to give into him so easily.

“So, I’ll take your erect cock as a yes. You know where I’ll be…”

Y/N walked by him dripping in her own seductive nature. Ez reached towards her gripping her arm in exchange; “You have no idea what I want to do to you.”

“Well guess you can prove it to me.”

“Oh, you tease….”

“That’s my name, don’t wear it out!”

“You little…”

“Brat? That’s right, only one person makes me act this way, feel this way and that person is you. So, whether you like it or not, deal with it.”

“Oh, I’ll deal with you alright. Soon enough you’ll be begging me to fuck you.”

“I completely intend on it. In fact, I’ll leave the ball in your court.”

Y/N sauntered past him making sure to graze her breasts against his trunk; “You know where I’ll be.” She winked his way hoping for Ez to catch her hint before walking towards the bathroom hoping the one person she’d hoped would follow. Ezekiel Reyes was genuinely her other half, someone who understood every intricate design she’d been allotted.

Coco approached the Ez clasping his shoulder; “How are you the luckiest bastard outta all of us, Prospect? You get to tap that on the daily? Not fair cabrón.”

His angelic curls fell gently upon his forehead as that signature smirk of his appeared.

“In my defense, she’s a little shit that she tests my patience every damn day. But, yes, I gotta agree with you. I’m the luckiest bastard outta all of us.”

“So quit fuckin talking to me and go get yo girl, newbie.”

Ez nodded agreeing with Coco. He was torn between his club obligations and chasing after Y/N, his eyes bouncing back and forth.

“Don’t worry. I’ll cover you. 10 minutes… now go before I change my mind!”

“Thanks, brother. I owe you one.”

“Damn right you do, now go!”

His boots pounded against the wood; his strides picked up taking him quickly to his destination. Ez’s anticipation peaked as he neared the bathroom door rattling the handle. Ez stood dumbfounded to find the door locked…

“Querida, I know you’re in there. I’m gonna have to teach you a lesson, ain’t I?”

Y/N whispered back through the door; “I’m counting on it.”

The click of the door gave way unlocking as Ez stepped inside swiftly shutting the door behind him. He eyed Y/N like she was his last and final meal wanting to devour her from the outside in. The startled look in her misty eyes only excited him more. He stalked towards her; Y/N walked backwards in sync with him. Soon enough, the back of her thighs met the cold cabinet. Her skin crawled of goosebumps as her panting increased significantly.

“You bait me all night, wearing this ungodly short piece of fabric that barely covers anything on this gorgeous body of yours, and you have the audacity to talk shit?”

Electricity stifled their small quarters as Ez’s hands played with her hemline. Wet kisses tickled down her collar bone. Y/N tilted her head allowing Ez easier access. Torturously slow, Ez pressed the material upwards above her curvy hips revealing her bare pussy.

“No underwear. Glad to see you weren’t lying.”

Y/N slapped his chest in jest; “One thing I will never do is lie to you Ezekiel Reyes.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

Only adding fuel to the fire, Y/N grasped his chin between her fingers forcing his gaze to remain on her and only her. She squeezed tightly enough to grab his fleeting attention.

“I don’t joke about that shit, E. I’ve never felt this way before. Don’t spoil it just yet.”

The crow’s feet near his eyes softened exhaling all the excess air loitering in his lungs. His infamous puppy dog looks triggered charging their electricity. Forgetting her momentarily exposure, Y/N closed the gap kissing him with every inch of might fathomable. She mustered every ounce of desire to which Ez gladly reciprocated.

Their moans intermingled as Ez tapped her thigh signaling to jump on the counter. Her legs spread unconscious creating the perfect amount of space for him to slide into. His hands travelled along her sides before finding home and squeezing the globes of her luscious ass. Every dimple and indention turned him on. An illicit squeak was the only other sound accompanying their heavy breathing.

“Please, E.” A whiny undertone whirred to life.

“Please what? I’m right here.”

Her legs wrapped around his hips securely pulling him closer. His jeans rubbed deliciously against her exposed thighs only teasing her further.

“I want you. All of you, Ezekiel Reyes. Forever.”

Something unexplainable shifted in that moment as Ez gazed down at the girl pinned beneath him. For so long, he’d wanted this, dreamt of her, and now he wasn’t sure how to handle himself. The last time he gave himself so freely to another ended up burning him. Emily was his first love but Y/N, Y/N was his epic love. The twinkle in her eyes welcomed him time and time again silently begging for permission. Suddenly it wasn’t just about sex and pleasure but an opportunity of redemption.

“You feel it too, right?”

Y/N pulled back from his grasp embarrassed at her newfound honesty. “Ugh, I’m fucking it up, aren’t I? I didn’t mean for things to get so intense in a fucking bathroom of all places?”

Just as she moved to hop down, Ez stopped her. His this, this life he chose was no place for a woman like Y/N. And though his heart beat victoriously in his chest, Ezekiel knew what had to done. There was no way in hell he’d allow her to morph into his fucked-up life. He wanted to shout it to the rooftops; I’m in love with you too.

He was ripping at the seams dying to scream his unprofessed love but once again denying the beast within him. His silence was enough of an answer. Y/N frowned trying to hide the quiver of her chin. Looking away, Y/N furiously blinked hoping to will her unshed tears into oblivion. Her purity and compassion were too much at risk to sacrifice.

“Y/N….”

“No, don’t Ezekiel.”

“I think we want different things, things I can’t offer you.”

The rumbles in her chest cascaded violently like waves attacking a cliff. His rejection stung like ravenous bees.

“You can but you won’t. There’s a difference! God! I fall for this shit every time. You lure me back in and just when I break through your heavily guarded walls you pull back and shoo me away. How many times do you have to remind me you don’t want me, E?”

A lone tear streaked down her cheek. Sadness swallowed her whole plummeting to an unimaginable depth. His thumb inadvertently reached for the droplet but she flinched in the nick of time. Defeat coursed through his blood. His subconscious screamed for him to speak but nothing came out. Her words seared him, his own personal brand of pain. Calm down heart.

“Tell me you feeling nothing and I’ll never ask again.”

The somber quietness remained suffocating both parties. It was then that the truth finally dawned on him like boulders falling from the sky. Sometimes the hardest battle we fight is the battle within ourselves.

“Jeez, Ez. Guess I got my answer. Next time you have one of your urges, don’t call me, ever.”

Her warm palm pressed against his pectoral lightly shoving him. The minute distance was enough to destroy him. Her rejection simmered into her movements. With her strength fast depleting, Y/N craved fresh fall air. She stopped in place looking over her sunken shoulder; “It’s sad when someone you know becomes someone you knew. Have a nice life, Reyes.”

Now that she had nothing to lose, she was free. Free to mourn the love she so tragically denied. She distracted herself to save herself. After all, how often do we get a second chance…

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