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Guero (Mayans MC) Masterlist
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Heavenly Sin (Guero/Reader/Angel threesome)
A Wife’s Witness
Fire between Friends
Lost & Found (Guero x OC)
Masterlist
~*~Drabbles & shorts~*~
A Demand for Shakie Shakie’s (dad!Guero/reader)
Breed
Papa didn’t raise no Bitch - Part One Part Two
~*~Prompt requests~*~
“Good with your hands, huh? I think I wanna know more.”
“So, I can’t even take a shower alone any longer, huh?”
“You’re not wearing anything beneath that, are you?”
“If you can’t sleep, I could help with that?”
“Shit, baby. You marked me up good.”
“You ain’t demanding me. I’m the one in charge here.”
“Oh my god, I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard!”
Three word request - shiver, trace, thunder
Three word request - stirring, back, music
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The New Bartender
Mayans MC Masterlist
Contains: Smut, MFM threesome, fluff, friendly rivalries. No beta read, probably full of mistakes I can't see.
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Out of desperation, Bishop hires a real bartender.
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Thank you to @burningtacozombie for the gif.
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You looked over the ad, "The pay's alright but I don't think I'm going to gel well here, the poster I picked up didn't exactly say I would be working at a biker clubhouse."
Bishop swallowed and shot a look at Hank; you were the most qualified person they had spoken to all week, and the drinks you had whipped up were to die for, "We realise not putting the location on the ad wasn't the best idea but we're desperate. We can't keep people long and well, we're bikers, we like to drink."
You nodded, "Yep and I've been there and done that, I'm not interested in spending my night being disrespected. At least in a bar, I can get the fucker kicked out."
Hank held up his hands, "If you wanna toss someone, you can. The girls that are left could really use a hand. I promise we're nicer than we look."
You sighed, "Fine, a two week trial, you do sound desperate. But I ain't putting up with any shit and don't think I'm not going to take someone's keys from them."
Bishop smiled and stuck out his hand, "Done, you're hired."
You shook it and sighed before shaking Hank's hand too, "I have a feeling this is going to be an interesting two weeks."
That was two months ago, and aside from a few growing pains and walking out with all the other women in the middle of a party after a particularly rude Mayan took it one step too far, things had been amazing.
"I'll get an old fashioned please." You mixed the drink in a flash and slid it across the bar to Bishop, "Thanks."
You smiled, "Don't mention it. I know I've asked you this before but have you considered broadening your horizons? Maybe try something a little different."
Bishop sighed, "What do you recommend?"
You ran a finger over the liquor bottles, "You ever had a dark and stormy?"
He shrugged, "Probably."
"Ok then, when that's drained, you can give it another go." Bishop walked away with his drink and Guero and Bottles filled the space.
Guero gave you his trademark smirk and you handed him a beer, "What do you want? I know that look."
He chuckled, "Who do you like more, me or Mr Magoo?"
The question seemed to roll off Bottles' back, "I'm not going to answer that."
Bottles smiled, "Nah, we want to know."
You shook your head, "No, and if you keep this up, I'm cutting you both off."
Guero looked you up and down, "That's what we like about you y/n, this take no prisoners attitude is very hot."
You huffed, "You've both made your attraction pretty clear and it's not happening, I'm not going to be your tool to show up the prospect."
"Maybe we're just going to ask you to have a drink with us." Bottles hadn't yet developed the charm that some of the patched members had and if it wasn't so cute, you might have felt sorry for him.
"Come on y/n, I wouldn't be showing him up, we'd be helping the poor boy. You see how shy he is." You rolled your eyes but Guero continued, "All this flirting we've been doing has to go somewhere, just say yes and we'll show you a good time."
There was no denying they were attractive, and if the rumours you heard around the clubhouse were true, they knew what they were doing, "I'm not going to have sex with Bottles because you wanna torment him about it, that's really gross dude."
Bottles smiled, "That's not what it is, he's got a big mouth and I want to prove him wrong."
You blinked, you had no idea where his sudden confidence came from, "What fucking cave did you two crawl out of?"
Guero raised a hand in placation, "It ain't like that, we like you and we want to show you a good time, if you'll let us."
You sighed, "Fine, but no fucking bullshit and this doesn't mean I'm getting passed around." You held up a finger as the smirk grew on Guero's face, "Any fuckin bullshit and I'm putting you both out on your asses, understand?" They both nodded aggressively, "Good, I'll see you at my place tomorrow at six and bring food."
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You rubbed your face as they fought over the last spring roll, "I swear to shit, cut it in half or I'll eat it." They stopped like little boys caught in the middle of roughhousing and did as you asked, "Thank you."
Bottles shifted in his seat and pushed up his glasses, "Thank you for agreeing to this."
You smiled, "You're both very handsome and I'm hoping to have fun too, it's not a big ask."
The corner of Guero's lip ticked up, "Oh, you're going to have more than fun."
You rolled your eyes, "If you keep bragging, I'm going to think you're overcompensating for something."
"Oh trust me, I'm compensating just the right amount." Sometimes his smug tone made you want to punch him.
Bottles shook his head, "You don't need to worry about that with me, I'm secure."
"You know, it might serve you to be this confident all the time, I like this side of you." He positively beamed at your praise. Guero kicked him under the table and you slapped his chest, "None of that, be nice to him."
Bottles smiled, "Yeah, be nice to me."
Guero's jaw ticked, "You are so in for it Prospect."
You shook your head and stood up, "I'm going to fix up the bedroom, I expect my kitchen to be clean by the time I invite you into my bed." Guero would have taken the chance to make Bottles do it had you not stopped him, "Both of you. You don't want me thinking you're lazy would you?"
Guero shook his head, "I love cleaning."
"Sure you do, you got ten minutes." With that, you headed to the bedroom and left them to rile each other up for the upcoming fun.
At eight minutes, you walked out of the bedroom and back into the kitchen, looking around before smiling, "Great job, shall we?"
Guero slapped Bottles on the back and grinned, "We shall."
You followed them into the bedroom and Guero flopped himself on the chair by the bed while Bottles stood in the middle of the room, "You're not taking part?"
Guero's tongue darted out and licked his lower lip, "I'm alright with watching, I'll step in when he can't do the job right."
You ignored him and stepped closer to Bottles, taking his glasses off his face and handing them to Guero without looking at him. "Are you sure you're alright with this? I don't want you to do anything you're not one hundred percent into."
He laid hands on your cheeks and smiled, "I'm really alright with this, trust me." He leaned in closer and bumped your nose with his, "Can I kiss you?"
You nodded, "Yes, I would like that." His lips were gentle when he pressed them to yours, holding a quiet confidence that made your skin burst out into gooseflesh.
One hand left your face and made its way down your body to unbutton your top before sliding it off your shoulders, "Holy shit."
You could feel Guero eyes on your body as he took in your bare skin, and you broke the kiss, "It's just my back dude."
He chuckled, "Yeah, but I can tell you got a hot bra on, and the Prospect's too busy kissing you to appreciate it."
Sure enough, when you turned back, Bottle's eyes were stuck on your lace covered breast, "It is a nice bra."
You nodded, "Yeah, you wanna take it off me?"
Bottle's hands rushed to remove it as his lips found yours again, "Wow Prospect, I thought you were a virgin but the way that bra came off makes me think we might be alright yet."
You broke the kiss again and shot a look at Guero, "You did crawl out of a cave, virginity isn't real."
Guero chuckled, "Sorry, continue."
Bottles' lips moved to your neck when you turned back this time, that same quiet confidence coming through as his hand moved to your breast to play with your nipple. His hand went to your ribcage and pulled you close as the other moved down to the zipper of your jeans, "Can I?"
You nodded, "Yes please." The zipper came open and a warm hand slid inside before settling over your covered core to cup you through your panties.
"You gonna take her jeans off Prospect? It ain't fair that you're keeping her all of yourself." Again, there was something in Guero's tone that made you want to punch him, he was clearly enjoying the power.
Bottles pushed your panties aside and his fingers grazed your bare flesh, "How about you come over here and do it yourself, I'm busy."
Guero hopped up with a skip in his step and took two long strides over to the middle of the room. His hand were warm as he ran his knuckles up and down your sides, getting lower and lower with each pass before finally going low enough to pull your jeans down your legs, "Did you dress up for us?"
Bottles' calloused fingers finally making direct contact with your clit made it hard to reply, "I think she did, but unlike you, I'm grateful for it."
Guero went to reply, but you mustered your own, "I did it for me, I like nice lingerie. As far as you know, I could have been wearing something like this four nights a week."
Bottles swallowed and flicked his eyes to Guero who smirked, "Our bad, apologise Prospect."
Bottles didn't respond, and your panties went next while he gathered wetness from your entrance before sliding two of his thick fingers inside you. Guero stepped back, flopped on the bed, and pet the spot beside him, "You two wanna join me?"
You whimpered as Bottles pulled his fingers out and stepped backwards towards the bed, sitting on the edge as Bottles stepped between your legs, "You're both overdressed."
You reached out, pulled Bottles' belt free and yanked his jeans down while he removed his shirt and then a bare chest was being pressed against your back and Guero's lips grazing your neck, "Hey, fuck off, it's my turn."
Guero sat back, propped up on the headboard and smirked, "Sorry man, you were just taking forever."
You shook your head in disbelief, "Do I get a say in any of this you fucking troglodytes?"
Bottles suddenly looked very smug, "What do you want?"
You heard Guero's jeans coming off as they waited for your answer, "I want you to fuck me."
Bottles grinned and leaned over, forcing you to lie back, "I can do that."
You made your way up the bed and settled on the pillows and Guero bent over to take you into a kiss. His hand found your cheek and he pulled back while his thumb stroked your skin, "You want me to fuck you too or are you going to make me sit here and watch?"
Eyes got wide as you watched Guero's hand slide down his body to take his dick out, "Holy shit."
Guero chuckled, "That's not an answer."
You blinked, "That thing is fucking huge, what the fuck do you want me to do with it?"
Guero shrugged, "Whatever you want, I'm not fussed."
Bottles tapped your hip gently and drew your attention back to him, "Well you can decide later because I want to make you feel good, can I do that?"
You nodded, "Yes please."
Guero stroked his dick lazily, "So polite, who knew you had such great manners. Did you know about that Prospect?"
Bottles was looking at you like he wanted to eat you alive, "She's always sweet to me, it's not my fault you're an asshole."
"Can someone please do something before I have an aneurism?" No reply came from either of them as Bottles made his way all the way up the bed and hovered over you. His lips touched yours, the kissed deeper this time as his free hand rubbed your outer thigh and you placed one hand on his side and the other reached out to grab Guero's cock.
Bottles grabbed your wrist and shook his head, "Don't."
"But I want to." Your tone was far more desperate than you intended
Guero looked for you to Bottles and chuckled, "Yeah Prospect, she wants to. Are you going to deny such a beautiful woman?"
You could see the wheels turning to Bottles head before he let your hand go, "Alright, only because you've been so good."
Guero wrapped his hand over yours and placed it over his dick, moving in a barely there stroke, "Like that yeah?"
You nodded, "Ok." He smiled and leaned back, enjoying the sensation as he watched Bottles' lips return to your skin.
You slid your hand from Bottles' side and removed his boxers and his hard cock sprung free, "Well look at that, the Prospect's packing too. Who knew?"
Bottles chuckled, "Yeah, and unlike you, I know how to use it."
You huffed, "Can someone please fucking do something instead of just bickering, I could have gotten myself off five times by now."
Bottles smiled and nibbled your neck as he made his way to your breast, and Guero's hand wrapped over yours again as he tightened your grip slightly before pulling away once more. Bottles lips wrapped around your nipple as his hand came up to play with the other but Guero slapped it away, "You don't get to have all the fun, I've barely touched her."
Bottles took the chance to take to the hand that was on your breast and place it back between your legs, and you took in a breath as he went right back to where he was before, with his fingers sliding inside you.
Guero's finger moved in broad, teasing circles, his fingertips bearly touching your breasts as he moved closer to your nipple. Bottles, however, was kissing your flesh like it contained the answer to the universe. Before you could relax into the feeling, Bottles was pulling away and kissing down your body to your core.
Guero picked up the slack, his hands becoming more insistent as he had more room to work, and Bottles' fingertips crooked upwards to brush your G-spot as he used his other hand to lift your legs over his shoulders. He lifted his head and made eye contact with you before giving you a soft smile, "Can I?"
You nodded and wove your hand into his hair, "Please." His lips sealed around your clit and Guero shuffled down so he was lying next to you before taking your face in his hands and pulling you into a kiss. Guero swallowed your moans as Bottles worked you closer to the edge, all the teasing and stopping finally catching up with you as the orgasm rushed towards you like an oncoming train.
You bit down on Guero's pillowy lower lip and he let out a feral grunt as your hand tightened around his cock. You pushed Bottles head closer and ground yourself on his face as your clenched around his fingers and Guero broke the kiss to watch as pleasure overtook your body, "Fuck, that's so fucking hot."
Bottles pulled back and wiped his face with his palm and kissed back up your body, taking your chin in between his fingers and pulling your head away from Guero and towards him as he took you into a kiss. Guero's breath caught in his throat, but before you could act on it, Bottles grabbed both your wrists and pressed them into the pillow by your head, "Keep them there."
Guero was taken aback but recovered quickly, "I was going to complain but this might be better than the handjob."
Bottles removed his hands from your wrists and slid them down your body and bent your knees so he could slot himself in the space between them, "Condoms?"
"Top drawer." Guero twisted himself around and reached over, rifling through the drawer with a smile before pausing to look at something.
A smirk grew on his face as he pulled out a bullet vibe, "What's this?"
He and Bottles shared a look but you shook your head, "Next time."
"Alright, next time it is." Guero shot Bottles a pointed look and when he stayed quiet, the box of condoms was lobbed at his head, "You got something stuck in your throat? She's saying there's going to be a next time."
Bottles' brain caught up with his dick because he was grinning, "Hell yeah, I can't wait."
He picked the condoms up from where they had landed and pulled one out of the packet before opening it and sliding it over his cock. His hands ran up and down your legs as you threw them over his waist and he rubbed his cock up and down your slit and looked into your eyes in a request for permission, "Please."
He slid inside you slowly, biting back his moan as he bottomed out. Guero rested his hand on your cheek and turned your head towards him for another kiss as his hand returned to his dick. Bottles rocked his hips slowly, working up to a steady pace as he held himself above you on his elbows.
You pulled your hands off the pillow and wrapped them around his body, Bottles making no move to stop you as his hips picked up speed. Beside you, Guero tutted and slapped Bottles' shoulder before pushing him slightly, "Have you forgotten something man?"
Bottles hips barely slowed as he shook his head and Guero rearranged himself so he could slide his hand between your bodies to rub your clit, "The fucking basics man."
It took a few thrusts for them to get the rhythm but before long, the sensations overwhelmed you, "I didn't fucking forget man."
Guero smirked, "Ah I see, if you can't handle it I can take over."
"No, please don't stop." That only spurred Bottles on as he picked up speed, and then he was the one batting Guero's hand away as he took over. There was more light shoving as Guero pressed his lips to yours, and Bottles kissed your neck, giving you no time to warn with as the second orgasm swept over you.
Bottles' pace faltered, and they swapped places as he climbed his own high. Through the haze of pleasure, you were vaguely aware that Guero was nibbling bruises into your neck, but before you could protest, Bottles' breath shuddered, and he pulsed inside you.
Your hips twitched as Bottles pulled out and rolled off you with a chuckle, "Sorry."
Guero huffed, "He's not sorry, look at him." He rolled you over onto your side facing him and took your head in his hands, "Don't worry y/n, I'll be nicer to you."
Bottles settled behind you with his chest pressed against your back and ran his hands up and down your body while he pressed his lips to your upper back, "Do you believe him?"
Guero was brushing your sweat stuck hair from your face with a gentle smile, "I do."
There was a rush to find the condoms and Guero paused like he was deep in thought as he held the little square package, "What is it?"
He smiled, "I'm thinking about whether I should go down on you first, it's no fair that the Prospect gets all the fun."
You thought for a moment, "I think that might be a bit too much, my brain feels like it's swimming in maple syrup."
Guero smiled, "Maple syrup, are you a secret Canadian?"
You shook your head, "No, I was worried if I said chocolate syrup you'd leave us to get a hot fudge parfait."
Guero chuckled and pecked your cheek, "I wouldn't dream of it and that's alright, I'm happy to skip to the main event." He rolled the condom down his dick and lifted your leg over his hip before running his cock up and down your slit, "You wanna keep going? You don't need to say yes, we can do something else if you're done."
You smiled, "No, I want to keep going."
Bottles chuckled behind you and reached over to shove Guero lightly, "Who's denying the beautiful woman now?"
Guero snorted, "Hey, I'm being a gentleman." He sighed and his lips met yours as he began a slow, steady slide inside you. He paused for a moment, allowing you to adjust to his ample size before slowly rocking his hips, "You good?" His voice was tightly, clearly feeling the outcome of his own delayed pleasure.
You nodded, "Yep."
Bottles pulled you away from Guero and you twisted towards him like a pretzel so he could kiss you while Guero's hips picked up speed, "Aren't you forgetting something?"
Guero exhaled sharply, "You wanna say that again?" Guero's fingers found your clit in an instant and he flashed a grin at Bottles, "I don't forget." He rolled his hips into you and Bottles swallowed your gasp as Guero brushed your G-spot with each forceful stroke.
Your breath caught in your throat and Bottle's lips turned gentle on yours, the mix of rough and gentle intensifying the sensations even. Bottles didn't let you pull your lips away to warn Guero of your oncoming release and you swore you could hear something break in his brain as you clenched around him, "Fucking fuck."
Guero yanked you away from Bottles and pressed his lips to yours in a kiss that left your head spinning as he followed behind you, taking his hand from your clit and gripping your hip hard enough to leave bruises.
Guero rolled away from you and you flopped onto your back, unable to move much more without rolling onto Bottles, "Fuck that was amazing."
Guero chuckled, "You said it Prospect."
You sighed and pushed yourself up, "I really need to go have a shower, I'm all sweaty."
Bottles followed, looking helpful as always, "We can join you, I had a look at your shower and it will fit all three of us."
Guero shook his head, "What are you talking about Prospect, I'm going to help y/n clean up and you're going to change the sheets."
You crossed your arms over your chest, "Nope, I'm going to shower all by myself and you're both going to change the sheets, they're in the drawers under the bed and there are spare pillows in the cupboard." Guero glared at Bottles and you held up a finger, "No fighting or you'll be sleeping on the porch."
Bottles eyes went wide, "I wasn't fighting, it's all him."
You shook your head and turned on your heel, "Don't think I can't see how you rile him up. I'll be out in ten, that should be enough time."
Thankfully, when you came out of the bathroom, there were fresh sheets on the bed and they were getting along. They took turns in the bathroom and Bottles was thoughtful enough to bring you a glass of water while Guero glared at him.
You stretched and yawned then climbed into bed, Geruo and Bottles following after you, "So, who do you like more, me or Bottles?"
You shook your head, "I like you both equally now can I please get some sleep, I'm worn out."
Bottles chuckled, "That's my plan but I get the feeling that he's going to want to talk."
Guero reached over you and shoved him, "Do not, I know when to shut up, unlike you."
You huffed and climbed over Guero to turn off the lamp, "Goodnight, both of you."
They got the message because they arranged themselves so they could touch you, with all your legs entangled in a mess, while placing their arms strategically over you. Guero pressed his lips to your temple, "Goodnight y/n."
Bottles went next with his lips falling on your cheek, "Goodnight, thank you for tonight."
Guero kicked him softly, "Show off."
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Y'all want this to become a thing? I'm not above making this a thing, where's there's I love yous and non sexual cuddling.
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ravennaortiz · 2 months
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Three: The Magic Number Series Masterlist
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This is a mix of Sons/Mayans boys with reader or occasionally one of my OC's. Purely smut, occasionally minor plot/humor. 18+
Story 1: Chibs xJax
Story 2: Bottles/Guero
Story 3:Angel/EZ
Story 4: Bishop/Chibs
Story 5: Half-Sack/Juice/OC Raven Trager-
Story 6: Happy/Juice
Story 7: Kozik/Tig
Story 8: EZ/Manny
Story 9: Coco/Gilly
Story 10: Opie/Jax
Story 11: Happy/Tig
Story 12: Chibs/JuiceTBA
Story 13: Creeper/Gilly TBA
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mcnuggyy · 1 year
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I feel like Vol.5 of C♡C is simultaneously going to have the most sex and least sex of all the other volumes….
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guero423 · 7 months
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drabbles-mc · 3 years
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Drabbles-MC Masterlist
Because of the link limit, each character now has their own link on this post that leads to a separate post. But this is still where to go to find all of my fics!
(You can also go HERE to find me on AO3)
Fic-list under the cut!
👀 = smut, 💔 = angst
Mayans MC Characters:
- EZ Reyes Fics
- Angel Reyes Fics
- Bishop Losa Fics
- Coco Cruz Fics
- Nestor Oceteva Fics
- Neron “Creeper” Vargas Fics
- Hank Loza Fics
- Gilly Lopez Fics
- Marcus Alvarez Fics
Michael “Riz” Ariza Fics:
- Reckless
- Wipeout
Che "Taza" Romero Fics:
- Lo Siento 💔
- Degrees of Separation:
Chapter Index (Status: Ongoing)
Miguel Galindo Fics:
- Business Trip
- Withered 💔
Guero Fics:
- Always Here Anyway
Sons of Anarchy Characters:
- Herman Kozik Fics
- Opie Winston Fics
- Filip “Chibs” Telford Fics
- Jax Teller Fics
- Juice Ortiz Fics
- Happy Lowman Fics
- David Hale Fics
- Alexander “Tig” Trager Fics
- SOA/Mayans MC Headcanons
Narcos/Narcos: Mexico Characters:
- Javier Peña Fics
- Horacio Carrillo Fics
- Steve Murphy Fics
- Walt Breslin Fics
- Amado Carrillo Fuentes Fics
- Isabella Bautista Fics
- The Diegoverse Fics: A Series of OG Narcos OC Universes
- Hugo Martinez Fics
- Chepe Santacruz Fics
María Elvira Fics:
- Favors Owed 👀
Danilo Garza:
- Things Like That 👀
Amat Palacios Fics:
- Just A Bad Feeling 💔
Officer Trujillo Fics:
- Looking On
Andrea Nuñez Fics:
- At Your Service
Sal Orozco Fics:
- Cómo Puedo Ayudar?
Enedina Arellano Félix Fics:
- Adamant
Jorge Salcedo Fics:
- Debts Paid
Other Fandoms:
- Outer Banks Fics
- Stranger Things Fics
- MCU Fics
- The Bear Fics
- Top Gun Maverick Fics
- Suicide Squad Fics
- Kingsman Fics
- John Wick Fics
- Altered Carbon Fics
- Silent Night Fics:
- Speaking Volumes (Brian Godlock x F!Reader)
- Better Call Saul Fics:
- Should’ve Seen It Coming (Nacho Varga x F!Reader) 💔
- Fresh Start (Gabriela Castillo x Nacho Varga) [Crossover]
- House MD Fics:
- Not to Spoil the Ending (Robert Chase x Greg House)
- Bullet Train Fics:
- Pretty and Unscathed (Carver x Ladybug)
- Emily the Criminal Fics:
- Waking Hours (Youcef Haddad x GN!Reader)
- Law & Order: SVU Fics:
- Stomping Grounds (Mike Duarte x F!Reader)
- Our Flag Means Death Fics:
- Retelling the Story (Stede Bonnet x Edward Teach)
- F.R.I.E.N.D.S Fics
- The One Where It’s The Right Time (Joey Tribbiani x Rachel Green)
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queensngoddesses · 5 years
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Chapters: 6/? Fandom: Queen of the South (USA Network), La Reina del Sur (TV), Queen of the South, Queen of the South (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Teresa Mendoza & James Characters: Teresa Mendoza, James, Pote Galvez, Tony Parra, King George, El Santo, Kelly Ann Van Awken, Detective Loya, Guero, new characters, Charger - Character Additional Tags: Gun Violence, Queenpin, Trauma, Post Season 2, Jeresa, Drugs, Canon Divergence, Past Rape/Non-con, Road Trips, Tension, Unadressed feelings, Occassional smut Summary:
Teresa Mendoza. Fugitive. Survivor. Pure of heart. La Reina del Sur.
She was going to do things differently. Much differently. She was going to change the game, humanize it. It was one of the reasons she started her own cartel. And hell, she was good at it. Successfully running a cartel came only second to her incredible talent of survival. But in all fairness, she had never been the head of a powerful cartel before.
Can she manage to maintain her own humanity? And can she do it all by herself? Could she use someone like James?
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jeresafanfiction · 6 years
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Queen of the South (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James Valdez/Teresa Mendoza Characters: Teresa Mendoza, James Valdez, Guero Davilla, Brenda Parra Additional Tags: Angst, Fluff, smut ofc, idk whats the plot, just read it, Hurt/Comfort Summary:
Teresa Mendoza was going to fulfill her grandmother's dying wish - to find the hometown boy she once loved and give him her last letter. Beacon, Maine is the last place she wants to go so close to her upcoming wedding. And worse, she ends up the talk of the town when a tumble into the ocean introduces her to James Valdez, the carpenter who saves her life.
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It Burns Golden - An EZ/Reader/Guero One Shot Story.
SMUTTY THREESOME GOODNESS IS HERE, BESTIESSSSS!
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Warnings - Smut below the cut, minors DNI!
It burns golden, the pleasure that streaks over your skin like a summer dawn, evoked by two mouths hungrily mapping their desire across your body. You’d gone to the clubhouse with one single-minded agenda that evening; to get laid by an outlaw.  
You did not expect to go home with two. All because you couldn’t pick between them.
“Then why choose?” the younger had stated, looking at his president with a grin. “You down?”
EZ’s smirk had widened instantly. “Absolutely.”  
Riding on the back of his bike while giving him directions to your home, you’d felt a little high with anticipation, your head fuzzy, your body light and tingly at the prospect of two men within your bed at once. Seeing them both strip off for you once they’d got there? It’s a visual you will carry with you forever. Feeling them both mutually attend to your pleasure? Well, that part has only just begun.  
Thank goodness you have an amply sized bed.  
Their mouths haven’t even encroached up erogenous areas, and yet you sizzle with the heat of a hundred suns, Guero laying licks and soft bites to your neck, EZ’s mouth kissing a smouldering path down your body, tongue circling your navel as his hands caress your thighs. You anticipate feeling the glide of his tongue to tease licks at your apex, yet it’s a different kind of tease that he has in mind.
His breath flutters warm against you, a soft lick swiping over your slit, his mouth moving to caress your inner thigh instead. He grins at your tiny whine of frustration, offering satiation by way of skimming his fingertips into the already dewy warmth of your folds. You gasp against Guero’s mouth, his hands gliding over your breasts, his tongue joining, your nipples slowly circled with heated licks.  
Your hips buck at the intrusion of two fingers sliding into the velvet clasp of your cunt, EZ sitting up to watch you enjoy it, your body slowly undulating as he moves them in a wave, each sweet spot inside of you stroked with careful precision. They twist gently, seeking out ways to light you up, your head foggy with arousal as Guero brings his mouth back to yours, his hand trailing down your body.  
When his fingertips reach your clit, your breath hitches, tummy juddering, the dark fire of his eyes burning into yours before you exchange kisses of syrupy heat once more. EZ lowers to sprinkle kisses up your side, each of your hands stroking them both, their skin a sumptuous blanket of tattooed muscles against you, mouths kissing prayers of lust over your flesh.  
The circled drag of fingertips over your clit coupled with the thorough, yet slow plunge into your slick core makes you feel as if you’re burning slow, EZ’s hand grasping your jaw as Guero’s mouth moves back to your nipple, his lips pressing to yours, kissing you with chilling heat. Your grasp at the back of his neck, melding yourself with him before he slips from you, sucking your nipple on his way back down your body.
You thrum with the pleasure of it, being touched so expertly by them both, their fingers making you feel as if moonbeams streak from the very darkest depths of you, lighting you in a way you have never been illuminated before. Guero moves his hand away, the two fingers dampened from you pushed into your mouth, watching you suck them, his big hand clasping your jaw, kissing you fiercely as EZ’s tongue finally lays wet heat where you crave it the most.  
The fever of it rushes through you, winds tight, Guero’s teeth prickling your lower lip at the exact same time EZ wraps your clit in the hot suck of his lips, making your muscles cord, your back arching off the bed. Big hands push you down, EZ holding you still, the tip of his tongue circling, nerve endings caressed with sublimity.
His thumb tugs your clit hood back, your little bud standing out more to the onslaught of his hungry, relentless mouth. The groans against you are rich and full-bodied, your hand curling around his head, nails scraping over his shaven hair, the other buried in the roots of the soft, dark locks of the man who moves to kiss you wantonly.  
They are the two dark stars who move in orbit around you, EZ’s hands gripping your thighs as you reach to your nightstand and yank the drawer open, pulling out necessary items in a long strip of condoms and a bottle of lube. The latter is put to immediate use, pumping a slick into your hand, wrapping it around Guero’s cock, biting your lip as a pleasant roll of warmth curls through you to feel his girth.  
Your free hand cups his face, kissing the groan from his lips as your hand tightens and drags, feeling his hardness bob against your grip, your thighs closing in around EZ’s face. The faint prickle of stubble rubs your skin as he eats you with aplomb, lips tight at your clit, fingers buried so deep, your slick gently trickles out over his knuckles.  
His teeth gently graze your bud, and it sends sparks skittering through you, tongue rolling over you again firmly, heat misting your spine. While EZ licks utter divinity against you, you begin to pump faster on Guero’s cock, his mouth leaving yours, his groan a bonfire of sound that roars through your blood, his teeth grazing your neck as his hips sway forward to fuck into the wet grasp of your hand.  
Pre cum seeps from him, your thumb circling the slit of his cock, his body trembling at your side, his moans a deep gravel as his chest heaves, and you begin to pull it from him, your eyes fixed upon his.
“Mmm, that’s it, gorgeous,” you encourage, hand quickening upon him, “come for me.” His mouth lands upon yours, hot, messy kisses somewhat muting the deep growl as he twitches and spills over your hand, panting against your tongue.  
“Fuck,” he grits, breathless and still trembling, your hand gentling upon him. “Fuck, you ruined me.”  
You chuckle wickedly, mouth scattering kisses down the tattooed side of his neck. “Not yet, I haven’t.” You reach for some tissues, cleaning your hand, beckoning for EZ as you sit up, pulling his mouth to yours. A quick, fluid shift in bodies has him lying back against the pillows, your mouth gliding down the splendour of his muscle ridged torso, and Guero lying beneath you on his back.  
His hands grasp your ass, pulling you down to meet his mouth, the hot wrap of pillowy heat from his lips encircling your clit, your body shivering in response. He sucks a fever at you, tongue circling, hands gliding over your back, your pussy trickling onto his tongue as he opens his mouth to drag a firm lick through your folds.  
At the same time, you run a long, slow lick up the thick vein of the very hard cock before you, taking EZ into your mouth and enveloping him in a hungry suck. He goes to speak, the word ‘fuck’ knocked out of the way by a hungry groan, his head thudding back, eyes closing tightly for a few moments, opening again to watch you taking him into your throat.  
You have him mindless from your mouth quickly, his hands tangling in your hair, your own arousal intensifying from the rapidly moving tongue against your clit. Pleasure begins to streak beneath your skin like meteors, Guero pushing his fingers into your dripping hole, pounding your insides until he has you gleaming and crying out.  
He has it bursting from you, the pleasure crackling like a forest fire, blazing over your bones as you squeak around a mouthful of cock, a long, low groan vibrating your throat, making EZ twitch against your tongue. You’re still knocked sideways by the force of your orgasm when you see Guero’s hand reach to grasp the condoms, pulling one from the strip and moving behind you.  
Anticipation creeps over your muscles, feeling him push against you, the stretch of him sending tingles through your walls. He splits you wide, fills you deep, his hands gripping your waist as he fills and empties you with long, even strokes, and god, if you could see the smile on his face at how good you feel.  
It rolls through you like a storm, Guero not remaining contained for long before he’s pounding into you savagely, forcing muted little cries from you as your mouth glides upon EZ’s cock, his abs trembling as his hands fist tight in your hair, hips rising to fuck your mouth. Their moans fill the room with the sexiest harmony of sin, your fingers pattering up his chest, pinching tightly on his nipples.
White hot pleasure glints through you, tumbling down your spine like a shooting star, Guero reaching beneath you to rub circles at your clit as his cock punches you deep, splits you wide, remakes you around him. You feel boneless between them, your nails dragging each dip and rise of EZ’s torso, your eyes finding his, hazel shining gold as you watch him ascending.  
He grits, a groan like tumbling boulders echoing through his chest as he spills into your throat, your mouth gentling on him before finally releasing him with a wet pop, your breaths hot at his hip as Guero fucks a storm of nirvana through your body, your hips pushing back against him as you cry out.  
Your voice breaks on his name, your waves flooding his shore as you come with a feral wail, his body rapidly driving against you until his cock jerks and he’s joining you, tight bliss come undone, his head resting upon your back.  
“Oh god,” you pant, EZ stroking your face, his thumb dragging your lip as you feel Guero plant kisses down your spine before he pulls from you with a little shudder. “I’m so done.”
The men both exchange a look, laughing. “No, you aren’t.”
They’re not wrong either.  
A/N - Part two? Maybe... ;)
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darklydeliciousdesires · 10 months
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“Shit, baby. You marked me up good.” with Guero, please!! I guess I'm asking on behalf of many people.
OH! Good choice, dude :D
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With his mouth agape, eyes closed and heavily tattooed chest rising and falling with effort, he hums a satisfied rumble, his bee-stung lips curling into a very satisfied smile. He should do, too, with how long you've been riding his cock for, both of you now sweat-slick and fuck drunk on one another.
His lashes finally flutter, his eyes still lust-blown as he looks down at his chest, a chuckle rippling his throat as he examines the red welts decorating his flesh. The skin is broken in some places, trickles of vermillion mingling into perspiration, Guero licking his lips as he looks up at you.
“Shit, baby. You marked me up good.”
Leaning to him, you grant him delicious kisses, all fiery honey, your nails gently trailing his neck. "I did, and I will again, too. How about I do your back next, hmm?"
"While I'm pinning you down and railing you into the bed, mamas? Yeah, is that what you want?"
"Mmm."
He kisses you again, turning his head and taking your hand, sucking your fingers, his tongue flicking against the daggers of your nails. "Then I can't wait to feel you tear me up a little more."
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A Wife’s Witness - A Guero/Reader One Shot Story.
Just a lil’ thing I had rolling around in my brain because of King Blorbo Boy Toy here, who is still refusing to move from the creative space in my brain! Enjoy :)
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You don’t question him as to why he smells like burned chemicals as he walks in, his lips finding the top of your head in a soft kiss. Instead, you witness his stripping off in silence, his clothes cast to the floor with careless abandon as he trudges to the bathroom, not getting on at him for being messy. When dread dances in his eyes, you see it. You’ve witnessed it too many times by now.
Nobody ever said being the wife of an outlaw would be easy.  
Removing his belt, knife and wallet from his jeans, you collect them as well as the rest of his clothes, hanging his kutte up, heading into the tiny laundry room off the kitchen and putting them all into the machine, figuring they could benefit from a separate wash. You add more detergent than necessary, knowing they will need it to combat the stench, hearing the shower turn on across the hall.
You hover, watching him link his fingers behind his head as the water cascades down upon him, a soft groan leaving his mouth as the tension in his body eases a little for the influx of hot water. He needs a minute. When his day weighs heavy on him, you see it. You’ve witnessed it too many times by now.  
Moving to the kitchen, you search the assembled bottles of alcohol, muttering a soft curse that you’re all out of his preferred choice, turning to the fridge to pull the vodka bottle out instead, pouring a large measure. Lingering there, the sound of the shower eventually being turned off is your cue to move, walking around to the bathroom, the sight of a damp Guero wrapped in a towel awaiting you.
Proffering the glass forth, you smile. “Sorry it isn’t your usual.”  
He puckers his lips at you, taking it gladly. “Baby, I’d drink your fucking nail polish remover right now if it’d gimme a buzz.” You laugh softly and he sinks the vodka in one neat gulp, wincing slightly, shaking his head in rapid motion. “Ugh. Isn’t my favourite, but it hit the spot.” He places the glass on the side of the sink, a weighted exhale leaving his chest as he reaches for you, resting his chin on your shoulder. “Got my favourite right here.”  
You feel him smile against the side of your neck, a kiss laid where your pulse flutters gently, his shoulders easing as the warmth of you melts away the very last traces of everything that had weighed upon him.  
Turning your head, you kiss his cheek a couple of times, your fingers stroking soothing swirls across his back. “Want me to take you to bed?”  
He nods, lifting his head to look down at you. “Please. I need this day to end with something good.” When he needs to lose himself in you, you see it. You’ve witnessed it too many times by now.  
His towel is abandoned along the way, the naked press of his body against your back scintillating. His hands reveal you to his gaze as you reach the bedroom, lowering your long nightie, letting the silky fabric flutter down to pool at your ankles. Soft kisses press against your spine, his fingers stroking your arms before he turns you, mouth upon yours, your bodies entwined as you hit the bed below.  
Shower fresh skin blankets yours, your fingers combing through his wet hair, Guero shifting immediately, body crawling back, wasting no time in tease. He needs you, a mouthful of you, his tongue running a slow, firm lick through your folds without hesitation.  
“Mmm, not that I’m complaining,” you begin.
“Better not be,” he interrupts with a smirk.
You push yourself up on your elbows, looking down at him. “Shouldn't this be about me making you feel good?"
He pauses, his lips placing a single kiss upon your inner thigh, eyes already blown from lust. “This is making me feel good. Now, shut up, lie back and let me wreck you with my tongue.” You’re never one for taking instruction, but those kinds of demands are hard to argue against.  
His tongue begins moving in serpentine over your clit, evoking a gasp, the action repeated slowly as he slowly teases the pleasure from you. Starlight pulses through you as he begins to suck, and your hands go to his hair as your hips rise, his hands sliding beneath to cup your ass cheeks, bringing you closer to the fever of his mouth as he kneads you.
You feel your insides twist and bloom, a ragged pant exiting your parted lips at the feel of his tongue tip working your clit fast and hard, alternating to roll slowly, pausing to suck. The heat of it snaps over your skin, splitting your nerves as you cry his name, hands fisting in his thick hair.  
“Mmm,” he murmurs against you. “So fuckin’ hot when you lose control.” He brings his fingers to the trickle at your opening, your dew hot as he slides them within, his other arm curling around your thigh, hand splayed in a wide, firm press at your abdomen. You don’t know why that press always feels so exquisite, glimmers racing to your very marrow, all you care is that it does.  
This man, he has his repertoire so finely tuned to cater your desires that you often think he somehow crawled beneath your skin to gather that information, to elicit a touch so perfect, drawing moans from you as his fingers sink deep, have you fluttering, his tongue rapid over your engorged little clit.  
“Guero, please. I need...”
He moves to kneel before your shaky, splayed legs, grasping his cock, stroking the head over your sodden folds. It burns a nirvana through you, just feeling him slide against your heat. “Yeah, I got what you need, baby.” The head of him snags at your opening before he’s parting you, your cunt suddenly very full, a shuddered breath leaving his mouth as he feels your walls hug on him, that aqueous velvet clench dizzying to his senses.  
You squeeze on him, and he pushes deeper, a bonfire of pleasure crackling through you as he leans to offer kisses steeped in filthy heat, moans spilling from his lips to yours like wine, his hands clasping your face. “Fucking love you so much.”  
Your eyes return the sentiment and so much more, your mouth hanging agape as he shows no mercy in beginning to pound you into the bed, your cries filling the room, hands tight upon his forearms. His cock scrapes sparks through your walls, spearing you hard, watching your face contorting in the ecstasy of taking the storm that is him inside of you.  
Lightning begins to flicker as he thumbs at your clit, a wet drag sending sizzling sensations skittering through your veins, the thick of him splitting you wide as you pant, your hands trawling over his body. He’s a decadent feast for your eyes, lean muscles decorated in a blanket of tattoos, his dark eyes focused upon you as your hands clasp upon him.  
You pull him into messy kisses, his forearms balancing his weight, mouth kissing a smoky path to your neck, teeth sharp as his cock glides effortlessly into your silken heat. His groans fill the air, sharp snaps of his hips sending you reeling, a wet suck from plump lips making your nipple furl. The soft bite he places upon your pebbled peak has you arching into him, his hands stroking scorching paths over your skin, rutting you a little faster as he begins to chase the light he can feel sparking in his depths.  
A sudden change of mind has you feeling bereft when he pulls from the clasp of your cunt, your soft whine sounding your reluctance to lose him. “S’okay, beauty. Just wanna feel this pretty little pussy gush on my tongue before I fill it with cum.”  
If there are erotic intentions you are fonder of hearing, he is yet to speak them.
His tongue is like a whirlwind upon your clit, his fingers holding you spread, heat snapping through you as he beckons forth your release, the noise of his mouth on your cunt sinfully dirty as he licks and sucks, groaning hungrily against the wet of you. “Yeah, baby. Gimme all those pretty moans.”  
You offer him an aria of bliss as each lick speeds you to full burn, the sizzle of pleasure roaring until you’re at full blaze, crying helplessly as every roll of that clever tongue sends you into orbit, Guero the sun, his heat lighting you up into a full blaze of dawn.  
You’re given no time to recover from such an earth shattering high, his cock arrowing into you once more, the filthy sound of his fuck echoing off the walls as he rails you voraciously. His hands grip yours, bringing one to his mouth, sucking your fingers as his eyes burn with dark fire. It feels like he’s remaking you around him as he grinds you deep, bliss fizzing to your bones, his muscles tightening as he groans wantonly around the suck upon your fingers.  
Pulling them from his mouth, you receive his body in your arms, nails dragging his back, another rolling orb tumbling down your spine, little pricks of pleasure coaxing another undoing from you as the fervid culmination strikes you both. You pant against kisses full of love and filthy indulgence as he sinks his release into you, his clammy body slowing, yet he doesn’t stop. Each wave of bliss flutters through you before his cock finally stills, his cum leaking from you, forehead rested to your shoulder.  
“Better now?”
Inky eyes look down upon you with adoration, his thumb stroking your cheek. “Always am when I’m inside you.”  
It’s true, this is no mere orgasm drunk pleasantry. You know because see it in his face, feel it in his body. You’ve witnessed it too many times by now.
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darklydeliciousdesires · 10 months
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Hello lovely! It's been absolutely ages, so thought I would drop by with a request 😜
If you felt so inclined, may I please have number 4 with Guero
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Yeah babe, it's been years and years, lmao!
Of course, you can <3 More of a short than a drabble. This one kinda got away from me. I doubt you're going to mind, though!xx
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You can tell as you watch him circle his neck and flex his shoulder blades exactly what's bothering him. Tension. Knotted muscles that are likely currently tightened so badly, he feels as if someone has zipped his trapezius together.
He turns and smiles, catching you look at him. "What's up, girl?"
"I could ask you the same question, but I know already." Walking out from behind the bar, you approach him, Guero turning in his seat as you arrive with him. "Slip your kutte off."
He raises an eyebrow. "You want me to undress for you, right here? Well, I ain't shy, mamacita, but we could take it someplace more private?"
He's so playful, and you love that about him, dropping your head for a moment and laughing softly. "Your back pain. Let me help you with that."
He begins to shrug his kutte from his shoulders. "And the taking you someplace more private?" Oh, that wink. He could topple entire empires with that fucking wink.
"Just let me work my magic. I'm good with my hands."
He snorts softly, his lips spreading into a full smile. “Good with your hands, huh? I think I wanna know more.” 
"See, the nice girl comes over and offers you a massage, and you gotta take it to another place, man. Rude, bro. Really rude," Bottles chirps, Guero turning to frown.
"And you're just envious that it ain't you her hands are gonna be on, now get back behind the bar, prospect." He then turns to you, gesturing to his back. "Please proceed."
Your fingers meet his shoulders, squeezing softly, working out towards his arms, moving to the centre of his back and pushing, the tension crackling beneath your fingers as you begin to knead. The moan that slips from his mouth arrows right to your crotch.
"Fuck me, that's good."
Fuck him? Oh, how you'd happily hop upon that man, given half the chance. "You carry a lot of tension in your upper back. It's common with guys who ride motorcycles. You should let me do this for you more often."
He leans back to look at you, a lascivious smirk in place. "I think that can be arranged, for you to have your hands all over me on the regular."
A few hours later and you have him back at your house, Guero lying naked beneath you after being treated to a full body rub down, his skin glinting with the sheen of massage oil you wet your hands with. Hands that are now focused on one particular part of his anatomy, sliding in a slippery, tandem grip upon his cock.
"Oh... my... fucking... god." His eyes close, a crease denting his forehead, deep moans of lust echoing his throat. "I ain't ever had a hand job like this before. Jesus, that feels too good."
His cock twitches in your grasp, his abs juddering, your smile widening as you watch him succumb to his completely blissed-out state, leaning to kiss the centre of his chest. "Told you I was good with my hands."
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darklydeliciousdesires · 10 months
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Hello lovely! If not already requested and if you so choose, could I please request number 15 with Guero?
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YOU CAN!
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"'Sup, big H? You wanna hang with her too, huh?"
Whisking the shower curtain back a little, you see your boyfriend scratching your faithful, white and fawn-coloured pitbull behind his ears, the dog leaning into the scritches offered.
“So, I can’t even take a shower alone any longer, huh?” you begin, soaping up your sponge into a further lather. "And stop calling him big H! Use his proper name. I gave it to him for a reason."
He snorts, beginning to undress. "Yeah, and I'm the fuckin' jackass at the dog park yelling 'Hemmingway!' at a ninety-pound pitbull, lookin' like a fuckin' dick. His name don't go with my aesthetic. His neither."
"Oh yeah," you sigh, "I definitely can't get a little me time with you two around."
"Don't be like that, baby. Your boys just like being near, but for different reasons. Him cuz' he thinks you got snacks, and me cuz' I think you're a snack."
His hands glide over your soapy curves, kisses of lustful heat laid across your neck, his cock hard at the small of your back. "Mm, bend over, gorgeous."
Clearing your throat, you nod in the direction of the dog. "Not in front of the kid, huh?"
"Yo, Hemmingway. The fuck outta here for a while, bro. Go!"
With a grunt, the pitbull heaves himself up off the floor, exiting the bathroom. As soon as he'd gone, a hand smacks off your ass in a hard slap.
"Bend over." A second later and you have a very hard cock sliding its way inside you. While you might have been unwelcoming to your shower time being disturbed, you aren't to what Guero's intentions were.
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Hunt - A Guero/Reader Short Story.
Just a lil’ short/drabble type thing that came to me. Enjoy, loves!
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You feel as if your bones have been hollowed out and led poured in, yet the energy coursing through your muscles keeps you in forward motion. Your lungs burn, each breath whipping hot through a chest that heaves, not daring to look behind. 
The prickle at your back tells you he’s there, even if you couldn’t hear him. You feel him. 
Your heart pumps in overdrive, your blood running thick, it feels, the thrum of it filling your ears, your feet negotiating the snap of twigs and foliage. He is gaining on you, and your body tingles, calls out, the rush of the wind abaiting as you slow to turn, hearing him panting behind you. 
You are the fawn to his wolf, locked in his sights, the prize of the hunt he will claim. When he does, those big, tattooed hands reaching to grasp at you, the shunt of his body knocking you to the ground, you allow it. The call of the wild was always too great a pleasure to resist, after all. 
“Now what?” you gasp, as he takes his knife from his belt, running it in a slow glide down your chest, allowing you to feel the sharpness, get a little taste of what he could do. 
His eyes burn of dark fire and surging hunger, the knife descending, your dress torn, his teeth bared when finally, his lips curl into a smile.
“Now I take what’s mine, little doe.”
Sex upon the forest floor always feels best when taken by predatory means.
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Hello lovely! If drabble requests are still open and should you feel so inclined, may I please request the words 'shiver, thunder, trace' with Guero? 😊
Of course, you can, bestie! <3
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The thunder rumbles forebodingly, a fork of lightning cracking the sky apart with a furious gleam of light, your place at the window unmoving. You always did enjoy a good storm.
Feeling a fingertip trace a line up your bare back, you feel his breath at your neck, his arms enveloping you.
"You watching Thor getting vexed, babe?"
"Hmm?" you hum quizzically, turning to kiss his cheek.
"The Vikings believed that was what caused storms, Thor striking his hammer, the thunder the sound and the lightning the sparks from the strike."
You didn't know that, but you love that it's something he taught you, something new you learned. "Yeah? Tell me more."
His hands begin to roam over your curves, and you tremble at feeling his tongue trace the column of your throat. "Not right now. I have other plans."
He turns you, his mouth meeting yours in messy kisses full of longing, lifting you up, carrying you straight back to bed. You then spend the entire afternoon enjoying each other with all the intensity of the weather that continues to rage unabatedly outside.
You always did enjoy a good storm.
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Oh hey lovely, I'm back already 😆
If you felt so inclined, would you please write prompt number 17 with our babe Guero?
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Oh, fo' sho, best Aussie! Fo' sho!
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The moans pour from your mouth, a divinely erotic symphony, your legs trembling, his head between them as he bathes your clit in the hot wet of his tongue.
Each lick sends you reeling, bliss skittering down to your bones, your slick gleaming where it trickles over his hand, three fingers rooted deep in the sopping mess of your cunt.
You feel breached entirely, opened up to him wide, a fourth sliding in, his moan a rumbled grunt of desire as his full lips wrap your bud to suck. He's gentle at first, that pressure mounting, your walls in spasm as his fingertips massage the sweetest of spots within, your cries filling the air.
He has you there, fire licking your spine, your legs closing around his head, grinding yourself against his mouth, completely lost to the utter fervid ecstasy he has racing over your nerves.
“Oh my god, I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard!”
His fingers slow, stroking out each wave of bliss as it ebbs away, turning to kiss your inner thigh with a wink. "Can't wait for you to make me say the same thing."
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