#javi gutiérrez

[nicolethered]

Pedro as Javi G in The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent

#pedro pascal #the unbearable weight of massive talent #javi gutierrez #javi gutiérrez

[grogusmum]

IRL

Part 1: @ nickcage_numerouno

JAVI X F!PLUS SIZE!READER

SUMMARY: Set before the events of The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent. Javi and Reader are friends online, and after a year of DMing they decide to meet. (The only change is Javi and Gabriela are just friends)

WORD COUNT: 1900ish

WARNINGS: Reader has insecurities about her size and appearance, Lucas is a jerk, and that's about it in this chapter. Javi is adorable, be warned.

This is nuts, you think as you get off the plane. 

This isn't your first time either… you thought it after you agreed to fly to Palma. You thought it as you purchased the ticket. You thought it as you took the shuttle to the airport and you lost count of how many times during the almost 10-hour flight… 

You take a breath, you've always wanted to travel, go to a cool film festival, so you're here. Meeting a friend. To go to the festival together. No big deal. You've known him for more than a year… online… you swallowed. Just keep breathing. It's going to be fine.

You find your suitcase and go to find your ride.

It's an international airport, so you are a little overwhelmed.

Then you see a sign with your name. Well, not your name, really, you give in internal chuckle. It’s your handle @han_shot_first. It has a blaster drawn on it, with "pew-pew" written in comic-sans. And you can't help but laugh out loud now. You look expectantly at the face above the sign.

It wasn't him…

You'd never felt nervous or intimidated by “@niccage_numerouno” until you saw him. Because holy moly! Those honeyed curls and warm brown eyes. He sent his photo with zero hesitation. Of course, he did. Why would he… you were a little slower. You had stared at it with the cursor hovering over the send button for what seemed like a lifetime. It was taken at a good angle, of course, angles can only do so much…

Until agreeing to take this trip, you hadn't seen one another's faces. You had decided it was time for you both to exchange photos.

@ nickcage_numerouno: Are you still there? 

@ nickcage_numerouno: not the best photo of me…

Oh my gosh, he thinks I don't like it! Click send you moron, you thought and clicked send, then quickly typed-

@ han_shot_first: I just got distracted by a text. Sorry to keep you hanging

Then you waited. And waited. It said read. The ellipsis dot dot dotting. Shit

@ nickcage_numerouno: I like your shirt

You laughed. Of course he did, it's Spider-Man Noir.

@ han_shot_first: You might not believe this but it *is* a coincidence!

You walk up to the man with the sign.

"Ah… hola?"

"Hola, señora." He tapped the sign, "Han…shot-"

"Um yeah- sí," you laugh and tell him your actual name. He looks at his phone and then at you, presumably looking at the photo you sent. 

"Welcome Mallorca, Señora. The car is just this way."

Okay, intimidated again. He sent a driver. You knew he had money because of his collection and his generosity with paying for the festival tickets … but 'send a driver' money?

You take deep breaths and remind yourself of some of your favorite DMs with him. He likes you. He's seen pics of your very regular apartment. You've talked about your job. He likes you. He's never seen more than one picture. Stop. He. Likes. You.

Suddenly your car door opens, bringing you out of your thoughts. 

"Thank you, um…" you realize you had been so inside your own head you don't know the driver's name. "I am so sorry, I didn't ask you your name-"

"Mateo, señora."

"I apologize again, Mateo thank you so much"

Mateo nods with a small appreciative smile.

"This way to the boat slip"

"A boat-" 

That's when you see him, Javi, in sunglasses (you note they are ones Nick Cage wore in Wild at Heart) linen pants, an orange button-down shirt, and a vast smile.

He calls your name and jogs over.

"You are here! Really here," Javi has you by the arms and gives you a little shake, before pulling you into a hug. "Thank you for getting my girl here, Mateo!"

Your cheeks warm at 'my girl' while still getting a bear hug from Javi. You put your arms around him gingerly. 

"Hello Javi, can't believe I'm really here either."

Finally, he pulls away to drink you in, you fluster under imagined scrutiny. You stand tall, remembering your posture, hoping you will somehow be, well, smaller.

"Nice shades, by the way."

Javi laughs, shaking his head. He then leads you to his speedboat, his hand firmly around yours.

"I have so much I want to show you and talk to you about," Javi debates telling you he couldn't sleep last night because he was so excited. You have always matched him in enthusiasm, so he had thought he could tell you without sounding 12 but, maybe it was the long flight, and there’s the jet lag, but he feels like you're somehow keeping your distance. Guarded. 

To be honest, Javi has been anxiously awaiting your arrival since you agreed to come. You are just as cute as your picture- cuter. He saved the photo you sent and only took it off his lock screen this morning for fear of freaking you out.

"Maybe you want to get cleaned up and have a rest," he suggests, as he helps you into the boat. 

"Maybe," you return.

A shower and a change out of your travel clothes does the trick, you are gifted with a second wind. You also feel a little less self-conscious. Since you met Javi on the dock, other than when he was driving the boat he has found reasons to touch you, hold your hand, be close. 

He hugged you again at the door of the guest room, this time his sunglasses off. His warm eyes (oh my gosh you had gazed at them in his picture but it did them little justice) crinkled happily as he looked at you and when you finally shut the door between you, your heart was like a rabbit’s.

Javi looks at himself in the hall mirror, he looks okay, right? When Gabriela enters the hall he jumps and steps away from the mirror.

"Are you alright, Javi?"

"I just, um, you know my tumblfriend-"

"She is here, yes? Did you just get back?" 

"Sure, yeah, she's just - she is getting cleaned up after her flight, you know… maybe get in a little nap or…"

Gabriela looks at the ceiling quizzically.

"Javi, is everything okay?"

"Yeah, yes… I think."

Javi looks at his dearest friend, "What if she doesn't like me IRL."

"I R L?"

"In real life," Javi leans against the wall, a cloud of worry hanging over him.

"She is going to love you!" 

Javi looks up from examining his sneakers. He wore his lucky ones, they didn't really match too well with what he was wearing but he wanted the extra boost of confidence.

You trot down the stairs and stop short in the hall at the sight of Javi and a gorgeous woman. You move more purposefully getting to the bottom of the stairs, thinking about how you must have looked practically hopping down the stairs… ugh. She is very close to him, which is fine, of course. You are just friends after all, but you just- 

Javi smiles and takes your hand again, and introduces you to his 'BFF and executive assistant extraordinaire- Gabriela.'

Gabriela.

He told you all about her, they had tried being together but ended up feeling they were better as friends.

He also told you she was beautiful and smart. You just didn't realize how beautiful, how willowy. They look amazing together. Right.

Shake it off, you tell yourself, and take a deep breath. You are not in competition with anybody.

"You don't need to lie down?" Javi asks, still holding your hand.

"Nope! Just needed to wash off the traveling dust, I guess," you extend your other hand to Gabriela, "it's so nice to put a face to the name. Javi says you're his left brain."

She takes it with a surprised laugh.

"Well, I know your face, Javi showed me your photo right away, he put-"

Javi looks at Gabriela pleadingly.

"-was so happy you were coming."

“Let me show you around,” Javi moves in quickly and takes your hand again hoping you didn't notice anything. You smile with a nod.

“Have fun!” Gabriela calls after you.

“So what are you showing me first?” 

“My collection, of course, pfft,” Javi rolls his eyes playfully, and he warms when your hand stays on his arm after giving it an excited squeeze. He tries to watch you surreptitiously as you take in the grounds, mumbling, “beautiful,” under your breath. He wants to tell you, you are too… One step at a time, Javi, he thinks to himself. He tells you about the villa and the olive groves. He leaves his family business out of it. Lucas is gone for the week. He is the only one on the compound who Javi is worried about.

He’s feeling more confident, and it just starts to feel like when you would chat for hours online, when he comes face to face with none other than Lucas. It was like just thinking of him summoned his cousin. 

And by the look on his face, he was going to be a problem.

“Lucas, I thought you were away,” Javi starts quickly trying to take hold of the conversation and keep it short. He introduces you by name, and a friend,  “we are - in a writers’ group… online. She’s just arrived, so…” 

You can tell Javi was trying to keep this interaction short, and that this is one of the people who don't know about Tumblr. Lucas is truly intimidating not just because he is handsome and fit, maybe a little like the guys who teased you in school… but also something else - he is hawkish, sharp, and dangerous looking. He says hello and you shiver a little, he smiles wide but it doesn't reach his calculating eyes.

“Nice to meet you, Lucas,” you say as you reach out to take his hand. He kisses it.

Javi rolls his eyes, and his grip tightens on your hand.

“We will be eating at Roberto’s tonight and then we'll be at a film festival all weekend, so, we’ll see you around,” Javi makes to get you as far from his cousin as soon as possible.

“Such a rush, Javi. ¿Es hora de comer tan pronto?”

Is it feeding time so soon?

You know some Spanish, but only a little. You get the gist, but from the way, Javi's face darkens, and his nostrils flare. You know something in your translation is off. If you have to make a guess, Lucas is just like one of those boys from school, you decide. Knowing you are in some way the butt of a joke your face heats with embarrassment. 

“A delight as always Lucas,” Javi grumbles and pulls you. He is still muttering as he brings you to a door with a pin pad, it’s mostly rapid Spanish, but you recognize ‘pendejo, jerk off.’

You can't help giggling-

“Aliens”

Javi smiles with a huff, but puts both of his warm hands on your arms, gently running them up and down.

“Do not listen to Lucas, he is - well, he is horrible,” Javi types in the code. “I am truly sorry for his rudeness.” 

You shrug, some residual embarrassment casting your eyes at your shoes. 

“You are beautiful, you know.” 

You look up quickly, not believing your ears. He said it like it was the simplest of observations. Like it is the most obvious thing. Maybe you misheard…

“Are you ready?” Javi smiles and opens the door, you try to focus, this is the prized collection he has been telling you about for a year- sharing photos of new acquisitions and-

“Is that the bunny from Con Air?!”

part 2

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#javi gutiérrez #javi gutierrez #javi g #javi gutiérrez x f!plus size!reader #javi gutiérrez x f!reader #javi gutiérrez fic #pedro pascal character fanfiction #tuwomt fanfic #pedrostories #pedro pascal character fic

[whiskeyncoke-redux]

I'm gonna go ahead and say this, you can agree with me or not, whatever...

The media, press, interviewers, are really the ones who drove the whole "Pedro Pascal is daddy" thing into the ground.

They're the ones who made it weird. Not the fans. I mean c'mon who's worse:

A) a bunch of randos online that have a slim chance of meeting him and, if we did, would NEVER (hopefully) bring it up

OR

B) the people who are supposed to be professionals who stick microphones in his face or sit him down and ask him several questions about being a "daddy" literally every chance they get.

I'm gonna go with B. I mean yeah we started it online but seeing him being asked constantly about it during every premiere or promotion or whatever is gotten stale and weird They drove it into the ground.

All this to say: I'm not blaming the fans for it, it was a thing between some of us online. Pedro saw/heard about it, had a laugh and enjoyed it. It was the media that pretty much ruined it.

#pedro pascal #daddy #joel miller #the last of us #Javier Peña #narcos #dave york #the equalizer 2 #frankie morales #frankie catfish morales #triple frontier #javi gutiérrez #tuwomt #jose pedro balmaceda pascal #pedrito #lauren rambles

[boliv-jenta]

New Year's Eve Drabbles.

A New Year's Eve party to remember.

The Thief

Marcus Moreno

Frankie Morales

Javier Peña

Oberyn Martell

Max Phillips and Din Djarin

Maxwell Lord

Javi Gutierrez

Jack Daniels

Ezra and Dieter Bravo

Pero Tovar

Dave York

Ending with The Thief

#pedro pascal character fanfiction #new year's eve drabble #the thief #frankie catfish morales #marcus moreno #javier peña #din djarin #max phillips #maxwell lord #oberyn martell #javi gutiérrez #jack daniels #agent whiskey #ezra prospect #dieter bravo #pero tovar #dave york

[simpingcowboy]

#I love these charts #I really just wanted to put Dieter there tbh #pedro pascal characters #dieter bravo #din djarin #frankie morales #maxwell lord #javi gutiérrez #marcus pike #marcus moreno #ezra prospect #agent whiskey #the Mandalorian #javier pena #dave york #max Philips #pero tovar #oberyn Martell

[thefloorisbalaclava]

poolside playtime

Pairing: Javi Gutiérrez x F!Reader

Words: 1,491

Warnings: body worship, praise kink, semi-public sex, handjob, oral sex (m receiving), titty fucking, cum play

Summary: Applying sunblock to Javi’s body leads to so much more.

A/N: I’m dedicating this to my dear @fireproofmarta​ as a congrats for passing her exam. Also the lovely fanna banana @pedrorascal​ who chatted with me about that deleted scene and gave me some thots about it!

[javi g masterlist]

Javi is a beautiful man. He did not believe this and when you praise him and his body, he turns redder than a ripe caqui fruit that grows in Autumn.

Every morning you typically find him out on the balcony outside the bedroom, already dressed and deep in thought. You sneak up behind him and wrap your arms around him. He hums his happiness and you almost miss it, the light breeze carrying it away.

“Good morning, my love,” he says quietly. “I thought I would let you sleep.” He turns to you and your eyes land on the exposed area of his chest, littered lightly with freckles from the sun. You slowly work the rest of the buttons loose, letting his shirt fall open.

“Good morning,” you purr before kissing his chest. You slowly drag your nails down his chest and along his stomach. He chuckles and sighs, hiding his blush by turning his head away. “You truly are the loveliest man I have ever seen.”

“My love…” he says sheepishly.

“Let me praise you, worship you,” you say, looking up at me.

“No, that is for me to do to you.” He grabs your hands and kisses each one.

“I can return the favor. Are you telling me you don’t enjoy when I kiss along your stomach…” You drop to your knees and Javi gasps, leaning against the balcony railing. “…and bite…” You bite down on the softness of his tummy and he hisses. You nuzzle it better as he reaches down and smooths your hair back. “Kiss at your happy trail…”

“How are you so naughty first thing in the morning?” he asks. He makes you stand, ignoring the fact that he is hard from your ministrations.

“I just love enjoying you,” you tell him.

“Come. Let’s have breakfast.”

After breakfast, Javi does his second favorite thing—relaxing in the pool. You find him with his eyes closed, floating lazily in his pool lounger.

“Sunblock?” you ask and he opens one eye.

“I was hoping you would do the honors,” he says with a telling smirk.

“In the pool?” you ask.

“Why not? I have the lotion just here.” He reaches into one of the cup holders and pulls out the bottle. He then opens both eyes to take in the way you look in your bathing suit. You openly ogle him. “Are you coming?” he asks.

“Make me?” you tease and he chuckles. You step into the pool and swim over to where he floats. He hands you the bottle of sunblock and you squeeze some directly onto his chest. He trembles and you laugh.

“Cold,” he murmurs.

You begin to rub the lotion in, purposely leaving his stomach and thighs for last.

“My Javi…” you whisper as you finally rub the lotion along his stomach. He watches your hands then shifts his gaze to your face, taking in the way you are completely hypnotized by spreading the lotion over him. His stomach rises and falls with each breath and his breath comes a little quicker as your hands move lower. You trail your hand along the waistband of his trunks. With anyone else he would be embarrassed by how these subtle touches got him hard, but with you he did not mind.

His stomach had a slight sheen to it now from the sunblock. You playfully drag your nails up and down the softness of his stomach, spending extra time at his happy trail.

“How lovely you are, Javi,” you praise. You pick up the bottle again and squirt some on each thigh. His breath hitches as you gently touch his thigh. You slowly hitch each side of the trunks up his thighs higher. You pretend not to notice the prominent bulge between his legs.

“Lovely legs,” you giggle as you begin rubbing the lotion in, purposely sliding up as far as you can before moving your hands away again. You look into his eyes as you move your hands up again and sneak your fingers up the trunks, brushing against his balls light.

“Fuck,” he says quietly. You move to the other side of the lounger and begin to rub the other thigh. Making sure your fingers brush against his balls a little more.

“All done,” you quip as you move your hands away.

He takes a few breaths. “I need to get out.” Without another word he moves himself to the edge of the pool and climbs out. He walks on weak legs to one of the chairs around the pool. You follow, grinning at how he tries to adjust his trunks around his boner.

“What’s wrong, Javi?” you ask innocently.

“I believe you know the answer to that,” he says, lounging casually. You kneel beside his chair and he immediately worries. “Your knees will hurt. Here.” He grabs a towel and folds it a few times before handing it to you.

“Thanks, baby.” You kiss his thigh, ignoring the slightly weird taste of sunblock on your lips. You look at him as you place your hands on his thighs. You slide them up and down, worshipping his thighs silently.

“What are you doing?” he asks.

“Enjoying you. Wanna know something?”

“Hm?” He looks at you.

“I love crawling between your legs, making you spread them as I kiss my way up to your cock.”

“We are outside, my love.”

“We are at home.” You wait for his response.

He looks around then sits up, tapping the space between his legs. You stand then kneel on the chair. He lays back again and you immediately kiss up one of his inner thighs, sliding his trunks aside so you can dip your tongue in against his balls. You move to the other side and do the exact same thing. Your fingers pull at the elastic waistband, letting go and letting it snap against his stomach. You finally reach in and find his cock—hard and velvety smooth.

“I love the way it feels in my hand,” you say, stroking him with his foreskin. You pull your hand out then lean in to kiss at his stomach as you pull on his waistband again. He lifts his hips then you pull his trunks down just enough to let his dick spring out, the tip touching between your breasts, leaving a small trail of precum. You nibble and kiss at his stomach more, moving lower again, making sure to press against his cock as you do. It finally hits your chin and you pull back just a few inches more and rest your lips against it.

You look up into his eyes as you gently pull his foreskin back just enough while dipping your tongue in, playing with the tip. Once it’s fully pulled back, you take his cock into your mouth and bob your head up and few times before pulling away and watch it throb and twitch on its own.

“So beautiful…” you tell him before spitting on it. “So smooth yet hard…” You move up just a little, grabbing your breasts and squeezing them around his dick. He gets impatient and begins pump himself between your breasts. “Oh, look at you go, handsome.”

“Yeah?” He grabs the edges of the chair tightly as he pumps a little faster, wanting to touch your chin each time. You spit down onto his cock again, making him even slicker than he was.

Your hands keep your breasts tight against him. You moan at the feeling of him fucking your tits, puckering your lips so you give the tip a kiss each time he thrusts up.

“Tell me what you want,” Javi grunts.

“Cum all over my tits,” you whine. “Fuck them and cum all over them.”

“Whatever you wish, my love.” He pumps faster and you feel him tense then stop before the warm spurts begin hitting your chin and breasts. You tilt your head down to get some on your lips as well then pull back to let him stroke the rest out himself. His cum drips from your chin back onto his cock which you quickly lick off him causing him to whine.

He falls back against the chair breathing heavily. “What do you do to me?” he asks breathlessly.

You giggle and rub on his tummy as his cum dries against you. “I just can’t resist my beautiful man.”

He chuckles shyly as he lifts his hips and pulls his trunks back up. “Look at that mess,” he says as he surveys you.

“I think I need a shower.” Your eyes drift over to the outside shower Javi had built because he doesn’t like tracking chlorinated water through the house. He follows your gaze and smirks.

“Are you hinting at something?” he asks.

“Wanna shower with me?”

He sits up and drags his finger through his cum that is quickly drying against your skin. “You know I can never say no to you.”

#javi gutiérrez #javi gutierrez #javi g #pedro pascal #pedro pascal characters #tuwomt #headcanon

[odetodilfs]

No no, cause like… picture this… eating Javi G out 😨

#javi gutierrez smut #javi gutiérrez #javi gutierrez x male reader

[deadhumourist]

Tenderness

Pairing: Javi G x GN!Reader

Rating: Teen

Warnings: Parked deep in Yearnsville, hugging, kissing, no pronouns used, no physical description of reader.

A/N: A micro-ficlet (230 words) about our cinnamon roll Javi G. Inspired by an actual dream I had and had to, sadly, wake up from. No beta on this one, but please let me know if I missed a warning.

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The summer morning sunlight makes the windows glow, bathing the apartment in a soft yellow light. Not even the dense curtains can keep it out fully. 

When you reach the landing of the stairway, you notice him standing in the kitchen. In your life, he’s new but has the texture of someone who has been there a long time.

A creak from the floorboards gives you away and when he turns around, a slow, sweet smile makes itself at home on his plush lips. Javi has never been able to hide his heart.

He lifts his arms, reaching out and offering you a home within him. You walk towards him, hands stretched out in intimate supplication, the need to belong to him. His soft curls catch the small rays of light, and the rumpled, worn t-shirt and black briefs make him look even more welcoming. His strong arms embrace you and the world simply…falls away. 

But when skin touches skin, the air changes. 

His warmth and closeness slips under your skin and stirs a craving that was dormant for so long. Instinctively your eyes close with his and you seek him out in the darkness, nuzzling his strong nose, his soft cheek. His hand curls gently around your waist, discovering, delighting in what it finds there. 

A tender kiss blooms slowly.

It starts with a gentle nuzzle of lips, whisper soft and tentative. It becomes more, a purposeful press of sleepy mouths, seeking each other. Large hands unhurriedly draw you closer to him, pressing you against his heart so you can feel it flame up. 

Surprise draws you back. Guileless brown eyes meet yours evenly, a shy smile below. 

“There you are” husks Javi. 

You have a feeling he didn’t simply mean hello. 

#javi gutiérrez #javi gutierriez #javi gutierrezxreader #javi g x reader #pedro pascal character fic #pedro pascal fics #pedro pascal fanfiction #tuwomt fanfiction

[nicolethered]

Pedro as Javi G in The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent

#pedro pascal #the unbearable weight of massive talent #javi gutiérrez #javi gutierrez

[grogusmum]

IRL

Part 2 : of festivals and food

JAVI X F!PLUS SIZE!READER

WORD COUNT: 2200ish

SUMMARY: Set before the events of The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent. Javi and Reader are friends online, and after a year of DMing, they decide to meet. (The only change is that Javi and Gabriela are just friends)

WARNINGS: Reader has insecurities about her size and appearance, Lucas continues to be a fatphobic jerk, and that's about it in this chapter. Worries about food and eating. Javi is adorable, be warned.

Part 1

Javi watches you closely after the encounter with Lucas. He got the feeling your translation was very basic, and on the surface, it might not seem rude. When you pull on an entirely unnecessary cardigan, he knows you know it was at your expense.

“Just in case the air conditioning is - um, you know too cold, or whatever,” you mumble.

He thinks you are just beautiful and not in spite of your size. Your ample curves and softness were just… all he can think about was running his hands up and down your plush arms.

Javi opens the car door for you when you reach the carport and comes around to the driver’s side.

Dropping into his seat, he fills the void-

“So along those lines, this is a 1955 Porsche 356 Pre-A Speedster, Nick-”

“Oh right Nick had one until he sold it because of his 'IRS problems',” releieved to have something else to talk about, you grab onto what feels like a lifeline, a conversation far from what you are thinking about, then your eyes widen.

“Wait-”

Javi smiles and nods animatedly, as you point just as emphatically at the car with your mouth hanging open.

“Is this his?!”

“I got it on auction! I was only too happy to help Nick with his financial difficulties.”

At the restaurant, the Materdi seats you and Javi in a ridiculously romantic alcove with an open window overlooking the beach. You carefully slide onto the semi-circle bench, and Javi slips in after you. There are faerie lights strung above you and a low candle in stained glass mosaic holder on the intimate table.

The server brings water and gives you the chef’s specials. When he returns for your order you do your best to order in Spanish.

Of course Javi knows he doesn’t know how you eat normally, but when you spoke online, you expressed a love of trying new things and experimenting with cooking, though you admitted you failed spectacularly on many occasions. But here you are in Spain for the first time and you order a salad. A side salad and some prawns.

“How would it be if I ordered for the both of us? Javi tries, “that way, you can try a just little of everything, if, you know, you are not very hungry. I would hate for you to miss out on the tapas Roberto’s is so famous for.”

He watches you nibble self-consciously at first, though Roberto’s tapas won the day. Soon, you are making yummy noises, and Javi can’t get enough of them.

“Have you tried this one?” Javi asks, getting a fork full of Patatas Bravas and guiding it toward your mouth. Your little smile just before opening your mouth gives Javi butterflies low in his stomach. Your lips close around it, followed by your eyes as you savor it. Then you give the cutest whine.

“Is that potato?”

“Mhmm,” Javi smiles, “with garlic, hot sauce, and- ”

“Smoked paprika!” You finish together.

“Oh it’s all so good, thank you Javi.”

“For what?”

“Not letting me just have a stupid salad and steamed shrimp.”

After dinner, Javi takes you for a walk along the beach. Wondering if he can take your hand again, when you try to stifle a yawn, the time difference is getting to you.

“To bed!” he declares, seizing the opportunity to take your hand under the guise of directing you toward his palatial home. “We have a big day at the festival.”

“I’m not really ready to say good night, Javi.” You give his hand a squeeze, “But you're probably right, I’d be mortified if I fell asleep during one of the movies.”

“Well, we will head back to the house slowly.”

But you find yourself in front of your bedroom door far too soon. Before you could overthink it, you give him a kiss on the cheek and a shy goodnight and disappear into your room. Javi leans on the door, his hand going slowly to his cheek. He’s brought back to reality and chuckles to himself until he realizes what or rather who pulled him out of his reverie.

“Cousin, you have a beautiful woman for an assistant, with an incredible body! How have you never-”

“Lucas, stop, will you? Gabriela and I are just friends.”

“And you prefer the heifer?”

All he wants to do is clock Lucas right across his smug and arrogant face more than he has ever wanted to before - and Lucas has a natural ability to pull this reaction from Javi- often. But that will only make things worse. He knows he needs to stand up to his cousin, for many things, but it’s frankly dangerous to do so, so he brushes past and enters his bedroom, just relieved that between the closed door and the rapid Spanish. You probably did not hear what was said.

Bzzzzt bzzzt

You look at your phone

JAVI: Good night. :)

YOU: lol Good night Javi

YOU: sweet dreams

JAVI: I have no doubt. ;)

You stare at the last text. With confused astonishment, your face heats up. But, maybe he’s joking or…

YOU: cheeky

YOU: see you in the morning

JAVI: See you.

Javi looks at his screen, not sure what to say next or if he should say anything next. After a few moments just staring at it, he puts his phone in the charging dock and his hand goes back to the place you kissed it, it was just a little kiss, but he could still feel your soft lips there. He undresses and slides between his cool, crisp sheets and clicks off the light. Laying in bed awake, he listens to the waves crashing on the beach below. Javi thinks of you listening to them, too. He’s glad he chose to put you in a guest room on the same side of the hall. His mind goes over the day, wandering to your arms again, then your hips… how he would explore you if you were to allow it. His imaginings switch over to dreams of you in his bed, tangled in his sheets, breathing heavily as he feasts on you.

You wake to the sounds of seabirds, making you smile. It makes you want to wrap yourself in the incredible sheets and snuggle down into the soft pillows, but you fully remember where you are and what today is, and you roll off the bed, with a little skip as you hop in the shower. You and Javi are spending an entire day at the film festival, you’ll get to nerd out together over favorite writers, actors, directors, and the films they’ve made before anyone else has seen them. Even though you’ve never gone to a fancy festival with film creators or anything you feel that maybe you will feel more in your element with Javi. Thinking less about what he thinks about you now that he’s seen you and just be the person he befriended because of your shared interests.

After showering and putting on the sleeveless summer dress, a light shrug of a sweater, and sandals you had picked out for the event. You put on a little lip stain, leaving your eyes make-up free (who knows how much crying you may do. It looks like there may be a tearjerker or two on the schedule). You look in the mirror a beat more, and give a sigh. Swinging your bag over your shoulder, you go to meet Javi for breakfast.

Following the delicious smell of coffee to the dining room, you find the table is ladened with a beautiful spread of fruit, toast with tomato and olive oil or jam and butter, churros, empanadas, juices, and the smell of fresh coffee, all making your stomach rumble. But it’s Javi that makes your mouth water, he is dressed simply in a white linen button-down shirt and a blue blazer, his hair a little more tamed brushed back away from his face, but still curling around his ears. How is it that the orange of yesterday's shirt looks so amazing and now the light blue too? His brows go up when he sees you, his mouth opening just a bit. Then he breaks into his wide warm smile distracting you from the desire to run your fingers through his hair, for a moment anyway.

“¡Buenos días, mi sol!” good morning, sunshine

“¡Buenos días, Javi!”

Javi brings over a carafe of coffee to the table and pulls out a chair for you. You smile and shake your head, murmuring a thank you as you sit.

“We can have omelets made or…”

“Javi, all of this looks amazing.”

You both tuck in and chat about the schedule, what you are looking forward to, and the things you don't want to miss. Finding yourselves mostly in alignment.

“Do you,” you fall quiet, biting your lip, “Do you think I’m dressed okay, I wasn't sure how dressy-”

“You look incredible!” Javi says instantly. Then he waves his hand dismissively, “You know celebrities are going to do what they do, but for the rest of us? Perfecto!”

You look down at the patterned dress and smile, as Javi adds quietly, “Plus I like sunflowers.”

After both a boat and car ride you arrive in Barcelona-Saint Jordi, you get your passes and people watch. But it seems as though Javi is elsewhere.

"Javi? Is, um,” you worry your bottom lip, “Is everything okay?”

With a sigh, Javi looks at you next to him on a small bench, then looks down.

“I am sorry for my cousin’s behavior. I am so embarrassed. He is the literal worst."

Your laugh turns to a little cough of discomfort-

“I- well, thank you Javi, I appreciate that. But I’m used to it. It, well…”

“That does not make me feel better. You should not be used to such poor treatment. I should have said something”

“Well,” you swallow, ”thank you Jav-”

“I want you to be used to hearing how beautiful you are.” Javi’s words come out in a rush, then his eyes widen slightly at his own daring. Finally, he gives you a sidelong look to assess the damage.

At this you laugh like it's joke and a little absurd, giving his arm a little hug.

“You are the sweetest.”

Javi looks at you again, wondering if you think he's just being a supportive friend. Your tone makes him think so, and it leaves him at war with himself. He's not sure how you feel. Part of him is relieved in a way, and part of him desprately wants you to know. He wants to be courageous, to take the plunge! But maybe now isn't the time. While he's thinking about courage and plunges, you start to pull at his sleeve. When he looks at you, you give a little nod with your eyes going to the right. Javi looks, and there was Randell Cobb. Javi’s eyes go comically wide, making you giggle, and he starts flipping through his program.

“I did not even know he was still acting, “Javi hisses. “He was in-”

“Raising Arizona, I know,” you say excitedly.

“Of course you do,” he squeezes your knee, which is bare since the skirt of your dress is slightly hiked from sitting. It sends a shot of warmth up your thigh. “I mean he’s done other things but that was by far the best…”

“Is he in one of the films? He must be, right?”

Javi dives back to his program, and you keep watching everyone arrive.

After the opening remarks and the first film, you head to lunch and just walk around taking everything in. Javi has an almost permanent blush from the amount of people wondering what movie he's in, if he is an actor or model.

“It is very complimentary, of course… but all I want to do is tell them, ‘no I am a screenplay writer, read my script!!! Please!’”

"Well, you look like you belong here, no doubt. Handsome, tan, beautifully tailored clothes…"

Javi tugs you into an alcove, warm hands running up and down your arms.

"You belong here. You are a wonderful writer, and fantastic film and character analyst. Your breakdowns are one point!"

"I am a chubby (at best) woman, in a fifty dollar dress and a haircut that cost about the same, and I was splurging…"

"You got this lovely dress for fifty dollars? Wow."

You purse a tight smile and then laugh.

"Yes you can get one at TJMaxx, at a strip mall near you!"

A pair of glamorous willowy actors pass your little hiding place.

"You could fit two of these actresses in one of them."

"I like the one who is filling it right now," Javi says shyly, "and how she is filling it."

His hands traverse your hips.

Javi feels the soft plush curve of them, and his sigh carries a small, pleased hmm with it.

"Is this alright?" He whispers.

Your brain's throwing up .exe errors.

Your breathless "yeah" is almost a gasp. Javi is touching you, and liking what he feels through the gauzy fabric.

"We've got two more movies and then we go back to the hotel… but um-"

You mouths crash together. You both do your level best to be quiet, as Javi crowds you into the corner of the alcove behind a palm of some kind.

Part 3

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[supernaturalgirl20]

Gotta be a Good Girl

Pairings: Javi Gutierrez x f!reader

Warnings: fingering in public, dirty talk, mild language, Javi being a horny MF.

Summary: Javi fingers you at a party your both hosting and you gotta be quiet or he won’t let you come.

A/N: this was an amazing request by my dear @nicolethered. Hi Char! Can I request Javi G fingering you in public, possibly at his party? He is insistent that you be silent so no one knows what he’s up to and he stops if he hears even a whimper. Obviously this whole interaction would be a struggle for reader because I mean just look at him. (I’m including a bunch of hand gifs for inspiration.) thank you for those gifs, they gave me thots 🥵😈

Comments and reblogs really appreciated 🥰

The cool evening breeze did little to alleviate the heat that was slowly creeping up your skin. His gaze always found you in a crowded room and it always had this effect. You tried to distract yourself - chatting with many of the guests he’d invited to his birthday - anything to stop you from walking up to him and fucking him in front of everyone.

Taking a sip of your champagne, a hand slips around your waist and you can’t help the way your mouth curves into a smile. His breath tickles the skin on your neck as he leans close, “Having fun, mi amor?”

Turning your head towards him, you’re met with his signature seductive smirk and his eyes, which are normally hazel, are now deep pools of obsidian. “It’s alright, could be better,” you say with a slight shrug of your shoulders. You love teasing him.

“It could be better? Anything I can do to help?” His lips ghost along the skin of your bare shoulder and a shiver runs through you, sending a spark straight to your core. His lips are pillowy soft as they kiss you, causing your skin to pimple.

Your eyes close and a small moan escapes past your lips. His grip on you tightens and his teeth nip at your neck, “mi amor, you need to keep quiet. We don’t want everyone to hear you. Those sounds are mine alone.”

Opening your eyes, your gazes meet and he quirks his eyebrow as a devilish smirk plays across his face. “I have an idea,” he says as he locks his hand with yours and leads you to a quieter part of the garden - hidden behind a fence.

Your heart is beating fast - chest heaving as he pushes you against the wall. Javi’s gaze flickers to your breasts as they move up and down with each breath before they meet your gaze again. He moves closer, invading your space, pressing his body against yours.

“You look beautiful mi amor, good enough to eat. It appears I’m not the only one to think so. All eyes were on you.” Oh! You gasp as his hand skims along your thigh, moving slowly to the bottom of your dress.

Your entire body is pulsating with need, and the possibility of someone catching you both at any moment only heightened your arousal. “They wish they could touch you like this,” he whispers as his hand inches higher, pushing your dress up your thighs. “They can not. Only I am allowed to touch you. Isn’t that right, amor?”

“Hmm Hmm”. You bite into your bottom lip, nodding your head as you look up at him, his eyes watching your teeth pull at the skin there. “What was that?”

“Yes, only you…only you can touch me.” He nuzzles into your neck, his fingers finally finding their destination. He pulls back, his heated gaze boring into you, “you’re not wearing any underwear!” A sly smirk spreads over your face, “I know.”

Javi growls - almost animalistic as his lips crash into yours devouring you. His fingers run along your wet folds, teasing you. “Be a good girl and keep quiet. If you make a noise, I’ll stop.”

His fingers sink into your aching cunt and your back arches as you moan out. Javi!

“Mi amor, what did I say? If you do not be quiet I will stop.” He works his fingers in and out of you, curling them as he works you towards your climax.

“Javi…just like that…please don’t stop.” You can feel that heat building inside you, that tingle, working its way up your spine and then…

“No please don’t stop…Javi,” you huff in frustration. He has a wicked smile on his face, his hard length pressed against you but you can tell he is as affected by this as you. “Are you going to be a good girl now, amor?”

“Yes.” His lips meet yours again in a searing kiss, ‘good girl’ he whispers into your mouth. He continues to pump you, adding a third finger and you gasp, trying hard not to moan out. “Come for me mi amor. Coat my fingers in your juices.”

“Oh god…oh fuck…”you gasp as he uses his thumb to circle your clit. No god here amor, just me and I need you to come now.” Your legs shake as your orgasm crashes over you, his name falling from your lips like a prayer. Javi.

He kisses you through it and when your cunt stops fluttering around his thick fingers, he pulls them out and brings them to his mouth - sucking them clean one by one. “Jodidamente delicioso, mi amor.” Fucking delicious, my love.

“There you two are, I’ve been looking…oh! Did I…this isn’t a good time, is it? I’ll go…pretend you didn’t see me..” Nick looks flustered as he averts his gaze.

Javi flickers his eyes back to you and you can see he’s trying to calm himself, to calm his raging hard on and you can’t help but smirk. “We’ll be right out,” you say to Nick, your gaze fixed on Javi.

“Hmm, I’ll make up some excuse for you…it’s your birthday, after all, you can do what you like.” You go to tell him it’s ok but Javi beats you to it. “Gracias amigo, you can tell them I’ve gone to pleasure my wife if you like.”

You swallow hard, your body tingling again as his hungry gaze trails along your form. “Right, oh. You’ve gotten bolder, Javi. I like it. Hollywood suits you.” With that, he’s gone and it’s just you and Javi again.

“Let’s go mi amor, I need to feel you wrapped around me and I can’t wait any longer.” Smiling at him you link your fingers together and lead him away from the party towards your room. “Ok, but first I want to give you your birthday present.”

“I cannot wait, mi amor.”

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Javier memes 4 U

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[thefloorisbalaclava]

hidden pleasures

Pairing: Javi Gutiérrez x F!Reader

Words: 2.3k

Warnings: SMUT - use of a sex toy in public, oral sex (f receiving), unprotected sex, overstimulation, slight praise kink. I hope Javi isn’t too OOC.

Summary: You and Javi are hosting a dinner party and he wants to make things a little more interesting to get you both through the night.

A/N: I dunno what this is. I blame @fireproofmarta​

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Javi adjusted his tie in the mirror as you stepped out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel. You walked over and stood beside him, watching him in the mirror.

“Come here, baby,” you said, and he turned around, grinning at you. You untied his tie and threw it on the bed then unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt. “There.”

“People might see my hickeys from last night,” he warned.

“I don’t see a problem with that, do you?” You kissed his lips, and he shook his head. “Good.” You walked to your dresser to get a pair of panties. You picked a black lacy pair that he really liked.

“No,” he said, and you turned to look at him.

“Another pair? The red ones?”

He shook his head. “None.”

“None?”

“For me?” He gave you a look that made it hard for you to deny him anything. He had such a sweet and innocent way about him, but you knew all about his other side—the side that was only shared with you.

“Okay, for you.” You let your towel fall to the floor then walked over to grab your dress. Javi picked out just for you. He watched intently as you slipped it on, eyeing your leg that was almost fully revealed by the long slit.

“It fits you perfectly. Let me help you put your shoes on,” he said. You sat on the end of the bed and waited while he grabbed the shoes—something else he bought for you. “Here we are.” He knelt in front of you and grabbed one of your legs. It seemed to hypnotize him, and he couldn’t help but press a few kisses to your calf before slipping the shoe onto your foot and securing the strap. You playfully spread your legs a little more, revealing yourself to him.

“Is that why you don’t want me to wear panties?” you teased. You noticed the way his tongue darted out of his mouth to wet his lips as he fumbled with the other shoe. When he finished, you tried to close your legs, but he grabbed your thighs.

“You are a sight to behold…” he murmured.

“Javi…baby, we’re gonna be late.” You knew that look in his eyes.

“I do not care. It is my party.” He spread your legs more so his head would fit between your legs, and, in a flash, it was. He swirled his tongue around you expertly and you cried out his name.

“God, your fucking tongue…” you moaned, wanting to run your fingers through his hair but not wanting to mess up the perfect curls. “Fuck, Javi, you’re gonna make me cum already.”

But he pulled away.

“No,” he breathed, licking his lips. He pulled out his handkerchief to wipe his mustache clean. “I have an idea.” He stood and walked over to his bedside table. When he knelt in front of you again, you noticed the small toy in his hand.

“Oh, you wanna make me cum that way, huh?” You bit your lip.

“I do but…I want you to keep this inside you all night and I will control it.” He held up his phone.

“We’re gonna be around people all night,” you complained.

“I know, that’s why it is fun,” he said cheerfully as he spread your legs again. He was able to slide the vibrator into you easily thanks to his earlier ministrations. “Now, let’s see if…” He touched the screen on his phone and the toy came to life inside you, making you cry out.

“Oh fuck!” You squirmed on the bed, and he stopped.

“I hope you do not plan on doing that in front of the guests,” he teased, standing, and offering you his hand.

“Shut up,” you giggled as you took his hand and let him pull you to your feet. You fell right into his arms, and he chuckled.

“Let’s get this night over with, hm?” he asked, and you nodded before pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

Javi was good at being around crowds of people. It was like he knew everyone. He greeted them and had conversations with a few, introducing you proudly. You noticed he pulled his phone out at one point but thought nothing of it until the toy began vibrating inside you causing you to spill the champagne you were holding.

“Oh…oh…I’m so…SORRY!” you said loudly.

“Mi amor, is everything okay?” he asked innocently, quickly taking the empty champagne glass from you as the guests you two were talking to looked on in concern.

“E-Everything is fine. Thanks, sweetie,” you said, giving Javi a knowing glance. When the guests walked away, you squeezed his hand and yanked him closer. “Couldn’t you have waited until we were sitting down?” The toy vibrated again, and you clung onto his arm desperately.

“No,” he chuckled.

“I’m gonna get you back for this…Mr. Gutiérrez,” you whispered in his ear. He tensed and you smiled knowing just how much he loved hearing you say that.

He turned his head to you and his nose touched yours. You thought he was going to kiss you, but he only spoke. “Until then I will have my fun.” The vibration made your knees weak, and you held onto him even tighter. “Don’t worry, I am right here.”

You walked on wobbly legs, hand-in-hand with Javi into the dining hall. Realistically, he was supposed to sit at one end and you at the other, but that was too formal for him. Instead, you two sat at the middle of the table with your guests surrounding you.

Once dinner was served, people ate and talked, every now and then leaning over to speak to you or Javi.

Javi’s hand rested on your bare thigh, inching ever higher as the night went on. You sipped at your champagne, nearly choking on it when you felt the vibration inside you again.

“Can you not do it while I’m drinking, Javi?” you said, smiling brightly at the guest across from you.

“I did not mean to do it that time. I am sorry,” he said. You looked at him and could tell he was sincere. “Sorry,” he repeated. He gave you a sweet kiss and there were a few ‘awws’ that rippled through the room. His lips were still pressed to yours when you felt it inside you again. You whimpered against his lips and gripped the tablecloth so tightly you could have torn a hole in it.

“Javi…” you whispered against his lips. “You’re gonna make me cum.”

“I do not see the issue here,” he teased, trailing his hand even higher up your thigh. He stopped and went wide-eyed when he felt the wetness on your thighs. “Is that…”

“Your fault? Yes. The seat is probably soaked through,” you hissed, and Javi laughed.

“It can be cleaned.”

The night carried on and eventually the last few guests filtered out the door. Javi said goodnight to the guards and walked upstairs with you.

“You did a good job tonight,” he told you as he removed his suit jacket.

“Just…unzip me, please.”

Javi moved to stand behind you and held you by the waist with one arm while unzipping your dress. He kissed the back of your neck then moved away a little to let the dress fall to your ankles. He pressed himself against you again and wrapped both arms around you. You looked down and noticed the phone in his hand.

“Now you can cum,” he said, slowly increasing the power of the vibrator while holding onto you. Your body squirmed and jerked in his arms, your ass grinding against his crotch.

You cried out, your legs nearly giving out under you. But Javi had you in his grip and was not letting go—not until you sang for him.

And you did. It was a song you only sang for him, full of wails and whimpers of his name, a few curses, and squealing. It was a discordant tune, but he loved it all the same because it was for him.

You felt the evidence of your orgasm dripping down your thighs. Javi helped you over to the bed, lying you down gently. He kissed you as he removed the toy. You whimpered again.

He held the toy and looked at the mess you had left. “My, my…” he tsked before licking at the toy, tasting you. His eyes closed in pleasure as he licked, sucked, and slurped at the vibrator, making sure he got every last drop of you off it.

You looked at him kneeling between your legs and noticed the growing bulge in his slacks. You used your foot to rub it. He grunted and threw the toy aside.

“What are you doing?” he asked while looking directly at what you were doing.

“I want it. I want you,” you said.

“Yes?” He made quick work of his clothes, stripping down until he was left in nothing but his briefs, his cock straining the material. “May I have you…from behind tonight?” he asked politely.

“Yes, Javi.” You rolled over and bent over, laying your head on the pillows so your ass was in the air. You looked back and watched as he climbed onto the bed behind you. He pulled the briefs down slowly and his cock sprung free, hitting your ass lightly. He didn’t bother standing to take the briefs off completely, he got them down to his knees and that was enough.

He licked his hand and rubbed your clit as he lined himself up and slid inside you. You were still sensitive from the orgasm he gave you with the toy.

“Oh, fuck me,” you moaned.

“How?” he asked, his hands gripping your hips to keep you still.

“Hard,” you said, and he throbbed inside you. He pulled out then slammed back in making your eyes roll back.

“Like that?” he asked.

“Fuck yes. Fuck me, please,” you begged.

“Arm,” he said, and you moved one arm behind your back. He held onto it as he began a brutal but pleasurable pace.

“Ohhhh myyy goddddd,” you cried as he fucked you.

“You feel so good on my cock,” Javi growled.

“Fuck me, Mr. Gutiérrez!” You arched your back for him, and he pulled out before thrusting back in deep and keeping himself still. “Please…”

“Please what?” he breathed.

“Please move, Javi,” you begged, trying to move on him. Suddenly, he pulled you up by your arm and held you against him, his chest pressed to your back and his lips on the shell of your ear.

“You want me to move?” he asked, grinding himself against you so that his dick rubbed against that sweet spot inside you. But he still wouldn’t thrust.

“Yes please! I need it…I need you.”

“Oh, my love, you have no idea how badly I need you.” He finally began thrusting slowly as he held you tightly. You moved with him, reaching back to dig your fingers into his thighs. He reached up and turned your head so he could kiss you. “I love you,” he whispered against your lips.

“I love you, Javi,” you moaned, and he closed his eyes as he began fucking you faster.

“Let me fill you,” he grunted. You nodded and moved back against him as he thrusted into you.

“Cum Javi. Fill me.” You moved your hands up his thighs and found the flesh of his ass, digging your fingers in. He groaned loudly and you knew he was close. He pushed you forward gently, so you were flat on your stomach, and he followed so he stayed inside you. He was straddling your thighs now, his cock deep inside you.

After a few thrusts, he laid his body against yours and put his hands over yours, lacing your fingers with his. All his weight was on you but in the best way.

Eventually, he pressed as deep as he could and cried out as he filled you. He rolled onto his side, taking you with him as he continued filling you.

“Do you feel me?” he asked, voice strained.

You nodded weakly. “Yes, Javi, I feel you. I feel you filling me deep inside.” You tightened yourself around him.

His dick throbbed inside you, and he moaned in surprise as he came more. “So greedy tonight, hm?”

You moved away from him and pushed him onto his back then climbed on top of him.

“I am done for now, my love. I am afraid you will not get much from me.”

“I know.” You smiled down at him as you started to slide yourself along his softening cock. He hissed in overstimulation but held onto your hips as you got yourself off against his cock. “You don’t have to be inside me to get me off.” You put your hands on his chest as you rubbed yourself faster against him, the head of his cock bumping your clit each time.

He winced slightly but still pushed up against you, giving you his cock. He loved watching you get off. Suddenly, you cried out and he felt a rush of wetness.

“Yes, yes, my love. So good,” he praised. You collapsed against him, resting your head on his chest. “Are you okay?” he asked, rubbing your back.

“Yeah,” you breathed. “I’m fantastic.” You kissed his chest then smiled up at him. “I don’t wanna move.”

“You don’t have to. Rest.” He kissed the top of your head.

There was nothing quite like falling asleep to the sound of his heartbeat.

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