#rio x you

[kennarose1108]

Rio x Reader (Punishment) 18+

You were his girlfriend. And although you loved him he could be overbearing sometimes. He was older than you and more experienced in life, especially in the dark side, so he thought, no, he knew what was best for you. When something was a no he said it was a no and that was the end of it. But this time you decided not to listen to him.

He told you, you weren't allowed to hang out with one of your guy friends. You had met him at work and you told Rio all about him and when picking you up one day Rio saw him. After that, he told you that you couldn't hang out with him anymore and wouldn't let up. You couldn't understand why he refused to let up on it without an explanation. He at least explained why in most cases, if he didn't explain it was for something small. But for this… He just refused. He didn't say a damn word. It was just 'no'. Literally. You'd ask him about it and he would just say 'no' and walk away or ignore you afterward.

You eventually stopped asking him about it.

Then you just hung out with your friend in secret. You felt dirty doing it but you couldn't just let Rio control your entire life. So today you were hanging out with him. You just left the cafe, laughing and talking you were standing out on the sidewalk, getting ready to part ways when you got a text. You took out your phone and looked at the message. It was from Rio.

"You didn't listen to me."

He was watching you…

Your heart fell to the pit of your stomach. You began to look around at the people on the streets, then the cars. That's when you noticed a familiar black car and a familiar face staring back at you. You stared back with your heart pounding in your chest. He nodded back at you, it was his way of telling you to get your ass in the car.

You looked back at your friend and forced a smile and you said 'I have to go' before going to cross the street. You hurried across the street and walked over to his car. You got into the passenger's seat and shut the door.

Silence.

You stared forward, as did he. He had his head leaning back against the headrest. Oh. He was pissed.

"I said to stay away from him."

He finally spoke.

"He's my friend."

He scoffed.

"I don't give a shit. What I say goes."

You finally looked at him. "I am a grown woman. I make my own decisions. Not you." He laughed. He fucking laughed. "What I say goes ma." He says. "No." You say with an irritated glare. He turns his head just slightly to look at you. "No?" He repeats like it's a question. You didn't dare say another word. You just stared at him. After an awkward minute, he turned forward and pulled out of the parking space he was in. The car ride was silent. You were nervous. Very nervous. Whenever he was pissed he was silent.

Which worried you.

You decided to finally speak up. "Rio." You say. "Hm?" You swallowed the lump in your throat. "Why do you hate him so much?" You ask. Again. He just sighs and doesn't say a word. "Please answer m-" "No." You clenched your teeth and sighed angrily. So… You decided to say something you knew would piss him off.

"Then I'm just going to keep hanging out with him." More silence. But the air in the car went cold and very, very, tense. After about a minute he suddenly takes a right turn that makes you gasp and hold onto the car. He pulls into an alley and suddenly stops the car. You go to ask him what the hell is wrong with him before he turns to you and grabs the back of your head to force you to look at him. It wasn't enough to hurt you but enough to get his point across.

"Listen to me and listen good," He started. "I have my reasons. You don't need to know those reasons because what I say fucking goes. Understand me?" He says, his voice laced with frustration. You should've just nodded. You should've just kept your mouth shut. But instead…

"Fuck you."

Whoops.

"I'm not your puppet. I am my person. I can do whatever I want. You can't control me." You say angrily.

He just stared at you. His hand still gripping the back of your head firmly. But eventually… He smirked.

"Oh really?" He chuckles.

"You think you understand everything, baby? You think this is all a game?" He asks while tilting his head to the side slightly. You didn't say anything. And your silence caused him to shake his head slightly. "No. No baby you don't know anything. You don't know this douchebag. But I do. And what I say fucking goes." He says.

"Or what?"

His eyes widened. You knew you had made a mistake. But you honestly didn't care. You had to stand your ground. …Okay maybe you did care a little bit. The stare he was giving you was freaking you out a bit.

"Or what?"

He repeated. You did your best to hold your head high and stare at him. But he could see right through you. He leaned in and got close to your ear.

"How about… I fuck you so fuckin' dumb your mind goes blank."

Your heart began to beat so fast it felt like it was beating out of your chest. Your breathing goes shaky and he smirks and leans back. "You wouldn't." You finally croak out. "Wanna bet?" He says with a smirk on his face. "You wouldn't. Because I wouldn't give you my consent. And that's rape." You say while crossing your arms over his chest. He laughs. "Rape? Seriously? I've never heard you cry rape every time we fuck. And that's been a lot of times baby." You shake your head and look forward.

"You still wouldn't do it." You say firmly. He lets out a 'huh' and looks around. You both were in a secluded area… He then turns back to you. "Get in the backseat." He says. You turn to him with your eyebrows furrowed. "What?" You say.

"Get. In. The. Back. Seat. I'm not repeating myself princesa." He says firmly. You roll your eyes get out of the car and get into the backseat. He does the same thing a few seconds later but on the other side and you give him a confused look. "What was the point of this?" You ask. "What do you think mama? I'm going to fuck you dumb." He says with a smirk. Your eyes widened and you went to protest but your mind went blank when he grabbed the bottoms of your knees yanked you forward onto your back and got on top of you. "H-Hey!" You say but before you can say anything forward he slams his lips onto yours.

His kiss was possessive, hungry, and almost angry. You couldn't possibly push him away now… Hell… You didn't want to. He felt too good. His tongue shoved into your mouth and his hands gripped your thighs. The kiss didn't last like before he hiked up the skirt of your dress ripped off your panties and threw them to the side.

His hand dipped between your thighs causing you to moan softly into his mouth. "So wet already…" He groaned into your mouth. "Were you getting turned on during our argument? You're such a dirty little thing." He teased with a smirk. "Just shut up…" You say with a heavy breath.

You laid back and enjoyed the feeling of his hand rubbing between your slick folds, two of his fingers occasionally dipping inside of you and then pulling back out. You let out a satisfied "mmm" while biting your bottom lip. But then he slipped his hand away and you let out an annoyed groan. He chuckled. "Be patient. You'll get what you want." He says while leaning back and unbuckling his belt. You watched with a desperate look as he pulled out his cock and aligned it with your entrance. "What are you waiting for?" You asked with a groan. He shrugged. "Nothing…" He says before looking down and letting a line of spit come out of his mouth and drop onto his cock. He rubs it on his cock and looks at you with a smirk. "Can't let it go in dry can you?" He teases.

"Jesus… Just fuck me already." He raises his eyebrows at you and you whine. "Please…" You beg. He smirks, "I like seeing you beg." He says before slowly penetrating your slick cunt. You let out a deep and satisfied moan while leaning your head onto the back of the cushion of the seat. He leaned down and kissed your jaw. His thrusts were slow and sensual at first. He opened mouth kissed your jaw before whispering in your ear, "You like that, huh? With my cock inside of you?" He says in a low tone of voice. Your nails dug into his back and you let out a 'yeah' before he began to thrust faster. "Oh, fuck!" You cried out as he fucked you hard against the seat.

You moaned loudly and gripped his jacket. The windows in the car began to fog up from the heat between you two. You cried out his name which only fueled his fire. He let out a deep groan before going harder and faster. You moaned loudly and one of your hands went up to the car door to hold you in the same place as your head was about to hit the car door. You let out a 'mmm' noise before letting out a satisfied moan.

He then pulled out of you, making you gasp in annoyance before he picked you up and flipped you onto your hands and knees. "W-What are you doing?" You ask. "What does it look like?" He chuckles before pushing himself back inside of you. You let out a groan before he continued to pound back into you.

Your moans were loud and the car shook with every thrust. Your hand banged against the window and slid down, leaving a sliding hand print on the fogged-up windows. He then leaned forward, close to your ear, grabbed your jaw, and whispered to you. "You like that, huh? You like my cock inside of you?" His words made you let out a loud moan. You nodded, but that wasn't enough for him. "Use your words, baby." He groaned in your ear. "I love it!" You cried out. "Fuck!" He chuckles.

But then he suddenly stops. "Hey, wha-" "Are you going to see that fucking loser again?" He hisses into your ear. "Rio-" "Answer me." He hissed. You wanted to annoy him further and you smirked. "And what if I do?" You ask teasingly. His hand slipped down from your jaw and down to your throat and gripped it tightly. "Or I'll pull out of you and leave you dripping in your juices and I won't let you touch yourself." He says. You chuckle, "You won't last without fucking me." This time, he chuckles. "I know how to jerkoff sweetheart." He says.

"I'll tie you to the fucking bed, making you squirm and moan for me to fuck you. And I won't touch you." He says with a smirk. You let out a groan, "That's not fair…" You whined. You try to move your hips to get some more feeling but he grabs your hips with his other hand and holds them in place. He clicks his tongue while shaking his head, "No no baby… No moving. You do as I say first and I'll fuck you real good hmm…" He purrs in your ear. You sigh deeply. You wanted it, you wanted it so fucking badly.

So, you decided to give him what he wanted.

"Fine… I won't see him anymore." You grumble. "Promise?" "Yes, yes I promise!" You say in annoyance. He chuckles again, "Will you at least tell me why afterward?" You ask. "No." He shakes his head. You grumble and roll your eyes. "Give me your phone." He blurts out. "Why?" "Just do it." You roll your eyes and grab your phone that fell to the ground of the car before handing it to him.

He leans back and you hear the record button turn on and you were about to yell at him but that's when he began to fuck back into you. At that point, you didn't care. You let out a moan before biting your bottom lip and taking all he had to give you.

After about thirty seconds you hear the thud of your phone as he tosses it aside. He grabs your hips and he pounds into you at a fast speed. Your moans turn into loud cries of ecstasy as he brings you closer to cumming. He groans and you can tell he's close too.

"Cum with me." He growls. After a few more seconds your back arches and you grab onto the door handle of the car as you cum hard around his cock and a loud moan escapes your lips. He bucks forward and stops and cums inside of you with a loud groan. You both stay in the same position for a few moments with heavy breaths. He then leans down and kisses your shoulder which makes you flinch slightly as your entire body is sensitive.

He then slowly pulls out of you sits back onto the seat and grabs you in the process to sit on his lap. He holds you close to his chest and kisses your temple before relaxing back onto the seat.

You lay there too, with your head on his chest. After about a minute he sighs and says, "I don't want you hanging out with that prick because he's a part of another gang." You lean forward and stare at him with furrowed eyebrows. "What?" "He's a rival." He explains. "Maybe listen to me next time yeah?" He says with a raised eyebrow. "You could've just explained that and I would've stayed away from him!" You say with a huff. He chuckles.

"I also may or may not have recorded us fucking and sent it to him before blocking him." He says with a smirk. Your face falls. "You did WHAT?" You say loudly. He lets out a small laugh and kisses your lips softly.

"I love you."

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[berberriescorner]

Hello! Stoping by to tell you I love your Husband/Father!Rio mini series. I know you don't take request, but was just wondering if you plan on giving us anymore glimpses of this cute little family? I love the way you write them. Hope you're doing okay and feeling better.

I'm doing okay, love. Good days and bad days, but I'm pushing through. Thanks for asking💜! I hope you're doing okay as well!

You're in luck, love bug! I cooked something up for them just the other day. The idea came to me, and I just had to get it out😆. I had planned to post it the other day, but I just didn't have the energy.

When I tell y'all this was the most frustrating mood board I've ever worked on🙄. I had it exactly to my liking and went to save...nothing happened. I tried everything before giving in and hitting the refresh button. Lost all my progress and had to start from scratch. That being said, enjoy, comment, and stop being scary with that reblog button😆🧡!

Inspired By💜🧡:

“It Be Your Own Blood”

Snickers filled the room, making way for the side eye your husband gave his two eldest daughters. His eyes moved at a snail’s pace before landing on you. Rio kissed his teeth as he watched your shoulders bounce up and down in silent giggles. You did everything to hold the laughter in, but his reaction made it difficult.

“Ain't a damn thing funny about any of this, mama,” he rasped.

Rio groaned as a tiny hand collided with his thigh. Sucking in a frustrated breath, he looked down, eyes settling on your third and youngest daughter.

“Daddy! You said a bad word. You’re not getting any dessert tonight. Gon’ miss out on all da candies,” she scolded, finger wagging in his direction.

“Alright, little miss thing. You're about to lose candy privileges as well. Are you supposed to be putting your hands on other people,” you reprimanded.

Her head tilted to the side, confusion written on her face. Big amber-colored eyes stretched with realization. “Sorry, Daddy,” she offered in a sweet baby voice.

“It's all good, baby girl. Daddy ain't mean to say a bad word.”

Rio noticed you and the two oldest rolling your eyes, hands flying in the air.

“Now, what I do?”

“These babies got you wrapped around their fingers.”

Just as Rio was about to argue your point, baby boy piped up, reminding him why he was irritated in the first place. The agitated toddler yanked at his pant leg. They eyed one another as his cute, chubby little hands stretched toward your husband. 

“Bae! Up!”

Laughter filled the room once more. You locked eyes with your husband. He side-eyed you as he picked the bossy toddler up.

Your husband nodded towards the chubby tot, “This is what I’m talkin’ about. These little goons talkin’ to me crazy.”

Rio’s brown orbs stared into identical eyes. “Aye, listen, little dude. You’re my mans and all, but you gon’ stop with this bae mess. Can you say Daddy?” Rio pointed at himself and enunciated slowly, “Daddy.”

The little tyrant giggled, shook his head no, and shouted, “Bae!”’

“Listen, little man, we ain't about to be roaming this neighborhood, decked out in the finest of costumes, with you hollering bae at me every five minutes.”

His little feet kicked as he bounced in his father’s arms.

“Baebaebae,” he retorted, doing a little jig.

“How old was little mama when we finally got her to switch back to daddy from bae?”

“Christopher, baby. He's in his terrible twos. Baby boy’s going to do what he wants. Don't fight it, bae-.”

“You do realize you're the problem. That's why I like it when you call me da-.”

Your hand connected with the back of his head softly. “Christopher!”

“I’m just saying, sweetheart. You got my boy over here thinking that’s my name. Put Daddy on repeat, and maybe he’ll get it right. Use my other nickname more often. Papa–that I can rock with.”

“You do realize the more you fight it—he’ll continue to say it, right?”

“All these kids are petty like their momma. It be your own blood, for real. I thought you was the homie, son,” he teased the babbling toddler.

“You say that like it’s a bad thing. At least people will know not to try them,” you sassed.

Rio’s face lit up at that. “You right, mama. Come, kiss Daddy,” he demanded.

“Baebae!”

“That’s opp behavior, son. Do better,” he chuckled as he rubbed his hand across your growing bump.

He kissed, leaving a playful bite on your bottom lip as his free hand grabbed a handful of your round, plump derrière. “I love this green dress on you, mama. I’m feeling this—what are the ladies callin’ them these days? Bust down middle parts,” he quoted. Rio stared at you lustfully, “That honey blonde lookin’ good on you, darlin’. He leaned closer and whispered in your ear, “Wear it to bed tonight.”

“Calm yourself, husband. The children are present.”

Rio bit his lip, nodding his head in appreciation. “Who are you dressed as this year,” he questioned, stealing another kiss.

“Pregnant Beyoncé, duh! You know this is giving very much Queen Bey. Don’t play with your girl. You ain’t gotta worry, b-Papa.” You twirled strands around a finger, biting your lip, “This is an install. You have plenty of time to enjoy her in private.”  Leaning closer, finishing in a mumble, “Can’t wait for you to come up with a name for this alter ego.”

“You need to bust out the red joint again. I’m anticipating a visit from Red Ryder soon,” he insisted.

Clearing her throat, the eldest child brought you two back to more important matters. You chuckled, “Sorry, loves. Let’s revert to more important topics such as these beauties.” Pointing at each child, oldest to youngest, you explained their costume. “Please believe if I’m going as momma Bey, you gotta have Blue and Rumi. Then we have the beautiful Little Mermaid—Halle Bailey’s version, of course, and last, but most certainly not least—Sir Carter.”

“Mama, is this why you got me dressed in black tie? Let me guess—.”

“Yep! You Billionaire Hov. You’re not a businessman. You’re a business, man!” you boasted, popping your tongue. “Minus the cheating, of course. You know not to play with me. Sorry, Bey! Shade but no shade.”

“BAE!”

“Let’s go before this little menace says it again,” Rio sighed. “Everybody got their Halloween buckets?”

He looked toward the oldest, and she took the words out of his mouth, “Make sure you hold your sister’s hands. I know, Daddy.”

Rio continued, “Remember-.”

“Always say Trick or Treat, be polite, and don’t hustle anybody for extra candy. Daddy, we got this, chill,” she finished once more.

His head tilted to the side as he mumbled, “Got a response for everything. Stop laughing, mama. She’s not that funny. Everybody, come on. We out.”

Did you cackle? I hope so😜! Rio, wifey, and children are such a trip😆. Please be sure to show your girl love, my sweet babies💜🧡.

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[1-800-local-slut]

My Crazy Wife and Kids

Rio x Black! Fem! Reader

Warnings: bad parenting (not outrageous, they just don't know what their really doing), reader had a hard childhood, light child endangerment, arguing between reader and basically everyone, angst with a fluffy ending, the reader is Caribbean because I really understand the struggle of trying to understand Caribbean parents, mentions and allusions of smut, mentions of cancer, reader works as a pimp under Rio

Guess what's harder, raising three girls vs running a drug empire? Rio and his wife are the proud parents to three girls and struggle to raise them and change the way they were both raised

Please let me know if you enjoy, likes and reblogs are appreciated! Also I'm taking request for Rio and every character I write for, I wanna write more stuff for my baby daddy! <3

This is a long one lol

Important info: The oldest daughter is nine, the twins are seven

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The car was silent. The twins sat beside their oldest sister, Valentina. Amancia and Alvita squirmed in their seats while Valentina stole glances at the front of the car. Her father, Rio, kept his hands gripped on the steering wheel and his eyes glued forward as he drove them home from church.

Their mother had their iPads sitting in her purse. She'd taken them as punishment the moment they got back in the car. It felt like riding to your doom, sitting in the car with two angry parents like hers.

The sun beaming outside did nothing to ease her nerves, and the thought of winding down the window and risking sending her mother into a lecture was not one she was willing to act on.

Don't get it twisted; the girls were by no means treated awfully by their parents. But when you have an old-world Caribbean mother who still 100% believed in spankings, there's no telling what you're in for after a day of acting up.

The more familiar the streets got, the more anxious she got. Sure, she was supposed to just go to the bathroom and take the twins with her. But how could she resist taking a little walk outside? And how could she resist going to the corner store?

When they got back with bunches of (stolen) candy and got caught by a deaconess, Amancia decided that was the best time to bust out that swear word she heard their mom call some lady on the phone.

Amancia called her a cunt, and Valentina could feel her ass start to throb from the spanking they were about to get. Alvita bit the deaconess the moment she tried to grab the three of them.

It was over then.

They were sitting in the driveway now, and Valentina realized that Alvita had snot running down her nose and her hair that their mom perfectly styled that morning, and Amancia was staring off into space as if she accepted her fate.

Her mother cleared her throat as daddy turned off the car. He let out a weary sigh and ran a ringed hand over his face. Her mom cleared her throat and turned back to look at them.

"Go take a shower. Valentina, you first."

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"Why on God's green Earth did she call that woman a cunt? I don't know," his wife sighed as she wrapped the scarf around her hair.

"Because she heard you call that lady a cunt on the phone last month. I knew something was up; I saw her little ass twitching to use the word," Rio chuckled, opening the sheets for her to come into his arms.

"You think this is funny? I had to be the bad guy again," she asked as she crawled into his arms. The silk of their red sheets covered her, and the TV played Empire in the background. Rio reached over and turned off the bedside lamp. The large room was dark now and was only illuminated by the glow of Cookie Lyon beating her son with a broom.

"It's funny because that woman is a cunt. You know it, I know it, and Vita just said what we were thinking," he yelped, the pinch getting him hard.

"Yes, Sister Jefferson is a cunt. Our kids will respect authoritative figures." She was getting upset now. She shifted away from him slightly, and Rio didn't miss it. Rio wasn't sure what to say next, so he figured it was best to just agree.

"You're right."

"So why don't you act like it?" Silence.

"What do you want from me?" He asked after a moment.

"I want you to stop leaving me to punish our kids all alone. I know I pushed them from my pussy myself, but I didn't put them there alone. You just stood there like a fucking idiot while I dealt with them, and I'm sick of being the bad guy." During their confrontation with their three daughters and forcing them to call Sister Jefferson to apologize, Rio more or less stood there. In the past, she did ask him to not just be the fun parent, but sometimes it still slipped his mind.

"So you're mad I didn't yell at them? You're mad at me because I didn't chase them down with a stick or make them write out sentences 100 times? Don't piss me off." It wasn't that serious, was it? An annoyed huff was his answer.

"Yeah. The girls adore you, and I'm just the bitch who takes their shit and sends them to bed. Then you have the fucking audacity to say it was my fault she called that woman a cunt. What about you? You remember teaching our kids Spanish, yeah? So when you're going on and on swearing in a way that would kill your mother, you think they don't understand you. Come off it, you prick." She rolled even further from him now. He had a feeling she was pissed off earlier at dinner after she called the girls down and even after she tucked them all in.

"You wanna call me a prick louder, ma? Maybe Amancia will hear you and use that one next Sunday." It was a mistake, and he wanted to suck the words back into his throat. It was an intrusive thought that he didn't have time to stop from slipping out.

He could hear the craziness turning in her brain. He didn't just marry her for no reason; he married her because she could hold him down. And to hold Rio down, you have to be a bit crazy in your own right.

He was on the ground with a thud, and the TV was off.

"Did you just fucking push me?!"

She was silent now, the way he had been during the confrontation earlier.

"Hello? I know you hear me? Did you really just throw me onto the floor?" A pillow slammed into his chest, and he knew it meant he was not welcome back in this bed.

"So now we're just throwing each other off things, right?" More silence, as she pulled a pair of headphones onto her head, and he could hear the sound of the ocean bleeding through. Pulling an eye mask over her face, he just huffed and headed to the door.

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The sun shone through the kitchen as she chopped up sausages to make breakfast. It was 5:30 now, and the girls would be up soon. Where her fucking idiot of a husband was, she didn't really care. How dare he! Leave her alone with the kids?

It had been a while (nine years) since her first pregnancy. He wasn't as useless back then. And she knows she was not alone in that bed making that baby. She didn't want to do things the way she did.

Yes, she struggled at times to show affection, but that wasn't her fault. She didn't have a mom to show her how to hug or any older sisters to teach her how to be a girl. She had to learn about femininity from watching the older girls around her shitty neighborhood. Hell, until she met Rio she wasn't even sure about having kids.

When they asked where grandma was, the last thing she wanted was to explain was that her mom killed four people in a gang fight and that she herself was born in jail before she was released to her grandma who was hardly around. That she spent one day every weekend driving to a prison to see her mom. That even as a grown adult, she still gets collect calls from her mother and her husband sends money for her books and does whatever her can for her in jail.

It wasn't entirely her choice to keep the girls from their grandma. Grandma expressed no desire for them to know that she sold her whole life to kill four people.

Growing up the way she did, why did everyone just expect her to be a model mother over night? Good at all the emotional shit that came with kids? She wasn't and it was fucked that her dickhead of a husband may as well be a totem pole the way he just stands there sometimes. Behind her the fridge opened. Speak of the devil she supposed. Still she ignored him.

Since she was a fuck up, since everything he said was bad for the girls then it was better she didn't speak to his dumbass at all.

"Good morning baby." After 13 years of marriage his voice still made her wet. Still she relented.

"How did you sleep? It wasn't the best for me, my back hurt and I had to sleep on the couch. You wanna rub it out for me baby?" He was testing her, testing the waters to see if she was still steamed. He was very close to getting slapped with a pan.

Nothing from her as she poured three cups of lemonade for the girls who she heard moving around upstairs. Returning to the stove, she started scraping the food into three plates. She felt his hands creep up her sides.

"Look. Look baby, I'm sorry. I know you're not the best with being affectionate with the girls and I know you struggle to figure out how to go about things with them. But I want you to know we're a team. I'm gonna start acting like it baby." His apology was smooth and deep in her ear. Still she could hear the honesty in his voice and tears bubbled up in her eyes.

The girls had a lot to do today. From Valentina's dance classes after school, the Amancia has a piano class and Alvita has science classes at her advanced tutoring company after school. And knowing she wouldn't have to be pissed off at her husband all day was a lot better.

"It's hard. I want to be closer to them so bad but I can't. I don't know how to be a good mom, or how to comfort them or teach them anything that isn't violence. All the books and youtube videos in the world can't teach you how to be a parent. I want to think I'm doing good so bad. I would fucking die for my girls. I would kill for them and end up in jail right next to my momma for them and I just can't seem to prove that to them. And it would be a lot easier to have someone for them to be angry at instead of me when they do something wrong." She sniffled, whipping tears from her eyes and turning into his chest.

He smelt so good. Like leather and the Dark Temptation body wash she picked up for him last time she went to Target and she made a mental note to buy it again. His strong arms wrapped around hers and he pressed a kiss to her scarfed head. One hand rubbed her back while she cried.

"Mama, the girls love you. You are a great mother. Just by being here you do more than so many people who up and run. They look up to you like you're the Sun. You're the only mom they have and I can see that they wanna be just like you. I'm sorry that I was being the fun parent. You know my entire life, I said I would be there for my kids for the good and the bad. And I've just been sitting back for the bad like my grandpa did. He left my grandma to struggle with me and Nick.

For a long ass time I thought my grandma was just hard on me for no reason. Now I know it's the stress of having to be with someone who's only there half the time and I'm sorry I put you through that."

When he mentioned his grandma his voice cracked. She pressed a soft kiss to his shirtless chest and she nodded against him, wrapping her arms around his smooth frame. She ran her fingers over a small scar on his back that he got when he was putting the cribs up for the twins.

"I'm sorry I pushed you off the bed." One of the girls was using the toilet, while the shower turned on again and it sounded like one of them (probably Amancia) was still in bed and she knew she'd have to get her up soon. A deep chuckle resonated through him and sent tingles through her entire body.

"It's alright, I'm sorry I was being a prick."

He stole a piece of sausage from the scrambled eggs and popped it into her mouth. She chewed and swallowed before giggling.

"Shhhh, Amancia might hear you." She teased, and he smirked down at her in response.

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"Aw don't be pouty baby. You'll look so good in that tutu." Rio snickered, sipping from his wine glass and placing it back on their marble counter top. It was a mother daughter dance recital and she was less than thrilled to get this invitation. No actually. She was thrilled. She was thrilled to do something with her daughter, not with a fuck ton of people watching but she would never be ashamed to show off with her princess in front of the whole world.

Valentina was fidgeting around, doing little dance moves and dancing around with her little sisters. How could she say no to that? The woman would be prancing around on stage, matching pink tutu. She was married to a drug lord and helped run his empire with an iron fist. She wasn't used to being in the spot light and as ironic as it was.

"You don't have to do it if you don't want too."

The girls stopped playing. Valentina was standing in front of her mother who was sitting on a chair in front of their kitchen island. She looked like she felt bad for even asking and it put a knife in her heart. She realized then that she didn't hide her emotions as well as she hoped.

"No, no I want too! I was just thinking about how awful those other moms and daughters are gonna look dancing next to us. We're gonna eat them up, trust." Scooping up Valentina with a hug, she nibbled on her cheeks and kissed her silly. Her little princess squealed in delight and she twirled her around.

She needed a drink and a smoke. Rio chuckled as she pulled a cigarette out her pack and lit it. She stole a sip from his wine while she looked at the paper.

"Fuck, I can't make this rehearsal next week." She exhaled the smoke and Rio pushed the sliding door that led to the patio open next to her.

He slid into the seat next to her and heard the girls start up a round of Mario Kart. She rested a head on his shoulder and he wrapped an arm around her shoulder, pushing an ashtray towards her.

"That's the first one. What do you have?"

"I have a mammogram, and I pushed this one back twice already." Rio always got nervous when she had to go to the doctor for any reason. Especially when it was a titty doctor as he liked to call them.

"Yeah thats important. I'm sure Val will understand."

"I feel awful. You know my grandma had breast cancer, and I'm sure I'm okay but I need to be sure. I want to be here for the girls as long as I can without my tits trying to kill me." Rio rubbed her shoulders. He stood up, now standing behind her and rubbing her shoulder blades.

"Don't worry about it ma. I'll go for you." He joked, nuzzling his face into her neck. Her phone rang on the counter and she saw it was one of her girls. Was it ironic that she handled sex work for her husband when she'd just die if one of their daughters was a hooker? Yes. It was also ironic that she was concerned about her tits killing her when she was in the middle of a cigarette.

"Mhm, sexy." She chuckled, running her hand over his crotch before turning around to face forward and. Her bit his bottom lip, brown eyes basically fucking her.

"Hello?" His hands slipped down her sides and up to her chest. Her breath hitched and her legs twitched.

"Go do something with the girls and stop groping me Christopher."

"Ouch." He laughed before kissing her neck once more and slipping out of the room.

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"Why?" Rio glanced at his wife and back at Valentina.

"I don't want to go today." Valentina muttered while picking at the mac and cheese. Pulling her jacket on, she was preparing for the chill of approaching winter.

"What are we paying 400 dollars a month for then? I can't force you to enjoy it but you will go. Did something happen, is someone bothering you at those classes?" Rio questioned. His wife gave him a small glance as if to say 'thank you for stepping in'.

"Nothing happened at ballet. It was school." Valentina lightly kicked the bag with an engraved 'V' on it that they had custom made for her.

"People have bad days baby." Deep down he was worried. Oh God what if she got touched and didn't want to tell them and was running from ballet? What if she's being threatened with violence? What if she's been expelled and didn't want to say? That's just like Valentina not to tell them that. She mumbled something.

"Is someone bothering you? Is it a teacher? A student?" Rio asked putting down the rag he was using to wipe down the counter. Valentina looked down at the table. Now Rio was going to have to fight someones dad. Great, just what he needed.

"You can tell me whose bothering you or I can go down to that school and figure it out." Her mother, was now sitting next to Valentina and looking into her similarly brown eyes. They always looked so similar. Sometimes, when Rio looked at Valentina he felt like he was looking at baby pictures of his wife.

Then Rio noticed it. The small bruise on her arm. It was so small and the color of the bruise wasn't so bad that it was noticeable. Their kid got her ass kicked. He knew Valentina was always the more timid one of his kids, not like the fiery Alvita and calculating Amancia who never hesitated to strike (speaking off, he hoped they weren't fighting someone at after school right now) but he always thought she would never be in a fight. He didn't realize her timid nature would inspire someone's anger.

"V, did you get in a fight?" Tears filled her eyes and before he knew it his wife grabbed her car keys.

"It was Terra! It was Terra and I don't want to see her at ballet!" Terra. Of course it was that little cunt and her whore mom probably encouraged this. His wife has had beef with with Mrs. Lipston since last month at the last pool party they all got invited too by Mr. and Mrs. Kerian. Martha Lipston made her dislike of his wife's new swimsuit very well known to all the other moms.

She also made her approval of Rio's ability to open beers with his teeth very well known. Rio personally thinks Martha Lipston looks like a horror game monster with all her plastic surgery. She was just hating because his wife was fine as hell.

"Put your coat on and lets go." Her mom demanded. Rio glanced over, he knew where this was going. Because his mind was going there too, was actually thinking about planting drugs on Mr. Lipston and calling DCFS on them for child endangerment.

It was a whole family of assholes trust him, dude borrowed his fucking lawnmower and kept it for seven months. Who needs a lawnmower for seven months? He knew his shitty lawn wasn’t growing that fast. Rio refused to buy a new one and just let him keep it like his wife suggested.

Rio was really bugging out over his lawnmower too. He spent nights up, wondering what the hell he was doing with his lawnmower for so long. She’d wake up next to him, asking him if he was still worried about the damn thing? That lawnmower had emotional significance to him and he didn’t like it being gone for so long.

He insisted it was the principal and one morning Rio couldn’t see through the lawn and tripped on a rock. That was it for him, he had to beat down their front door as nicely as he could. Would you believe his lawnmower was broken? How do you break someone’s lawnmower? Why not just tell him that you broke his lawnmower? Rio had half a mind to take him to court over his lawnmower and almost did. That was the last time Rio tried to be neighborly to any of these people, it pushed him to give up on humanity itself.

"I don't want to go." Valentina sniffled and pushed her mac and cheese away.

"Some little white bitch isn't gonna beat the crap out of you, and you're not gonna do anything about it. No, you're going to smack the shit out of her and if her mom tries anything I'm slapping the implants out her chest." He could see the nerves from her. Deep down, his wife was doing this out of a place of fear.

Fear that her kids was gonna get hurt and next time hurt real bad. He remembers how they met too. It was high school, when she got into a fist fight with some girls who had been going back and forth with her and her friends for months.

When she got caught alone, she got knocked upside her head with a padlock and ended up with a mild concussion. He was in the nurses office because he was skipping class in there with a fake headache. When he heard about how she got hit but still held her own, he knew he needed some of that.

Even better was how a week later she hunted down each attacker and beat the snot out of them one by one. To her, the only way to be safe, was the be more dangerous then whatever was about to attack you.

"I'll get thrown out of ballet school mom, please just drop it." "

You'll go." She growled sternly and pulled her earrings from her ears She was ready for a fight but Rio could clearly see that his daughter was not. She must've been hit something fierce.

"I don't want to get kicked out!" Her tiny voice cracked and her mother stopped for a moment of hesitation.

"Enough. Just enough both of you. Valentina, your mother is doing this because she loves you. She wants that little girl to know she doesn't just walk all over you and get away with it. I'm not sorry to say in this house you don't get your ass beat that way and deliver no punishment.

You don't have to get her in class, but you will have to face her again. In school, ballet class or in the parking lot of your school. How you do it is up to you. Fight her, we can go to the school or whatever but don't take something like this laying down." Valentina looked down with a huff. He ran a hand over her small one and she glanced softly at it. Then he focused on his wife. She glanced down and was chewing on one of her nails.

"You know what I'm about to say. Our kid isn't a fighter like us and that's fine. We didn't fight because we wanted too, we fought because we had too every day. We had our share of people trying to whop our asses. You already know that we gave our girls a life where they don't have to fight every day. That's okay. That's what we wanted. You don't gotta force our girls into a life they don't want the way that happened to you. Okay?" She nodded, and looked guilty. Like she felt guilty about her fear of something happening to her little girl.

Rio glanced at the clock, and at this point they were late to ballet. The clock ticked away. Nails scratched away at the counter and Rio waited for one of them to say something. Valentina broke the silence.

"I want to get back at her. But I can't stop thinking about the consequences. What if she tells on me? Or I get kicked out of ballet?"

"So what if she does? If someone hits you, you hit them back. I promise we will not be mad at you no matter what you do baby." Valentina silently nodded.

"I'll get her tomorrow morning in math." Valentina's mother ran her hands through her daughters braids and pulled her into a hug. Rio couldn't fight the smile that spread across his lips. He would count this as a win in the dad book.

"Okay. Do whatever you have to do for you. And keep your head up no matter what."

An understanding from the mother who always felt she knew best for her kids. Some fight put into their daughter. An ass whopping tomorrow morning. Maybe they weren't the best parents yet, but at least they were getting somewhere.

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Tell Tale Signs

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“Is daddy gonna make it?” Isabella your daughter asked as she watched you put on your makeup 

“Yes he is baby”

She looks down at her tablet “There’s only 1 hour left”

“Do you want to call him?” you ask not wanting to be pestered until Rio finally made it home

“YAH!” She nods excitedly 

You hand your phone to her letting her take the lead. She puts in the code and proceeds to call him via facetime. 

“Y/N” He called your name this being the first time you called him in 2 weeks he was hoping you were waving the white flag.

“DADDY!”

“Ah princessa how are you baby girl?”

“Daddy where are you?”

“I’m on the way see?” He shows the cars passing by on the highway 

“HI UNCLE NICK!” she greets Nick who was driving 

“HI ISABELLA!” he greets with the same enthusiasm 

“Daddy it’s getting late and we have reservations at 6:00”

Rio chuckles “I know princessa, I’m right around the corner I’ll be there in 15 minutes I promise” 

“Okay” Isabella beams happy with his response “You wanna talk to mommy?”

“Let's let daddy and Uncle Nick drive okay? Drive safe see you when you get here” you say dryly before hanging up the phone. You didn’t want to hear what he had to say; he just needed to be on time. 

“Go check on your brother tell him daddy will be here in 15 minutes”

“Okay!” 

You chuckle to yourself as you watch her skip out the room. 

Keeping true to his word, he arrived in 15 minutes you had already put out the clothes he was going to wear. Nothing was said between you two when he arrived he simply stripped out of his normal jeans and tee attire and put on his formal clothes minus the tie. By the time he stepped out of the room you and the kids were in the car waiting. 

“Daddy are we gonna make it in time?” Isabella asked just as he opened the door to get in

“Yes Bella(Her nickname)”

“Okay good!” Isabella had picked up her fathers neuroticism over timeliness so much so that she was prompting you to start getting ready 5 hours before you were to leave the house. You and Marcus being the ones who would often drag or be late.

The car ride is filled with Marcus and Isabella telling Rio about their week, when that died down and the kids retreated back to their phones/tablets Rio turned to look at you. No matter how angry he was at you, he still never ceased to be amazed at your beauty. 

“Hanging up on me now?” He asked 

You look up from your phone and at him you shrug and continue with your Sudoku game. Maybe if you remain silent it won’t fuel this battle you two had going on. 

You two had gotten into it 2 weeks prior over the fact that you accused him of prioritzing his business more than his family. The only reason you said that was because he had been gone for a little over 3 weeks, and no matter how much you urged him to come home even for a day he would always say he couldn’t and he would be home soon. So as soon as he walked in your home the tension was so thick, it didn’t take 10 minutes before you two were going at each other. You accused him of putting his business first over you and the kids, he accused you of having such an expensive taste for clothes and shoes that if he didn’t ‘prioritize the business’ you guys would have been out of home and food in a month. And from there you two have been at odds. Him withdrawing from you and you doing the same. The tell tale signs when Rio is mad at you, is when he withdrew his words of love and affirmation, he treated you like a business partner straight to the point. ‘No hey mama, baby, reina, nena, straight Y/N.’ The tell tale signs when you are mad at him is when you withdraw your kisses, hugs, back scratches, cuddles, etc  but you were still willing to talk to him and say I love you even if he didn’t want to at the time. 

Dinner goes well, the kids didn’t realize that you two hadn’t said more than 10 words to each from time you all left the house to your return back to the house. 

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“Mommy can I watch minions?” Bella asked 

“Yes babygirl, but after you gotta go to sleep”

“Awww” she pouts

“It’s late Bella it’s 8, it’s technically your bedtime now” 

“Thanks” she smiles showing her toothless grin you kiss her on the forehead before you leave her room. 

“But mommy”

You put your hand up and she stops  “You can watch minions but to sleep right after”

Rio and Marcus had retreated to the backyard where they were playing soccer. You look at them through the kitchen window and smile while you put the food away. Marcus had become so skilled he was now beating his dad at 1:1 games. 

By the time their game was over you had gone to the basement to your entertainment room and put on a movie to watch. When you hear Rio walk down the basement steps your stomach knots up. You were hoping he had found something to entertain himself with, far away from you. 

“I don’t even know, weird hard to follow” you comment refusing to look at him.

“What you watching?”

“Dune”

“Is it good?” 

“Feet hurt?” He comments noticing you wiggle your feet back and forth under the blanket

He takes a seat on the other side of the sectional, “Mind if I rewind it?”

“No might help me understand what the fuck is going on”

He chuckles and picks up the remote. You offer some fruit off your fruit bowl before you get comfortable on your side of the sectional. 

“A little” Louboutin's are definitely not made for walking 

“Want me to rub them” he offers

“No I’m good” you shut him down immediately 

“Y/N” You hear your name

He sucks his teeth. This is his way of extending the olive branch, plus he is reaching his limit of touch deprivation. You don’t even think to react to that as far as you were concerned, he hit below the belt. You would never shop till he ran out of money, you would never put your kids lively hood at risk over a fucking shoe or bag. In fact most of the time when you did go ‘shopping’ you left without anything, but since he was gone so much he wouldn’t know. 

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“Hmm” You hum realizing you were asleep and had no interests in waking up

“Lets go to bed”

You clear your throat “I’m good here” you adjust slightly pulling the blanket higher to cover your arms 

“Why’d I buy that big ass bed and expensive ass mattress if all you wanna do is sleep on the couch?” he complained because the past few days you were sleeping in the basement. 

You hear him suck his teeth again, “you want me to carry you?” he asks getting ready to scoop you up

You open your eyes  “NO!” you turn to look at him, he now had a brow raised with a confused look “I mean, no” You pause “I’m good here thanks” it’s not that you didn’t want to but if he did carry you, you would have given in and you simply were willing to die on this hill that was fortified with evidence and facts. Rio had been prioritizing the business too much lately and it was affecting you and the kids. 

You glare at him before speaking “I’ll pay you back then, first thing Monday morning your money will be in your account” you turn over “bout to nickel and dime me over every little thing” you mumble, not low enough though because he hears it 

Rio scoffs in disbelief and looks away from you, turning his body away as you wiggle your way deeper into the cushions. When he turns back around without a second thought he lifts you from the couch. 

“Christopher, I said I don’t want you to carry me! Put me down!” you complain as he starts walking “CHRISTOPHER PUT ME DOWN!” you demand this time hitting his back. A sharp gasp exits your lips from the stinging sensation you felt on your ass cheeks

“OW CHRISTOPHER!” Another slap this time you move your hands to cover them, thinking more slaps were coming your way 

“Shut.the.fuck.up Y/N” he warns with a stern voice 

You decide its best to do so until you aren't in a vulnerable position. You look at your house as he carries you to your bedroom, making mental notes to get batteries for the clock on the wall, and have the kids remove their excess shoes from the door. 

When you make it to your room Christopher drops you on the king sized bed, hard enough to cause your body to bounce, before you could even react, he had grabbed your ankle roughly tagging you to the edge of the bed hovering over you, his hands holding your wrist against the bed. 

You huff and puff as you look up at him “can you let me go?” his nostrils are still flaring, the vein on his forehead still present indicating he was pissed! 

“Check your attitude” he speaks slowly 

You roll your eyes “I don’t have an attitude, if you had just let me sle..” 

He cuts you off “You know we need to talk!” 

“Hey Marcus everything okay?” You ask as you straighten up, playing coy, this wasn’t the first or the last time Marcus and/or Isabella would interrupt something intimate so you both had enough practice to fool the kids that nothing of the sorts was happening. 

“Okay say what you gotta say?” you ask curtly

“Y/N, I’m not doing this shi..” before he could finish there was a knock on the door, both of you turned to look at it  “Come in!” you yell causing Rio to shoot you a look, before getting away from you. The door opened and Marcus stood by it. 

“Yes, I was wondering if it would be okay for me to get on the game dad”

Christopher looked at the clock “Yea its cool buddy, only an hour though its 11, if you’re not off by 12am I’m taking it from you for a week”

You had used Marcus’s interruption to your advantage and moved from the bed to the closet where you were beginning to undress and change into your night clothes.  

“Yesss! Thanks dad good night love you both”

“Love you too!” 

“Can I help you?” You ask as you glare at Christopher through the mirror

You huff and roll your eyes “Fine”

“We weren't done talking”

You remove your earrings “I have nothing to say to you”

He sucks his teeth again “So what? You want us to stay together and not talk to each other or touch each other”

You turn to face him “I’m not the one that was away for almost a month, you asking the wrong mother fucker” the next second your back hit the wall with a small thud, Rio had grabbed you by the arm when you were walking away from him. “OW WHAT THE FUCK CHRISTOPHER!” you were exaggerating he didn’t hurt you but he did startle you.

He pulls you close to him, so close you can smell the pineapple in his breath. Through a clenched jaw he reminds you “What your fucking mouth Y/N” 

“No” he cuts you off again

“We gotta talk about this shit Y/N” he stresses

“I know that!”

“So why you avoiding it?”

“I’m not! You said what you had to say, I made the decision it’s best for me to look for a job, part time and th..” 

You sigh “Christopher,”

You take a step back “No? What do you mean no?”

He releases your arm and steps back as well “You ain’t gotta do all-a-that” 

“Y/N”

You throw up your arms “Well what do you want me to do? I’m funding my luxury habits, so I don’t get what the big deal is?” 

“Okay” you respond dryly no need to go back and forth, the decision was already made, you sit down on the small bench in your shared closet

He rolls his shoulders back “I said no Y/N”

“Why?”

“You don’t need to that’s why”

You hated how everything just had to be his way. He had to be in control of everything. Even the kids picked up on it and sometimes would ask him permission to do things before even informing you, only telling you after the fact that ‘dad said no or yes’. 

He looks at you for a bit before sitting down next to you glad that you went ahead and bought the bench even though he had protested against it “We need to collaborate here, lets both compromise mama” he speaks in a much more loving tone

You turn to look at him “What’s your compromise going to be? You won’t prioritze business? For how long? Like maybe 3-4 months then it’s back to business as usual? I don’t care if you ignore me, I don’t matter, I’m an adult. I am fine, but when you don’t come back for almost a month. The kids start asking questions about our relationship status and how they know kids whose parents aren’t together and..” you look up at the ceiling to stop the tears from slipping, you turn to look at him “Just think about the kids okay?” It wasn’t only the kids that were concerned about his whereabouts, you were too. You know this business, you know it comes with long days, nights, hours, you know that eventually it will be hard for him to resist temptation because a man is a man, is a man, no matter who the man is. So for him to be gone for so long with barely any communication from him had your mind racing through all types of scenarios. Maybe he’s dead and someone took his phone, maybe he was injured, maybe he was with another woman.

He dropped his head and looks back up at you reaching to wipe the single tear rolling down your face  “I’ll do better mama,” he promises

You offer a smile “Thanks that’s all I ask, and I won’t shop so much" you offer hoping this was the end of it and you two could move on 

That caused Rio’s chest to tighten. He didn't want you to compromise that much, and you were right it had bothered him that there was a new box of Louboutin's, Gucci, Yves Saint Laurent, Jimmy Choos, or whatever luxury bag/shoe/jewelry was in the closet, every time he came back. He didn’t mind you having expensive taste but he wouldn’t lie at some point he was convinced you were gonna shop him into the ground.  But to sell the things that you liked, he wasn’t about to go for it. 

He looks “Nah you ain’t gotta do that”

“You said it cause it bothered you or you wouldn’t have said it at all, really it’s okay Christopher, I’m running out of space anyway” you look around your closet “Might sell a few things also” 

He nods as he looks around a slight chuckle leaving his lips as he notices you were starting to encroach on his side of the closet. He turns to look at you and you smile at him. 

“Nah don’t do that either”

You sigh, he was now making things complicated “I honestly don’t mind there are shoes in here that I haven’t worn or hate now so I can just sell them, no big deal” you shrug 

“Okay I’m gonna remove my makeup” You announce before getting up and walking to the bathroom. 

“Are we okay now?”

He nods a smile spreading across his lips “yea we good” 

Rio had followed behind and undressed, heading straight to the shower since he had no time to freshen up.  

You absentmindedly complete your skin care routine humming a song you heard on the radio. By the time you were finishing up, so was Rio that man never took long showers. 

“Mmm look at you” he comments as he comes up behind you with a towel around his waist pulling you closer so you were flush against his already semi hard dick. 

“Look at me, look at you!” You flirt as you look at him from the mirror. Water dripping down his chest, down to his abs, then to his v-line, his dick causing the towel to stretch. 

“I missed you reina”

“Missed you too” you say softly as you watch his hands meticulously glide down your thighs, a grab here a grab there, Rio pulled you even more flush against him releasing a deep moan from the sensation.  His hands start to inch their way up grabbing at your breasts, Rio rocking his hips into you before he slipped his hands under your tank top. You watch as he dips his head by your collar bone, heavy breathes in your ear, inhaling taking in your scent before he starts to give you wet kisses on the neck traveling from side to side, sometimes pausing to lick and bite down before moving to the next spot. You watch as he pushes your underwear down your thighs, you complete the rest of the task and shimmy off of them, you watch as he pushes the tank top up pulling it off of your body, leaving you naked. He takes a step back and hits your ass one time before resuming position, this time minus the towel. You watch as he caresses your body he’s so caught up in what he’s doing he doesn’t know he has an audience. Hell you didn’t even notice how turned on you were getting until his hand dipped between your thighs and grazed over your sensitive clit almost making you collapse. You whimper as he proceeds and a grunt comes from him as he feels just how slick you are. 

“Gotta lot of making up to do mi reina”

You whine as he applies more pressure that was enough for him to look up and see you biting your lip scratching at his arms. You nod in agreement. That’s all he needed and with that he kept his word, the next day all those mental to-do lists that you had told yourself were simply not getting done. You spent the majority of the day on the couch or on the bed. 

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HC of Rio Helping You Through a Panic Attack

A/N: here’s a short little hc for you guys :)

• you knew it was coming all day

• you could feel yourself worrying and stressing about everything around you

• you knew eventually the damn would break

• and it did

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• you were sitting on the couch, silent tears running down your face

• your lungs were struggling to get air

• the world around you was spinning

• and that’s how he found you

• crying on the couch, struggling to breathe

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• he immediately knew something was up by the lack of greeting when he walked through the door

• when he got closer, he understood what was happening

• this wasn’t the first time this had happened

• it probably wouldn’t be the last

• all he knew was it scared the shit out of him to see you like that

• so he did whatever he could

~~~

• he ran to the kitchen to grab you some water

• and when he got back he cupped your face with his hands, forcing you to look at him

• his thumbs wiped at your tears as he slowly spoke

• at first he didn’t know what to say

• so he just started talking about how much he loved you

• and then he was able to start calming you down and getting you to control your breathing

• once you were able to breathe, he took a sigh of relief

• tears still clouded your vision, but he continued to wipe them away

• he just held you and told you how much he loved you until you were able to calm down

~~~

• once you calmed down he had you tell him what got you so worked up

• so you told him everything

• how you felt the whole day

• and about the final straw that caused the attack

• he just sat there and listened until you were done

• when you finished talking he made sure to remind you that everything would be okay, and offered to help in any way he could

• he knew it wasn’t a perfect solution, but he had no clue about what else to do

• but it was enough for you

• just knowing he was there for you when you needed him and he always would be

* that was enough to keep you calm

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[ingeniousmindoftune]

His Promise ✑ Part Two.

Warning(s): Age Gap, mentions of bodily fluids, consensual sex between teen/older male, violence, triggering subjects, mentions of harassment, bullying, and/or sexual violence against minors (not by Rio!), physical assault, dark humor, and who knows what else…

Must be 18*. DO NOT INTERACT if you’re underaged.

Part one :

Description//: In which Rio was your father’s close friend, until your father was locked up and in order to pay him back for taking a wrap for him, he sets out to take you in after your fathers arrest.

You pulled your long sleeves down on your pajama top, walking over and having a seat on the couch next to him. “Yes.” You answered, he nods. “Good, listen, I’m rarely here. I don’t have many rules- all I ask is that you keep everything clean, organized and like you left it- Clean up behind yourself and we won’t have an issue. I am usually gone a lot taking care of business. So while I’m away, I got you a car to get around in. I do not want anyone in my home, no one even knowing you staying here. Is that understood?” You were taken back by his kindness but you also knew there was another side to him and him not wanting people in his home or knowing you were here, not to mention the gun he has on the table in front of you- it was a red flag. “Okay, are you into something illegal?”

“That's nothing for you to be worrying your little head about , mama. Why don’t you go and do some homework or something?”

You brushed the back of your neck. “I did all of that already in study hall, but I mean it kind of is my business. I’m living with you and the same criminal shit landed my father in prison.” Rio chuckled brushing the skin between his thumb and index finger. “So you one of those kids huh? Racing to get everything done so you can have play time when you get home?” His eyes landed on yours as his head rested on his couch. “Sorta. But you didn’t answer me.”

“Look, mama. I’m a grown ass man. I don’t answer to children. What I do with my life has nothing to do with you.”

Pushing himself off the couch. “I’m hungry, how about you?” Rio asks. You raised an eyebrow, “We just ate.” He shrugged, standing up to grab his phone off the island. “I’m a big man. I eat.” You pushed your oversized pajama shirt down more as it crept up and your thighs showed, Rio couldn’t help but notice your discomfort. “I have some pants you could put on if you want?” You chuckled nervously. “Please.” He nods his head, standing up. “I’m ordering pizza and wings. Sound good?” You smiled. “Sounds perfect.”

“Hey, Open the door! That’s probably the pizza delivery guy.” Rio shouted from up the stairs as he scanned through his dresser drawer looking for some comfy pajama pants for you to put on. Finding some, he jogged down the stairs, she was being handed the pizza and wings. He paid the delivery guy and shut the door once he practically shoved him out after he was making googly eyes at you, obviously you weren’t paying much attention. “What he say to you?”

You looked up from the pizza box as you grabbed a big slice. “Nothing, just told me the price. Why?”

Rio handed you the pants. You thanked him, sliding one foot on at a time, putting them on, you pulled them up and rolled the top half of it down so they wouldn’t be too big on you. “No reason, just didn’t like the way he kept eyeing you.” He grabbed two plates. Placing some wings on his and two slices of pizza, he bit into it leaning over on the island. “When was the last time you been to your father’s gym?”

“Before it was shut down.” You answered wiping the corners of your lips with a paper towel.

Rio nods as he swallowed some of the pizza. “What you mean it was shut down?” You dipped your wings back in the sauce, swirling your wings around, your face rested on your shoulder. “My dad couldn’t keep it up anymore, money was tight. He had to choose between keeping me in private school or his gym. He choose my schooling.” Rio frowned. “I’m sorry to hear that, I know how much he loved that gym- how much you loved it.” You shrug. “It’s life. Always throwing curveballs.” You took a bite of your honey barbecue wings. “Yeah well, it does but you gotta forget the bullshit Y/n and take back whats yours.”

“Yeah, maybe.”

You finished eating, your eyes scanning the plate as if you were in deep thought. “I should be getting to bed. I have school tomorrow.” You hopped off the stool, grabbing your plate to wrack it out. “You’re not going tomorrow. You’re taking a sick day, I have plans for you and me.. And are you so sure you want to go back to that school?”

“What you mean? There’s nothing wrong with my school.”

Rio folded his arms. “Oh come on. I saw how you was walking around there. Head held low, those kids throwing bottles at your head. What’s going on? I know you can fight, I’ve seen you fight. Your father taught you well. And you used to be bold, what’s going on?” Your eyes scanned the plate again, before looking up at him. He just stared into your eyes like he was seeing stars. An odd feeling in your stomach, you felt safe but also nervous. He made you nervous. You were about to speak when his phone rung. He groaned, picking up the phone. “What, Elizabeth?!” He shouted in frustration

“I’ll excuse myself.” You stood to your feet to give him some privacy.

You knew how rude it was to be near someone when they were taking a phone call, you sat peacefully on the couch and ate your food while you laughed at Ava on Abbott Elementary. A new show you’d found and come to love. You loved everybody but Ava was truly your favorite. “I said that I would get in contact with you when I can, don’t call me again.” He slammed his phone down on the island causing you to jump from the loud impact. He groaned, walking around the island, he plops down on the couch next to you. “Now, where were we?”

“Rio, it’s honestly no big deal. It’s just the man my dad killed happens to be the most popular girl in schools uncle. So everybody been giving me grief.”

Rio leaned forward. “You want me to handle it?” You shook your head no. You didn’t need one more person making your life hell, wiping your hands with wet ones, you smiled softly at Rio. Taking off your glasses, you laid them on the coffee table. “So, whose Elizabeth?” You ask him with a small smile, “Your girl?”

“Does it sound like she’s my girl?”

You laugh. “Who knows with you, you’re a little passive aggressive.” He raised an eyebrow then laughs. “I guess, I am. But no, she’s not my girlfriend. I don’t have girlfriends or women In my life like that. Beth is a colleague.” Propping his arm up on the back of the couch. You pulled your knees up to your chest, you yawned as you felt yourself becoming sleepy. It had been a long day. School was one hell of a day. “I’ll let you get some rest. I have to step out but I’ll see you in the morning. All right?” You nod your head, you laid down on the couch. “Lying on the couch?” You nod. “Mhm, I find myself sleeping better on a couch then a bed lately.” Understanding, he picks up the throw and lays it on your body. “Goodnight, Y/‘N.”

————————- The Next Morning.———————

Rio took a sip from his water as he stared out at the view of his home that overlapped the beach and city, he placed the water down on the table beside him as he heard you moving around on the couch. Turning his head slightly, he looked at you through the corner of his eyes. “Good, you’re awake. Why don’t you get dressed in the clothes I laid out for you in the room and we can get an early start.”

“Okay.” You yawned, stretching as you sat up.

He turned his body around completely giving you a quick look over before he walks into the kitchen, placing his water back in the refrigerator. After a long while of talking to his people on the phone and getting everything sorted for your surprise today, he was interrupted by you clearing your throat. “I’m ready.” Rio quickly hung up the phone as he looks at you. You were dressed in black dress with some fresh new kicks he’d gotten for you, your braided hair was now down and your lips was glossy from the Vaseline you found in the closet. “You look beautiful. Spitting image of your mother to be exact.”

“You knew my mother?”

He nodded his head. “Yeah, remember I used to be in your father’s gym all the time. So, when she would come, I would see her. But, let’s get going though. We have a long day ahead of us and I wanna get us breakfast.” You nod, following him out the house. He tossed you the keys. “You’re driving.” You smiled, rushing around to the driver side door of his black g-wagon. Backing out the driveway, you followed his directions. “Where we headed?”

“Same diner we ate at yesterday then from there, you and me gonna have a little workout.” You chuckled. “Work out?”

“Workout.” He repeated.

——-

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[ughdontbeboring]

Salon

Rio x woc YN

Rio just being proactive

warnings: fluff, getting braids (lmfao iykyk), gun

note: I literally just got my hair done and FUCK it’s tight as shit and I’ve been having to take motrin. I can’t believe how tight this shit is. It’s prob bc I haven’t gotten braids in a year. I was half asleep tearing for this when I wrote this with my tight ass braids. So basically it’s bullshit but it’s my bullshit so enjoy!!

YN typed away on her iPhone, the sound of her nails tapping the screen blending into the salon noise as Milly ran her fingers through her freshly washed and blow dried hair. She texted the young shop owner last minute when she woke up to a surprise trip from her man. The two of them would be in the Caribbean by the weekend. 2 days more. 

So braids was a must if she wanted to enjoy it worry free, she did not want to spend it messing with her hair the whole time, even her curls were a hit and miss when humidity was involved. 

Milly moved her appointments around for the young women who was willing to pay double just for the inconvenience.

She smiled as a text notification popped up. Her girlfriends confirming for a girls night tonight before she left for vacay. This was going to be a great week. They would see Marcus tomorrow for the day before they left and get him the day after they came back. Her family was also coming into town when they got back. The week was going to be filled with the people she loved and she couldn’t be more thankful. 

Milly was half way done with her braids when she heard the bell ding at the front of the salon while she was talking with the stylist. They were discussing what colors to add at the front. Maybe a little bit of light blue or bright pink. 

It was a moment before she realized the salon was now quiet and there was movement she caught from the corner of her eye coming their way. A chill ran through her at the familiarity of the smooth walk. 

She bite her lip to fight the smile as she slowly turned to her right to the tall slender man in all black staring down at her intently. He had his beanie on, the winter slowly fading but taking longer then expected. Hence his reason for a vacay. 

“Hey mama” 

She couldn’t fight it anymore, the grin that broke out on her face would make you think she hadn’t just seen the man this morning before he left the house. 

“Ok chesein!” Milly said teasingly

YN suck her teeth before rolling her eyes. Milly stepped back to allow the couple some privacy. YN could feel all the eyes in the salon on them. It was bad enough Alan was here with her, standing not far away in the waiting area constantly watching everything. The large man grabbing the all the woman’s attention for very different reasons then Rio was right now. 

The women (other then Milly) looked at Alan, the big beefy man with curiosity, they looked at Rio with lust and jealousy. She could tell the stares were filled with hunger for him, his money and his power. 

“Hey baby” she smiled sweetly at him as he leaned forward, his hands resting on the arm rest as he gave her a quick passionate kiss. 

No care in the world for the stares. 

“How you doing mama?” He asked as he pulled back slightly. 

She laughed a little.

“Baby you just seen me this morning, like 3 hrs ago” 

“Just checking on my girl”

He leaned up straight as he reached into his pocket pulling out a pack of motrin. The pack lightly held in between his fingers as he held it out to her. 

“Oh baby! Thank you, you didn’t have to bring this all the way here” she exclaimed while grabbing his hand to pull him closer for another kiss. 

“Don’t worry about it mama” Rio replied before pecking her lips again. 

“What you trying to say Rio?” Milly asked with faux offensive.

He laughed that laugh YN loved, raising his hands up in defense.

“Nothing Milly, just being proactive”

“Hmmmm sure”

“Oh yea” He said before reaching into his pocket again. A stack of cash that was easily almost 3 times what Milly charges came into view as Rio held the folded up money towards them.

“Wait, no Rio I brought money-“ 

“Yea not happening mama”

“Rio” she protested.

“Girl hush” Milly said jokingly as she stuffed the money into her bra. YN rolled her eyes before looking at Rio. If the women weren’t drooling before YN knew they were fucking salivating now.

He leaned forward again, pecking her lips.

Their faces were close as he gave her a pointed look. Most likely for her not to argue with him over this. He knew she was independent but he loved to spoil his baby. 

“Be good, yea?” He asked biting his lip.

She had to push down the butterflies that started to swarm in her tummy. 

“Yea” she answered in almost a daze.

“Good girl, I’ll see you at home mama” he said before standing up straight and walking backward toward the door. His eyes never leaving hers. If he could have his way right now she would be leaving with him but he knew she didn’t play about her hair. Next time he’ll have to clear his morning so he could sit with her. He nodded and dapped up Alan, let him know he’ll hit him up in a little as Mick opened the door for him and they stepped back into chilly afternoon.

“Did he have the money?” Rio asked

“Not all of it”

“So no?”

“No” Mick answered.

Rio clicked his tongue as he slid into the passenger side of the G wagon. He placed the gun on his lap before sending YN a quick I love you text. 

“Let’s go handle this then” 

x

X

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[fckwritersblock]

Like A Moth To A Flame..

Rio x black reader

Finally added something to my Fall For You Challenge | Collection so boom! I did a big girl thing

Description: you and Rio have been dancing around each other for long enough. That ends tonight. 

Warning: none other than the obvious. Smut. My page comes with an 18+ warning automatically .Minors do not engage

Was literally listening to that’s the way love goes by Janet Jackson so I incorporated it into whatever this is lmao. Anywho felt rushed but i been sitting on this for like a month so. Here you go

Also! Like 3 lines are inspired by something I read and it stuck with me. I know I liked/reposted it and can’t find it for the life of me. Will know it when I see it! And I’m still looking! But if it sounds familiar ( really the author would know), please tell me so I can credit them! Please, please, pleaseeee

"I tell you how good you look in that dress today?“

There it was. The butterflies that you feel erupt every single time he compliment you. Which is often. Rio, as gangsta as he was, was an absolute sweetheart. Charismatic. And boy did he have a way with words.

It wasn’t that you weren’t used to compliments. They didn’t bother you, and though you could be awkward sometimes accepting them from people, you always appreciated them. However, when Rio complements you, it sends a shock straight to your vagina every single time.

It was something about the way he would look at you, the tone in his voice, how genuine he sounded. He had the kind of voice than made everything he sits sounds smoother than cream cheese on your bagel. The simplest sweetest thing could have you dripping almost instantly. He made you feel wanted.

“Yeah?”

Making your way over to elevator upon entering the Skyrise, you press the number to the 12th floor and before turning to him with a smile.

“Yeah,” he continued to take you in, finger tips grazing tip of the dress. “I especially love the way it looks against your brown skin. ”

You tried your best to keep the tremble out of the breath you released. Rio’s eyes locked on yours as he spoke.

“Definitely suits you. You look all ethereal and shit.”

“Thank you Rio,” you looked away shyly loving the way he made your heart do things.

You watched as his tongue came out to wet his lips, your eyes zoned in on the moistened flesh. You quickly turned to step into the elevator, Rio following suit.

When you got off work a mere half an hour ago, Rio surprised you and had waited for you to get off work and offered to drive you home. He knew sometimes you’d walked home from there salon and in true Rio fashion, wanted to make sure you got home safe. Of course the two of you ended up at a mom and Pop diner to pick up a to go order he apparently already called in. He would’ve taken you somewhere else, but he noticed you had heels on and had probably been standing all day so he wanted you to be able to be comfortable and relax in your own home. He also knew sometimes you weren’t able to eat when work got a little crazy. It was prom and graduation season after all which meant everybody and they mama needed their hair done. He couldn’t let you go hungry right?

The two of you held a pretty effortless conversation and made small talk on their journey to back to your place after picking up food. Reaching for the doorhandle once he pulled up and stopped the car, you stop remembering that if you open the door Rio would lose his shit. It wouldn’t be the first time he had first that you open over opening your own door. That was something you learned by the end of date two. While you guys had been officially dating for the past 5 months you have learned that Rio was determined to make sure you felt like a woman. That you never had to worry about any thing. From opening the door to bills which, he does sometimes go behind your back to cover. It’s not that you didn’t mind him paying but you had let him know real quick that you had your own. But mama didn’t raise no fool, and you be stupid not to take the cash when he gave it to you.

And you weren’t stupid, you knew exactly what he was into. While you mind your business, you knew enough.

“Thank you you for picking up and getting me something to eat.”

“It’s nothing mama. You know I got you.”

The ride up to your unit was silent for some reason the tension in the elevator begin to rise. Something was clearly on his mind and it was practically screaming at you. You unlock the door and welcome him in, not saying a word. Slipping off your shoes and putting your purse and keys on the counter you begin to do little things to make yourself more comfortable and at home. And he observed the way he normally did. Not saying much, just watching it. Finally you sat down munching on a few fries after you set your food and his on the coffee table. Without pause you placed your feet in his laps as you queued Alexa. Shortly after you sound in Jazmine Sullivan could be her through the speaker creating some background noise for the two of you. He often indulged in a lot of your shows but you didn’t really feel like watching anything right now. He just wanted to pick his brain a little bit.

“What’s on your mind?”Rio only raised an eyebrow feigning ignorance causing you to roll your eyes. “You had this funny look on your face for a minute now and as normal as you been trying to act since you picked me up, I could tell something was up.“

“You think you know me now?”

“Mmhmmm, I do. So what is it?” You tilted your head to the side taking a sip of your water.

For a moment he said nothing. All he did was smirk, loving your confidence and how well you knew him. That’s what he loved about you. The way you learned him, the way you genuinely cared about him. He’d be an idiot not to fall for you. And he had. Hard. Five months be damned.

But the problem here wasn’t Rio.

It was you.

And it wasn’t that he minded you getting yours. He wasn’t selfish by any means. Watching you get off, got him off. The way you came undone just from his touch. His finger curling into you, to you. The way you melted in his mouth.

He loved pleasing you.

The problem was you were holding back and he couldn’t fathom why. Rio knew women. He was extremely good at reading them. And Rio knew you. What made you laugh. Smile. That you loved fries with your ice cream. You were big on family. You hated the color yellow. He even knew you had a tell. Whenever you you told the smallest lie -all when it came to how you were feeling- you’d look to the left, even if only for a moment. He knew that Janet Jackson ‘That’s The Way Love Goes’ was your favorite song. Ironic because the two of you were drawn to each other like a moth to a flame.

So what was your issue?

"I been tryna call you all day," he finally spoke as he began to massage your feet a bit.

“Oh.”

“Oh? Why you playing with me?” Hey question while slightly moving to the back of your calf massager there as well.

Ain’t no body playin’ with you Rio. I was busy. As you have been the past 2 months.”

Shots fired.

You know he had ‘business’ quote to handle so the past few months the visits and dates, phone calls, and text messages were real scarce. Still, it wouldn’t have heard for him to reach out more. But you weren’t together so you didn’t wanna be that clingy ass girl.

“Oh so that’s what got your panties in a bunch.” You rolled your eyes at his smart remark while he grinned.

"You must have a problem cuz I don’t. If my panties were in a bunch, I wouldn’t have gotten in the car- Rio!” He had quickly taken that foot you nudged him with and pulled you closer,smoothly transitioning himself between your legs. He braced himself with one arm on the side of the couch the other placed on the side of your head.

“I missed you too, ma.” He inched his mouth closer to yours. You bit your lip when you felt his breath from his words, "and there ain’t no problem. I'm ready to finish working on us. I just need you to say it.”

With that his lips were softly placed on yours. Tongues were clashing with one another, missing the feel of his on yours. One of his hands began to travel lower, running from the top to bottom of your belly, caressing the soft skin.

"Dilo" He coaxed as his tongue made swirls along your neck while he ground his hips into you.

You could feel his hand under your skirt, slowly making its way between your thighs. Your heart started beating faster knowing what he was getting ready to do.

“Shit you drippin’. like this already? I’ve barely touched you yet.”

“Say it.” His index and ring finger ghosted over you clit through the thin lace panties you wore. Rio, being arrogant ass he was , knew you wanted. Still, he wanted to hear you say. He wouldn’t have it any other way. But it was driving him fucking crazy. He could practically smell your arousal.

“Rio,” you moaned out. “I can’t.”

“That don’t really sound like you can’t ma,” he breathed in your ear.

Having moved your pantie to the side fingers playing around in your juices, your hips unconsciously bucked desperate for friction.

“I can’t think when you do..”

“When I do what baby?“ he licked up the side of your neck before nipping on your ear.

“That.”

Suddenly he stopped. He withdrew from you slowly before standing up and holding his hand out to you. Confused, you took it and stood up and followed him to one side of the kitchen island. Releasing your hand, he walked to the opposite side.

“Clearly we need to have a conversation.”

Rio, normally very cool calm and collected how to remember the last time he felt this anxious. This overwhelmed.

“I need you to use your words mama. I’m not tryna pressure you. I only want to give you what you want. But in order for me to do that, I need you open that pretty little mouth of yours and speak.”

This was the moment you were afraid of. You begin to nibble on your thumb now as you attempted to find the right words to explain yourself. At that point you weren’t sure if you wanted to explain your feelings or talk yourself out of the situation. You knew how you were and by no means was Rio at fault. you love the way he made you feel unlike anybody else had. How he treated you, how he treated his son. How he looked out for his people. You love the thug in him too.

But that was the real problem.

Love.

It had a barely been five months and surely that wasn’t enough time to feel this strongly for somebody right?

But you know how you are. You know you have a tendency to fall fast and fucking hard and 9 times out of 10, those feelings end up being one sided leaving broken hearted. You didn’t want that with Rio. You didn’t want this feeling to fade. It had all been a part of the reason why you had been avoiding having sex with him. Now, he was the perfect gentleman. He may have been walking temptation but he never pressured you. Were you addicted to his kisses?

Absolutely.

Not to mention a few times you had been way past Gorky and let him touch you little bit and eat you out. But from the first time his lips right mouth wrapped around your clit you knew you would be a fucking goner if you were that man penetrate you. So not fucking him was allow you to maintain some sort of control over your heart in the states. Did it seem all that logical? Maybe not others if you said it out loud, but it was a security blanket for you and that’s all that matters.

“I’m really not tryna have you judge me.”

That was definitely a weak ass line but you couldn’t think of anything else to say when he put you on the spot like that.

“We grown mama. Judge you for what?” He shrugged off your lame excuse.

“Rio,” you signed and he waved you off.

“C’mon stop bullshittin’ and say what’s on your mind..”

“Rio.”

“And all I’m asking you to keep it 100 with me the same way I keep it 100 with you-“

“If I fuck you , I’ll fall in love with you.” You confessed.

Silence. Dead silence.

Truthfully you feel may already have but that was the last part thing you wanted to confess. Nevertheless it didn’t stop you from rambling.

“ And I really don’t feel like being the only one in love again.”

Still he remained silent. Rio who had been leaning on his forearms, hands clasped together on his chin continued to stare at you. His mouth parted just enough for him to lick his lips before speaking.

“I’m already in love with you, so I don’t see why that’s a problem.”

Your jaw dropped.

“Do you see a problem?” He questioned eyebrow raised.

You continue to start him completely lost for words. With a deep sigh he pushed off the counter and walking over to you. Steps are very slow almost calculated as if giving you a chance to ‘run’ away.

“You love me?”

“You heard exactly what i said.” Who was in front of you now his hands on the side of your waist.

He was slowly pushing you back against the counter. You were the first to lean in attaching a link to his. The kiss started off slow and sensual before quickly turning to one full of passion and hunger.Soon as your back touched it, his hands were falling to your thighs. He pushed your skirt up to your hips, grabbing your thighs, wrapping them around his waist, you ass firmly planted on the kitchen island, never once stopping the rhythm his tongue was doing with yours.

He pulled back enough to remove your tank his lips then moving to your neck. Scraping bites and loving, sloven mouthing.

He slid off your already ruined underwear before standing between your thighs. A spread of damp half moons over the column of your throat, working his way down between your chest before you stopped him, using your hand to bring his face back up to yours. You kissed him hard.

“Eat my pussy later Rio, I want to feel you now.” You panted making quick work of unbuckling his pants. He smirked letting you finish, pushing his pants and boxers down with your feet, his member springing free.

Spreading your legs open a little wider for him you bit too lip, your pupils browns and eyes mirroring his clouded with lust, you ran your fingers along your phones.His thumb brushed over the extra sensitive bundle of nerves a could of times before he slid in.

Rio groaned with his lips slammed shut and moves in closer as you let out a whimper; first contact being a bit overwhelming. He bottomed out giving you only a moment to adjust before pulling out to the tip and thrusting into you slowly.

Reaching for his forearm you gripped hard trying to catch your breath.

"Rio..." you moaned out throwing your head back as your eyes were struggling to stay open.

His hips snap into yours harder than they had been and you yelp eyes opening wide.

“Eyes on me.”

You wrapped your legs around him tightly and rolled your hips on his dick.

"Damn girl." Shit was feeling good, he ain’t ever had a bitch throw it back like you was doing.

"Harder Rio.”

Fuck he mouthed loving how you knew what you wanted.

He held you hips with one hand, the other wrapped around your throat as he slammed himself vigorously into you over and over. Your moans became screams with each thrust.

You feel that build up coming and Rio could too. He quickened his pace as his lips made swirls on your neck.

"Rio.." You moaned out with him nailing your spot.

"Scream it baby..." He moaned into you ear and sending chills over every inch of your body.

So you did just that.

You screamed his name the whole time you were cumming.

And fuck did you cum hard.

You were still screaming that shit when he finally came.And he has wasn't done there.

He made sure to tear your shit up, til the sun came up.

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Rio x Reader (YOU SAVE HIS LIFE) Part 2

Two months had gone by and Rio had healed mostly. But the relationship between you two had blossomed into something... More. There was already something new when you first saved his life but it had grown into something more than a companionship. But he never talked about it. It was nothing personal, he just didn't like talking about his feelings.

That's just who he was.

But he showed his affection in certain ways. Pet-names were a big one. Baby, sweetheart, baby-girl, and of course ma or mama. Another way is he liked putting his hands on you. Like if you had your back to him let's say, making something to eat, he'd put his hands on your shoulders and watch you. Or when he started to leave the apartment he'd give you a kiss on your head, forehead, or cheek before leaving. There was only one bed in the apartment and you offered to sleep on the couch but he refused, saying it was your own bed and you could sleep in it. But he wasn't much for cuddling. In bed, he liked his space but while you both slept you'd cuddle up to him but he didn't push you away or anything... But he'd still never admit he liked it.

When things started going back to normal for him he didn't want you going to meetings or getting involved with his work. He said it was 'too dangerous' and who were you to argue with him?

His other way of showing his affection is buying you things. You cannot even count how many pairs of dresses, shoes, handbags, and clothes in general he bought for you. You don't wear half of them but you appreciate them regardless.

He refused to talk about Beth, Annie, or Ruby. He just wouldn't. Which worried you. You didn't want them dead, you still cared for them.

So... Today you decided to leave while he was out on a meeting to visit Beth. He didn't like it when you left without him. It worried him. But what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him...

Right?

You quickly left the house and you had to walk to her house since the only car you both had was his and he was currently using it. Luckily you didn't live too far Beth. When you got to her house your stomach turned as nervousness hit you. What if she was dead? You don't think you would be able to handle it.

You got to her front door and your hand raised to knock on the door but you hesitated. But you quickly swallowed the lump in your throat before knocking quickly. You heard footsteps walking towards the door and thank god it was heels. Unless Dean was wearing Beth's heels you knew it was Beth coming towards the door. You let out a relieved sigh before another lump filled your throat... Shit... What would you say to her? How do you explain that you saved the person who had been torturing her for months and now wants revenge?

But before you could think any further the door opened. Beth took in who you were and she let out a small gasp. Her lips parted and her eyes widened.

"Hey, Beth..." You choke out.

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You were now sitting in her kitchen. She made some coffee and handed you the mug and you took a sip. She leaned against the island in her kitchen and stared at you.

"I'm sorry for... Not answering your calls... Or when you came to my apartment you banged on my door but I didn't answer..." You say while staring at the mug in your hands. She stared at you for a solid thirty seconds before finally speaking, "Is he alive?" She asks. You couldn't answer that question... Which was an answer in itself but she wanted to hear it from you.

"Y/N-" "Yes." You say. She lets out a shaky sigh. "You saved him... Why?!" She shouted. "He was dying Beth!" "He did horrible things to us! For months! We were free! We had a way out and you went and saved his life?!" She scoffs.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" She yells. You shake your head. "Why did you even come here?" She asks. "...To make sure you were still alive." You finally looked at her since you entered her home. She stared at you with a facial expression of disgust, anger, and fear.

"You went missing. For months. We didn't know what happened to you. You didn't answer our calls, our texts, whenever we went to your apartment you never answered..." She says. "I couldn't." You sigh. "I shouldn't even be here..." You take another sip of coffee and the warm liquid soothes you a bit.

"Is he keeping you captive?" She asks. You shake your head, "No... He... Cares about me." Beth scoffs again. "Oh please..." She says with a roll of her eyes. "If he didn't I'd be dead right now. But I'm not. That means something, doesn't it?" You say. Beth just stared at you and you didn't have anything left to say... Except this, "If I were you I'd leave town. He's not too pleased with you and he's been leaving the apartment recently... It's a matter of time before he shows up here." You say before standing to your feet. "Thank you for the coffee but I have to go." You turn to leave but she calls out to you, "Y/N wait!" She quickly runs up to you.

"Will I see you again?" She asks. You think for a moment... Will you see her again? You sigh. "No. Because if you do I'll be with him. And I think we both know how that will go." You say before turning and leaving her home.

You walk home with a mind full of thoughts and a heavy heart. But it only got worse when you got to the apartments and saw Rio's car in the parking lot. Your heart skipped a beat...

He came home early.

What would you say? What would you do? Should you walk away? Should you face him?

You need to face him.

You went inside the apartment complex and to your apartment door. You let out a sigh before unlocking and opening the door... There he was. In all of his glory. Just sitting on the couch, staring at the wall, and seemingly lost in though. You shut the door behind you and stood there.

"I can explain..." You say. "Oh yeah?" He says without moving his gaze from the wall. He stood up and kept his gaze on the floor before walking over to you. Once he stood in front of you he finally looked at you. "Where did you go?" He asks.

"...Out." You croak out. He raises his eyebrows, "Out?" He repeats. "Where is... 'Out'?" He asks. You hesitated before saying, "I went to Beth's..." He sighs deeply. You both stared at each other. You weren't afraid, you knew he wouldn't hurt you. You were just nervous. Nervous of making him upset with you.

He clicks his tongue, "Did you tell her I was alive?" He asks. You don't answer which then... He knew. He sighs and turns away from you, "Goddammit Y/N..." He mutters. "I'm sorry... But she asked and what was I supposed to say?" "No. You were supposed to say no." "Is that a rule all of a sudden?" You two argue.

He walks back over to the couch and sits down. "Are you mad at me?" You ask. "...I'm not mad you left. Because you can leave whenever you want... But I'm upset you told Beth. I wanted to keep it quiet for a little longer." He says. You walk over to the couch and sit next to him.

"Sorry... I just wanted to see her again. I should've expected she'd ask about you." You say while sighing deeply. "It's fine. I'll just speed up my plan." He says before placing a kiss on the side of your head. "...Plan? Are you going to kill her?" You ask. "Does it matter?" You scoff. "Yes! It matters. She's my friend Rio..." This time he scoffs, "She tried to kill me Y/N." Shit, He was getting mad. If he didn't use any pet-names that means he was getting pissed.

"I-I know but-" "But nothing. We're not negotiating this." He says. "So that's it? You just kill my friend and that's the end of it?" "Yeah." He answers quickly. You stare at him with a tearful gaze, which he hates. He didn't like seeing you upset. But there was no way he was going to negotiate something this important.

He sighs, "Listen to me," He starts while gently resting his hand on the back of your head. "You're my girl... Alright? And I would do anything to make you happy... But she tried to kill me." He says while rubbing his thumb in circles over the back of your head. A tear rolled down your cheek but he was quick to wipe it away. "...Please. Keep Annie and Ruby out of it." You beg. He nodded. "I can do that." He says softly.

"But let's forget about this for now," He wraps his arm around your shoulders and pulls you closer to him. "How about you and I go out tonight hm...? You can put those pretty clothes to use." You smile and play with the rings on his fingers. "I'd like that..."

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You were both now at his favorite bar. Since it was a Friday night it was booming so when you both got out of the car he grabbed your hand and interlocked his fingers with yours as you both entered the bar. He pulled you through the bar until he got to stools and you both sat down. You both ordered some drinks and after that he looked at you with a smirk.

"What?" You say with a chuckle. He leans in and gently brushes your hair behind your hair and whispers, "You look stunning..." And you did. You were wearing a cherry red clubbing dress with black heels and jewelry and of course, your makeup was done. You smile at him with a faint blush on your cheeks. "Thank you." You say. "What do you think of this place?" He asks. "It's nice. But with you, I was expecting something... More." You say. He raises an eyebrow at you, "Oh yeah? Like what ma?" He asks curiously.

You shrug, "I dunno... Just more." You say with a smirk while crossing one of your legs over the other which you saw how Rio looked down at your legs before leaning back. The bartender brought your drinks and you both take a sip out of your drinks.

You felt a presence behind you, a guy leaning on the bar while looking at you up and down. He was too close to you in Rio's eyes and he didn't like it. Rio grabbed your chair and pulled you closer to him in the most obvious way possible.

The guy behind you takes the hint and rolls his eyes before walking away. You chuckle, "Jealous?" He smirks. "Of course. You're my girl." He says while brushing some hair behind your shoulders.

You both sat and talked and drank just a little bit. You both didn't dance or party, you just enjoyed being out with each other. Eventually, you both left and went home. You were now just entering your apartment.

"These heels are killing me. I haven't worn a pair in a long time." You say while taking off your heels and setting them next to the door. He just smiles at you.

You smile back at him before cupping one side of his cheek and kissing the other. "Thank you for taking me out tonight... I had fun." You turn to walk to the bedroom but he grabs your wrist and pulls you back into him. He holds his hands on your waist and presses his forehead against yours. He lets out a deep sigh and enjoys the feeling of you against him.

"...You're important to me. Y'know that?" He says. You nod slowly. But as you both stand there he leans in further and kisses you. This is the first time he has kissed you on the lips... It felt good... It felt amazing.

One of his hands went to your jaw and his tongue slipped into your mouth. The kiss was slow, sensual, and full of emotion. He cared for you, deeply, and you cared for him. As you both kissed each other it started to get more passionate and lust-filled. Both of his hands were on your face now as he kissed you hard. He then lifted you off the ground, making you wrap your legs around his waist, before he carried you off to the bedroom.

PART 3

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[berberriescorner]

"Through It All"

Characters: Rio x Black!Reader.

Summary: There aren’t many things that put Rio on edge. Most people see a calm, cool, and collected individual. Keeping a level head is his specialty. What happens when the person he loves most needs him to be strong for both of them? Get a glimpse of what it’s like seeing him hold someone down through thick and thin, in sickness and health. If you know, you know.

**PLEASE READ THE WARNINGS AND AUTHOR’S NOTE**

Warnings: Angst…like seriously. You’ll understand once you read the author’s note. This fic contains sweet, soft, fluffy Rio. The fic includes some of my crazy humor with a smidge of the character’s inner thoughts. If reading about gynecological procedures makes you uncomfortable, this may not be a fic for you. It doesn’t go into great detail, but it is mentioned and sheds a bit of light. If mentions of the ins and outs of fertility is a soft spot, please read with caution. It isn’t my intention to bring anyone down, but this story is based on parts of my own experiences. Again, the note will explain more.

Author/Personal Note: Okay. Where to start? So, as some of you may know throughout the past two years I’ve been getting cycles of iron infusions. This year, after making several complaints and an ER visit or two. I had an ultrasound performed, which led to me getting surgery months later (the procedure I had done recently). I’ve been spending my days at home recovering, and it’s given me time to reflect. Damn, it’s been a rough couple of years, but I’m so thankful through it all. It’s difficult having a plethora of health issues. This situation put so much added stress on top of it all. As a woman, hearing you have a fibroid. Learning it’s best to get it removed to protect your fertility is scary as hell. You get it done, get sent home, and though you have loved ones taking amazing care of you. It’s still a difficult, challenging process. At times, it’s lonely. No one but you can fully wrap your head around the emotions and feelings the body is going through. It’s pretty wild.

Anywho, sorry y’all. Let me stop rambling and get to the point. We all know how overactive my imagination is. Being stuck in bed, my mind has been wandering. I thought to myself why not take this experience and channel it into a fic. I’m hoping that this will also be a comforting story to anyone who’s been through the same experience. Here is a look at how I envision Rio taking in the experience with his lady. I plan to write at least two more parts for this. Happy reading my lovelies! I wrote this on a whim, in celebration of my birthday, so ignore the grammatical errors my loves. I may come back and do some more editing. Depends on how I’m feeling.

Word Count: 1,800+. 

Inspired By💜:

Random fun fact: Toni Braxton and I have the same birthday😆. Happy Birthday, Queen💓.

Everything was still as a deafening silence fell across the room. It was as if each occupant was afraid to utter a single word. Your mother pretended to distract herself with a Kindle book as your father paced the floor quietly. They’d share a glance each time they checked their watch, smiling at one another in comfort and reassurance. 

Then, together, they directed their attention toward the chair in the far right corner. It was tucked in a tight corner next to a window, giving little relief and comfort to your husband, Rio. He, too was anxious, but no one would ever know it. He was always able to still his facial features. Never one to give his emotions away. The only person who could read him wasn’t in the room. You were on the other side of the building and the reason for your families’ nervousness. No longer able to stand the constant glances and silence, Rio stood from his seat. He released a breath, rubbing his palms against his jeans. Turning to your parents, he stated, “I’m going to grab a quick cup of coffee from the cafeteria. Would you two like something?”

Your mother, a gentle, nurturing soul, responded for both of them.

“No, baby. We’re fine. Don’t worry. I’ll come find you if we receive news.”

Rio ducked away in a vacant spot in the cafeteria, hands folded over top of the steam of the coffee. He searched for peace and solace until a jolting vibration exploded in his jacket pocket. Fumbling for the phone, he answered without looking.

“What they say ma-. Oh, my bad. Wassup? Everything good?” Rio listened patiently before snapping. “You know this is something you could’ve handled yourself, right? I don’t have time for the three stooges bullshit today.”

He instantly felt a slight pang of guilt. Rio realized that the stress and worry of his current situation were influencing his mood. Taking a deep breath, he relaxed. Inhaling, he continued, “My bad bro. She’s been in for three hours, and it’s got me tweaking. Nobody’s giving us any damn answers. It’s a non-invasive procedure, but it’s still considered major surgery. I just need to hear she’s good.”

“It’s all good, boss. I know you’re worried about wifey. She’s a strong woman. Boss lady’s going to be alright. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of everything. Call me as soon as you know something,” Mick responded.

“You're right. Thank you for holdin’ shit down.”

He laid his phone on the table, burying his face in his hands. The last few moments he spent with you were on repeat in his mind. Rio returned to the present, hearing the chair opposite him slide backward. His eyes connected with your father’s, and he readied himself for wherever the conversation would go.

It was no secret that the two hadn’t always seen eye to eye. The two men sat for several minutes before your father started speaking.

“I’ll be honest with you, man. You’re not at all what I envisioned for my daughter.”

“You seriously want to have this conversation right now?”

“Now wait, son. Let me finish.”

Hold up. It’s son now? Where is this going? It didn’t even sound disrespectful. It doesn’t sound like he’s trying to play me on some sucka shit. I’ll hear him out.

Rio nodded his head, giving your father the floor.

“I may not know all you do for a living, son, but I know you’ve managed to make a comfortable and safe life for my baby girl. When it comes down to it, that’s what I’ve always wanted for her. It took me some time to come to terms with it, but I know, without a doubt, that you’re doing everything in your power to make her feel protected and loved. Let me just say what I’m getting at,” he chuckled. “You’re good at hiding it, son, but I know you’re worried. Hell, so are we, but that’s alright.”

Rio’s head dropped, shoulders slumping. He took the opportunity to be vulnerable finally. Your father’s acceptance allowed him the space to do so. He felt a comforting grip land on his shoulder. Your father finished, “Baby girl is going to be alright, son. With all your love and support, she’ll be back on her feet soon. Now, you take a few more moments to yourself. Don’t be surprised when her momma wraps you up in a big hug when you head back. She’s worried about her favorite son-in-law.”

Rio chuckled, “I’m her only son-in-law, sir.”

“Even better. You ain’t gotta share. That sweet woman sure knows how to smother people in love.”

“You’re daughter is the same way. It’s one of the many things I love about her.”

“Which is why you understand my reasons for being so guarded. That’s my baby girl. Enough with that ‘sir’ shit too. Call me pops. My son may not like that, but I get a kick out of irritating him anyway. He’s overprotective of his sister.”

“Y’all gon’ try to take me out if I ever mess up, huh?”

“What I look like snitching on myself? Let’s not ever get to that bridge, son.”

The two men shared a laugh, but everything turned serious when they saw your mom power walking towards them. Rio's heart began thudding in his chest.

“Ma, what’s wrong? Did-.”

“Relax, sugar,” she cooed, rubbing a hand against both men’s arms. “The nurse said the doctor should be ready to talk to us in about fifteen minutes. Let’s head back to the waiting room.”

Fifteen minutes came and went. Your mother couldn’t help but crack a smile at both men. They both started fussing about how long the surgeon was taking. She felt sorry for the man once he approached them. The doctor, attempting to apologize, was cut off by an impatient Rio.

“You good, doc. We understand these things take time, but excuse us for being anxious. We were under the impression this would be about an hour-long procedure. How’s my wife?”

The surgeon explained himself. “That’s what we anticipated, but the process took longer. Your wife’s last ultrasound a few months back showed a fibroid the size of a plum. Sadly, it grew to the size of an orange, which would explain why things grew more difficult during her last few cycles. However, you’ll be happy to know that we managed to do it laparoscopically, and everything looks great. She’s being taken to recovery now, but we’ve decided to keep her overnight.”

All three of your family members asked, “Why is that,” in unison.

“We just want to keep an eye on her for the next twenty-four hours. Given gas was used to see things more clearly, we’d like to monitor her. We’ll need to see that she gets up and walks to get things flowing. I just want to be sure she gets it moving out of her system. Also, since she’s anemic, we just want to be extra careful. I promise everything went well, and she should be ready to go in the morning.”

Each family member felt at ease. The trio waited for an invitation to your recovery room. Though he wanted to be the first person you saw when you woke up, Rio encouraged your parents to go first. The two visitors' only rule irritated them all.

Your eyes fluttered open, and your parents laughed at the slurred responses given to your nurse. Your parents took turns kissing your forehead, expressing encouraging words. Your father, now at ease, left the room in search of Rio.

“You might want to hurry back there. She’s still a bit loopy. Baby girl has been asking the nurse, where my husband? You got my baby acting ratchet in this hospital,” he joked.

“Aye, she was like that when I met her,” he laughed, walking towards recovery.

Rio slid behind the curtain, laying eyes on the most precious sight. You were in bed, laid back, eyes closed, singing off-key as your mother held your hand, laughing. The nurse stepped beside him, giving a small giggle.

“She’s been looking for you. Ma’am, the man of the hour is here.”

Your eyes popped open as you halted the song. “My husbannnd! Hey baeee,” you winced, given the pain and having a hoarse voice.

“Mama, you back here wildin’ ain’t you? How’s our little patient doing, ma,” he directed toward your mom.

“Crazy as ever. This girl opened her eyes, looked at me, and called herself whispering. Loud as ever, she asked me if she still had a uterus. Her daddy would’ve turned red if he were capable.”

They both shared a laugh as you did your best to shrug shoulders. Wanting to give you two privacy, your mom went to sit in the waiting room. Rio turned to you, holding your hand. His lips brushed across your knuckles, and he shivered at how cold they were. Wrapping his hand around yours, he tried warming the digits.

“My momma ain’t answer my question though,” you mumbled, eyes closed.

Rio smiled, “What’s that now, mama?”

“My uterus. Sis still in there, right?”

“Yes, darlin’. What makes you think it’s not?”

“I signed them papers, man. In the event of a ‘mergency, they were going to take shawty,” you sassed, words still slurring.

Rio did his best to hold back a cackle. Clearing his throat, he replied, “Mama, you straight. Everything went according to plan. There was no emergency. The fibroid is out. It was bigger than expected. That’s why it feels like you were out for a while.”

“Aight bet. So when we making babies,” you asked, wincing again.

“First off, sit still, mama. Your body is pretty sore right now.”

“Baby, I’m drugged up! I don’t feel nothin’.”

“Second. You’ll be recovering for four to six weeks. You’re not going to be in any type of mood for all that. I believe the surgeon said no sex for two to three weeks. No babies for at least six months, darlin’. They just sliced your uterus open and stitched it back together, mama,” he explained, running his thumb across your lip.

He laughed at the pout etched on your face. Rio caressed the side of your face, kissing you gently. “On some real shit. I was worried out my mind over you, mama. I’m so glad you’re good. You’re my world. The clock kept ticking, and I was about to lose it.”

Your eyes connected with his, “I’m right here, papa. I’m good. We gonna be good. No matter what,” you whispered. Even through the drugs and drowsiness, you could feel his angst. Rio could read between the lines. He knew what you were trying to communicate. It had been on both your minds heavily. Your eyes connected with his. Rio saw the unshed tears you were holding back, and he swallowed hard, nodding his head in agreement. No matter where this path led, Rio knew, in his heart, that he loved you with everything in him.

Baby or not, we’ll still feel fulfilled and happy. My life’s purpose is to love and give you the world.

This piece was both personal and therapeutic for me to write. I truly hope you all enjoyed it. Please be sure to comment and reblog, it's appreciated. Now I'm about to go eat some birthday cake and read some amazing fan fiction😆.

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Is it just me or is Rio hella Agora Hills coded ???

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i feel like rio’s so dominant-ish on the outside but in reality he just liked to rile up mommies, i think he is a 60% dom 40% sub switch for sureeee

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[ingeniousmindoftune]

Hello lovely🤍 I was just wondering if you were going to be making a part four of the His Promise series for Rio, I’m OBSESSED!! 💋

Yes soon . I’ll be back updating on here soon.

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[ughdontbeboring]

Changes

Manny x YN (WoC)

Manny comes home with some news

warnings: MAYANS S4 spoilers , angst, cussing, hm I think that’s it 🤷🏽‍♀️

note: I’m supposed to be sleep for work but I had to write this really quick bc it wouldn’t leave my head. Also again I am Puerto Rican and Black (with a few other things😂) so character (you,reader,YN) will always be inspired by that kinda of upbringing. So WoC reader ALWAYS and thicc af! No permission for my work to be used anywhere else in any form by anyone!

and if y’all fucks with it let me know 🙂🫣

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Moving to the beat of the low playing music she danced around the kitchen putting the finishing touches on dinner. Bella was asleep early, YN made sure she had a fun filled day because daddy was coming home today. Her man was finally allowed to come home and she wanted nothing more to spend some one on one time with him. 

She adored their daughter but it was hard to grab some of the Mayan’s time when their energetic 3 year old was awake. She kept the music low and the banging around while cooking to a minimum to avoid waking the kid and so she could hear from her baby monitor. They both were set on keep it for a while, both very over protective especially given certain career paths.

Apart of her felt bad she made sure Bella would be sleep to the point she knew she would sleep through the night. The other part of her didn’t knowing Bella had such an amazing day, nothing was off limits to the toddler for the day. She did her best to make sure the little girl didn’t turn rotten from being spoiled beyond belief on an daily but once that Kutt walks in the house she knew it would simply go back to being Bella’s world. She couldn’t help the smile that graced her face at the thought of how lucky she was to have her little family. 

She put the lid back on the rice pot and slid it over to one of the burners she hadn’t used. Everything was finally finished, she would wait to plate the food to keep from having to use microwave. 

The song had just switched to something more sensual when she heard the familiar rumble of a certain bike. Butterflies erupted in her stomach as she dashed towards the door after throwing her apron on the counter. There was no time to get dressed but she knew he would be happy with her either way. 

Her bare feet swift on the cool marble floors, she almost ran into the door as she tried to slow her self down. She could hear his boots thudding closer to the door along with the jingle of his keys. Her hands quickly went to the lock and unlocked it, pulling the handle as she flung the door open. 

She didn’t even a chance to look at him as she threw herself into his arms as he stood at the entry way. The humidity from outside hit her as he caught her. His hands automatically falling to grip her ass. Before he could comment on her lack of shorts she crashed her lips into his. Passionately kissing him. Her tongue ran over his lips, he had to suppress a chuckle at how aggressive she was being. He wasn’t going to complain he loved that shit. 

They continue for a moment longer as he pressed her against the side of the door, his lower body grinding into hers. She moaned as he bite into her full bottom lip, letting it go with a pop. 

Their foreheads touched while they stood there staring at each other, their breathing heavy. 

“Hi” she said sweetly as her hand ran over his buzz cut. He smiled at her that smile she loved. 

“Hey mama” 

“I missed you so much” she said before pulling him into another quick kiss.

“I missed you more” He quipped with a smirk 

She rolled her eyes then leaned into his neck her teeth tugging his ear lob.  

“Impossible” she whispered.

“Nah it’s not mama” 

If she only knew how much he loved her, he told her but he doesn’t think he’s ever done good enough at explaining it. Maybe the reality was he could never, that no one could ever explain how he felt about her.

Before either one of them could speak about who missed who more, Manny’s grip tighten on her plump ass. He could feel the softens of bare ass. His hand glided over more to find the string of her thong.

“Oh mama you know better then to be out here in just my shirt and a thong” He felt that familiar pang of possessiveness and hungry fill him.

She rolled her eyes again before grinding against his harden cock. Her head tilted slightly to the side in faux innocents.

“But you like it daddy” she whispered seductively. 

He had to tamper down the lust starting to consume his body. The whole point of him coming home was to talk with her. He had a very heated conversation with Canche and there were things she needed to know. Manny started to feel bad about the decisions he made without her but there was no other options.

She could see the change taking over his soulful brown eyes. She felt a slight twist of worry as she tried to read his face. Something was going on and she had a feeling she wasn’t going to be happy about it. But then again could anything be worse then him almost dying a few weeks ago in that Mayans blood bath? 

She was fully aware he was stabbed and thrown off the roof. She cursed him out so bad for thinking it was a good idea to climb the roof. But it did work in his favor, he black out and then was left out of the rest of the blood shed, no one paying him any mind, most likely thinking he was dead as he laid bleeding until Alvarez showed up. She had to swallow to push back the acid that threatened to rise just at the thought. 

“Let’s go on the house mama”

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They were staring at each other, he was intensely watching her as she stared back at him in disbelief and anger. 

She was conflicted but the only thing she could think to say was “No”.

“No?” He repeated, he shouldn’t be surprised but he was. He thought she’d jump at the chance for them to be together again after weeks apart.

“Absolutely, Manny are you and Canche fucking crazy?” She hissed at him. 

They were sitting on opposite couches in the living room. Once he broke the news about having to stay in Santo Padre until further notice and him renting a house so she and Bella could move out there in the next 2 days she plopped on the couch across from him, she couldn’t even sit next to him she was so angry.

“We’d be together”

“I know Manny, I want nothing more but our whole lives are here!” She started to yell.

He sat there watching her, letting her express how she felt.

“I-I mean, our friends, your family! My job! I-we can’t Manny. You have to talk to Canche, he needs to know this doesn’t work for our family” She said in a final tone, shaking her head. 

“YN-“

“No Manny” She said as she got up, “I will not move my whole life again! I already moved here to Yuma to be with you! I left my family behind! The only life I ever knew! And th- the club gets you whenever! Did I know that from the jump? Yes! Did I still choose to be with you? Yes! But they don’t get to do this!” She fussed as she paced back and forth infront of him. 

“Canche isn’t-“ 

“Fuck Canche! I know what happened was horrible to his son but Manny you have to see this isn’t right! Bella’s whole life, my life, has to change because of what Canche wants?!” 

“It’s just for a while” Manny replied.

She scoffed as she walked towards the kitchen. 

“You just said you didn’t know for how long Manny! Don’t bullshit me!” YN threw over her shoulder at him. She turned to ignore him as she went to pack up the rest of the left overs. 

“Stop yelling!” He said slightly raising his voice. 

She took deep breathes, knowing if Bella woke they wouldn’t be able to have this conversation. 

“Listen mama, Bella is still young enough-“

“DON’T! don’t use her age as if that matters! Her life is HERE! MY LIFE IS HERE!” She yelled with her back facing him, the need to be quiet gone almost instantly. 

Within seconds she heard the thud of his boots and felt his hand grip her arm to swing her around. Her back being slightly thrown into the counter. 

“IS WITH ME!” Manny yelled as he winced from the pain of his healing chest wound. “YOUR LIFE AND BELLA’S LIFE IS WITH ME AND EVER I AM!” He yelled. He deep brown eyes blazing with anger. She knew it wasn’t toward her but toward this situation he couldn’t control. He winced again as he tried to control his breathing. 

Her eyes started to gloss over. This wasn’t supposed to be happening. They should be eating or fucking right now and their doing neither, just this bullshit. She pressed her lips together to try and stop the sob that threatened to rip from her chest. He should be focused on healing not this.

Apart of her knew he was right. Their lives were meant to be lived together regardless of where that was. But this just don’t seem fair. She would have to pick up her and Bella’s lives in 2 days and move almost 3 hrs away. 

Manny leaned forward, his face close to hers as she looked down at the spot on his chest she knew the wound was healing. The tears started to slip and she didn’t care to cash them away. 

“Hey hey hey” Manny said as his hands left the side of the counter he was caging her in between and gripped her face. His thumbs whipping away the tears. 

“Mama look at me” He said softly, he waited til her eyes found his. 

“I need you and Bella with me. I can’t go another day being so far away wondering what y’all doing, how y’all day is going, are y’all safe?“ He whispered, “My life is nothing with out y’all. I can’t control what is going on right now but I can make sure my family is with me, I cant live anymore days not being able to see or hold you and Bella when I want, and I couldn’t live with myself if something happened and I was so far away” He confessed in a soft voice with a hint of fear. 

She leaned her head forward so it leaned on his chest. Her soft sniffles the only thing that can be heard now. They stood like that for what seemed like hours. Just holding each other in the peacefulness of their home. The home they spend the last 4 years building together. 

“Ok” she whispered into his chest.

He stilled. She could feel the weight and tension leave his body after her acceptance of the situation.

“Thank you mama, I promise I’ll do whatever I can to make this easier for our family” He promised as he kissed the top of her head, his large hands running up and down her back. 

“The house better be just as nice as ours here” she sassed him,She felt his chest rumble before she leaned back into the counter pulling from his embrace, “and I don’t want to get rid of our home here either”. 

“What ever you say mama” He answered smiling down at her.  

She rolled her eyes at his charms as small whines could be heard from monitor, letting them know Bella would wake any moment. YN watched Manny eyes light up. 

“Go get her daddy” She said shooing him away to go get the toddler would be ecstatic to see him.  He pecked her lips once more before turning and jogging towards the stairs. She watched as he flung his kutt and shirt on the couch. His lean bare back disappearing up the stairs. 

She smiled seeing some things may never change. When home he always rid his shirt and kutt before embracing this daughter especially after a long ride through the Desert. 

She felt a little bit of peace wash over her as she heard his voice speaking to their daughter through the monitor, knowing he would keep his promise to do everything he could for their little family. And though they had to make this move to Santo Padre, their family would always be first to them both. 

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