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"Over the desk." PT2

Boss!Miguel O'Hara x Assistant reader. PT2

Characters included: Miguel O Hara.

Summary: Your boss went well beyond the phone now..

Note: This is inspired by Badjur's assistant audio! :) here’s PT 1.

Content/Includes: uses the word ‘cunt’ & ‘pussy’ interchangeably, no specific pronouns for user, hickies/bite marks, thigh worship, semi-eye contact, PIV, Positive/Praise Miguel, more stern but gentle dom miguel, creampie.

(FYI, my colors will be updated for this a little later I just wanted to get it out now instead of later due to colors!)

Enjoy!

With a swift movement he hooked his hands under your legs and then his arms, hefting you up to sit on your desk, his legs between yours keeping them spread.

“God that look on your face..” Miguel groaned as his hands slid down your thighs, the almost gentle touch causing shivers to rack your spine. “You tasted so damn good too, I want some more.” His words were final not an ‘if’ ��and’ or ‘but’ would even be a thought in your mind.

Your eyes followed as he slowly but surely knelt down, when his face was level with your thighs and cunt..he began to lavish your thighs with kiss marks and sucking in hickies, soft bite marks littered along your inner thighs.

His hand’s grasping to part them even more, he remained keeping his eyes on yours, never leaving as his he slowly brought his head down to take a long lick up to your clit, a shudder ran through you, your eyes flickering away. Then you heard him click his tongue, “Eyes on me.” He ordered sternly and you quickly looked back down at him, really trying to focus on him as his slightly roughened hands massaged and kneaded your thighs.

Miguel’s hot breath ghosting your cunt, he could hear the way your breath caught in your throat, the way your thigh muscles tightened..he ran a hand up as he chuckled, “Relax.” He almost hummed, planting a kiss on your cunt.

It had you biting your lip, he had you where he wanted you, then he absolutely dug in. His lips lavishing your clit head on and it had your mouth falling open, silent cries escaping as your breath felt gone for a moment, thighs clasping around his head, yet his hands remained stead fast on both sides.

“Come on..keep your thighs parted for me, could you?” He asked between the licks and sucks, you bit your lip and nodded shakily, trying to spread your thighs apart for him again. “There, you always did listen so damn well.” Miguel chuckled, his lips and slight bit of his chin were already glistening with your arousal.

He planted a messy kiss your thigh before going right back into eating you like a last meal, he wasn’t hesitant with it, his tongue movements were intent and focused, combined with the sensations of his hands rubbing and massaging your thighs was making so many butterflies in your stomach.

Pants and gasps were all you could get out, hands gripping the wooden desk, your pussy fluttering around nothing desperately as you bit your lip looking down at Miguel, your own boss, on his knees..fuck you never thought you’d be here before but it felt so good.

Anybody could walk, anyone, and yet here he was without a care, lavishing your cunt with all his attention, but it wasn’t enough..”Miguel, Miguel please..” you practically murmured, your words heavy with desire. He paused, looking up at him, “Mm?” He lifted his head, wiping his mouth slightly to clean up, “Eager already?” Miguel teased.

He just loved to see you squirm a bit on the desk, cheeks flushed, chest rising and falling with every breath in..”Come on.” You huffed, feeling emboldened by his more casual tone. Miguel chuckled, planting a final kiss on your inner thigh, earning a shiver as he stood up.

“Alright alright, I won’t make you wait any longer.” The clinking of his belt coming undone followed, slowly being pulled out of its loops and thudding to the floor, followed by the clicks of his pants buttons and then the zipper. He leaned forward to lavish your lips with kisses that you eagerly reciprocated back to him, your hands finding his now messy, half undone tie, pulling him closer by it. That earned another, albeit, muffled chuckle as his hands made work of his work trousers and then his boxers.

He pulled away for a moment, panting slightly from the kiss, lining his cock head up with your entrance, you swallowed thickly..heart fluttering with anticipation. Miguel slowly pushed in, sucking in a breath through his teeth, those sharp canine teeth glinting as they caught his full lips.

Your breath caught at the stretch of the just barely pushed in head, his deep eyes flicked up to you to get any nod or verbal word to keep going. “Yes, Yes keep going.” You panted slightly, nodding quickly, gripping his tie still. He nudged more of his length further in, the stretch became even more, a pinching pain but that lovely full feeling.

To distract yourself from the slight pain till it turned to pleasure you pulled him by his tie again to kiss him, you were the one making the moves this time and he wasn’t complaining..his sharp canines nipping your lips playfully just to hear you gasp, god those noises were his favorite.

He seated himself to the hilt finally, he wouldn’t move till you made the call for him too, you two stayed still for the moment then you murmured against his lips, ‘Move.’ And he didn’t hesitate.

Starting his thrusts shallow and slow, leaning his head down, he couldn’t resist peppering your collar bone and neck with kisses then sucking marks into them, oh those were gonna be hard to hide tomorrow..

When everything had turned to pleasure and you were practically gasping, “Faster.” You demanded if anything and he chuckled, “As you wish.” Miguel obliged and sped up his thrusts, the desk creaking under your combined weight, he held you in place firmly, making sure you were safe above all else.

He picked up his pace, fast, slightly rough, and without stops. The slick of skin on skin bounced around the walls of the office, thank god most people had clocked out by now or they would’ve been hearing the ‘shlick!’ and your moans to boot.

Your ‘oh gods!’ and ‘Fffuckk!’ that slipped past your lips when they weren’t occupied..”You like that? Everything you imagined?” Miguel asked, his breath coming in short gasps as a groan escaped him, your thoughts were jumbled so you nodded with a moan as your lips fell open when he hit that spot inside you that made your toes curl.

“There it is.” He chuckled, and went for that spot as much as he could as he sucked more marks in your neck, his breath hot on your skin, his grunts and groans reaching your ears. Who knew your boss could be such a considerate lover?

Slowly though..that feeling coiled in your lower belly, hot and anticipated, it made your breathing become heavier, your moans more desperate. You could tell, he could tell..the way your walls fluttered around him so deliciously every time, fuck you were close, that high approaching.

“Come on..” Miguel coaxed, using his left hand and arm to keep your propped up, while his right hand snaked between you two to rub your clit in tight circles, the added simulation coupled with the way he hit that spot inside you so perfectly every time—

It hit you like a freight train, your cunt spasming around his cock, you toes curling, head lolling back as sparks flew behind your eyes, mouth open in an ‘ O’ silent cries melting into a loud ‘Miguel!’ His thrust became more desperate and erratic as you rode out your high, you could tell he wasn’t far behind, you pulled him by that tie again, kissing him nipping his lips this time, “I know you can..Come on..” you coaxed breathlessly.

And those thrusts became so fast as he chased his high, his groans and grunts became louder, his breath heavy, a soft sheen of sweet across his forehead. “Oh fuck, I’m going to—“ he words were cut off by a choke out groan as Miguel stilled inside you, cock twitching before he spilled deep inside, pausing, his face deep in your neck, panting against your skin.

You stayed like that for a couple minutes, the room only filled with each other’s breathes, “We really should clean up and get going..” you prompted and he just huffed, “Couple more minutes.” He requested, you sighed..

“Couple more minutes.”

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Taglist: @lanadelslayyed @guilty-pleasures21 @just-lilita

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"Over the desk."

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Boss!Miguel O'Hara x Assistant reader.

Characters included: Miguel O'Hara.

Summary: Your boss has begun to notice the way you stare and the certain things you do when he's around and he's decided to help you out a bit.

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Note: This is inspired by Badjur's assistant audio! :) Also I apologize for this taking FAR LONGER than I meant it too!

Content/Includes: JOI(Jerk off instructions), Jerking off over the phone, Mutual Masturbation, Guided Masturbation, Exhibitionism, Tit worship, Overall body worship,

Enjoy! ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ ✧ and a big thank you for sticking around while I was away!! I plan to write some gravity falls stuff soon to do with everyone’s favorite grunkles since I’ve recently played the dating sim AND have also recently rewatched arcane as well as the S2 eps (again) and plan to write for that too!

You’d been working for Miguel O’Hara for almost 4 years now, in all those 4 years you’d never been more affected and bothered by a person quite like the way your own BOSS got to you. You could never put your finger on it though, Miguel usually kept to himself and often didn't try to smile or go out of his way like others might have but there was something about him...was it his eyes? his hair? his face? his voice? You just couldn't name it and it was getting to you.

Time when he'd lean over your shoulder, his chest against your back while he looks over the schedule you've prepared, it had your heart beating, your thighs rubbing together just slightly on instinct and your mind running. You prayed every time in hopes that your cheeks weren't cherry red with the way you thought you were burning up inside and out.

However it all came stock piling one day when you noticed he was acting a bit off, towards the middle of the day, then the sound of shoes clicking against the floor until he comes around.

"Call off my meetings for today alright? Just tell'em I've got business to take care of." Miguel states as he flicks through the pages in his hands.

Your surprised by it, caught of guard really, but you agree, "Yes of course I can do that." You nodded turning in your chair, "Thank you, If any of them give you shit for it just tell them I asked for it directly and they can wait." He nods, "I do not want to be disturbed at all." he insists before heading to his office and shutting the door behind him with a 'Click!'

While your clearing his schedule and putting up a little 'do not disturb' on the office door and shutting it, you hear a noise? like a beep then--

You look and the little red light for the intercom on the phone was blinking, before you could open your mouth to say something, "Where would you be without her O'hara." You hear Miguel exhale slightly as he takes a seat in his chair, you want to speak up but he only continues, "Always so diligent, willing to do anything for you.." He trails off, "And so damn beautiful, that fucking body, the things I would do." Miguel groaned out over the line, your face, your sure by now is a tomato, then the sound of a belt coming undone, "I can finally unwind and let off some of this tension." Then a slight groan and 'Oh fuck..' followed.

The only other noise you could make out that had your face heating up was the sound of his hand pumping his cock slowly.."How long was I going to have to wait in that meeting." His chair creaks as he leans back, "Fucking dammit..images of her bent over this desk..couldn't get rid of them." the sound of his pumping speeds up, butterflies erupt in your stomach and heat pools between your legs. "Too damn perfect, that perfect little skirt riding up, on her perfect little body.." there's a slight pant to Miguel's voice, "My perfect little assistant." The sounds of him pumping his cock pick up even more, your thighs squeeze together instinctively.

"God, your so eager to always fill everyone of my requests," when he goes from 'her' to 'you' as if being direct it makes you jump slight, "Wonder how she'd feel if she knew how hard she got me, if she knew that I knew exactly why she stay's after hours, how she'd feel if I knew why she comes to my office so often.." His words trail off.

Your heart is thumping, "I wonder how she would feel that I know she can hear me over the intercome, Right now." Miguel huffs out, you jump, "Me?" You squeak out slightly, "Yes you, your enjoying this aren't you?" there's a slight teasing lilt to his voice as he asks.

"I didn't know--" "Come on, in all the years you have worked with me, worked for me, when have I ever been that careless?" He asked, your quiet, "No, you know me, I'm careful, calculated." There's a gruff, yet needy undertone. "You've been enjoying listening to me stroke this thick, fat cock huh? Sitting there behind your desk, thighs pressed together, am I wrong?" He asked.

You feel your cheeks grow hotter, your thighs press tighter, he's got you read like a book. "I'm extremely thorough and careful with everything I do and..everyone I do." He practically enunciates the last few words and it sends a slight shiver. 'God' he murmurs, the sound of him fisting his cock growing a bit slow paced as he talks, "I'll be honest, I've been watching the way you act and dress a bit more closer than I ever have-- Fuck," He groans out followed by a few other curses.

"God..If only you could see the precum dripping from this fat tip huh?" Miguel out right teases, enjoying the way he can hear you shifting in your chair, "I'm not displeased with your work, not by a long shot, quite impressed, but..I notice the way your thighs clench together when I lean on the wall beside you or when I place these big hands on your desk, wouldn't you love them holding those thighs open.." He trails off and you can't help but shudder.

He's reveling in this with his heavy breathes and curses as he rubs his cock, "I can see the way your breath picks up when I lean over you, and those wandering eyes..Shit.." He breathes out, "I've noticed the way they seem to travel down when I wear these pants, the way they stare a bit longer..gave me a reason to wear them more often." His pumping picks up, you swallow audibly, "The way you can't help but stare at the imprint of my cock, not even hard and yet you keep an eye on this package hm?" His teasing tone despite him sounding breathless is just so audible.

"But I'm not the only one who's been wearing something often, you've noticed my looks with those short pencil skirts you've been wearing.." Your shifting side to side when he says that, heat pooling, "But tell me, is that skirt still nice and snug around those beautiful thighs or have you hiked it up to make room for these beautiful hands between those thighs?" You couldn’t even think and get the words out. He just chuckled into the other line. “Go on hike the skirt nice and high for me..” Miguel’s voice was low and husky.

You swallow thickly before bringing your skirt hem up and up..”Now move those pretty panties aside.” His voice rings through the receiver, your heart is racing as she move them aside, you practically exhale which earns a chuckle from him. “Getting excited are we? We’re barely even there.” He teases.

“Now, listen carefully hm? Part your soft thighs and pull those panties aside..” he instructed and you followed, “Now rub that sweet little clit of yours.” That was more of an order than an instruction that there wasn’t any hesitation on your end because you went right to it.

The thought, not the *knowledge* that your boss could hear you and was actively guiding you, had you gasping and panting as quietly as you could within in seconds, your fingers working your clit in tight circles, lost in your own little world..meanwhile, Miguel was reveling in this, it had him throbbing and aching hearing all the pretty little noises that were coming from you..

His free hand instinctively working his cock in time, “Listen to yourself…Buen dios…Such pretty sounds they are.” Miguel praised and god it got you so damn good. “Fuck I—-I just..” you gasped, it was making his resolve crack, he wanted to tease and mess with you to the point of where you needed it just as bad as he did.

“Go on, slide those fingers in, come on.” He urged, his voice smooth yet deep, it always sent shivers down your spine. You bit your lip, your hands slowly sliding down further, your middle finger first then your ring finger followed, starting a slow rhythm, in..out..the wet sounds that reached your ears were loud to you because of the way your heart had been filling the quietness with it’s beating in your ears but the noise that replaced it would’ve made you blush if you hadn’t already been.

Then, within a couple minutes, you noticed how quiet Miguel had become and thought maybe he’d been put off and then you really listened, quiet grunts & groans reached your ears through the receiver. The soft ‘schlick’ of him pumping his cock felt so loud even if it really wasn’t.

“I can tell your listening, those pants and moans stopped, tell me do you like what you hear?” He asked with a chuckle , low and breathless. “God of course I do,” you practically whined. Miguel clicked his tongue, “Impatient huh?” He teased you again, “At this point yes I am, and it’s becoming unbearable, my fingers aren’t enough!” You huffed exasperated, then all you heard was quiet.

“Mr. O’Hara?” You asked, “Miguel?” Your tone became curious but also worried before the sound of shoes on the flooring echoed and they were fast steps. Approaching your office fast, the gait, the weight of it, added up into your mind as Miguel. Then the door swung open and your assumption was correct. “Not enough? Well let me assist with that.” Miguel’s words came out gruffer than really intended.

You swallowed thickly softly as you removed your fingers, nodding as he approached you, “Look at you, fucking delicious,” he reached down and took your fingers, bringing them to his lips, before taking them in his mouth, a shudder running down your spine.

Then he pulled them out, licking his lips and leaning in..

“Let me satisfy you today.”

PT 1.

[cupidssorbet]

Coming sooonn!

Miguel x Secretary Reader!

Miguel rumbled out a guttural groan at your muffled gasps and whines, absolutely enraptured by the erotic sight of you pinned beneath him against the desk.

"Fuck, look at you taking this cock so eagerly," he grated, nearly undone by the sight of your usually pristine hair now mussed, your cheeks flushed red and lips kiss bitten.

Powerful hips began pistoning relentlessly, burrowing deep within your clutching silken heat on every forceful snap. His thick sack slapped wetly against your swollen lips, musky scent permeating the room. The desk creaked and shook beneath the two of you as you clapped a hand over your mouth to hide any other sounds that might escape.

Miguel reached beneath her trembling form to trace light circles over your pulsing clit, desperate to wring from another visceral release.

"Come on...I want to feel you clench down round this throbbing cock," he urged gruffly, never ceasing his ruthless pace for an instant. “I know you can.”

[cupidssorbet]

"So wrong, yet so right."

(Artist: Teletwobees!)

DBF!Miguel x Reader.

Summary: You developed a crush on your fathers best friend awhile back..Miguel ends up learning about these feelings.

Includes: AFAB reader but no specified pronouns/race/looks nothing, flirting/teasing, praise, soft ish miguel, unprotected PIV(wrap it babes xoxo), Fingering, Cumming on body.

P.S ALL CHARACTERS ARE OF AGE, Reader is 20-21 and in college!!

Word count: 1745.(feeding you sugars)

Xoxo Cupid.

Miguel O’hara, A long-time friend to your father who you had met when you were about 12 or 13, his smile and the way he laughed always had your stomach erupting in butterflies. Looking back on it you believed it was just a stupid little kid crush but even now, an adult in college, that feeling has done anything but leave.

He was such a kind guy, always polite, and friendly..it was stupid, he treated everyone that way but for some reason he still made your cheeks hot, your head woozy, and your stomach in flips with just a look or a smile. His nicknames always set you off too, ‘Chiquita’ ‘Cariño’ etc it was all just a sweet gesture but god it had you feeling like you were going to faint back then.

“Pardon me Cariño,” He said softly as he moved past you, his breath tickling the back of your neck, you snapped back to the present carefully moving as he put a hand on your hip to get behind you. Your face felt hot as he moved past you looking at you with a kind smile as he went back over to your uncles and fathers who were at the grill. Your heart fluttered slightly as you looked at him but you had to remind yourself he was far older than you AND he was your fathers friend.

You shook your head and walked on, stopping to talk with some of your aunts or cousins, trying to get your mind off him, off Miguel and the things he did to you. Once the sun was high in the sky you decided a swim would do you some good, so you hurried up to find your swimsuit, realizing you had left your diary out, cliche as it is you just haphazardly tossed it under your pillow to which is had tumbled to the floor as you left turning to go use the bathroom to change.

“Ay, Go see if she wants any of this?” your father said motioning to the food looking to Miguel who gave him a nod, he asked your cousins where you went and they said inside and to your room. So he made his way upstairs, he knocked softly and when he didn’t hear an answer he opened the door gently, “Chiquita, I’m coming in.” he hummed slightly as he opened it. You weren’t in there, he raised a brow slightly. Noticing the haphazardly opened book on the floor, he sighed, shaking his head going to pick it up and put it away for you.

Then his eyes spotted his name in the book, a book he thought was just another one of your school books, he couldn’t help it really, his name was littered all over the page. The more he read the more shocked he became, the more his shock turned into surprise then flattery that you thought this was of him, even now. He chuckled a bit and shut the book, putting it back on your bed before leaving the room, when he came down he just told your father you were busy which wasn’t really a lie.

Eventually you did come down, blissfully unaware that Miguel knew about your little crush that had festered over the years, you jumped into the pool with your cousins laughing as you came up outta the water. Then you felt eyes on you, when you turned to look it was Miguel, he looked at you for a moment with a slight smile on his face before he turned his attention to the person beside him laughing and talking again.

You blinked trying to figure out while he stared then smiled at you, your mind raced with possibilities before you just decided to drop. Maybe he was looking at someone past you or something. So you continued to relax in the cool waters of the pool before eventually getting out and heading back inside to find a towel to dry off with trying not to drip water everywhere.

Miguel saw an opportunity to ask you about the diary writings, he excused himself from the conversation heading inside himself. When you had gone upstairs to search the towel closet eventually finding one, there he was and you jumped slightly. “Oh my gosh, You startled me Miguel!” you said laughing a bit, and he just chuckled and shook his head. “Hey, Could I ask you a question?” he asked as he walked over to you.

“I don’t see why not?” you replied back slightly confused, “What do you mean by I give you butterflies hm?” he asked almost smugly and his smile only seemed to grow when your cheeks became hot and your eyes wide like a deer in headlights. “I..I beg your pardon?” you croaked out, “You know what I mean,” he hummed as he got closer. Your mouth felt dry, your heart was in your ears practically and your mouth parted slightly but you couldn’t find the words. 

“Is it true Cariño..That I make you feel some kind of way? Honestly I’m flattered by the fact that such a cute thing like you is into me.” he said softly as he looked at you with those eyes, “Miguel I..” “Shh..Shh,” He shushed you gently as he planted a kiss on your head. The simple action made your knees feel weak as you looked at him with those begging eyes. “Please.” Was all you managed out, your mind felt jumbled, your words not piecing together how you wanted and all he could do was laugh slightly. “Please what?” That damn bastard,he knew what.

You sighed well, more or less huffed, “Okay okay, but do you want this?” he said, his lips becoming mere inches from yours. “God yes..” his lips immediately found yours in a needy heated kiss, hands beginning to wander your body as he broke from your kiss. Leading you into a more..empty room.

“You know how bad this is..” You murmured softly as he laid you back into the soft plush couch of the room . But you didn’t want to protest, you in-fact wanted to beg him, plead for him to get on with it. “Oh cariño.” He said with a chuckle as his thumb brushed over your panty clad cunt. “Should I stop then? Hm?” He said teasing you, watching as you shook your head. “No please.” you gasped out.

He just smiled smugly, his face burying into your neck, soft kisses peppering all over your neck and collarbone, murmuring words in your skin. Eventually after much teasing his fingers carefully push your panties aside, swallowing the gasp that escapes your lips as his fingers delve into your wet heat. 

Slowly and in a teasing pace he worked you, littering your skin with marks and kisses, all kinds of praises dripping off his tongue as your mouth sat agape as you gasped when he curled his fingers gently. He’d only go faster when you’d beg his fingers moving as you’d ask of him. His drive to have you reach your pleasure, to make you feel good in the end.

He rubbed soft slow circles on your clit, humming soft kisses into your collar bone eyes focused on the way your face would contort in pleasure at certain movements and he’d hone in on those specific ones until you were writhing under him with soft moans and gasps of his name. Whining impatiently when pulled away from you, making quick work of your panties and his belt and what not.

He continued to leave your body marked and dotted with kisses, soft and gentle, words of affirmation and praise echoing out against your skin. “You want this? Say it and I’ll give it to you.” Miguel murmured lowly only for you to hear, all you could do was nod quick words of ‘yes’ and ‘please’ coming out in small gasps. With careful and painfully slow movements he pushed his length into your velvet heat.

Groaning into your neck, as he carefully sheathed himself inside, your little breathless noises made him want to move so unbelievably fast and rough with you but he held himself back waiting for you and when you were ready. “Please, Please move Mig.” When you asked that of him he couldn’t deny you.

Carefully he began to move his hips, in and out, finding a rhythm that had your head reeling and nails digging red crescents into his arms. His brows knitted together his eyes darting down to where you two connected, eyes shutting as he felt you flutter around him. He went right back to kiss up your neck, telling you all kinds of sweet things.

“Oh you like that? So damn good and tight.”

“Just right, doing so good.”

“Look so pretty getting fucked.”

He’d whisper and murmur as he’d fuck into you slow then fast when you’d beg of him, his movements deliberate and in a rhythm. When he’d get faster and rougher you felt like he would quite literally fuck your brains out. The way he wouldn’t hold back muffling his noises in your neck.

But god his noises, soft grunts and groans, the occasional small soft whimper of a groan when your cunt tightened around him. It had him going mad, fucking into you as you whined and tried to tell him you were cumming.

“Mig,,Mig fuck, I’m gonna-” You couldn’t even get the words out when his fingers found your clit doing circles on it that had your mind melting practically. “Do it,” was all he said and it was like a snap of fingers or something, your cunt tightening around him as you gasped out and cried his name only to be silenced by him placing a kiss to your lips, bringing his pace up.

Chasing his own high with the way you were milking him practically, he rode through your high, his thrusts becoming sloppy and fast, desperate even. Few thrusts later and he pulled out cumming across your lower stomach with a low groan.

After a moment of coming down from your highs, he carefully got up off you, planting a chaste kiss to your lips, as he used your ruined panties to clean up your lower stomach, shoving them in his pocket. “Hey, I liked that pair.” you said sitting up. “I’ll buy you another pair, and more Cariño.” he said, planting a kiss on your head.

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"What a cowboy.”

Cowboy/Vaquero Miguel x Ranch-Hand? Reader.(Beautiful art above is by Katromz on tiktok and insta!)

Summary: Miguel ends up trying to befriend his longtime friend and employers niece however maybe befriend isn't quite the word.

Includes: AFAB reader but no specified pronouns/race/looks nothing, flirting/teasing, Nicerish AU Miguel, caught masturbating, Oral M & F, recieving praise, mentions of the word 'cunt/pussy', P in V, as well as not much use of name more nicknames.

P.S Vaquero and Cowboy are the same words for those who don't know, a friend requested this so I delivered! Please pardon any terribly translated Spanish I am still learning and had only few help from a friend of mine! This was a request so thank you to my friend!

Word count: 7766.(it's a long one babes.)

By cupid.

Begin.

You’d been sent out for the summer to help your uncle at his ranch, you didn’t mind too much it’d be giving you more to do than usual. He was happy to have you since most his ranch-hands called out or would be busy trying to fill in the empty spots left by others. So when he heard his favorite niece would be dropping in to help out he was more than delighted.

It was a long, long car ride to his ranch and by the time you had arrived the sun was high in the sky and it was sweltering. You hopped out of your dad’s truck with a smile on your face, your cousin’s Poppy & Nana coming to greet you with enthusiasm, quickly taking your bags. “Look at you two, it feels like it’s been forever since we’ve hung out together!” You say as you nudge Nana’s arm, she laughs a bit as the three of you trudge up the dirt driveway up to the main house.

Poppy opens the door for you as soon as you head inside you hear a squeal from your Aunt Maria, who immediately runs over to scoop you up into a hug. “Sweetheart it has been too long!” She says excitedly as she practically squeezes the air outta you. “I missed ya too aunty but please..please let me go I can’t breathe-!” You manage out as she lets you go, “Oh my! Sorry ‘bout that sugar! It’s just been so long!” She says pinching your cheek a little. “Now, Girls go show her to her room alright? Get all cozy, Jack said he wasn’t gonna have you start work till tomorrow when he can give you the lowdown of everythin’ new.” She said shooing you three up the stairs.

You followed the girls up the stairs as they talked away, you weren’t really invested in the conversation as you looked at all the old pictures that were hung up on the walls. All those old memories made you smile, you were out of it until Poppy pulled you back into reality with a tug on the arm, albeit a hard tug, “You alright there?” She asked, raising a brow at you as nana opened the door to the room, you blinked and flashed her a smile. “Yeah just got a little out of it, this heat whew it is-” “Why don’t we head to the lake!” Nana says with a bright smile as she sets your bags on your bed, cutting you off.

“Oh I don’t know what if your dad needs me here or help with anything I’m not just here to leisure about.” You say as they both sigh dramatically, “C’mon you heard mama, papa’s not gonna need you till tomorrow!” Poppy says crossing her arms, eventually you sigh giving into them and their antics. Excitedly they leave you to get ready telling you to meet them downstairs when done. Once you are ready to go with a little bag that has sunscreen and such inside you hurry downstairs the two girls waiting for you.

You can’t help but grin with their contagious smiles, “Ma! We’re heading to the lake!” Nana calls out to her, “Be safe girls! Be back by sundown too ya hear?” She calls from the kitchen and you all respond with unanimous ‘Yes ma’am!’ before hurrying out the door giggling like a bunch of school girls as you anticipate the cool water of the lake.

It was a bit of a trek until you reached it, shoving branches aside and walking through bushes hoping none of them were poison ivy or poison at all. Once nana pushed a thick willow branch aside you sighed happily, the blue water shining under the high sun. The three of you quickly hurried to the shore finding a nice spot to lay your things.

As you and nana carefully laid things out poppy quickly ditched her shorts she wore over her swimsuit bottoms and ran into the cool water with a loud cheer. She then decided to splash the two of you, causing you to get a cheeky grin. “Oh that’s how it’s gonna be huh?” You asked playfully as you ditched your own shoes and bottoms before running into the water yourself.

The cool embrace of the lake on your warm skin made you feel completely relaxed, until you remembered your motive to run in here in the first place. The time at the lake started with games and running off the rock ledge that overlooked the lake to jump in. Splashing one another or Watching as someone did something dumb for what felt like the 100th time in those hours.

By the time the sun started to settle down in the sky you were resting on your towel as the girls continued to play in the waters. Drifting off into your own daydreams, sunglasses shielding your eyes from the fleeting rays, until you were startled awake by squeal. You assumed something had happened, so you quickly sat up pushing your sunglasses to sit on your head. “What? What happened?” you asked worried, until you saw them giggling over something or more rather..someone.

You let a slight huff at the fact they had you all worried for nothing, you however curiously followed their eyes. Wondering what could’ve caused them to squeal to begin with. Down a good way from your spots on the bank was a man, a rather handsome man you had to admit. Poppy however caught your staring and with a cheeky smile sat beside you, “Ooo! Do I sense a crush perhaps?” She said with a shit eating grin.

Waving her off you stopped staring at the mystery man, “Oh please, You think everything is a crush or love related.” you said, trying to dismiss her packing your stuff away as the sun started to set. Nana was quick to hurry outta the water spotting you and your packing, quickly just tossing her stuff in her bag as you & poppy shook your heads at her mess of a bag now.

All of you hurried back dodging branches and plants until you were on an open stretch the house coming into view, “So..” you started, earning their attention again. “Who was that guy?” you asked, keeping your gaze ahead. You heard the stifled giggles and such from them before nana caught up to you, “He is papa’s right hand man, quite the looker isn’t he?” she teased with a smile. “I suppose,” you said as you walked up the porch steps hearing their squeals and giggles. “But don’t go tellin’ anyone, I barely know that man.” you said sternly pointing at the two of them and they quickly stopped their giggling nodding as you headed inside.

Heading inside your aunt had prepared some dinner for when everyone got back, and as hungry as you were you decided to go and get a shower. Not before your uncle was quick to scoop you up in a hug much to your protest before you fake made a disgusted face before he ruffled up your hair as you headed up the stairs getting a warm shower and some dryer clothes.

After dinner and what not you were sitting upstairs with Poppy & Nana and one or two of the herding dogs, flicking through movies trying to find something to watch. Seeing as none of you could agree on anything it eventually came down to just getting some sleep, the hours at the lake tiring you out and your aunt & uncle calling out a goodnight to you three had reminded you that you’d be out helping in the morning so sleep was a good option.

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The birds started chirping and the sun began to peek through the blinds, once it hit your eyes you groaned and began to open your eyes with a squint bringing a hand up to block the bright rays from practically blinding you. Sitting up blinking the sleep from your eyes you took note that it was just you and nana in the room, nana being fast asleep still.

You decided it’d be a good time to wake up and get ready so you could start helping your uncle out, you quickly brushed your hair to look less like you just got up and then you grabbed an outfit from your suitcase that would best suit the chores you’d be doing and the hot summer heat. You quickly made your way downstairs some of the dogs following you, “Mornin’ Sugar!” Aunt Maria called to her as she flipped some pancakes. “Morning Aunt Maria, Where’d poppy run off to?” you asked, snatching up a piece of bacon from the plate on the counter sharing some with the dogs.

“Oh she ran into town to fetch some more seeds for the garden, Jack told me we had extras but I know we didn’t, speakin’ of which since your most likely heading out that way mind giving those breakfast burritos on the counter the boys.” She asked using her spatula to motion to the cloth covered basket. You nodded, finishing the bacon off and grabbing the basket heading out the back door and off the porch to the main farm area and barn.

It wasn’t a long walk by any means, just one that felt long with how the sun sat so high and beating down on you, you spotted your uncle's truck out front of the barn. All the workers either sitting in the bed of the truck or leaning against it, you hurried over with a smile on your face as your uncle spotted you tipping his hat back slightly, a smile coming to his face.

“Hey there sweetheart, whatcha got?” he asked as he got up off the side of the truck walking over. “Aunty asked me to bring these breakfast burritos for you boys.” you said and they all hooted and hollered hurrying off the truck to grab one for themselves making you just laugh and shake your head. “Thank you for that darlin’ , right you all know my niece don’t you?” He asked, raising a brow as a few murmured yes’s and no’s were heard.

“Well you do now,” he said as he motioned to you, moving aside as you gave them all a wave of ‘hello’ then you spotted him, the man from the lake the other day. You didn’t realize you were staring until he made eye contact with you. A rather cheeky smile gracing his lips.

Once they were all done with their burritos the real work began. “Alright, Think you can work on feedin’ all the animals first then we can start on herdin’ the pasture ones back alright?” Your uncle asked and you nodded, “I’m on it!” you said with a smile. “How bout I send someone with ya, we’ve got a few new ones that might need some introduction, How about..Miguel!” your uncle said, clapping his hands together.

You were picking up one of the feed bags off the truck bed when a rather tall and muscular man walked up with a slight smile on his face, “Looks like I’m helpin’ you today sweetheart.” Miguel said, and oh god Miguel was the man from the lake. This realization almost had you dropping the feed bag before you quickly readjusted your hold on the bag. He only chuckled, slightly tilting his head and the brim of his hat up, giving you an even better look at his face, “Come on don’t go fallin’ for me already.' ' he teased at you.

Huffing you adjusted your grip on the bag turning on your heel with a little scoff, “You wish, I would never I barely know you.” You said as you began walking, utter bullshit, you couldn’t lie that his face, his eyes, his damn voice had you enthralled. He only let out a hearty chuckle following you carrying a bag or two of his own, “Then why not get to know me?” He suggested, shaking his head as you sped up your walking speed.

When you finally reached the animals you breathed a sigh of relief, quickly hurrying over to say ‘hello’ to all of them forgetting about Miguel following after you, he stood off to the side as he opened some of the bags watching as you excitedly said ‘hello’ to the ones you knew, all calling them by name then excitedly gasping at the ones you didn't know.

He had to admit he found it amusing, cute even at the way you greeted them all. He had to, he just had to, he cleared his throat which brought you back to your little situation causing you to huff almost and it only made him chuckle as he pushed a feed bag, ready and open your way. You grabbed the bag, opened the pen door and made your way inside without him, starting to fill up all the feeding spots walking about.

Miguel thought this would be a good time to start a conversation, “So, Why do ya keep ignoring me?” he asked and you just hummed in response, “I’m not.” You denied, “Ah-Ah just now you almost did.” He said looking at you, that stupid look on his face had you smiling slightly and rolling your eyes. Trying to look away before he caught it, but oh he caught it. “Hey! I saw that, I made a breakthrough!” He says motioning around to a nonexistent crowd almost proud of himself causing you to shake your head with a slight smile.

You two finished up the feeding chores with relative ease, the tension simply melting away as you two actually got to talking with one another actually getting to know more like he suggested, then you started saddling up some of the horses so they could head out to check for any lost or still loose cattle or sheep. You finished tightening one of the straps, patting the nose of the horse, a smile on your face when it responded with a big sloppy lick to your hand. “Alright, Are we ready to get a move on?” he asked as he took the reins from your hand. “Yep, All saddled up.” you said with a little salute.

“Thank you sugar, how bout you go feed the calves while we’re gone if you're up for it?” your uncle asked, hoping on the horse. “I can’t say no to feeding the calves,” you said with a smile. With a few waves and goodbyes you went off in search of the bottles that had the formula for the calves that were rescued and didn’t exactly take to any cow the ranch had. You grabbed the bucket of bottles and took a seat in the stable stall with one of the babies. Taking the bottle out, the little thing came running and it made you laugh.

You held the bottle up for it and at first it went well until it didn’t somehow, something had gotten on the shirt underneath your overalls and that was not sitting well on your skin with heat in the air. So you thought, hey they wouldn’t be back for maybe an hour or two at most so you unclipped the clips of your overalls and took the shirt off letting it rest on the table that had all the tools and such then you clipped your overalls back up and when right back to taking care of the calves.

To you only 30 maybe 40 minutes had gone by so you still weren’t too worried about putting that shirt back on or heading back to the house as you happily wandered the stable saying ‘hello’ to the horses that stayed behind. Blissfully unaware that Miguel had headed back to grab the hat he had forgotten, quickly making his way inside of the stable. Stopping his tracks quietly when he spotted you petting one of the horses and it seemed innocent enough until his eyes seemed to wander lower..to the point where he noticed you were not wearing a shirt under your overalls. And not wanting to make you uncomfortable or wanting to make anything else happen he just gave up grabbing his hat and left as quietly as possible.

When you had assumed they’d be coming back you went and got the shirt off the workbench and put it back on quickly as the cowboys came into view. You put on a smile and looked ahead as they made their way over and started hopping their horses all saying their ‘hellos’ and such but Miguel just completely ignored you, was he not going on about you ignoring despite barely knowing him earlier? What a hypocrite.

You just shrugged it off, what would it matter really, you said a quick ‘hello’ to your uncle as you checked the time, you had promised you’d spend the last few hours before the sun actually set at the lake with the girls and you had to depart to get ready. Simply brushing off Miguel ignoring you, you went back to the main house to change and once you were done you headed off however little did you know you’d spend your time alone at the lake..well for a little bit at least.

You relaxed on the bank for a little bit taking in the sun's rays after applying sunscreen of course, waiting thinking maybe they’d got busy or something. So you went from enjoying the water to resting on the shore to reading the book you brought until you exhaled a bit annoyed. You got up, gathered your things, slipped your shorts back on and made your way back to the main house in a slight huff.

When you opened the door your aunt seemed to pick up on your bad mood, “What’s the matter pumpkin?” she asked as she dried her hands with the towel. “The girls told me to meet them at the lake and then they just didn’t come!” you said with arm motions. She seemed to shake her head and sigh, “Well if your looking to pick a bone with them they might’ve gone down to the guest house to deliver the fruit like I asked, the one where the cowboys are stayin’.” She said, giving you a little nod. You thanked her begrudgingly before starting your way to the guest house, saying hello to the cowboys you saw as you headed by whether they were lugging hay or simply just passing by.

You got to the guest house and opened the front door, it was rather empty, and you didn’t hear any giggling, not even a hint of your cousin’s voices, you raised your brow carefully making your way down the hallway. You continued until you saw a door slightly creaked open, you neared it hoping maybe your cousin’s were just fooling around here and that you could drag them back. But that idea quickly evaporated as you neared closer you heard..grunts? At first you thought it was one of pain but when you got a view of what was behind the just barely opened door you quickly realized it was not one of pain rather of pleasure.

There Miguel laid on presumably his bed, legs spread slightly, cowboy hat resting lazily over his head, pants just barely down his thighs as his head moved up his hard erection..precum leaking from the red angry tip. You couldn’t help but stare, biting back the gasps with a hand over your mouth. His teeth sucking his bottom lip back slightly exposing his sharp canines that had you feeling some kind of way, but oh boy it just got better as soon as you mindlessly dropped your hand from your mouth he muttered out your name, “Dios... Ni siquiera sé cómo me hiciste esto..(God... I don't even know how you did this to me.)�� He murmured out in Spanish as he hissed when he glided his thumb over the leaking slit.

Miguel was lost in his own thoughts, his mind flitting back to when he saw you in the stable in nothing but your shoes and overalls. He groaned out as he moved his hand up, he knew it was wrong and dirty not just for the fact that he was just getting to know you but the fact he wished it was your hands and not his then he was snapped back to reality by a noise..

You gasped and your gasp got his attention causing you to quickly hide behind the wall before he could spot you, when you heard him moving off the bed you were quick to run as quietly down the hallway. Your feet carried you quickly as you hurried out of the guest house not wanting to get caught in the slightest.

Your heart felt like it was in your ears, your cheeks felt hot, hell your whole body felt hot. You hurried quick and fast to the main house, your feet just carrying you inside as you gave a quick ‘hello’ to your Aunt before going to your room flopping onto your bed. Burying your head into your pillow and just screaming muffling it.

God..he was thinking about YOU? That had your heart feeling like it was going to burst out of your chest, you rolled onto your back as you stared at the ceiling that moment replaying in your head causing you to subconsciously rub your thighs together before you brought your hands up to smack your cheeks, mentally cursing yourself for feeling this way.

Huffing you sat up on the bed grabbing your journal you brought with you, “God..Was he really thinking about me? But why,” you murmured as you flipped out the journal trying to write it out of your mind at least so you could push it off and act as if normal. By the time you finished you were called down for dinner and you just inhaled and exhaled pushing it to the back of your mind shoving the Journal under your pillow and heading down.

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By the time dinner was done you and poppy were helping with the dishes as a few of the cowboys stopped by to drop off some stuff and there he was again, you quickly looked away as he spotted you offering you a sweet smile and tilt of his hat. You only just ignored him continuing your conversation with poppy and working on the dishes.

When you finished you quickly dried your hands not wanting to stick around for very long you couldn’t even fathom why seeing him again got you so much more worked up than it should. “I’m headin’ to bed really tired, Night everyone!” you called quickly as you hurried up the stairs to your bedroom causing Miguel and a few others to raise a brow before just brushing it off to turn to their own things.

You inhaled sharply and exhaled laying onto your bed, your hands traveling gingerly down your stomach to the hem of your pj shorts. Your fingers slipping past the hem of the shorts to your panty clad cunt, exhaling slightly as your fingers brushed over your cunt that slight pressure you added caused your body to melt slightly into your pillows. Your mind clouding with thoughts of him, before the sound of someone coming upstairs snapped you back to reality.

You quickly pulled away from your shorts and grabbed a random book from the nightstand to act as if you were reading. Poppy and Nana came bursting in with a movie for the three of you to watch and you all but sighed happily as it was something to completely take your mind off it.

The movie was put in and the lights were turned off getting all cozy in your beds and watching the movie until you all but fell asleep..

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For the next few days you did your best to keep your distance from Miguel but your hard-headedness to stay away from him only had him more intrigued and always earned a laugh from him because you always denied his questions whenever he asked one and you denied his help just to make it easier, but it seemed to fail every now and again considering your help to your uncle’s work and with him always having the cowboys with him you only ever saw him everyday..

The next morning came and you decided you’d just avoid Miguel completely and only interact if you just HAD to interact with him thinking that it would be best especially because of the way you made him feel and with the way he had you feeling even if you were just getting to know him better.

Today you dawned a nice summer dress as you were going to help your Aunt in the garden to keep a distance between you and him. You put on a sun hat and followed your Aunt out to the garden to work on the precious marigolds she had planted that were getting swallowed by the pesky weeds.

Dropping down onto your knees and getting to work right away you heard a clatter of tools causing your head to whip around to where it came from, and god fucking dammit you swore nothing was on your side this week, it was miguel, tool belt beside him and a few fence posts as he shot you an apologetic smile. “Sorry bout’ that didn’t mean to startle you act like I’m not here.” you only hummed in response, turning your attention back to the flowers.

Digging into the dirt yanking weed after weed out as the sun began to rise high into the sky above, causing you to start to sweat under the hot rays. You huffed sitting back on your heels as you dusted your hands off of dirt with the exception of some stuck under your nails. Miguel heard your little huff and his eyes happened to wander your way, gazing unapologetically up your figure, your flushed face and slightly pouted lips catching his attention.

He cleared his throat slightly, turning his attention back to the fence, “You doin’ alright Miss?” he asked, tipping his hat back slightly. You just hummed in response earning a small frown from him, “What?” you asked, raising a brow. “How come you keep ignorin’ me, I thought we were making progress?” he said as he looked at you.

“Well, You started it when you came back from the stable that day and completely ignored me.” you shot back as you crossed your arms, “I did not I was just busy,” he said more matter of factly. The way he seemed so hurt by your antics had you feeling bad almost, you eventually sighed dropping your arms to your side. “Alright fine I have been but I ain’t telling you why, BUT I will make a better effort to stop ignoring you I suppose.” You said and you watched as his face brightened slightly.

“Well I think I’d be the happiest cowboy around,” He said with that stupid smile, “You're so weird.” You stated, shaking your head and turning your attention back to the weeds. He only laughed and went right back to his job, that’s what sparked the two of you talking again, you knew deep down you weren’t gonna be able to ignore him even if you tried because that really only made things awkward so you decided it would be best to try and be his friend.

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That is how you spent some of your days, getting to know him and then spilling your feelings to your little diary and then going right back at being friendly, well one fateful day you made the mistake of leaving your diary not entirely under your pillow.

You were helping Miguel lug some hay to the truck and you exhaled, noticing the way your skin was getting a little red, “Damn, Hey Miguel could you go to my room and grab my sunscreen for me? I’ll finish loading up the hay if you do.” You said giving him a little smile and he sighed with a laugh. “Alright alright I’ll go fetch it, Where would I find it?” He asked stopping in his tracks.

“On the nightstand!” You called back as you grabbed another bale, he nodded giving you a little salute before setting off. He headed inside offering a polite ‘hello’ to your aunt before going upstairs finding your room and heading inside. Originally he was just here to grab the sunscreen and go but a little book peeking out from behind your pillow had him curious.

He stopped for a moment before he eventually caved and carefully picked it up in his hands, just a peek, it wouldn’t hurt really. Just a peek turned into reading some pages and skipping others, that was until he stumbled upon some of the more..explicit pages and they seemed to be about him. God he felt his pride swell, the way you thought about him and looked at him.

“Well damn little lady..” Miguel murmured with a slight smile on his face before he shut the journal, having now learned about your developing crush on him and the way you thought about him. He grabbed the sunscreen and headed back down and out with a curt tip of his hat.

You noticed when he was walking back he had a little beat to his steps causing you to smile and raise a brow as you took the sunscreen from him. “What’s got you so happy go lucky?” you asked as you applied some on your face and arms and he just hummed in response. “Eh no particular thing, can’t a man just be happy hm?” He teased you and you playfully swatted at his arm. Once you were all good with the sunscreen you two got back to work, all the moving and feeding and more moving of stuff had you both out till the sun was settling near the mountain tops.

“Hm, Looks like we should start headin’ back Miguel.” You said looking at the way the sun was settling, “Ah right, can’t believe the day slipped away from us that damn quick.” He said as he adjusted his hat to sit back on his head slightly, you couldn’t help but admire his features slightly before snapping yourself out of it. “Miguel, I was wondering if you, I mean if you and any of the cowboys would like to come down to the main house for a lunch of sorts,” Miguel smiled coyly at your little invitation, “Oh? You're inviting little ol’ me huh?” he said his smile went from coy to smug and you rolled your eyes playfully.

“You wish, I’m doing it as a request from my aunt.” You said lying through your teeth, no you were wholeheartedly inviting Miguel, using your aunt as an excuse so he didn’t see right through you. However that was long gone really, he already saw right through you, you and your dirty little thoughts with the way you looked at him and what he learned from your diary. He dramatically put a hand over his heart, “I am truly honored sugar,” he joked causing you to roll your eyes again starting your way back to the main house.

His smile never leaving his face,”See ya tomorrow sweetheart,” he laughed as you turned away from him quickly heading back to the main house to wash up for dinner, he knew damn well what he was going to do tomorrow to get you alone and he couldn’t wait.

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He spent his day counting down the minutes till he could meet you for lunch well you and your family really, when he saw how the time neared closer he had gone back to the guest house to freshen up opting for a nicely pressed shirt, one of his nice belts, and some jeans that he knew you thought looked damn good on him. Grabbing his hat swiftly and the sunflowers he got just for today.

Making sure he didn’t look too eager he toned down his steps and his excitement, knocking on the front door adjusting his grip on the flowers. He heard you call out ‘I got it!’ before your footsteps followed, opening the door you were the picture of summer. Wearing a nice little sundress, hair more loose and free, and a smile creeping its way onto your face. “Howdy little miss.” He said his southern drawl coming out more has he held the flowers out to you.

You accepted them gratefully, “Miguel you really didn’t have to-” “I wanted to sugar, there’s a difference.” He hummed as he walked inside with you greeting your aunt and uncle with his usual polite demeanor and then greeting your cousins with that smile of his. You couldn’t help but grin, going and finding a vase for the flowers. “He’s a real nice boy ain’t he?” your aunt asked, having noticed your grin.

Still subconsciously smiling as you filled the vase with water you shrugged, “Yeah I suppose he is.” She just laughed a bit as she brought the food and drinks to the table with you following behind her setting the beautiful sunflowers as the centerpiece. Calling everyone to the table for lunch, you settled into your seat, Miguel sitting in the seat beside you which was across from your uncle so they could continue whatever conversation they were having.

You all served yourselves and then conversations began, it felt like most lunches with the addition of Miguel, little did you know what he was planning. He knew how the herding dogs were so when your aunt went to grab the pitcher of juice he sneakily tossed a piece of food underneath the table causing all of them to make a run for the food bumping your aunt’s chair, the pitcher of juice ended up splashing all over your sundress causing you to squeal and jump up.

You quickly excused yourself to hurry up stairs to remove the splotches of color that had begun to seep into the fabric more and more. Miguel excused himself as well, saying he had a call to take and it was rather important. Your family thought nothing of it, just hoping you’d be alright. He headed up the stairs with ease as he heard the sink start to run. Inside you had grabbed a cloth and began to rub at the stains without much thought.

Then a knock sounded and you sighed thinking it was your Aunt or cousins you opened it, it was Miguel. “Ah- I’m sorry I’m tryin’ to-” Miguel cut you off, “Don’t worry sweetheart, I know how to get pesky stains out especially ones that ruin such a nice dress.” You blinked the nickname felt less innocent for some reason especially with the way he was looking at you.

You cleared your throat allowing him to come in and shut the door as he kneeled down digging through the cabinets, “Ah here we are,” He said holding some bleach, “This oughta help somewhat.” He hummed as he dabbed a cloth with some leaning forward looking at you for your permission. You nodded slowly and he brought the cloth to one of the stains, wiping gently. His touch so gentle and soft had your stomach erupting in butterflies.

You felt your arousal grow slightly from his little touches and ministrations and the way he always looked to you with those eyes as a way of asking. You couldn’t help but stare at him, analyzing his features and then a chuckle erupted from his chest causing you to snap back to the situation. “Darlin’ If you keep staring at me that way I might just have to do what your little diary says.” the mention of your diary as your cheeks flushing red and your heart speeding up more than it was before. “I beg your pardon?” was all you could manage out.

He chuckled, setting the cloth aside and moving closer, “I didn’t wanna tell you this sugar but I’ve read your little journal and all the thoughts you think bout me.” He whispered softly against your ear causing you to shudder slightly. “Miguel I can explain-” You started, “Shh, Shh no need sweetheart, I know exactly what you need.” He said softly as he leaned closer, his lips hovering just away from yours. “Question is, do you really want this?” He asked wanting to really make sure this wasn’t some wet dream or that it wasn’t you who felt this way. You swallowed hard as you exhaled shakily, nodding, “Words sugar.” He said softly against your lips. “Yes Miguel, Please.” You pleaded slightly and he chuckled, shaking his head. “Goodness little miss your going to be the death of me.” He teased before your lips met.

It started out soft and sweet then grew into something more passionate and rough as his hands rested on your hips, his thumbs tracing patterns on the cloth that covered them. You pulled away for air, your breathing coming out in small pants and huffs. “Look at you..Kiss bitten lips all needy for me.” Miguel said with a slight smug smirk, “I’m not needy.” You shot back at him with a small huff.

His hand went from your hips to your thigh working up to your panty covered clit, a gasp eliciting from your throat. “Not so needy huh?” he teases as he rubs a thumb over your covered clit groaning at the way your arousal has made your panties wet. “Not-Not needy at all,” You managed out as a whine followed your words when his hand moved away.

“Then maybe I shouldn’t,” He started before you sighed, “Please Miguel..” You murmured, earning a smile from him, “Please what?” he said, pushing you on. “I need you.” you whined out earning a satisfactory chuckle, his hands found your waist and he hoisted you up to sit on the counters of the bathroom. His lips immediately find your inner thigh, sucking marks into the soft skin.

His hands wander as you let out small gasps and cries trying to be quiet, as you beg for him, as you beg TO him. God he never really thought his little idea would work but here he was buried in between your thighs, what a dream. His lips inched closer and closer to where you wanted him, he gently pulled your panties down and off. Then he licked a slow stripe up your folds eliciting a moan from you causing you to cover your mouth.

You could practically feel the smile he had on his face, he began eating you out like you were the last meal he’d ever eat. His tongue working your leaking hole then focusing directly on your clit. Humming gently when his lips wrapped around the sensitive bud causing a guttural noise to slip past your hand. His pace is unforgivable with the way he’s eating you.

He acts like he's a starved man eating the most delicious food alive and he just can’t stop, one hand keeping your thighs apart and the other massaging the soft supple skin. The way he alternates between tongue fucking you then sucking at your clit has your head in the cloud feeling like your on cloud nine.

Without warning he shoves two fingers in causing you to gasp at the surprise feeling, his fingers working slowly but surely in a soft pace to give you time until you're practically begging for more and he gives you more. His fingers curl in the right spots as he pumps his fingers in and out of you sloppily kissing and licking at your clit.

All the stimulation has your head reeling as a knot forms in your stomach, he doesn’t stop, he makes direct eye contact with you with that smug smile on his face as the knot snaps. Your velvety walls spasming around his fingers as you orgasm, your eyes shut tight as he laps up all of it slowly letting you down from your high as you exhale sharply when he removes his fingers.

His hands come to make quick work of his belt and jeans bringing his boxers and jeans just low enough for his painfully hard cock to spring out. You can’t help but stare as he works it slightly, your mouth practically hanging open at the sight of it, precum beading at the tip as he works it slightly lining his head up with your entrance.

He looks to you for another affirmation and you nod looking up at him with those pleading eyes again and he can’t say no to you. He nudges his head in before plunging in full force eliciting a loud moan from your lips and groans from his with how tight you are around him. “God..So tight, such a good girl I swear.” he murmurs as he begins thrusting into your cunt, the praise causing your pussy to flutter around him. He acknowledged this with a little smirk.

“You like that huh? You like being my good girl,” He huffs out earning a whine from you, he lands a small slap to your ass causing a yelp to fall from your lips. “I asked you a question.” He said gruffly his change in attitude had your stomach feeling butterflies. “Yes, Yes s’good Miguel!” You cried out as his pace became relentless. His smirk remained at the way you reacted to all of this. His hands have a grip on your hips that’ll most definitely bruise without a doubt.

His face finds itself in the crevice of your neck placing soft kisses and words of praise into your ear, your mind practically melts from all of this as he fucks you with such a pace, the sound of skin slapping and your muffled whines and cries becoming evident as he continues on. Your legs come to wrap around his back slightly as he pulls his face away to watch where you two connect. “Tan condenadamente apretada, tan buena para mí.(So damn tight, so good for me.)” He managed out as your walls fluttered around him, having a vice on his cock.

“That feel good? Hm?” he asked knowing damn well your practically fucked dumb at this point, nodding your eyes fluttering open as he comes to rhythmic pace that’s hitting all the right spots for you. He continues to praise you and kiss up your neck leaving marks occasionally just because he can. With the way your walls clench around him he can tell your close, his free hand comes down to rub circles on your clit making you gasp and your head loll back onto the mirror behind you.”So damn needy for me..Taking all you can get.” he chuckled out.

“I’m not needy,” you managed out best you could as you took his hat from him, He shook his head at your hard-headedness “Eres tan terco…(You are so stubborn..)” He huffed out with a chuckle, quickly taking his hat back from you as you shot him a mischievous smile even in your mind melted state. Rolling your hips eliciting a groan from the cowboy who tossed his head back, his hat covering his face.

He hums slightly, leaning down to plant kisses on your collarbone and shoulder, “That’s how you wanna play huh?” he murmurs into your skin, his pace picking up almost knocking the air out of you, the lewd noises that spill from your lips spur him on, and that familiar knot tightens in your stomach, then the coil snaps and your cunts warm walls restrict around him and he can’t help but groan before he quickly pulls out before he can cum. Causing a small whine from you at the loss of feeling full.

“You wanna play games then we can play games sugar.” He says as he brings you off the counter onto your knees, you swallow thickly as you gently kitten lick the tip of his cock, soft and slowly. Teasing him with it, earning low groans and even slight whines from him. You don’t get very far with your tricky endeavors before he bucks his hips slightly causing you to gag around it. “Sorry bout that darlin’ just can’t help myself.” he says with a slight smile.

You start a steady pace, your hands resting on his thighs as you bob your head back and forth, your nose touching the tip of his pelvis before you pull off of him just to tease him again. He groans out before laughing slightly, his hand coming to find itself behind your head. “God you are just a little tease ain’tcha.” he says before thrusting into your mouth, causing you to gag slightly and pat his thighs. Tears welling in your eyes.

“Shh shh, it’s alright just relax.” He says softly and you try to, finding a steady breathing pace through your nose and relaxing your throat slightly. He begins face fucking your practically, drool coming to spill from the side of your mouth and nose tickling his pelvis as the hums you produced in response to his praises elicited groans and huffs from him.

His pace was rhythmic until it became erratic, his breathing becoming more uneven, “Don’t think I’m gonna last any longer.” Miguel huffs out as his pace becomes more needy. You hum around him and he groans, begging you to do that again and you oblige, humming around his length gagging slightly. The sensations send him over the edge after a few more thrusts his cum spurts down your throat causing you to swallow out of reflex, he slowly pulls out a string of spit connecting him to your kiss bitten drool covered lips. God the sight of alone could have had him going again he leaned forward wiping a thumb over your lip to wipe the drool away as you swallowed.

He planted a small kiss on your temple, “You're just perfect darlin’.” He praises making you smile slightly as he helped you stand up, a hand resting on your hips. “Maybe we should head back down, Wouldn’t want your family to worry too much.” you hummed in response, “I’m gonna change first, you go on down.” you said softly planting a kiss to his cheek as you carefully exited the bathroom to go back to the room.

Could this be the start of something real with this cowboy?

Fin.

[cupidssorbet]

"How embarrassing."

Miguel x Wife!Reader.

Summary: Miguel & Reader happen to be interrupted but that doesn’t mean he’s going to stop.

Includes: AFAB reader but no specified pronouns, Exhibitionism, Wife reader, P in V, Praise.

This was a request so thank you to anon!

Word count: 1201

By Cupid.

Begin

Originally you had gone to drop off some lunch you made for Miguel, just a sweet gesture you want to do. You thought with him working so hard he deserved a little treat however you two didn’t seem to have the same little treat in mind..

That’s how you found yourself bent over his rather tall desk with him behind you, admiring and teasing you slick cunt with a little smirk on his face as you pleaded with him, “Miguel..Miguel Please.” You gasped out as he ran a finger through your folds before positioning himself behind you, his tip just barely inside you as he pushed in slowly but surely, a satisfied sigh coming from both of your lips.

He stayed still for a moment to allow you to adjust to his size per usual, but god the way your walls tightened around him had him groaning and using his hands to keep him steadied. “Move please..” You said quietly as you buried your face in your hands slightly. Miguel just chuckled, “Anything for you mi querida.” he breathed out his head coming to rest by your neck, his soft groans as he picked up speed and the sounds of skin on skin had your head reeling.

Then the faint noise of people down the hall getting closer had your head perk up and had him stop thrusting. Then the door opened, he didn’t make an effort to pull out and or stop, nothing. He stayed nestled inside you as you felt like you were going to die. His employees and or other spider-people had strolled in coming to ask him some questions not before asking who you were.

The first person who came in was Hobie, he was here to ask about something anomaly but you were a bit out of it at the moment. Then his attention turned to you, from his perspective or anyones it just looked like you were leaning on Miguel’s desk with your head in your hands with Miguel behind you. If he or anybody moved a little further to the right they would have seen what was REALLY happening. “Who’s this?” Hobie asked motioning to you, usually nobody or nothing slips from his lips when he gets asked random questions like this but he answered truthfully, “My wife, now is that all Hobie?” he asked as he pretended to look at the papers in front of him, he enjoyed how you squirmed slightly and the way your cunt clenched when he moved in the slightest. “Yeah but how come we’ve never met her huh?” Hobie questioned motioning to you loosely, “Because you’d do things like this, now is that all?” Miguel asked again as he moved forward slightly the tip of his dick nudging that spongy part deep inside you that had you wanting to make some kind of noise so bad.

“Eh I guess, by the way this is mine now.” He said pointing to a miscellaneous object heading out before Miguel could say a word, it had you giggling slightly. Miguel quirked a brow at your giggle before leaning down, “Oh that funny huh? How about this?” He said pulling himself out completely causing you to whine and protest before he rammed back into you a ‘Oh!’ falling from your lips. His teasing and comments lasted a good 5 or 6 minutes before another person walked in.

“Ah Jessica, What do you need?” Miguel said standing up more once again with the way he moved it had you gasping slightly covering your mouth before she could take notice. “Right well I was looking over the missions schedules and I was wondering if- Hold who’s this?” She asked motioning to you, to which you gave a meek wave not really wanting to open your mouth for fear of what sounds you might make. “Right since everyone will most likely ask this, this is my wife.” He said a bit exasperated. “Okay okay no need for the attitude, well it’s nice to know he has someone who puts up with him for us.” Jessica said with a small laugh. Then the two of them went about talking about business like it was nothing, like Miguel’s cock wasn’t stuffed inside you and like you weren’t dying inside.

Eventually she left and you gave her a wave goodbye before huffing slightly, “Miguel please, please make sure nobody else comes in here cause at this point I want you to just fuck me into this desk.” You cried out as you felt him leaned forward and placed kisses along your neck moving some hair out of his way. “But you feel so good this way.” you could feel his smug little smirk against your skin as your cunt clenched at the praise. “Oh? You like that huh..” he whispered as he pushed a few buttons on his little screens in front of him, the lock to his office doors clicking automatically so nobody else would come inside. 

He then lifted you off him and laid you across his desk, “I’ll do exactly what you want me to, but you're gonna have to be quiet okay?” He asked and you frantically nodded then he brought the tip back up to your folds teasing you until whisper pleaded then he drove it in causing you to gasp before his hand came to cover your mouth. His thrusts were fervent with need as you eyes shut tight your little gasps and cries muffled by his hand.

“So fucking tight, So warm for me, So so good.” He groaned out as he picked up his pace, almost feeling inhuman to you. The praises going straight to your core, clenching around making him huff and groan, occasionally coming down to kiss along your neck, allowing your hands to pull and run through his hair as he murmured praises into your skin. After all that waiting and teasing and more waiting you felt a familiar knot forming in your stomach, “Miguel..Miguel I’m going to, Please,” You breathlessly begged and he chuckled against your skin with a slight huff. “Do it, Cum around my cock.” he said with a small groan.

Then the knot snapped and you were squeezing his dick as you came, your thighs wrapping tightly around his hips as your head lolled back against his desk, he continued to ride out your high as your gasps became a bit higher from the sensitivity. His huffs and heavy breathing became more fervent as his thrusts became sloppier before he eventually reached his release, peppering kisses into your skin.

He carefully sat you up, his hand resting on the small of your back as you sigh with a small laugh from you. “To think I just came here to bring you lunch.” you said looking up at him, “You could say this was my desert.” He chuckled.

Fin.

[cupidssorbet]

Edging

Pairing: Miguel O’Hara X Reader.

Includes: Edging, Praising/Degrading, Dom!Mig, Established relationship, Teasing, Begging, Fingering, Oral(F receiving), NOT PROOF READ.

Art by: _peachyypie_ on insta.

Word count: 770.

Summary: You laid there on your back, hair tousled over the pillows as his fangs brushed against your clit, a shudder of a sigh releasing as he began to move his fingers again. “Mig please..” “No, not yet.”

Miguel by no means wasn’t a generous man when it came to pleasure, he really was but on the days he was feeling mean and you were feeling hard-headed he would become far more than just Miguel being a tease, he’d push you and push just like he was now..

You laid there, on your back hair resting on the pillows behind you, lips parted slightly letting soft noises pass through as you wanted to grip onto his hair so badly but everytime you did he would stop, “It’s almost like you don’t want to cum.” Miguel murmured into your wet cunt, that was a puffy and glistening under his lips, he’d been teasing you for what felt like hours even if it probably wasn’t. “Mig, Mig, please." you whined out, getting impatient at the way the coil would form in your stomach and then disappear at his sudden loss of contact. 

“Nah uh, No, not yet.” His fangs graze just barely over your abused clit as he sinks his fingers back in, one, then two, and he starts another slow pace that has you tossing your head back into the pillows again, soft pleas and begs leaving your lips that he doesn’t acknowledge, and instead of going for using his mouth again he just uses his fingers planting kisses on your inner thigh, sucking marks into place. “Such a pretty sight, mhm..could get used to this.” Miguel hummed into your thigh, a few more praises leaving his lips.

Occasionally he’d sink his teeth in and you’d let out the prettiest gasp that’d push him to do it again, that ever smug smirk on his face and you could feel it on your skin. His thumb brushing softly over your clit, watching as you writhed and squirmed bucking to try and meet it causing him to stop his fingers, a hand coming to sit on your hips giving you a warning look from the spot of where he was nestled between your thighs. “Stay still.” he warns before he sets his pace again, the nipping and soft brushes have your mind reeling. Your noises become more of begs and whimpers.

“Come on, you can’t already be this out of it, just that good hm?” he asked with that smile, when you just nod without words he shakes his head planting one more kiss to your thigh, “Words, come on now.” You whine when he says that, your eyes shooting open when he threatens to remove his fingers, “Go on, use your words, tell me how much you like it and I might just let you cum.” Miguel can’t help the smile that comes back when you begin to try and form the words bouncing in your mind. “Mig, S’good, come onnn, you know how- fuck..how good it feels!” You managed out trying your hardest not to buck your hips.

“Ah, you always know just what I like to hear,” Carefully he removes his fingers earning a whine from you to which he tuts and shushes you, before his kisses travel right to your cunt, his mouth immediately attaching with a hum of contentment that had your mouth going agape with a muted noise that you couldn’t quite get out. Your eyes fluttering shut as they practically rolled back with how he began to eat you out, his eyes focused on you, giving your thigh a squeeze when your eyes would almost shut causing them to open right back up, sitting heavy and half lidded.

His tongue delving in as his nose nudged against your clit gently, adding to it as he ate you like some starved man, like he hadn’t eaten for days and you were the best thing he’s ever had. He didn’t stop even when your thighs instinctively closed around his head, he’d only continued, listening to the sweet noises that escaped your lips, the way your thighs shake slightly when your close which spurred him on, his tongue and lips coming to suck lightly on your clit, his hums and movements sending you over that edge that coil that had been wound so many times snapping all over his face. He didn’t stop until you begged him and pushed his face away, he chuckled, cleaning up some of your essence off his chin with his fingers licking it up with a content hum, pulling you close to him, resting his chin on your stomach. “Wasn’t too much was it?” he asked, even then still a bit worried, “No, god, you know just what to do.” you said with a tired breathless laugh as he chuckled.

[cupidssorbet]

COD CHARACTER DICK ANALYSIS.

⋆₊˚⊹♡ COD Characters x Reader.

Characters Included: John Price, Ghost “Simon” Riley, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, and John “Soap” Mactavish.

Summary: Title says it all!

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Note: This is part 1 of not sure how many but I saw these kinds of things for other characters so I’m doing it for these guys! just know more prompts will be coming as well as other things! :)

Content/Includes: In the title! PS remember that this is just what I think and everyone has different opinions!

NOT PROOFED, MAJOR MAJOR INSPO TO @arachine because their dick series is my biggest inspo for this cod one so PLEASE PLEASE go check out their blog!!

PS IM FINALLY BACK AFTER BEING BUSY FOR SO LONG AND I DO PLAN ON BETTING TO ASKS AND OTHER PROMPTS!!

Enjoy! ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ ✧

Price:

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Length: 8 inches flaccid and 9 erect, NOW HERE ME OUT, he’s 6’0 from what I learned on Google and I mean, do you see and HEAR this man? He’s a captain, he’s got those mutton chops, he’s absolutely got something that slaps his thigh when he walks.

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Width: He’s not skinny, and he’s not split you open girthy, it’s that good median some where between that gives you that good stretch but isn’t painful.

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Color: Price isn’t PALE pale so down south he’s got a little tan to it, his tip is just a bit darker compared to his dick, like if I have to give a hexcode AND I WILL, it’s #D29A7C.

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⋆₊˚⊹♡ Grooming/Styling: Do you see those mutton chops?? He is neat and tidy, his carpet matches the drapes in a sense of being not messy or anything just neat and all put together.

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Are they curved? Any veins?: VEINS, UGH, you can’t look me in the eyes and tell me he doesn’t got a few veins along the bottom and on the side. A few thick ones that rub just right when riding him, he’s also got not majorly noticeable curve but a slight curve to it.

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Favorite way to use it: He’s a giver, I saw someone say this I wholeheartedly agree, he’s a giver, he likes you riding him and taking it as you please his hands on your hips as you set your pace.

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Prompt:

“There ya go, slow— Oohh— Steady there love.” He breathed out with a slight chuckle, hands finding purchase right on your hips occasionally rubbing down your thighs. “Fuck— Doesn’t matter how many times I ride you I still can’t get over the stretch.” you laughed out as you slowly sank down with his help as he breathed all kinds of praises with that smile on his face.

Eventually you were buried to the hilt deep within him, your velvet heat clutching him, “God knew you could do it— Never fail to impress darling.” Price chuckled before you redirected his hand from your hips to your stomach the slight bulge in your lower catching him off guard, the groan that emitted from his throat was down right dirty. “God damn you know just how to rile me up, I suggest you hold on huh?” He chuckled deeply.

Ghost:

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Length: 7 flaccid, 8.5 hard, he is big but he’s not BIG, you feel me? He’s got that good even, and you best believe he knows how to use it. I mean hello?? Look at him? Anyways I stand by it, 7 flaccid, 8.5 hard.

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Width: He’s a buff lad because we’re taking mw2/3 ghost with those man tits and big ass arms, he’s definitely thick, split you open thick in a sense.

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Color: With his mask and such I would like to say he’s pale so his dick might be slightly pale as well his tip color though would be slightly darker like, #FAC3B3 & #D69786.

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⋆₊˚⊹♡ Grooming/Styling: See I like to believe his hair is shorttt beneath his mask so he would also keep it kinda clipped and short not exactly long or like out there, he’d had it pretty maintained like a little scruff maybe.

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Are they curved? Any veins?: Two words, God yes. Curved up just slightly with veins on the underside and one on the front side.

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Favorite way to use it: He seems like the rough types and if he’s busy but needs you so and he’ll face fuck you while your head under his desk.

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Prompt:

His grip was tight on your hair as you allowed him to move your head back and fourth as you braced your hands on his thighs. The obscenely wet sounds of your spit & precum shined lips gliding and wrapped around his cock.

“Look at you— *fuck* — such a mess around my cock huh? Little fuckin’ cocksleeve practically.” Ghost chuckled deeply in his chest as he lowered your mouth fully down onto his length causing a little gag from you as you gripped his thighs and he relished in this groaning at the sight and sound of you gagging around him as more drool spilled from your lips.

Gaz:

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Length: 6 flaccid but 7.5 erect, he’s got that good even ground not split you open or good lord how is it gonna fit big but enough that he makes you feel that full feeling you can’t get enough of.

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Width: I don’t have a specific like width length in terms of measurements but I’d like to say he’s a good neutral, gives you that good feeling when fucking you.

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Color: #C98767 & #AB6F4F , it’s got a little fade to the mushroom tip, the tip just being a bit darker towards the end.

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⋆₊˚⊹♡ Grooming/Styling: He’s groomed, his hair is short like short so I’d think he’d keep it pretty much tamed with a little curl to it.

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Are they curved? Any veins?: OOOO, yeah he got veins, more like one up from the bottoms and one on the top that goes into a fork. He’s just a litttleee curved.

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Favorite way to use it: I feel like he likes to take you from the back, he’s a bit of an ass man, maybe some tummy and thighs honestly.

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Prompt:

“God..” Gaz huffed out as his grip on your hips tightened, his gaze trailing down to your ass and the way it bounced everywhere time he thrusted in and out of your velvet heat. He couldn’t help but land a smack to it earning a, ‘Oh!’ From you and a groan from him. “You like that huh? Go on and tell me.” Gaz managed out punctuating the words with thrusts.

Soap:

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Length: 7 flaccid, maybe 7.5 ish not too big not too small, just the right ish amount for most. Because let’s be honest Soap isn’t big or small, right smack dab in the middle.

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Width: I wanna say, he’s a bit girthy though, not twig thin but maybe the same width of a banana which is usually 1.5 to 2 inches, so take that how you will.

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Color: I feel he’s pale around the base and a little darker to the tip, I don’t have exact set colors for soap because I can’t pin point exactly what colors but think pale to tanner.

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⋆₊˚⊹♡ Grooming/Styling: I feel like, just by looking at his Mohawk and facial hair look it’s like messy but it’s not overly dramatic or grown out but it isn’t quite buzzed either so like a tamed bush in a sense.

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Are they curved? Any veins?: CURVED AND VEINS, he’s got a vein on the under side curved to the tip and over to the top side slightly, as for curved it curves to the left just slightly and up a teeny bit.

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Favorite way to use it: He’s a thigh & tit guy in my opinion, so, I feel he looovess thigh fucking.

⋆₊˚⊹♡ Prompt:

You HAD been finishing up cleaning the dishes in your favorite PJ’s right before bed until your boyfriend came meandering out…then you found yourself on the bed, on your back, panting softly as you looked at where his cock tip poked out from between your thighs that just couldn’t keep his hands off.

“So..Fucking…Good.” Soap punctuated his words with deep thrusts, pearls of precums catching on your thighs as he thrusted.

[cupidssorbet]

"Tastes so damn good.."

Sub!Miguel x Reader.

Summary: No summary, just pure sub pussy drunk miguel!

Includes: AFAB reader but no specified pronouns, Oral(F receiving), Praise, Sub Miguel.

This was a request so thank you to Anon!

Word count: 478.

By cupid.

Begin.

You sighed out pleased as your hands raked through Miguel’s now messy hair, soft exhales passing through your lips as Miguel lapped at your clit. His face buried between your thighs, mouth and chin slick with your arousal as he hums into your cunt causing you to gasp, “So good..So good..” You murmured out which only sparked his initiative as he continued pressing his tongue towards you weeping hole as his nose nudged your clit.

“Feels s’good Miguel.” You gasped out as he hummed in response to your praise making your head lull back against the pillows as he laps and licks became more fervent. He was hellbent on pleasing you, making you feel good, all the praise going straight to his cock. He grinded into the mattress beneath him every time you said he was doing good, or that he was a good boy. It drove him absolutely mad.

He sucked on your sensitive clit gently as he looked you in the eyes, your hand flew to cover your mouth as he did so, but those pleading eyes had you dropping it. “God is so perfect, so so perfect.” You said softly as your hands stayed in his soft hair, the praise had him grunting slightly as he rutted into the mattress. 

Your head was spinning by the time his tongue went back to your wet hole, his nose nudging purposefully at your clit as his tongue prodded at your weeping cunt. “Mmmph.” was all he managed out as he looked at you. “Miguel,” you gasped out your eyes shutting slightly, “Tastes so damn good..” He murmured into your thigh when he pulled away to leave kisses on your inner thighs before going right back to your clit, flattening his tongue against it humming slightly every now and again.

Then he went back to nestling his head in between your thighs perfectly, lazy licks and sucking, the sounds like music to his ears, “Too good, S’good think I’m gonna..” You breathed out as he murmured a ‘please’ , his licking and sucking now becoming more fervent and focused. Within a few minutes you were gasping your thighs wrapping around his head as you came on his mouth, your high making your head loll back as you shut your eyes trying to control your breath pulling your thighs away from his head. He lapped it all up, planting kisses all along your thighs. “Did I do good?” he asked, “So good,” you hummed.

(Sorry if it’s shorter this one is just pure filth so no story for build up!) Fin.

[cupidssorbet]

Tit/ Tongue piercings.

Pairing: Miguel OHara x Reader.

Includes: Mentions of tit and tongue piercings, AFAB but no specific pronouns, looks, etc., tit grabbing/sucking/job, blowjob mentioning. NOT PROOFED.

Art by: shuploc.

Word count: 303.

P.s: I’m sorry I’m posting 6 & 7 on what’s supposed to be day 7, I ended up busy and forgot day 6 so enjoy a double day I suppose! Also this one of my little casual HC + little prompts under them!(extra ps yes I swapped this day with another!)

Summary: none!

Tit piercing:

To be frank MIGUEL didn’t expect it, he was surprised, of all things he didn’t expect you to come home and have tit piercings. Because he’s mid work as per usual and you just come in and flashed him, little gold piercings adorning your nipples catch his eyes immediately.

You best believe he has his hands on them, course he’ll make sure first that your alright with this and then his hands are on them, he loves the way you keen and whine when he patches his mouth over them and rolls them between his fingers it drives him mad. What drives him even more is putting his cock between your tits, watching as you push them together slightly, the way they gleam from the low light, ugh he’s coming within minutes.

“Fuck..They look so damn pretty, shit I’m close, can’t wait to see my cum spilling off those gold piercings.”

Translations: None.

Tongue piercing:

The moment you show him that piercing whether it’s a simple ball or stud you best believe he is kissing on you, tongue and teeth, it’s like a dream for him, you thought he loved the tit piercings well this is like some wet dream for him.

Your lips stretched around his cock, the cold metal of your tongue piercing adding all kinds of sensations that have his hands tangled in your hair, what drives him up the wall is if you lick from the base to the tip, his eyes are glued on the way you move your pierced tongue up his cock, like and I mean laser focused that is if he’s not cumming, and you best believe he’s gonna ask you to stick your tongue out to see his cum on your tongue.

“Oh yeah fuck that’s it..that’s it..Lookit that pretty tongue covered with my cum..”

[cupidssorbet]

Cupid’s 2023 kinktober list! ON HOLD UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE.

As it suggests I am trying my hand at doing kinktober this year! A different kink for everyday of October.

I won’t list the chatacter and say until I’ve written it and linked it. Also my weeks are themed by certain character/characters! I will sometimes do one big prompt or several small prompts of several characters! Some will be prompts, some will be like casual HC + little prompt, I’ll label them so y’all know!

Without further ado, please enjoy my darlings!

WEEK 1: Miguel O'hara!

Day 1: Tit-Fucking.(Prompt)

Day 2: Edging.(Prompt)

Day 3: Car sex.(Prompt)

Day 4: Dry-humping + Sleepy sex.(Prompt)

Day 5: Blow-job + Exhibitionism.(Prompt)

Day 6: Tit/ Tongue piercings.(HC)

Day 7: Mirror sex + Overstim.(Prompt)

Week 2: COD.

Day 8: Phone sex + Voice kink. (Prompt)

Day 9: Thigh riding.(Prompt)

Day 10: Face sitting. (Prompt)

Day 11: Face fucking. (Prompt)

Day 12: Cock warming. (Prompt)

Day 13: Size kink + Praise.

Day 14: Morning sex.(Ghost)

WEEK 3: Mix!(will be labeled!)

Day 15: Orgasm Denial.(Miguel)

Day 16: 69.(Ghost)

Day 17: Finger-fucking/Hand-Job.(Multiple)

Day 18: Eye contact.(Price)

Day 19: Mutual masturbation.(Multiple)

Day 20: Degrading + Marking.(Konig)

Day 21: Bulge humping.(Konig)

WEEK 4: JJK.(Labeled,)

(Most ones suggested by others and by friends of mine since I’m new to JJK! Many some suggested were geto, gojo, and nanami!)

Day 22: Corruption kink.(Multiple)

Day 23: Shower sex.(Choso)

Day 24: Dirty talk/talking through it.(Geto)

Day 25: Frustration/Angry sex.(Nanami)

Day 26: Bondage.(Choso)

Day 27: Vanilla.(???)

Day 28: Pictures.(Gojo)

WEEK 5: MYSTERY!(Badjhur inspired!)

Day 29: ???

Day 30: ???

Day 31: ???

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"Just a minute."

Aether Ghoul x Reader.

Summary: You had a longer night with working on things, more than you would have enjoyed. So when your boyfriend offers a simple cuddle to rejuvenate who are you to decline?

Includes: Reader is a ghoul in this one but everything else is not specified so free reign, 100% just fluff, not much use of (name) primarily nicknames like love, sweetheart the basics, cuddles to sleep.

Word count: 649.

P.S: This is an anon request so thank you anon!

Xoxo Cupid.

Sleep did not come easy to you last night, it didn’t come at all really. You’d been so consumed with the work the papa’s assigned to you for tours and what not that you ended up staying awake until the birds started chirping outside, you groaned realizing you just stayed awake until morning. You looked over your desk, spotting the yellow sticky note that Copia wrote you reminding you not to forget that you were to accompany him to a meeting with Seestor and the Papa’s. 

With a stretch of your arms and tail, you got up from your desk, blinking the sleep from your eyes yawning ever so slightly. Gathering all the needed papers and items requested by the Cardinal before leaving your room, your footsteps echoing throughout the abbey your eyes so focused on the papers checking them all then double checking after checking that you didn’t hear Aether call a good morning to you as you passed.

Aether however did not miss the way you walked right past him murmuring to yourself, Aether knew you, he knew you better than you knew yourself sometimes it came to him naturally as your partner. So he was quick to stop you, standing in front of you so you’d end up running right into him. “Hey watch- Aether?” you said tilting your head as you stared up at him.

“Hey sweetheart, how come you're so quiet and out of it this morning?” he asked, raising a brow under his mask leaning down. His eyes examining yours then the rest of you trying to gauge what was up. “Aether, It’s nothing, Just work that-” you cut yourself off mid sentence with a yawn, and Aether immediately knew what was up. “Say no, Come on.” was all he said as he took your hand, leading to you protesting, digging your heels into the ground. 

However it was about as useful as a broken pencil, Aether just merely walked on as if you weren’t struggling in the slightest. Eventually he ended up in the library, where there were a few comfy couches and what not, “Listen, I’m not taking no for an answer, I can see it plain as day. You didn’t sleep again and I’m not having you walk around like a zombie.” Without waiting for an answer he had you sit on one of the couches, taking your work from you and carefully putting it on a table. Then he sat beside you, pulling you close, and allowing you to rest your head on his chest.

“Aether, I really shouldn’t-” “Please, Just for a few minutes it helps you?” He asked, looking down at you, and you sighed giving in, hugging onto him. Just a minute or two, that’s what you told yourself. But he was just so warm and cozy..Your mind eventually slipped into sleep as you rested on Aether. Aether felt proud he got you to sleep finally, however he himself eventually fell asleep with your warmth being like a nice blanket.

Over an hour had passed, Copia had gone searching for you worried you’d be late again when you didn’t make it to his office. One of the other ghouls had pointed him in the direction of the library, he had assumed you were in there so zoned in one working you’d forgotten.

However that was not the case, not the case in the slightest. What he stumbled upon had him forgetting the meeting entirely, you, atop Aether arms dangling off the sides asleep on him as Aether laid on his back on the couch. Both of you were absolutely knocked out.

Copia decided it would just be best to let you two be, the sight was sweet even, so he just carefully left closing the door behind while trying to think up a reason as to why you weren’t going to show for the meeting.

[cupidssorbet]

Hi my cherubs! Apologies for no Wednesday post considering I’ve been busier! However have this Miguel Drabble while I try to finish work and such!

Xoxo Cupid.

“Fuck..Absolutely perfect.” He murmured into your thighs, his eyes looking at you lust blown and longingly, his fangs rubbing against the skin of your thighs gently over one of the many marks he’s sucked into you skin.

You writhe slightly under his grasp, “Miguel I-..” your words die on your tongue forming into a gasp as mouth makes contact where you’ve wanted him most. You feel the smug smile that comes to his lips as tongue laps a long stripe up your wet lips, savoring your taste on his tongue before he licks and kisses your cunt like it’s his last meal.

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Coming this Wednesday..

“Eres tan terco…(You are so stubborn..)” He huffed out with a chuckle, quickly taking his hat back from you as you shot him a mischievous smile. Rolling your hips eliciting a groan from the cowboy who tossed his head back his hat covering his face..

Be excited for Wednesday cherubs! Also please pardon any terribly translated Spanish I’m still learning!

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"You have caught my heart."

1940s bucky x reader.

Summary: Reader manages to capture Sergeant Barnes heart, how thrilling

Includes: Just overall sweet little fluff piece little bit of bucky being bucky.

Please read: This was based off a suggestion from a friend who was messing around with an AI 1940s bucky and it went from there, somethings may look off because it wasnt proofread and we both worked on it off and on! If you want to swap words out like the (name) use or she/her use paste my story into google docs use crtl f and swap them! as long as you enjoy it i am happy!

Made by cupid.

Sergeant Barnes woke bright and early as to wake himself up then the Soldiers, he was eager with a mischievous grin on his face as he called for them all to rise and shine.

The men rose from their beds with groans and grumbles until they noticed the other soldiers outside gathering closer to front of the camp.

What was enticing them was the daughters of sergeant major who happened to be at that very camp, all lovely women really, his youngest was finally allowed to go with the girls to bring their fathers gifts, most of them really actually went to giggle and gawk at the military men.

The youngest, just shy above 19 or 20, had (color) hair that sat neatly in place, long lashes with lovely (color) eyes, and softish colored red lips. She dawned a sweet summer dress in a pale (color) shade with a white satin wrap around the middle to match the white bow at the back of her hair that held some of it from her face, some darling white kitten heels, and soft wrist length white gloves.

Her neck was decorated with pearls as well as her ears and she held a lacey parasol in her hands. Most the girls had those luxury items as well, all giggling as men walked over to talk to them but she was more than curious about the camp in general. The Sergeant Major wife was with the girls telling them to stop giggling and gawking.

Sgt. Barnes couldn't help but notice the commotion outside. His curiosity piqued, he made his way towards the gathering of soldiers and the group of girls. He stood at attention, a mischievous smile playing on his lips as he observed the scene.

As he scanned the area, his eyes landed on the youngest girl - the one with the (color) hair and enchanting (color) eyes. Something about her intrigued him, and he leaned casually against a nearby tree, keeping his gaze fixed on her.

Bucky watched as the men attempted to strike up conversations with the girls, witnessing both their nervousness and their excitement. He decided to liven things up a bit, walking over to where the young woman stood, twirling a cigarette between his fingers.

"Well, look at you, darlin'. You must be the belle of the ball," he said with a teasing smirk, his voice carrying a hint of a Southern drawl. "What's your name, gorgeous?"

The sisters giggled as she was approached by the Sergeant, most of them knowing him by name for many reasons. The (color) haired girl looked at him with curious eyes, giving him a kind smile.

“(Name).” She said with confidence to it and touch of sweetness, having more a mid-trans Atlantic accent, one that was soft and gentle to the ears as she adjusted her hold on the parasol.

Their mother in turn while she talked to the Sergeant was telling the girls to behave while she was escorted to find their father, the girls just giggled and batted their eyelashes at the men proposing the gifts they brought to liven their spirits.

Bucky grinned back at her, captivated by her confident yet humble demeanor. He took a step closer, his eyes gleaming with playful curiosity.

"(Name)," he repeated her name, savoring the way it rolled off his tongue. "Well, (Name), it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. I'm Bucky... Sergeant Barnes at your service."

He tipped an imaginary hat towards her, mischief in his eyes. "Are you here to admire us strapping soldiers, or is there something else that caught your fancy, Miss (Name)?" He said with a tease to his voice as he eyed her slightly.

“I am here with my sisters to visit our father, they always bring other gifts for the- oh!” She was interrupted by her sisters cutting in to give the sergeant many gifts, causing (name) herself to giggle as the display excitement her sisters exuded at the chance to give something to him.

Bucky chuckled, enjoying the lively energy of she and her sisters. He graciously accepted the gifts, pretending to be overwhelmed by their generosity.

"Well, well, I must say, your sisters sure do know how to spoil a soldier," he said with a mischievous grin. "You must be the brains of the operation, (Name). Keepin' them in line, I presume?"

He scanned the area, noticing the other soldiers enjoying the attention from the girls. Bucky leaned in closer to her, his voice turning a bit playful and flirtatious.

"So, darlin', they say a soldier's heart is easily captured. You think you have what it takes to win over a battle-hardened man like me?"

She gave him a coy smile looking at him as he said so, closing her long lashes with a hum. “They also say it takes a lot to capture the heart of up-town girl, do you have what it takes?” She said with a hum again as she opened her eyes to look at him with those enchanting eyes that captivated him to begin with

The sisters were all giggly and bubbly, leaving the gifts and going to talk with the soldiers about the camp, all in different summer dresses and jewels.

Bucky's eyes sparkled with delight as he matched her coy smile. He leaned in a little closer, his voice dropping to a low, seductive tone.

"Well, now, Miss (Name), I've never been one to back down from a challenge," he replied, a playful glint in his eyes. "I'm known for being quite the charmer, you see."

He glanced over at her giggling sisters, then back at her with a mischievous grin.

"But I must admit, I've never tried to capture the heart of an uptown girl before," he continued, his voice filled with playful intrigue. "It seems like quite the adventure, and I'm not one to shy away from a little excitement."

Bucky placed a hand on his chest, feigning innocence.

"Tell me, (Name), what's the first step to winning over the heart of a lady like you?"

She smiled at him, her soft lips in a tricky little smile, wanting spur him on, “I can’t tell you how, that’s part of the fun.” She hummed as she saw her mother coming back.

“Now if you’ll excuse me sergeant Barnes, I’m off to see my father.” She said his full title instead of his nickname like her sisters would she knew what he was about and she wasn't going to give in so easily, she walked off to her mother with a sort of confident air about her.

Bucky watched as she walked away, her tricky smile lingering in his mind. He couldn't help but follow her every step with his gaze, his brows furrowed in curiosity.

As she rejoined her mother, Bucky straightened up, a slight frown of disappointment playing on his features. He realized he had let his playful banter with her distract him from his duties as a sergeant.

"Right, back to business," he muttered to himself, shaking off the lingering thoughts of (name)'s enchanting presence. He turned his attention back to the soldiers, managing to regain his authoritative demeanor.

But deep down, Bucky couldn't help but wonder what sort of adventure awaited him in the pursuit of capturing the heart of the captivating (Name).

The sisters all reluctantly went to do what they came here to do in the first place leaving the men to whatever training they’d be subjected to.

If was a quick visit as their father would be leading today, and as soon as they were there they were gone. Before (Name) left she put a small bouquet of white daises by the barracks of Sergeant Barnes, a little note of a heart on the ribbon the held it together. Leaving with her sisters as they teased her about her little gesture.

Bucky, engrossed in his duties, didn't notice the small bouquet of white daisies and the note that she had left by his barracks. He was too focused on training the men and ensuring that everything was in order.

It wasn't until later, as he finished up for the day and was about to retire to his bunk, that he noticed the little arrangement of flowers. Curiosity piqued, he picked up the bouquet and saw the note with the heart.

A smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he realized who had left it. As he held the flowers close to his chest, he couldn't help but wonder about the adventure that she had hinted at earlier.

"Looks like this uptown girl has got me intrigued," he murmured to himself, a glimmer of excitement in his eyes. He gently placed the bouquet on his bunk, promising himself to find a way to pursue this newfound connection with (Name).

Antoinette sat in the lavish frilly room she shared with one or two of her sisters, sitting by the window seat, a diary in her hands as she wrote in it about what she got to do today.

Until she heard a small pebble thump against the delicate window panes, one of the soldiers who was a close friend to the family had given Bucky a tip off to where they were staying for the summer if he was really interested in the up town girl.

She shut the diary gently putting it aside on the vanity, she now dawned a (color) night gown that was soft like satin, her eyes held curiosity as to whom would be there one of the suitors her sisters pursued, with a slight push she opened the window looking down to find the sergeant.

Bucky, having received the tip-off from the soldier, made his way through the moonlit night towards the grand summer house where (Name) and her sisters were staying. He moved with careful steps, not wanting to disturb anyone as he approached the house.

As he neared the designated window, he caught sight of her figure at the window seat. His heart skipped a beat at the sight of her, her nightgown accentuating her ethereal beauty.

With a soft smile, he picked up another pebble and gently tossed it towards the window. He held his breath, waiting for her to notice and open the window.

(Name), hearing the gentle thump against the window pane, turned her head towards the sound. Her eyes widened with surprise and delight as she saw Bucky standing below, a mischievous smile tugging at his lips. She didn't waste a moment and opened the window, leaning out slightly.

"Well, well, Sergeant Barnes, what brings you here this late at night?" she whispered, her voice carrying a hint of playful curiosity and slight teasing as she looked at him.

She leaned over the white framed window with a smile on her lips, “I didn’t think you were this determined about me.” She said with a slight playful tease in her voice.

Bucky grinned up at her, his blue eyes bright with amusement. He couldn't deny the thrill that coursed through him as he stood beneath her window, the moonlight casting a soft glow over both of them.

"Determined might be an understatement, darlin'," he replied, his voice filled with a playful charm. "When an uptown girl captures the attention of a soldier like me, well, it's hard to resist the allure."

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box, opening it to reveal a delicate silver necklace with an ornate heart pendant. It sparkled in the moonlight, a symbol of his growing affection for her.

"I brought you a little somethin', a token of my appreciation for the adventure you've set me on," he said, his voice filled with sincerity. "Would you do me the honor of accepting this gift?"

She gasped slightly at the gift her eyes sparkling, “Oh sergeant Barnes, it is beautiful.” Her voice was soft as she said that looking at him then the necklace, her eyes filled with joy and excitement when she looked at him.

“I’ll have to hurry down to accept it without my sisters deciding to come down and fawn over you as well,” She gently shut the window, and hurried down the dark wooden stairs, past her sisters and mother in the kitchen and open the French doors that led to the back garden, a smile on her face as she saw him.

Bucky's heart raced with anticipation as he watched Antoinette make her way down the stairs. He grinned, unable to contain his excitement as she hurried towards him. The moonlight embraced her as she stepped out into the garden, her smile enchanting him.

Bucky held out the necklace towards her, the pendant glimmering between his fingers. He took a step closer, his voice laced with sincerity.

"(Name), you truly are a vision," he whispered, his eyes locked with hers. "I am drawn to your beauty, your charm, and your captivating spirit. I hope this necklace serves as a reminder of the adventure we're embarking on together."

With a tender touch, he fastened the necklace around her neck, the cool silver against her warm skin. He couldn't help but admire how the pendant rested against her collarbone, highlighting her delicate features.

"There," he said softly, his fingers lingering for a moment longer before he withdrew his touch. "A piece of my heart, given to you."

Her hand gently graced the silver necklace and the heart pendant looking up at bucky with a sweet soft look in her eyes, filled with admiration and joy. “Oh bucky,” she said his nickname this time no sergeant Barnes or nothing, just a sweet simple ‘Bucky’. “Your are too kind,” she said softly as she looked at him.

Bucky couldn't tear his eyes away from her as she looked up at him with that soft, elated expression. Her use of his nickname sent a wave of warmth through him, melting away any doubts or reservations he may have had. He reached out to gently cup her cheek, his touch tender and filled with affection.

"(Name)," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "I couldn't help but be awestruck when I found myself captivated by someone as special as you."

Fin.

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Yooohooo! Cupid here! I’ve noticed that you all seem to enjoy my cowboy things and my cod things, primarily the size kink ones sooo I think I’ll be writing some more of those soon! Some Miguel, some Joel, ya know!