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Oɴᴇ Mᴏʀᴇ Pᴀʀᴛʏ (Jᴀᴠɪ Gᴜᴛɪᴇʀʀᴇᴢ)

ℙ𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘: Javi Gutierrez × Male/GN Reader.

𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥: 7 k.

𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪: He was an angel. First, he saved you from being robbed, then he invited you to his party, then... You were sure no one had ever treated you like he did. And you were falling so bad for him.

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: teeth rotting fluff, awkwardness, playful flirting, mentions of alcohol, reader is sick and tired of work, javi being a sweetheart as always, allusion to smut, slightly suggestive, allusion to reader being top and javi bottom, swearing, no physical descriptions of reader, no use of Y/N. (lmk if i missed any).

𝔸/ℕ: (gddmn never written something this long) this sht got me giggling my feet into the bed somebody stop me bc next one is gonna be pretty angsty HAHAHAHA IM SO SORRY IM SO EVIL. ahem, anyway, enjoy the fluffiness while you can ehehe. hope you like it <3

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

It had been a terrible idea. And you knew it since the beginning but you decided it didn't matter, since you just wanted to vent a little.

You'd had the worst week ever. You just didn't know how to deal with all your shit anymore, and hell, you needed a rest. From your surroundings, from your life, from the world, from everything.

So you decided to be away from home for a while at night, go back a little later than usual to clean your mind and take some fresh air. You turned your phone off, got lost outside the city, walked through the beach for a couple hours, had a drink or two...

Man, you needed it.

Ready to go back home a while after midnight, you took a different path instead of the one you use to go home. Your feet hurt and your head was spinning but you hadn't had so much fun in a long time. You found yourself walking alone in a road you didn't know, with not one single building. Just trees, grass and walls not too far away from the coast. You didn't even think you'd been there before, but honestly, you didn't care. You just kept walking, hoping to find a cutshort that would take you home sooner or later.

You weren't that lucky, though.

You had been walking for a while when you started feeling weird, as if someone was watching you, or following you. Then you heard steps behind you. Slow, careful, almost silent steps, and luckily a little far from you. That gave you some time to think, not stopping walking, and then go faster. The steps caught up speed almost immediately. You thought of running, but you refrained, thinking it would only make things worse for you. And you weren't going to die on your day off.

For the first time in all the while you had been walking, you saw a building. It looked like a house —a really big one—, and there were lights of all colors and music bustling out of it. Your heart almost jumped out of your chest at the relief. You just hoped that whoever was inside would hear you having trouble outside.

Right before you could reach the door, the guy behind you ran up to you and kept you from going any farther. He had a knife in one hand, and the other one was extended out to you.

"You know how this goes", he talked. "Money, watch, everything of value you have", his moved his fingers as a sign to give him what you had.

"Look, man, it's been a long day, I don't have anything on me", you tried to convince him.

"Bullshit", he approached you, grabbing his knife more firmly. "I don't wanna kill you, but I will if you don't give me any other choice".

You shook your head no and put your hands up.

"I don't—".

"I said fucking—!".

"Hey, dude!".

Another man approached you and put an arm around you shoulders. You saw the robber put his knife down and into his pocket.

"Where were you? The party started long ago!", the other man pushed you towards the door of the building. Then, for a moment, he turned to the guy that was trying to rob you. "Are you with him? Maybe you want to come inside and enjoy the party with us".

"No, I was going already", he started walking away.

Meanwhile, the man with you stayed at your side and kept pulling you with him into the house. He didn't take his eyes off the robber until he was out of sight.

"Phew, that was close", he turned to you. "Are you hurt?".

For the first time in the while he had been with you, you could see all his features with the light at his door. He had nice, short —though longer than the average— golden hair. The curls at his forehead and the nape of his neck were sticking to his skin because of the sweat. His clothes were stretching his body in all the right places and were just as fine as the rest of him.

Man, God had seen you in trouble and sent you a very angel.

"Yeah", you breathed out. "I mean, no. No, I'm not hurt".

"Good", he scanned your body anyway, seeming to look for any wounds. Then he smiled at you. "I'm glad you're okay. There are many of those around here in the coast rich area, but most of them are more bark than bite", he put a hand on your shoulder. "So, long day?".

Fuck, he had heard you.

"Yeah", you tried to shrug it off with a nervous chuckle. "Just a little too much work, I'm fine".

He chuckled back.

"Maybe you can stay for a while, actually enjoy the party and take a break from what's bothering you".

Damn, he was an angel.

"You really mean it?", you gave him another nervous laugh. "I don't wanna crush it down or something. I don't know anyone in there".

"Well, you know me", he grabbed your shoulder. "Come on, don't be shy. If you feel uncomfortable you just stay with me, but take a break", he looked at you. "Do we have a deal?".

You thought for a minute. His offer was indeed generous. And to be honest, you hadn't had enough with those drinks before. Maybe you needed that party as well. Why reject a little more of your day off when you had it served it on a silver platter?

"You know what? You're right. I do need the break".

The man smiled.

"Great!", he extended his hand out to you. "I'm Javi, by the way".

Damn, that accent got in your nerves.

"It's nice meeting you, Javi", you shook his hand.

"Come on in, I will get you into the party", not letting go of your hand, he guided you inside the house.

That place was fucking huge.

Most of the people were inside the pool, having a drink and chatting. They all looked like bigwigs, people with great wealth and too full of themselves. You couldn't really complain, you expected it from someone like Javi —he already gave off that vibe with the clothes he was wearing and the house he was in, but you didn't want to judge too soon. You tried not to, since this was not Javi, but his guests. Maybe he wasn't like that. No, you were sure, certain, that he wasn't like that. He'd been too nice to you to be an asshole.

"And this is Gabriela", Javi introduced you to a woman at last. She looked nice as well. "She runs the agricultural operations here".

"Nice to meet you, sir", she smiled at you and shook your hand.

"Sure", you smiled back, then approached her discretely. "You take care of him, eh? He's like a little fish in a shark tank", you whispered.

"Don't I know well", she rolled her eyes. She laughed an put a hand on your shoulder. "You're a good man. Thanks for worrying about him".

"Yeah, he kinda saved my life. It's the least I can do".

"What are you two gossiping about?", Javi laughed this time. "Gabriella, can you go check on the pool? I think I saw someone having trouble with the waiters".

"Damn it", she muttered. "It was nice to meet you", she turned to you one last time before running to the pool.

Javi approached you once more. He had a wide smile on his face and he looked beautiful with the colorful lights dancing on his skin. You took your time looking at him. He almost seemed younger than he did when he went to help you against the robber.

"So, enjoying yourself?", he looked at you this time.

"Yeah, it's a nice party", you grabbed your beer and leaned back on the counter, crossing your arms. "You usually do this stuff? Party all the time?", you took a sip.

"No, not really", Javi laughed. "I don't usually throw parties without a reason".

"And what's the reason of this one?".

He took a moment to answer.

"I don't know if you've seen those olive trees over there", he gesture towards the backyard of his house with his head. "I own more of them olive groves a couple miles from here. I run a little business and we found a new client", he smiled in excitement. That made you smile as well.

"That's nice", you tried to show him you were glad. "I'm proud of you", you stopped to think for a moment. "Did that sound weird?".

Javi laughed again.

"No, not at all", he bumped your shoulder. "Thank you".

"It's nothing", you leaned on your side to be closer to him. "Between you and me", you spoke softly so no one else could hear you; "I thought you were one of those rich assholes with a big shit ego".

"And I'm not?", he said sarcastically.

"Well, it's a bit soon to judge", you answered with sarcasm as well. "But nah, I don't think you are. I've been here for half an hour and no one's been half as nice as you were to me. Except Gabriela. She's also good", you winked at him. "Good thing you've kept her around, huh?", you looked at him with a mischievous smile.

"Oh no, don't do that", he chuckled nervously. "She and I are just friends".

That somehow gave you some sort of relief.

"You say whatever you want", you insisted nonetheless. "But I can see it in her eyes".

Javi shook his head no, but he laughed once more and didn't say anything else.

You stayed by his side for the rest of the night, enjoying the party and getting drunk with people that would probably forget you in a couple hours, but you didn't care. At this point, you let go of your prejudices since you just wanted to enjoy the night while you could and forget about your problems for as long as it lasted.

You woke up with no upper clothes and wrapped in satin sheets. It took you a couple minutes to realize where you were. You tried to get up, but the pulsing headache that appeared at the sudden movement sent you back to the bed.

"Oh, you're awake", Javi walked inside the room with a mug in his hands. He offered it to you. "I figured hangover would hit you hard so I made you some tea. It will help reduce the pain".

You grabbed the mug and immediately started drinking. Hell, he was even nicer than you had seen last night. He really was an angel.

"Thanks", your voice sounded deeper than usual, even after having just woken up. Javi was right —headache had hit you hard. "What happened last night?", you took another sip from the tea. "I reckon I drank too much, but...", you looked at him waiting for an answer.

"You're okay, don't worry", he smiled at you and sat on the bed beside you. "You're right, you drank too much. You fell asleep on the couch when people started leaving and I took you to this bed. I thought you would be more comfortable".

Fuck, he's so cute.

"Thanks, really. You didn't have to", you bumped his shoulder with your own, leaning on his side for a second too long.

"Of course I did, what kind of host would I be if I hadn't done it?".

Shit, you were liking this man way too much for your own good.

"You know, you've just proved I was right all along", you smirked. Javi looked at you in slight confusion. "You're not like all those rich assholes with big shit ego from yesterday night".

"Oh, right", he laughed when he remembered. "Fine, I'll give you that one", he got up from the bed. "If you want breakfast, the table is served for three".

Oh, right, Gabriela.

"Don't worry, I'll eat at my place", you smiled at him and got up as well, hanging the empty mug out for him. "I gotta go to work and we barely know each other, it wouldn't be right if I—".

"Nonsense", he grabbed both of your shoulders and started pushing you downstairs. "You're going to shut the fuck up, and you're going to accept my breakfast, and then I will drive you home".

"What? No no no, no way. You're bothering too mu—".

"What did I say about shutting...?", he waited for you to complete his sentence.

"I'm gonna shut the fuck up", you tried to hide your giggle, unsuccessfully.

"That's right", he snapped his fingers and pointed his index at you. You laughed again.

Just like Javi intended, you ate his breakfast without complaint. Gabriela ate with you as well, until she had to go and do her labor as head of agricultural operations, like Javi had said last night. He stayed with you until you were done, then gave you some clean clothes and offered his shower to you. You refused like you could, having a little trouble with Javi's stubbornness, but nothing you couldn't handle. Still, you accepted the clothes and got changed before he drove you home.

"Thanks for everything, Javi. Really", you got off the car.

"My pleasure", he smiled at you. "By the way", he took his phone and handed it to you. "I'm going to need your number", he looked at you with a light smirk. "You know, for the troubles you caused me", he joked. "And in case I throw another party soon", he gave you a sincere smile now. "It was nice having you around. It wouldn't have been the same without you".

You smiled back and typed your number on his phone, then have it back to him.

"Alright. I'll be waiting for you to text me. Do tell me if you throw more parties, though. I had fun last night", you winked at him. "I'll see you soon. And thanks again".

"It was nothing", he started the car again. "See you".

You watched as he drove away from you. As soon as you lost sight of him, you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding in. A smile crept onto your lips involuntarily as you walked into your house. You didn't know what he had done to you, but you really couldn't wait to see Javi again, as soon as possible.

You weren't expecting him to text you then. Not in the middle of a work meeting, not too weeks after seeing each other for the first time. You took a look at the phone from the corner of your eye, but left it on the side. When the meeting was finally over, you opened his message.

'Hey, I'm having a party at my place tomorrow night, do you want to come?'.

You laughed at what he had texted. You had already been talking the past weeks, and he had invited you over to his house, but you had been too full of work to even go somewhere that wasn't from home to work and from work to home. Maybe a little more time resting wouldn't be that bad after all.

I deserve it, you thought.

So, you warned your coworkers you wouldn't be available on weekend and got ready to spend a hellish slow couple of days before going to Javi's party.

When Saturday night finally arrived, you hurried to his house with as much elegance as you could. You were aware that Javi's parties —or at least the last and first one you had gone to— weren't as formal as your clothes that night, but you wanted to cause a good impression on the rest of those rich fuckers, unlike last time.

You warned Javi you were at his door a couple minutes before you actually arrived. You wanted to make sure you'd make it there safe and without encountering any other robber like that last time.

"Hey!", he gave you a wide smile as soon as he saw you. He pulled you in for a hug, which surprised you —in a good way. Still, you returned it without wasting a second.

"Hey", you squeezed him tight, like he was doing, then pulled away and smiled back at him.

"What are you wearing?", he grabbed your shoulders and took a good look at you, scanning you upside down. "Wow, that is what I call a party outfit!", he laughed.

Well, you did cause a good impression on him.

"Thanks", you posed dramatically. "Wanted to impress these motherfuckers".

"You want to impress them?", he gave you a sarcastically surprised and hurt expression. "I thought you wanted to impress me!", he couldn't hold his laughter in this time.

Man, had you missed his laughs.

"Well, that too", you laughed as well. Your eyes shifted to the lights inside the mansion for a moment. "Am I too late?".

"Not too much. I call this being fashionably late".

"Oh, you got a name for everything?", you mocked at him.

"Not really, I just came up with that one", he chuckled again. "Come on, let's get inside".

Like the last time, you enjoyed the party staying by Javi's side most of the time. You weren't used to being between all the rich bigwigs yet, at least not the mean ones. So you stayed with the nicest of them, drinking a bit, sitting by the pool or the counter inside the mansion.

You made sure not to drink in excess this time so you get home on your own. You were still embarrassed by the fact that you had slept on one of Javi's bed and he'd had to take you home. So you tried to end the night as sober as possible.

When everyone started leaving, you waited with your friend inside one of the rooms. He claimed to be hiding from everyone's goodbyes and the crowd walking outside, and he liked to keep good company in the meantime.

"I think I should get going", you said after everything stayed silent. You got up, offering Javi your hand. "It was nice coming to your party again", you smiled at him.

"Why don't you stay for the night?", he grabbed your hand and got up as well, his touch lingering for a moment too long. "It's a bit late, it could be dangerous".

"Don't worry, I'll be fine", you started walking towards the door. "Call me when you're having another party, these are pretty fun".

Javi forced a smile.

"Of course!", he walked with you. "Let me accompany you to the door".

You let him, and he gave you one last hug before you left.

"Text me when you're home. I want to make sure you get there safe, not encounter any more robbers", he gave you a sincere smile.

Turns out he was even cuter than you thought.

"Sure", you couldn't help the blush that crept up your neck and to your cheeks and the stupid smile that came with it.

You walked to the nearest bus stop and got home safe and sound. You immediately texted Javi to let him know. He replied almost immediately as well.

'That's good! Thanks for coming tonight, you lit up the party'.

You blushed again. Damn, how the hell could he get in your nerves so easily with a smile message?

'My pleasure, I'll come over any time ;)', you replied.

Maybe the wink was a bit too much, you thought, though you didn't give it much more importance when he answered back.

'Maybe you can come one day that I'm not having a party. Those people are a little too noisy. I'm free next Friday, are you in?'.

Your heart skipped a beat.

Was he inviting you —not to a party, but to just spend time? With him? In his house? Just the two of you?

'You sure? I don't wanna be a burden, you should enjoy your day off'.

He took a while to reply, and he got you on the maddening verge of a happiness attack.

'That's right! I'm sure I will enjoy my day off better with you. You should come over!'.

You took in a deep breath and told you to get your shit together. It was happening, alright, but you only knew this man from one party. Well, two. How come that was happening to you?

I knew he was too cute, you thought.

You wanted to say yes so badly that you barely thought about it. You gave yourself an excuse, and of course you'd tell your work coworkers later. Little did you care about what they would say about you being too calm and not working much in the last weeks.

'Alright, I'm in. But don't you dare say I fucked up your day off', was your reply to his invitation.

'I won't', he promised. You swore you could feel his laugh through his text. 'See you next week'.

You smiled.

'See ya'.

Damn.

One week.

You had one week to mentally prepare yourself for what was to come.

You were going to be in Javi's house, alone with him, no party, and no one else around to bother you —well, except for Gabriela, but you didn't really worry much about her.

You hadn't wanted something that much in a long time.

There you were again. At his door, looking up at the front of his mansion, admiring the vines that climbed along the walls, breathing in the salty air blowing from the beach nearby, trying to spot him through one of the many windows.

Was this place so imposing before?

The door opened right in your face. You fell to the ground after the person behind it accidentally hit you.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!", Gabriela offered you her hand, which you took so she could help you stand up. "I thought you hadn't arrived yet and—!".

"Hey, it's okay. I didn't text Javi, it was my fault", you smiled at her. "It didn't hurt that much either. You can rest, soldier".

She laughed.

"Fine. I'm sorry anyway", she adjusted her bag on her shoulder. "I was going already, Javi is waiting for you".

"You're going? I thought you lived here".

"I do, but Javi told me he wanted the house clear tonight", she gave you a knowing smirk. "But I'm not going to clean it up when I come back, so try to leave the sheets clean when you're done".

"Oh my god!", you stuck out your tongue in faked disgust. You did want it to happen. "What's wrong with you?", you laughed. She did, too.

"Nothing. By now", she squinted her eyes, as if trying to warn you. "You break his heart and I'll tear yours out off your chest".

"What?!".

"I'm just kidding! Or not, who knows", she gave you a soft pat on the shoulder. "I hope I see you soon. Have fun!", she smiled at you one last time before walking away.

"Yeah... Thanks...", you said, more to yourself than to her.

You turned to look at the mansion again. There was one lit window. You smiled, figuring Javi would be preparing things —or himself— for when you arrived. You took out your phone and took a picture of it before sending it to him with a text.

'Already down here. Gabriela left the door open. Do I come in, or you gonna come receive like a gentleman?'.

'I'm sorry but I'm no gentleman, I'm just a rich asshole with a big shit ego', was his reply.

'Didn't I tell you I had changed my mind about it?'.

'You're right hahaha'.

You visualized his smile and laughter when you read that. It made you smile as well.

'Seriously, though. Can you be your own gentleman this time? I'm still preparing things. I have something planned for us'.

Your heart skipped a beat when dirty thoughts came to your mind. You scolded yourself for thinking about your friend like that, but you shook it off quickly with an excuse to blame him for it.

'Fine, rich asshole with a big shit ego', you smirked at your own message. 'Coming in right now'.

'Second floor, third door to the left'.

You walked into the mansion with a smile plastered on your lips. You couldn't hide your excitement for whatever it was he had planned for you. In a way, you did hope it was related to what Gabriela had referred to before. But deep, very deep inside you, buried by the thought that he was just your friend and you had met him a couple weeks before.

You climbed upstairs with your heart going as fast as a Ferrari. You didn't know what to expect from Javi —or the room itself— the moment you opened the door. To your pleasant surprise, you just found him setting plates and bowls with food on a small table in front of a big, comfortable-looking couch. Behind him, there was a huge TV with a peculiar selection of movies.

"Oh hi", he smiled wide at you when he saw you. He immediately walked up at you and hugged you like he had when you came to his second party —well, the second one for you. You involuntarily breathed in his essence. It had a little smell to those olive trees of his, and a bit of coffee and sea salt as well. Your eyes rolled back into your skull, also involuntarily. "How are you doing?".

"Better now. I hate working on Fridays. And now my coworkers hate me for not working this Friday", you pulled away. "But fuck them, Javi wants his fun on his day off".

"Sorry", his face scrunched in regret.

"No, don't worry. I need more of those days off anyway", you grabbed his arm and pulled him onto the couch with you. "And I got a feeling that you do, too".

"Yes, you're right", he yawned dramatically. "Owning olive groves is a terribly tiring job".

"You shut the fuck up!", you punched his shoulder. He let out a soft "ouch" as you gave him a disbelief wide-open mouth. "You could literally take every day off and you would still be doing millions!".

Javi shrugged with a smile and laughed at you.

"I guess I am a rich asshole with a big shit ego after all".

Your lips pressed into a straight line and you hit his arm again, then laughed with him.

"Anyway", you cleared your throat. "What did you say you had planned for us?", you looked at the screen in front of you. "Wait, aren't all those Nicolas Cage's movies?".

"Oh no, you caught me", he pretended to be disappointed, then he laughed again. "I'm his biggest fan".

"Oh cool! The guy I thought was a rich big mama's boy fucker is actually a freak!", you put a hand on his shoulder and gave him a smirk. "I'm proud of you".

"I don't know if I should feel good or weird", he leaned back on the couch, his face holding a worried expression.

"Coming from me, it's a compliment".

"Fine", he grabbed the remote. "Which of these do you want to watch?".

"We really have to watch Nicolas Cage?", you gave him an exasperated look. For a moment, his expression shifted and he looked like he had seen a ghost. Then you laughed. "Just kidding, I don't mind", you patted his back once. "It's your day off, you choose".

Javi smiled and immediately proceed to play the first Cage movie he saw.

You didn't say a word during it all, just eating the food Javi had set on the table and shifting positions on the couch every now and then. He was decent enough to pause the movie when you had to use the bathroom, and he treated you as nice as he had the previous times.

When the movie was finally over, you got up to stretch your legs. Javi stayed seated, looking at you with expectant eyes as you cracked your back and legs.

"Well...", he started talking. "I know it was a bit boring, I apologize".

"What? It wasn't! I had fun", you smiled back at him. "I needed an afternoon like this, just chilling".

"Really?", he looked amazed for a moment, then he cleared his throat. "Sure, I needed it, too", he chuckled. You also did. "I just... I know you just know me from a couple of parties, and that you think I'm the rich asshole with big shit ego to you", he laughed again. "But I didn't want you to only know that me. It's not the real me, and I don't want you to think it is. That is just the facade I show to all the real rich fuckers", he was looking at you with a serious expression. "I wanted you to know Javi for who he really is, not what he does for all the people around him".

Your stomach dropped.

That was the most stupid, cheesy, and the cutest thing anyone had ever said to you.

Wait, did that mean...? No, it couldn't have meant that.

Or maybe it did?

He wanted you, out of all the people —even with Gabriela living with him—, to know him how he really was, and not the version he showed to everyone else. He didn't want you, out of all the people, to think he was someone he wasn't —the him everyone else thought he was.

"I'm...", you started talking, even though you were almost speechless. "I'm glad you didn't want me to see you how others do", you finally said when you found the words. He smiled at you almost stupidly wide. "Thank you for letting me see you, and not the rich asshole with big shit ego everyone else sees".

Javi chuckled again.

"Fuck, you really hate the bigwigs, don't you?", he laughed along with you.

"I don't hate them", you shrugged. "I just don't like them at all".

You laughed for a while, filling the silence of the room, until it returned again. Javi looked at you with sparkling eyes, something you hadn't seen in him before in the time you'd known him. It made your heart jump and your stomach flutter with butterflies. You returned the smile with the exact same stupid wideness.

"Do you...", he started talking again, then cleared his throat again. "Do you want to stay for another movie?".

You almost couldn't hide your smile.

"It's getting a bit late", you looked through the window behind you. "Maybe I should go home. And I don't wanna be a burden—".

"Stay for the night", he got up and took a step closer to you. "You won't be a burden", he looked at you with pleading eyes. "You're not a burden to me".

For a moment, you pretended to fight your troubled thoughts. Then you couldn't help the smirk that played on your lips.

"Don't you dare give me shit tomorrow morning because I snore too loud", you dropped weight back on the couch.

"I won't, I promise", he gave you the widest, sweetest smile you had seen on him and sat beside you.

"You better keep that promise".

He pulled you in for a kiss as soon as he saw you were done talking. His hands, big and soft, grabbed your face as cautious as you had been touched, ever. His fingertips danced on your skin as a consequence of his nervousness —he tried to hide the way he was shaking, but he couldn't. His lips felt soft on yours, barely applying any pressure on you, barely gracing your skin. He didn't want you to feel violated, he was worried that you wouldn't want that and that you would react in a violent way.

All the overthinking made him pull away quickly after giving you a small peck. He kept his hands on your face for a moment too long as he stared into your eyes. When he paused to scan your features, he realized and pulled away immediately once again.

"Sorry", he whispered, his eyes shifting to your lips for a split second before going back to your eyes.

"For what?", you smiled.

He took a moment to process it all. Then he smiled back.

His hands went back to the sides of your face and he kissed you again, this time deeper, longer, more filled with passion. This time he showed you how he felt, told you the way his heart was beating faster because of you. But he didn't do it with words, he made it clear with the force yet softness of his kiss.

"I'm going to Italy", he pulled a bit away from you so he could speak.

"What?", you got on your knees on the couch and moved farther from him, looking into his eyes and all his face. Javi looked at you as if asking for forgiveness.

"Next week. Wednesday".

You huffed.

"For how long?", you leaned your side on the couch backrest.

"Two weeks".

You bit your tongue as you thought how were you supposed to react. You wanted to be mad at him, for waiting until now to tell you that. But then again, it wasn't like you were in a relationship or anything —or even that good friends.

"You. Are. Such. A fucker", you approached him and got on his lap, straddling him.

"What? Why?", he barely got the words out of his mouth, too focused on how you were moving over him.

"You invite me to your parties", you undid the first buttons of his shirt. "You act all cute and pretty, sticking to me like a little puppy and making me stick to you like one", you leaned down and started pressing soft kisses to his neck and clavicle. Javi sighed in pleasure. "And then you go to another fucking country and have me two weeks waiting for you", you pulled away. "It's not fair".

"It's a business thing", he managed to say. "I didn't even know it until yesterday".

"Oh, yesterday?", you leaned down, keeping short inches between his face and yours. "And still you waited until now to tell me", you bit his downer lip. "You're a bad boy...".

He gulped. Of course he knew what would happen next. Hell, he had been awaiting for that moment for weeks but he didn't even know how to react with you on top of him like that!

"It's not my fault", he gathered enough bravery to sit up and speak. "I didn't know. And I didn't have to tell you. You have only come to two of my parties, and I have to tell you that I'm going to Italy for work?", he smiled at you half sarcastically, half mockingly.

"Hm", you shrugged. "Touché", you pushed him back down onto the couch. "But you still owe me one thing".

Javi smirked.

"What is it?", he looked down at your lips. You fisted the neck of his shirt.

"A decent kiss".

"Was that last one not decent?".

You chuckled.

"Shut up", you pulled him in your direction and dived your tongue into his mouth.

You woke up with no clothes and wrapped in satin sheets. It took you a moment to remember everything that had happened the night before and where you were. You looked to your side, finding Javi with just as many clothes as you and snoring peacefully. Sleeping like that, he looked even cuter than he already was.

You wrapped your arms around him and kissed the back of his neck. You pulled him as close to you as possible, nuzzling his neck and breathing in his morning smell as your legs tangled with his. Javi groaned.

"Wha...?", he looked back with sleepy eyes. A hoarse giggle left his lips as soon as he saw you. "Good morning...", he pushed his butt back onto you. You hugged him by the hips and pulled him even closer.

"Good morning", you left a soft kiss on his jaw. He turned around to face you. "You look so cute when you sleep", your thumb swiped over his cheekbone.

"Well, you snore too loud".

"You!", you hit his shoulder softly. "You promised you wouldn't be mad at me for that!".

"Did I?", he opened one of his eyes, then shut it again. "I don't remember that conversation...".

"Oh, right", you left a small bite on the crook of his neck, next to the many he already had. Javi gasped quietly. "You interrupted me when I was telling you to keep your promise".

"Mmh... Did I?", he insisted. He laughed at your expression, filled with dissatisfaction. "Wait, I think I'm remembering something now...".

"You're such an idiot", you slapped his shoulder once again. He kept chuckling.

Your phone vibrating from the floor put you both out of your blissful state. You groaned, knowing what it meant.

You got up from the bed and bent down to grab your phone. Just as you thought, it was your alarm telling you to wake up.

"Shit", you threw your head back with a disappointed whine. "Gotta go to work".

"Don't worry. I will make you breakfast", he pulled the bedsheets off. As he was trying to get up, he had to grab the headboard to not fall. You immediately went to him and put an arm under his shoulders to help him steady himself.

"You okay?", you stared into his eyes, concerned.

"Yes", he smiled up at you. "My legs hurt a bit, that's all".

"Huh", you smirked. "Too rough for you, Mister Gutierrez?", you mocked him.

"Shut up. It was you who wasn't satisfied after three rounds", he tried to get back up on his own, but fell back into your arms.

"Oh, come on. Did you like it or not?", you looked at him with the same mischievous smirk. He didn't answer. "That's what I thought", you put him to sit back on the bed and grabbed his clothes from the floor, handing them to him. "I'll help you with breakfast. And I'm driving myself to work, don't you dare even think of you doing it".

Javi chuckled, taking his clothes and starting to put them on.

"Fine", he watched as you put on your own pants. "On one condition".

You helped him stand back again. Your eyes stayed glued to his, your lips inches away from the other's.

"What?", you whispered, your breath hot on Javi's face. He gave your lips a quick peck.

"You have to come back on Tuesday night", he smiled at you. "One more party before I go. Just the two of us".

You thought about it, moving your face from side to side.

"I guess I can pull a few strings", you giggled and kissed him back. "I'll be here".

"Good", he hugged you, almost tripping on his own feet. You grabbed his arms to help him back up. "Thank you".

You helped him with breakfast and everything he needed that morning —made him coffee, cooked some eggs and took care of him and his leg pain. You made sure to clean up your mess before Gabriela killed you for it, and you also cleaned the room Javi and you had used the previous evening to eat and watch that terrible Nicolas Cage movie he had chosen. You may or may have not stolen some clean clothes from him so you could change on your way to work, too —though he didn't seem to mind.

When it was time for you to say goodbye, you were the one to pull Javi in for the tightest hug you could give him, and the sweetest kiss any of you had ever given to someone else. He made you promise you'd be back there on Tuesday, and so you did.

Why does he look cuter every time I'm with him?, you thought as you looked into his eyes in the last goodbye.

Just like you had promised him, you were back in his house on Tuesday afternoon. You had fought with teeth and nails to be free from work that day —or the afternoon at the very least. You didn't come across Gabriela that time. Javi told you she was already gone when you arrived into his mansion.

He made sure you enjoyed each second of your time together that evening. You also had many endless "No, you choose" fights, but you managed to survive and spend one of the best afternoons you'd ever had. You both knew how much you would miss each other while Javi was away so you made the most of your time.

Fuck, it's gonna be just two weeks and I'm gonna be so miserable, you cursed yourself many times for being too attached to a man you had only seen four times in the last month. Part of you wished to stay this attached to him, hoping and praying that it wouldn't be just the emotion of the first times and then it would be just as boring as one of those arranged marriages.

Damn, had you fallen hard for this man.

You said your last goodbye on Wednesday early morning. This time, you let Javi drive you home before he headed to the airport. You went back to bed for a couple more hours before you had to go back to work. You knew Javi wouldn't be in touch for at least four hours until he got to Italy. Of course, you had told him to warn you when he arrived, and so he did.

You kept in touch with him all the time he was away. You called him every night and texted him when he wasn't working, wishing him luck on it all and telling him to stay safe. Both of you made clear how much you were waiting to see each other again when he got back to Majorca, many times.

And you really couldn't wait for him to come back.

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tupperwaretub · 2 years

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Javi Gutierrez x Male! Reader

Disclaimer: this is my first time writing in YEARS so apologies if its not up to great standard or seems rushed trying to get back into writing :)

Warnings: Nick cage (deserves his own warning), established relationship, short fic (fluff i guess??? Can't really define it), reader referred to as Y/n.

Introductions

You and Javi have been dating for a few years now and everything has been great, hes opened up to you about him being a Nick Cage fanboy and showed you his collection of items from movies he's starred in. You originally thought it was quite odd but it became just another quirk you love about him.

Though, when you heard Nickolas Cage was coming to stay with you and your boyfriend you were baffled to say the least, you had questions. How did Javi get THE Nickolas Cage to come HERE? How much money did he pay his agent? Is he going to freak out as soon as he sees Nickolas Cage? All these thoughts were spiralling through your head as you worried for your boyfriends dignity.

"mi amor? Are you alright you've gone quiet." your boyfriend said snapping you out of your trance. "Yes love, I'm okay but i do have some questions. How on earth did you get Nick Cage to agree to come here? Also... Why?" you asked, you needed some answers. "well i just offered to pay him to come here, said it was for my birthday!"

You stared at Javi still in a state of confusion . "So you paid Nick Cage to come here for your birthday? That's all?" he looked down and blushed. "well i also wrote a script... I wanted him to read it and tell me what he thinks." you couldn't help but smile at your boyfriends bashfulness. "well I'll be by your side, i bet he'll love it." you said cupping his face and kissing his forehead.

It was the next day when Nickolas Cage arrived at you and your boyfriend's shared home, that morning you stood at the dock with Javi soothing his nerves and straightening his baby blue suit reminding him he looked incredible. Then as they pulled up to the dock you greeted them, taking Mr Cages bags.

"uhm Mr Cage this is Y/n and y/n this is Nickolas Cage, as you know." he smiled widely obviously very much enjoying the company of his favourite actor.

"hello it's a pleasure to meet you Mr Cage." you greeted him sticking out your hand, which he shook.

"hey nice to meet you, so whats the deal here you a gardener, butler or what?" he asked you without any hesitation, to which you replied with a baffled look. You were shocked to say the least.

"Mr Cage y/n is my boyfriend." Javi finally said breaking the silence, only to lead to another awkward silence. You could cut the atmosphere with a knife.

"I'll take your bags in Mr Cage" you say still utterly shocked at his rude, degrading question. You grabbed his bags and almost stormed off up to your home, you knew he didn't have a clue about your relationship with Javi but to ask such a question without hesitation? You set his bags down in the guest room as you reminded yourself of how everyone says to 'never meet your heros'.

You were really worried for Javi.

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A/n: thankyou for reading, again sorry if it's not up to standard I haven't written anything in so long so i thought I'd just try write a short fic to try get back into the flow.

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absurdthirst · 10 months

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Their Greatest Performance {Dieter Bravo x F!Reader x Javi Gutierrez}

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 9.4k

Warnings: MMF relationships, simulated sex, public groping, voyeurism, vaginal sex, threesomes, oral sex (male receiving), anal fingering, oral sex (female receiving), anal sex (m/m), unprotected sex, hand jobs, cum eating

Comments: On-set of his latest screenplay, Javi walks into a trailer to find you and Dieter Bravo having sex, opening him up to desires that he never expected to be able to experience.

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“Fuck baby. So good.” Dieter groans, kissing along your neck, and you lift your leg over his hip.

“So good baby.” You rock up to meet his thrusts.

“I love you. Love you.” He murmurs and you whimper, throwing your head back.

“And cut!” The director calls and Dieter pulls back from you, shifting off of you and your assistants rush over with your robes. Javi watches from afar and swallows down the arousal that stirs in his stomach from watching you and Dieter acting out one of the scenes he had written. His third screenplay is a romantic comedy starring two of the most popular actors in Hollywood right now and he just so happens to find them both incredibly attractive.

“Javier-“ You slip into your robe and close it with the sash to turn to smile towards the writer. “Question. Does my character want to vocalize more? I feel like she would moan just a little bit more than she is now . She’s like completely enthralled, right?”

The director had decided that all questions about the characters were to be directed towards Javi Gutierrez, the man who had written the script and one of Hollywood’s hottest writers right now. His two previous scripts had won so many awards that this one was already getting buzz.

It’s easy to get flustered around you. You’re so beautiful and he loves how you really understand the script, his vision. He bites his lip and takes a small step closer to you. “She’s enthralled and - and ready to- to orgasm. It’s been months of build up to this moment. Will they? Won’t they? It’s finally there and she wants to enjoy it. I don’t think she would be quiet.” He says, blushing a little at his saucy words despite the dirty notes he had written in the script.

Javi flusters adorably as he gives you analysis in the character, making you smile as you listen to him in just the robe and modesty pads underneath. It’s been wonderful working with him, the scripts are his babies and it’s his vision that is being brought to life. Turning towards the director, you motion him over. “I think we need to reshoot with more vocalizations.” You hum. “Maybe add some heavy breathing during the voice over recordings?”

Dieter comes over, robe loosely tied and he nods, “I agree. Needs to be more desperate. It’s not needy enough.” He says and Javi feels something stir in his stomach when his dark eyes meet the Oscar winning actors. There’s something incredibly enthralling about him and Javi clears his throat to clear his mind. “Shall we give it another go?” He asks and the director nods, “back to one.” Your assistants come over to take your robes and Javi bites his lip as he watches Dieter settle between your legs.

“You just wanted to make out with me again.” You tease under your breath as the prop directors and lighting people adjust around you. While some people imagined it was very intimate and the emotions were real, love making scenes were often arduous and took forever to get right. The only good thing about reshooting this scene is that you were tangled up with Dieter. For all his bullshit, he was a great actor and a scene partner. His cock twitches through the modesty sock against your mound and you hear him chuckle.

”My trailer or yours?” He murmurs, reaching up and settling his hand against your cheek like the scene calls for. You don’t answer, the director calling for silence on the set.

“Scene three, take two.” The marker is snapped and you hear the director call for action.

Dieter is quick to press his lips to yours, sliding his tongue into your mouth, and he groans when you tangle your fingers in his hair. Moving his hips like he’s fucking you, he leans in to bite down on your earlobe. “You want me deep inside of you?” He murmurs, “I bet you’re soaking wet, aren’t you?” He hums and you throw your head back, “yes!” You cry and Javi swears his cock jumps in his pants at the breathy way you moan. Fuck, watching you and Dieter has him hard and aching and he has to keep sneaking behind the catering table to adjust himself.

The scene is like a well choreographed ballet. Every move practiced and rehearsed meticulously. It blends with the previously shot scenes, although you are more vocal. “Oh fuck baby, I love you.” You gasp, eyes fluttering when Dieter snaps his hips to simulate at particularly rough thrust. “So good, so good, Jav.” You had wondered when the character's name is Javier if Javi had been slightly self-indulgent in this script, but you didn’t mind it. Even if you were fucking Dieter Bravo off set, you can admit that you wouldn’t mind Javi Gutierrez in your bed.

Javi watches with rapture as Dieter rocks against you, listening to you moan his name. It’s intoxicating and he knows he’s going to have to disappear to jerk off, imagining you moaning his name with him inside of you. Dieter looks gorgeous, rocking into you, jaw clenched, and Javi can’t wait to see the playback. “Oh fuck baby. I’m gonna - need you to cum first.” Dieter groans, shifting his hand down to “rub your clit.”

This time when you “cum”, your cries are more like a gasping sob, overwhelmed in the best possible way and Dieter starts to change the rhythm to the ending scene again. “Fuck baby. So good.” Dieter groans, kissing along your neck, and you lift your leg over his hip.

“So good baby.” You rock up to meet his thrusts.

“I love you. Love you.” He murmurs and you whimper, throwing your head back. Blending it into the previous scene and the set claps when the director calls cut this time.

“Oh that was better!” You grin, letting go of your co-stars hair and patting his cheek before he moves back. No one on set knows you are fucking and you prefer to keep it that way.

Javi swears he nearly cums when he hears your cries and he clenches his fists, only loosening them when the director calls him over to watch the playback. You and Dieter are wrapped in robes and come over to watch the playback and Javi inhales sharply when you both crowd around him and the director, your body pressed against his.

“That’s going to get ‘hottest kiss’.” Dieter crows smugly and tosses you a smirk over his shoulder. “Maybe even ‘best intimate scene’.”

You hum and reach out to rub Javi’s back. “He’s the one who envisioned it.” You coo.

Your hand on his back makes his stomach twist and he tries to shove down his desires, to focus on his work and to be professional. “You are the ones who made it come to life.” Javi compliments you and Dieter, “it’s beautiful. Just like I imagined and it feels so real.” He says in awe, watching the way you close your eyes in ‘bliss’ on the screen.

“Are we breaking for lunch?” You ask, knowing you need to go to your trailer for a bit. Although if the director needs to push through to film the next scene, you will. “No, we are going to rub you down for the after sex chat.” You nod and when the makeup girl comes over, you step off to the side to remove your robe and let her prepare your shoulders.

Javi watches you and Dieter get prepared and he admires the muscles in the leading actors back, so strong and broad. He isn’t sure who is more beautiful, you or Dieter. He’s struggling, not sure what to say or do when his attraction is starting to get the better of him. Thankfully, the director calls for you to get into position.

“I don’t want to be away from you either baby.” Dieter murmurs, caressing your back, fingertips brushing along your spine. “I love you. So much. They can’t keep us apart now.” He smiles, knowing the script calls for you and his character Javier to be parted for a while. It’s going to be his second Oscar, he can feel it. “We will be together.” He vows, sealing his promise with a soft kiss. “And cut!” The director yells and Dieter resists the urge to kiss you again.

You grin as you sit up, not bothering to cover your breasts. Everyone on this set has seen them all day. “How was that? Another take?” You ask, glancing from the director to Javi. You don’t miss the way that his eyes drop to your chest and you feel your cunt clench as he tightens his hand into fists. You know that he’s attracted to you and you would be lying if you didn’t say that you wanted him.

“Let’s watch it back.” The director orders and Javi watches it on the screen, loving how beautiful you are, ethereal, with the ‘morning light’ shining over you.

“You think he likes it?” Dieter asks, his eyes watching Javi as he sits up next to you, his hand discreetly squeezing your hip.

“I hope so.” You murmur quietly. “When we break for lunch, can you come to my trailer?” You ask, your core dripping with need and you know that your lunch hour will be filled with a frantic fucking that will satiate you until the end of the work day. “I need you to fuck me.”

Dieter groans softly, “always down for fucking you.” He promises, knowing you will soak his cock again and again now he knows what you like. He remembers the first time you slept together after the first rehearsal and you decided to come over to his place to practice some lines and you ended up sitting on his face. “You want me to make you cum, baby girl?” He coos, unaware that Javier is glancing over at you both.

“Fuck yes.” You answer breathlessly, reaching over and quickly squeezing his cock before letting go. You know that most won’t care if you are fucking Dieter, but you don’t want there to be another set of rumors running around the set. Your co-star already has a wild reputation, especially after the split from Anika and Kate, you don’t want to be looked at as another notch on his bedpost. “Want you to bend me over this time.”

“Whatever baby wants, baby gets.” He promises with a wink and you shuffle off of the bed so you can shrug on your robe. Dieter grunts as he stands up, trying to conceal his semi until his robe is on. It’s not unusual for actors to get hard during sex scenes but he doesn’t like to parade it. That’s for you later. “I think it’s time for lunch. That’s a wrap for this scene.” The director calls and then the AD announces lunch.

Javi stares at the two of you in shock, his cock throbbing at what he had just watched. You had reached over and groped Dieter’s cock and he doesn’t know who he is more jealous of. You for touching Dieter, or the other man for being able to feel your lusty touch. He doesn’t think about food, watching as the two of you discreetly slip out the doors with a pointed look at each other and he wonders if you are going to meet up to fuck. He has to follow you, the urge to find out overwhelming him as he reaches down to adjust himself again.

“Such a fucking tease.” Dieter whines when he enters your trailer, immediately gripping your hips. “You know how fucking sexy you are.” He groans when you wrap your arms around his neck and he surges forward to press his lips to yours, his tongue immediately sliding in and he unties your robe, shoving it off of your shoulders.

“Always so greedy.” You moan quietly, sliding your hands under his robe to pull off the modesty sock and wrap your hand around his hardening cock. “I want you to fuck me, Dieter.”

“I’m going to. Gonna fucking ruin you.” He promises, shrugging off the robe and he squeezes your ass, guiding you back towards the small bed in your trailer. “So fucking sexy. Wanted to fuck you then and there.” He confesses, flipping you onto your hands and knees and he grips your hips. “Want me to fuck you?” He asks as you wiggle your ass.

“Yes.” You mewl, pushing your ass back into his hard cock. Dieter, for all his bullshit, is fucking great in bed. Especially when he’s not high, which he’s not been using as much since his last rehab stint. “Baby please, I need you so badly, so fucking wet from filming.”

He grips his cock, positioning himself at your entrance and he groans as he pushes inside of you. “Fuck baby.” He pants, loving how good you feel around him. No one feels as good as you. “Gonna fuck you.” He promises, pushing deep inside of you, his hips digging into your ass.

You love how eager Dieter is. How he is always willing to fuck you whenever. Even if he can’t get it up, he will have you sit on his face, basking in the praise of your cries. Right now, you moan quietly. Aware that someone could pass by the trailer and you don’t want to attract too much attention. Although you know Dieter is an exhibitionist.

Javier is walking up to the trailer when he hears your cries, his cock twitching and he knows he should knock but his mind is clouded with need and desire. He grips the door handle and he opens it. His dark eyes wide at the sight that greets him. Dieter thrusting hard and deep inside of you. “Fuck.” Javi groans softly to himself, frozen in the doorway.

“Fuck!” Your eyes widen but Dieter doesn’t stop rocking into you, groaning when he sees Javier standing in the doorway.

“Fuck, close the door.” Dieter tells him, fingers digging into your hips. “Watch her cum.”

Javi’s jaw drops and he quickly shuts the door. The slap of Dieter’s hips against your ass is the only sound in the room and Javier leans against the wall. “I- I’m sorry. I didn’t -”

Dieter shakes his head, “stay. Watch her. I know you want to.”

Your eyes meet his, body rocking forward every time Dieter’s cock spears into you. You moan at the wickedness of it. “You should suck his cock baby.” Dieter suggests, “he’s getting hard watching me fuck you.” Your eyes drop down to his tented trousers and your mouth starts to water. “Let her suck your cock, Javi. You should feel how tight she just got when I suggested it.”

“No. I - I should go.” He shakes his head, about to open the door, but you shake your head.

“Come here. I want to.” You tell him and Javi bites his lip, meeting Dieter’s gaze. He nods and Javi knows he can't turn down this opportunity. He walks over to the bed, working on his belt and he’s soon pulling his cock out.

He’s throbbing, still aching from watching you and Dieter act. “Do you want to suck my cock, hermosa?” He asks, caressing your cheek.

“Fuck me.” Dieter’s eyes widen at the other man’s thick cock. “If you were into men, I would want to suck your cock.” Javi nearly chokes and Dieter groans at the thought. He twitches deep inside you, making you moan as you reach out to wrap your fingers around his girth.

“I really want to suck your cock, Javi.” You lean forward and take the tip into your mouth as Dieter continues to rock into you.

Javi’s eyes widen as you look up at him, taking him deeper into your mouth, and he groans. “Mierda.” He hisses, unable to believe how hot your mouth is, and his gaze flicks up to meet Dieter’s. “She’s good, huh?” He asks and the Spaniard nods, “so good.” Dieter chuckles, rocking into you and he slaps your ass so you moan around his cock.

Your fingers hook into his belt loops and drag him closer. He moans quietly and your lips stretch into a smile as you pull back to flick your tongue over the head and take him back into your mouth.

Dieter slows down his pace a little but he thrusts harder, forcing Javi’s cock further down your throat, and you moan around his girth, stretching your jaw.

“Shit.” Javi hisses, cupping the back of your head and Dieter smirks, “you look so handsome when you’re being pleasured. Wouldn’t mind some of that directed at me.”

Javi sputters, thinking Dieter is teasing him, but the actor reaches out and drags Javi closer to him, making him hunch over and push his cock down your throat. Taking advantage of the way his mouth drops open to slide his tongue into the writer’s mouth.

Javi reacts immediately, sliding his tongue against Dieter’s and he has never been with a man like this before. He’s imagined it several times but has never acted on his desires. He cups Dieter’s cheek, groaning into his mouth when you swallow around his cock and Dieter keeps pushing inside of you.

You whine around Javi’s cock, imagining how sexy the two men look sharing a kiss. Reaching down, you fondle Javi’s balls and it makes him buck up into your mouth, nearly choking you. Still he doesn’t pull his hips back, just groaning above you as he kisses your lover.

Dieter makes the kiss last, knowing that Javier hasn’t had this experience before. He wants you to cum on his cock so he reaches for Javier’s hand, bringing it under your body and he presses his finger against your clit, using his own to rub circles so the two men pleasure you at the same time. Dieter’s cock pushing deep inside your pussy while Javi pushes down your throat while their tongues tangle.

Your moan is muffled by Javi’s cock but you keen in pleasure. Feeling your core starting to tighten and pulse as you get closer to cumming. Pushing your hips back and Dieter hits just right, making stars burst behind your eyes.

When you moan around his cock, Javi is lost. The build up to this moment, weeks of watching you and Dieter film, have him spilling down your throat and he pulls his hand away from your clit to grip your neck as you try to swallow his cum. “Goddamn that’s a pretty sight.” Dieter groans at the look on Javi’s face as he cums and Dieter isn’t ready to cum yet.

You swallow around his cock as much as you can. Dribbles of his cum escaping out of the corners of your mouth. Making you eager to lick it up after you pull off of him. Your hand caresses his hip as he rides out his high.

Javi pants, feeling better than he has in weeks, and he reaches down to caress your cheek, swiping up a drop of his cum to push it into your mouth. “So pretty.” He murmurs and Dieter grunts, starting to push deep inside of you again, seeking his own orgasm.

You gasp around Javi’s thumb. “Fuck Dee.” You moan, knowing how much he gets off on someone watching. He grunts, his fingers digging into your hips until you know you will wear bruises under the skin for days. “Oh fuck!” You squeal when he hits perfectly inside your still fluttering cunt and you squeeze him tight.

Dieter hisses when you squeeze him, like a fucking vice, and it sends him over the edge with a grunt. Burying his cock deep, he paints your walls with his cum and his eyes close while Javier watches him. His spent cock twitching with interest and Javi knows he needs to see that again and again. He doesn’t want this to be a one time thing.

It’s the little grunt of satisfaction and the way that his hands caress your hips that make you sigh. “That was good,” you whimper, loving the feeling of his cum filling you up. Dieter was negative for any STI and your birth control was assured, so it was fun to indulge in cum play. “Did you enjoy the show, Javier?”

He nods frantically, reaching out to caress your breast, cupping it in his hand. “I have watched you both for weeks, fascinated and attracted to you both. I have never been with a man but there’s something about you.” Javier confesses to Dieter who smirks.

“Have ya seen me?” He jokes and smacks your ass. “We don’t have long left for lunch but I’m thinking we should all meet for dinner and…maybe have some more fun?” Dieter suggests, biting his bottom lip.

“I would like that a lot.” Javi nods and you shift onto your knees, cum dripping onto the sheets below.

“Then it’s settled…dinner after we finish filming for today.” Leaning in, you press your lips to Javi’s, making him groan as your tongue slides into his mouth and he tastes his salty cum lingering. Reaching down and carefully tucking him away before you break the kiss and pat his chest gently. “I need to clean up.” You murmur, smiling at him and then Dieter before you start to shuffle off the small bed.

Dieter watches you stumble slightly into the small bathroom and he smirks, “she’s gorgeous. So are you.” Dieter leans in to kiss Javi, wanting to taste him some more. “Dinner later…then I want you for dessert.” Dieter winks and shuffles off of the bed so he can clean himself up.

Javi swallows, excited and nervous, and he quickly tucks himself away. “I will see you back on set.” He calls out and he makes his exit, knowing this is the beginning of something beautiful.

“That’s a wrap for today!” The director calls out and you smirk as you know that Dieter is already bouncing to get back to the hotel.

“Javi?” You call as your assistant comes up and hands you the phone you had given her and your keys. “Would you like to get together and discuss the character more?” You know it won’t seem strange. “Ride back with me and Dieter? I know he had some questions too.”

Javi has been unable to think of anything other than you and Dieter all day so he nods, "yes. Yes." Realizing how eager he sounds, he clears his throat. "I'd like that." Dieter smirks and sends him a wink, knowing that the writer is going to experience something he has never experienced before. You grin and Javi wipes his hands on his pants as Dieter starts to guide you out of the studio.

There’s no need to change right now. The clothes you are wearing will be brought back to the studio but you have another costume just like it with the changes made for the rips in the fabric. “There’s no pressure.” You promise, both you and Dieter walking along either side of the other man. “If you don’t want to do something, it’ll be okay, we just want to have fun.”

Javi nods, knowing that you and Dieter won’t push him but he wants to try something new. He gets into the car that takes you and Dieter back to the hotel and he goes to get in the front seat but Dieter grabs him, pulling him in so you are squashed between the two men in the back seat.

“Everyone is coming back to my room,” Dieter declares. “We can order dinner and I have party favors.” He smirks, imagining getting high and experimenting with you and Javier.

Javi hasn’t taken drugs, it’s never been his thing, but he never thought he was bi when he met Dieter. Perhaps it’s time he tries something new. “Slow down baby. Javi is new to this. Be gentle.” You shake your head, reaching for Javi’s hand to squeeze it.

“It’s okay, hermosa. I like it a little rough.” He admits with a blush and Dieter smirks, “see?”

You huff, knowing that Dieter is going to be cocky about this. He loves when men are attracted to him, especially if that man isn’t necessarily experienced. “Do you like it to be rough or to have someone be rough with you?” You ask curiously. “Do you like to spank? Bite?”

“I’m a biter.” Javi admits with a smirk, “and I am, as you say, a switch. I like to spank and be spanked.” His hands find yours and Dieter’s thighs so he can squeeze, making Dieter smirk even more. “Is that where you got your inspiration for the script?”

“There is a lot of me in this.” Javi admits, biting his lip. “I have a very good imagination.” His fingers slide up Dieter’s thigh and he’s rewarded with a grunt and a twitch of the other man’s half hard cock.

Dieter is not a shy man so he grabs Javi’s hand to put it on his cock, making him groan as he squeezes him. “You’re so long.” Javi groans and he turns his head, wanting to kiss the movie star. You’re turned on, watching Javi discover himself, and he presses his lips to Dieter’s.

You don’t feel neglected. You aren’t a person who is jealous by nature. You have no problem sharing, especially with two men as gorgeous as they are. Watching them kiss is like being given a gift.

Dieter slides his tongue against Javier’s, cupping his cheek. He groans into his mouth and loves how eager he is. Javier pulls back after a moment and turns his head, pressing his lips against yours. Sandwiched between two beautiful actors, Javier is getting hard.

Your fingers slide into Javi’s perfectly styled longer locks. Enjoying the way his curls twirl around your fingers. Kissing him just as eagerly as Dieter had.

Dieter caresses Javier's thigh, squeezing him through his slacks, and Javi groans into your mouth. "We are approaching the hotel." The driver informs you all and you reluctantly pull away from Javi. "One last stretch then I want you naked." Dieter tells Javi with a peck to his lips, and Javi reaches down to adjust himself as the car pulls up. Thankfully, the lobby is quiet since it's late and Dieter is practically sprinting to the elevator.

You walk beside Javi, laughing at Dieter as he holds the door to the car open and motions to you to hurry up. “He is eager.” You coo to Javi, feeling him start to get nervous as the time draws closer. “He’s talked about how handsome you are for weeks.”

Javier blushes at your words, "I have been attracted to you both since I saw the chemistry test. The energy between you is electric. You are both so sexy. Did you - did you sleep together before you started filming?" Javier asks as he steps onto the elevator and Dieter presses the button for the top floor, his hands finding your ass to pull you against him.

“After the table read.” You admit, biting your lip as you look over at Dieter. “We went out for some drinks and it went from there.” You aren’t ashamed of that, even if it wasn’t something that would probably last, you are having fun and enjoying yourself. Dieter can be surprisingly emotional at times and thoughtful. Leaning in, you kiss his cheek.

Dieter smacks your ass playfully, jiggling your cheeks, and you giggle, making him smirk. “Couldn’t resist this one when I heard her saying all those naughty words you wrote.” Dieter confesses, knowing his weakness is dirty talk. Javier flushes, knowing he had had to relieve himself a few times when working on those scenes, jerking off while he acted them out in his own mind. The elevator dings and Dieter grabs your hand and Javier’s, dragging you both down the hallway.

“It’s obvious this is going to be a lot of fun.” You giggle as all three of you hustle towards the suite where Dieter is staying. Of course this would happen in his room. He had the drugs and most of the toys, even the ones you have are now in his room since you end up fucking nearly every night. “We should eat dinner naked.” You decide, watching Javier’s eyes wide and he nearly stumbles over the plush carpet in the hallway.

Javier looks around the suite once the door is shut, glancing around, and he sees the coke scattered on the silver tray, the pills and the empty bottles. “Is this - you do drugs too?” Javi asks you, knowing about Dieter’s penchant for manufactured escapes but not you. His eyes look across the room to the bed where several toys are lined up and he blushes, wondering what the housekeepers must think.

“Rarely.” You shrug and lay a hand on his shoulder. “Most often it’ll just be ecstasy if I want to feel really good. But you don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to.” You assure him. “Dieter won’t mind. He offers, he doesn’t push.”

Dieter nods, coming over to caress Javi’s back, “I never push. If you want some, I’m generous. If not, it’s okay.” He promises and Javier nods, “I- I have taken LSD.” He confesses and Dieter grins, “a man after my own heart. Whatever you want, it’s yours.” He promises, leaning in to peck his lips.

Watching the two men share a moment, you walk over to the book with the room service menu to decide what to order. You already know what Dieter likes and take a guess after seeing what Javi gets from crafts services. Adding a bottle of champagne and three glasses to the order, you hum as you hand up and decide to start stripping.

Javier watches you with wide eyes and Dieter smirks, leaning in. “She’s fucking gorgeous, ain’t she?” He murmurs, kissing Javier’s neck and his fingers play with the buttons on Javier’s shirt. “Wanna get naked?” He asks and Javi nods, eyes still on you as Dieter quickly removes his shirt.

You are comfortable in your skin. Perfect? No, but no one actually is. It’s enough for you that these two men want you for now and you love how dark Javi’s eyes get. “Now we get to see you nude.” You coo as you drop the last thing and start to walk over to them. “I know you are sexy. I’ve thought so since your first awards show.”

Javier blushes, suddenly shy under the lust filled stares of two movie stars. He kicks off his shoes as Dieter works on his belt while you caress his chest, and Javier surges forward to press his lips to yours, cupping the back of your neck so he can deepen the kiss.

The kiss is organic, deepening with a moan as you open up to let him explore your mouth. He’s a giver. You can tell that by the way he cups your head and his tongue strokes yours before he explores. Swallowing your sounds until he chokes out on his own and you glance down, seeing Dieter taking the other man’s cock into his mouth.

Javier pulls back from your mouth to look down at Dieter on his knees, his dark eyes meeting Javi's as he takes his cock into his mouth with a groan. "Hijo de puta." Javi curses, his hand on your waist squeezing while his other hand finds Dieter's head, running his fingers through his hair.

Dieter is a slut for praise. Javi’s hissed curse just makes the other man that much more eager to pull groans out of him. Especially since it’s very likely it’s his first blowjob by another man. He wants to make sure it’s the sloppiest, best thing that he’s ever had. Dieter considers it a point of pride to be good at sucking cock and eating pussy. “That mouth is fucking fantastic, isn’t it?” You purr, reaching down and stroking his hair with Javi. “Next time we will both suck your cock together.”

“Fuck. Yes. Yes. Sí, hermosa.” Javi is lost to the pleasure, your hand caressing his chest while he watches Dieter suck on his cock. It’s more than he could’ve ever imagined and it’s almost enough to make him cum but he exhales shakily to control himself.

“Take him deeper.” You order Dieter and he moans, following your demand enough to make Javi choke on his own breath. “Good boy.” You coo, cupping Dieter’s soaked chin and feeling Javi’s cock twitch inside his mouth, “do you want to try?” You ask Javi. “Dee is nearly as thick as you are but he’s longer. It’s more than a mouthful.” You joke playfully.

Javi nods, wanting to see Dieter look at him with pleasure on his gorgeous face. Dieter won’t argue with receiving pleasure so he pulls off of Javi’s cock and quickly moves to sit down on the sofa. “Come on pretty boy.” Dieter coos, his cock hard against his stomach and Javi shifts to kneel down in front of him, reaching out to wrap his fingers around his hard cock, in awe of how velvety it is, hard as steel. “Guide me.” Javi orders you before he leans forward to wrap his lips around the head.

You don’t hesitate to kneel beside him, watching up close as he takes him deeper into his mouth. “Pause and swallow around him.” You urge. “Your mouth is going to water a lot with him and he loves the feeling.” Your hand slides down so you can rub your clit while your other wraps around Javi’s still wet cock to pump it.

Dieter groans, watching you and Javi kneel in front of him and he thinks this might be better than taking any drug. Javi follows your order, swallowing around Dieter’s cock and the actor curses, spitting out a “fuck.” You smirk and twist your wrist enough to make Javier groan around the cock in his mouth.

The sounds that come from the three of you are obscene. Filling the room as Javi takes Dieter deeper and deeper, getting comfortable. Wrapping his hand around the base of the other man’s length and starts stroking it.

“Fuck. He’s good.” Dieter compliments the writer, his fingers running through the curly locks of the Spaniard and he meets your gaze. “Are you enjoying yourself, baby?” He asks you, knowing you’ve wanted to touch Javi for a while.

“Yes.” You moan, tilting your head up so he can kiss you. It’s wicked and decadent and everything you’ve wanted when you thought about both men together. “I know you are.”

The kiss is dirty and sloppy and both men groan, enjoying it, and Javi’s cock twitches in your hand while Dieter’s cock twitches in his mouth. Javi’s fingers work the base and Dieter knows it won’t take long for him to cum.

Your fingers move over your clit desperately while you pump Javi’s cock. Tongue sliding against Dieter’s as he groans into your mouth. Eager to swallow them down.

Dieter pants, wordlessly telling you how close he is to his orgasm, and you whimper, watching Javi close his eyes as Dieter’s cock twitches in his throat. “Fuckkkkkk.” Dieter whines, cock pulsing and Javier tries to swallow him down but a few drops escape. When you lean in to lap them up from his chin, Dieter swears he cums again.

Javier pulls off of Dieter’s cock with a gasp and you lean forward to take it into your mouth, cleaning him up with your mouth as he whines from the overstimulation. Grinning when he gasps again and tries to shift away before you pull off and turn to kiss Javier, tasting your lover on his tongue.

Javi groans into your mouth, tongue tangling with yours, and he sighs when you reach down to squeeze his cock. “Wanna suck you off.” You tell him and Dieter shifts, looking at you with a pout. “I wanna eat your pussy. Sit on my face and suck Javi off.” Dieter orders shifting to lay down on the sofa.

Javi frowns, knowing that you had sucked him off earlier but he’s aching for release. You beckon him up onto the bed and straddle Dieter’s face in a way that shows him this isn’t the first time the actor has wanted you to sit on him. “Let me suck you off and we’ll fuck after we eat.”

Javi nods, shifting to kneel on the bed so his cock is hovering near your face. He groans when you wrap your fingers around him and Dieter is dragging you down onto his face so he can slide his tongue through your folds. “Fuck baby.” Javier groans when you take him into your mouth.

Dieter slides his tongue through your folds, making you moan around Javi’s cock and push back into him. His fingers dig into your hips hard enough that you will feel them later and you look up at Javi under your lashes. Pushing his cock down your throat just like Dieter had earlier.

“Fuck. You are so beautiful.” Javier groans, caressing your cheek, and he swears he’s died and gone to heaven. You are gorgeous and he loves how eager you are. How eager Dieter is. He reaches down to gently squeeze your throat, feeling his cock bulging the skin.

All you can do is moan around him, Dieter ravenously devouring your cunt and you lurch forward to choke yourself on Javi’s cock when he curls two fingers up inside you perfectly. Your orgasm is building inside you with every flick of his tongue and curl of his fingers and you frantically bob on the Spaniard’s cock to make him experience as much pleasure as you are.

Javier groans, his hands caressing your shoulders as you take him again and again. “Fuck. I’m - mierda. I’m gonna-” He warns you before his cock starts to throb and pulses, the spurting of his cum coating your throat as he squeezes his eyes shut. A low groan escapes his lips as he enjoys his orgasm.

Like you had earlier, you drink down every drop you can. Enjoying the way he moans and rocks his hips shallowly until your own orgasm rockets through you and you pull off his cock to cry out Dieter’s name.

Javier almost cums against watching you writhe on top of Dieter. His tongue delves inside of you and you whine, tossing your head back and he watches with rapture. Dieter loves when you cum on his face, the way you squeeze his head with your thighs. It’s enough to make him hard again.

Panting, you give a breathless sigh as you move off Doeter. “God baby, you are so good at that.” You kiss his lips right as the knock at the door signals the food has arrived. “And so perfectly timed.”

Dieter smirks, smacking your ass before he shuffles off of the bed, picking up his robe to tie it around himself, and he makes his way to the door to let room service in. “Don’t mind the mess.” He gestures to the clothes on the floor.

You and Javier are under the covers and if the waiter thinks it’s unusual for there to be multiple people in a hotel room, he doesn’t comment. Quickly setting up the meals and leaving just as fast. “Dinner is here.” Dieter motions you over. “Come eat.”

Javier shifts to get out of the bed, walking over to the table where the food is set up and he finds his boxers on the floor. He pulls them on and sits down after pulling the chair out for you to sit down. “This looks delicious.” He hums, suddenly starving after the orgasms he’s had today.

“The hotel has great meals.” You admit. “Oftentimes Dieter and I order room service. That’s why there haven’t been many sightings of us in the area.” You hum as you settle in your chair, completely naked. “We are eating room service and having sex.”

Javi chuckles, “doesn’t sound bad to me.”

Dieter smirks as he reaches for the burger you ordered for him. “Especially when her sweet pussy is dessert.” Dieter winks and Javi grins, excited that he can spend this time with such beautiful people.

“I may be ordering room service more often.” Javier blushes, knowing he’s just invited himself back into your rooms.

You smirk happily and give a small shrug as you fork up your first bite. “It’s a good thing that we all like room service.” You tease, reaching under the table and squeezing his thigh. “Have you liked your night so far?” You ask. “What fantasies do you want to come true?”

Javier digs into his meal, taking a moment. “I want to - I want to have Dieter inside of me.” He says and Dieter smirks, pleased to hear that.

“If that’s what you want. We have lube. I can make you feel you, handsome.” He promises and winks at you, “we can make his dreams come true, can’t we baby?”

“Of course we can.” You send him a wink back and fork up a bite that you know Dieter will love and offer it to him. “We are very indulgent and love to make dreams come true.”

Dieter chews on the food after wrapping his lips around the fork, groaning at the taste. “I am glad to hear that. I have a lot of dreams.” Javier hums, reaching for your hand on his thigh and he squeezes it, wanting to touch you more.

“Eat your dinner and we can make that happen.” You promise, leaning in and dropping a kiss on his lips. “I was thinking you could warm your cock inside me while Dieter breaks you open for the first time.”

Javier nods, eager and nervous for what the rest of the night holds. He has never explored this part of himself. Sure, he had admired men on the beach back on Mallorca, but he didn't act upon his desires. Too scared of the repercussions from Lucas and his father. He is free now to be who he wants and he wants to discover what he likes. He is eating faster than usual, eager to begin his exploration.

The three of you finish your meals and once everything is loaded back onto a tray, you lean over and press your lips to Javi’s. “Do you want to go to bed with us, gorgeous?” You coo, scattering kisses down his jawline. “Dieter and I both want to make you feel good. So good you won’t remember your own name.”

Javi nods, “yes baby. I want you. Both of you.” Dieter smirks and leans in, cupping his cheek to turn his head so he can press his lips to Javi’s. He then grabs your head to bring you close, bringing you in to join in on the kiss.

It’s messy. Tongues tangling and moans being exchanged but you feel the fire lighting in your belly. Eager to show this beautiful man how good pleasure can be with the three of you together.

Dieter groans, sliding his hand down to squeeze Javi through his thin boxers, his cock half hard and Dieter kisses down his neck, allowing you to kiss Javier properly, cupping his cheeks to deepen the kiss. Dieter pushes his boxers down, gripping his cock and Javi groans into your mouth at the overwhelming touches.

You hum, fully aware that Dieter is starting to get impatient. He loves pleasure and it’s either having an orgasm or getting high. Preferably both. Breaking off the kiss, you caress Javi’s cheek. “You want to move to the bed, baby? That way we can make sure you are nice and ready for Dee’s big cock?”

Javier nods, excited and nervous for what awaits him.

“Please.” He murmurs, watching you as you kneel on the bed and shrug off his shirt that you’d picked up to eat in. You’re unbelievably sexy and Javier knows he’s lucky you want him like this. Dieter comes over, pulling the lube and a condom from the drawer. “Gonna take good care of you.” Dieter promises, shrugging off his robe.

You see the reason that Javi searches around nervously and you lean in, caressing his cheek. “Just relax, baby. Dieter knows what he’s doing and if you ever want to stop you just say the word and we will.

Javi nods, swallowing down his nerves, and he knows you will look after him, Dieter will look after you. He reaches for your hand, kissing your palm, “I want this. I want to experience this.”

“Do you want him to stretch you open with his fingers or a toy?” You ask seriously. “Dieter has a lot of toys. They are clean and perfect for this.”

“Fingers first. Then a toy.” Dieter says, knowing it will be best for him to open him up and Javier nods, “yes. I want that.”

Dieter smiles, “then kneel on your hands and knees baby. I want you to be comfortable.”

There is something about watching this gorgeous man who is obviously nervous get into such a vulnerable position so eagerly that is amazing. Stroking his back gently, you kiss his face and hum. “I'm going to suck your cock for you while Dieter works you open, baby.

Javi feels a little overwhelmed but calms himself as he watches you shift to lay down beneath him, his eyelashes fluttering as you start to take him into your mouth. Dieter strokes his back down to his ass cheek, “relax, beautiful. I’m gonna take care of you. If you don’t like it, you tell me and we stop, okay?” He asks and Javi nods, “okay.” Squirting lube onto his fingers, Dieter circles Javi’s puckered hole and Javi moans at the sensation.

His cock twitches in your mouth, making you smirk. Knowing that he is feeling slightly vulnerable. You stroke his sides while you lunge up to take him deeper down your throat. Wanting him to feel good as he endeavors to try something new. The moment that Dieter’s finger pushes inside him, Javi lurches forward and chokes you on his cock.

“Fuck.” He groans, lost in the sensations. He closes his eyes as Dieter pumps his finger until he’s adding a second one, stretching Javi out. “Fuck. You’re so handsome.” Dieter murmurs, leaning down to playfully bite Javi’s ass cheek, making the Spaniard moan in delight.

You keep mouthing at his cock as he starts to rock his hips, seeking Dieter’s fingers as he gets used to the sensation of having someone finger him. You know that he is enjoying himself, every moan gets louder and you are having to swallow every salty spurt of precum when Dieter presses up against his prostate.

“Mierda.” Javi hisses when you take him deeper and Dieter’s fingers scissor inside of him to open him up. It’s more pleasure than he’s ever felt and he’s getting closer to his orgasm. “I don’t - want to be inside - don’t want to cum yet.” He manages to spit out.

Pulling off of him, you slither out from under him and press a wet, opened mouth kiss to his lips. Cunt now dripping with arousal as you kiss Javi. Once you pull away, you can see the heavy lidded pleasure and smirk back at Dieter where he is slowly stroking his own cock as he scissors his fingers inside the other man.

Dieter adds another finger, not wanting Javi to be in pain, and when Javi grinds back onto his digits, he knows he is ready. With a smirk, Dieter withdraws his fingers and reaches for the lube, coating his hard cock and smothering more on Javier’s puckered hole. “Are you ready, handsome?” He asks, caressing his ass.

You pet his face as he nods, biting his lip. “I am.” He manages. “Just- just be gentle.” You click your tongue and press your lips to his cheek. “Dee will be very gentle.” You promise him. “And when you are ready, I’ll get under you so you can slide inside me.”

Javier nods, bracing himself as Dieter starts to push inside of him, and he knows this is going to be a little uncomfortable despite Dieter doing a good job opening him. “Oh.” Javi grunts when Dieter pushes past the ring of muscle, “you doing okay?” The actor asks and Javi nods, closing his eyes.

“It’s- fuck-“ Javi spits, trying not to squirm but it’s almost too much. He had never thought that he would ever feel this, panting slightly at the sensation. You kiss him, murmuring words of praise and tell him how good he’s doing. How fucking hot the two of them look and how you can’t wait to feel his cock inside you. After long minutes, Dieter's hips are flush with his ass and he is completely buried inside the other man.

Javi groans when Dieter starts to pull out, making him hiss in pleasure and that’s when you start to shift underneath him. “Both of you. Hermosas. So beautiful.” He murmurs, lost in the pleasure running along his spine from Dieter inside of him. The actor leans over, kissing the writer’s back, and he coos, “you’re taking me so well.”

“Jesus, I need you inside me.” You pant, wanting to be a part of something so gorgeous that it is making you greedy. Propping your legs on Javi’s hips, you feel Dieter’s hands caressing your thighs. “How are you feeling, handsome?” You coo, looking up at Javi’s wrecked face.

Javi is overwhelmed but feeling pleasure like he’s never known. “I- fuck. I feel so good.” He pants, “I need - I want you.” He murmurs and you smile, reaching down to wrap your fingers around his cock, guiding him inside of you. Javi drops his hips and Dieter follows him, allowing Javier this moment to push inside of you.

“Ohhhh fuck.” You whine, throwing your head back in pleasure at how thick Javi is. Dieter is amazing but you love the way Javi’s cock pushes against your walls as he breaks you open. “Oh fuck baby.” You bite your lip and caress his side, feeling the weight of both men on top of you.

Dieter groans, caressing your thighs as he pushes into Javier which sends the Spaniard deeper inside of you. Javier pants, the pleasure is mind blowing and he cannot believe how good it feels to have Dieter inside of him. “Is it - is it good?” Javi asks you, wanting you to be pleasured too.

“Yes.” You promise him, arching up and rolling your hips as both men start to move. “Yes, oh fuck yess!” You moan when they both thrust forward and the feeling is intense.

You whimper and Dieter squeezes your calf. “She loves it. She sounds like she’s sopping wet around your cock.” Dieter squeezes Javi’s ass, leaning down to kiss his back. “Gonna make her cum?” Dieter asks and Javi nods, “yes. Yes.”

The pace starts slow, the two men start to find their own rhythm as they pull their hips back and push them forward. All you can do is take it and moan your approval. Each time the throaty cries fall from your lips and you feel Javi twitch inside you as he watches you.

It’s a beautiful sight, the three of you moving in tandem to pleasure and please each other. Dieter is groaning at the way Javi grips his cock while Javi groans at the way you are fluttering around his length. His hand comes up to squeeze your breast, shifting onto his elbows so he can press his lips to yours.

Humming into the kiss, you start to slide your tongue into his mouth. Keeping your tongue eager and searching as you kiss him. Your legs tighten around him, urging them on as he starts to whine, the man behind picking up his pace as he starts to get greedy for more pleasure.

Dieter grunts, picking up his pace, and he can feel himself getting closer. Javi is tight and he is struggling to keep his composure. “I’m - shit - you feel too good. Gonna make me cum.” Dieter admits and Javi moans into your mouth, pulling back to say “do it. Want you to cum inside of me.” Dieter can’t hold back after that, surging forward to bury his cock deep and he fills Javi with his hot seed.

Javi’s eyes flutter closed, moaning quietly as he experiences Dieter filling him up. Triggering his own orgasm as he lets out a choked cry. Hot spurts of cum fill you up and he bites his lip as he realizes that you didn’t cum before he blew his load.

Dieter frowns, shifting to look down at you. “Did you cum baby?” He asks and you bite your lip, hesitating to answer. Dieter nods, slowly pulling out of Javi and the writer moans, pulling out of you and he moves fast to shift between your legs, his tongue immediately sliding through your folds.

Whining in surprise, you tangle your fingers into his hair. Dieter groans, admiring the way his cum is starting to push out of Javi before he slides down beside him and pushes your thigh up onto his shoulders so he can dive into your cream filled cunt as well.

Javi shifts over so Dieter can flick his tongue over your clit while Javi pushes his tongue inside of you, his hand sliding up to squeeze your breast. Both men are eager to make you cum, both men want you to fall apart under their tongues.

Closing your eyes, you gasp their names one after the other. One hand curls into Javi’s hair and the other gripping the sheets as they make your cunt the sole focus of their attention. Lapping at his cum from your walls, Javi groans into your fluttering cunt while you feel the tension building in your core. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, I’m gonna cum.”

Dieter sucks harder on your clit, wanting you to fall apart, and when you shake, he knows you’re cumming. Javi pushes his tongue deep, wanting to feel it, and you gasp out as you orgasm for the two men between your thighs.

Your scream is loud, echoing around the room as you fall apart for both men. Eyes cinched shut and tugging on Javi’s hair. Shuddering under the pressure of your orgasm.

Javi laps at your folds, savoring the tangy taste of you combined with his cum, and Dieter sucks your clit until you are pushing his head away. “So fucking perfect.” Dieter murmurs, kissing your mound when you run your fingers through his hair.

“We need to do this again.” You pant out with a breathless chuckle. Looking down at the two men with a very satisfied smile. “What do you think?”

“Oh we are doing this again. And again. And again.” Dieter smirks, leaning in to kiss Javi so he can sample the combined taste of you and him from his tongue. “I think this is the start of something beautiful.” Javi responds when Dieter pulls away from the kiss.

****

“Dieter! Dieter! Javier!” The photographers shout as the two men stand side by side and they are called over to where you are being interviewed. “This movie is about love and tragedy and redemption. What would you say your greatest inspiration for this movie was?” The interviewer asks Dieter who chuckles and wraps his arm around your waist.

“Well, I’d say being able to experience love and sex and intimacy with my co-star was a great help. Falling in love with the writer tends to lead to a lot of insight too.” Dieter wraps his other arm around Javi and the photographers go wild.

“Is that- what? Can we-?” The interviewers all scramble to speak to the trio, having heard that Dieter is with both his co-star and the writer.

“Sorry. We have to go watch the masterpiece on screen.” You call out and one interviewer responds,

“Javier, would you say you’re in a relationship with the actors in your movie?” She asks and Javier smiles, “I am. My greatest work yet starring the two people I love most. What more could a man ask for?” Javier responds and the trio make their way into the theater. Writing the romantic script lead to Javier finds his own romance. Something he never imagined would happen, he certainly couldn’t write it.

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𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝑴𝒆

pairing: javi gutierrez x fem!reader

genre: smut, romance, minors dni

word count: 2.9k

summary: living in a small town has its perks, watching a movie completely by yourself in the cinema being one of them. however, this time, you meet a charming stranger willing to comfort you during a horror movie.

warnings: strangers to lovers, very explicit blowjob, public blowjob, soft dirty talk, praise kink, horror movie,brief male masturbation feat. spitting, I say public but no one is really there

Living in a small town can be boring in many ways. There aren’t enough places to visit, you risk seeing someone familiar every time you go out but…it also has its perks too. One of your favorite things to do is to go to your favorite mall. You’ve been going there since you were a kid, it was a constant, comforting presence in your life and it might be dramatic to say, but you had a connection with it. It’s an open mall, which means there’s alot of sunlight and crisp air going around.

But the best part of it, by far, is the movie theaters.

It’s almost always empty, sometimes it’s just you in the theater, or a couple more people. It was like a private screening and you loved that. You can’t imagine another place on earth where you could go into a cinema only to view an entire movie by yourself as if you were at home. It’s the best.

You step into the lobby of the theater, greeted by the familiar sight of movie posters and ticket booths. The air conditioning hits you immediately, providing a refreshing break from the heat of the day outside.

The smell of fresh popcorn wafts through the air, making your mouth water. You take a moment to peruse the concession stand, eyeing the candy, soda, and various snacks on offer. However, you’re not really feeling up for snacks today so you head to buy your ticket. It’s for a horror film and it’s from one of your favorite directors. You’re feeling giddy, excitement rolling in your stomach. As always, you don’t need to pick a seat because there’s only one other person that’s going to be in there with you, so you can sit wherever you want to.

After sitting in the lobby for a little while, scrolling through your phone, the kind man you often see (and you presume runs the place) approaches you and says you can head inside now. Thanking him, you do exactly that.

A chill settles across your skin. In typical fashion, you were fooled by the heat and forgot to bring a jacket for this exact occasion. You shrug it off, eyeing the seats as you step in. This is one of the smaller theaters, which you find even better because it’s cozier. Just as you were told, there was only one other person inside. A man. Your eyes lock for a brief moment. You swear your steps slow, he has kind brown eyes, long lashes that touch his cheek with his every blink. He smiles at you and you find yourself smiling back. In that brief moment, your eyes linger over his broad chest.

Embarrassed, you quickly avert your gaze and take a seat. Coincidentally you’re sitting in the aisle right behind him, he’s not directly in front of you but across, his gaze fixated on the blank screen. You drop your bag to the side of you, another thing you love about this particular cinema, they have “couple” seats so you basically have a couch you can lounge about for the next two hours.

There’s a minute of silence before the lights go out and the soft glow of the projector fills the room.

You smile and settle in. You hug yourself, ignoring the gooseflesh of your skin. Right as the commercials begin, you glance at the handsome stranger one last time. Some childish part of you wants to lean over and touch the honey-traced brown locks. They just look so soft.

You take a sharp breathe. Thank god this isn’t the type of horror movie that has needless sex scenes in it.

You find yourself getting increasingly sucked into the movie. The sense of unease and foreboding that permeates the film is palpable, and you can feel your heart racing in your chest. Your nails biting into your cold and clammy palms. There are scenes of family dysfunction and grief, of supernatural occurrences that defy explanation. The cinematography is hauntingly beautiful, with shots of the sprawling family home and the surrounding woods that give you chills.

At one point, a particularly gruesome scene plays out on screen, and you let out a gasp of horror. The man in front of you turns around. Thinking that he must be annoyed, your lips move to form an apology but then you notice the look of concern on his face. Your lips form a kind smile instead, and lifting your hand, you whisper an apology.

Then it happens again—fuck this movie was really going to make you see nightmares tonight—and he turns around, again. Before you can say anything, he beats you to it.

“If you're scared, I would be happy to keep you company.”

You're momentarily taken aback by the offer. Your lips part, a soft noise echoing from the back of your throat. He’s staring at you with amusement now, the corner of his lips twitching. You swallow, wet your bottom lip. You’re about to give him an intelligent answer.

And just like that the intermission starts, the movie comes to a sudden halt, and soft lights flood the room, hurting your eyes.

Oh god, he can see your face now—shit.

You look away and wave your hand in dismissal, “Ah, thank you but that’s okay. I’ll try to keep quiet. I usually don’t get this riled up.”

He smiles. You sweat that you melt into the cushiony seats at the sight of it. You swallow thickly around the know that formed in your throat. His eyes soften, his smile nothing but kind.

“I am quite scared too,” he informs. He has a soft baritone, a melodic lilt to his voice. “It is embarrassing to admit.”

Your eyes flit across his face, then drops to his neck. His sun-kissed skin looks delectable. Heat settles at the end of your spine, a shudder coursing through your veins. He’s too kind to be from here, so he’s likely a tourist.

You push out your bottom lip and then down to your lap where your fidgeting hands rest.

“Well…if you’re scared…you can come and sit with me.”

Your lips draw a tight line as you lift your gaze and meet his eyes. You’re pathetic. Even if he was scared, It’s obvious he was making an excuse on your behalf so you won’t be embarrassed.

“Thank you, princesa. I am forever in your gratitude.”

You’re highly aware that he’s humoring you. But it’s hard to care about that when he stands up. You watch as he walks down the aisle, his figure silhouetted against the light from the lobby. He’s much broader and taller than you expected him to be. He reaches your row and with heated cheeks, you quickly pick up your bag to make room for him. The cushions dip with his weight and your mouth floods with saliva.

You’re not sure you can focus on the rest of the movie like this.

“I am Javi by the way,” he says, voice low. He extends a hand as you introduce yourself, the inside of his palm is soft and warm and you’d be lying if you didn’t say that you’re fingers lingered.

For the rest of the film, you're acutely aware of Javi's presence next to you. Every time you jump or gasp, he leans in closer, as if to shield you from the movie itself. You find it rather charming. Javi's arm brushes against yours, you feel a spark of electricity shoot through your body. You try to ignore it and focus on the movie, but you can't help stealing glances at him from the corner of your eye.

Before you know it, he has an arm around your shoulder, fingers feather-light against your bare arm. A loud noise echoes and your breath hitches. Upon hearing you, Javi pulls you closer.

Javi whispers in your ear, his breath hot against your skin. "Don't worry, I've got you."

Normally, you wouldn’t dare to get this close to a stranger—and that was what he is; a stranger—but it’s really hard to see him that way when his presence is like a pillar. And it feels rather good to be held during a horror film. Most of your friends don’t enjoy them so you often see them alone, coming out of them needing a hug.

With another jarring scene being reflected on the big screen, you find yourself seeking solace in the crook of his neck, your nose pressed firm against the thick column. His arm tightens around your tense frame. You might be imagining it, but you think he’s shushing you. It’s not in a cruel way. It’s soft and comforting. His hand moves up and down your arm, spreading warmth along your skin. You jump again when a fleshy sound echoes. This time your lips touch the skin. You feel his pulse and his scent floods your nostrils; a mixture of bergamot and cinnamon— and something so undeniably him.

“Are you alright?” he asks and you nod, your lips brushing along and following the ridges of a vein that lingers underneath. He’s so warm. So secure. You’re melting against him, forgetting completely that you just met this man and that you’re in the theatre.

The kiss happens unexpectedly. You have no idea where it comes from, but your lips press into his skin. He feels so soft under the plush of his lips. Javi doesn’t say anything but his body stiffens. A sudden burst of embarrassment warms your cheeks and you start to pull away, only for him to hold you there, his hand coming up to gently cradle your cheek and a part of your neck.

“It is okay,” he whispers as if someone might hear. “Your lips are very soft. It feels very soothing.”

You continue to kiss him. Your lips dusting over his neck as you inhale him, engraving him to memory. He shudders. And with a sudden boldness, you lick a stripe down and gently nip the sensitive flesh. He jumps a little, his hand moving to your scalp to softly tug on your hair. The sounds and moving pictures fade into the background. All you can focus on is the heat growing between your legs and the beat of his heart under your tongue.

Your hand moves to the front of his pants, you cup his length through the fabric and slowly stroke him.

“Can I?” you ask.

Your gaze lifts when you hear the whimper that echoes from the back of his throat. Shadows dance along his face, eyes sockets looking deeper than they were. His tongue swipes over his bottom lip and he swallows with a nod. A wolfish grin spreads across your face as you sink down to your knees. He gets comfortable, spreading his legs and allowing you to nestle between his thick thighs. In all honesty, a horror movie doesn’t make for the most romantic backdrop, however, the sight of him cheating his hand down his pants and grabbing himself makes up for it.

Your breathing short paced and frantic, you help him out of his pants along with his boxers. His cock bobs heavily between his legs, precum smearing against the fabric of his shirt. With shaky hands, Javi unbuttons his polo, only to reveal that his white top underneath has ridden up a little, exposing the swell of his stomach and the soft curls that trail down his belly button. He’s definitely thicker than you imagined. Slowly, you wrap your fingers around the base and give him a firm stroke. A moan that’s a mixture between pain and pleasure hits the back of his teeth.

“Hermosa,” he says, voice barely audible over the movie. “Let me help you a bit.”

You draw your brows together, not quite sure what he meant by that. Javi doesn’t give you a moment to put the pieces together. Your eyes still glued to his cock, he spits in his hand and coats himself. You hold your breath and your lungs burn. Without much thought your own hand unbuttoned your jeans, sneaking a hand under the waistband, you stroke between your clothed folds. You’re soaked for him already.

Javi touches himself gently, his cock glistening under the changing lights of the movie. His length twitches, growing bigger. Again, you swallow. You press two fingers to your aching clit. You gasp a little, which makes his eyes glimmer with amusement.

“You like watching me?” he asks, palm swiping over the head. “Are you wet? Tell me.”

Everything about this feels like a fever dream. You’re hald sure you fell asleep during the movie and dreaming all of this. But you’re not. Because when he lets go of his cock and gently cups the underside of your chin with wet fingers, your skin prickles so fast that it almost hurt. You exhale the breath you’ve been holding, your mouth dry like sandpaper.

“Yes,” you whisper. “I’m soaked for you, Javi.”

He hums with approval, “Good. That makes me very happy.”

You’re not sure why hearing that makes your pussy throb, but it does. His smile never fades as he guides you to his cock, his hand sliding to the side of your face to cup your cheek. You part your lips and take the bulbous head of his cock into your mouth. With a pointed tongue, you taste him, and a groan trembles within his chest. You take a deep breath. Despite the hand on your cheek, he’s not forcing you to take more of him. Instead, he looks down at your patiently. His length throbbing on your tongue. Then, when you feel ready, you swallow more of him. Javi’s head falls back, his hips slightly raising off the seat. You purr at the way his blunt nails scratch your scalp

“Your mouth feels amazing,” he gasps and swallows. He follows the praise with a string of Spanish words that you hope have the same sentiment.

Looking up between heavy lashes, you part from him and drag your wet lips down the side of his length. A thick vein meanders down, twitching with your every move. Your eyes flutter closed as you kiss the curve of his testicles. You flatten your tongue between them, feeling the weight while his cock lays heavy on your cheek.

“F-Fuck,” he moans, gently grinding and dragging his length down.

Pulling yourself back up, you take him between your lips once more.

You're lost in the sensation, the taste of him on your tongue, the weight of him in your mouth. You savor the taste, the musky and slightly salty flavor making your mouth water. You swirl your tongue around the head of his cock, teasing and licking him, feeling him pulse and throb against your lips. You take him deeper into your mouth. You love the way he responds to you, the way his nails bite into your skin and his breath catches in his throat.

With a wicked grin, you pull back and watch as he groans in frustration. "Tease," he breathes out, but there's a hint of amusement in his voice. You just smirk and run your tongue over your lips, giving him a show that is, hopefully, worth missing the movie.

You use your tongue to trace the veins along his length, feeling the texture of him under your lips. Sliding your mouth up and down his shaft, you feel the heat building between your legs. You're getting wetter and wetter, your body responding to the sounds he’s making. You suck him deeper into your mouth, taking him all the way to the back of your throat, feeling him hit the back of it over and over.

Javi's hips start to move, thrusting gently into your mouth, his cock sliding over your tongue. You love the way he tastes, the way he feels in your mouth. He pulses over your tongue. His breathing growing more ragged and loud. As Javi's thrusts become more urgent, you know that he's close to the edge. You keep your lips wrapped tightly around him, your tongue swirling around the head of his cock, urging him on. And then, with a strangled groan, he starts to spill into your mouth.

You feel the heat of him spreading across your tongue, the taste of him making you moan. Your jaw aches, but still, you keep your mouth wide open for him, swallowing over and over, until he’s dried out. With a gentle tug, Javi signals you to let go and pulls you up onto his lap.

Before you know it, his lips are on yours, tasting himself on your tongue.

You moan into his mouth as he slides a hand between your legs, feeling how wet you are for him. He chuckles softly, breaking the kiss to trail hot kisses down your neck and over your collarbone. Your head falls back, your body arching into his touch.

“You weren’t lying,” he says, hot breath fanning your neck. “You are wet for me.”

You nod frantically, grinding to meet the sinful touch of his fingers. But just as you’re getting used to it, the lights slowly flicker on and when you turn, you notice the credits rolling.

“Shit,” you hiss, rolling away from him and letting out a breath. Javi is by your side in an instant, the curve of his nose snug against the side of your face. You can’t help but smile.

“We should buy a ticket for the next one,” he whispers, lips touching your cheek. “Since we missed the ending.”

a/n: So, this was actually inspired by an actual mall we have here. And honestly, the empty cinemas are probably the biggest thing I'm going to miss about this place. It's seriously the best. Sadly tho I never had a javi to comfort me fgbgfbg

Normally yesterday I wanted to see beau is afraid but apparently it's not out in our country yet and is going to be in theaters on june 9th--I'll probably end up watching it online. Anyway since I oculdn't watch beau is afraid, the movie that's actually playing in the background is Hereditary which didn't spook me the first night but def spooked me the second night. And the more I think about it the more I wish Javi si with me lmaodfvdf

Hope you guys enjoyed the cinema filth! sending you all love xx

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My Teddy Bear enjoys Leather

Javier Gutierrez x plus size female reader

This fanfic is for 18+ MDNI

Word Count: 891

Warnings: established relationship, unprotected P in V, riding, oral sex (male receiving), fingers and HANDS (did we expect different from me?), the color red, edging, cockwarming, breath play, Javi G is his own warning (I’m not sorry I had him say any of it!)

Summary: Your boyfriend Javier has deemed it appropriate to finally ask you for something important to him.

Notes: I am a sponge. There was talk of what one might do with a different Pedro character’s nose. I was being a menace in a friend’s DM and thought: “I should take some of these mini drabbles and make something with it.” That friend of course was @lady-bess and she encouraged me. 😆 So here we are with splashes of noses, @morallyinept ‘s Javi’s special room and my own spin on things because Javi’s color is red baby. ❤️ @rhoorl helped me with some translations because I already have trouble with English, I need all help I can get for Spanish because far be it from me to butcher a beautiful language.🥹

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You’ve never been one to kink shame. You’ve also never been asked to use leather in this manner either. Javier Gutierrez has been the sweetest boyfriend you’ve ever had. He only raised his voice in bed when your hand slipped off his chest while you were riding him and grabbed his neck. You apologized but he of course told you not to worry about it. Javi never wants you to fret or feel bad about anything.

He spends an equal amount of time between your thighs and buried in your cunt. It was after spending another night with him, your tongue slid down his shaft following the vein on the side of his cock down to his balls, waking him by nibbling on the skin lightly with your teeth. So there was another time Javi raised his voice waking up with your ass and swollen pussy from the night before staring at him. He reached out, two fingers parting your folds to see your core twitching while your moans were muffled by your lips nipping at his foreskin. Pausing to raise your head, you looked up at Javi whose chest was heaving along with the soft swell of his belly.

“Buenos días mi amor (Good morning my love). Te estoy dando besos dulces (I’m giving you sweet kisses). I need to focus. Don’t touch me yet Javier.” You said plainly, watching him to ensure he took his hand back. “Put them behind your head.” Javier’s eyes dilated as he interlocked his fingers and placed his hands behind his head, watching as your mouth took in his cock swirling your tongue about the head before starting to swallow more, bobbing your head. Javi resisted the urge to thrust his hips, trying to keep still as possible. He needed to keep from cumming, to watch your thighs drip with slick arousal from taking him so deeply, your fingers grasping his thighs where your nails were digging into his skin. The sensation was too much for poor Javier.

“Quierda (sweetheart)!” Was the only thing he was able to say over and over, watching you drink his spend and it dripping from your mouth.

This was the moment Javier decided to ask you into his special room - private room. He’s never shown this room to anyone, just collecting pieces to use, many of them he couldn’t use by himself.

It was a beautiful dinner, you wore the red dress that Javier enjoyed on you, it was strapless with an asymmetrical split. Exposing much of your thigh and leg when you walked and sat, jiggling as Javier watched you walk across the room to the sealed door that had a keypad on it. He entered his code and opened the door. All manner of leather straps, flogs, bells, lined the wall, two harnesses hung from the ceiling. Your eyes were wide from shock.

“Mi vida (my life). I want more of you did the other night. Command me. Restrict me. Some pain is fine, so long as it is from you. This room has all the tools you will need for this.” It’s not something you’ve ever done, never really entertained the idea of it. But if it’s for Javier, your sweet, never asks your for anything except your time, boyfriend. You could at least try.

Now you’re on a circular bed in this sealed room with Javier Gutierrez, a red leather collar placed around his neck meant for breath play. You’ve told him not to touch himself and not to touch you either, even though you long for them to knead your rolls and folds like he always does, you’ll abstain for him if it brings him greater release. Standing above him naked, you just have him using his perfectly angled nose to tease your clit, but he cannot use his mouth, “Javi, mi bueno niño (my good boy). I’m going to take you in now. You listened so well.” A kiss to his forehead earns you a sigh from him, your palms run along his arms up to his shoulders, centering yourself over his dripping cock. Using him to soothe the ache inside you, your hips became flush with his. “Let’s sit together in your special room. Touch me but don’t move me or your hips.”

Javier’s hands kneaded your back and hips as his mouth, being careful not to move you as instructed. He had a request, he wanted you to do it for him, to him. The breath play worried you, is there a possibility you could hold it too long?

“Cariño (dear). Please, just one time.” Javier pleads with you. Explaining that you’d never done that before and you didn’t want to hurt him, he shook his head. “Mi amor, you could never hurt me. Just pull on my collar enough to make the bell jingle at the end while you sit a top of me, taking me so deeply.” As you warm his cock, you grip the red leather strap connected to the collar, wrapping it once around your hand you pull, cutting his air a bit as his cock twitches wildly inside of you. “Más por favor mi amor (More please my love). You hold my life in your hands. Milk me, have my air, use my cock to come.” Rolling your hips slowly, begins a new chapter with your leather teddy bear Javi.

The fic by @morallyinept is called Door Number Three that helped inspire this. One of her giflets. ❤️

Some peeps who may want to see Javi in red and working that nose 👃: @secretelephanttattoo @maggiemayhemnj @magpiepills @avastrasposts @pedroshotwifey @megamindsecretlair @alltheglitterandtheroar @angelofsmalldeath-codeine @yorksgirl @goodwithcheese @for-a-longlongtime @legendary-pink-dot @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin @trulybetty @fhatbhabie @readingiskeepingmegoing @harriedandharassed @survivingandenduring @soft-girl-musings @heareball @rhoorl @mysterious-moonstruck-musings

#pedro pascal characters #fanfiction #pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #javier gutierrez #javier gutierrez x reader #Javier Gutierrez x plus size reader #Javier Gutierrez smut #a Nerdie fic

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odetodilfs · 1 year

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Something to eat

Pairing: sub bottom!Javi Gutierrez x Dom top!male!reader

CWs: Smut, ass eating (reader giving), Oral Sex, summing inside, hands free orgasm.

A/N: Ok yeah sorry about taking so long and just not posting, I've been going through stressful times and just not been feeling in the mood for writing.

You were laying in bed after an absolutely exhausting day at work, and the fact that the day was so sticky and humid just really didn’t help. It was clear Javi noticed so he placed a cold, icy glass of water next to you and smiling at you, “My poor little baby” he said slightly sarcastically as he played with your hair and laid down next to you. You enjoyed and savored the feeling of his beautiful hands across your hair, massaging your scalp and making you feel so relaxed. As the tiredness went away… horniness came, it had been over a month since you and Javi had done anything, you were desperate to have sex, or literally anything, and the way Javi had legs nicely spread with nothing but a bathing suit underneath made it very tempting. He had fallen asleep, he had turned on his stomach, making his cute ass stick out and you were certainly getting some thoughts…

An idea popped onto your mind… What if you wake him up as a surprise? You went in and started to take off his pants slowly. But Javi’s senses were still on high alert despite his sleep, so he instantly woke up, “What are you doing?” his sweet voice asked,

“I uh…” you started, Javi chuckled

“It’s fine,” he said, “do you want anything to eat?” he asked you, you didn’t notice any suggestive manners in the way he said it so you assumed he meant food. But again, his ass looked so delicious that it was hard to not say what you wanted. “Well, I’d like to eat you right now” you flirted, Javi was taken aback but wasn’t against the idea…

Javi turned himself 180 degrees and was now laying on his back, “Cariño, are you sure-” but you just couldn’t hold back at that point, “Yes I’m very fucking sure” you replied as you pulled down his pants and exposed that tight hole he had. You instantly went in and licked it all over, “Mmmm” you moaned as you savored the sweet, musky taste of his ass again after weeks of not having it, Javi covered his mouth as he stopped a yelp of pleasure from coming out. You were infatuated with his asshole, licking the tight ring and even going ever so slightly inside of him which made him mewl. When you started jerking off his cock he couldn’t hold back the loud moans of pleasure anymore and even moaned your name out on some occasions.

Javi’s ass was just the best meal you could ever ask for, the way it tasted so fucking good, the way his hole contracted in the shouts of pleasure made you decide it was also time to start using your fingers. But you didn’t want to ruin Javi’s taste just yet, so you sucked on your fingers for a while, using your other hand on his cock to not have him begging too much, but he was desperate for your tongue again. When your fingers were lubed enough you slipped your index into his ass and he moaned as it passed his prostate, his moans were shamelessly loud. The way his salty precum tasted melted into your mouth in such a way as you fingered him, the way his tight walls clenched around your fingers only imagined how much better they would feel on your cock.

You fingered him some more and then went back to eating him out, this time like a starved man as you couldn’t see anything, suffocated by his ass cheeks. But the lube had made the appeal go away slightly so you decided to lube up your dick. The good thing was he was already loosened up from your fingers and tongue, so your cock slid in quite easily, his moan being extremely loud when you first went inside him. “Shh, it’s okay my love,” you whispered reassuringly, “C-cariño-” he moaned as you started to make your first few movements.

Your dick felt like it was being stroked by clouds, his smooth walls clenched just with the right amount of pleasure and his breathy moans made you even hornier. Javi’s prostate is extremely sensible, you’ve noticed that across the many times you’d fucked him and as soon as you hit it he whimpers, especially as you speed up your pace. This is how you like Javi, legs open for you, giving his hole to you and having him moaning, it was heaven. Your thrusts turn into pounding as he’s screaming by now and he brings a hand to his cock to speed up his orgasm, you slap it away, “No Javi, you’re cumming hands free” you said, “But-” he uttered a weak protest that soon vanished as you only pounded him harder.

A few minutes later, you felt Javi clench real hard on your cock and scream your name out loud and a wet, sticky substance covered your stomach, he whined in pleasure even after. This sight was enough for you, you screamed, “J-Javi-” you filled him up, you stayed there, breathing, recovering in absolute bliss, “I needed that” you said “I’m glad I can give it to you mi amor” he smiled as he went in and kissed you, you pulled out, your cum leaked from his hole slightly, “Let me just…” you said as you lifted him in your arms and carried him bridal style to the bathtub, you smiled at each other the whole way through.

#javi gutierrez #javi gutierrez x male reader #pedro pascal #pedro pascal x male reader #pedro pascal characters #x male reader #top male reader #gay

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pedros-husband · 1 year

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You have a big ass

pedro pascal characters x male/gn! reader

characters included: Javier Pena, Joel miller, Javi Gutierrez, Marcus Moreno, Ezra, Din Djarin, Frankie Morales, agent whiskey, Silva, Oberyn Martell

javier pena: he loves a juicy ass so his eyes are constantly on yours, especially if you wear any of his 70's style jeans. he has no shame so wether your in the office, in town, or at home he will slap your ass or squeeze it. he especially likes it if your bent over someones desk trying to speak to them, he loves picturing how you'd look bent over his desk whilst he fucks you.

Joel miller: hes not into PDA so he'll only ever stare at your ass if your in public, but he'll still do it shamelessly. sometimes he'll let you walk ahead with someone else on patrol or by yourself simply so he can stare at your ass and they way your jeans cling to it, or the way yoour hips move at each step, making your ass jut out.

when yoru at home though, hes completely different. he has absolutely no self restraint when your in the comfort of your house and no ones prying eyes are on you. he'll smack, slap, kneed your ass, at every chance he gets, in the morning or evening thoguh he loves smacking your ass in the morning whilst you make coffee, making you stand up straight and let out a surprised snort, snapping you awake.

Javi Gutierrez: he’s a sucker for you in anyway possible and he loves praising you in any shape or form so he loves commenting on how much he loves your body, especially your ass. When your cuddling his hands will subconsciously move to rest on your ass, sexually and non sexually. If he’s feeling more frisky he’ll squeeze and/or slap your ass. He’s also a sucker for making you feel good and he loves eating you out. (I totally see him as a power bottom)

Marcus Moreno: he’s super cheesy and I can totally see him as that chest single dad so he’ll mostly make cheeky comments and jokes about your ass (In a cute way though) he totally loves eating you out and holding your ass cheeks as he does so, because like javi he’s all for making you feel good and giving you the pleasure, because he gets pleasure from yours.

Ezra: he is a man of words and poems so he’ll go on long tangents about how much he just loves your ass or he’ll talk in great detail about what he wants to do to your ass/ with it. He also likes smacking your ass when you don’t expect it.

Din djarin: he’s not very touchy especially because he’s spent most of his life alone, but he’ll admire the way your armour/clothes cling to your ass. He loves watching you work or train in silence, he is so grateful of his helmet so you can’t tell that his gaze is almost permanently on your ass. When you do get more intimate or touchy he’ll mumble about how sexy your ass is and if he’s feeling particularly bold he’ll grab it and pick you up, punning you against the wall.

Frankie morales: he also is shameless in public so he’ll smack/slap your ass as a greeting or in passing. He smirks when you gasp and smack his arm, smiling at your angry blushing face. In bed/cuddling he’ll

Agent whiskey: he’s got no shame as well, in public, at work, or at home. He loves if you wear tight fitting jeans and if you do he looses all self restraint. If it’s in the office he’ll fully pick you up by your ass and onto his desk, he can and will take you at work, tequila and ginger are used to it by now and have earplugs for when you do it. He’s slap your ass as he walks by you as reflex, sometimes he doesn’t even realise he’s doing it.

Silva: he’s so sweet and soft for you, but he worships you and your body so he’ll constantly mumble under his breath to you about how much he loves your ass, how it drives him wild. When cuddling on the bed/couch he’ll pull you into his chest by your ass cheeks and knees them softly.

Oberyn martell: everyone knows he’s a complete man whore with no shame at all. Hell fuck you all over the palace and in the garden. So sometimes he’ll slip out of meeting and duties just to watch you train, admiring the way your armour and underclothes excentuate your ass. Hell not necessarily slap your ass but he does like to knees it in his hands and watch as it goes redder with his touch. He also likes eating you out and holding your ass cheeks as he does so.

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I didn’t include as many characters this time because this serves as more of a placeholder whilst I finish my main fic that hopefully should be finished soon. It’s already over 1.5k long and I’m not halfway finished yet 😅

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aliorsboxostuff · 2 years

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currently watching all of Pedro Pascal Cinematic Universe so i can write x Male Readers for them because GOD KNOWS WE NEED MORE M!READERS IN THIS DAMN FANDOM !!!

pssst so far I'm ready to write abt

- Whiskey (Kingsman)

- Frankie Morales

- Javier Peña

- Javi Gutierrez

- Joel Miller

- Ezra (prospect)

if any of yall gays wanna requests you can check my pinned <3

#pedro pascal #ezra prospect #javi gutierrez #javier pena #x male reader #m!reader fanfics #ezra prospect x male reader #ezra prospect x m!reader #javi Gutierrez x male reader #javier pena x male reader #last of is hbo #tlou hbo #hbo joel miller #joel miller x male reader #whiskey x male reader #agent whiskey x male reader

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second-axis-point · 1 year

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How about a fanfic where Javi takes you to a really beautiful place (can’t think of one so you decide) and he proposes to you, you can add smut if you want and if you do can it please be bottom Javi :)

Thank you in advance 😄

Pairing: Javi Gutierrez x Male!Reader

Warnings: None!

Content: Fluff, Marriage Proposals, Smut

Word Count: 1.9k

I am absolutely in love with Javi so these requests are giving me life. I made this thinking about Javi bringing you to a villa in Mallorca but somehow forgot to mention it by name 😅Hope you enjoy and thank you for the request!! 💙

Fiance

“Wake up estimado, we have a busy day!”

You woke to Javi rubbing his hand down your arms. He was sitting on your side of the bed, fully dressed. Your foggy brain needed a few moments to adjust to his cheery demeanour so you groaned and pulled your pillow over your head.

“Javi, it is way too early for either of us to be up.”

Your voice was gruff and you slurred your words slightly. Javi gently took the pillow from your hands and tossed it back on the bed.

“Come on cariño, I have something really special planned for today and I don’t want to waste a second.”

You opened your eyes to see him grinning down at you, his deep brown eyes full of love and excitement. You sat up and he leaned to press a quick kiss to your lips before jogging out of the room. You attempted to rub the sleep from your eyes. You looked over at the clock to see that it was only 6:45. You make your way to the bathroom to brush your teeth before leaving your room in search of Javi.

You groggily walked into the kitchen to see that your boyfriend had already gotten a bowl and your favourite cereal and put them on the island counter. There was soft music playing from the living room. He was bouncing around the room, slowly eating his own breakfast, and rambling on about a list and things for you to pack. You furrowed your brows and sat down at the island to eat. Javi was in and out, packing bags but not explaining why.

“Date prisa amor, I want to get on the road as soon as possible.”

Javi paused to tell you before continuing on his crusade. You had finished your cereal and moved to wash your dishes but Javi swooped in to grab the bowl from your hands and shooed you away to get dressed, so you shuffled back to your shared bedroom to pull a shirt and a fresh pair of trousers on. He was waiting for you outside the doors with a duffle bag and a list.

“Pack everything that’s on the list.”

He hands you the piece of paper and the bag before he pushes past you into the bedroom. You quickly scan the list that was written in Javi’s familiar handwriting.

“Are you ever going to tell me where we’re going amor?”

Javi turns and pretends to think.

“Nope!”

He laughs and gets back to what he was doing. You and Javi would pack for this mystery trip in the comfortable quiet of the music he put on earlier. Once the both of you were done, you brought the bags out to the car and got ready to leave. Javie was driving with you in the passenger seat. You threw on your headphones and put some music on for a while, falling asleep halfway through the ride.

When you woke again you checked your phone to see the time was 9:30. You looked over at Javi. He had one hand on the wheel and the other hanging out the window. He looked relaxed and was almost glowing in the sunshine. You smiled at the sight of your pretty boyfriend and wondered where he was bringing you. He noticed you looking at him and gave a bright smile back.

“30 minutes.”

He notified and you nodded. Deciding that you wanted to just enjoy Javi’s company, you took your headphones off and put your phone away. You watched the scenery go by, trying your very best not to read any of the road signs but failing when Javi pulled into the airport lot.

“Where the hell are we going?”

You ask him. He gives you a sweet smile but says nothing, only opening his door and getting out of the car. He’s never been this secretive about anything before. You were starting to worry that you had forgotten something. A holiday, an anniversary, a major vacation? You couldn’t think of anything. You jumped when Javi knocked on the window. You ducked out of the car and took your bag from him.

“What’s wrong amor, you look upset.”

He nudged you with his elbow while you walked into the airport.

“Nothing, just wondering where we're going is all.”

He looked as if he was about to tell you but only said,

“You’ll see.”

You tossed your head back and huffed. Javi got your bags checked out and tickets scanned. He went to get coffee while you sat in the terminal, watching over your things and waiting for your flight. He came back with a large cup of your favourite coffee and sat down next to you.

“I appreciate you humouring me amor, I promise you’ll like where I’m taking you.”’

You nod and sip at your coffee, book in hand. Javi leaned his head on your shoulder and closed his eyes. You guys sat like that until your flight was called. You got settled on the plane and resumed what you were doing. Javi with his head on your shoulder while you both read your book. The flight was relatively short, only about an hour. You rented a car and got back on the road. Javi stopped at a seemingly nice restaurant for lunch and you guys walked around the town for a while. Once you were back in the car, you checked your phone again. 6:45. The sun was starting to dip low in the sky. You fell asleep again and were woken by Javi.

You were in the driveway of a sizable, sort of remote, beautiful villa. It was right on the edge of a beach. The water sparkled in the sunset. You turned to Javi. He looked a bit nervous.

“I booked this place for a few days and called you out of work. Do you like it?”

Your smile was all he needed to let the tension drop from his shoulders. You stepped closer and put your hands on his waist while he wrapped his around your neck.

“It’s amazing Javi.”

You kissed him slowly, showing him that he had no reason to worry in the first place. He pulled away and ran to grab your bags. He tossed yours at you and made his way to the front door.

“You haven’t even seen inside yet!”

He gave you a quick tour before telling you to change into your swimsuit. Your trunks were black with a pineapple pattern while Javi’s were blue and had flamingos all over them. The two of you raced down to the beach, laughing and teasing. You won.

“Come on Javi, I thought you were faster than that!”

You panted, hands on your knees while he came up behind you.

“Callate la boca. Hiciste trampa.” Shut up. You cheated.

He said, obviously trying to catch his breath.

“I never cheat.”

You laughed as you started towards the water, Javi following behind you. You were waist-deep before you dipped under. The water was strangely warm for the time of day. Javi kept his head above water for whatever reason but stood next to you while you bobbed around.

“So why did you bring us out here?”

You broke the quiet. Javi went a bit stiff when he turned to you. He stepped closer and pulled you closer.

“Well I was going to ask you something really important.”

He put a hand on your chest and looked you in the eye.

“¿Quieres casarte conmigo?” Will you marry me?

Your eyes went wide and your breath hitched for a moment. The beautiful man in front of you was asking you to marry him. You forgot how to speak for a moment, your brain was reeling. You could only nod so you did just that. Javi lit up.

“Really?”

You felt giddy.

“Of course Javi holy shit!”

He pounced on you. Kissing you fervently and running his hands down your torso. You grabbed the undersides of his thighs and hoisted him up, his legs around your waist. He yelped but only let it distract him for a moment. He wrapped himself around you as you kissed back. You were glad that you had your own private section of the beach.

With the setting sun shining, the cool water on your skin, and your now fiance in your arms, you could not think of a better place to be. You were pulled from your pleasant thoughts by Javi bucking his hips suddenly. He pulled away to hide his face in your neck while you grinned.

“A little excited, aren't you Javi?”

He whined and you put him back on his feet. You both hurried back to the villa, quickly washing off the sand and getting inside. As soon as you closed the sliding door, Javi was on you. You guided him to the bedroom, only pulling apart when he backed into the bed. You situated yourself on top of him and started teasing.

“Aw, you poor thing.”

You pushed a thigh between his legs and added pressure. He whimpered and started to writhe underneath you.

“Why don't we get you out of these trunks.”

You grinned and slowly untied the knot that kept his trunks up. You pulled them off and watched as his cock sprung free. He was already hard and begging for you to touch him.

“Por favor amor, te necesito.” Please love, I need you

He pleaded.

“Need me to what, Javi?”

You asked, feigning ignorance.

“Touch me.”

He begged you.

“Well since you asked me so nicely.”

You wrapped a hand around his cock and started stroking languidly. He squirmed and bit his lip, holding back moans.

“Mi querido Javi, don’t hold in those pretty noises. Let me hear you.”

You take the head of his dick into your mouth and swirl your tongue around it. Javi moans loudly and arches his back while you palm yourself through your trunks. You pull off and move up his body, pressing kisses and biting lightly. You pull off your trunks and kick them off the bed.

“I didn’t bring any-”

He cut himself off. You smile.

“That’s alright.”

You threw the tube into your bag that morning because you had no idea how long you would be gone for. You take both you and Javi in your hand and spread the lube over both. You start thrusting into your fist, slowly frotting against Javi. He bucks up in search of more friction and whines quietly when you push his hips down.

“Más despacio Javi.” Slow down Javi

Your thrusts start to quicken and he starts squirm more and more. Javi throws his arms around your neck as you bite down his collar bone. He digs his nails into your shoulders hard enough to hurt but you don’t notice. Only focused on the man under you. You knew he was nearing his climax when he threw his head back and moaned deep in his chest. His grip on you tightened and his back arched. He came over his stomach and your fist. His hips bucked uncontrollably and it only took you a few more thrusts to finish as well.

You fell to the side and rode out your high, not noticing that Javi had gotten up. You came back to your senses when he walked back in with a warm washcloth. He wiped himself down before crawling in bed and straddling your hips. You smiled at him as he wiped down your torso. He tossed the cloth away and laid down on top of you.

“Prometido.” Fiance

You heard him whisper softly.

“Marido.” Husband

You responded back. He nuzzled into your chest and took a deep breath.

“Marido.” Husband

Javi repeated wistfully before the both of you drifted off together.

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