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Forgive Me!

This is a long post, like really long so take breaks if you need them :) There's also some rants in this lol

The night started off with Betty leaving Eco Moda and Armando going to a bar with Mario where they talked about the plan. At some point Mario, seeming sincere told Armando that he was convinced and that he shouldn't go and comply with his duties as a man.

However Armando tells Mario that he can't do that and with an endearing smile told him that Betty was really looking forward to them spending time together, that he couldn't let her down.

As I keep mentioning, Armando has an EMOTIONAL ATTRACTION to Betty up to this point. That emotional attraction is what pushes him forward. He does have a physical attraction to her but it is mostly based and motivated by his emotional attraction. I think it's extremely important to understand that having an emotional attraction to someone doesn't mean you don't find them physically attractive. People usually experience physical attraction at first sight and confuse that as love, however those types of relationships don't last long UNLESS there is a strong emotional attraction and while Armando has first experienced an emotional attraction to Betty and then a physical attraction to her, it doesn't make it any less valid that he does like her and that he is attracted to her but by this stage of the novela Armando, though not completely understanding his feelings towards Betty has now come to be at peace with his emotional attraction, though he still rejects the idea of any attraction to her because he's a man obsessed with perfection.

We have been seeing Armando slowly come around to his emotional attraction to Betty and whenever they have heavily emotional conversations or they are being vulnerable it is when he seems to desire her more. The entirety of his character is that he goes from being this vain and superficial man to being a man that cares for true substance and stops being so selfish. If he were to ONLY feel physical attraction to Betty or be ONLY motivated by that physical attraction than his character would have never learned any valuable lessons in life, aside from not being a liar. However the fact that his attraction to Betty is emotionally strong and the main course of action that moves him to change and INSPIRES him to change is what makes this such an important and impactful relationship to him because he knows he can satisfy his human body, however he's never felt his emotional senses satisfied. I don't want that lost in translation when I do these breakdowns because we understand why he has denied, ignored, and confused his feelings towards Betty, however it is important to also understand that the feelings he doesn't hide away from are the ones he is slowly embracing in the past few episodes that set a foundation to what happens on the night of Betty's party.

For that exact reason we get the scenes we do.

Now that that's out of the way, lets dive in.

Armando told Mario that he thinks Nicolas is still trying to get with Betty, that he had been calling her all day long and that he thinks that Nicolas is a cansón(unbearable) guy.

Later on at Betty's house after Don Hermes gave him a tour of his daughter's degree's and such, they're sitting down while Don Hermes drunkenly tells him about Uncle Lazaro, the man who was rich and lost all his money. As he tells him this emotional story we hear a knock. Betty runs to the door and calls out it's Nicolas and Armando tries to hold his composure.

This scene is a favorite for two reasons: One Nicolas does something that Armando swore he'd never do; take a romantic serenade to Betty and Two that while Armando has said he has never wanted to meet Nicolas in this scene you can tell that he wants to.

As Betty is outside with Nicolas who is telling her that he'll behave and that he even wore his best dress to impress Armando is inside constantly leaning towards the door and looking to that direction.

When Betty finally accepts the serenade from Nicolas Don Hermes words are impactful to Armando as he gives him a nickname, which means that Don Hermes like Nicolas a lot and views him as part of the family and lastly as Don Hermes said; that the most important thing to him was that Nicolas adores Betty.

To Armando this means a lot and it does upset him.

Take a look at the scenes of this episode; Betty's dad brags about his daughter, he shows her off like the most beautiful girl to ever exists and she is(being beautiful transcends the physicality of someone). I highly doubt that Armando's parents ever do that. Roberto didn't even know what his son studied in college. Armando has a deep respect for Don Hermes and fear of him as well(it doesn't stop him from being a jerk but he has it) and for a man that brags about his daughter that way, who protects his daughter so much, and who makes her daughter be respected; to declare Nicolas as the son they never had, say he's a member of the family, give him a nickname and say that what matters to him the most is that Nicolas adores Betty means so much to Armando because he holds none of that.

Armando isn't the one they call son, he isn't a member(not yet at least) of the family, he isn't the one that adores(that they know of) Betty and has Don Hermes approval. It angers him. The post I made "Nicolas Mora Is Better Than You" explains this a bit better. Armando has barely just begun to touch surface of what Betty's personal life is like and he now has to not only view Nicolas as his economic and romantic rival but now as the rival that is also taking away his opportunity to join Betty's family life.

Now add that with his short fuse and obsession with perfection and cleanliness, by the time everyone leaves the man wants to go. Also that Betty accepted Nicola's serenade and roses while he was there.

However when he tells Betty that he wants to go home and for her to follow him to the door he literally stops a step or two away from him, as if he sensed that his shadow was no longer there, he turned to look at her and asked her what was wrong, why wasn't she following him?

He tries to explain that they've been drinking, that his clothes are dirty, and that most places are closed but when he sees Betty's demeanor he lets out a sigh and tells her:

"Well, fine, Betty, okay. Let's see what's open." He says with a soft tone and happy to comply to Betty, who's entire demeanor brightens as she asks if he's for real. He gives her a genuine smile at this, she tells him to give her a moment to grab her things and then they can leave. Armando then hears his father-in-law start to sing and he covers his ears.

Just in time Roman and Co. cause a scene with Marcela and Patty(they were there spying on Armando) so that Armando and Betty can sneak off without getting caught.

(Read posts Betty's New Look, I Don't Believe He Desires Me Part 1 & 2 to better understand these following posts.)

Both Betty and Armando have been drinking that night but Betty more than she is used to so she is being more relaxed ;)

While Armando is driving and looking for a place to eat Betty is giving him small kisses on the neck. When Armando asks if she's had a lot to drink she chuckles and says yes.

As Armando explains that all restaurants are closed and there's no more places open Betty asks if he's still hungry and he sarcastically respondes that the appetizers are her house were exquisite(he didn't get to eat) and asks Betty what place did she suggest.

"We can go dance."

"Dance?" he asks surprised.

"Yes Sir, let's go dance." She smiles but Armando doesn't seem enthusiastic or even happy about it. So Betty leans away from him. "Mm, well, if I'm taking your time, if you don't want to be with me, if you're bored, and you want to go to Ms. Marcela's apartment, I get it."

"Betty it's not that, Betty. How do I explain this? It isn't that. It's just getting late, it's getting really late." He tries to play it off with a laugh. However Betty swallows hard and stays silent. Armando turns to glance at her briefly and takes in a quick breath and says "Okay we'll do something, don't get sad my picarona(google translate gives me both naughty and smart so you do with that information what you will)." he grabs her by the chin. "We'll go dance for a little then."

"The Sir had his drinks too, no?"

"Yeah... but a few." He says at the end. "I still need a few more." he says under his breath. Betty then leans her head on his shoulder and he stops the fake smile and shows a genuine one.

(The next scene is of Freddy dropping off Aura Maria and I'm currently writing another post about them :))

[I don't know if y'all noticed that Both Armando and Betty are using the same outfit that they used the day of the new collection launch(before he changed for the show). Betty is wearing the same green dress with flowers while Armando is wearing the same black suit with the dark gray shirt and dark purple tie.]

Armando and Betty made it to a club where they danced until Armando imagined Marcela catching him and he freaked out and told Betty it was best for them to sit down.

He's paranoid because Marcela hasn't been ringing up his phone so he thinks that she's following him though the times he has spoken to her that night he has always said "We'll talk tomorrow" implying that for the night they won't converse anymore but because Marcela is a controlling possessive freak he is paranoid she'll catch him.

Betty goes onto being the supportive girlfriend who wants to take care of his emotional needs by asking:

"Sir what's wrong? Is something worrying you? Are the drinks making you ill?"

"No." He says after he sets his drink down. "Or yes? I don't know." He looks worried.

"What's happening is that we've drank too much." Betty smiles and runs her fingers through the back of his head. "we're a little crazy." she laughs.

"Yeah."

"But I'll make sure to make you better, sir."(GIRL (0O0)). Armando looks at her serious.

"Yeah, how?"(DUDE I CAN'T Y'ALL DON'T UNDERSTAND THESE THINGS MAKE ME UNCOMFORTABLE TO WATCH AND NOW WRITE? LMBO).

"With my kisses." Betty pulls him closer and he leans down to kiss her and they goin, they goin at it, my guy. For a man who says that he isn't attracted to Betty he sure do have a funny way of showing it. CAUSE DANG SON.

Armando jumps back a few seconds later because he is imagining Marcela sitting across from them watching him. Panicked he jumps back and tells Betty:

"Betty you're like pa-pa-passionate[tonight]."

Betty here asks for consent, she is asking for the go ahead to continue.

"Why Sir? Do you not feel the same that I do?"

"Eh ye-yes, of course."

"This urge to be close, kissing." Betty kisses him "Oh Sir, I need you so so much. Do you need me?" Armando has been distracted looking around him, paranoid that Marcela could be around but also because Betty is really putting it out there, you know?

'Ah?" However to reply to her he finally stops looking around and stares at her and with sincerity tells her "Yes, I also need you so much."

There's a reason why I point this out a lot recently and that is that Armando throws all caution to the wind and prejudice and stops caring about his denial whenever he has let his guard down around Betty and whenever they have been conversing about emotional subjects.

Here when Betty said she'd make him feel better it allowed him to feel her love because it wasn't just Betty flirting, he knew and trusted that she would both emotionally and physically, which is why he invited her flirtatious effort and flirted back. Then when Betty was telling him how much she needs him, asking if he too needs her, though for Betty this was all her flirting and being romantic, to Armando this all felt very emotionally charged because when he responded to her that he too needs her very much it wasn't just physically but mostly emotionally and that means to him so much more than anything else when it comes to Betty up to this point because they haven't sinned(lol) so once more he welcomes and returns Betty's affections.

He still pulls away though and he looks confused and worried as well as uncomfortable.

[EDIT: After watching this scene again(I pressed the wrong episode and I'm too lazy to go back on the disc menu but I ain't complaining) I realize that Armando's expression here isn't him uncomfortable, it's worried, and surprised. After he pulls away he keeps his eyes closed, as opposed to before when before, during, and after he kept his eyes open. He keeps eye contact with her and swallows hard and takes in a deep breath and then searches her eyes.]

"What's wrong, Sir? Do you not want to be with me anymore? Do I make you uncomfortable? Am I bothering your?" Again, Betty is asking him for consent. She is asking him if he wants to. This is so important! Not only because it proves that Betty didn't take advantage of Armando like so many think she did but because it holds a lot of emphasis when it comes to Armando and his affairs/relationship with Marcela and I'll explain that later on in the post.

"No-no it's not that Beatriz. I'm just nervous and paranoid." he says looking around "this thing with Marcela, I don't feel at peace. Why don't we leave?"

"Where to?" Betty asks with a smile.

"Where?" He asks worried.

"Yes, or do you not want to be with me, Sir?" Betty again is picking up on his cues. "We've only been together for a little bit." Betty's had her arms around Armando's shoulders this entire time and is staring at him adoringly.

"No yeah, yeah. I don't know. Let's go somewhere else, like some other place."

"We can go somewhere we can be tranquil and at peace." She flutters her eye. "lets go." She kisses him.

Now Armando once again has been a hit or miss. One moment he welcomes Betty's advances and the next he seems uncomfortable. One moment he sincerely encourages her advances and the next he do so forcefully.

When it comes to consent the lines are very clear. Betty has asked for clear consent and when she herself, drunk or sober, has taken notice that Armando is not on the same page as her, she has asked to reassure herself and him. She is doing all of this under the guidance that Armando feels the same way and is consenting, both physically and verbally.

Yes, she's had a lot to drink which would explain why she isn't so timid as to flirt and show her affection. Betty is a affectionate drunk, or a happy drunk if you will. So this is normal behavior for a drunk Betty. We've only seen her drunk once before(when the girls took her out to celebrate her promotion) and she was pretty happy, giggling, and over-all when she got home very excited and happy as she wrote in her journal.

Armando is a cynical drunk...well he's always cynical. This is really based on personal opinion and not on what we are being told by the writer during this scene so take this with a grain of salt. I believe that Armando IS feeling paranoid about Marcela, obviously, we are shown this but I also believe that the reason he also jumped back when he was kissing Betty is because he felt something other than the emotional attraction he's so used to feeling towards Betty and it was a lot more noticeable to him here.

[EDIT: Hey guys this is a correction to a certain detail that I confused, though the meaning still stands.

I wanted to clarify this because I mixed up both scenes. This is the kiss after he jumps back when he sees Marcela sitting across from them. This time he pulls away from Betty with his eyes closed, that expression that he has is the face that tells us that he knew in that moment that physically he would be capable of doing that to Betty. ]

Now Betty and him leave the club and while Betty is inside the car Armando calls The Love Guru, Mr. Dimples, The Hype Man.

While he expresses that he has no desire, no wish, no anything that inspires him to do that with Betty, Mario tells him that he should just grab the situation by the horns and get it over with, that Betty is testing him to see how far his love for her goes and this is where he finally decides to do it.

Mario didn't use his classic tactics of "The Company! Our Money! Your Family! Nicolas! Your Ego!" this time he said "She's testing to see how much you really love her." and Armando decides, with free will and all, that he'll take Betty to a hotel.

This scene pisses me off for a lot of reasons(it's actually my first time seeing this scene since the NBC airing took it off when I saw this episode so this is all my opinion at the heat of the moment lol)

For one, though Armando does care for Betty, he doesn't care enough. He is disregarding the fact that Betty is a human being, a person with feelings and emotions and all he's doing is just forcing himself to go along with it, yes he has secret desires bla bla bla, but above all, his actions are being driven by deceit, to himself and to Betty. The fact that he doesn't even take some time to consider her feelings, to express himself so disgusted by the idea that Betty, his Betty, desires him and he thinks it's so disgusting that she does, infuriates me!

He is being extremely unfair here because he believes he is the first man to ever lay eyes on her, to ever be physical with her. He believes that he is the first man Betty will ever be with to the extent of the word and even then, even for some stupid sympathy, some stupid chivalry or some stupid kindness! He doesn't think about how she could be feeling! He doesn't stop to consider if she's scared, afraid, nervous, a freakin' wreck! He stops to think "Oh I can't take her to my apartment because then she won't ever leave!" just like he expressed himself about Claudia Boche. He thinks more about himself than he does about Betty and her wellbeing and this plays such a huge role in Betty's future pain.

But damned be his dedication questioned and he'll kick into gear.

While yes Armando has begun to actually play the role of her boyfriend, who has now learned to place Betty's feelings before his own, sometimes, he has yet to learn to be a man about it all. He still hasn't truthfully sat down to try to figure out his dream and when he has done so, he has decided to ignore, deny, reject, and push away.

Betty deserves so much more than this "man" that night.

Ok personal rant over, let's continue being objective.

Okay it's not. Can he make up his mind?

Now it is.

So Armando drives up to a hotel, where Betty asks where they are and he tells her, a hotel(okay sometimes breaking down Armando's behavior exhaust me but it's like I love to suffer IG, so I keep doing this to myself lol so I'm probably gonna be snarky and sarcastic a lot for this one lol) and goes on to explain that he thought this is what she meant but then tells her in a fast pace "or not. We can go home to our beds because we have to get up early-" and Betty interrupts him by saying that it was what she was thinking and leans in to kiss him and again, homeboy goes in. He goes in with enthusiasm, like someone pointed a gun to his head and said "Kiss her like you mean you slut" and he said "bet, no gun needed."

Yo that's a nice hotel(THIS IS ALSO MY FIRST TIME SEEING THE SCENE OUTSIDE OF THE HOTEL. Y'ALL GETTING MY LEGIT FIRST REACTIONS).

Armando's behavior here is embarrassment as he is whispering who he is and that he wants a hotel reservation. He keeps looking around to see if anyone will notice him.

Also Armando is bougie cause he told Calderon that he wasn't going to go to a dingy dark hotel and look at the very NOICE hotel he did go to. The hotel is very nice.

Betty however has not once laid her eyes off of Armando. One could imagine what she's thinking. It's something probably along the lines of "I can't believe this is happening, that he's here, that it's really him and that we're here together. That he desires me just like I desire him."

However as soon as they enter the room Betty's entire demeanor changes. She stops holding onto him and her smile falls from her face and she looks like she's holding her breath. Very timidly she sits on the bed and when she notices Armando sitting as well she moves away with her hands holding each other in front of her, on her lap.

I imagine this probably brings back flashbacks of her first time and how she must've felt. She's probably running all these memories and thoughts of it, wondering if Armando will also be like Miguel.

I do appreciate the fact that this scene is so quiet. It makes it so realistic and honest as well as raw. While Armando is thinking about he is sacrificing himself, Betty is reliving a trauma.

This is why I didn't want to talk about Armando physically desiring Betty as this eager craving that was driving him crazy. His desire for Betty in a physical sense was motivated and pushed forward by the growing of his emotional attraction, again, that doesn't invalidate his attraction to her, attraction is attraction one way or the other the only difference is that physical attraction doesn't last very long while emotional attraction does.

Armando turns to look at Betty with a pain expression on his face. His brows are furrowed but his mouth is in a snarl.

Betty then stands up quickly and excuses herself to go to the bathroom.

Now Betty's first time has a lot of impact here, it isn't only because she's been bullied and made fun of because of her appearance all of her life. Her first time with a man made her feel extremely hideous as a woman. Could you imagine what she felt when she found out that Miguel had only slept with her because of a bet? To look at herself in the reflection of a mirror after that? And not obsess with it, not hate what she was staring at? To not feel disgusted by her own reflection? While before she hated that she was ugly this time it felt so much more personal, to the point that she wanted to die. Her first time was traumatic and it holds so much meaning here.

Betty is staring at her reflection, she glances at her body covered in her baggy clothing and pulls her coat forward, she rolls her shoulders back, pulls her glasses up and stares at her face, while Betty is going through this Armando is going through his own dilema.

He calls up Mario and tells him that he doesn't think he can do this and Mario tells him to order a pill or something but to do it.

"I'm going to try to be more explicit. I won't be capable of it."

"Where's Betty?"

"She's in the bathroom." He points with his hand holding a whisky. "She's in the bathroom, I'm waiting for her to come out. Brother, I want to leave, yeah? I want to run out of here." He says those last words as a begging.

"Look, Armando, I don't think you've understood me. You're playing with fire. Get serious. You can't take her to a hotel room and then try to escape. You can't, it's too late. Comply with your obligation, man."

"I can't. I'm not capable of doing this to Betty. Plus I've had two bottles of beautifiers, of whisky, and none of that, none of that convinces me that I have to do this to Betty."

"Listenlisten wait for her to come out of the bathroom, turn off the lights, close the curtains, leave the room in complete darkness and think of Adriana Arboleda[...] but you're not leaving there, you understand me? You. Are. Not. Leaving."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Thanks a lot." He angrily hangs up the phone. Armando then goes to turn off the lights and close the curtains.

A very shy and timid Betty steps out of the bathroom and the darkness towards the part of the room where the bed is.

"Betty..." He squints at her. "Would you like a drink?"

"No Sir." She smiles. "I drank enough tonight." She laughs(her smile here is so cute! Like she smiles so bright that her eyes almost close and she looks so cute! I told you I love Betty, she is my child and I will defend her to the ends of the earth.) but when she turns to look at Armando she stops. He stands up and goes to kiss her but Betty, though for a second looks like she's going to kiss him, walks past him and sits down on the bed, again, sitting very straight and still(A sign of nervousness) with a worried expression, her hands are once again clasped in front of her, sitting on her lap.

Armando and Betty both lean in to kiss once they're both sitting on the edge of the bed again but Armando pulls away this time. Betty searches his face while he maintains his eyes closed and swallows hard. His expression was pained one.

"What's wrong, Sir?" She leans back. Armando now opens his eyes and stares off at something else.

"it's-it's just that I won't be able to, Beatriz, I'm sorry." He finally says.

"It's because of Ms. Marcela, right?"

"No, it's because of you." He says the last word looking away from her and standing up and going to the couch next to the bed, against the wall.

Betty swallows hard and stares off to the other side of the room and then turns to stare at him, once again swallowing hard, her eyes start to tear up and she nods.

"Don't worry, Sir. I understand." She looks down at her hands.

"Thank you, thank you." Armando replies while staring at her though for a quick second he looks confused about it.

Betty draws in a sharp breath and begins to speak. "I knew that this, this couldn't happen." Armando now stares at her, again, with a solemn expression. "That it was the start of a dream but without an ending." She chuckles while Armando still stares at her, Betty hasn't made eye contact since she said she understood. "I aspired too much with you." Armando looks away from her, deep in thought and considering what Betty is saying. "It was already enough that you would have noticed me, for you to go out with me..." Betty's chin quivers and her eyes become more teary while her voice chokes up as she tells him "for you to have kissed me." she shakes her head and looks like she's fighting the urge to start sobbing. "This is a big deal to me, Sir. What I have accomplished with you up to now, is just too much to just expect that you desire me as well." She finally looks at him.

"No. No, Betty you're misinterpreting what I just said. It's not like that either." He speaks to her softly. Betty however shakes her head, with tears streaming down her cheeks.

"No-nono Sir. You don't have to explain it to me. You-you don't have to feel that kind of attraction for me...that desire. You can't be the exception...and for the fact of having this... very beautiful relationship...by the fact that I love you, Sir." She again makes eye contact with him. "Doesn't mean that you're under the obligation to make love with me." She looks down at her hands.

Armando removes his glasses and stands up to take Betty's hands in his.

"No Beatriz, come, please come." He takes her hands into his and holds them up. "Don't say those things, yeah? Don't say these things, no." he says staring at her.

"Sir." Betty looks somewhere else. "Forgive me. Forgive me for pressuring you, for-for having been so overbearing tonight. Forgive me, sir." She begs. "I'm such an imbecile." She cries. "Forgive me." She covers her face with her hand. Armando takes her hand.

"Don't say those things, Beatriz. I do desire you." He whispers and leans in to kiss her but after two kisses Betty pulls away, stands up and says:

"No no, Sir. You don't have to do it. Don't do it out of compassion or commitment."

"Beatriz I-I'm not doing this nor do I want to do this for any of the things you just said." he says emotionally frustrated. Betty turns to stare at him again.

"Then why do you want to, Sir?" She asks timidly.

"I want to do this because I love you." Armando himself seems surprised by this confession of his. "Because I love you, Betty."

And scene.

Marcela, the models, and the women Armando has had affairs with have more in common than looks and social statues. They also don't take no for an answer.

When Armando has at first said no, has said that he doesn't have time, this and that, the women continued to insist until he finally gave in. Yes, Armando is a seggsual man and yes he does choose to sleep with these models but lets not ignore the fact that he too at times is pressured, persuade, or manipulated. Is he an easy victim? Yes because he is a man driven by his seggsual needs, does this excuse his cheating? No because at the end of the night he does consent because he finally gives in into his desire but it doesn't happen until they basically beg him to. Marcela is a different story. She seggsually manipulates him a lot.

In other words what I'm trying to say is that for the first time ever that's about to change. When he calls Mario to beg him to get him out of that situation, Mario dismisses his feelings and tells him he has to "man up" and do it, an angry Armando agrees and hangs up, however this is very similar to the time he tried to explain his feelings and why he felt so guilty for what he was doing to Betty and Mario just made a joke about it all and he stopped talking about it.

So he stays, against his will, feeling guilty, terrified, and scared of it all and a timid Betty enters the room and when he makes an advance she moves, when he makes an advance and she follows it but stop when she sees that he isn't doing anything anymore, she studies him and asks him what's wrong.

Even when Betty is terrified, reliving a trauma, she caters to him and his emotional needs. Armando finally confesses that he can't do that(I'll explain I promise!), when Betty asks if it's because of Marcela, he again confesses that it's because of her[Betty] and this shatters her but she understands and she again places his feelings and his needs before her own.

Betty has been cautious, sober or drunk. She has asked for consent, she has read his body language, she has waited for him to reciprocate it. Up until this point, Armando had given her the green light. When she was doubtful, apologized, and pulled away, he told her otherwise.

However now things have changed. Again Betty asked for consent and this time he didn't give it. However unlike all the other ones, Betty doesn't pressure nor try to convince him otherwise. This time the woman he was going to spend the night with tells him that she understands him, that he doesn't owe her an explanation, that he isn't obligated to do that just because she loves him.

This time Armando's no is being respected and this holds a huge significance in what is to come next.

As he hears Betty's expression of remorse, her shame and guilt over her behavior towards him, he is once again grabbed by the cheeks and forced to face his feelings for Betty.

When he repeated that he couldn't do that to Betty we have to look at the context of that. Unlike when he spoke to Mario at the office and outside of his car at the club Mario told him to take a pill, something to physically make him capable of doing it but Armando clarifies that he didn't mean that, he meant he wasn't going to do that to her.

That he wasn't going to be her first time under the guise of love when he wasn't even aware that he had those feelings for her.

Finally Armando pulls his head out of his an*se. and starts to think about Betty and how it could impact her because he is capable to physically do this. He sits on the corner of the mattress taking in deep breaths, mentally preparing himself to think of AA to be able to do this but when it comes down to it, when he is now faced with timid and sweet Betty, he no longer can.

When he is faced with an emotional Betty that is being vulnerable, sharing her spirit with him, he is faced with the reality of his feelings.

What is love?

Love is an emotion we all feel to certain degrees. There is familia love, platonic love and romantic love.

Above all that however love has qualities that allow us to pinpoint what we are feeling and if it's healthy.

Love is kind, respectful, honest, loyal, faithful, humble, peaceful it is not possessive nor jealous and it does not hold record of wrong doing. Love is forgiving and love is selfless.

Betty truthfully loves Armando.

However, Armando is still figuring this out but in this scene, while Betty cries and tries to hold herself together, Armando shows to be kind, honest, peaceful, forgiving and selfless.

Armando has the exact same expression he has when Betty is letting him in, when she's giving her all, showing her heart and being to him with simple words of confessions. He is always deeply impacted by what she is saying. When Betty says that she aspired too much he looks away from her because the guilt is now killing him. He is seeing how what he has done has affected Betty and his fear of hurting her sets in because now what Betty feels, he feels too.

"it's just too much to just expect that you desire me as well." his expression here is pained, it hurts him to hear this from her.

He replies to her "You're misinterpreting what I just said."

What exactly is she misinterpreting?

He said that he couldn't have relations with her because of her. For Betty, who has once been with a coward, who has been made the laughing stock of Eco Moda, her neighborhood, and schools, there's only one reason why, she's ugly and no man would ever desire her.

So what does Armando mean here? Because his tone of voice, his behavior is very natural.

Armando couldn't sleep with Betty under deceit. He couldn't sleep with her by pretending she's somebody else and he couldn't sleep with her for the sake of everyone else that he's doing it for(the company and his ego). Armando couldn't be Betty's "first" if it meant he wasn't being honest but as he sits there and listens to her his heart is moved and it isn't for sympathy, empathy, obligation, or pity that he stands up to tell her the he does want to be with her, that he does desire her, it is for love.

This is where that emotional attraction I keep pointing out comes into play. Once again, when Armando is fully charged on emotion with Betty he is ready to go.

"Just because I love you." He is fully concentrated in every word Betty is saying and the meaning of it and the fact that under deceit he has gotten Betty(We know she's loved him since before but he doesn't) to fall in love with him makes him angry at himself(he clenches his jaw showing anger or frustration.).

But how are we so sure Armando is being honest in this scene with Betty?

For one Armando can't bare to make eye contact with Betty when he's lying to her or feeling guilty. When he is being manipulative his voice sound distant from emotion, rehearsed, unnatural, and cocky. This time it isn't like that at all. He stares, makes eye contact and his voice is sweet, tender one could say, full of emotion, natural, and desperate to comfort her.

So in conclusion this night is very meaningful for the both of them. For Betty this is the first time since Miguel that she is giving all of herself despite her trauma. It is the first time she is trusting somebody else and welcoming them into her intimate space. However for Armando this night is also very meaningful because it's the first time that someone respects his boundaries and doesn't demand for excuses or reasons. Its the first time someone apologizes to him for crossing the line, the first time someone considers him in the relationship, add that to the fact that he was already deeply moved and affected by the way Betty is treated and how it makes her feel and you've got yourself a man that for the first time ever is in love and he isn't only going in for the mechanics of it all but to make Betty feel his love, to give himself to her, to show to her that she is important, she is desirable, she is his love.

However when all is said and done, Armando is left confused with everything because an otherwise emotionally "controlled" man who has been denying and ignoring his feelings towards Betty has finally let his guard down and he has crashed into the abyss of his feelings that finally came to light.

Was Armando in love before? No.

Up until this night Armando wasn't in love but in the heat of the moment with emotions riled up inside of him, he fell in love.

How do we know he didn't lie or manipulate Betty?

Because when we finally see their scene after they fornicated(I am really immature and that makes me laugh) Armando is sleeping like nothing, homie fell asleep like he just had the best time of his life and was ready to hit the hay but we've been told that Armando hasn't been sleeping and shown scenes of him tossing in bed but this time he is sound asleep.

Now, again, this is the first time that both his physical and emotional needs were met at the same time so of course it's an important night.

Betty is left more in love than ever, more enamored, hallucinated than before and when she exits the bathroom we see a cold man who at seeing Betty softens.

Homegirl gave mans a five star rating in her yelp review.

When she hugs him he looks confused but also savoring the moment.

As they walk towards the reception desk Armando no longer looks stressed out. In fact he walks with Betty at her pace, holding her hand and checks out without whispering and behaving casual and normal.

When they're in his car and she leans her head on his shoulder, he asks what she's doing and she says "I want to keep dreaming." and he looks pained by this because Armando has had conversations with himself about his feelings and the ending of their relationship because he knows he will never end his relationship with Marcela.

Finally the drop off scene.

While Betty is asleep on his shoulder, Armando stares at her sleeping and gently wakes her up.

"Thank you so much for everything. It was the best birthday of my life." She smiles at him.

He swallows his guilt and tells Betty that she has no idea how happy that makes him.

"Beyond the best birthday of my life, it's been the best night of my life and though I know this is just another night, that you've had other nights with so many women(girl nice way of calling him a whore, I approve) -"

"No." He states. "No. this night was very special, very, very special."

"Of course." Betty picks up her head. "Because you've never been with a woman like me." She laughs but Armando stares are her serious.

"No Betty, No. This night was very special and you won't ever imagine how special it was. See, lets talk tomorrow, alright?" He smiles at her. Betty's demeanor shows us that she believes what he said to her.

"And will you go to Ms. Marcela's apartment now?"

"No." He says quickly. "No. I'm going to stay at my apartment." Betty nods slightly and moves to exit his car when he stops her. "Betty see I need to ask you a question, I don't know, I've got stuck inside of me, and it's best that I ask it now."

"Ask me." She nods.

"What happened tonight, what we did you and I...truth be told...I-I always thought that it be your first time ever. I would have never thought that you'd made love in the past."

Betty swallows hard and asks him: "and does that affect you? Does it change your image of me? Sir, will you stop loving me?"

"No, no, no. It was imply curiosity, Betty. Beatriz, who were you with before[me]?" Betty looks away from him and swallows hard. "There was another man in your life, right?" he seems a bit jealous here. Betty nods.

"Yes, Sir...there was someone...I had a relationship before[you]."

"Nicolas Mora?" he asks mad.

"No." He looks away, relieved. "another person but I don't like talking about that."

"No I don't want to make you uncomfortable either so lets no talk about it anymore. You know.. go in and rest a bit. We'll see each other at the office, alright?" Betty nods and they both lean in for a goodnight kiss.

Armando asks himself what he did as Betty walks across his car to get to her house and he watches her until she enters her house and turns on his car to leave. Unlike before that he turned on his car as Betty walked to the door and drove off as she entered her house, this time he waits for her to go in to turn on his car and this small details is so important!

It is currently 10 am where I'm at and I have been writing this post since 11 pm last night so forgive me for my typos, which I'm sure there is more than the usual but by this point it's my signature.

'Til next time! :)

[EDIT:

I just wanted to also point out how relaxed Armando is when he shows up to his apartment that he starts to play with his dog(yet another victim of this show WHY DON'T WE GET MORE DOG SCENES, WHAT HAPPENS TO HIS DOG?) and for a brief moment is deep in thought while we hear Betty's monologue, as if they're sharing the same thoughts.

Then Armando walks into his room and his actual girlfriend is waiting for him, he rolls eyes and this is the first time that not even her seggsual manipulation works on him.

Marcela asks the same questions Betty asked him "Does it bother you? Does it make you uncomfortable?" but unlike Betty who was truly concerned for him, Marcela does it to control him.

They argued but by the end of it when Armando tells her he is perfectly fine and just wants to wash up and go to bed Marcela goes to kiss him, telling him that she wants him(and unlike when Betty said this, that he told her he did too, this time Armando doesn't even interact with Marcela) but unlike before, when he'd at least give in a little, well at least to the degree that Marcela thought it was okay for her to continue, this time Armando just stares at her with a serious face.

"What's wrong with you? What? You don't want to be with me? Want me to leave?" She asks angrily. Armando once more, with a dead serious expression tells her:

"I'm tired." He says and purses his lips while he stares at her.

"That's never been an impediment in the past."

"Well tonight it is." He says.

He tells her not to worry, that tomorrow will be another day and the last part sounds like he is telling that to himself. As well his rejection to her is not only because he made love to Betty, with Betty, but because he also told her that that night he wasn't going to be with Marcela, in other words, he wasn't going to get rid of her trace.

I do feel bad for Marcela in this scene but not enough.

Okay I'm sleepy bye. ]

#armando mendoza #don armando #armando ysblf #beatriz pinzon solano #betty pinzón solano #beatriz pinzón solano #betty #yo soy betty la fea #betty ysblf #betty la fea

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wavbleu · 4 years ago

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Jordan powell: Punishment pt 2

TW: KIDNAPPING, (some) FEAR PLAY, KNIFE PLAY, FORCE FUCKING, DEGRADING, BONDAGE , AND OVERSTIMULATION , STOP READING IF YOU ARE TRAUMATIZED OR VANILLA.

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*Click,Clack,Click,Clack*

Goes the tall cold man's heavyweight boots echoing through the halls; You looked up at the grey door, watching the doorknob steadily turn left.

It was him.

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You sat in the cold room, wearing nothing but dainty, fragile, pink panties, braless ; Still tied down to the lumpy uncomfortable metal chair, silenced by the rope around your mouth.

You shook in horror and dismay thinking about what he'd do to you this time, would he seduce you with his charms , tie you up and use you like a toy? Or would he finally develop mercy and let you out. Ha. Hardly doubt that. Thats what you hated about Jordan, there was no definite answer of what he'd do to you and he always kept you guessing your fate.

Although you hated how you were tied down majority of the time and Jordan's boastful and cocky attitude , you guiltily liked the fact that you were getting used and put into your place; like a good little whore.

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Jordan walked into the room welcomed by the cold air, "Geesh why didnt you tell me it was so cold." He'd look at the rope around your mouth and chuckle , "oh right."

He lightly kicked the door shut with his boot and walked towards you, he had 2 slices of pizza placed onto a paper plate in one hand and 2 cold sprites in the other.

What kinda kidnapper feeds the kidnapped.. and on top of that decent food? You thought to yourself.

He placed the food onto the gray table in front of you, making your mouth start watering, you were hungry and you haven't eaten anything all day.

But instead of untying you to eat, Jordan grabbed a wooden chair and swiftly sat backwards on it, he opened the sprite and it let out a small "tssst" before he started to slowly drink it in front of you.

You looked at the food then at him; just hoping he would take a hint and untie you. But he just stared at you, sipping his soda.

He's taunting me isnt he?

"Something bothering you? its ok you can tell me." He joked and laughed continuously taking a small swish out of the sprite.

You let out a loud frustrated groan at how he's playing stupid.

"Calm down princess, i just wanna finish my drink." He mocked, then started to sip his stupid sprite even slower than before, even making sound effects along with it.

Your stomach let out a loud growl making you crunch up as a reaction; you looked up at him again with an obvious face that showed how done you are with his bullshit antics.

"Fineeee!" ,"Gee your no fun." He mumbles before getting up , slamming the sprite can on the table and untying you.

He satirically let out a loud groan as he untied your ropes and unraveled the hard knots he put in place . Starting out with your mouth, enabling you to talk, your shoulders and arms, and lastly your feet.

You were free, the tension the rope put on your arms and legs gradually began to release itself from your body .

Jordan got onto his knees in front of you and began softly kissing and caressing your thighs nibbling at them and leaving hickeys on them. You felt a tingling sensation go down your body as he started to kiss up your thigh, you wanted him to stop but no.. keep going. Until you remembered how hungry you are and how the pizzas right there.

You jerked and moved your thighs throwing him off of what he was doing, he then looked up at you and seemed to be pissed off.

"You know toys are supposed to be fun." , " and your fucking boring."

"Well if im boring then let me out." You snapped back, "Not till your broke ass parents give me what i want darling." He sternly yet angrily replied. Pissed off you tried to get up from the stupid metal chair, but he lifted you up and threw you over his strong, broad shoulder. "Put me down!" you screeched, he took your orders (for once) and placed you onto the grey table where the still- pretty-hot pizza was.

What a tease, you thought.

You were close enough to grab the pizza so, you attempted to stick your hand out and hopefully, oh so hopefully you'd be able to grab it and eat, but lucks out, Jordan slapped your hand and cooed "Aw my babygirl wants to eat?" He grabbed the now warm slice of pizza and circled it around your mouth , "Here comes the choo choo train say ahh." You opened your mouth desperate to have a bite , but instead of being welcomed by a nice thin slice of that oh so cheesy pizza, you felt his saliva enter your mouth instead.

Impulsively you kicked him, he bounced back from the impact of it and when he had realized what you've done he got pissed.

You seen the anger rise in him; he balled his fists and his face dropped into a furious look. You grew fear and distress in your heart.. you had a deep feeling it was gonna be worst than last time.

"Im so sor-" you tried to apologize but was interrupted.

"Oh so the little bitch is hungry so she goes and kicks her daddy." he licks his lips and stares at you "I know what you can eat."

He'd grab a chunk of your hair and drag you off the table forcing you onto your knees, "On your knees bitch . Reply." , "Yes daddy." You gulped knowing you deserved this.

You felt your breath quicken as he angrily unbuckled his pants and whipped out his big dick, dripping of pre-cum and shaking. You looked at his dick then up at him, waiting for your instructions.

"Listen here baby, your gonna take this dick down your throat and were gonna count by 10, every 10 seconds you can breathe. Got it?" He grabbed your face making you look up at him, you slowly nodded and swallowed your spit again, preparing yourself for what your about to take.

"Good girl." He smirked before pushing you onto his dick, from the tip down to his thick base, you gagged up spit struggling to take all 8 inches. His dick slowly entered down your tightening throat, making him release a deep moan.

He started to stroke himself down your throat, going slow since its the first set, He counted to 10 before pulling out and letting you breathe, then sticking his dick down your throat again.

He fucked your throat faster this time, his balls lightly tapped your chin and saliva started to stick onto your face, "Thats a good little toy, thats right, spit up all over it." He stroked one last time before pulling out once again, "thats 20." he moaned, then stuck it down your throat again.

"Use your tongue baby." He groaned, desperately fucking himself into your throat. You took demands and worked your tongue on his dick, he threw his head back and moaned, losing count and forgetting to let you breathe.

"Fuck!" He let out fucking himself deeper into your petite throat, your eyes began to water and tear up as you kept gagging up spit repeatedly. Your pussy was dripping wet, you went to fulfill its needs for before Jordan saw and stopped you.

"What the fuck are you doing?" He growled in a pissed off manner, "No, bad girls dont get to touch their selves." he snatched your hand and placed it onto his hip. He grabbed your hair again and stuck his dick deeper inside you, angry at not only how you kicked him but how you decided to touch yourself aswell.

He picked up his black shirt and bit onto it, showing off his sexy six pack, sliding his dick in and out of your throat , his breath quickened and he let out small moans; He bit down onto his shirt and looked up at the ceiling desperately trying to hold himself back from cumming.

"Son of a bitch get on the table." He growled, quickly lifting you up and placing you onto the table, ripping off your panties and sticking his penis into you. You gasped as he forced all his inches into you effortlessly instantly being lubed by your wet pussy. He took notice of how turned on you are by this "Yea you like this dont you my little cum dump? Only stupid sluts enjoys this shit."

He threw your ankles over his shoulders and started to deeply , roughly and aggressively force himself in and out of you, grasping onto your hips and letting out loud deep moans.

The loud claps of his hips thrusting onto you and your thighs filled the cold sex-ified room.

His dick felt absolutely marvelous in you, he made sure to angle himself perfectly thrusting, working at your g-spot and showing it some love.

You held onto his strong forearm to brace yourself for the powerful and compelling orgasm ahead, you looked up at him and moaned, "Im sorry daddy~"

He loved how you moaned and creamed all over his cock, reminding him who has the authority here.

"Who owns you?" He grabbed onto your neck and looked down at you " You do." You cried as you could feel his dick in your womb, "Thats right." He pulled out and opened your legs wide open, beginning to eat you out.

Your legs shivered as he gently sucked onto your clit and softly rubbed it , then stuck his cock back into you. That was your breaking point , you released yourself all over his thick cock letting all of the pleasure override you, causing you to tighten.

He grunted, beginning to dig his nails into your hips bound to leave a mark. Seconds later you felt his warm cum rush into you, Jordan threw his head back and rolled his eyes letting out a deep and sexy "Oh fuck!"

You were happy and proud about how you once again pleased your master , "You better worship that load whore. Now eat up and clean yourself up. Ill be back in an hour." He pulled up his pants and exited the room.

You finally enjoyed your pizza.

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A/n:

MIGHT edit this one later but yay the hoe finally got ha pizza

More requests and scenarios please!🤞🏾😍

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foronceleavemealone · 4 years ago

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A little bit broken, a little bit sad

A/N: Oh boy. I was inspired by this song. I love the vibe, I hope I succeeded portraying that vibe in a way. Yes, I get inspired by songs, I guess... I do recommend listening to them while reading or before. Can I write something without a flashback? I think not. But I actually like this one. This is S3E4 Javi, the ending, and I expanded it further on. I hope it’s enjoyable. I apologise for any mistakes

Summary: A bittersweet day only gets a bit more bittersweet for Javier.

Pairing: Javier Peña x OFC (can be read as an insert)

Warnings: slight unhealthy coping mechanisms - alchohol consumption

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Javier sat at his desk, another glass of whiskey in his hands, a cigarette smoking between his fingers. He was picking at the day’s events, his own thoughts and emotions. Surely today was a win. Right? After a complex mission, that could’ve ended badly at any point if anyone had made a mistake, they did get Gilberto Rodríguez. That should be a win in Javier’s book. Not even the ambassador’s outlook could ruin this. He did what seemed right. People do want to see the godfathers in handcuffs and that’s what they’re gonna get.

Everything turned bittersweet when Colonel Martínez told him the news about his resignation. Javier felt guillty. He was the one that dragged Martínez into this. Colonel was one of the very few trustworthy people, and like he himself said, Javier was on his own now. It bothered Javier quite a bit. He didn’t want a good man to lose his job or his reputation, he also didn’t want to lose an ally in this already tricky situation.

Javier took the last sip of his drink and put out the cigarette. He looked at the files ant tapes scattered on his desk and walked out of his office.

“Hey, boss” Stoddard stopped him. “Good day today, huh?”

“The Jurado tapes” Javier didn’t let Stoddard suck up any more.

“W-well we...probably shouldn’t call them that ‘cause they’re not legal, per se”

“I want all of them.” Javier didn’t wait for Stoddard’s reaction or response. He walked away but stopped when the board with the cartel connection scheme came into his view. Like once before, he walked over and crossed out one of the godfathers’ photos.

It still felt bittersweet. He thought about the amount of work that awaits him. And how even the victories are followed by hardships. He ran a hand through his hair and from the corner of his eye he noticed something. Her office light was still on. Was she also working late? Javi suddenly felt the need to see her.

He started walking towards her office, heart racing, hands getting clamy. Oh how he had missed her. He slowed his pace once he saw her through the blinds of the office, surrounded by stacks of paperwork. He took in the image. The way she looked in the yellowish lighting, the way she tilted her head reading the documents... She put down the documet she was studying and sat back in her chair, rubbing her forehead. She seemed tired, and at that sight Javi also realised how tired he was. Suddenly she shifted her gaze and saw Javier. ‘She must have heard me,’ he thought to himself. They locked eyes. She gave him a small smile and little wave. Javi felt flustered, but also managed to give a little wave. For a second he pondered stopping to say hi almost with a twitch in his step, but decided that it’d be best if he didn’t.

Javier headed outside, to his car, steps heavy and slow. He debated going to a bar, but decided that maybe he had enough for one evening. He sat behind the wheel and sighed. This definitely was one hell of a day. He started the car and exited the embassy. A bright sign caught his eye on the way back to the appartment. It was the bar he used to always pass on his way home. The bar they all used to pass. Javi, her and Steve. She always joked how they would one day go there to celebrate once the case was finally finished. That never happened. Javier got sent back beforehand.

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Javier headed towards her apartment and knocked on her door. He heard a slight stumble and a qiuet curse.

“Hey” he said once she opened the door.

“Hi, Javi” she quietly said back.

“I... Can we talk?”

She hesitated, but stepped over to the side and let him walk in. The apartment wasn’t a mess, but he could tell that she was struggling a bit. A bottle of liquor sat on the kitchen counter next to a half empty glass. She wasn’t a fan of alchohol, that was one of the indicators that she had not been feeling that well.

“What you wanna talk about?” She crossed her arms “Is it work?”

“Sort of.” He looked over to her. “Are you ok?” He asked with genuine concern in his voice.

“I’m fine.” She said, voice a bit shaky.

“I know we had a fight, but I still care...about you.” Javier came closer to her.

“You want to talk work, go ahead.” Is all she said sitting down on the kitchen stool.

Javier sat in front of her and told her everything about his involvement with the vigilante group and how everything went south and lastly how he was being sent back to the States. There was silence when he finished explaining everything. He was examining her body language. She was still staring into the distance, arms crossed over her chest. He noticed that her eyes were glistening as she bit her lower lip.

“You...” she began.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t want you to get involved.”

“You knew what this could escalate to.” Her voice seemed calm, but the tears began to fall. “Gosh...That’s why you’ve been so distant...” she paused and took a deep breath. “You knew we were all worried about this situation, everyone was. The hell, you knew how it made me feel. I can’t even sleep at night anymore, Javier, I’m always on edge. And you said you care...”

“I do care about you. I tried managing everything, I did...” He lowered his head.

She stared at him, tears still streaming down her face. He couldn’t exactly tell what she was feeling. He guessed anger, but also sorrow and fear.

“My gosh, Peña.” She shook her head. He didn’t like that she called him by his last name, she only did that at work or in rare cases at home, when she was a bit angry or upset. They stayed silent for a while. Javier looked at the clock. As much as he didn’t want to go, he felt like he should. He didn’t want to hurt her anymore.

“I’m leaving tomorrow.” He said standing up. “I hope you’ll be ok... I love you.” Javier said looking down at the floor. He didn’t get a response and started heading towards the door.

“I.” she took a deep breath and looked at him. He slightly turned around and looked and her. “I hope they’ll go easy on you.”

Javier nodded and went straight to the door.

“I love you too” her voice reached his ears as he put his hand on the door handle. He stopped for a moment, but then quickly opened the door and headed to his own apartment.

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Javier realised he was already home by the time that heart wrenching memory finished playing in his head. He took off his tie as he went into his bedroom and sat on the bed. He stretched his neck.

He felt exhausted, but his mind kept going back and forth from one moment of the day to the other. His mind lingered a little bit on her. Gosh... He realised how much he missed her. The way she used to say his name, the way she used to walk. He missed the showers they’d take and how long they’d talk through the night and how in the end she would tell him that everything was going to be alright. Her scent that would linger on him when they hugged or how she would nuzzle her nose into his neck while they were laying in bed completely snugged. The way she would doodle little flowers on his paperwork with a pencil when he was complaining about a coworker that was acting like an idiot and a jerk.

Now they were physcially close to each other at work, but miles apart emotionally. At least that’s what he thought. They never went back to the way they were before. Javi gulped. She truly was all he had here. Now he had to navigate through all the hardships alone. He wished they would have each other, he wished it didn’t go so bad...

With a heavy heart Javi went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror.

“It’s done” he said quietly to himself and went on with his routine.

#Javier Peña #Javier Peña x OC #Javier Peña x OFC #Narcos #fanfic #Pedro Pascal #Javier Peña x reader

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politicallycorrectinnocentteen · 6 years ago

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How is Loving Parker like? (ABC Fluff, Parker X MC)

How is loving Parker like? We will have to ask Vance for that…

Vance puts his hand on his chin, thinking.

Loving Parker is like….

1. Feeling Safe. (‘F’)

Vance remembers they were both jogging early in the morning, when suddenly some dogs started chasing him. He remembers how Parker took two long strides to land in front of him, grabbing his hand and pulling him tightly as they ran out of their lungs.

He also remembers how Parker looked determined and brave, even when their path was blocked by a dead end. He definitely remembered how Parker stepped in front of him, face flushed with anger as he growled back at those dogs. And how can Vance forget how the most non-violent Parker on Earth took off his shoe and threw it – bull’s eye on one of the dogs.

Vance is not sure if it’s the terror of Parker or the smell of his shoes, but the dogs ran away.

And Vance also remembers how, since that day, whenever they are strolling down the road and a dog appears at his side, Parker involuntarily pulls him to his other side.

“But is loving Parker just feeling safe?”

“No…” Vance smiles. “You also have to deal with him.”

2. Dealing with Parker (‘D’)

Vance remembers at times how whimsical Parker can become. Not to mention how he’d act like a total kid at times -much to Vance’s annoyance.

But one particular incident is very much etched to his memory...

“Vance, want to check out these chocolates I bought?” Parker’s voice came from upstairs.

Vance was in no mood to even move. Much less walk the never-ending flight of stairs and tire himself out. But...chocolates!

Chocolates demand sacrifices.

Chocolates demand devotion.

Chocolates demand worship.

And so, Vance grudgingly got up, went upstairs, only to find Parker in his inner wear and garments.

“So…where is the chocolate?”

Parker tosses a small piece of chocolate towards him, making Vance grumble. That one was not his favourite. Forget his favourite, that was not the chocolate he even wished to look at.

He glares at Parker who smiles as if he tossed a diamond ring with “I LOVE YOU” written on it. His eyes fall on the suit and also Parker’s luggage bag at the corner of the room.

Great! He now remembered why he was not feeling like moving an inch.

“Get ready else you will miss the flight.” He rolls his eyes wondering at how he will be spending the next few months without Parker while he’d be out, enjoying his new promotion privileges in some new town around some hot cop chicks.

“Hey…” Parker’s voice catches him up. “Help me then!” he pleads.

Vance looks at him, annoyed. Very much annoyed.

“Are you a kid that I have to help in dressing you up?” He retorts, but anyways goes to Parker.

Parker takes off his innerwear, flaunting his body and looking expectantly at Vance, who rolls his eyes and scavenges the cup board for a fresh one.

“Should I change my garments as well?”

“Whatever dude.”

“…Ok”

Vance felt that was not the response Parker was expecting. Perhaps he should be less snappy.

“There,” he tosses Parker some clothes.

Parker quickly puts up the shirt, and then the pant. Adjusting his belt, he says, “Button my shirt, please.”

Vance silently grunted ‘He is like a five-year old at times.’ And ‘He is impossible’ but anyway proceeded to button he shirt. He then also put up the suit on Parker and buttoned it. Lastly, he also tied the favourite blue colour tie of Parker and finally patted the suit to make sure there were no curves.

There, Parker was ready, like a barbie doll.

“I will see if we have something in fridge.” Vance starts to leave when Parker grabs his hand, tight.

“There is one more thing to do.” He says as he closes the distance between them. He whispers huskily in his ear, “Undress me.”

Vance’s eyes go wide as he looks at Parker, whose voice now tickles in his ears.

“I denied the promotion. I cannot leave my good boy here while I stay alone somewhere else.”

He felt goosebumps as Parker continued playing with his heart strings, “You are such a dork when you miss so many signs.” He kissed his neck, biting it roughly in the process.

“But you clearly weren’t a dork when you said its twice the fun if we start with ‘it’ with undressing.’

He then crashes his lips on Vance and pushes him onto the bed and…

“What happened next?”

“Psst.” Vance hissed, “Not telling.” He smugly smiles.

“Its more like Parker dealing with you than you dealing with him.”

He smiles, but proceeds onwards. “The best part of loving Parker is- “

3. Hugs (‘H’)

Parker just entered the house, marched towards kitchen where Vance was presumably making the evening coffee, and just back-hugged him tightly, sinking his face into his t-shirt.

“…Parker?” Vance asked confused to which Parker just tried to burrow his face further.

They stood there for minutes in silence, with Vance waiting for Parker to open up. When he doesn’t speak up, Vance moves forward, looking at Parker’s sullen face as he presses his hand.

“Let’s sit and talk.”

Parker just turns and heads upstairs to Vance’s bedroom, completely ignoring the all of the sofas lying idle in the living room.

Vance sighs. Did he tell that climbing stairs was not his favorite thing?

When he arrives, Parker is already lying on the bed, face boring into the pillow.

“Parker…? You alright?” Vance says as he sits on the bed.

Parker looks up to him, and then pulls him, making him fall on bed. With Vance’s back towards him, he hugs him tightly, wanting to close even the millimetre of distance between their bodies.

“Parker…?”

Vance feels his cheeks flush as Parker’s grip tightens around him and as he puts his leg over his’, entangling them together, worse than earphones in a bag.

“Parker…?”

Vance becomes conscious of how Parker spoons him, and how his body fits perfectly onto Parker’s. He feels Parker press his nose against his nape. But Parker doesn’t say a word.

“Is something wrong?”

“Nnnnnnhmmmmmm.” Parker mumbles. Finally, he speaks up. “You’re leaving tomorrow…”

“HOLY SHIT PARKER!” Vance speaks up, his worry converting into mild annoyance because Parker apparently gave him a heart attack over what was wrong with him. “IT’S A COLLEGE REUNION PARTY. I WILL BE BACK IN 2 DAYS.”

Parker seems to try to absorb it, but then just buries his face into Vane’s neck.

“Doesn’t matter.” He cribs like a child.

Vance internally rolls his eyes.

“I will be back soon.”

“Take me with you.”

Ok, Parker was legit behaving like a five-year old.

“You’d get bored.” Vance pressed his point.

“Doesn’t matter as well.”

“And what about the town? What will it do without their heroic, saviour Office Shaw to their rescue?”

Parker seemed to actually think on that for a minute as he tilted his head up, but then he again buried it into Vance’s neck, slowly kissing the little skin he found there.

“They will be ok.” He cribs. He then seems to give a look at Vance, before continuing, “Ok then, I am coming.”

“No.” Vance muttered, loud and clear.

“Yes” Parker sang, equally determined.

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“NO.”

“……”

“…..”

“Vance, what’s this burning smell?”

FUCK!

Vance rushed out of the room, remembering his coffee, leaving Parker surprised and their argument incomplete.

“So, did he actually come with you?”

“Yes.” Vance said with slight annoyance, “And that too, without telling me.”

He takes a sip of his coffee, as we look expectantly towards him.

“Its about time we wrap up.” He smiles, “But I promise more soon.” He gets up and goes inside...

Next in the series

4. Cooking

5. Camping

6. TBA

Hey guys, I know you all are waiting for my one-shot on which I had the poll, but assignments are killing me :(. That being said, it will be posted soon, just not now. Hopefully this drabble kind of made up for that? :D

Also, any chance if one of the drabbles inspired any art in you? In case it does, do tag me while posting it, I’d love to see it :3. (I’d love even more to use it in this drabble hehe xD)

And lastly, I am really grateful for you people for the likes <3. Please reblog and/or comment. They keep the motivation coming to write <3 <3 <3. Hopefully the fandom is liking them :D

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captainsaveasmut · 7 years ago

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Tease Me (II)

Pairing 》 T'Challa Udaku x black!plus-size reader

Synopsis 》 Y/N is in the mood for a little teasing but goes a little too far

Warning 》 smut / explicit language

[Part I]

He had you waiting. Horny and eager. I guess this was apart of your punishment: waiting on him. Did he really expect you to patiently sit here while he continued to do God knows what? Did he not know what type of woman you are? The type of wife he married? You were supposed to tease him, have him begging on his knees for you, his lover; not the other way around. You quickly gathered your clothes you rid yourself of the moment you got to the room and put them on in a rush. You didn't know why you were acting like such a sex addict today. Maybe because you haven't had any good loving from your man in a long while, or it was almost that time of the month and your hormones were all over the place, or maybe you saw this as a game; a petty game that you wanted to win. You exited your bedroom and walked down the long, empty hallway; heels clinking against the mid-grey flooring in aggravation. You walked back to the dining area that was blocked off by the double doors and leaned against them to eavesdrop.

”Thank you again, Mother Ramonda and King T'Challa for your hospitality. The Udaku family never tends to disappoint." I guess the royal brunch was over. Finally. Just as you were about to open the door, one of the Dora Milaje opened it from the inside and revealed you to the Mining Tribe Elder, Queen Mother, and T'Challa. "Oh Queen Yn, are you alright? King T'Challa explained to us that you were feeling ill and had to excuse yourself from the brunch." You had briefly glanced at T'Challa, smirking on the inside. You were ill alright. "Um yes, I'm fine. I apologize for my abrupt departure, but the king demanded that I go straight to the room, no detours, and wait for his assistance. Isn't that right my king?" T'Challa did nothing but give a simple nod, keeping his composure, but he stared you down like a hawk. You were already in hot for teasing him, now you were disobeying his orders and mocking him. You must want to be punished and quite frankly, you did.

“Ah well, I'm glad you are feeling better dear. Sadly, I must leave. The mining tribe can't lead itself." On that note Queen Mother walked the mining elder out; two Dora Milaje following behind them. It was just you, T'Challa, and Okoye, who was guarding the door (and personally watching over T'Challa). "Okoye would you leave me and my wife to talk in private." Okoye nodded and quickly left, leaving just you and him. You waited for him to say something, anything but he just stood there, staring at you with those intense eyes. You scoff and walk past him.

"Why do you love to defy me, my Queen?", he finally spoke. "I don’t LOVE to defy you T’Challa. I just like to go after what I want. You should know this.", you answered boldly. At this point, you were willing to say anything to get T'Challa inside of you. He chuckles lowly, slowly strolling over to you. "And what is it that you want my love?" Oh cmon. Was he really about to make you say aloud?

"You know what I want T'Challa." "I'm afraid that I don't. Please tell me what you wish for.", he smirks slyly. "You." "And what about me do you want so badly?"

He was now facing you, but he continued to walk, making you back up until you bumped into the table. This man had you right where he wanted you: trapped. "Your kiss, your touch, your love. I want it T'Challa. I wanted it ever since you walked out of the bathroom this morning.", you confessed. He continues to stare at you as if he was trying to bore a hole in your face. He was dangerously close; less than an inch away from you, but he didn't touch you. He refused to touch you and it killed you. "You think you deserve to have me after your inexcusable actions today entle [beautiful]? You think you are entitled to this dick after what you pulled today?" His strict voice sent chills down your spine. You didn't answer. You were too busy trying to contain yourself to even comprehend the question he was asking. This mand drove you crazy. "I asked you a question." He forced you to look at him. Lust and anger clouded his dark brown orbs.

"You had a lot to say earlier, now you don't want to speak." "I think I deserve to be sexed by my husband hmm.” "I bet you do... I bet you want me to bend you over this table and fuck you senseless eh? Is that you want?"

You nod your head, biting your lip. He just chuckles and sighs. "What am I going to do with you, my Queen?", he whispered against my lips. You couldn't take it anymore! You slammed your lips on his and kissed him hungrily. Surprisingly, he didn't stop you and kissed you back with just as much want. You two fought for dominance before you tried to place your hands on the side of his face, to deepen the kiss. T'Challa grabbed your wrist and forced your hands behind your back, slowly easing out of the kiss. You whimper at the loss of his lips, while he chuckles in amusement. "You think I'm going to let you off that easy? First you tease and embarrass me in front of the Tribal Council, then you blatantly disobey my commands, and lastly, you come down here to mock me. These actions cannot go unpunished my dear..." He swiftly turns you around and pushes his body against the back of yours. He gives your neck delicate kisses as he slowly unzips your dress.

Once the dress was fully undone he let it puddle around your heels, exposing your naked body. You didn't bother putting your undergarments back on. They were going to come off again anyway. "No panties, no bra? Intombi esile [naughty girl]..." He took off his tribal robe and loosened the long line of buttons on his tribal top. He took his tie off and used it as makeshift bondage for your hands. Then he placed his hands on your shoulders and pushed you down on the table, showcasing your ass and soaking pussy. He marveled at wet he got you. His fingertips lightly grazed over your body, down your chocolate legs, then into your wetness. He brought his fingers to his tongue to taste you."How can someone with such a nasty attitude have such a sweet pussy?", he asked rhetorically, smacking your ass. "Maybe if you didn’t-"

"Who asked you to speak!?", he shouted. He pulled your hair, making your head lift off of the table. You couldn't help but feel powerless. "You talk too much, that's why you're getting punished now." He released your hair and pushed you further down onto the table, while he rubbed large circles over your ass cheek. He lifted his hand from your butt then... SMACK! His hand slams down on your right cheek, keeping it there to feel it jiggle. The force of his hit makes you jump and yelp in pain. "Since you're so chatty today, why don't you count how many times your king smacks this beautiful ass of yours...starting from one." You hesitated for a moment, trying to control the intense throbbing in your core.

"...1" SMACK! Another hit on the left cheek "...2" SMACK! "...3", you choked out.

T'Challa's spanks were starting to get to you and tears threatened to spill from your eyes, but it felt so good. Such erotic pain. T'Challa continued to spank you until you were whimpering out the number "10..." He kissed both of your ass cheeks before gently lifting you off of the table by your wrist. He turned you so you were facing him, revealing your tear-stained face. He wiped your tears away and gave you a soft kiss on the lips. "If I didn't know you, I would've thought you weren't enjoying this, but I know you all too well...", he whispered in your ear. He began to kiss and nibble on your neck as his fingers travel down to your puddled heat.

You sigh deeply, feeling his hands travel down your steaming body. You felt yourself sink into submission, but you didn't want to give in just yet. You still had a little more rebellion left in you. "It isn't much of a punishment if you know I like it, now is it?", you whisper in his ear. He stopped abruptly. "What.", he asked, not as a question, but as an opportunity to take back what you said. "I don't know why you think a few spanks on the ass is supposed to put me in check. You know I like that kinky shit. You might as well save both of us some time and dick me down right now."

You expected T'Challa to go ballistic and fuck you senseless over the dinner table, but he remained calm. When it came to you he mastered silent anger and you drove you fucking insane. All you want is for him to lash out at you, but NOOOO, he just stands there studying you with a stoic look on his face. "GOSH T'CHALLA! SAY SOMETHING, ANYTHING! You know I hate it when you just stand there!", you blurt out. He just chuckles. "That smart mouth of yours is what keeps you in trouble. Let's see if you can put it to good use."

[Part III]

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