#valeria x you

[blingblong55]

Fishnets- Valeria Garza NSFW

Based on a request

F!Reader, MDNI, 18+, smut, F!sub-Reader x F!Dom- Valeria

(If you want an M!reader version please let me know)

A sexual relationship with the enemy sounded better each time you and she spent the night and early mornings in each other's arms, moaning and whimpering each other's name. It all started after Los Vaqueros betrayed you, and left you to die on enemy grounds. Valeria thought you needed some interrogation so for nights on end she was the one who would torture and please you but that was only when you would give her good information on Los Vaqueros.

As days and nights turned into weeks and months, you and she started to grow some more sexual tension amongst each other. She no longer pleased you when you gave her what she wanted but rather when she needed to release some of her own pleasure. Nights, when she held a knife to your throat, turned to nights when she kissed your body, pleased all your sensitive spots.

Soon, you were no longer the enemy to her but rather her lover and toy to use. She'd make you wear short skirts and short dresses, for all to see the territory she had claimed the night before. All her soldiers knew who you had become to their leader, they never disrespected you but rather protected you from any enemy and threat you'd encounter on days Valeria wanted you to go and buy pretty dresses to wear for her.

Days, when she would remember how the Vaqueros left you behind, were when she'd record you and her having sex. You rode her thigh as she slapped your already abused tits, moaning louder by the second as she made you look into the camera and moan her name. "Fuck...please...please I need more!" you whimper as she slaps your tits again, harder this time. When you and her started to record such moments, she knew she wanted to add something more to your body, piercings. Your hardened nipples wearing red dangly jewels, tongue pierced for when she made you eat her out.

At times, she wears some strapons and makes you ride her this way, for the camera and for her own pleasure. Tonight was almost the same. She wanted you to be at some meeting for her, fishnets, a short little skirt and a tight shirt where your tits almost showed off completely to the rest of the men in the room. You sat on her lap, she would caress your thighs and if she was bored, she'd slide her hands under your skirt and slowly rub her fingers at your wet entrance. "Wish I could fuck you on this table, hermosa." She whispers There were times that if you misbehaved she would not allow you to wear panties, but that was just on rare occasions.

After the meeting was done, she and you went upstairs. Closed shut, lights dimmed and you pushed into the bed. She slowly spread your legs open, crawling to your wet slit. A vibrator in hand as she slowly begins to turn it on and place it on you. Once you let out the first moan, she turns it off and ties your hands to the bed frame. She slowly begins to undress you, kissing and nibbling on your soft skin. Your soft and delicate moans fill the room, pleasing her ears with each taste she gets from you.

Valeria soon removed all the layers of clothing you had on, and small moans left her as she began to ride your thigh. Her wet cunt on your thighs, giving you pleasure of your own. You became wetter and even more sensitive when she placed a vibrator in your cunt. Your hips moved a little, back arching more and more, legs shaking a little, and your sweet moans fed her ego. She moans more when her own cunt becomes more sensitive, before she reaches climax, she gets off your thigh, lowers herself and her tongue meets your wet cunt.

She removes the vibrator, hands either on your hips or griping your thighs. You eventually reach your own climax and scream her name in pleasure. She slaps your sensitive cunt, spitting on it and continuing to eat you out as you beg for mercy. She pushes your lower abdomen once her fingers are inside of you, and your tears run down as you become even more sensitive to her touches.

With more thrusts of her fingers into you, the more moans and whimpers she'd get out of you. You squirted a bit and she happily got back to eating you out. She moaned and made eye contact as she savoured your delicious fluids. If you were too flustered and had to look away she'd slap your cunt and make you look at her.

After she is done with you, she unties you and grabs a towel, cleaning your body. Leaving kisses as she praises you. "You did so well for me." Her kisses turned softer as she cuddled your body. You are both tired and holding each other as more kisses turn into pillow talk. Soon you both slept, holding the other after another beautiful night together.

A/N: Was this okay? I really hope it was and if it wasn't sorry

Tags: @teethsex

[sombrashe]

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drug dealer!valeria thinks you're the loveliest thing she's ever seen and the fact that you're coming into her home all wide-eyed and innocent smiles has her needing you immediately.

Offering you a discount with her manicured hand placed gently on your knee. Saying that all she wants is a tiny taste, just from her fingers real quick. Watching as you stutter for a moment before agreeing almost a little too eager to pull off your pants.

When you shimmy out your pants enough for her to see the tiny tufts of hair sticking out from behind your lace underwear. Panties that looked like they were picked specifically for her. She will reach forward and lick at where your large plush thighs meet. Making her way up and up until her tongue ghosts over your slit hidden from her behind lace.

Lapping at that same spot, her nails trace the edge of the lace and scratches along your flesh. When your skin starts burning under her gentle touches she decides to move on starting with a gentle kiss to say goodbye to the lace before tugging your underwear down your thighs. They rest inside your pants with stay placed propped against the pudge of your thighs.

Sighing she would spread your labia open so she can find that perfect little pearl. Once she finds it she'll give you a wolfish grin before lapping at it like a kitten trying milk for the first time. You'll probably start whining and huffing as she sucks and licks at your bundle of electricity. Until she stops, purring up at you.

"Just gonna take a little taste now that you're all worked up."

She'll shove her tongue as far as she can. Your thighs pressing softness against her chin as she wiggles her most skilled muscle around. When you start gripping at her hair she'll pull back with a satisfied smile. Ignoring your confused panting she pats your hip signaling you to pull your pants up. Standing she calls out to you from over her shoulder before disappearing into a dark room.

¿Qué tipo querías de nuevo? ¿Sativa o índica?

borders made by cafekitsune

[vivgst]

Valeria as your boss, what could go wrong?

Working for El Sin Nombre was weird, to say the least. You couldn't see your colleagues as friends, you didn't go out for drinks together, they were tense all the time waiting for Valeria's wrath, she was a stubborn and perfectionist woman, the kind of person who believed in perfection but only if it came from her.

The reason for her anger on that particular night was you.

You did something stupid, you exposed yourself and by doing so you exposed her too, it was dangerous, reckless and something worthy of someone incapable. Valeria hated inexperienced people.

“I'm sorry, I-I didn't know there were more people and someone-“.

“¡Puta madre!” Her yelling must have echoed throughout the base, you didn't understand what she was saying but there was no need, it was obvious and she continued shouting insults in Spanish that made you tense up. “If you expose yourself, you expose me and everything goes to hell.” She gave you an angry look, her chest rising and falling quickly.

“But it's a mistake, you always treat us like we're the only ones who've been careless, but you got caught once.” You blurted out of nowhere and instantly regretted it when she turned to look at you once again, you felt like you were in a horror movie, with no way out.

“¿Qué chingados dijiste? Say it again.” She got closer to you, closer than you would have allowed and you reflexively lowered your gaze to the ground but she wrapped her hand in your hair and pulled, making you look at her, it was somehow passionate, that fire that was noticeable in her eyes and for a moment you couldn't help but wonder if she was that intense in every area of ​​her life. “Say it again.” She whispered and pulled harder on your hair, you gasped. It wasn't unbearably painful, but it did the job.

“They caught you, they tricked you and you fell in their trap.” You repeated, your heart was beating wildly and you were beginning to tremble slightly, it was not fear but the adrenaline of challenging her, she tilted her head, her hand went down to the back of your neck and she slammed you against the wall, pressing her body against yours to bring her lips close to your ear.

“It's the first and last time you'll make a mistake like that, güera. El Sin Nombre does not give second chances.” She pressed the back of your neck harder to pull away from you and walked out of there, leaving you nervous and confused.

What the hell was that?

Her hands followed you in your dreams that night, they squeezed your neck, left you breathless and caressed you intensely, with the characteristic intensity of a woman like her.

They went down your entire belly, touching you hungrily and got between your legs, you wanted to moan but you were so weak... her touch prevented you from doing anything more than enjoying her, her hands. No man had ever touched you like that.

You woke up in the early morning gasping for air and feeling ashamed of yourself, you were covered in sweat.

And wet.

You looked around your room to confirm that no one was there and threw your head back letting out a sigh, you hated yourself, how could you even think about it?

[vhsgoghs]

jealousy (Valeria Garza one shot)

Valeria Garza x female reader

Summary: Valeria gets jealous because another boy wants to flirt with her girlfriend.

word count: 1140

note: English isn't my first language but i have done my best, sorry for any mistakes.

★ masterlist here

★ spanish ver on wattpad (vhsgoghs)

Valeria was a jealous woman and everyone knew it, but no one knew it better than her girlfriend herself, (Y/N). She had learned to deal with her jealousy or just not do things that put her in that state, it wasn't too difficult, Valeria was possessive, however, she was not a maniac.

The people who worked for her were not discreet either, they had flirted in her face more than once and if she were in Valeria's place, she would react in exactly the same way, that day was not completely different, (Y/N) liked to look pretty for her girlfriend and that day had been no exception. There was only one problem, and it was the miniskirt she had decided to wear.

(Y/N) balanced on her feet, waiting for Valeria, that day "she was going to arrive later than normal" or that was what the message she had sent her that morning said, usually, they both left the house together, but not that day, and the youngest was starting to get upset because Valeria didn't arrive.

"Are you waiting for Valeria?" That familiar voice made her come out of her bubble.

She didn't remember the boy's name, but she did remember the number of times he had tried to flirt with her, more than once in front of Valeria, that memory made her giggle, the girl nodded at his question.

"Yes, she said she would be late." She shrugged, it wasn't the first time something like this happened.

The girl looked away from him, her eyes rested on the front door, expecting to see her girlfriend enter that very second, but it didn't happen, she sighed disappointed by her own thoughts.

"A girl like you shouldn't be alone." She rolled her eyes trying not to show the irritation she was feeling, she didn't even say anything when she felt his eyes intensely fixed on her bare legs.

"I'm not alone, I'm waiting for my girlfriend," she answered, emphasizing the last two words. "If you don't remember, she's your boss."

The boy giggled, which made her feel even more irritated, but she did her best not to punch him in the nose. In her place, Valeria would have already done it.

"I don't think she'll come now," he said with such certainty that he made her feel disgusted.

She hated when men acted that way, as if it were their right to have a woman, as if it were her obligation to fall for a man's charms, even though that boy didn't have a single charm.

"She's coming."

"How are you so sure?"

"Because I am here. " That voice made the girl want to jump for joy.

She didn't turn to look at her, she just felt a hand surround her waist, forcing her to take a couple of steps back and pressing against a body behind her, (Y/N) wanted to laugh because of the way the boy's smile had been erased. .

"I'm sorry…" he wanted to murmur, but was interrupted by Valeria.

"Get out of here," she said angrily.

Soon the boy disappeared from her sight, the youngest wanted to laugh, however, she felt the pull on her arm that forced her to walk next to Valeria. She was angry, she could tell by the look on her face, but she didn't say anything, she just stayed silent until they reached her office.

She turned to look at her as soon as heard the door slam shut, she didn't do anything wrong, she knew that, because no matter her jealousy, Valeria would never hurt her.

"He's a son of a bitch," she shouted, annoyed. "I'm going to fire him tomorrow."

(Y/N) remained silent before approaching her, her arms surrounded Valeria, she was taller than her and she liked that difference between them.

"Val, it's not worth it," she murmured, she could feel her girlfriend's body relaxing in her arms.

Valeria turned so she could look her in the eyes, she surrounded her with her arms and closed her eyes for a few seconds in an attempt to relax, she hated him, she hated that boy who always wants to flirt with her girlfriend, it was nothing more than a useless asshole who still didn't understand why he was still working for her.

"I hate him," she murmured.

The shorter one laughed and stood on tiptoe to press her lips against Valeria's for several seconds. It always worked when her girlfriend was tense.

"You say it daily."

"I hate him more every day," she replied, rolling her eyes and pressing herself against her girlfriend's body before kissing her again.

(Y/N) she recognized that type of kisses. It was as if she was silently reminding her that she was hers and no one else's, and she didn't care at all.

She didn't care either when she felt how Valeria began to gently push her back, causing her to take a few steps back until she felt how her back bumped against the edge of the desk.

"Val…" she murmured with heavy breathing, "we can't do anything here."

The taller one giggled, holding her hips tightly, forcing her to sit on the desk, that had never stopped her.

“That wasn't a problem last week,” her girlfriend responded, giggling, as she felt Valeria's hands slide under her blouse, her skin was hot.

No, Valeria never hurt her when it came to jealousy or when she was angry, but she always looked for a way to remind her that she was only hers, just as she was doing in those moments when her lips slid to her neck, not caring that they were in a place that anyone else could enter at any time.

(Y/N) felt something tense in her body as someone knocked on the door in such a desperate way that it even made Valeria frown.

"Puta madre" she murmured angrily, the same thing always happened, they were always interrupted. "I'm not done yet, I'll be back."

Valeria walked away from her, leaving her sitting on the desk, her cheeks flushed and her knees slightly trembling. She leave the office, ready to return as soon as possible and continue with what she had left undone.

[konigsblog]

stepdad this stepbro that what about stepmom valeria

tw: stepcest, noncon, manipulation, age gap (mid 20s-40s (not mentioned in this post))

valeria is a mastermind when it comes to manipulation, it's her speciality. as your stepmother, it's her duty to care for you and scold you when you do something she doesn't approve of. instead of yelling at you, she decides to lock you in your bedroom, her fingers finding their way into your panties...

she pumps them into you, her other hand stuffing your mouth to stifle your pleasured sounds. she tells you it's alright for her to abuse you like this, that she's shaping you into a respectful woman. she watches you unfold on her hand; becoming easy to influence and manipulate. she pushes you down against your bed, degrading you for doing such horrible things.

she finds herself on top of you, rubbing your nipples while you cry and shake, needily gripping her breasts as well. her nails scratch at your skin, pushing you to her nipple and watching as you latch onto it, sucking at her tits greedily whilst she continues fucking your pussy with her long fingers.

[lunarw0rks]

shed have a purple one for sure but its girthy as hell to really stretch her s/o out :))))

i was gonna mention this on the valeria asks earlier, but i forgot. i completely agree, and it’s what i was picturing her doing ;)

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of all her toys, the girthy, purple one is one of her favorites. perfect for stretching you out, filling you up until you can’t focus on anything else but what she’s doing to you !!

it took a while for her to start using the larger ones. to get you comfortable, and quite literally to make sure you could take it without as much prep.

imagine her in the spooning position, your back to her chest. your leg raised, her stretching you out for the first time with all its girth. an arm wrapped around your waist, teasing at your clit with expert skill.

and then the other, holding your jaw as she leans into your ear. sometimes, forcing you to slobber and suck on her hand while she purrs praises and degrades. “how many times have i made you cum, cariño? tell me. don’t tell me you’ve lost count...”

[gildedkrone]

KINKTOBER 2023 🔞

“Ale, you know that I can’t let you go right?”

The great commander shackled to the chair isn’t going anywhere and each of his futile struggles rings the shackles attached to his ankles and wrists.

“Valeria, puta, my men won’t let you get away with this.”

“Get away?” She scoffs and rests her hands on her thighs in a squat and raised his chin with a finger.

“Ale, Ale, you know that I already have everything I want. The missiles, they were so easy to get.”

She tuts lovingly; he knows it’s a façade even if he keeps falling for her disguises willingly if only for a taste of illicit thrill he’s come to miss in her absence. If the knowing look in her eyes are any indication, she plays off it to her best benefit as the thrill.

“I couldn’t have done this alone, pendejo. I’ve had …” She takes her time in spelling it out for him. “I’ve had some help, you see.”

She snorts when the poor man furrows his eyes and issues a command. Alejandro watches her soldier approach one of his men—you, his trusted side aide and strategic advisor and with a click, the cuffs around your wrists are unlocked.

Confusion is soon replaced with anger, bright hot and rushing to his temples when she tuts disapprovingly.

“The great Alejandro” —she mocks him—“making a rookie mistake. I expected better, especially from you of all people.”

At the moment, he wants nothing more than to be free of his restraints just so he could send a fist into your smug face lounging beside her while massaging your sore wrists. He trusted you to help him with his operations—the late nights spent working together to discuss and formulate strategy, only for him to trust the wrong person and put all of his men in danger.

The easy camaraderie fostered between the two of you turned out to be nothing but lies and deceit, and Alejandro has been foolish and wanting enough to have fallen into it. It is as Valeria says—he’s a man with a heart too kind for the world and eventually, eaten by the wolves.

Valeria hums appreciatively when she sees you in the uniform his men sported. Looking good, chinco lindo and you share a smile with her. Her shoulders are stressed and she would never admit sending you deep into enemy territory worried her; the El Sin Nombre isn’t one for theatrics and feelings.

Alejandro watches you whisper something into her ear as her eyes turn coy and she rests a hand on the table. She whispers something conspiratorially and cups your face when you sink to the floor before her. The rest of the men file out of the room and he is face to face with you and his ex-partner, fling—there are too many names.

“Valeria, what are you planning?”

She ignores him in favour on focusing on you. Your lips are parted and your tongue peeks out to send her a message—you want to eat her out. To taste her on your mouth and Valeria finds herself not objecting to it. Especially if she can dirty that uniform the Las Vaqueros men wore with pride.

Her clothes are easy work and you gently nudge her thighs apart. The scent is heavenly and when she smirks, you dive forward and burry your face into her clit. The first drag of your tongue against her sex sends shivers up her spine and she chides gently to slow down and savour the taste. Who could blame you, really? You missed her and Alejandro is front row to your show of dedication and loyalty to her.

The Los Vaqueros commander rattles his restraints when Valeria peppers in the occasional phrases of encouragement once meant for him. Your eyes are dimmed with pleasure as each movement of your tongue only seeks more of the sweet juices of her cunt and a hard suck earns you a tug of your hair to pull you off her sex.

She admires her work—you with your face coated in her pussy juices and a tongue darting out in occasion to lap up whatever was on your lips. It’s so sweet and after weeks without it, you are starved for more of her. The excess liquid runs off your chin to drip onto your uniform; all while you are obedient as a puppy and resting on your knees and awaiting her next command. She spots the tightness in your pants and rests her boot against your groin and the suggestion almost had you creaming your pants.

“What a good boy, unlike the one in the chair. Go on, fuck yourself on my boot.” She barely finishes her sentence and your hips surge to press against the surface. The tentpole in your pants only grows in size as your hips find purchase on her boots and eventually, it’s too tight for comfort and you whine in hopes she will be merciful.

Alejandro knows he should look away. It’s a sick and perverse display of pleasure meant to rile him up and try as he did, his eyes remained on you and the drunk expression on your face as noises of pleasure flew from your lips. Make no mistake, she is in charge here (as she always is). Much to his dismay, it is riling him up in an unintended way when he feels the organ between his legs stirring from dormancy.

Valeria, ever cunning, knows this too and rests her hand on your cheeks before her fingers plunge into your mouth. Your tongue coats them thoroughly and the most obscene of sounds, all wet and gushy, only makes Alejandro’s fight against his desires even harder.

“Take your dick out, chico.” You nod and your pants are unbuttoned with such eagerness, Valeria finds herself impressed. You breathe a sigh of relief when your dick is let out of its cotton prison and moan when it leaks with each movement. All while Alejandro is fighting a losing battle against the lust pooling in his groin.

“Ale, you don’t seem to be doing too well. Do you need a doctor?” He grits his teeth and you smirk when you see your former commander all stiff and squirmy as pleasure laced his muscles. You rut into her boots and she gives the command to speed up and you do just that. Each brush of the shoe against your sensitive cock is accompanied by sounds of restrained pleasure and she laughs sardonically.

“Does my good boy want to cum?” You nod desperately as you were so close but without permission from her, you are unworthy of spilling your seed all over her. Your nose—overwhelmed by the scent of her—when she pulls your head in rest at her sex and she sounds appreciative when you return to lapping and sucking at her folds.

She mutters something in Spanish and her legs cage your head in tight to keep your face, and your nose against her as a flood of sweet nectar coats you face before dripping off in strings onto your body and the floor. Your whines signals you are close and if only she would give you permission and finally, she whispers the magic words.

“Go on, cum your brains out, perrito.” With a final thrust and a choked gasp, the build-up of pleasure ends in a spectacular spray of cum over her boot and the floor as your runaway hips rut harder into her to prolong your orgasm. The spurts taper into small dribbles with each bobbing of your dick and she praises you again. Thank you, you mutter absentmindedly as the feelings of pleasure taper into something sated.

Alejandro’s fury turns into something ugly and green as she gently touches your face. She had done that for him a long time ago, before the cartel intervened and their relationship frayed and burned like matches. His mind taunts him with scenes of the past: nights of passion and longing between him and her, and now he pays the price with a body thrumming with unfulfilled desire while she uses another man for her pleasure.

“You like that, tonto? What a dirty man. Clean up your shit, bastard.” She has always been vocal about using men for their dicks, and nothing seems to have changed. Not that you mind of course since your body exists to be her toy to experiment and play with.

Like a good dog, you lick up your dirty emissions and she runs a hand through your hair. You are her best soldier, and she rewards loyalty and dedication. Your dick goes back into your pants and a few moments later, you are as proper as you can be with all traces of the coupling gone.

She instructs you to resume your duties and dismisses you. Before you leave, you catch an angry Alejandro staring daggers as the door closed behind you and he vanishes out of sight. A pity, the Vaqueros commander is pleasant sight for sore eyes, with his suave beard and rugged demeanour but against Valeria, he pales in her glory.

Hopefully she is merciful with the man. Knowing her, both his heads will be in for a hell of a time tonight and a muffled moan behind doors proves the intuition to be correct.

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[luci4theminorannoyance]

GN! Reader attacks the COD woman with hugs and kisses!! Please!!! 🥺

🙏

a/n: of course!! I already did most of the main male characters so why not!!! <3

Valeria:

-loves just cuddling up close to you and feeling your lips softly press against her scars or tattoos, or to feel your arms wrapped around her

-got surprised the first time you did it, but adores it all the same to feel you hug and kiss her whenever and anywhere

-adores staining your clothes with her lipstick or just holding you close no matter where you are

farah:

-whenever she’s been gone from home a long time, she’ll either jump into your arms and hug you so tight that your spine pops, or expect you to do the same

-loves just holding you close as you dot kisses along any part of her you can, she would do that forever if she could

-gets flustered whenever you pull her in from behind and just hold her close and place kisses on her cheek

laswell:

(reader is fem-aligned, since laswell is lesbian)

-loves coming home from a long day at work to feel you jump or run into her arms, your lipstick covering her cheeks and face by the end

-she expects it about any time for her to come home for her wife to appear and hold her close, no matter what’s going on in either one of their lives

-she has her phone background as a photo of you cuddled up in her arms, and your background is her covered in your lipstick marks from one of your daily kisses

[narislvr]

Pinwheels.

SFW Valeria Garza HCs

PAIRING: Valeria Garza x Fem-Preschool-teacher! Reader.

CWS: None. <3

—

“Amor..”

“...Yes?”

“Por qué mierdas is there a giant pile of paper scraps and glitter on our bed?!”

—

This woman would definitely fund the school you work at.

She wouldn’t tell you it was her, but she’d relish in the way you smiled as you told her about the anonymous tips.

Need more construction paper and art supplies?

You got it.

Kids need more toys?

There were definitely better uses of her money, but you best believe the school will have some sent anonymously.

One thing Valeria admired the most about you was the sheer amount of love and patience you had for the kids you taught.

Whether it be the way you hugged them and treated them with such tenderness and love, or the way you carefully created each activity for the following day

She admired it all.

Sure, she absolutely despised the Idea of being surrounded by (literal demons) kids all day, but you just made it look so easy.

On late nights when she’d be getting back from whatever meeting or transgression she had to oversee that day and saw you hard at work, safety scissors in one hand and construction paper in the other, she’d let out a small sigh before walking behind you and resting herself against your hunched back

“You should be in bed, Mi Vida. Wouldn't want to have those pretty fingers of yours cut off on accident, right?”

“But I’m almost finished, Vale!” You’d whine, a tired pout on your lips as you turn to face your wife.

And thats how despite she herslf being tired, she’d find herself taking the scissors away from your hands and taking a seat beside you, finishing cutting whatever stencil you were cutting this time.

Another thing she’d enjoy is you talking about your day.

She liked listening to you talk as she did her paper work. Sure, it distracted her but she wouldn’t say that outloud.

Though usually indifferent and just humming to let you know she was listening, she’d occasionally respond back

“Can you believe that he kicked poor Jose just for trying to take one of the blocks from his tower during clean up!?”

“Well, he did have it coming-“

“Valeria, no-!”

It may not be Valeria’s profession of choice, but it’s yours and she’ll do everything in her power to support you and make sure you’re happy and come back home with that same charming smile.

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🎀 first Tumblr post / COD fic, hopefully you enjoy this and find the premise interesting enough. <3

🎀 requests for this au idea, or in general, and constructive criticism are welcome !

[brynbrynaj]

Sub Val??😳😳

Valeria was always known as a strong and independent woman. She hated being seen as submissive or weak.. that was, until she met you. Once you two started to date, she opened up more and became more affectionate; both physically and emotionally.

She loves to spoil you and buy you things. One thing you notice is that your clothes always go missing. The culprit? Valeria. She gets so needy and horny when she smells you. You smell like honey, flowers, and heaven. Every chance she got, she would steal one of your shirts and slip into the closet. Sitting down on the floor, she holds the shirt to her nose. And just before you know it, her panties are pulled to the side, rolling her clit furiously. She’d hate for you to see like this, all sprawled out and submissive, desperate to be fucked.

One evening, you came home from work early. Normally, Valeria would greet you at the door and shower you with love and affection. You wondered where she was. You tried calling her names a few times, nothing. Her phone? It was silenced. Wondering where your girlfriend was, you started searching the house for her. After looking around everywhere, you heard a little moan coming from the closet in your shared bedroom.

“Val?” You called out, hoping for a response. You walked into the bedroom and the moan got louder. Hmm.. is she in the closet? You thought. Sliding open the closet door, there she was. Panting and shuddering with your shirt to her nose sat Valeria on the closet floor. Her eyes widened as she looked up at you. “Y/N!! Oh uh.. I didn’t expect you to be home early, mi vida..” she blushed. You shook your head and sighed.

“So these are where my clothes have been going? You little puta..” Smirking, you crawl on top of her and slip two fingers into her needy cunt, moving them painfully slow. You could feel her walls milking your digits.

“Y/N.. m-mi amor.. joder..!” Valeria moaned and arched her back. She was always the top when you two had sex. If you even tried to top her she’d punish you, so it’s weird seeing her all sprawled out and needy.

“Aww.. you need a real punishment.” You got up and walked over to Valeria's drawer of ‘toys’. Taking out a large nine inch strap, you secured it to yourself and then walked back over to Valeria. “Inclínate querida.” You whispered in her ear.

Hesitantly, she bent over in front of you, presenting her glistening folds. “I-idiot.. you’ll pay for this.” She growled.

You laughed a bit before giving her right asscheek a slap. She twitched and whimpered. You grabbed the strap in your hands, rubbing it against her lips before pushing inside. She let out a mixture between a moan and a gasp, clenching her fists together. “Mmm!! Y/N.. p-por favor..” She arched her back in ecstasy, her walls contracting around the intrusion.

You continued to slam into her, surprised as to how submissive she was being. “Wow, Val. Didn’t know you were such a whore.” You slapped her ass again and held her hips in a bruising grip. “Mm.. you like this? ¿Te gusta cuando te arruino así?”

Valeria threw her head back and moaned. She could barely speak, her insides shaking and quivering around you.

Although it seems odd given her character, Valeria would totally sub every once in awhile if she wasn’t so sensitive. She hates herself for it. At a young age, she discovered how to pleasure herself and it slowly became an addiction. The result of this addiction? A snarky, hyper sexual woman who cums in the first five minutes of intercourse. They had only been fucking for seven minutes and she could already feel herself teetering on the edge. “Mmnn.. Y/N.. g-gonna cum..”

Another thing about Valeria, her orgasms leave her breathless and spent. Most of the time she squirts. She thinks it’s extremely embarrassing.

“Don’t you dare.” You pulled her hair and continued to take her from behind. You were surprised with yourself; you’d never been this dominant before.

Valeria clawed at the carpet, struggling to keep the knot in her stomach from breaking. Tears formed in the corners of her eyes as she continued to struggle. “Y/N, please.. it hurts..”

Knowing nothing about Valeria’s sensitive insides, you scoff and start to move faster. “If you cum I’ll just punish you more.” You whisper.

It’s not long until Valeria eventually gives in. Her climax washes over her and she instantly squirts, a long stream of liquid staining the carpet floor. She collapses onto the floor and huffs, clearly spent. “No more.. please.” She groans.

You pull out of her and sigh, taking the strap off and tossing it to the side. “I was just joking, mija.” You smile and pet her hair. Valeria groans and leans onto your chest. “I fucking hate you.” She growls.

In the morning, you two both wake up wrapped around each other on the carpet. “Ugh.. morning, love.” You look at Valeria. She wraps her arms around you and whines. “Morning..”

It looks like you two won’t be getting up off the floor for a while.

[blingblong55]

Scandalous-Valeria Garza NSFW

Based on a request: --- Oral sex with f!reader x Valeria? --- F!Reader, MDNI, 18+, oral!sex, fingering, some biting, wlw

A/N: it's a short one this time nasty whores😔

You were on your back, hands tied to the bed frame, her face between your thighs. She chuckles, "Oh, why so shy mi amor?" she asks as she watches you look away. You and she have been at this all day, her teasing your clit and body and you squirming and being at the edge of multiple orgasms. "C'mon, look at me," she licks your inner thighs. "Show me how much you want this," she sucks on the sensitive tissue. Her kisses are intoxicating you, each driving you closer to your orgasm.

You squirm, your thighs pushing her further in, her tongue lapping your clit, her lips teasing your already sensitive clit. "Who owns you?" she whispers as she continues to eat you out. "Y-you...you own me!" you exclaim as you feel her bite your thigh. Tears form in your eyes as she breaks some of the skin. She smiles, adoring how only she knows how to make you make those noises. Your hands trying to break loose as you tried to stop her from making you more sensitive. She always did this, make you whimper and beg to come.

You buck your hips, your clit swollen as she sticks her fingers inside of your tight cunt. Your slick makes her fingers sticky, and she licks them off. A hand on your nipple as she thrusts her fingers inside, pumping them right into you. They were slow at first and then she began to suck on your clit and as you made those sweet moans she loves, she fucked your pussy with her fingers rougher than before. Her gaze filled with lust and hunger, eyes showing how drunk she was getting on your pusy alone.

Her moans were soft, her own clit already swollen. Pussy was wetter than ever as she watched you ride her tongue. She enjoyed how your back arched, how your tits bounced as she fucked into you. This was her perfect view. You whimper and then you feel that knot in your tunny break loose. Your juices spilling onto her tongue. She swallows and enjoys your sweet taste. "More, more," she moans and closes her eyes. Your own pleasure giving her more to want. As you grind your clit on her tongue, she holds you still, wanting you to get off your high in a more slow way.

You shut your eyes, this feeling was too much to take all at once. "Valeria," you whimper. "lo sé, lo sé," she whispers and then crawls back to your lips, giving them repeated small kisses.

--- Tags: @gabsterdabster @amygaster004 @herefornanami-s-cake

[sombrashe]

youre curled up in the fetal position having just had the best orgasm if your life and valeria emerges from between your legs blinking and squinting like a miner who's been trapped under rubble for months

[vivgst]

TOXIC!VALERIA

Go to part one here

Crying internally while writing this because it was the happy ending that I couldn't have.

You watched TV or at least that's what you tried to do, you had already returned to your apartment and a week had passed since the last time you saw Valeria, you got depressed, cried a little and decided to watch romantic comedies that would rub you in the face that she would never give you something like that. You were feeling like shit, but habit had wrapped your feelings in a warm blanket and numbed them, so you no longer suffered with the same intensity.

However, life or fate, maybe fucking hell itself, insisted that you had to remember your pain and that you not only stare at it but embrace it, so the doorbell rang and you didn't need to open the door to know it was her.

Valeria collapsed in your arms and you almost fell to the ground, she was considerably taller than you, her muscles were not light either but you managed to help her reach the couch, she let out a barely audible hiss and you grabbed her face in your hands, examining her bruised face.

“What the hell happened?” You asked, your gaze dropping to her collarbone which had a cut, not too deep but noticeable enough and it was swollen around it, purple.

“Un hijo de su puta madre… he lied to us, it was a trap.” She murmured in annoyance and leaned her head against the back of the couch, closing her eyes. Her clothes were full of dirt and she was not severely injured, but her body probably hurt all over.

“I imagine he couldn't get away with it.” You said and she shook her head, of course not, it had been too much of an achievement for him to have fooled her.

“Estoy hasta la madre… I'm so fucking tired.” Valeria opened her eyes to look at you, only then did you realize how marked her dark circles were, how her eyes seemed to struggle to stay open and you raised your hand to her cheek to caress it, seeking to give her some kind of comfort although you knew she wasn't too much of a lover of physical contact, or at least that's what she said.

“I’ll help you take a shower.” You spoke in that sweet voice that made her melt so she couldn't say no and followed you to the bathroom at a slow pace, taking off her clothes to get into the shower and she felt her muscles relax when the water began to fall all over her body.

“You can't help me much from out there.” She spoke and you looked at her thoughtfully for a few seconds before sliding the silk robe off your body and stepping into the shower, the water was ice cold, just the way Valeria loved it and it made you shivered.

Her arms rested on your shoulders as her gaze met yours, but your eyes looked at her stomach, she had a few scars and even though she knew how damn sexy she was, she was still a human being with insecurities, like everyone.

"They are disgusting".

“Nothing about you is.” You responded softly as your hand rubbed one of her biggest scars, a stab wound that almost killed her, you remembered it very well, how she arrived at your apartment bloody and almost with no oxygen in her lungs but she refused to leave, she had her men come to help her.

You were the only home she knew and every time she felt broken she came to you, her only spiritual healing, the only one that caressed her soul without even trying and she would return from death just to give you one last kiss, it's a shame you weren't aware of that thoughts.

You stayed immersed in your own mind as you helped her shower, washing her hair that was full of dirt and handing her a towel at the end so she could dry off, which she did carefully and quickly.

You gave her one of the many pajamas she had left there in your place, but she only put on the pants, her torso felt on fire.

You both lay down, the only thing you saw was her back and you drew shapes on it with your index finger, being careful not to touch her bruises because you would hurt her.

“Are you asleep?” You asked in a whisper and she shook her head slowly, she always had trouble sleeping, stress and all her worries being one of the main causes. “You've never told me if you have a favorite color.” The room fell silent once you asked your question and you thought she wouldn't answer before you heard her barely audible voice.

“I've spent so much time living on the edge that there are many things I don't know about myself, my favorite color is one of them.” She paused, she hated casual conversations with you, she felt exposed and vulnerable, it was a bittersweet feeling. “But I hate light blue and orange.” She smiled as she heard you giggle, of course she would hate orange.

“You might like green.” You suggested and she nodded weakly, her head barely moving. “Why don't you ask me what my favorite color is?”

“Your favorite color is pink, maybe black.” You frowned and hugged her tighter, your arm hanging casually over her waist and she gave your hand a light squeeze, bringing it to her lips for a kiss that made your heart race.

“I don’t remember telling you that.”

“Yes but you are too noisy.” She said and you felt her smile against your hand, it was true, you never shut up and she partly envied that about you, the ability to be absurdly happy all the time. “Also, whenever I buy you clothes you choose those colors.”

“You like pink too.” You said and it was true, she had forgotten, which was pretty ridiculous considering she had her nails painted with said color.

There was a moment of silence, you heard her let out a sigh and you didn't really know what to feel, maybe she would tell you to go fuck yourself again because you knew how much she hated opening up to you.

But she rolled over to look into your eyes, she rested her hand on your cheek as her gaze searched for something in your eyes that you didn't know if she would find.

“You are the constant reminder that my life is more than blood and death.” Valeria said and you felt the lump in your throat, something usual when you were with her. And you felt helpless hearing those words that would mean nothing tomorrow once she got up to go and leave you.

She always did that, she came to you broken so that you could put her pieces back in their place, so that you could put her together like a puzzle and fill her with all the love she needed.

Then she would leave you, bleeding because you were tearing off pieces of you own skin to fix hers, and she would leave, leaving you all alone without caring if you were going to survive or not.

“Please don't do this to me.” You spoke and the pleading tone in your voice made her clench her jaw, she asked herself how she had been able to hurt you so many times if now seeing you like this was destroying her.

The hand she had on your cheek moved slightly across your face, as if she wanted to memorize it forever, immortalize it on her skin so she couldn't forget it even if she lost her memory.

“I haven't said it, but you know I do, right? I do". You looked down when you heard that but she put her finger under your chin, raising your face so her eyes met yours. “I love you, probably before you did.”

Your now teary eyes widened in shock and you couldn't process anything other than what was happening in front of you, the words you had wanted to hear for so long and it didn't feel real.

“And I won't be able to be there for you all the time, I have a shitty life, you know that-”

"I don't care, I want to be with you." You responded and gasped because the lump in your throat was consuming you, you couldn't believe it. She pulled you into her arms and you clung to her warmth, snuggling into the softness of her body careful not to hurt her.

Not many words were needed, both of you were comfortable in the silence that surrounded you and you felt your eyelids begin to feel heavy, you would fall asleep, like always when you were with her.

And this time you didn't wake up in an empty bed with teary eyes, you didn't wake up feeling desolate and used, you woke up in the arms you always hoped to be in, in the only arms you would hold on to from now on.

You woke up hugged by someone who loved you so much more than you could ever imagine.

[mykneeshurt]

The book of Devotion

The second book in my Priest AU

Warnings - Heavy use of religious imagery, sexualising religion (Christianity/Roman Catholicism), so much smut and blasphemy, all chapters are explicit but all consensual

Chapter one - Pray - Keegan Russ x AFAB!reader

Chapter two - Worship - Valeria Gaza x AFAB!reader

König x AFAB!reader

Nikto x AFAB!reader

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[vhsgoghs]

bodyguard (Valeria Garza one shot)

Valeria Garza x female reader

Summary: Valeria confesses to the girl she works for that she has been thinking about her in a different way. word count: 1700 note: English isn't my first language but i have done my best, sorry for any mistakes.

★ masterlist here ★ spanish ver on wattpad (vhsgoghs)

Valeria was pretty and (Y/N) wasn't going to deny it, no matter how much she hated it.

Her father had hired her a little over a year ago, she didn't know much about her, starting a conversation with her wasn't easy and she didn't seem to like her so much either, so she had just given up..

She was ex-military, that was all she knew about her, she was curious why she had abandoned that life and why she was now in charge of taking care of a 21-year-old girl who spent her days locked within the four walls of her room.

She remembered that night well because it was one of the few times she had gone out late with Valeria, she hated having her around all the time, but her father was an important man, in the past people had tried to attack her and her father was not going to risk it once again.

Then Valeria appeared. She was too serious, (Y/N) had tried to start a conversation with her more than once, but she just didn't seem to want to talk to her, of course, it wasn't at all for the reasons she thought.

Valeria liked her much more than she ever imagined, she simply decided to take her distance and do her job in silence.

That night something broke between them.

(Y/N) had decided to go to the mall, perhaps a little later than she should have and for that very reason, the sun had already set when she planned to return home.

Valeria was more tired than normal, although she tried to hide it, her expressions of exhaustion did not go unnoticed by (Y/N), who more than once asked her if she wanted to sit down and rest, but she refused.

Until at some point she couldn't take it anymore and simply plopped down on one of the benches in the almost empty mall. Valeria sighed exhausted and (Y/N) had to stop to look at her.

"I told you to come home two hours ago," she said in that tone of voice she always used after winning an argument.

"Who spends more than two hours at the mall?" Valeria asked irritably.

She never shopped that way, whenever she needed something new, she would go to the mall, go to a specific store and leave there in less than fifteen minutes. On the other hand, the girl next to her was the complete opposite.

"Why are you so tired?" she asked out of mere curiosity, she sat next to her and turned for a few seconds to organize the bags with her purchases before returning her attention to Valeria.

"I couldn't sleep well," she replied simply. It wasn't entirely a lie, but of course she didn't mention the part where the girl appeared in her dreams.

"Oh… You don't talk about yourself so much, do you?" Valeria shook her head and rubbed her face gently in an attempt to dispel her sleep.

"Why do you want to know about me?"

"Well, you're the only person I see literally every day and I don't even know your last name."

Valeria laughed lightly because she knew that wasn't entirely true, it was just that the girl was too forgetful to remember her last name, which she never mentioned often.

"Garza." she reminded her.

(Y/N) nodded and looked away, the tips of her feet moved restlessly, those seconds of rest had been enough to dissipate all her energy and suddenly, she felt like going home.

"What about your life in the army?" She asked.

Valeria thought about it for a few seconds, she never talked about it, and there was nothing to talk about, or at least nothing that she wanted to remember.

"We have to go, it's late." Valeria patted her leg and stood up from her place.

(Y/N) was confused by her sudden change of mood, she turned to take the bags with her purchases and walked quickly behind Valeria, trying to keep up with her, it had already happened more than once: when Valeria didn't want to respond to her questions, she simply began to walk quickly, and it was always difficult for her to keep up with her. Unlike Valeria, she had short legs.

"Hey!" she complained, walking faster.

Valeria didn't stop her pace until they were both outside the mall, she slowed her pace when they entered between the cars in the parking area, that was when she was finally able to catch up with her, just when Valeria was distracted by opening the car door.

"Why do you never talk about your past?" she asked. She thought that if she pushed her hard enough, she might know more about her, she didn't like knowing anything about the person who literally lived with.

"Why do you insist so much?" Valeria growled when the car didn't seem to want to open.

"Well, we live under the same roof." She shrugged, the grip on her bags starting to hurt her arm, but she didn't say anything, Valeria already looked stressed trying to fight against the car door.

Several seconds passed until she finally seemed to give up, she was tired and stressed. That was not her best day as a bodyguard, in fact, she felt like she was doing a terrible job, under other circumstances, she would have already been fired, but (Y/N) would never fire her.

Seconds later, Valeria gave up, sighed frustrated and looked at the girl next to her, who was leaning on the car, watching how the older girl failed when trying to get into it, of course she didn't mention the part where Valeria stopped in front the wrong car, she thought it was funny that she was so distracted.

Valeria's eyes weren't looking at her, she had a lost look and seemed to be thinking about something, (Y/N) was afraid to interrupt her until she finally reacted. She stopped struggling against the car door and turned to look at her.

"I've had some dreams," she admitted.

"About what?" she asked now with more curiosity, that explained her tiredness.

Valeria looked at her for a few seconds, she narrowed her eyes undecided about what she was about to say, what could she lose? Her work was unlikely, maybe just the little trust she had gained over the girl.

"About us" she spoke. She was silent for a few seconds before continuing, she wanted to see her reaction up close. "Kissing."

The girl opened her eyes in surprise, she felt her body tremble and forced herself to maintain her composure, she cleared her throat and stood up again, a smile wanted to form on her face, the same Valeria Garza admitting that she wanted to kiss her? Or something like that.

"And I was a good kisser?" She tried to follow her game, now she was more curious than before.

"I'm not sure." Valeria raised an eyebrow, she expected the girl to feel intimidated or scared, but she seemed to want to play along with her and she wasn't going to be left behind. "Would you mind if I checked?"

(Y/N) she tensed up completely, her breath hitched in her throat, was that a hint or was she just playing? If it was the last option, surely Valeria wouldn't try anything.

Then she shook her head in the negative.

And that was enough signal for Valeria to approach her, she put her hands around her hips to bring her closer and did not hesitate to press her lips against the girl's.

She didn't resist, her lips followed the slow rhythm that Valeria had begun to set, one of the older woman's hands slid to the back of her neck, bringing her closer to her, Valeria's lips felt so good against hers that she couldn't believe that they had spent so much time living together without having kissed her.

"Excuse me?" An unknown voice interrupted them. She separated from the youngest, who looked away from her embarrassed. "You're blocking my car."

"I'm sorry."

Valeria moved somewhat embarrassed, she was not someone who was easily embarrassed, but that time had been an exception. She took (Y/N)'s hand and gently pulled her in search of her car. The youngest giggled, she had never seen Valeria embarrassed or sorry for anything.

It took them less than five minutes to find the car, something they would have done well from the beginning if Valeria hadn't been thinking about the girl's lips on hers, their hands were joined in a different way, it wasn't like when Valeria took her hand to force her to walk.

However, that didn't last too long, Valeria needed both hands to open the car door and take the girl's bags, which she left on the back seat.

"Aren't you going to get in the car?" she asked, noticing that she didn't seem to want to move, she still felt a little dazed that her bodyguard had kissed her so suddenly.

"You kissed me." Valeria nodded and frowned in confusion. Maybe she shouldn't have done it.

"It bother you?" She was now confused. She hadn't moved away from her, she expected maybe a couple of smacks claiming that she couldn't kiss the girl she worked for.

“No, it took me by surprise,” she admitted. Of course she hadn't minded, more than once she had thought about how it would feel to kiss Valeria.

Valeria nodded, approached her again and gently pulled her to the car so she could finally return home, she was tired, they could talk about it later, although there wasn't much to talk about, she felt that that kiss was more than enough.

"We have to go" she murmured. She opened the passenger door so (Y/N) could get in, and she did so without saying anything.

Valeria leaned down to gently press her lips against the girl's again, before move away and closing the car door.

She remained motionless for a few seconds. She had done it so naturally that began to wonder if it would become something common between them, she didn't mind at all if she did.

[konigsblog]

thinking heavily about valeria using me as her stress relief toy😵‍💫

valeria would use you all night, not letting you sleep a second, or even dare close your eyes as that would break your maintained eye contact. 🎀

she grinded her slick, wet cunt against your sweet pussy, rubbing it back and forth against yours while you babbled and mewled out. your clit was raw due to the friction and the consistent and repetitive movements made by valeria herself. your hands were bound behind your back, restricted with rope and leaving marks and burns all down your wrists from the rope burn.

valeria moaned out, rubbing her clit in circles while you squirmed—trembling and whining for more as she continued. “oh, amor... don't give me that look.” she warned with an intimidating tone. one that set you into your place; commited and compliant. you could only bite your bottom lip at the sensation pulling at your core. rocking your hips to the same sloppy rhythm valeria created and continuing in the hopes for that orgasm to rupture through your poor, weakened body.

you relive her stress, and she relies heavily on you for taking care of her many needs; one being lust. she's addicted to the texture of your pussy; your folds rubbing against hers and your juices mixed together, a throbbing and pulsing cunt pressed against your own as she gripped your hips and angled them towards her own so she could grind back and forth your sloppy cunny messily. :(

“you know this is what i need, querida..” :((