Astro Notes - 08
✨️ General Edition ✨️
I hope this makes sense but having venus overlays in the houses related to your venus sign is one of the best placements to have in a romantic relationship, even if is not a house known for being romantic. For ex: there's a boy I'm getting to know who's a gemini venus, and i am an aquarius venus, his venus falls in my 11th house and my venus falls in his 3rd. These 2 houses are known for friendships but in this case they work differently and we have a lot of chemistry and lovey feelings for each other, far from being a friendly connection!
In my experiences, having moon conjunct moon is a total hell to me. There's just a lot of "emotional" tension who gets unbearable most of the times and you can be so similar that you don't understand each other and may hate each other. I think this placement at its worst is a war of egos 24/7. Also being deeply hurt by anything the other do, you may feel much more emotional than the usual. But idk bc every placement works differently for everyone. And this can be similar to moon opposite moon, even though I still prefer moon opp moon over moon conjunct moon.
HOWEVER, having moon in the same sign but not in a conjunction is such a paradise to me, it's truly a blessing to have in any type of relationship because u understand each other in a very nurturing way, so sweet, you feel at ease with this person.
And talking about moon, the sweetest thing to have, even if cliche, is definitely moon trine moon or moon in the 4th house overlay, it's way better than conjunctions or oppositons, because these two are very intense and may never end well, even if you felt like you've found a soulmate at first, it's truly karmic, but with the moon trine moon/moon 4H overlay is so good, specially if they are in the same synastry >>>
Moon 7H overlay it's a weird feeling for me as the moon because i feel so appreciated by the house person. The house person usually sees the moon person like an inspiration, and they find the moon so but SO perfect at everything, you have no idea, sometimes i even get shy. If you're looking for someone who worships you or just really compliments you naturally then find someone who has their 7th house in your moon sign (thank me later). Also i feel like the 7th house person do not see any imperfection in the moon person and can help them to overcome their insecurities. When I'm the house person, I even get jealous at the moon person because they're treated literally like royalty. Just remembering that this also depends on other aspects and the whole synastry guys bc the 7th house can be a tricky one, so don't come at me later, but for now I'm loving it
Something interesting is that i keep attracting guys with cancer/pisces venus or mars and i literally have pisces venus and cancer mars in my mars persona chart 🤯 pls leave me alone i don't want uuuuuuu,,, jk but i think this is cause I need to deal better with this energy internally so they're necessary for my jouney 🔪🔪
Now talking about the apocaliptic 8H and 12H synastry. There was a guy I've had something with, I'm gonna call him T, so T has his venus/asc/SATURN!!!! in my 12th house and mars/uranus in my 8th house, and i have my moon/mc/juno in his 12th house and venus/chiron/neptune in his 8th house, and let me tell you this was one of the most painful things i've went through, this person left unhealable scars in me, and the worst is that it seemed like a fairytale to me most of the times. So, summing it, this synastry is hella karmic and can be dangerous to your mental health if you're not careful, but everyone needs to go through it to learn something in this life so we have to move on. But i'm not saying it is terrible all the time because it depends on both people's maturity, I just had the bad luck of sharing it with a heartless person, and I was the one hurt in the end 🖤 but anyways life goes on i still cry to this date thinking about T
Talking about karmic relationships, i believe South Node in 4H in synastry is a huge indicator of past life conections, or just a comfortable feeling generally if not this kind of connection, so that can explain why you can attract certain ascendants more than others. For ex: I always attract cancer ascendants and my south node falls in their 4th house
Another ascendant I attract a lot is sagittarius but this ain't good always because they can be so stressful when underveloped. And this can be to the fact that my sun/mercury falls in their 1st house and my moon falls in their 7th house so they feel pulled to me in a sense? But as you all must know these overlays can be super superficial at times and I don't enjoy it always as the planet person... But overall I still love my sagittarius risings most of the time <3
There's something so sweet about Taurus Mercuries when they're talking that i find it underrated, yes everyone talks about how they have sensual voices but sometimes they're just cute. There's an undeniable charm in the way they talk like i just want to hear them talk all the time (this applies to both vedic and western)
Now to be honest one of the best placements for physical enchantment in synastry is ASC in the 5H overlay, as the asc person i just feel so much attracted to the asc's appearance and aura it's crazy, but i wanna experience it as the asc person too (hey aries risings how u doin)
This one's also a cliche but all of the twins i know have at least one placement of their big 6 in gemini! also as a gemini moon i've always attracted a lot of twins in my life and i've always wanted to have twins, still a dream though. But it runs in my mom's genetics since in her family there are thousands of twins so i still have chances guys!!
Not to brag or anything because i say it basing on other sag mercuries I know *yes we apparently attract each other like moths to flames lol*, but sagittarius mercuries are so fun to talk to when they want to, and specially online, they text like the most excited person ever with a lot of emojis and all of that, also their laugh are always gonna be loud or straight funny, be it personally or virtually. But i realize we only do that to who we really like and obviously the house placements also matters!! But yes independtly of anything ALL (I really mean all of them) sagittarius mercuries always want to be right and have the last word even if they know they're obviously wrong
Aries venus in the composite chart is so hot. Like i know it's in detriment but is just really fun and fiery to experience, specially if the house is favourable. Also, a lot of sparks coming out from each other when they're together and a palpable chemistry, everyone ships you two so get together already damn
Aquarius mercuries and their diction that makes them look like they're talking a language from another planet sometimes. Also, they seem like they're always talking weird things all the time, in a good way of course, I love them my babies! Also, they always seem to know random facts about literally everything and they have such a diverse taste for music, movies, ANYTHING. But they can be very misunderstanded sometimes because they're not gonna say what people expect them to say. But anyways aquariuses and sagittariuses always seem to get each other because they have similar tastes.
7H placements are people pleasers to the point where is destructive to themselves, but they can't help it, it's in their nature to do this. They all need a hug right now I love you, please take care of youself more and learn how to impose your boundaries, it's for your own health (a self-criticism)
stay with this dancing lady right here guys bye (me in the next party)
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Dinner and Diatribes😈
Moonknight Masterlist
Warnings: 18+ SEXY TIMES TO FOLLOW THE CUT. IF YOU ARE A MINOR ILL EAT YOUR SOUL. Sincerely though stay away. Inaccurate depiction of DID as made cannon by the show. Breeding kink, AFAB! Reader, fingering (f receiving), language, other fun things I’m forgetting, dirty talk(Jake got a big ass MOUTH!), public teasing, thigh riding, mentions of bodily fluids, oral fixation. If there’s something important I miss, message me pls and I’ll update.
Synopsis: You and Jake are called upon for a task from the gods, it’s also the first time you’ve had to dress nice and use a babysitter since the baby was born. Let’s just see how that goes huh…
A/N: This is the first time I’ve ever written smut. Be kind. Takes place in the Estrellita verse, so if you don’t understand the references to their kid, go read those. Special shout-out to @scytherella for her words of encouragement!
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Neither of you started out wanting to go to this dinner. There would be mobsters, swindlers, conmen, and you hoped you would be so lucky as to have a few other vigilantes there, but Matt Murdock was the only one likely to get an invite and if you had heard correctly, that fucker had broken ribs for the third time this month, and his new lady love had apparently tied him to the bed, and not in the sexy fun way. You were pissed first, you wouldn’t lie. Juno and Konshu needing you both to work this gala felt like over kill, but you’d both agreed as there were two separate deeds that needed to be done. Your parental leave was over.
Your sister readily agreed to take Aurora for the evening, and you couldn’t have been more grateful. It had been a hot minute since you and your boys had sincerely ventured anywhere alone together, let alone leaving for left for a mission, and you were beginning to be worried that it was a terrible idea.
“Aurora has got plenty of bottles in her bag, there’s two or three pouches for her to try, and her ‘mommy daddy blankie’ is in there as well.” You sighed, pushing your newly manicured fingers through your hair with a sigh.
“What’s her mommy daddy blanket?” Your sister snorted as she affectionately bounced your almost one year old baby on her hip. You laughed as you pulled one of Marc’s shirts with your lipstick stain on the collar that Aurora had staked her claim on out of the bag. “It’s one of Marc’s flannels. She saw it and said ‘dada’ and then grabbed the collar and said ‘mama’ and then she cried every time we tried to take it at nap time, so it’s hers now.” Your sister cooed at that and handed it to your baby, who now slightly fussed as she saw the shirt out in the open.
“That’s so goddamn adorable it’s sickening.” She muttered, squeezing your baby closer as Rory rubbed her face on the sleeve of the shirt.
“All those stuffed animals we buy, and she gets attached to Marc’s shirt. At least it’s not that Furby Cassie was obsessed with.” You laughed and your sister groaned.
“Oh god I know, that this was horrific.” She laughed, strapping your now dozing baby into the car seat you provided to her. “Well, Andreas is gonna pick up Cassie from Dance and we’re gonna go watch the Brazil vs. Argentina match with Ammi and Dad.” She sighed hefting the baby bag and the car seat to the door. “Don’t get into trouble, and make me another niece or nephew ok?” You snorted and flipped her off as she closed the door.
You basked in the silence for just ten minutes, then you put on Beyoncé and got to work. It had been a long time since you had to look this good, and you seriously needed some help. You primped, and showered, and shaved, and curled, and an hour later you were ready to begin your makeup. You’re glad you started the Beyoncé, you needed the confidence.
When Jake came in the house, Partition was blasting at full volume from the bedroom, and he knew that you meant business. He snuck to the door to watch you as you carefully carved out the line of your jaw, the shape of your nose. Fascinated himself by watching you dab at your eyelids, and curl your eyelashes with a blunted torture device he had no name for, then came his favorite part. The part that always made him want to worship at your alter. Your lips. Tonight’s color? Cherry. Red. He saw you pull out the tube, and just like every other time you’ve put on that lipstick, the way the vibrant red spread over your mouth, that pillowy soft oasis he revered. The sight shot straight to his cock. You were glorious, you sat at your vanity, resplendent in a black lacy thing, some kind of robe he supposed. He noticed that your nails matched the shade of your pretty mouth, and he pictured just what those hands, that mouth could be doing and he was again violently reminded why he put a baby in you in the first place.
You hadn’t had sex in a while. Heated makeouts more often ending in sleep than in anything interesting, you were both exhausted. Not only that but for the first month or so, sec was a no go anyway, prohibited to you by way of vaginal birth. That, and honestly Aurora had been putting you through the ringer, she still wasn’t sleeping through the night, and you both were taking turns doing missions here and there, the boys more than you. It wasn’t as if your hunger for each other had dimmed, you’d almost done the deed a couple times now, but it’s like your daughter had a sixth sense. She has somehow managed to thwart every attempt that has nearly gone somewhere. He couldn’t be mad though, she was too cute. They were getting pretty heated though, their desire boiling under their skin. So when he saw you, sitting so pretty, wearing his favorite shade of lipstick, he almost lost his mind.
“Querida,” he crossed the floor of your bedroom in seconds flat, pulling your arm to him and kissing your hand, your bicep, your shoulder, your neck. “Vas a tener que dejar de ser tan guapa, no tenemos tiempo.” You giggled out a moan and the beautiful sound had him closing his eyes in bliss, he kissed every available patch of skin, pulling the shoulder of your robe down a little as he went.
“Baby, we don’t have time!” You smirked hand reaching behind you to run through his curls, the feeling of your nails scraping at his scalp had him pressing his aching member into your back with a growl. You placed a kiss to his jaw and Jake had half a mind to throw you over his shoulder like a barbarian. “Go shower, and I promise that when we get home tonight, I’m all yours. Aurora is at my sisters until tomorrow. We have the time, after we take care of business.” Jake growled, but let go of you.
“Responsible and sexy? Lo vas a conseguir más tarde, princesa, solo espera.” He growled and grabbed your chin pressing a heated kiss to your cheek. He reveled in the way your eyes and nose scrunched with affection.
“I love you, shower, we gotta go in 45.” You blow him a kiss and he again struggles to remember just what the hell was so goddamn important that he couldn’t absolutely ravage you this very minute. You cross to the closet and it’s like a devastating sunset.
“Shhhhhit.” He groans, pulling his cap from his head and tossing it to the bed, then his leather jacket, then his keys. He could hear you mumbling the lyrics to whatever Beyoncé song started playing next.
‘I love your face
You love the taste
That sugar, babe
It melts away.’
It took every single ounce of discipline in his body to stop him from railing you in front of the full length mirror you were currently using to put your earrings in. He could see his alters in its reflection ogling you just as he was, his reflection behind you unbuttoning his shirt. Your eyes traveling hungrily as he exposed more and more of his tanned flesh to your hungry eyes.
“Can you believe we put a baby in that?” Marc groaned, running his hands through his hair with a heady, lust filled gaze.
“She’s a goddess.” Steven murmured rubbing his jaw and staring in wonder at her perfect tits, that we’re almost spilling out of her robe.
“Trust me, I know.” Jake mumbles turning towards the shower. He switched it all the way to cold and sighed and he scrubbed himself clean while thinking about little old ladies and Konshu’s mission. Anything to clear the intoxicating haze of you from his brain. Which didn’t really work, especially with his head mates chattering non stop about how they couldn’t wait to rail you later. “Listen Hermanos, shut the fuck up. We gotta focus, or we won’t be getting any piece of our cielito this evening.”
“Ok, you’re right. But you’re gonna have to-“ Marc started, as his hand slipped lower and lower until he finally felt relief and pleasure tingle up his spine.
“Don’t worry cabrón, I’m already on it.”
He stepped from the shower and went about putting on the suit you laid out for him, it was a black pinstriped number with a vest, white shirt, black tie. It felt a little Gomez Addams to him but eh, he was also a crazy man who loved a dangerous woman so what did he care. He noticed you also laid out the silver pocket watch you got him with the moon and sun engraved on it, it also had yours and your daughter’s initials on the inside. You had gotten him it for Christmas just two months after your daughter was born. He attached it to the watch chain and slipped it in his vest with a smile. He also laced up the fancy black and grey boots with steel toes you got for his birthday, and pulled on the black driving gloves with brass knuckles and little moon emblems that you gave him for Valentines. He loved all your little gifts, tokens of your life together that marked him as yours. It was cute, but he liked his way better. The bruises he’s leave on your neck, or thighs, or bre- he was getting carried away again.
He slicked his hair back and pulled on a black flat cap, also snagging his black wool overcoat and red scarf. He looked sharp. He spritzed a bit of the cologne you couldn’t resist on all of his pulse points and smiled devilishly in the mirror while combing out his beard with the beard oil you liked. The beard was a new addition to his appearance you couldn’t seem to resist. He loved it best when you sat on it and let him-
“Oi, think puppies and kittens mate, none of that.” Steven grumbled and he chuckled. He held his hands up in a gesture that said ‘you caught me, I’ll behave.’
“Go see if she’s ready man, you gotta go.” Marc grumbled and Jake turned up the collar on his coat. He strolled into the living room and grabbed the keys of your black SUV. You refused to get a ‘mom car’ as you put it, so the sleek, blacked out, SUV would have to do. It still held all you needed it to, it was very safe, and it was a lot easier for Jake to bullet proof than a minivan.
“¡Mi Vida! ¡Vamos! ¡Rápido!” He called clapping his hands once.
“Cállate, I’m coming.” He heard you say as you stepped out of the hall fastening the final piece of jewelry into place, a beautiful necklace with three phases of the moon representing each of your husbands. It rested deliciously between your breasts and Jake wanted to hold the chain between his teeth as he- “Earth to Jake?”
“Lo siento Querida, you just- wow.” He growled and took in her appearance with a wicked grin. You wore a slinky black number that really highlighted your postpartum curves, and breastfeeding boobs that he wished he could smother himself with. He wanted to run his tongue along every curve and dip in your flesh. He licked his lips slowly as you rolled your eyes and picked up your heels, walking to him and handing them over.
“Help me with the straps Mr. Lockley.” You sighed. He readily dropped to one knee and you slid into the first heel while your foot rested on his raised thigh, he fastened the strap and caressed your calf, giving it a little pat to signify he was finished. Then you slid into the other and he once again fastens the strap, this time letting his hand wander up the slit in your dress up the inside of your thigh. Until one of your slim, dainty, hands wrapped itself around his throat. He groaned and his eyes rolled back into his head and his fellow head mates made their arousal known, he’s pretty sure Steven passed out. “Tsk, tsk. Behave Señor. Be a god little pet, and I might give you a treat.” He nodded at your sultry little tease and leaned forward to kiss the exposed flesh of your thigh. You sighed through your nose and put your leg down. “Gracias Amor.” You smiled and grabbed him by the chin, smashing your mouth to his in a heady tangle of tongue and teeth before pulling away and fixing your makeup in the mirror by the front door.
“Gods,” Marc practically growled at you through the reflection in the mirror. “I just wanna pin her down and fuck that little attitude right out of her he-“
“Marc, don’t rile him up.” You said, looking pointedly into the reflection almost as if you could hear him there. Jake cackled and Steven grinned smacking Marc over the head in the already crowded mirror.
“Yeah yah git, they have to go.” Steven grinned.
“Don’t you dare, you just wanna stay in her good graces so she’ll suck our co-“ he was cut off by Jake hastily turning over the mirror and unlocking the door. He pressed himself into your back and rested one hand over your throat and the other spread just below your breasts. You moaned a bit as you felt him grind into you.
“Enough of that, if we don’t leave now, I’m going to fuck you against this door, mission be damned.” He growled. The wind picked up in the apartment ruffling your hair a bit and you growled.
“Stop that you big stupid bird, we’re just flirting, and if you fuck up my hair I’ll find a way to crush your skull.” She grumbled, stepping into the jacket that Jake now held open for her. It was stark white with red lapels and it matched your lipstick perfectly.
“Por los dioses, te quiero, mujer” he chuckled smacking your ass as you walked out the door. It was gonna be a long night.
The car ride over passed pretty innocuously, with you chatting about the mission and your daughter, while checking the Argentina and Brazil score. The only spot of trouble came when you fastened your gun to the holster on your thigh. Jake managed to not pull over and fuck you in the back seat though so you’d call it a win.
“Ok baby, so the plan is to dance and drink and party until a window opens up that we can steal those scrolls, when we’re mingling, I need to find MY mission, and drug up Misty Bradshaw’s baby daddy.” You said, tucking a red carnations into his lapel and tying your outfits together before you left the car.
“Who is Misty again Mi Vida?” He gently sweeps some of your curls out of your face and kisses your knuckles.
“She’s the daughter of that asshole mafioso, he married her off to her husband for territory remember? That’s why I gotta drug him, so we can give her a chance to get outta there without her father or baby daddy causing any trouble. She knows I’m coming to help. Frank Castle’s FBI buddy is coming to get her from her apartment, then she will testify, and get another hard hitter out of New York. That’s why Matt was supposed to come tonight too, he’s her lawyer.” You huffed in exasperation. “Foggy is gonna handle the case now instead, but I was hoping we would have DareDevil with her so she could have a little extra protection, but Frank offered to post up on a roof and listen in.”
“Ah, Claro que si.” He nodded, “and its just a happy accident that the little secret auction is happening tonight too? Very useful.”
“Two bird-“ you started, till the wind picked up again, and you changed your choice of idiom. “Jesus Konshu cool it- two for the price of one!”
Jake pulled into Valet parking and jogged to your side of the car. He opened your door and helped you out, flawlessly tossing the keys to a valet and palming your lower back, escorting you into the building. Instantly, he could feel eyes all over you. You were brilliant, and as he helped you from your coat, he didn’t need Daredevil’s freaky ears to know you made hearts skip a beat. He then tossed your coats to an attendant, and pulled his flat cap from his head, smoothing back his hair, glaring around the room to stop people from ogling you. You beautifully played the part of his doting wife as he slid his hand over your ass and gave a squeeze and a wink to all who were looking, signaling his claim over you. A band played lively old school Spanish big band music and he gently moved you both towards the bar. You stopped along the way so Jake could pretend to schmooze, his fake name was supposedly a big time Mexican coke dealer, with plenty of cash to blow, and he wanted to make sure that the word would make him more of an interest to your target. All while his hand continued to move lower on your ass.
“Watch that hand there slick, getting a little too rowdy.” You winked with a giggle, attempting to make yourself seem more like ditsy arm candy, but he could see the sharpness in your gaze. You cut your eyes at the bar where misty stood dutifully next to her forced husband, and you noticed instantly that her eye was blackened, and being covered up by purple eyeshadow and concealer. “Here’s what we’ll do, we’ll go overs there and drug Misty’s baby daddy,
And use his passing out as a distraction to get us to the hall with all the artifacts, sound good?” Jake nodded subtly and moved you next to them at the bar to order a drink. He sat, and pulled you onto his lap. He ordered for you and kissed your jaw, smiling at you deviously. He then picked the cigar out of his jacket pocket and lit it.
“You want a puff?” He asked, griping the cigar between his pointer middle finger. You liked a cigar every once in a while, so you nodded with a shrug. You figured he was just being flamboyant and extravagant to faint the attention of your mark. Until he grinned at you mischievously, then he took a pull and passed the smoke into your mouth with a kiss. You were shocked, but responded accordingly. You had to admit, that the taste of him and the smoke on your tongue was extremely erotic, and you squirmed a bit in his lap. He chuckled at your arousal and grabbed the back of your neck and squeezed, you were thuroughly enjoying your kiss, and when he pulled back it took you a second to regain your composure. If this game of cat and mouse went on any longer, you were gonna fuck him on this bar, mission and jail time be damned. When you regained your senses, you focused on finishing your mission. You looked around idly as Jake spoke with the bartender, rubbing sensuous circles on your thigh. Then, you rested your head on your hand on the bar, and pretended to notice and just love Misty’s dress.
“Oh my!” You gasped, turning to the couple next to you. “Your dress is lovely!” You giggled pleasantly, Misty smiled and thanked you, and Jake pretended to notice and ‘attempt to real you in.’
“Leave them hermosa, they’re on a date. Surely this fine young couple doesn’t want to be bothered on a fine night like this.” He flicked his hand in the direction of the dance floor, “besides, I will have to leave you soon, and I’m sure, Un joven de aspecto serio como este, is bound to be joining me, let him enjoy the fine company of his woman, while I enjoy mine.” He but your ear and you pouted, he kissed your bottom lip and you started to stand and walk away, realizing who you were though, and wanting to make a prosperous connection, the man in question hastened to please you both fairly quickly.
“No! It’s fine!” He chuckled amiably, “let them have their fun, this way the ladies have a friend while we attend to business so they don’t get into trouble.” He chuckled. You pretended to clap in joy and leaned across his drink to get closer to Misty with a wink. When you leaned, you subtly dropped a pill into the amber liquid, and pretended to make polite conversation with her about the baby. While Jake distracted her husband with the possibility of ‘buissness’ to give enough time to let the pill dissolve. You both carried on your conversations, and when it had been long enough, Jake proposed a toast to put the next part of your plan into motion.
“To beautiful women, and good business.”
He winked chauvinistically, and you watched with satisfaction as the asshole downed his drink and its special little surprise. “Well, I shall see you in una hora, but for now, I want to dance.” He winked and you rubbed your noses together. He then spun you onto the dance floor, and you started to dance your way towards your second location.
“He drank it all Preciosa,” he muttered into your neck as you mamboed across the room to ‘Shingaling’ by Kako y Su Orquesta. You looked the perfect picture of a couple in love. “Now to get to that door.” He spun you and you rolled your hips and took note of the destination.
“No problem, now to convince people we’re just a sexed up couple looking to sneak off, so when our distraction starts we can disappear without anyone being the wiser. Think you can manage Papí?” You grinned looking every bit the cat who caught the canary, and Jake growled, rolling your hips into his rhythmically. You gasped at the already very prominent bulge in his pants. He spun you twice and then worked his way lower, you continued to smile and dance in time, but you gasped in shock and pleasure suddenly when you realized he- “Did you just bite my ass?” You laughed continuing to dance with him, slowly getting more and more worked up.
“Sí, like in that movie you like so much.” He grinned and you threw your head back in a laugh, and it took everything in him not to also bite the smooth column of your throat.
“Devils Advocate!?” you giggled, “well, you’re certainly taking our role to heart.
“No! I’m always this crazy for your mi corazón. Haven’t you noticed.” He smiled as you laughed again, that beautiful sound like sweet music to his ears.
“Of course I know that babe, now let’s do our jobs and not cause too much trouble.” You giggled as you saw other women around the room glaring at you in jealousy, seeing you living the dream with your beautiful man.
“No hay problema, mi tentadora, tu deseo es mi orden.” He spun you across the room and watched the door, while you watched for your distraction. He downed two more drinks as you got closer, good, it would sell your distraction even better. You watched Agent Madani approach and position herself next to Misty and as you reached the door, the man shot back another Whiskey and fell into his wife. Madani caught Misty with ease, and pretended to escort her to the bathroom to clean up, as her Father’s men escorted her now totally inebriated husband to their car. Madani would help her into a waiting FBI vehicle that would lead her to safety. Using the chaos, you and Jake slipped into the hall where all of the artifacts were being kept. He lead you directly to the room with the scrolls.
“Konshu says it’s here, we will grab them, replace them with the fakes, and leave.” You nodded and stood at the door to cover him and play lookout.
“No cameras?” You questioned warily.
“No, too many known criminals in the building to risk video evidence.” He said, searching methodically for his prize. He finally found them when you heard the footsteps approaching.
“Jake, we got company.” You muttered as he slid the scrolls into his coat and hurried to shut the door.
“Shit.” He muttered and cornered you into the wall with one of his legs between your thighs and your wrists caged over your head in one of his hands. He rolled your heat into his thigh with his free hand and you moaned as the pleasure struck your core. He had been working you up all night, and the sudden pleasure almost made you delirious with want. He kept doing it as the footsteps got closer. “Here baby, fuck yourself on my thigh,” he grunted and stared at you with hunger.
“Gotta give ‘em a good show so they won’t know how naughty we’ve really been.” You moaned again as the slick gathered and surely made a place on his beautiful suit. He kissed and sucked at your neck, and you really began to worry that he forgot where you were and was gonna make you cum on his thigh while you harbored stolen Egyptian artifacts.
“Hey! You there! You can’t be in this hallway!” Jake growled into your neck and it shot straight to your core. Then as if flipping a switch, he smiled amicably at the armed guards and raised his hands bouncing the thigh you pressed into lightly, it was sweet torture.
“Lo siento, amigo. We got a little… carried away.” He winked and you dug your head in his neck with a giggle, playing the part of a love drunk bimbo to a tee, he rolled your hips once more and you giggled out on a moan. Then you felt him grip your ass and lower you from his thigh. You weren’t expecting to be so unsteady on your feet, but in all fairness you hadn’t really had sex with your husband in a minute. Jake caught you as you stumbled a bit and chuckled at the guards.
“She gets a little frisky when she’s got a little wine in her, can’t blame me can yah?” He gestured vaguely at your body and you leaned forward a bit, showing off your tits just a bit to distract them. It worked, but you could feel Jake tensing in displeasure. Body already rigid and dangerous, you could see that smile that graced his face, the look of someone unhinged lingering behind his sharp toothed smile, it aroused you even more.
“Uh no-“ The security guard gulped and stuttered in wonder, pushing his partner back a bit. “No worries, just uh- go back to the party.” You smiled gratefully and patted him on the cheek, dragging Jake back into the party as you made your way to the door. You giggled and swooned and Jake plays his part beautifully. Smacking your ass and grinding himself into your rear in front of all the right eyes so nobody would suspect anything suspicious from the early departure, you honestly think he was doing it more for himself than your act, but you weren’t complaining. You collected your coats and stood kissing until The valet brought around your car. Jake tipped him generously and helped you into your seat, and you couldn’t help but blush at the way he caressed your ass as you crawled in.
“Jesus Jake, you couldn’t think of a more conspicuous distraction?” You groaned, rubbing your soaked thighs together and turning up your air vent as he got in the car.
“No, I wanted you, it was just a happy coincidence that your needy cunt was an ample distraction for those guards.” He chuckled evilly and ran the hand he wasn’t using to drive up the inside of your thighs. You sighed and opened your legs for him a little more. “And now, you’re gonna be all warmed up by the time we get home, so all I gotta do is bury myself in my pussy and have my way with you.” He started slow, sliding his fingers through your already soaked folds with a grin. “Ooooh, I should have known you’d already be ready for me.” You whimpered and squirmed, trying to gain more friction where you needed it most. He pulled his hand away and smacked your thigh, you yelled out in shock. The little jolt of pain giving way to more pleasure, just making him want you more. “No, don’t be greedy cielito, I’ll take care of you, I promise.” He started to slowly thrust in and out with one finger, and you whimpered, needing more. Jake was always like this, playing with you slowly, and then pouncing when you least expect it, it was infuriating, you pressed your legs together around his hand and whined with frustration.
“Go on then, make her beg for it.” Steven could be seen biting his lip in the rear view mirror and Jake grinned at his suggestion. He was amused by his soft spoken head mate’s desire to see you squirm. It’s always the quiet ones.
“Nah Steven, she’s been such a good girl, taking care of our baby, taking care of us, shouldn’t we give her a reward?” Marc grinned at Jake, and he nodded slightly. Marc loved to torture you, but not like he and Steven. Marc wanted to see those pretty eyes of yours fill with tears as he drove you to ecstasy over and over, till you were nothing but a bawling mess of heat and pleasure. He decided to give the best of both worlds.
“Awe, is my girl getting frustrated? How do you think I feel? You’ve been keeping me from my pussy for so long. No, but that’s not true is it?” He tutted, and slowed his finger crooking it inside you to hit that place within you that made you see stars, he was going so slow you could swear you could make out every bump and ridge of his tortuous finger. It wasn’t enough and he knew it, you were practically sobbing with frustration. “No, you’ve been a good girl huh? Taking such good care of our baby? You’re such a good mami, taking care of our baby and never once complaining? Yeah, that’s right.” He felt your walls start to clench around his finger as he praised you and he grinned, he loved how much you desired his praise. “Yes you have, and you know what? Las buenas chicas merecen una recompensa.” Then he unceremoniously thrust two of his long thick digits into you two knuckles deep. The mix of the rough pads of his fingers running across the spongey patch of your inner walls that he found so easily, and his filthy words almost took you out. It was a miracle you didn’t cum instantly. You whimpered and thrust yourself onto his hand, working yourself towards your end. It was the most pleasure you’d felt in months, and you knew you wouldn’t last long. “That’s it baby, get my pussy ready for me, use my hand. Quiero que esté lista antes de que nos detengamos en nuestra calle.”
You moaned and let Jake work you towards your end, the coil in your belly winding tighter with each thrust of his fingers. His eyes flicked over to your writing body every once in a while as he drove, driving you insane with need for his full attention on wanton your flesh. “Papi, Te quiero, te necesito. Please!” He groaned at your begging and brought his thumb to move tight little circles over your aching bud. With the added pleasure you saw stars. Was it always this good? Or were you just starved for his hands on your flesh. You didn’t know and honestly, you couldn’t even bring yourself to care. You were seeing white, and you felt like you were on fire. “That’s it baby, let me hear you. Cum on my fingers. Cum for me.”
He said those words and something in you snapped, and you flooded his palm with your release. Jake almost ran you off the road.
“Holy shit, babe.” Jake groaned and pulled his now soaked fingers from your spasming hole, putting them directly in his mouth with a pornographic moan that almost had you coming again. “You gripped my fingers so tight, Estoy deseando estar dentro de ti. You always taste so good, always so warm and wet and ready for me.” You we’re trying to catch your breath and it was damn near impossible. “Now, let’s get en la casa, and see if we can’t give Aurora a sibling, sí?” You hadn’t even realized you made it home.
Needless to say, your night was a busy one, filled with laughter and pleasure, it was the most relaxed you’d been in weeks, and you had just robbed and taken down a criminal organization. After cleaning up and laying back down, you both started to realize you really miss your baby.
“Querida…” Jake sighed, nuzzling into your neck as you dozed a bit. You couldn’t help it, your body was tired, that was probably the most exercise you’d done in weeks.
“Yes amor?” You mumbled sleepily.
“Do you think Aurora is sleeping?” He asked tentatively. You resisted the urge to laugh, it was funny to think that just seconds ago, this man was fucking you absolutely senseless, and now he was shyly asking you if you thought your infant was awake at 11:30 because he missed her.
“I don’t know, do you want me to text my sis-“ you started and he cut you off by excitedly handing you your phone. “Ok, got it.” You really did laugh then, his daughter is his number one weakness, and you loved that about him. You shot off a text to your sister, and as it turns out, she was just now leaving your mothers with the kids and a very drunk husband in toe, she face times you with a grin.
“Andreas and Daddy got a liiiittle too excited.” She laughed, buckling a very sleepy Cassie into her seat. You laughed as she pointed the camera at her husband, who was plastered and could be seen struggling to fasten his seatbelt in the passengers side of her van. She flipped the camera back around and chuckled while closing the door. “Oh good! Here.” She then walked up to your Ammi with a grin, and there was your baby, chewing on the sleeve of Marc’s shirt and babbling in content. “She’s a little keyed up, she napped until about 8ish, but she’s gonna crash once she gets in the car I’m sure.”
“Mumumumah!” Your little girl mumbles around the fabric in her mouth and you smiled, blowing her kisses.
“Hi baby girl! I love you” You smiled as Jake tugged on your sleeve so you’d hand over the phone, “look!” Then you handed the phone to Jake and she practically screamed with excitement.
“DADADADADADA!” She yelled, flapping her arms and leaning to kiss the phone screen. One of those big, slobbery, open mouth, baby kisses that he was so fond of. She was a total daddy’s girl.
“Oh! Mi Vida! Oh my baby!” He fake cried and your daughter, mother, and sister laughed at his extravagance and dramatic sense of humor, that he only truly showed for his family. “I miss you! Sleep good for tu tía Allison para mí, por favor!” He smiled at her with all the love he could hold, and you fell for him all over again.
“Dadada.” Aurora smiled enthusiastically, and kissed the phone again. Jake thanked her, and said his good nights, and your mom handed Allison’s phone back with promises to see you both tomorrow for brunch.
“Alright, I’m gonna take my little army home, and we will see you in the morning. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!” She said with a smile and hung up the phone. You both sighed in content, the ache of missing your baby girl subsiding, the exhaustion of the day settling in. You still had one more go in you though.
“Jake?” You sighed curling up on his chest and drawing patterns with your hand.
“¿Sí, alma mía?” He sighed, burying his nose in your tousled hair.
“Let’s have another baby.” You grinned and felt him tense with the sudden want you just hit him with. Like a cold bucket of water being dumped over someone’s head, he was awake now.
“A la luz de mi vida, pensé que nunca lo preguntarías.”
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