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flightlessangelwings · 7 months

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Ktober 2023 Day 3- Exhibitionism

Bishop Losa x fem!reader

Word count- 1.2k

Warnings- s.mut (18+ ONLY!), fingering, public sex, hint at a bj,dirty talk, praise kink, cum eating, reader wears short shorts and a low cut top, no use of y/n

Notes- I had SO much fun writing this one y'all have no idea! And it was something a little different for me too! Prompt list made by me. Enjoy!

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“Nice shot, baby,” Bishop purred as you sank another ball in the net.

The two of you played pool in the clubhouse while everyone else gathered and drank and laughed. Angel and Coco played darts in the corner, and they squabled like siblings when each thought the other was losing. Visitors from other chapters of the Mayans filled the clubhouse, and everyone was having a great time.

But all Bishop could focus on was you. How sexy you looked when you bent over the pool table to take your shot. How your brow furrowed in concentration, your determination to beat him apparent on your face. How your breasts started to spill out of your top. How your shorts were just short enough to show a little hint of asscheck, something Bishop always loved.

Vaguely, you were aware of Bishop's heavy gaze on you, but you were too focused on your shot to put your full attention to. You cursed under your breath when you missed your next shot, but when you turned to him next to you, your heart pounded in your chest. Sweat lined your brow, and it wasn’t just from the heat inside the space.

Bishop eyed you up and down with a smirk on his face, “Baby you’re so fuckin’ sexy when you care about a stupid game of pool like that,” his tone was low as he sauntered towards you, closing the space between your bodies and settling slightly behind you.

“Bish,” you couldn’t help the soft giggle that escaped your lips as he caressed your hips and pressed his body against yours. But, as he grasped your ass, giving it a little smack, you let out a low moan that would have caught the attention of anyone nearby if it weren’t for a roar of laughter that erupted at the same time.

“I bet I could fuck you with my fucking fingers right here and no one would notice,” Bishop groaned into your ear as he nibbled on your neck and a hand dripped under the hem of your shorts.

“You what?!” you were caught off guard by his words. But, as he tickled your pussy every so slightly, you found any care you might have had vanished.

“Do you want me to, baby?” Bishop purred, “You want me to fuck you with my fingers right here? Let anyone who might notice see you cum on my fuckin’ fingers?”

If you said the word, Bishop would pull away, albeit he would definitely take you into a closet or bathroom and fuck you in private instead. You felt his hardening cock against your thigh and you let out another moan. The room spun as you thought it over, “I want you to,” you finally whispered as you turned your head and kissed him deeply.

“Let me hear you say it, sweetheart,” he murmured as he bucked his hips against your body and sank his hand lower into your shorts, feeling the warmth of your cunt under his fingers.

“I want you to fuck me with your fingers… Right here,” your tone was low and sultry and dripped with need, “And let anyone watch as you make me cum.”

“That’s my girl,” Bishop growled as he suddenly dove two fingers into your pussy.

You gasped at the sudden intrusion and lurched forward to grab onto the pool table for balance. Bishop stayed close, using his body to support you from behind as he pumped his fingers in and out of you, “Fuck baby… So wet for me.”

All you could do was moan as your body quickly warmed from his touch.

Bishop wrapped his other arm around your body and cupped at your breast through your shirt, rubbing at your nipple through the fabric, “Does it turn you on, sweetheart?” he asked in a deep voice, “That anyone could look over and see you like this?”

“Y-yes,” you admitted in a whisper.

A low chuckle rumbled in his chest, “Anyone could look over here and see how fucking sexy you look like this,” he thrust his fingers more roughly into you, hitting spots deep inside you, “But they can only see your face, baby… This fucking pussy,” he gave another harsh thrust, “Is mine.”

“Yours,” you moaned as you saw stars. You gripped the table so hard you almost felt like it could break under your grasp, but you didn’t care. You couldn’t care about anything else other than how good Bishop fucked you with his fingers, and how much you craved your release.

“That’s my good girl,” Bishop praised as his rubbed your clit with his thumb, “So fuckin’ good taking my fingers right here in the fucking clubhouse.”

“Bish…”

Suddenly he froze. When you let out a whine, he murmured your name, “Looks like we caught someone’s attention, baby.”

You opened your eyes, not even realizing you had closed them, noticing a prospect from the other chapter across the room. His eyes bore into you and his thoughts were easy to read from the look on his face. His jaw clenched and he had a grip on his beer bottle so tight that he might shatter at any second.

“Why don’t we give him a show?” you purred as you turned and gave Bishop a heated kiss.

“I fucking love you, baby,” Bishop chased your lips when you broke away and kissed you once more before he started thrusting his fingers into you once more.

You moaned loudly against his lips as you rested your head on his shoulder, surrendering yourself to the Mayan completely. Your mind swam as you felt your orgasm quickly build from Bishop hitting your sweet spot over and over again while his thumb grazed your clit.

“He can watch, baby,” Bishop growled as he picked up his pace, “But he can’t have you,” his tone dropped as his grip on you tightened, “You’re fucking mine.”

“Yours… Yes… Fuck…”

“That’s it, sweetheart, cum for me,” Bishop groaned as he felt your inner muscles clench around his fingers, “Show that fucking prospect what he can’t have.”

With that, you came hard with a scream. Your entire body trembled as you fought to keep yourself upright against the pool table, and you felt yourself gush onto Bishop’s fingers. He talked you through your climax, mumbling praises and curses in your ear as you rode out your high on his fingers.

The only reason no one else noticed was because the prospect snapped his beer bottle in his head the moment you screamed, and everyone else was too busy watching him to notice what you and Bishop were up to on the other side of the room. Some of the others cursed and berated the prospect, but a fierce look from Bishop kept him quiet about why he suddenly caused a scene.

“That’s my good girl,” Bishop cooed your ear in a softer tone as he pulled out of you, “So fucking sexy,” he added as he turned you to face him and made you watch as he licked his fingers clean, “And delicious too.”

“Bish!” you playfully chastised him with a light smack on his shoulder as your face felt hot, “That was really hot, though,” you admitted as you shimmied your shoulders softly and placed your hands on his chest, “How about I return the favor?” your tone dropped as you slowly sank to your knees, “Right fucking here.”

Bishop’s eyes went wide and a pulse of need shot through his veins, “Baby, I fuckin’ love you,” he blurted out as he readied himself for your mouth.

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darklydeliciousdesires · 2 years

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Envy - A Bishop Losa/Reader Smut Drabble.

Hot, nasty voyeurism with Bishop? You got it! ;)

Words - 820

Warnings - Absolute filth below the cut. Under 18? This isn’t for you!

He ruts up into you with strong, sharp snaps of his hips, but it’s slow, deliberate, his cock drawing back languidly only to fill you with a rapid surge once more. The pleasure is biting, both steeped in fire and frost, your nerves bouncing in symphony, your hair wound around his fist as he keeps your head pulled back, his other hand stroking a path of pure heat and sin over your body, clutching your breasts, short nails leaving crescents on your hip, your breaths soft and fluttery.

He groans in your ear, deep and dirty, his tongue skimming the edge, biting your lobe, his dark eyes watching the reflection in the mirror before you of how he’s fucking you from behind, his hand moving to your clit, fingers rubbing at the slick bud, your wail making him grin.

“Yeah, you look so hot, split around my cock, don’t you, sweetheart? Yeah, you do,” he grumbles, his rasp all smoke and salt, your neck bitten, his hand tugging harder at your hair. Oh god, what a man he is. Fuck. A man who fucks rough and dirty, chuckling in your ear as he sends tingles of utter rapture dancing through you, lightning flickering at the base of your spine, his cock punching into you deep, deep, deep. “Fuck, you’re so goddamned wet,” he continues, before looking over at the third pair of eyes in the room, the pair watching from the corner. “She get this wet for you, bro?”

There’s nothing magnanimous about his question. It’s taunting, because he knows, Bishop Losa knows well from the look on your boyfriend's face, that he doesn’t evoke the same sexual delirium within you. He doesn’t measure up to him, and that’s part of the reason he agreed to the request you broached him with, your guy wanting to watch his girl get fucked by an outlaw, because he knew, he just knew, he’d do it better.

He also wanted you to watch while he did it, hence the mirror, your eyes never leaving reflection of you getting railed so dirtily, not even to watch your boyfriend, who did think it would be arousing to witness, a dangerous criminal fucking his lady, who now just looks on in mild horror at how much more you’re enjoying being fucked by Bishop than you ever have him. You? You’re too lost in ecstasy, your cunt fluttering around his cock, spearing you with perfect finesse again and again, his groans making your heart thunder in your chest, your clit stroked so well, he has entire constellations of stars streaking through you.

“Okay, you can stop now,” your boyfriend suggests, Bishop rumbling with laughter.

“Nope, I ain’t done yet, homeboy. You said you wanted to watch me fuck your girl. What you did not say is that I couldn’t do it better than you do. Because look at her. We both know I do,” he pants, kissing your neck, tongue licking at your cheek.

He gets out of his chair, taking a step to approach. “No, really.”

Bishop’s hand leaves your clit, reaching to his kutte beside you, pulling his gun out. “You wanna get shot? Take one more step and I can make that happen for you. I’m not stopping until your girl cums all over my cock, so you can either stay and watch that happen, or you can fuck off. Choice is yours.”

Never in your life, have you ever, ever been so turned on. Truth is, you’re a bad girl and likely, you should have finished with your boyfriend a while ago. But you thought you’d give this suggestion a try, see if it could provoke a little more fire into your sex life with him. As it turns out, the fire that got ignited came from a completely different source, spelling one thing loud and clear.

He looks on at you, waiting for your input, Bishop very deliberately fucking up into you savagely, evoking a wail, biting the side of your neck. “Mmm, that’s a good girl. You get nice and loud for daddy.” Hearing those words, you feel as if you’re about to explode with the raw nastiness, the absolute filth of it, of him, your boyfriend, if he still even is that at all turning and leaving the bedroom, the sound of your front door closing behind him audible a few moments later.

Bishop puts down his gun, returning his dextrous fingertips to your clit, circling slow and hard. “This pussy ain’t his any longer, is it, baby?”

“Oh, fuck no!”

“Who does it belong to now, hmm?” Stopping his circling, he slaps you a few times, your body jolting, your mouth dropping open. Shit, he’s too good.

“It’s yours, I’m yours!”

His tongue glides the column of your neck, pleasure trickling down your spine and puddling at your cunt, his cock glistening with your wetness. “Damn right, it is.”

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