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Day 34: Kiss me under the Mistletoe
Fandom: Encanto
Character: Bruno Madrigal
Naughty or Nice
Warnings: Nothing to graphic, I'm to tired to write graphic smut
A/n: Should have been posted yesterday.
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Bruno has become more affectionate ever since he came back to you and you weren't about to complain because you finally had the man you loved back in your arms.
Now sitting in your small home you gave Bruno a teasing smile. You two were both alone, you were happy Mirabel opted to watch your son. Letting your fingers run through the man's hair, he gave you a nervous smile.
"I...what's with that look?"
Laughing softly, your fingers ran down his cheek as you hummed softly. "Kiss me under the Mistletoe?"your voice dipped, eyes darkened for a moment as your nails then slipped down his back, gripping him tightly to your body.
Blinking a few times, Bruno ran his tongue over his lips as he nodded his head quickly. "I...I can do that!"
Bruno groans softly as he feels your nails digging into his back, a mixture of pleasure and pain coursing through his veins. He relishes in the sensation, his desire for you growing with each passing second.
His hands, strong and possessive, roam over your body, exploring every curve and dip. His touch is both gentle and firm, eliciting shivers of pleasure as he trails his fingers along your skin.
Biting your lip you then let your fingers slowly moved back to his curls giving it a soft tug.
Feeling your tugging on his hair, Bruno's desire intensifies. He leans into your touch, allowing you to guide him, to show him exactly what you desire. His lips leave a trail of hot, open-mouthed kisses along your neck, his teeth gently grazing your skin, leaving behind a tantalizing mark.
With a low, husky voice, he whispers against your ear, "Tell me. Tell me what you want. I'm here to give you everything."
His words send a shiver down your spine as you feel his desire for you burning brightly. Your pleasure becomes his priority as he continues to explore and worship your body, his movements becoming more fervent and purposeful.
Together, you and Bruno lose yourselves in the depths of passion, a dance of desire and pleasure that ignites a fire within both of you. In this moment, there is only you, him, and the overwhelming connection that binds you together.
Under the mistletoe, you and Bruno share a moment of passion and love, a moment that will forever be etched in your memories.
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daisies-daydreams · 1 month
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Hello, I hope ur having a lovely day. ^^ (I have a fic request for Encanto, 22 yrs old btw)
May I request, Bruno Madrigalxfem!reader, in which they have a couple dynamic similar to Roger and Jessica rabbit. The reader is one of the most beautiful and sought out woman in all of the village, villagers constantly ask for her hand/show interest in her, not knowing she’s already in a relationship with Bruno. 🥰 If it were up to her, she would gladly and proudly display their relationship to the village but Bruno told her to keep it a secret for now since he feels like he’ll ruin her reputation 🥺
Maybe one day the madrigals are having a family dinner together and Bruno decides to tell his family about his gf but no one believes him, they all think he’s lying about being in a relationship 😭 even Mirabel struggles to fully believe him even though she tries to be optimistic about it lol. Until his gf actually shows up one day and the whole family is shocked 😂 not only is he in a relationship but he scored the most sought out woman in the village. 😂
The villagers to the reader: “What do u even see in that guy!?!?” 🤨
Reader: “He makes me laugh 😏”
Bcuz of this experience, reader decides it’s time to no longer hide their relationship. And proudly shows off her man to the village, lots of pda with a very flustered but happy Bruno. 😊💕✨After all that, Reader and Bruno have a picnic date together, where smut ensues~👀✨
(BONUS POINTS if reader is taller than Bruno 😭🙏🏻✨)
(Sorry for the long request. I tried to be specific as possible, no worries if u can’t write all of it ^^)
Thanks again and have a good day. ❤️
Mi Vida (Bruno Madrigal x F!Reader)
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Pairing: Bruno Madrigal x F!Reader Category: Fluff/Smut  Warnings: PDA, Secret (not so secret) Relationship, Unwanted Flirting, Hand Jobs, Oral Sex (M! and F! Receiving), Delayed Orgasm, Sub!Bruno Madrigal, Unprotected P in V Sex (You Know to the Drill), Cowgirl Position, Semi-Public Sex, Cumming Too Quickly, Cum Eating, Swearing, Pet Names   Word Count: 6.5k+ A/N: OMG Bruno is literally my favorite Disney character! 😭🙏🏻💗 Thank you so much for your sweet request and I hope you enjoy!
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“¡Muchas gracias, Señora (L/N)!” Mirabel chirped as she took the box of fresh Aborrajados from you [Thank you very much, Ms!]. You smiled and gave the young woman a short nod, some flour still caked on your face after rushing over from your bakery.
“De nada, Mirabel,” you smiled warmly [You're welcome]. You caught a glimpse of Bruno slinking behind one of the newly reconstructed pillars of Casita, his eyes soft and lips drawn into a sheepish smile. You giggled softly and leaned down to Mirabel. “Tell your familia I said hello,” you grinned warmly [family]. She hummed before following your line of sight. Bruno tensed and quickly tried to shift back into the shadows…only to trip over a large potted plant.
You gasped and nearly rushed to his side before he stumbled back to his feet. Bruno’s eyes were as wide as saucers as his cheeks flushed with pink. The dark-haired man flashed you a toothy grin and gave you a small wave. You giggled and waved back. Mirabel looked between the two of you and gave a small smile.
“Thank you again for the treats,” the young woman beamed. You blinked.
“Hm? Oh, you’re welcome,” you said before stealing another glance of your beloved…only to find him gone from your line of sight. "Buenas noches, Mirabel," you sighed while giving her a tired smile. The young girl gave a quick nod before you saw yourself off. A soft sigh left your lips as Casita slowly closed the front doors with a light creak. You bit the inside of your cheek as you turned on your heel, the sun already starting to set over the crest of the tall mountains surrounding the Encanto.
Suddenly, a high-pitched squeak resonated through the air. You froze in place before hearing it again, this time followed by a soft rustling of leaves. You slowly took a few steps closer towards a bush nearby, your heart pounding beneath your chest as you hesitantly pushed the branches back. You gasped when a baby capybara suddenly poked its head out; it's button eyes sparkling as it titled its head curiously. You cooed and bent down, your large, colorful skirt billowing around your legs as you picked up the tiny creature.
“Aw, que linda,” you murmured [how cute]. The little, furry pup tilted its head to the other side and sniffed your hand before squeaking happily. You laughed softly as it rubbed its head against your palm and flicked its ears. You looked up when you heard Alma Madrigal and the others gathering around in the dining room, their voices filtering through the open window just above your head.
"What are those, mi vida?" Julieta asked her youngest daughter as she carried the box of treats into the room.
"Aborrajados. (Y/N) brought them from her bakery just now," the young woman piped up. You smiled as you stroked the capybara's soft fur while it cuddled up in your lap.
"(Y/N), eh?" Felix asked. Mirabel hummed in reply as she took her seat. "I remember when your Tío Bruno had the biggest crush on her when we were teenagers," he chuckled. You cover ed your mouth and giggled as you recalled the first time you caught Bruno staring at you in the marketplace; his hand picking at a loose strand of his ruana as he gave you a shy smile.
"Aha, yep," you heard Bruno chuckle nervously before he started to drum his fingers on the table. The sound of silverware clinking filled the air as the family began to feast on their meal.
"She's always been such a sweet girl. Remember when she danced with you at Julieta's wedding?" Alma piped up. You could imagine your love tugging at the collar of his brown shirt as cleared his throat.
"S-Sí, Mamá," he muttered. A giddy smile crossed your features as you recalled him constantly muttering apologies for stepping on your feet...only for you to hush him with a quicky peck on his cheek. You've never seen someone blush such a deep shade of red in your life.
"I always wondered why she never married. She's the most beautiful woman in the whole village," Félix stated nonchalantly. You felt a gust of wind explode from the room as a low rumble of thunder reverberated across the walls. "That is…the most beautiful woman after you, mi amor," the man's voice wavered nervously. You could only imagine the look of irritation on Pepa's face.
"You know, I always wondered why she never found a husband, either," Mirabel said. You tucked your bottom lip beneath your teeth as you shifted your gaze to your beloved. His face was drawn with a tense expression as he sucked in a sharp breath, his fingers almost vibrating against the table as he bounced his leg.
"Probably because we've been seeing each other this whole time," Bruno suddenly blurted out. Your jaw dropped as the whole room went dead silent.
For so long, he refused to confess your relationship to the village...let alone his own family. You understood why - even after he “returned” to the Encanto and helped rebuild his home, quite a few villagers were still weary of the prophetic Madrigal. Despite the countless times you've reassured him that you didn't care what everyone else thought, he refused to allow his reputation to "ruin you".
You were pulled back to the present when you heard the Madrigal's whisper amongst themselves.
“Really?” Bruno’s brother-in-law, Agustín, bluntly asked.
“Agustín,” Julieta chastised her husband with a loud whisper. You peeked through the window as you cradled the pup in your arms, your fluttering as you waited for Bruno to continue. The whites of his eyes nearly swallowed the two pools of hazel resting within them as he gulped. Your beloved eventually took a deep breath and puffed out his chest a little.
“S-Sí,” he answered while knocking on the wooden surface of the table. A long pause remained as your heart skipped a beat. You anxiously held your breath as you studied the faces of everyone in the room. The family members exchanged glances before a low rumble of chuckles filtered through the dining room. You furrowed your brows as amused smiles washed over their faces.
"That's a good one, bro!" Félix chortled before slapping his hand on the table.
“B-But it’s true!” Bruno stammered as he frantically looked around. Your heart burned as you clenched your jaw and narrowed your eyes. His gaze locked with his youngest nieces as he furrowed his brows. “You believe me…right, Mirabel?” your love asked with pleading eyes. His niece tensed in her seat, her lips drawn in a tight line.
“I…I don’t know, Tío,” she sighed while looking down at her lap. Bruno's shoulders slumped as he wrung his hands together. “I mean, it’s not impossible…but how come you never really mentioned it until now?” Mirabel questioned. The chatter suddenly broke when the youngest Madrigal, Antonio, gasped.
“Where did Sofia go?!” he cried. You squeaked and ducked your head as everyone began to scramble around the dining room. You looked down at the baby capybara and raised your brows while it sniffed your palm.
"I'm guessing that's you," you whispered. You flinched when someone suddenly poked their head out the window. You instantly relaxed as Bruno met your gaze.
“Hola, hermoso,” you murmured [Hello, handsome]. Bruno blinked, his cheeks still dusted with scarlet as he gave you an uneasy expression.
“Hi…” he quietly replied as his eyes trailed down to your lap. "You found Sofia," he muttered. You giggled and nodded as you handed him the pup...but not before you stole a quick kiss on his cheek. Bruno's eyes widened as you let your lips linger against his stubbly skin.
“I could come inside there right now and prove them wrong, you know,” you said as you twirled one of his thick, curly locks between your fingers. You leaned forward a little more, your warm breath falling against his lips as he nearly dropped the young pup. "I've missed the feeling of your lips against mine," you purred. Your love swallowed thickly as he stared at your mouth with his deep, hazel eyes.
“Is she out there, Bruno?!” his sister, Pepa, suddenly shouted nearby. He tensed and shifted his gaze between the dining room and you. Bruno squeezed his eyes shut and sighed heavily.
“Lo siento, mi corazón,” he murmured while giving you an apologetic look [I’m sorry, my heart]. You reached out as he dipped back inside, leaving you kneeling on the patch of grass below. You sighed while everyone rejoiced in the dining room, happy to have found Antonio’s little friend. You smoothed your hands over your skirt before slowly rising to your feet. Your heart ached for your beloved as you began to walk away from Casita, the house shutters groaning and waving at you as if beckoning you to return. You simply shook your head before turning back to the stone path ahead of you.
The sky was painted with a collage of orange and blue hues as you stepped into the village. Streetlights flickered overhead as your footsteps echoed down the pathways. You scoffed and rolled your eyes when one of your many “suitors” suddenly stepped into view.
“I was wondering where you’d run off to, Señora,” the tall, muscular man lilted as he flashed you a blinding grin. You tried to pay him no mind as you walked past him. You gasped when he suddenly rushed forward and stood in the way of your abode. He held a single red rose towards you as his eyes flickered with desire. A bitter taste washed over your tongue as you crossed your arms.
“And I wondering when you’d learn to take a hint, Sebastian,” you huffed, venom laced in every word that fell from your lips. The man placed a hand over his chest as if cradling a fresh wound.
“Oh, mi mariposa. When are you going to realize that no one else in this village is fit to be your husband except me?" he cooed [my butterfly]. You rolled your eyes again before pushing past him. You muttered to yourself as you yanked your key out of your pocket. You sighed as he slid his hand against the wall of your home while hovering over you.
"You know I'm one of the second richest men in the entire Encanto. And I could provide for you...in more ways than one," he purred while going to tuck some hair behind your ear. You scoffed in disgust as you yanked on your doorhandle. You quickly stepped inside and blocked him from entering, your fingers white-knuckling the threshold of your precious bakery.
“I’ll never realize it - you know why? It’s because of three simple words: I’m. Not. Interested,” you spat before slamming the door in his face. You huffed and quicky locked the door behind you.
"¿Dios, alguna vez me dejará en paz?" you groaned while running your hand down your face [God, will he ever leave me alone?]. A small pang echoed inside your chest as you gazed around the empty room, the last sliver of golden light fading from the walls as the sun dipped past the ridge. You sighed as you lit a candle and stepped towards the back of the bakery where you resided.
You frowned as you shuffled into your personal kitchen - a plate of arepas waiting on the slightly chipped surface of your counter. You sighed and slowly pulled the towel back before snatching one from the plate.
Your eyes suddenly lit up just as you took a small bite from the pastry. A playful smirk stretched across your face as a wicked idea crossed your mind.
You refused to allow Bruno’s family to accuse him of lying...and you knew just what to do.
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Mirabel blinked when she opened the door for you the next morning.
“¿Señora (Y/N)?” she asked as she eyed the stack of boxes in your arms. You gave the young woman a bright smile.
“Buenos días, Mirabel,” you grinned ear to ear [Good morning]. She tilted her head and pursed her lips.
“I don’t remember us ordering anything else from you this week,” Mirabel said. You laughed, the boxes bouncing a little as you gave her a shrug.
“Sí. I just wanted to show my…appreciation for la familia Madrigal, so I whipped up some breakfast pastries for you all,” you chirped. She raised her dark brows.
“Well, thank you! That’s very thoughtful. I’ll just-“ you pulled the boxes away and shook your head.
“Oh, no need, my dear. I’d be more than happy to carry the boxes wherever you need them,” you said. Mirabel blinked.
“Uh…okay,” she said before pushing her green glasses up the bridge of her nose. You followed her inside as she led you towards the back. “This way: we usually eat breakfast outside,” Mirabel commented as she held the door open for you. You saw the family setting the table as you walked through the threshold.
“Thank you, Mirabel,” you beamed. The young woman nodded as she watched you walk over to the long table. Everyone except for your beloved were preparing for the first meal of the day.
“¡Ah, Señora (L/N)!” Alma called with a bright smile. You reflected her expression as you walked over, Julieta coming to your aid and helping you set the boxes down. “To what do we owe the pleasure?” the matriarch of the family asked. You maintained your bright smile as you held your hands out in front of you.
“Oh, I just wanted to stop by and show my appreciation for La Familia Madrigal,” you motioned towards the boxes. You watched as Isabella opened one of the boxes to sneak out a pastry…only for the real Isabella to clear her throat with a raised brow. Camilo sighed as he shifted back to his original form and slipped the treat back inside.
“How thoughtful,” Alma said while clapping her hands together. “Would you like to stay for breakfast? We simply have too much food now,” she offered with a chuckle. You placed a hand over your chest.
“Oh, Señora, you’re too kind,” you said. Alma grinned ear to ear.
“Please, I insist,” she replied while motioning towards an empty seat Casita was already nudging across the tiles. You pretended to think about it for a moment before shrugging.
“Mmm...okay!” you said with a large grin. Alma’s eyes lit up as she smiled.
“Excellent! I’ll have one of the boys get a plate for you,” she grinned with a nod. You smiled before making your way over to an empty chair. Antonio’s eyes lit up as you sat next to him. Sofia slept soundly in his lap as he gave you a toothy grin.
“Thank you for finding Sofia yesterday,” he whispered. You chuckled softly.
“You're welcome, Antonio,” you whispered back. You thanked Agustín as he brought you a plate while the rest of the family filed in. You turned when the little one tugged on your sleeve.
"Everyone said that Tío Bruno was lying, but Sofia told me he wasn't," he said. You smiled when Sofia perked her head up at her name.
"Muchas gracias, Sofia," you whispered gently. Bruno suddenly came stumbling out the door, his hair bunched up in a mess and clothes disheveled as he leaned on the doorframe. You pursed your lips when you saw his pupils blown wide as he panted heavily.
“Forgive my son - he’s always been a late riser,” Alma smiled. Bruno straightened his green ruana before locking eyes with you. You gave him a warm, genuine smile as he froze.
"Mi vida..." he muttered under his breath [my life]. Everyone at the table watched as you rose from your seat and sauntered over to your man. You saw the shock grow in his eyes as you approached him, your lips parted as you dusted some sand from his dark, curly hair.
“I’m so happy to see you…darling,” you said aloud. The whole family gasped when you dipped your head down and kissed his cheek, letting your soft lips rest against his face as you slid your palms onto his thin shoulders. Bruno flapped his hands as his eyes widened even more, the rest of his body as stiff as a statue. You cooed and cupped his cheek as his face flushed with red.
“M-Mi cielo…” he whispered while nervously glancing back and forth between you and his family [my heaven]. You smoothed your thumb across his stubble as you smiled.
“Hermoso…it’s time,” you murmured. Bruno gulped as you slipped your hands into his and squeezed them gently. He straightened his shoulders as much as he took a deep breath and nodded. You beamed before turning to the barrage of shocked faces. Bruno cleared his throat as he clenched your hands.
“Mi familia, this is mi amor...(Y/N),” he smiled sheepishly while motioning towards you [my love]. You smiled and waved at the family.
“It’s nice to be properly acquainted with you all,” you giggled before tucking a strand of loose hair behind your ear. The table quickly erupted into utter chaos.
“Are you for real?!" Félix boomed.
“Are you sure this isn’t an elaborate prank?!” Isabella gawked.
"I knew this whole time," Dolores shrugged with a quiet whisper.
You and Bruno turned to each other, his face turning red once again as he shrank and winced under their rapid-fire questions. You placed your index finger and thumb against the corners of your lips before whistling loudly. The entire family quickly came to a halt as they whipped their heads towards you.
“I'd be happy to answer all of your questions…if you’ll still have me for breakfast, that is,” you said with a twinkle in your eye. They all slowly sat back down in their chairs while Alma cleared her throat.
“Of course,” the matriarch said with a small smile before motioning towards two empty seats.
A Few Days Later…
“Are you sure about this, mi vida?” Bruno asked nervously as he kept his hood up. You gave him a gentle smile as you pulled his hood back down. The two of you stood in the dimly lit foyer of Casita, a picnic basket slung around your free arm and a quilt over his.
“Absolutely,” you replied with a firm nod. Bruno swallowed thickly as he tugged his hood over his curly locks once more. You sighed and gave him a patient smile before flipping it back over.
"Mi amor, I don't want to spend the day with Hernado, or Jorge, or any other persona of yours...I want to spend it with you," you cooed. Bruno perked his head up as he finally let his hood remain draped over his shoulders. You giggled as he suddenly nuzzled his face against your collarbone, the top of his head brushing against your chin.
“Gracias, mi amor,” he said with a hushed whisper. You smiled brightly as you pecked the crown of his head.
"You're welcome," you replied. "Now...let's go show the village who I belong to," you winked while playfully bumping his hip with yours. Bruno chuckled softly as the two of you stepped outside hand-in-hand, the mid-afternoon sun hanging high above your heads as you began to stroll through the front yard of the Madrigal estate.
You felt Bruno's grip on your hand tighten as you approached the village.
"I'm right here," you reassured while brushing your thumb over his knuckles. Bruno nodded and took a deep breath. You grinned before stopping in your tracks and kissing his temple. You giggled as his cheeks grew red as you moved your lips to his nose.
"(Y-Y/N)," he muttered before going to pull his hood over his eyes. You giggled at his bashful behavior and placed your hands over his wrists.
"What? I'm just letting the village know how much I adore my Bruno," you beamed before peppering his face with more kisses. His cheeks burned even more as he white-knuckled the hood of his ruana.
You chuckled before quietly continuing your walk alongside him. Several villagers turned their heads as you passed by. You swayed your hips side to side, flaunting your beloved as you slung your arm around his.
Bruno immediately stopped when you suddenly stooped down and pressed your lips against his. You gasped when he suddenly reached up on his tip-toes and kissed you back.
"Bruno," you said with a breathless look while he pulled away. You heard a few young girls giggle nearby before their mothers shooed them away. The two of you shared a quiet laugh before continuing through the bustling market. Bruno seemed to relax with every step he took, his tense expression softening as he sighed. The sun peeked out from the parted clouds, the golden rays beaming down on your face as you inhaled deeply.
The two of you exchanged smiles as you made your way out of the small town and towards the lush, serene forest. You sighed as the two of you hiked through the dense brush before coming upon a familiar opening. Bruno wore a goofy grin as the two of you began to unfold the quilt and set the food out. You hummed a little tune while grabbing a bottle of wine before Bruno cleared his throat.
“Here: let me get that for you, mi amor,” he grinned. You raised your brows and handed him the bottle and opener.
“By all means, hermoso,” you giggled. Your love winked before he screwed the opener on. You watched as he fought and struggled with the cork, his elbows flapping wildly as he muttered to himself. You gasped when he fell back, the bottle flying out of his hands and into the brush. He flinched when the sound of glass shattering echoed through the forest, several toucans and other birds flying out afterwards. The two of you exchanged glances before bursting into laughter.
“It’s okay: I prefer the taste of your lips anyway,” you purred before pecking his lips. Bruno chuckled as he cupped your face.
“And I yours,” he murmured and brushed some hair out of your face. The two of you enjoyed the next hour as you fed each other the delectable treats you packed.
You eventually found your head in his lap as he slipped a plump grape past your soft lips. You closed your eyes as you savored the sweetness of the fruit and slowly. A gentle breeze swept over the forest as you sighed happily.
"Do you remember what happened the first time we came here, hermoso?" you lilted while opening your eyes. Your lover's breath hitched as he nearly choked on a piece of fruit. You flipped yourself over and rubbed Bruno's back as he cleared his throat.
"I-uh-I do," he flushed while picking at a blade of grass. You smiled and bit your lip, your breasts peeking out from beneath your lacy, white blouse as you wiggled your hips.
"We were both so nervous," you said as you slid your hand over his thigh. Bruno's gasped as you rested your chin between his ankles, your eyes locked on his crotch as he gulped. "But you did so well…made me the happiest girl in the whole world that night," you purred while sliding both of your hands up his legs and beneath his ruana. Bruno swallowed thickly as he fell back on his forearms, his legs spread out as you pounced on him like a lithe jaguar. His breath quickened as you hovered above him, your barely covered breasts grazing over his chest.
"Would you like to relive that moment?" you whispered as your lips brushed over his. You swore his eyes nearly shot out of his head as his face burned a bright red.
"B-But mi amor...what if someone sees us?" he muttered with a shaky breath. You chuckled before pecking his lips while rolling up his ruana, revealing his scruffy happy trail that led to the bulge growing beneath his slacks.
“Don't worry, we're far enough in the forest," you whispered into his ear while tracing your fingertips down his lean stomach. "No one will see or hear a thing," you said as your lips curled into a seductive grin. You felt his muscles tense beneath your light touch as you hooked your fingers around the band of his pants and tugged them down his lean thighs. Bruno gasped as his semi-hard cock sprang free, his tip growing flush as his shaft twitched in the exposed air.
You smiled as you dipped your head down and captured his lips in a passionate kiss. Bruno moaned softly and gripped your hips as your lips caressed one another in a heated embrace. He gasped as you slid your hand all the way down his stomach before wrapping your fist around the base of his burning, veiny shaft. You panted against his mouth as you gently squeezed his length.
"Pobracito...you're so pent up," you cooed before swiping your warm tongue along his bottom lip [Poor thing]. Bruno's eyes rolled back as you began to slowly pump your tight fist around his dick. Quiet moans fell past his parted lips before you slipped your tongue inside his wet cavern. He squeaked and bucked his hips forward as your tongues entangled with a wet squelch. You groaned into his mouth as you continued to rub his aching cock, each noise and shift of his hips causing the damp spot in your panties to grow wetter.
“Mmmm-mi corazón,” Bruno whined when you pulled back for air - a thick string of spit connecting your swollen lips as he breathed heavily. His cock twitched as you smeared a hot bead of precum across his flush tip. You cooed and kissed along his jaw as he arched into your touch.
“Would you like to feel my warm, tight mouth wrapped around your cock, Papi? Hm?” you husked into his ear as you continued to stroke his now rock-hard shaft [Daddy]. Bruno released a guttural groan as he writhed against your body.
“S-Sí…por fa, Mami,” he panted while desperately trying to gain any friction against his dick [Yes…please, Mommy]. You grinned and nipped at his ear before trailing your lips down his jaw and neck. Bruno's eyes grew half-lidded as he watched you create a painting of hickeys and small bite marks across his skin, goosebumps rising wherever your lips landed.
“I love all the cute noises you make, Brunito,” you chuckled against his collar bone before lashing your tongue against his bare skin.
“(Y-Y/N), por favor. Te necesito,” your lover begged while rocking his hips into your tight, warm grip [I need you]. You grinned and licked over the tiny bite mark before shuffling down his body. You swiped your tongue over your lips before letting your hot breath fan over his dick. Bruno's eyes grew clouded with lust as you pecked his bulbous tip, the salty taste of his precum leaking over your tastebuds while you moaned. Your beloved groaned as you swirled your wet muscle around his tip in sloppy, wet circles.
“M-Mierda,” Bruno hissed between gritted teeth as he watched you wrap your lips around his head before shallowly bobbing your mouth up and down his throbbing shaft [Shit]. You moaned and hollowed your cheeks, a wet slurping sound reverberating through the air as you took him in deeper with every dip of your head. You relished in the way your lover trembled as you cupped his balls in your free hand, tenderly massaging his sac as you fluttered your lashes. His dick felt so heavy as it glided along your tongue, the texture making your pussy clench and ache for the familiar drag of his shaft.
“God, (Y/N),” he moaned and bucked into your slick cavern, drawing a small gag from you. You gazed into his eyes when he gasped and shifted back, leaving your lips wrapped half-way around his sex. “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t-“ his jaw went slack when you grabbed one of his hands and placed it on top of your head. You tilted your head to the side and began to quicken your pace, your spit now smearing down his balls as you squeezed them in a loving grip.
“A-Ah!” Bruno yelped as he grabbed your luscious hair, his nails digging into your scalp as you eagerly sucked him off. You squealed when he gripped your hair and guided you along his length, his eyes half-lidded and lit with pure desire. “S-Sí, Mami - tan buena,” he rumbled [Yes, Mommy - so good]. You smiled and kept your cheeks hollowed as you took him deeper and deeper. You moaned as you felt his cock twitch inside your mouth, his tip now soaking the back of your tight throat with salty precum.
Bruno's grunts and cried grew more desperate before you suddenly pulled off of his length with a slick “pop”. His eyes snapped open as he looked at you with a mix of confusion and yearning.
“(Y/N),” he whined and desperately thrusted his hips up. You immediately stole his attention the second you shuffled out of your white bloomers and skirt, the fabric falling onto the blanket with a soft thud. Bruno’s face turned cherry red as you pulled your shirt above your head, revealing your supple breasts to his hungry eyes. You giggled at his dumbfounded expression as you slowly sank down onto your knees and straddled his waist.
"Lo siento, Papi...but I need to feel you inside me," you sighed as you slowly grinded your hips against his. Bruno's eyes rolled back as your wet pussy lips caressed the sides of his cock with every stroke of your hips.
"Fuck, Mami," he whined as he wrapped his hands around your waist. You sighed and smoothed your palms over his slightly hairy chest as he dug his nails into your supple flesh. You moaned as the weeping tip of his cock glided over your puffy clit - pulses of pleasure sweeping through your empty heat as you gazed into his eyes.
"You feel so good beneath me, Brunito," you murmured while cupping his cheek. Bruno's bottom lip jutted out as he gulped.
"Mi vida, please," Bruno grunted as he gave you a soft, pleading look. You grinned softly and laid your hands on his stomach while you adjusted your hips. He gasped when you wrapped one of your hands around his dick, rubbing his head against your entrance teasingly before deeply gazing into his eyes.
You released a heavy sigh as you slowly sank down on his hard cock, his length deliciously gliding against your gummy walls with a wet squelch.
"Oh bebé," you moaned as you arched your back. You shivered as you buried yourself down to the hilt, a rush of heat swelling through your core as his dark bush gently brushed against your bundle of nerves. You paused for a few seconds, relishing in the feeling of his dick stuffing you to the brim while he panted beneath you. You swallowed thickly before you raised your hips and brought them back down.
The forest was filled with your combined grunting and moaning as you bounced on his cock. The sound of wet slapping between your hips made your legs shake as Bruno sank his nails into your hips.
"You stretch me so good, hermoso," you whispered as you leaned forward, your breasts now pushed against his chest while you captured his mouth in another sloppy, heated kiss. You smiled as you felt his cock twitch inside you, his head kissing your soft cervix each time you gracefully brought your hips back down. He gasped for air when you pulled back.
“Mami, I-I’m so close,” he said through gritted teeth as he dug crescents into your perfect hips. He shivered as you kissed along his scruffy jaw, your walls sucking him in and sweetly caressing his swollen dick. You soon sat back up on your knees, your breasts bouncing as you sped up your movements.
“Go on, Bruno: claim this pussy with your cum,” you moaned. You squeaked when he shoved your hips down as he released a deep, guttural groan. You trembled above him as you felt streams of his thick, hot cum paint your gummy walls as he stiffened beneath you.
“Sí, Sí,” Bruno mewled like a broken record as he writhed with pleasure. You moaned as you felt the sticky mess between your two bodies, a few beads of his thick cum leaking from the seam of your stretched out hole.
“Mmm, Papi,” you sighed as you rubbed your hands over his chest. Bruno slowly opened his eyes - his hazel pools glossed over with pleasure as he heaved.
“Did you…” his voice trailed off as he furrowed his brows and gazed at the space where your sexes were snugly joined. You chuckled softly and shook your head.
“No, but it’s-“ your eyes widened, the world around you passing in a blur as Bruno suddenly laid on top of you. You blinked as he cradled the back of your head with his soft palm, his long fingers smoothing through your locks as he panted above you.
“Por fa, mi princessa…déjame mimarte,” he rumbled while pressing soft kisses to the junction between your jaw and neck [Please, my princess…let me spoil you]. You moaned as he peppered your sensitive pulse with kisses as his hands smoothed over your breasts. A soft sigh escaped you as he gently rubbed his thumbs over your perky nipples, his mouth suckling on your exposed skin as he slowly pulled the rest of his soaked length out of you.
You mewled at the emptiness, prompting your love to coo and lick a bold stripe over your pulse.
“Bebé,” you keened while stroking your fingers through his thick, dark hair. Bruno’s eyes sparkled as he gave you a sheepish smile.
“What I want to do is a bit…different, if that’s alright,” he said as his cheeks tinted with pink. You chuckled softly and kissed his forehead.
“You know I’ll still enjoy it,” you said while smoothing your thumb over his cheek. Bruno’s smile grew before he took a deep breath. Your body trembled with anticipation as he traced his lips between the valley of your breasts and down your soft stomach. Your jaw went slack when he slung your legs over his shoulders, his warm breath falling across your dripping sex as he licked his lips.
Bruno flicked his eyes back to you, hesitantly waiting for your response.
“It’s alright, Brunito,” you reassured him with a soft whisper. Your beloved snacked his lips again before delicately tracing the tip of his tongue around your swollen clit. Your legs shook around his head as he moaned against your sex, the vibrations of his voice sending ripples of pleasure through your core.
“God,” you moaned as Bruno swiped his tongue along your drenched slit - his wet muscle collecting your combined juices before he hungrily slurped it up. You gasped when he teased your weeping entrance, shallowing pumping his tongue inside your cunt as his nose rubbed against your sensitive bundle of nerves.
“S-Sí, Papi. Sigue adelante,” you breathed as you tugged on his dark locks [Yes, Daddy. Keep going]. Bruno grunted as he closed his eyes, savoring the flavor of your cunny while flattening his tongue over your folds. You moaned and rolled your hips against his face, his stubble lightly scraping over the inside of your thighs as he swayed his head back and forth.
Your eyes nearly crossed when he suddenly puckered his lips around your engorged bud, a cry of bliss escaping from your throat as the tension in your lower belly swelled.
“B-Bruno,” you gulped for air as he spread your labia apart with his nimble fingers. Both of you shared a quiet gasp when he teased the rim of your entrance. His lips curled and suckled on your clit as he slowly pushed a digit inside, causing the thick cream stuffed inside your cunt to come pouring out.
“Mi vida,” Bruno whispered, his lips dancing over your mound before he dove back in. Stars began to spark in your vision as he curled his digit against your plush g-spot while he slowly worked another one inside. Your legs trembled as he steadily pumped his fingers in and out of your fluttering hole; every dip and curve of his digits perfectly massaging your walls.
“Sí, p-por fa,” you moaned as he sloppily made out with your clit while thrusting his fingers deeper with every stroke. Your lover groaned as you raised your hips, his grip around your thighs tightening as he rumbled lowly. You screwed your eyes shut as you felt the delicate surface of his warm tongue caress over your slit. Bruno continued to moan as he savored the sweetness of your juices while spreading your hole open with his digits.
You suddenly came with a final long drag of his tongue against your clit.
“Bruno!” you screamed his name as you snapped your hips forward, his face completely buried against your cunt as you cried and thrashed in his grip. Your melodic moans cascaded through the forest as you heard him slurp up your thick cream, his eyes rolling back as your gummy walls pulsed around his fingers. You mewled and fucked yourself on his digits as you came; completely soaking his hand with your arousal.
You whined and babbled incoherently as your body shook with pure bliss, jaw slack and eyes nearly crossed.
“God, yes,” you swallowed thickly as tears of pleasure rolled down your flush cheeks. You slowly blinked your eyes open as the overwhelming pleasure began to fade. Bruno’s nostrils flared as he exhaled through his nose, hid eyed glowing with pure admiration as he laid a soft kiss over your puffy cunt. You flinched as you felt him smile against your folds.
The two of you simply gazed into each other’s eyes for several moments before he slowly placed your hips down on his lap.
“That was…amazing,” you said breathlessly. Bruno chuckled as another sheepish smile crossed his features.
“I’m glad I made you feel so good, mi amor,” he beamed, pride glowing in his eyes as he slipped away. Your face burned when you saw how soaked his chin was as he licked his lips. Bruno cooed and patted your hip as he slowly pulled his fingers out of your tenderly fucked pussy. You smiled and kept your arms open as he crawled on top of you, his soft, soaked dick slipping against your sex as he planted a sweet kiss on your lips. You sighed and brushed your fingertips through Bruno's hair as he laid his head on your chest.
"Te amo mucho, mi vida," your lover whispered as he laid his head on your chest [I love you so much]. You smiled warmly as you placed a soft kiss on the crown of his head.
"Te amo mucho, mi corazón," you murmured.
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possumapparition · 2 years
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Y/n: look at your uncle such a dork keeping rats
Isabela:
Y/n: at least it’s interesting though like, I wish my uncle kept rats
Isabela:
Y/n: I mean it’s kinda cute like, your uncle keeps rats
Isabela:
Y/n: how old is your uncle? obviously rat keeping age
Isabela:
Y/n: I dunno I think it’s kinda sweet
Isabela:
Y/n: …isa I wanna fuck your uncle-
Isabela: OH REALLY.
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provokedgoalie · 2 years
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18+. minors dni. 🔞
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♡ perv!bruno madrigal x reader
♡ a/n: rewatched encanto with the family last night and thoughts were being thunk 😗👉🏽👈🏽 love me some voyeur bruno. (also, reader kinda knows he's watching them)
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“Bruno,” you whimpered, as you rubbed yourself harder against your soiled pillow; your hips gyrated until the bed shook, knocking against the wall in rhythm.
The one where he was watching from.
He caught his wrecked sobs with his hand, while the other wraps around his leaking cock— the veins pulsing as he fists himself with vigor upon seeing you throw your head back.
“Oh, fuck. Please,” you pleaded, mouth agape as the grip on your pillow grew tighter.
Your unfocused eyes locked with the hole in the wall, almost as if you were aware of his voyeuristic ways.
He was throbbing in his slick covered palm, painfully aware that he'll come any minute. He never lasted long with you.
Bruno couldn't be sure what brought it on: maybe it was the thought of you putting on a show for him, or the way that you said his name, but he gritted his teeth as he pumped himself a final time.
With a groan, ropes of white coated his stomach and shaking hand. He brings it to his lips, tongue peeking out to kitten lick his fingers— his mind tricking himself into believing it was you cleaning him up.
When he glances up, you're on your back coming down from your high. Your heated cheeks and heaving chest made his cock twitch, signalling for another round.
He moves to tuck himself back into his pants, when he hears you giggle.
“Hope you enjoyed that, Brunito.”
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lafamiliamadrigalpt · 2 years
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Y/n: I trust the Camilo.
Bruno: You think he knows what he’s doing?
Y/n: I wouldn't go that far, Bruno.
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reversia · 2 years
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Y/N: You didn’t deserve all this!
Bruno: Yeah, you’re right, I didn't deserve my wonderful family, my life, you, after all...
Y/N: I meant YOU DIDN'T DESERVE ALL THIS SH*T THAT HAPPENED TO YOU!
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chibipeachu · 7 months
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When are going to update the saving a miracle
..after a year or two of not posting an update, I've posted the final part on my wp so if you wish to read the rest of the ending its there!! I hope you all enjoyed reading the story as much as I enjoyed writing it!!
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sleeplessdreamer14 · 2 years
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Mirabel: Y/n, can I ask you a question?
Y/n: sure, what is it?
Mirabel: when did you fall for tío Bruno?
Y/n:
[flashback 30 years ago]
Bruno: I’ve always said my real gift is “acting”, hehe.
Y/n: (stares in confusion/starts to crack a smile)
Bruno w/ a bucket over his head: I’m Jorge, I make the spackle.
Y/n: (starts giggling) ‘new life goal: put a ring on this man.’
[present day]
Y/n: (glances around awkwardly) um…
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1ts-cr0w · 2 years
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✨Bruno x Y/N Headcanons✨
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I love this man with my whole heart, and I have many many ✨thoughts✨ about what he'd be like as a partner.
This man would take forever to work up the courage to tell you how he feels, and even when he finally does he'd do it assuming he's going to be rejected
The genuine surprise when you actually feel the same would absolutely manifest as tears. Poor man please hug him
He is always holding your hand. If he's next to you, he grabs your hand immediately. It's almost like he's worried you'll wander off, lol
Audibly asks consent before every single hug and kiss because he wants to be extra sure he's not overstepping, but is 100% okay with and loves receiving surprise hugs
Eventually he relaxes and uses non-verbal cues and such to get your consent but during ✨spicy time✨ he will always ask verbally throughout
Tries to cook for you. Burns it. Begs Julieta for cooking lessons because he really wants to make you food
Because he loves food a lot he wants to express his love through it
His love languages are acts of service and physical touch. You are spoiled and he wants you to be
He doesn't really let people touch his hair but you are the exception
Your dates are very chill and last the rest of the day because you can't bring yourselves to be parted
The entire Madrigal family ships you two
I have more thoughts but I don't want this to be too long, so maybe a part two will happen at some point:)
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nellycanwrite · 2 years
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Villain!Bruno AU
[ A sneak peak of a possible future work ]
Bruno Madrigal was no ordinary seer, no. Shunned by the community and regarded as a pariah, he would often reflect in his vision cave of his misdeeds; was he, son of a loving martyr, that much of an outcast that even his own mother would cast him with wavered stares and furrowed brows? Although loved and assured by his sisters, it was merely a service of the lip, tied to the obligation of siblingly affection.
Did he, a fatherless boy, sin for bringing them news of the inevitable?
Did he truly deserve the rumors, the scolding, the beating, the shunning, the lashes, the frowns, the sneers, the stares, the—
No.
He did not have any misdeeds. He who risked his own sight and was beaten down by selfish fiends did not deserve the berations. He was a messenger, the harbinger of the future. He should not be harmed by any means, in fact, he should be exalted and mounted into a throne of gold and be revered as a god.
He will show those who have wronged him that he was not the seer of whom would tremble under iron fists. He will show them the real essence—the real value—of standing in the presence of the harbinger of truth. He who was gifted with the power of foresight shall be shunned no longer; for he was a being higher than the rest.
He will get his revenge.
But he knew he could not merely fight on his own. He was but a prophet. He had no ounce of combat driven skills to aid him in his plot of ruin.
He needed children. Strong children. Children who would inherit the candle’s blessing for him to use at his bidding.
Therefore, standing proudly with a grin, Bruno’s eyes flickered as the sand picked up and swirled around him in a dance of foreboding. He used his powers to its fullest, looking for the optimal point of time of which he can execute his plans.
And there, outlined in an image of emeralds, was you.
And you will give him the children of which he desires.
*POUNDS FISTS ON FLOOR*
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What if Bruno finds out through a vision that he’s destined to marry his childhood bff?
A/n: I apologize if this is bad.
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‘Panicking’ This couldn’t be happening. When you had asked to a look in your future he hadn’t expected to see himself, he hadn’t expected to see himself married to you, his cheeks burning at the thought.
“Well?”
“I…I have to go!”
Rushing off, the man wanted to step away from your confused face, he just wanted to get away form it all the moment.
“Bruno?”
Watching the young man rush away from you, you glanced down at the still glowing tablet. With your eyes going wide you quickly rushed after your childhood friend.
A smile formed on your lips. ‘No your husband’
“Bruno!”
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daisies-daydreams · 1 month
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Bruno Madrigal x F!Reader Request: Sneak Peak
Hi everyone! Thank you all so much for being patient and supportive while I work on requests. I thought I'd share a sneak peak for a Bruno Madrigal x F!Reader request I'm currently working on for @duckiimo. I can't wait to publish it soon! -Daisy
WARNING: SUGGESTIVE CONTENT BELOW THE CUT
"Do you remember what happened the first time we came here, hermoso?" you lilted while opening your eyes. Your lover's breath hitched as he nearly choked on some fruit. You flipped yourself over and gently rubbed Bruno's chest as he cleared his throat.
"I-uh-I do," he flushed while picking at a blade of grass. You smiled and bit your lip, your breasts peeking out from beneath your lacy, white blouse as you sighed.
"We were both so nervous," you blushed as you slid your hand over his thigh. Bruno's breath hitched as you rested your chin between his ankles, your eyes locked on his crotch as he gulped. "But you did so, so well...made me the happiest girl in the whole Encanto that night," you purred while sliding both of your hands up his legs and beneath his green ruana. Bruno swallowed thickly as he fell back on his forearms, his legs spread out as you pounced on him like a lithe jaguar. His breath quickened as you hovered above him, your barely covered breasts grazing over his chest as you smirked.
"Would you like to relive that moment now?" you whispered as your lips brushed over his.
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possumapparition · 2 years
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Bruno: Hey y/n, it’s nice to finally be back in the encanto
Y/n: I want you.
Bruno: what
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viridianvisions · 1 year
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@neon-green-eyes You are welcome to another prompt-present if you so wish: glowy-blushy-dewy-eyed-Bruno, because what else is there to be motivated by? 🤷🏻‍♀️👀 Perhaps one day a little excerpt to follow...
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insertmesoftly · 2 years
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Villain Bruno x Defiant Fem Y/N (CW Dubcon/Breeding Kink)
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@vocalvixen20cp For you ❤️
You shakily got home, exhausted after a day of work. The town was excited, it would be Antonio's birthday and finally, the night he would receive his gift. Though your neighbors and friends kept asking you to join them... you kept refusing. You were too tired. Parties aren't your thing. It was true but...
You still felt like a liar.
You dropped your cloak on the floor and moved up your stairs. You couldn't relax yet. You knew the worst was to come.
You opened your door, expecting to see the familiar signs of a temper tantrum. You saw a calm, humming Bruno, still with the ponytail you’d given him that day, instead. He turned to see you and his smile widened.
'You got here earlier than expected! What, no time to party?'
This... confused you. You knew how he felt about his family. You expected him to be in a flurry over the newest addition to the family getting his powers. Getting accepted. You furrowed your brows as you walked in.
'No... I didn't want to. Are... you alright? You're off today...'
'Ay, tesoro.' He moved to be in front of you sweeping you in his arms and readily nuzzling your neck.
'You're so thoughtful... you deserve a reward.'
'A.... reward?'
'Of course.' He's still on your neck, giving it kisses, his hand exploring your flesh.
'Who else do I owe everything to? You deserve... to be taken care of.' He finally separates just a bit to look at you. You know he's scheming something. You can tell by his tone and eyes. You don't trust this... but you also saw no reason to disagree. It's been a while since your first fuck.
'Alright... what do you have in mind?'
His grin widens as he takes you by the hand.
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It started with gentle kisses on the bed as he took off your clothes and left a trail all the way down until he was met with your lips. He gingerly began to lick at your labia, his hands kneading your thighs, rubbing them up and down. They stayed on your hips as his tongue delved deeper. Your breathing staggered and your hands gripped his head, your tight grip undoing his hair.
‘Aah… Bruno…’ He was being so gentle, unlike the first time. He’s being way too… unlike himself. Despite your enjoyment, you pull on his hair and make him look at you. He looked surprised but pleased.
‘What? Am I doing a bad job?’
‘No…. You need to tell me what you have planned.’ Your anxiety could not rest. It’s Bruno. He’s always had wild ideas. ‘Are you trying to distract me from something? What did you do?’
Your grip tightened enough to make him hiss, but his smile remained. ‘There’s nothing to really say. I just wanted to give you a good night… Is it a crime to want to make you feel the best I can?’
He moved his hand to forcefully separate yours from his hair. His ponytail was undone now, he took off the band that held it together and remade it hastily. Some hair still slipped away but he didn’t care as he took your legs and moved them with him as he rose. Now you had to be on your back as he stood, unable to grab at him again. He was less soft with his licks, nicking parts of you with his teeth, sucking on your clit as he fingered you. You had spurned his good graces, so now he was paying you back. You squirmed beneath him, your first orgasm ripped out of you with convulsions from the quickness of his actions.
‘WHAT WAS THAT?!’
‘Just the warm-up!’ He undid his britches and pulled out his cock, stroking himself after lowering you back down.
‘I need you to be soft… and prepared.’ At your glower he teased you by pinching your cheek. ‘That won’t do…’ He flipped you around simple enough and held your arms behind you as you squealed indignantly.
‘What are you doing?? There’s something off about you today! What are you hiding?’ You tried to face him, but he pressed your head down as he positioned you.
‘I told you…’
He aimed himself and slowly entered you, the act deliberately taking longer than it should. He made a noise in the back of his throat, nestling himself as far as he could before leaning down to kiss your back.
‘I just want you to feel good…’
You shivered. ‘….. Cabron.’
He snickered and began his slow thrusts. His hands gripped at your breasts, enjoying keeping them in place and feeling them. Nothing bad had presented itself… so you decided to enjoy the sex, slightly whimpering whenever he grazed your sensitive spot, moving in time with him so that he could hit it again. Bruno cooed at you for giving in, moving to your neck and humming into your ear as he continued rocking at a steady pace.
‘You feel wonderful, tesoro.’
‘Hmmm… I’d better, since you’re always on me like a dog.’
Bruno bit your neck at this, but you knew he wouldn’t feel insulted. Or you had hoped…
‘I am a dog… I’m yours, aren’t I?’
He moved away from you, his hands now firmly on your hips. He gave you a few squeezes as he quickened, every shot a direct hit for you.
‘Shit-Shit-Shit, can you- Slow down a little!’
‘Sorry, can’t hear you! I’m a dog, so I don’t know when to stop. I just want to fuck.’
He practically growled his last line, his nails dug into your flesh. He was going as fast as he wanted to, as deep as he cared to, though you were close to another orgasm, the sudden feeling of him twitching made your stomach become knotted.
‘Wait- Bruno- get out! Let go of-!’
‘Can’t! Hear! You!’ He was doing this on purpose. He was going to cum inside you. You squirmed at the sensation, your first time feeling him as he let out his breath and shoved as deep as he could, shot after shot of hot liquid filling you up.
You gasped for breath and trembled beneath him, unsure of what to do or what to say. You moved a hand to try to shove him off, he gripped it against your back and spoke through his heavy breathing.
‘We aren’t done yet… At least one more load for tonight…’ He pulled out just a bit, and pushed inside again, the obscene noise from it made your toes curl.
‘Bruno… why?’ Your mind was racing, you were still in shock. ‘You want me to get pregnant? You want me to have kids???’
‘Well, yeah, obviously!’ He leaned back to be close to your neck, talking into your ear.
'Come on, mi vida. It's not fair to let my sisters win. We should give the family some new Madrigals to really celebrate...'
This was it? What he was so sneaky about all night?!
‘So, what, this is all just petty revenge?!’
‘Of course not!’ He got weirdly quiet for a second, repositioning himself to not lean on you with his weight, before continuing.
‘I thought about it. We can do it. We can have kids. And we’ll raise them better…’ His arms circled around you, like an embrace. He nuzzled your neck.
'Don't you love me? Don't you want to please me?' His hand moved over your abdomen where he could feel his own thrusts. He clenched his hand over your skin, his eyes glazing at the image in his head, grunts following every word.
'I want your belly full with twins. And more after them. I want to have the most kids in the family... ngh, and we're already so late.' He paused to whisper in your ear, squeezing a tit and rolling a nipple between his fingers, his breath hitching as you clenched around him. 'I need to keep you full. I want to keep you stretched. Every night, mi vida, we need to keep going, we need to beat them, don't we?'
He turned you around to look at you, a bit of his previous load slips as he momentarily releases you, but he's back to plug you up in a second. His eyes have you unable to look away, his grin stretching his face as he laughs at you.
'Why are you looking at me like that? You said you'd do anything to help me before... Pooooor Bruno,' his hand brushes your cheek and he’s back to thrusting, you wince. You can already feel bruising.
'I know you pitied me. That's how all of this started, right? Poor, loser Bruno. Rejected by his family. Out in the streets like a dog. You should've known better than to take a stray in.'
His hand moves to your neck, massaging it it, contemplating giving it a squeeze, but he settled it back to be between your breasts. He could feel your heavy breathing and thunderous heart at once and he reveled in being the cause. He leaned back down to give you a kiss, sweet, sloppy, tender. He inhales your breath as he leaves you.
'Pobrecita. I'm never going to leave you.'
You cry out as the hand on your chest moved to tease your clit. He's on your neck; the biting, the licking, the rubbing, the thrusts. You whine, shrill sounds escaping your throat as you writhe under him, helpless to the overwhelming stimulation.
'Bruno! Stop!'
'Haaah, but you're making such pretty sounds, amor. Keep going.' He kisses the bottom of your chin, his stubble prickling your sensitive skin.
His tone stayed sweet. 'Come on, I've got you. I've got you... Cum for me? Andale, mi amor. Be a good girl...'
He picked you up with one arm, angling you better to where he knew you'd feel him the most, still touching you without his tempo stopping. He licks your chest and nibbles on a breast.
'I've got you... I want you to finish... please? Come on, baby, you're... so close I can feel it.'
'Fuck!' You gripped your pillow tightly and screamed as you did what he asked, thrusting back with him, clenching his dick, begging for his release too as you rode yours out.
'Bruno, more! More! More!' You cried. You wanted to be full, you wanted more heat, you wanted him to feel good to. Your permission was all he wanted.
'As you wish.' He thrusted a few more times, cumming inside you and dragging it out as you slowly became a ragdoll beneath him. You breathed hard as you felt every spurt spill, warmth pulling and staying even as he stopped.
So much had happened, you were both tired and running off the high. Still, he laughed deliriously at what you unwittingly have agreed to.
'You like this. You want this. Come on.'
He sounds so condescending; your irritation grows as he pinches your nose.
'Admit you want me to fuck you every night like this.'
You groan and try pushing him back, ready to get clean.
'I'm not going to admit to anything... you always do what you want anyways.'
'Aaww... wait.' Bruno stops your movements, pushing you back to bed a bit forcefully.
'We don't want any of my cum getting out of you.... yet.' He corrected the last bit at your expression. He slowly peeled himself away from you, thrusting back in any sperm that spurted without him.
'We should find a way to plug you up...'
'Bruno, I'm not going to try shoving anything that isn't safe inside me.'
'You already took me in! Why don't we try a few more- OUCH, ok, STOP MOVING!!'
He held down your legs as you kicked him, more concerned over the leaking than his own safety.
'Okay, okay. We can talk about it later. Just... stay put. I'll clean.'
Your eyebrows raised. 'You? The slob? Since when were you this nice?'
He scowled at your insult but got out of bed and kissed your forehead anyways.
'Since you agreed to have my kids.' He didn't stop at that, opting for a proper, deep kiss.
You hummed at the sudden sentiment, still wide eyed as he departed from you. His smile was soft. So unlike him.
His forehead pressed yours.
'You're mine now. I'm going to take care of you.'
You gave a little nod, unable to use your voice. He chuckled just a bit, his eyes closed and opened back to his usual asshole expression.
'Well, that's that.'
Enough being vulnerable. He got up and started doing as he promised, switching the sheets gently the best he could and wiping your body with a wet towel. He marveled at your stomach and couldn’t help caressing it as he watched it rise and fall with your breaths.
You can't leave him now. He felt reassured from the way you took him. You won’t be getting rid of him.
You're bound to him.
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avocado-writing · 2 years
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Oooh, I could just imagine that Bruno wouldn't get possessive very often, if ever really, but one day some people were being too flirty with reader and they didn't reject their flirtations as directly as reader usually would and this makes something snap inside Bruno, dragging reader off for some hot possessive sex (and being apologetic about it afterwards), oooh please could I make this a writing request? ❤️
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I'm assuming this was you too, hehe! Sorry, I wasn't ignoring you, but I just got round to fulfilling this for you!
| Bruno Madrigal x Reader
| Smut, Rough Sex, Possessive Sex, Dirty Talk
| NSFT, 18+, MINORS DNI
| 1.1k Words
Mine
The sun is shining down on the Encanto, and in order to combat the heat, you’ve decided to wear your new skirt.
It’s lovely. Blue and floral and light, you’ve taken to swinging it around your body to watch the waves that ripple out through the fabric. Bruno got it for your birthday last year but this is the first day you’ve felt it was hot enough to warrant wearing it.
You’re heading through the marketplace and can’t help but keep touching the thin cotton, continually running your hand up and down your thigh to feel the sheen beneath your palm.
You spot Bruno across the way, being dragged by one of his nieces on some errand. You give your beau a wave and gesture to your outfit as if to say, see what I’m wearing? He shoots you a grin and an appreciative nod before he’s pulled away.
Óscar, who sells the aguardiente, gives you the once-over. You’re so distracted by the colourful bottles on his vendor’s table that you don’t catch the look in his eye.
“That’s a nice skirt.”
“Oh!” you say, grinning and giving him a spin, demonstrating how it fans out, “thank you! Bruno got it for me.”
“Ah, of course. A beautiful skirt for a beautiful woman.”
He’s right. It is a beautiful skirt. You giggle at the compliment.
“I bet you look just as nice out of it.”
That gives you pause.
“Sorry?”
“You heard what I said. Don’t be coy.”
You blink, surprised, and you feel a hand enclose around your wrist from behind.
Bruno is there, his face suddenly dark. Óscar seems just as surprised as you are.
“Señor Madrigal…”
“Excuse me. I need to have a word with her.”
Bruno practically marches you through the crowd in the market. It’s busy enough that people are distracted and don’t notice the change in his usual laid-back demeanour.
He drags you through the houses and into the forest that surrounds the Encanto. When he lets you go you open your mouth to ask a question –
– but it’s bitten off when Bruno pushes his mouth to yours.
The kiss is passionate, so hot it’s nearly searing. His teeth clack up against yours and he holds your face between his hands, keeping you in place. With a step he’s backed you up against a tree. Rough bark presses into your back through your thin blouse, but you don’t really care.
“Bruno - !” you gasp when he finally lets you go. But Bruno has sunk to his knees, manoeuvring your legs so he can pull down your panties.
“I can’t stand the way other men look at you. You’re too good to see the truth of their desire, mi amor. They want you. They want you like Iwant you.”
You furrow your brow, still confused, but also feeling your body light up under Bruno’s touch.
“I… I thought he was just going to say he liked my skirt…” you mumble, ashamed. Bruno sighs, caressing your thighs with reverent fingers.
“Because you’ve got a kind heart, querida. You want to see the best in people.”
His eyes lock with yours as he settles at the apex of your thighs, hitching up the beautiful skirt he bought you so long ago.
“But I need to show them who you belong to.”
His mouth descends upon your cunt, and you have to smother a scream of ecstasy with your hand.
Bruno has such a clever mouth. He alternates what he does to keep you guessing, keep you electrified - licking a stripe up your folds; dipping his tongue inside your entrance; sucking your clit until it’s so tender you feel like you’re going to cry.
When he sinks two fingers into your dripping pussy you almost double over. His free hand comes up, catching a breast both to squeeze and to press you back up against the tree.
“Come on, mi amor,” he mutters from between your legs, “you’re better behaved than that.”
He crooks his fingers inside you, rubbing at that sweet spot on your front wall. You come on his tongue with a scream Bruno silences by shoving his wet fingers in your mouth. They’re covered in the taste of you, and he makes you lick him clean as you ride out your orgasm on his face.
When you’re finally coming down from your high, Bruno stands and spins you, pressing your chest into bark. His hands are on your skirt again, pulling it to bunch up at your waist. He slaps one pert cheek of your ass as you feel him free his cock from his pants.
“Gonna mark you…” he mutters, “make sure all of the Encanto can see you’re mine…”
He presses inside your dripping entrance in one powerful thrust, filling you to the brim with him. You gasp at the feeling of fullness, reaching back to hold him – but Bruno’s hands come around your body to grab your wrists, pinning them up against the tree.
“Is this what you want?” he asks as he begins to cant his hips, fucking you with such force you can hearthe slap of his hips against yours. “For me to fuck you like the dirty little thing you are?”
All you can do is gasp and nod, lolling your head back on his shoulder the best you can. He changes so both your wrists are in one hand, and with his other presses down on your clit, moving is fingers back a little to feel where his cock is slipping in and out of you.
“Nobody can open you up like this, huh?” he mutters into your ear, hot and heavy. “Make your pretty little flower bloom for them?”
“Ah, Bruno…”
He speeds up, and you know he needs this as much as you do. When he comes it’s with a roar he releases into your shoulder to muffle himself. The feeling of his cock spearing into you and his fingers pressing into your clit is enough to send you over the edge too, and pressed up against a tree you have your second orgasm of the day.
You both catch your breath, standing there, chests heaving. You know Bruno is coming back to himself.
“Oh, I’m so sorry, I… I don’t know what came over me…” he whispers, genuinely shocked at his behaviour.
“Bruno, it’s alright.”
“I just… I saw the way he was looking at you, and…”
You turn around in his embrace, pulling his mouth to yours. Your kiss is a lot calmer than his, reassuring.
“Please don’t think you’ll ever catch me complaining,” you tell him with a wicked grin, and Bruno blushes.
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