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bitbugbites-re · 7 months

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𝙻𝚊𝚙 𝙿𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 | 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔬𝔫𝔰

Headcanons on how different RE men would give you their lap as a pillow (and vice versa!)

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characters: Albert Wesker, Carlos Oliveira, Chris Redfield, Ethan Winters, Leon S. Kennedy

gender: gn! reader

cw: FLUFF, (slight) NSFW // lap pillow // ktober

a/n: there are THREE vers. of leon in this post because they give that boy WAY too many damn personalities (re3r, re4r, re6)

𝕬𝖑𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖙 𝖂𝖊𝖘𝖐𝖊𝖗 (any rendition)

Giving you his lap:

Doesn't typically invite you to lay on his lap, you usually are the one to just wiggle your way onto him

Once he picks up on you liking it though, he'd probably offer when you were sad or upset about something

The dude has got rock-hard thighs because of his genetic mutations

It starts to get uncomfy pretty quick, so you gotta grab a pillow for yourself to place under your head (never back down, never WHAT?!)

Sometimes he grabs the pillow for you absent-mindedly because he knows you're gonna ask/get up for it

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Usually never leads to anything nsfw, especially so if he's working while you're on his lap

I really only ever see it leading to nsfw stuff in the event that you approach him with the intention of seducing him (in which case it'll be you servicing him -- only sometimes it'll lead to full-on sex, as long as you're forward about wanting it)

Using your lap:

He doesn't automatically lay on your lap -- you're the one who offers it to him and he usually turns it down

It's not that he doesn't like it, he just isn't someone who is too big on physical touch

he also feels embarrassed laying in such a position

When he does lay on your lap, it's usually because you put him there against his will (typically when he's sad)

he secretly likes it

You like to stare into his eyes since they're such a unique color. he claims to hate it (he doesn't, he's just prideful and won't admit he likes cheesy lovey-dovey things)

Gets mad at you if you mess up his hair (doesn't physically stop you though, just grumbles and complains about it half-heartedly)

Can't fall asleep no matter how comfortable your legs are. he's just very particular in the way he falls asleep (and everything else, too)

If he doesn't have anything else to do, he'll usually just lay there and wait for you to fall asleep. If you do, he'll get up and carry you to the bedroom, covering you up before going back to work

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Doesn't usually lead to anything nsfw in this scenario either

You gotta lay it on thick if you want him. he's a smart man and he can pick up on social cues -- he just isn't the type to have a high enough sex drive that causes him to jump at every opportunity available

𝕮𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖔𝖘 𝕺𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖎𝖗𝖆 (re3r)

Giving you his lap:

Will both offer and/or just randomly place you on his lap 24/7

If you get on his lap first without him saying anything, he gets really excited. The "my-cat-fell-asleep-on-me" kind of excited

He's got substantially thick legs. Can be pretty comfortable to lay on when his legs are relaxed -- although sometimes he tenses his legs unconsciously and you have to ask him to unflex them

Has a little bit of trouble staying still for a prolonged period of time. He'll start out pretty still, but if you're having a conversation or he gets too into it, he'll make a lot of movements with his arms and/or upper body

Constantly in awe of you. Trying to look at your face, trying to pet your hair or rub your legs, etc. Just can't get enough of you.

He likes talking to you as you lay on him, too. Not very silent unless you fall asleep on him, in which case, he often glances down to look at your face. Will take pictures of you if you're okay with it, too.

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Leads to nsfw things pretty often. In this scenario, you're the one to initiate it most of the time since you're the one by his package

Gets an almost immediate boner every time. Dude's got a high sex-drive and it doesn't take much from you to work him up

If you do end up playing with him in some way, he'll either want to pay you back or have full-on sex

Using your lap:

Literally just throws himself down on you. Most of the time you don't even have to ask if he wants to use your lap. He just does

Makes you pet his hair. Rub his facial scruff. Touch his arms. Dude is needy af

If you're eating something while he's on your lap, he'll just let you feed him. Seriously, you just stick stuff in his mouth and he eats it without saying anything

If your legs start to fall asleep and you ask him to get off, he'll just swap positions with you and put you on his lap instead

Will make you take selfies together while he's on your lap. Then proceeds to send them to his friends (usually Tyrell) as a way to brag about how he has a cool partner

Falls asleep on you really easily and snores loud as FUCK

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Will start to get extra touchy if he wants to initiate sex. He'll reach up and cup your face, wrap his arms around your midriff and snuggle his head into you, etc.

Starts by giving you oral and it's usually the gentle, slow, loving kind.

If it leads to normal sex, it's probably going to take place on the same surface where he was lying on your lap (i.e. -- couch, bed, floor, etc.)

𝕮𝖍𝖗𝖎𝖘 𝕽𝖊𝖉𝖋𝖎𝖊𝖑𝖉 (re: death island)

Giving you his lap:

Occasionally offers his lap to you. Doesn't do it too much because he's not always thinking about it

Most of the time his offers are either because you're sad or because you're watching something together

His thighs are a mix between hard and soft. He's pretty muscular, so at first you'd be expecting more of a solid feeling, but it's not as bad as you'd have guessed. It's a just-right type of deal. (could be due to the fact that he's getting older...)

Isn't super touchy. He'll rest his arm along your body, maybe, but other than that he doesn't do anything too extra. The two of you kinda just enjoy the idle comfort from one another

Very chill kind of lover. Wouldn't get mad if you started getting a bit squirmy or tried readjusting your head's position every 3 seconds

If you have a bowl of popcorn, he's reaching in a grabbing handfuls for himself -- doesn't notice he's eating most of your snack either. (he'll apologize and get up to make another bowl for the both of you, though. And then he'll eat most of that, too)

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I don't see him initiating anything out of the blue, or even if he's turned on in this scenario. I do think though that if he got a boner, he'd kinda just awkwardly wait for it to go down. In that case, you'd be the initiator, offering to help him out

Would be fine stopping after reaching his orgasm. Might offer to play with you using his hands. He'd be open to sex if you suggested it.

Using your lap:

Never lays in your lap on his own. Often turns you down when you offer him to lay in your lap

I feel like he likes being in more dominant positions, if that makes sense? He likes being the big-spoon, while you're the little spoon

In the rare occurrence that you do get him on your lap, it's just kinda awkward. He just lies there with his arms crossed

Tries to get comfortable, but can't. He's a big guy, so it's a little tricky for him

Tries his best to stay on your lap if that's what you want, but eventually gives up. Offers for you to either lay on his lap or lay against his chest instead

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Not much, if any nsfw things result from this scenario

Maybe if you started running your hands along his arms or touching on his chest, something would happen. He'd probably make a flirty joke about you feeling him up, and then things would go on from there

𝕰𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖓 𝖂𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘 (re7, re8)

Giving you his lap:

Offers his lap whenever he's trying to be romantic or considerate of you. Really only offers because he thinks you like it

Not to say that he doesn't like it -- he'll take any kind of touch from you -- he just doesn't have any kind of preference. Touch is touch

He's got soft thighs. He's not built, but he's not in bad shape either -- he's got a very average build, so his legs are pretty comfortable to lay on.

A lot of the time, he plans to ask you if you want to lay on his lap beforehand. He'll make snacks and lay them out on the coffee table, or he'll light some candles in the bedroom -- it all feels very loving and soft

He likes to place his arm under yours and hold your hand while you watch something. He does the circular thumb movement, too

If you have a baby together, and it starts to cry, he'll grab a pillow and put it down under your head before going to check on the child

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Honestly, you're the one jumping him most of the time, and it's not because he doesn't take initiative -- it's because the way he cares for you turns you on

Usually starts once you lean up to kiss him...and keep kissing him

If you're in the living room, he takes you to the bedroom to have sex. It's the kind that's very gentle, slow, and passionate

He gives great aftercare, too. Cleans you both up, and carries you to the shower if you want to take one

Using your lap:

He'll lay in your lap if you suggest it to him, although he doesn't do it on his own very much.

Thinks it's cute when you ask him, and he cracks jokes as he goes to lie down

Makes sure to be very still. Tries not to readjust his head too much, thinking he might annoy you with it

Usually keeps his arms crossed when his head's on your lap. Again, tries not to move too frequently

If you have a kid, they'll try to take your other leg, and Ethan thinks it's funny that you've got two people on your lap

Your kid will request that you pet their head, and Ethan will follow along teasingly. You end up running your hands through both of their hair

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If he starts rubbing your knee or the area above it, you know he's trying to start something up

You often say something along the lines of, "I know what you're trying to do," and he laughs and admits it

He'll lean up and kiss you, and then the two of you will take things to the bedroom. Again, you have very gentle, slow sex -- plus good aftercare

𝕷𝖊𝖔𝖓 𝕾. 𝕶𝖊𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖉𝖞 (re2r)

Giving you his lap:

Will offer you his lap sometimes -- he can be a little absent-minded, so it's pretty much an occasional thing unless he notices you frequently putting yourself in his lap

He's a little shy about you laying on his legs, but he likes it a lot

He's got really comfortable thighs to lay on. They've got a slight bit of muscle to them, but not too much

He's a little awkward when it comes to knowing what to do with his hands. He'll pet your head, but he does so with a strange rhythm -- or accidentally yank a little bit of your hair. He then apologizes profusely and pulls his hand away. If you want him to keep touching you in some way, you have to guide his arm/hand down and place it where you want it

The first few times you lay on his lap, he's pretty stiff. As your relationship continues, however, he gets used to it

Will quietly fall asleep after a while and you won't even know it until you try saying something, noticing that he isn't responding

Occasionally mumbles stupid stuff in his sleep. Sometimes you can hold a conversation with him and he won't even remember it

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You're the one who initiates it most of the time. He'll get a boner and you'll tease him -- he'll flirtatiously tease back, and you'll end up servicing him where you're sitting

If you're in the living room he worries about staining the couch, but will let you continue if you tell him to not worry about it

Passionate, fairly vanilla sex. He doesn't really like being too rough with you because he worries he might be hurting you

Decent aftercare -- he cleans you up first, and once you're both cleaned up, he asks if you want to go back to lying on his lap

Using your lap:

Only occasionally he will put himself on your lap of his own volition. Usually, you're the one to ask him if he wants to use your legs as a pillow, and agree

Very rarely turns you down, if at all. It makes him really happy when you offer your lap up to him

Tells you almost every time how comfortable your thighs feel.

He likes it a lot when you touch him. Leon likes you petting his hair, rubbing his arm, but his favorite out of every option is when you take his hand and hold it. It feels like a very tender moment to him

Likes to talk to you while he's on you. Whether it be about the show you're watching, his day, your day -- he's talking

Sometimes he will spell things out on your leg using his finger and make you guess what it says. It's usually something random like "cactus," or "pizza"

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The two of you will tease and flirt with one another, and that's what leads to things heating up. He'll sit up and start to kiss you, and that's typically the cue that the two of you will be having sex

Sometimes he starts with oral in this kind of scenario, sometimes it just leads straight to a little bit of foreplay then sex

Again, very vanilla, but loving and caring sex. He gives good aftercare here, too

𝕷𝖊𝖔𝖓 𝕾. 𝕶𝖊𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖉𝖞 (re4r)

Giving you his lap:

Knows when you could use his lap, and offers it accordingly. He has a good sense of what you need, and when -- even when you're not upset

Feels very comforted when you accept, and likes the feeling of your weight on him

He has really nice legs, and they're fairly soft. They aren't as cushiony as when he was younger (re2r), but still comfortable to lie on

No longer awkward with his hands, knows exactly what to do with them. He's got very smooth, rhythmic movements as well

Doesn't fall asleep with you in his lap as much as he used to, but it'll happen occasionally. He tries his best to stay awake, wanting to spend time with you -- even though it's hard for him because he doesn't get as much sleep anymore and he gets really relaxed with you around him

If you feel him up, he'll laugh and tease you about it. He thinks it's funny when you poke into the fatty-muscled part of his arms and legs

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Using him as a lap pillow leads to nsfw things quite a lot. Sometimes it's started by you touching him up, sometimes it's started by back-and-forth teasing, sometimes it's started by him asking for a kiss

The sex has gotten a little less vanilla over time -- nothing too crazy, but the two of you have definitely explored many more positions, kinks, etc. as time went on

He's got a routine down for aftercare as well -- the two of you know what the other likes, meaning that you're both left feeling pretty satisfied after the deed is done

Using your lap:

Doesn't really put himself on your lap randomly anymore. Over time, he's realized he prefers having you on his legs instead -- but he's not against laying on your thighs

If he does put himself on you, it's usually for good-times sake

He still compliments you on how soft your legs are

Leon falls asleep much more on your lap than when you're on his. Sometimes it knocks him out right away -- he just can't help it

Loves when you move his bangs out of his eyes, especially if the two of you are watching something

He now automatically takes your hand in his, holding it. He doesn't let it go, either, even if he falls asleep in your lap. There's no getting it back until the two of you separate

Doesn't make conversation as much as he used too -- as he got more comfortable over time, he didn't always feel the need to fill in the silent gaps. He does make quite a few quippy one-liners if you're watching something, though

Leon still plays the word-drawing game with his finger on your body, except now he chooses harder words like "potassium," or "armadillo" (though, sometimes, he misspells them and the two of you laugh about it)

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His new cue for initiating sex is by squeezing and playing with your leg -- although flirting and teasing still leads to sex between the two of you a lot, also.

The sex ranges from slow and gentle, to fast and passionate. It just depends on what kind of mood the two of you are in

Again, the two of you have a pretty good aftercare routine going, and you're usually very cuddly with one another once you've both finished

𝕷𝖊𝖔𝖓 𝕾. 𝕶𝖊𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖉𝖞 (re6)

Giving you his lap:

Even years later, he's still really good at predicting when you want to use his lap. He offers it at all the right times

Thinks it's cute that the two of you have this years-long tradition going on. He jokes that someday, you'll be in the retirement home together trying to get onto his lap haphazardly

His legs got a lot more hard as time went on. You joke around, telling him that he's hard as a brick now -- but you secretly still enjoy resting on his lap as much as you used to when his thighs were softer

Falls asleep a lot like he did in the beginning -- he's getting old and more tired as time goes on. However, he is good at staying awake if the two of you are watching something

If you like to watch reality TV, he shits all over it/the people in it (He secretly likes it though; his favorite is The Bachelor)

You've started joking around with him, telling him to take his shirt off when you're in his lap -- you tell him that you don't know how many years left you'll have to look at his abs, and that you need to enjoy them thoroughly before they're gone (he only laughs and tells you he'll have them forever, 'till the day he dies)

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Still leads to nsfw things, although not as much as when the two of you were younger

You're not as wild, doing crazy positions -- but you do try different, smaller things to spice it up in the bedroom occasionally

Aftercare is still the same, although sometimes you're the one cleaning him up now -- for some reason, despite his job, sex seems to take the life out of him

Using your lap:

Started putting his head back onto your lap more. He does it in a joking manner, but it became special to him overtime due to your guys' history of doing it

If you have a kid, and they like putting their head on your lap, he uses them as an excuse. He'll make some silly joke, telling you that he needs attention, too

Instead of complimenting your legs, he now presses kisses to them randomly. He knows that over time you became a little more conscious of your body, so he started doing this to ensure you he still thinks you're beautiful

Both him and your kid will fall asleep on your lap. Sometimes one of them will snore really loud and wake the other up --you try to stifle a laugh every time it happens

Lets you or your kid tie his bangs up so that he can see the TV without them getting in his eyes. He thinks it's funny

Still makes you put your arm around him, holding onto his hand. Over time, he's started kissing it every once in a while, as well. He's very affectionate with you

The finger word-drawing game has reached a new height. He has started googling impossibly long and difficult words. You can't even beat him anymore -- and you can never tell if he's actually spelling the words right

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Leon still squeezes your leg to signal that he wants you -- although he's a little less playful with it, as he's conscious that you're a little more sensitive about your body nowadays

Again, pretty normal sex-life for your ages -- if not a little more frequent than others like your peers

Your aftercare is still the same as well. You and Leon have no complaints, and the two of you will likely continue your routine until you can't anymore

For the official and original Kinktober 23 prompts, check here. Credits to @kinktober2023 for the ideas!

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coqvttes · 6 months

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୨୧― KINKTOBER: ❝DOLLED UP!❞ ― CARLOS O.

― ꒰ CORRUPTION ✰ KINKTOBER M.LIST ꒱ ―

୨୧˚ synopsis: after making you wait nearly two months to lose your virginity, you surprise him in lingerie that you know he can't resist corrupting you in.

୨୧˚ warnings: nsfw 16+ only, virginity loss, lingerie, p in v, petnames, fem!reader, sub!reader, dom!carlos, creampie, teasing, fingering, spitting, some aftercare, lmk if i forgot anything!

୨୧˚ wc: 2k (my bad lol this is not proof-read)

its been nearly two months since you've been with carlos. everything has been wonderful, but the only problem is that you're a virgin, and he still hasn't fucked you yet. you know he is the one, but you just can't bring yourself to ask him properly. you've hinted at him, but he brushes it off. he just doesn't want to make you feel like he's forcing it on you because you're not ready. being faint-hearted didn't help either; you were too shy to ask him, and you've had to make do with what he'd give you. lingering touches, messy kisses, and filthy words that all but led to nothing. he'd claim it was too early or that you weren't ready yet, and you'd just nod, too meek to protest.

but now, you don't think you can wait any longer as you plop down on your bed, your eyes boring into the ceiling. you turn your head to the side, and your gaze averts to the pretty white lacey lingerie set sitting on your duvet that you had bought just for carlos. a little surprise for him. but you'd never had the chance to wear it for him because you weren't ready? well, now you are, so you pick up your phone to dial his number, and he picks up after a couple rings.

"carlossss, can you over? pleeeease?" you whine, lying on your tummy on your soft bed. you kick your feet up on the bed as you plead with him. you can hear his smile as he speaks.

"sure, baby, what's up?" you heart aches as you hear his gruff voice from the other side of the phone. gosh, you're so needy, you start to feel wet from just hearing him.

"mmm, nothing, just miss you and i wanna show you something.." you know, if you tell him your true intentions, he'll probably protest.

"show me something, huh? you’re so cute. what have you been up to too, hm, princess?" he teases, completely oblivious to your little surprise waiting for him. you let out a soft, mischievous giggle.

"it's a surprise! you have to come over to see ittt."

"alright alright, i'll see you in 30? try not to miss me too much, hm? i know it's hard," he chuckles, and you can't help but grin and roll your eyes.

"don't be too long."

— ୨୧ —

it's been around 20 minutes, and you're all dolled up in the set, kneeling on the bed, anxiously waiting for him. your eyes are trained on the doorway, excitement coursing through your body. you wonder how he'll react and what he'll say. you're snapped out of your thoughts as you hear the front door open, and you recognize his heavy footsteps as he makes his way to your bedroom.

as the door swings open, his breath hitches, and he freezes at the doorway of the bedroom, gawking at you as you sit prettily in the middle of the bed. there you were. dolled up in a gorgeous white lacey set, barely covering anything, and you just looked so adorable in it.

“fuck, baby—“ he can’t bring himself to finish his sentence as he stares at your tits that are practically spilling out of the skimpy bra you wear. your innocent doe eyes gazing right back into his own, nervously.

“do you like it?" your voice is quiet and meek; his heart melts at your question, and he can’t even find the right words to say. you reach out a hand to him, desperate to be close to him, and he finds himself moving closer to you instinctively.

“i love it, baby. i love you,” he says, walking closer until he stands at the foot of the bed. he takes your hand and pulls you close. leaning down, he presses his lips against yours in a sweet kiss. you moan into his mouth, your other hand moving up to grasp his hair. kissing carlos always leaves you breathless. the way his lips capture yours just perfectly, the way his stubble tickles your soft face, and the way his hand slides up to cup your cheek tenderly. he pulls away from you with a smile on his face.

“i’m ready, carlos, wan’ you to make love to me." you whisper. his breath hitches at your words, and suddenly you're helping him tug his cargos down. he pulls his compression shirt over his head and drops it onto the bedroom floor. the matress dips slightly with the weight of him as he rests one knee on the bed. carlos then reaches behind you to unclasp your bra, and he slips it off of you. a shy blush adorns your face as you reveal yourself to him for the first time. he lowers his head to press gentle kisses over your tits, and you both moan in unison when his warm tongue glides over your sensitive bud. your fingers tangle in his hair, pushing him into your chest desperately.

"you're so beautiful," he says, leaning up to kiss you once more.

he grins against your lips as his hand slowly slides up your inner thigh. he then toys with the band of your lacy panties before sliding them to the side. he backs up and lowers himself on the bed so you can feel his hot breath on your glistening cunt. he leans in, and you think he's going to kiss your heat, but instead, he spits on it! bringing his rough palm to cup your wet cunt, you let out a pathetic whimper. you must be so needy for him, he thinks. he gathers up your arousal before pushing his middle and ring fingers inside you, groaning at how wet your cunt is. you feel yourself instantly weaken as his fingers enter you. from all the sensitivity that had been building up, your back arches off the bed, your head falling back into the pillows. a grin adorns his features, and as he watches your every reaction, he curls his thick fingers inside of your cunt before pumping them in and out of you in a slow rhythm, hitting the spot inside of you that makes your vision blur and your jaw hang open.

"mmm! faster!" you whine, writhing in the sheets, desperate for release.

"say please, princess."

"please!" you plead, glossy eyes gazing down at him. how could he deny you when you begged him like that? his calloused thumb gently rubs at your bud in circular motions, further stimulating you, and you feel your release wash over you in an instant, your thighs trembling violently as you mewl out his name. as you come down from your high you catch him staring at you in awe.

gosh, he's not even sure if you're really that innocent with the way you’re testing his patience right now. he's trying his hardest not to pin you down and fuck you completely dumb with the way your finger rests on your plump bottom lip. the way you rub your legs together. and the way you give him those pretty "fuck me" eyes. maybe its because you've been needing him for so long. depraved of his touch. but it doesn't matter because he loves it. and he's going to show you just how much he does.

and before you know it, he’s nudging the tip of his throbbing dick against your overstimulated, slick entrance. your mouth drops open slightly when you gasp at the stretch as he pushes his length inside your warmth. struggling cunt barely being able to swallow all of him as your grip on his muscular bicep tightens and your brows furrow. he sinks his entire length in with a low groan and notices your discomfort before he coos.

"shit, baby, it will feel good soon, i promise." you nod and he starts building up a good pace, pushing himself in and out of you sensually, grinding against your clit a few times to make you feel good.

he lifts your legs for you with his palm resting on the underside of your thighs for a better angle. the pleasure begins to replace the harsh sting of the stretch, and you try to suppress your needy moans by covering your mouth with your palm. but carlos has none of it, and he pulls away your arm, pinning it next to your head.

"let me hear you, doll."

he then makes it his mission to draw out all of your gorgeous noises by pounding into you faster and harder. as he picks up the pace, you can't bring yourself to be quiet anymore, and soon soft whimpers and mewls spill from your lips, and he swears he's never heard prettier sounds. his gaze is now fixated on the way your cunt keeps sucking him back in. what a lewd sight.

"is it too rough, sweetheart?" he asks, as he quickly remembers that this is indeed your first time, not wanting to go too hard on you because he knows it must hurt. you shake your head and slide your hand up to his cheek.

"i-i like it-" you interrupt yourself with a moan as you feel him hit a particular spot inside you that has your mind going numb. wanton moans spill from your pretty lips as his hips snap against yours; the sweat rolling down his abs makes him look like a god right now, and you just want to kiss him so badly.

"kiss me," you whimper, hands clinging to his broad shoulders for support. your needy lips beg to feel his as he lets out a soft chuckle before leaning down to press his lips to yours. he pours his passion out for you into the kiss, and you whimper into his mouth, tongues clashing against each other. when he pulls away, you find yourself breathless and your lips swollen. he continues to thrust into you, and your hands move up to grope on your soft tits, pinching and tugging at your sensitive nipples. he nearly cums at the sight and replaces your hands with one of his own, further stimulating you as you start to feel overwhelmed by the pressure in your core.

"fuck, just like that, doll," he moans, feeling his release nearing as well. your wet heat clenches around him so perfectly that the momentary feeling causes a lapse in judgement, and he whispers in the heat of the moment.

“fuck, baby, shoulda fucked you sooner. gonna ruin you so bad, doll."

as if your body responds naturally to him, your mind goes blank, and your moans grow high-pitched as you feel the entire force of your release wash over you completely. he releases his grip on your thighs, and your legs close around his waist, pulling him flush against you, keeping him close as he releases inside of you, letting out a guttural moan. he drops his head to your shoulder and litters your collarbone with gentle kisses in contrast to his rough thrusts earlier.

"didn't go too hard on ya did i? how do you feel, hm? i know i'm good," he teases, pulling out of you slowly. wow, even after fucking your brains out, he remains cocky. but you love it and you shake your head at his words.

"thank you," you breathe out. he smiles as he's reaching for his briefs before pulling them on. he caresses your cheek tenderly.

"you don't need to thank me, gorgeous," he chuckles lightly before dissappearing into the bathroom and returning to you with a cloth.

"mm i love youuu," you say as he begins to clean you up, slipping off your panties and wiping you down with the slightly damp cloth.

"love you too, pretty girl," he says before snatching your slick-covered panties from the duvet and stuffing them in his pocket.

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ivysoul · 11 months

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me when i’m the first person to request a lil carlos fic from youuu 😁 here’s what i’m thinking.

carlos is a pussy eating god. literally would stay between your thighs for hours, and he has. reader starts feeling bad, feeling like she doesn’t give him the proper gratitude he deserves for taking care of her all the time. so she’s determined to give him the most toe curling, sheet gripping, life altering head imaginable, not letting up until she feels like he’s had enough.

tl/dr: reader gives carlos the head of his lifetime, practically overstimulating him ^^ (i hope this made sense.)

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pairings carlos oliveira x fem!reader

summary since the beginning of the relationship, carlos has spent majority of his time in between your thighs, bringing you to the stars. now it’s time to return the favour and increase it tenfold than what you were doing before.

warnings most sheet gripping oral i’ve ever written (m), praise, reader calls carlos good boy like once, overstim, two orgasms. nothin too crazy !! (carlos also calls the reader mama a lot don’t talk abt it i literally can’t stop.) not proof read don’t come for me.

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“What’s gotten into you?”

It was right of Carlos to be suspicious of you when you all but jumped on him the moment he walked in the door. Your hands ventured across his body, giving his large biceps a few firm squeezes before going to wrap around his neck. And the kisses were passionate (as always), but needy. So incredibly needy.

You were never this visibly antsy, you were always able to tone it down even if all you wanted was Carlos. But he was gone for almost two weeks and you found yourself missing his company and feeling incredibly lonely.

“What, a woman can’t miss her boyfriend now?”

Your fingers looped into the waistband of his pants, but not venturing too low. However Carlos, having spent too fucking long away from you, felt his body react before his brain could catch up. His t-shirt made him feel too hot and clammy and he needed to get it off. Preferably in the bedroom. With you.

“You’re acting like I was gone for such a long time, sweetheart,” even he didn’t believe the words entirely himself, because it was a long time. Any amount of time away from you is a long time to him.

You didn’t respond, figuring your actions would speak for themselves. So, you dragged him by his belt loops to the bedroom and took his clothes off for him one piece at a time.

Carlos smiled down at you but furrowed his eyebrows. “Y’know, I was gonna take a shower. I would assume that’d be more hygienic before we do this.”

You chuckled lightly. “You could roll around in cow shit and I would still wanna fuck you,” he stared at you. “Okay maybe that’s a bit of a stretch but you get the point. A bit of dirt never scared me.”

He rolled his eyes playfully as you pushed him onto the bed, crawling your way over to him. You sat hovered over his half hard cock, reattaching your lips to his and tugging roughly at his hair. The action caused for him to moan into your mouth and squeeze his arms around your body tightly.

Your gripped his shoulders, nails digging into his skin. “Missed you so much, baby,” you pulled away to say, a bit breathless.

“I missed you, too, honey,” he smiled at you lovingly. He’ll never get tired of looking at you. “Want me to make you feel good?”

You almost nodded, too into the routine of him coming back and finding home in between your thighs. But instead, you shook your head, biting your bottom lip in an attempt to hold back a grin from looking at his confused expression.

“Why not?”

“‘Cause it’s your turn.”

Those words alone caused his cock to reach a full erection.

You didn’t give him head often, he always insisted on the fact that your pleasure came before his. Plus, in his eyes, if he got to have sex with you, it was enough. He got most of his pleasure from giving you yours, and he didn’t have a problem with that one bit. But you did, for the most part.

So when you did suck him off, you made sure it always topped the last occasion. This time was no different.

You started placing kisses on his neck, making your way down to his collarbones, leaving little lovebites on his skin. It looked like a trail going from his collarbones to behind his ear and it made you giggle, which in turn made Carlos giggle.

Though his laughing stopped when your brushed your thumb across the tip of his cock. The laugh trailed off into a whine, and it made you smirk.

Your lips are at his v-line now and your free hand is tangling in his happy trail. Your kisses are sloppy and wet, and when you lean back to look at his cock, you audibly moan at the sight.

The tip was an angry red colour and leaking pre-cum. And god, you didn’t even know he could get this hard. “So pretty, baby. Your cock is so, so pretty.”

Carlos didn’t expect you to take his entire length down your throat in one go, but here you were. You gagged when he hit the back of your throat, tears immediately accumulating in your eyes, but you kept going when Carlos let out a throaty moan. The sound made your clit throb.

“Holy fuck,” his voice was strained. You freed his cock from your mouth and trailed your tongue up a prominent vein, circling around his tip when you made it to the end of the vein. You pumped his cock with your hand, relishing in the way he was so needy for your touch.

Then, you ducked up head down and took one of his balls into your mouth, sucking and kissing at it as he groaned. His fingers laced through your hair, trying his best to keep it at light tugs, but he found it harder and harder as time went on. “Shit, mama. So fuckin’ good at this.”

You squeezed around his tip and hummed in appreciation, which of course, only made him whine. Moving to his cock once again, you took him into your warm mouth, hollowing out your cheeks and bobbing your head up and down agonizingly slow.

Carlos tried—he really did—to keep his self control, but every ounce of it was lost to you. His hips suddenly bucked up into your mouth and made you gag, not that either of you were complaining whatsoever.

You sped up your pace now, leaving Carlos a moaning and whining mess. Moans of your name repeatedly leaving his lips. He looked so pretty like this. Hair disheveled, lips swollen and wet from the previous kissing and him biting down on them. The pleasure he was feeling in this moment was intense. He hasn’t felt like this in a while. His head was spinning and his abs were tense. He felt like a fucking teenager with how badly he needed you.

“Mama—‘M so close. Fuck, fuck,” his fingers tangled in your hair and tugged harder than he meant to, but it caused for you to moan around his cock, which sent vibrations of pleasure directly through it. “Uhng! Sh-hit…”

You moved one of your hands from his thigh to his balls and cupped them, groping them firmly, just how you know he likes it. So it was no surprise when he felt his orgasm approach way too quickly for his liking.

You lifted your mouth from him, a thick string of saliva connecting you to his tip. With a hand moving up and down his cock in fast motions and the other on his balls, you looked up to him through your lashes, wet with tears. “Y’gonna cum for me, baby? Gonna cum down my throat?”

“Fuck yes, mama. Gonna fuckin’ cum. Needa cum so bad. Please,” you always loved it when he begged. So how on earth could you possibly tell him no?

And he came when you resumed your actions. He released a noise that sounded like a mix of a moan and groan as he came down your throat, shooting hot, white ropes of cum. You swallowed every bit that he gave you without once lifting your head. And then continued.

If he was gonna spend hours on end with his mouth on you, you were gonna spend some time with your mouth on him. Despite his overstimulated state and his whines for you to lay off.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, shit!”

His sounds were like music to your ears that wanted to bottle up and keep to yourself. Unlike his usual deeper voice, his voice now was higher pitched. You loved it when he got like this.

The pain mixed with the pleasure made him see literal stars. His chest was heaving and his ears were ringing, but god did he love it. “M-Mama—oh f-fuck! Can’t. Can’t.”

You squeezed his thigh assuringly, letting him know that he could get through this. Besides, you weren’t sure you quite payed back the favour yet. You could tell he was getting close again, by the way his hands were getting more and more restless and the way his cock twitched in your mouth.

And then he was cumming inside your mouth a second time. Unlike last time, you lifted off of him to swallow, deciding to give your throat a small break before you went at it again. You could definitely see why he loved to eat you out for so long.

You beamed at him, smiling sweetly and rubbing his thighs soothingly. “You did so good f’r me, my love. Such a good boy, yeah?” Your voice was hoarse and your throat burned a bit, but quite frankly, you didn’t care one bit.

He looked down at you with low lidded eyes and smiled weakly. “Yeah. ‘M good f’r you, mama. Love you so much.”

“I love you too, hon,” you manoeuvred your way up to straddle his hips again and kissed him deeply, and he moaned at the taste of himself on your tongue. “But I’m not done with you yet.”

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sanjismywhore · 10 months

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Nothing To Be Ashamed Of

Insecure! Carlos Oliveira x Reader

Warnings: Nsfw/suggestive, gn reader, short fic

Carlos is insecure about his dad bod, but you provide reassurance.

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Laundry basket in hand, you quietly tip-toed around the house picking up dirty clothes along the way. As you entered your bedroom, you were about to bend down to pick up a couple of shirts. You paused your motions once you noticed Carlos standing in front of the full-length mirror, in the corner of the room.

He stood shirtless, turning to the side occasionally as if searching for markings on his skin. His hands roamed over himself absently, as he always did when he was in the process of shaving off a few pounds.

He glanced out at you through a reflection that distorted his face. “Hey,” he greeted in a low voice while continuing to inspect himself intently.

“What are you doing?” you asked after a few moments of him just staring and examining himself in silence. However, he gave you no response. He just continued to stand there.

His shoulders drooped a bit as he let out a soft sigh, almost like he was sulking. You couldn’t see his face in the reflection because of the way he was positioned, but you could tell something was off.

You stepped forward to set the laundry basket on the floor beside him. He didn't appear to hear you until you spoke again. “You alright?”

He slowly turned to face you with an expression of disappointment. “I’ve been putting on some weight.” He muttered with insecurity laced all over his voice, “Can you tell?” He asked anxiously, gesturing to his chest and stomach, indicating which part of him seemed larger, heavier.

But you didn’t see much of a difference. Sure, his muscles weren’t as defined as they used to be but they were still there. Only softer. Most of the weight he gained went to his chest and abdomen, so there were light stretch marks along his upper and lower body.

Still, it wasn't super obvious, and he looked good. He still had the physique you liked. Broad shoulders, a big chest, and an ass that was always worth checking out. A little tummy never hurt nobody.

“You look good, Carlos. Don’t fret over the small stuff.” You reassured, giving him a quick peck on the cheek.

“I just… want to look more like my old self.” He sighed, “I used to look strong, and it made me feel like I could do anything.” His eyes drifted from your face as his voice grew softer. “But now… I’m not as active as I used to be. I feel like some paunchy loser.” He made his point by grabbing a fold of skin and looking more depressed than ever.

You grabbed his hand, “I don’t think that.”

You emphasized firmly by squeezing his hand gently. “Carlos, it’s been years since Raccoon City. We’re getting older, you’re body won’t stay young and fit forever. If you wanna get back in shape, by all means, go for it. You can do anything if you put your mind to it.”

You lifted one of your hands to caress his cheek in your palm,” But no matter how much time has passed, I will always love you no matter how you look.”

You interlocked your fingers with his, “And I will always find beauty within you." You made a promise, "Even when the wrinkles start creeping in, even when you get scruffy and gray. There is beauty in you, I see it every day.” You assured with conviction.

His gaze fell from your face to the floor. His eyebrows furrowed together, his forehead creased slightly. Your heart ached for him as you stared into those sad brown eyes.

He didn’t say anything, but you knew he could hear the sincerity in your words. So you kissed him on the forehead instead of speaking, hoping that would convey what you wanted to say better than words. Your lips lingered against his forehead, brushing softly against his warm skin.

Pulling him closer, your lips drifted all over his skin. From his temple to his jawline, then the bridge of his nose. Your kisses trailed down to his neck.

Carlos went rigid. He didn’t respond at all. Not until you reached the bottom of his chin and brushed his beard with your thumb. Then, finally, his lips parted.

“Still think I’m sexy?” He broke his silence with a cheeky remark.

“Always.” You smiled before trailing your fingertips across his chin and up to his lips. “Dad bods are a total turn-on.” You added.

Carlos laughed as he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you into a strong kiss. You smiled against his lips as your fingers danced through his hair, tugging at it lightly. “God, we haven’t had sex in a while.” You muttered between kisses.

He groaned against your lips. “I know.” He began planting kisses down your jaw, “I haven’t been asking 'cause I thought you wouldn’t want me…” His teeth grazed your earlobe, leaving a trail of butterfly kisses behind.

Your breath hitched as you grabbed his shoulders, “Are you kidding? Carlos, I will always want you.” When he pulled away, you moved closer and attached your lips to his neck, nipping and sucking at his skin. You felt his body stiffen and shiver beneath your touch. “Just thinking about you makes me want you.”

You mumbled humorously against his neck as you continued to suck on the spot, eliciting a moan from him. He tightened his grip around your waist, “Yeah? You mean it?”

“Yes.” You pressed a kiss against the side of his face, “I want this to be about you. It’s all about you.” You punctuated each sentence with a small kiss. “You’re my whole world.”

Carlos pulled away, placing both hands on your cheeks and pressing his lips against yours for a slower, more sensual kiss. You moaned softly and wrapped your arms around his neck, tangling your fingers with his soft, curly locks.

He held you close and deepened the kiss. Eventually, you started grinding into him in a manner that made him whimper a bit. “Want me to take care of you?” You asked when you finally broke apart, stroking his cheek gently. He nodded.

You took him by the hand and lead him over to your bed. You crawled onto your knees as you situate Carlos under you. He laid back, letting you straddle his hips. You leaned down and gave him open-mouthed kisses along his jaw while your hands cupped his pecs.

With every touch, he bucked his hips upwards and pushed into you harder. He arched his back in pleasure as you continued to kiss his neck. “You're so sexy," you said as you trailed wet kisses down his torso. "I wanna fuck you all night long." You whispered.

His hands moved down your back to rest below your ass. He massaged the flesh underneath his hand as he pressed his body upward. You can feel his hardening cock he is as he ruts against your clothed mound.

You leaned over him, resting your forearms atop his chest to keep yourself upright. You gazed down into his face. His dark eyes glimmered with passion. “Please… please fuck me, baby.” Carlos pleaded quietly, moving his hand from underneath your ass to grab the hem of your top.

You obliged, quickly pulling the shirt up over your head, tossing it aside, and slipping out of your pants. You crawled back over his bare torso and placed gentle kisses down his chest and his stomach.

He shuddered a bit as your lips found their wait toward his navel. Carlos’s body felt hot against your skin. Your hands gripped his thighs tightly as you made your way lower and lower. All he could do was watch as you pressed your face against his erection.

You kissed his tip through the fabric of his boxers, eliciting a soft groan to escape his lips.

Carlos’s eyes fluttered shut, his head tilting back as he tried desperately to control himself. He couldn’t help but let out a few whimpers when you started rubbing circles over his dick, making him arch his hips up to meet your lips.

“God, (name)…” He groaned desperately, “Please…” A small whimper escaped his throat.

Your hands slid up to firmly hold him down, smirking against his length. “Shh, baby. I have you. Just relax for me, alright?” You cooed, curling your fingers around the waistband of his boxers. Effortlessly, you slid them down enough for his throbbing cock to spring out.

You licked your lips, staring down at his gorgeous dick that stood proud. Your tongue swiped over his tip, teasing it for a moment with multiple swipes over its slit.

A ton of pre leaked from his tip, dripping slowly down to land on your tongue. You brought your hands up to cup his balls and rolled the head of his shaft between your fingers.

As soon as you squeezed them tight enough, his body arched off the mattress. “Fuck, don’t tease me like this. Please, baby…” he begged through clenched teeth.

You looked into his eyes as you finally sucked his tip into your mouth. A loud grunt escaped him, which only served to increase your lust.

Carlos’s hand slipped into your hair, holding it tight as he tried to remain silent. He watched your face intently, trying his best to ignore the intense sensation of your throat closing around his cock. As you continued to swallow him whole, you bobbed your head up and down with every thrust.

“Baby…” The sounds coming out of his mouth were so needy. They sounded desperate. They were laced with pain. You wanted to soothe him. You wanted to give him everything.

“Don’t stop…” Carlos pleaded. “Please.” You swallowed him whole as his hips lifted gently off the mattress. You had to hold him down firmly so that he could stop squirming, but eventually, you came up for breath.

Carlos gasped a little and whined at the loss of your mouth. “No…” He gave you a look of desperation.

You leaned over him once again, smirking as his cock twitched for you. “Don’t worry, I said I’ll take care of you.” You whispered huskily against his lips.

You kissed him passionately as you mounted his hips, grinding your hips over his cock. He growled lowly as you ground harder and faster.

“(Name)...” He groaned, his head falling back as his eyes rolled into the back of his head.

He opened his legs wider so that you had more access to him. You could feel his cock pulsating against your entrance.

He bucked his hips upward, trying to get as much friction in between your thighs as possible. “Come on, baby. Fuck me.” He whimpered, holding onto your hips and looking up at you for permission.

“So needy.” You chuckled. Leaning forward, you kissed him deeply and took him inch by inch. When he bottomed out, he moaned loudly and his head fell back against the mattress.

“That’s right baby.” You whispered between kisses as you rocked against his length, “I know you love this.”

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clockmax · 10 months

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carlos size kink.. *ponders*

mdni, nsfw below, requests open

Carlos Oliveira who'd tease you about your height at first. Giving you stupid nicknames before laughing it off. He get a small laugh at how annoyed you'd get. he's just a pain in your ass like that. Always constantly teasing you.

Carlos Oliveira who'd also love how you felt in his hands when he was fucking you. How it was so easy to move you around, how he would so easily stretch your walls out. You couldn't help the height difference, it was genetics, but man did he use it to his advantage.

Carlos Oliveira who would press his palm against the small bulge that formed, whispering in your ear how good your taking him, tight walls clamping around him.

He'd love to have you in cowgirl just to watch how you move your hips, trying to take him all the way while you whine and moan. Eventually moving his hands to hold your waist, teasing you about it before pushing you down, moving your hips back and forth for you, feeling your clit rub against him sometimes as he pushed on your gspot.

He'd use it to his advantage. Either it be to tease you, move you, or just anything. Carlos Oliveira who'd carry you with your legs wrapped around his waist, pushing you up on the nearest wall. Eitherit be for muscles or just the height difference alone, it was easy for him to do this. Having the occasional wall fuck as he holds you, bouncing you up and down his cock.

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d10nyx · 2 months

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here's a drabble of u.b.c.s carlos finding you injured during the outbreak :3

cw: 18+ content, fem!reader, carlos is a horrible flirt but he's cute so it's okay, oral(f!recieving), masturbation, fingering

You're holed up in the storage room of a store, trying to find something to help treat your injury - not that you had any clue of any first aid procedures. You hear the door open as you're fumbling with some bandages, your eyes shooting up in the direction of the noise in a panic.

No zombies, though. Just a guy. His eyes scan the area before they fall on you, his gaze dropping to the injury on your thigh suspiciously.

"You infected?" He asks, taking a few cautious steps towards you, his grip on his gun tightening slightly as he approaches.

"No... no, I got sliced on a broken window when I was escaping a building."

"Ah, that's a relief. Wouldn't be right to have to shoot a pretty lady like you." He says with a grin, lowering his weapon before walking right up to you and setting his gun down. "Let me have a look. You ain't stopping any bleeding wrapping it like that."

His kneels down in front of you, taking a look at the gash on your thigh. He reaches behind you to grab the stuff you'd collected to (poorly) treat your wound, picking up a disinfectant so he can clean you up. "Not normally my style hurting ladies, but... this might sting a little."

You wince as he begins to clean your wound, but a strong hand wraps around your thigh to keep you steady. He has you all cleaned and bandaged up in no time, settling his hands on your hips as he remains kneeling at your feet. His hand shifts along the waistband of your jeans, pausing at the button.

"You know... normally I save this kinda thing for girls after I take 'em out for dinner, but. Well, I think we could both use the stress relief. You in?"

Realistically, you know you should say no. The apocalypse isn't exactly the best time to get down and dirty, and you're not sure there's a more embarrassing way to die than having a zombie rip your throat out when you're getting head. But there's an insanely handsome guy on his knees in front of you, and this could be your last day on Earth, and a little self-indulgence isn't going to hurt anybody, so you nod.

He wastes no time after seeing you nod, pulling down your jeans and underwear, shooting you a toothy grin as he comes face-to-face with your cunt. He's a fucking tease, though, because he just drags his nose along the inside of your thighs for a moment, ignoring your pussy as he sucks hickies into your soft skin. You make the prettiest sounds, so he really can't help himself as he hastily opens his trousers and pulls his cock out, fisting it as he leans forward to press an open-mouthed kiss to your clit.

He uses the thumb of his free hand to part your swollen lips, groaning as the sight of your slick dripping from you. He dives in, greedily tonguing at your hole while his nose constantly nudges your clit. His beard rubs your thighs so deliciously, and you start to think friction burn might be a blessing. Your hands find their way to his fluffy black hair, gripping onto it as you buck your hips towards his face. You feel him smirk into your cunt, peering up at you through his brows. Smug bastard.

He sucks your clit into his mouth, flicking his tongue against it as he fucks two fingers into your pussy, curling them until he has you keening. "There we go. Found it. You gonna cream my tongue, pretty girl?"

He starts fucking his fist more desperately now, your moans spurring him on as he feels you clenching around his fingers. He nips at your sensitive clit with his teeth before suckling it again, rubbing the pads of his fingers against your sweet spot until you're gushing all over his face. He keeps stimulating you through your orgasm, stroking his cock leisurely before he cums with a grunt, coating the floor between your feet.

After you've both recovered a little and redressed, he stands up and drapes an arm casually over your shoulder. "Hey, if we both get outta this alive... any chance on me getting your number?"

#carlos oliveira x you #carlos oliveira x reader #carlos oliveira smut #carlos oliveira #resident evil x you #resident evil x reader #resident evil smut

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imagine you and carlos have been dating for well over a few months. he's pretty comfortable with you as you are with him, but there are still certain lines that haven't been crossed just yet. most of which involve your shyness in bed. he's made it clear that he wants to be your safe space, of course. open to anything at anytime, no judgement. you want to, but you've never been with someone as accepting and inviting as carlos. it's hard to indulge in yourself no matter how badly he wants you to, hence his slight surprise when you fuck yourself dumb on his cock.

a/n ;; I’m new to tumblr and this is my first uh. drabble? so plsss be nice lmao i just thought i’d throw this under the re smut tag since it’s been sitting in my notes for MONTHS. yet somehow it’s probably poorly proof read. by all means pls leave feedback if u want :p

content ;; 18+, carlos oliveira/fem!reader, cowgirl position, dirty talking, praise, carlos is very chatty and handsy lolz, lil bit of teasing, overstim (f receiving), choking near the end (m receiving), pet names (baby, princess, doll), i think that’s it, pure smut under the cut

situated in his lap as he thrusts up into you, constantly whispering sweet nothings into your ear, one hand roaming ever curve and crevice as the other holds you close... it was finally too much. he finally broke you.

"fuck, carlos-" you moan into his ear as you tighten around his cock, nails digging into his skin. your hips begin moving to meet his thrusts and a groan escapes his own lips. "that's it, baby, cum for me," he mutters against your skin, "so tight and messy for me, princess."

you ride out your high, panting as your hips slowly approach a halt. your orgasm subsides, yet... there's a yearning for more. you want more. need more.

"so good for me," he coos, "so fuckin' perfect." he's expecting you to be done and he begins to sit up. you're quick to press your hands to his chest, though, hesitation in your movement for only a split second. carlos looks to you in thought, and he doesn't get a chance to question you before you pull yourself off of his cock and plunge yourself onto him again with an overwhelmingly loud moan.

"carlos, I-" you start to explain, but it's almost as if you don't know what's happening either. "fuck, I need..."

"'s all good," he all but growls into your ear, gripping your hips and thighs to help move you up and down on his length. "goddamn, doll, finally," carlos teases, head rolling back into the pillows with a deep groan. it's clear he's been waiting for this, waiting for you to let yourself go. "gonna fuck yourself on this cock, yeah? use this thick dick 'til it's fuckin dripping with your cum? shit-" he's still talking, making you crave more of him, and this time you take it.

he lets a deep, strained groan out as his hand moves to grip your ass, giving it a harsh smack that has you writhing above him. "fucking hell," you moan, hips moving up and down with a newfound vigor. his thumb circles around your clit, as if you weren't already overstimulating yourself, and something else snaps. a soreness brews in your thighs, but instead of pausing your hand finds it's way around his throat. pressing him into the mattress.

"this what you've been wanting, princess?" he moans, more high pitched than usual as he admires you above him. you look absolutely ethereal, fucked out face and tits bouncing in time with your hips. "you'll be the death of me, gorgeous. look so damn pretty using me."

this scenario was kinda projecting lmao happy new year !!

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navstuffs · 10 months

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Your (ex)boyfriend's neighbor

Pairing: Carlos Oliveira x F!Reader

Summary: Your boyfriend cheats and breaks up with you, and you find solace in his neighbor's arms.

Warnings: SMUT SO MINORS DNI, porn with plot, carlos is brazilian in my fics, mention of cheating (not between the main pairing), carlos is taller than reader, p in v, masturbation (f), exhibition, some possessive!carlos, tiny cockwarmimg

Author's Notes: hiii! finally, finally i have a fic for my boy carlos prepared. fun fact: the cat carlos has/had is named after a character from a kid's comics in brazil: a boy named cascão who simply HATES water! all credits for the image go to @rysanf who so kindly let me use it their image, thank you so much! check their blog they have the BEST pictures (i mean it)! enjoy your reading!!

You slam the door of your boyfriend's apartment, tears flowing down your eyes. How could he? After years and years of commitment and promises of eternal love? For you get dumped just like that? You are furious, the ring on your finger burning against your skin. You have to get it out. You pull it and throw as far away as possible, almost hitting Carlos Oliveira returning home.

"Oh, sorry, Carlos, sorry!" You murmur as he looks at you, tears falling down your eyes.

"You okay?" Carlos asks, worried. You shake your head, looking down at your feet, sniffling.

Carlos ponders for a moment before opening the door of his apartment. You think he will leave you alone, but he keeps the door open, motioning with his head for you to come in.

-x-

It doesn't take a genius to figure out you broke up with your boyfriend, especially for Carlos Oliveira, who almost got hit by your ring; Carlos never liked your boyfriend that much. He never treated Carlos wrong or anything, but something didn't sit right for him.

It could have been with the fact that on the day your ex moved to the building, Carlos watched you carry a heavy box while your ex carried a much lighter one. Not wanting to jump to any conclusions, Carlos immediately offered you two help, and your eyes went from his muscular arm before looking at his face and thanking him.

Your ex never liked how comfortable you were with Carlos, but you used to tell him that was nothing to worry about. Because, well, there really wasn't. You would never have cheated on your boyfriend, and Carlos was way out of your league.

That didn't stop you from secretly admiring Carlos. Since your first meeting, the electricity pierced your veins when you accidentally bumped into or touched each other. There was a particular tension even when you two crossed eyes, but nothing you would act on it.

Today is different.

You enter Carlos's apartment, and he closes the door. You are furious, angry, upset and confused. You sigh, looking around. It is your first time in Carlos's apartment: it is definitely not what you imagined. It is much more comfortable and full of light. You instantly feel safe and much calmer there.

"You want some water?" Carlos's voice comes from the kitchen, and you answer a distracted yes, your eyes wandering around his living room, stopping by his bookshelf.

There are a few pictures in there: one of a much younger Carlos with an older woman, both smiling, which you judged to be his grandmother. Another one of a big black cat with green eyes, which makes you smile.

"I see you found Cascão's picture."

Carlos is at your side, offering you a cup of water. You thank him, drinking it in a few gulps.

"You have a cool place," You tell him as you are done. The cold water feels good against your throat. "Not what I would have imagined, anyway."

"Not as manly?" Carlos teases, and you shake your head, embarrassed. He chuckles. "Don't worry, I get that a lot. Not what you would imagine from a guy like me."

Carlos and you cross stares as he finishes saying this, and a chill goes down your spine. The tension is palpable in the air, especially after you notice Carlos probably just came from the gym: his hair is wet, some droplets in his dark jacket. Your eyes go down to his gray pants, and you are gulping. You shake your head, placing the cup on his bookshelf before you mumble an apology and move to the exit. Carlos holds gently into your arm, his dark eyes scanning your expression.

"You didn't tell me what happened," Carlos whispers, his tone so soft and caring that your legs turn into jelly.

You should leave now, you think. You should leave before you commit some sort of mistake with Carlos. Ignore that he is also breathing rapidly, his dark eyes focused on your lips. Ignore your heart beating fast against your chest and your body screaming to kiss him.

But that's what you do. You kiss him, and Carlos doesn't open his mouth back when you lock your lips with his. You separate, thinking you screwed up.

"I am sorry, I shouldn't have—" You start before Carlos holds into your shoulders, scanning if you are serious.

"No," Carlos answers, his eyes focused on you. "But do you want this?"

You nod. You have never been more sure of something in your entire life.

-x-

You are in Carlos's bed in no time. You know you want this: you have wanted this since the first time you saw him. Carlos kisses your neck brings you back to the present as he takes the last piece of your clothing, your panties.

If you knew you would be in Carlos's bed, you would have worn something more sexy. He doesn't seem to mind your cringy comfortable pair of panties, no, his eyes are full of desire from the top of your head to your toes. He is engraving you on his mind, taking you all in. You are much, much more beautiful than he imagined; how many times has he touched himself and fantasized about you spread like that in his bed?

"Are you still sure about this? Last chance."

"I want you, Carlos. Always had."

Your confession seems to awaken something in him, and Carlos doesn't have to hear more. He shoves two fingers inside your wet cunt, making your back arch. Your hands look for him, anything you can hold, as Carlos fingers you, keeping a steady pace. Carlos watches, fascinated by your pleasure expressions as you bite your lips down.

This is much better than any fantasy he had.

When Carlos finally, finally hits your pleasure point, his thumb focusing on your clit, you place your hands over your mouth so you don't scream. That's when Carlos realizes: he left his window open, so enchanted with you that he was, curtains and everything. A window right in front of your ex's bedroom. He motions to get up and close, but you hold into him, shaking your head.

"As you wish."

You are so close now, so close. But you don't want to cum without him, but it has been so long since your last orgasm. You try to move away from Carlos to signal you are about to cum, but he keeps you there, his movements much faster now. When you finally cum, your toes curl as your entire body shakes.

Carlos waits for you to recover, your breasts coming up and down. You look at him, drunk with your orgasm, as Carlos finally starts to undress, his eyes never losing contact with yours. Now it is your time to be left speechless: Carlos's body is built like a freaking Greek God or a statue to represent the peak of a male body. Your eyes wander from his toned hairy chest down, his arm, his abs, and his pubic hair. Your eyes widen slightly when you stop by his dick, and you wonder if you will survive tonight. Carlos wants to be gentle, he really wants to, but you bring something feral inside of him.

He needs to have you.

"Ready?" Carlos asks, and you gulp, nodding.

Carlos enters you slowly, groaning, feeling you squeezing down on him. It had also been too long for him: with his line of work, he was allowed a quickie here and maybe his hand at some night. Carlos knows he isn't going to last, not with your pussy squeezing him down so deliciously. You are perfect, made for him. His eyes roll in his head, and he needs a moment inside you to calm down and control himself.

"You are so tight. So warm," Carlos declares, his voice soft.

You can only bite your lips in response, your legs locking around his hips as your arms hold into his back. You need to hold onto something so you don't lose your mind. Before Carlos can start moving, he has a sudden idea.

"Hold tight onto me," He whispers in your ear.

You don't even care what he is about to do, Carlos could do anything with you at this point.

Carlos lifts you from the bed, and you hide your face into his neck, inhaling his smell. Carlos carries you near the wall close to his open window. Your back welcomes the coldness of the wall until he starts moving, poking directly into your cervix. You sob, attempting to keep your voice down.

"Hey, hey, look at me. Look at me." Carlos demands, and you open your eyes to find his staring directly at you: full of passion and lust. "Do not hold back. I want to hear you," Another thrust, making you wince with pleasure. "I want this whole building to hear you."

His hands go to your ass, keeping you steady as he snaps, his balls slapping against your ass. The way Carlos is gazing at you should give you an orgasm alone. It has gotten too much, and your voice comes out loud with every thrust. You scream his name, scream "Harder and faster!" You don't care anymore if the whole building can hear you. You want them to hear.

"That is it... let it all out," Carlos whispers in your ear, satisfied, biting your neck.

You both won't last, and Carlos's thrusts become even more erratic. You pull his hair, moaning incoherent things, when finally, the pressure into your core becomes too much, and you cum, screaming Carlos's name so loud you wouldn't be surprised an innocent bystander by the street could hear you.

"That is it, that is my good girl," Carlos whispers as he gives one final thrust before cumming himself. He grunts, his seed filling your walls, and he hides the face on your neck, giving one final bite.

Carlos slowly pulls away from you, a small, proud smile on his face as he sees small spasms in your body, a satisfied smile on your lips. He carries you into bed, placing you there gently, and when Carlos looks up, he thinks he sees a shadow in your ex's window.

Carlos can't help but smile, closing his curtains before joining you in bed. You seem awake now, and you look embarrassed. Breathless but embarrassed. You look adorable, Carlos thinks.

"You okay? Need water?" Carlos asks, lying at your side. He rests his head on his arm and places his arms around your stomach.

"Yeah. I am fine." Your eyes can't meet his. Carlos is worried you regretted this. He doesn't want to ask, but he decides to joke, "Regretting this already?"

"N-no! No!" You seem shocked, shaking your head. "No! I just- it is complicated."

"I get it. You just broke up with your boyfriend. Things aren't supposed to be easy..."

You sigh, staring into his attentive eyes.

"I don't want you to feel like I have used you, Carlos."

"If that is how it is, I can always be used by you. You call, and I answer." Carlos giggles, content you don't regret him.

"Of course you would," You laugh back, hitting light on his arm.

"I mean, I could invite you to dinner if you want. To make you feel less guilty," Carlos says, the teasing tone disappearing as he looks serious in your direction. You play with the hair on his arms, thinking.

"I would like that," You admit, a warm fuzzy feeling installs on his chest.

"Good."

Carlos kisses you on top of your forehead before nuzzling at your side. Not even five minutes pass until he falls asleep, and you watch him, his expression calm. You smile, closing your eyes.

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obsolescent · 6 months

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Kinktober - Day 23

Prompt: Lap pillow

Pairing: Carlos Oliveira x Reader

Author’s Note: When I first got into RE, Carlos was my MAN and he still is and I feel bad this is my first time writing for him, I need to do some more with him!! Enjoy!

Content Warnings: AFAB reader, gender neutral language used for reader, fingering, oral sex.

“Here, lift up for me, baby.”

Carlos’ voice is almost a whisper, leaning over the side of the couch where you’re laying down, dozing off. You stir when you feel his hand on your shoulder and he repeats his request. You prop up on your elbow before sitting up more, allowing him to sit on the cushion, Carlos guiding you back down, head in his lap.

You hum, settling against him. His soft but muscular thighs create an expansive plane for your head to rest, while his hand begins to pet your head. Beginning to wake more, a small smile on your lips at his ministrations.

You nose into his thigh, breathing in his scent. The fresh smell of his clothing mixed with the citrus and woodsy scent of his cologne, combined with his hand’s movement, wraps you in a sense of security and protection.

You bring a hand up and lightly trace patterns over his thigh, reaching as far down and his calf before coming back up. You feel Carlos shift, his fingers scratching at your scalp now. The television illuminates you two, quiet murmurs coming from the speakers as you both bask in each other’s presence.

Carlos moves again, nudging your head forward, more towards his knees. Your eyebrows crinkle in confusion, before noting that he’s moving you away from his crotch.

Oh.

Sly smile forms on your face, you continue to run your fingers along his leg, his sweatpants a thin barrier between his skin meeting yours. You nuzzle against his thigh once more, sighing, hoping your warm breath is felt through his clothing.

It is, because once more he adjusts you, this time clearing his throat. “Amor…” he says, voice low and breathy. Humming again, you turn over towards him, the bulge in his pants confirming your thoughts.

You smile up at him, heavy lidded. Your hand splays across his left thigh, dragging it upwards to his waistband. He’s bashful, tanned cheeks stained red. “‘M sorry–” he starts but you shush him, fingers hooking into the lip of the pants, but your fingers don’t move any further.

Instead, you move your face closer to the tent steadily forming, kissing it. He groans, head tilting back against the couch. Carlos has always been so sensitive, allowing himself to be soft and pliable in your hands. You mouth his clothed cock, his scent still present along with musk. Reaching further into his sweats, fingers splaying across his skin, hot to the touch.

“Baby, please,” He whispers out, hand tightening in your locks. You oblige, reaching further in to grasp his dick, Carlos pulling his sweats down further with his free hand. Now exposed to the temperature of the room, he hisses, before moaning as your mouth kisses his tip. You pull the foreskin back, licking into the slit.

Carlos swallows hard, a breathy fuck as he watches you. His eyes venture down your body, silhouette hardly seen through the long nightgown you wear. ‘Easy access’ he thinks, his hand running along your curves. You hum, the vibrations pulsing through his cock cause him to shiver.

He persists, hand slipping under the hem and running up your leg. You let out a surprised noise but allow him to continue, spreading your legs for him, inviting. He bites his lip, gown going up along with his hand, until he’s exposed your underwear.

He cups you, rubbing your cunt through the cotton. You moan, sinking further down his length. Carlos grits his teeth but continues, pulling your underwear down just enough to have his palm directly against you. “Tão Molhado,” he mumbled, your hole dripping already. His large fingers dip in, gathering wetness to slide in easier.

He slides a finger inside your tight heat, and you guide his dick towards the back of your throat. Working you open little by little, slipping in another finger, you cry out around him. His thick fingers, two just enough to fill you up. The stretch feels good, and when he begins to slide them in and out of your pussy, curving his fingers and pressing deeper at each pass inside, your eyes roll back.

Your free hands skates down your body, finding your throbbing clit and rubbing it in fast circles, picking up speed with your mouth as well. Grunting, Carlos gets the memo and mimics your pace, fingers noisily pumping in and out of you, your slick running down your thigh.

Carlos' hips begin bucking, getting desperate for release. The motion sends him further in, you gulping around his thick cock. He lets out a choked noise, his hand grabs your hair and keeps you down on his shaft, coarse curly hair ticking your nose at the base of his dick

Hips twitching as he finally cums, releasing inside your throat with a guttural sound escaping him. His dick bows inside your mouth, spurts of hot seme that you eagerly swallow. His slumps against the sofa, satiated. His fingers had stopped moving in you when he had cummed, and he realizes he’s still knuckle deep in you, dick softening in your mouth and your hand still circling your engorged clit.

Slipping out of your mouth, he pulls your body around, your cunt now facing him. “What–” is all you get out before his fingers plunge back inside and his mouth latches to your clit. Crying out, it doesn’t take long for you to cum, spilling over his fingers and clit twitching against the powerful suction he has around you.

Carlos licks his fingers clean, picking you up and settling you in his lap, stroking every inch of skin he could reach. You bury your face into his neck, inhaling his scent once more. “So…What was that about?” you say against his skin, a grin forming. He chuckles, “Was just thinking about my baby, that's all.” He grabs your face and angles it upwards. “Incrível,” more of his sweet words said in between kisses, his hold firm and providing that sense of safety once more.

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coqvttes · 2 months

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carlos o. bend me over and play with me

୨୧˚ synopsis : carlos bending you over his lap to play with you, forcing all your cute little noises out even if you’re shy, he’ll find a way to get em out of you.

୨୧˚ warnings : fem!reader, sub!reader, dom!carlos, mean!carlos, spanking, fingering, teasing, pussy slapping, petnames, mentions of oral, lmk if i missed anything!

୨୧˚ wc : 800

୨୧˚ a/n : requested by anon! here <3

“is this all you needed, doll? just wanted your pretty little pussy slapped and played around with?” he coos, a menacing grin plastered across his handsome features as your face burns a bright red. he’s right, it’s just what you wanted. his sneaky fingers slip through your glistening folds, playing with the arousal that’s gathered around there like it’s a toy.

you let out a pitiful noise when he pulls his fingers away, which are still yet to stimulate you properly as the hunger for release builds up inside you, he’s not giving you what you really want. it’s as if he’s doing this for his pleasure.

he slaps your poor cunt repeatedly and you can practically hear the lewd squelching sounds that are almost masked by your pathetic whines as he chuckles down at you almost mockingly. his fingers continuing their relentless attack on your now puffy cunt, oh your poor thing.

“carlos! you’re being mean!” you wail, trying to crawl off of him but he holds you down over his thighs with his strong grip.

“you ain’t going anywhere, sweetheart, i’m not done with you yet.” his free hand rubs gentle circles on the plump of your arse before smacking it cruelly. you whimper pathetically as your body jolts forward from the sting.

he coos at you before doing it again on the other side, you cry out from the burning sensation but your body betrays you as your arousal spills out of your hole, your cunt clenching around nothing as you desperately yearn for stimulation. you hate to admit it feels good.

it was impossible to say you were humiliated considering how much essence was dripping out of your cunt onto his lap. you knew it and carlos knew it, you fucking loved this. and he’d definitely be lying if he said he didn’t love it too, if not, more.

“yeahh, you like that? hmm?” he mocks, a smug smile on his face as his thick fingers tenderly glide over the curve of your arse before dipping into the wetness of your cunt, again, slipping in and out of you slowly with ease as he whispers filthy little things into your ear.

you almost don’t hear his question because of the overwhelming pleasure taking over your senses but you mewl faintly before weakly nodding.

“talk to me, baby,” he demands, curling his fingers inside of you, nudging that spongey spot inside of you that has your eyes squeezing shut and your toes curling.

“mmm! yess- ahh i lovee it, carlos!”

“fuck yeah, i know you do, baby,” he chuckles, before pulling his fingers out of you in a single motion, you cry out at the loss of pleasure and try to wiggle back into his hand but he stops you.

with his beefy arm, he firmly keeps you bent over his lap like a toy before he suddenly shoves his fingers inside of your warmth again, driving them in and out of you mercilessly, groaning at the wetness you’ve accumulated from his relentless teasing.

you practically scream out from the change in speed, taking you by surprise as you try to keep a grip on the bedsheets, but the force of his thrusts is too strong as you find yourself jolting forward, and all you can do is just take it.

his other hand which was holding your body down on the dip of your back, now slides up to your bouncing tits to grasp at them greedily. you whine out pathetically as he rolls your nipples between his fingers, he toys and tugs at them playfully eliciting a string of lewd noises from your mouth before returning his hand back to hold you down.

he picks up the pace of his fingers, now pumping his fingers in and out of you animalistically. you kick your legs up violently, whining from overwhelming sensations of pleasure and your hand flies up to cover your gaping mouth, muffling all the cute little noises you make as he viciously thrusts his fingers into your hole.

you rest your weight onto your elbow that digs into the bed before carlos pulls your hand away from your mouth, with nothing to rest on your head falls onto the duvet, your cheek pressing against the bed as you just lay there and accept the pleasure he gives you.

“don’t do that, wanna hear you, doll,” he growls, and you give in, letting all the noises of appreciation spill out of you, and he fucking loves it. the pleasure in your tummy builds up as his fingers curl perfectly inside you.

you let out a broken moan as your release hits you deliciously. his fingers don’t slow down as your body spasms uncontrollably, your cunt clenching around him tight as your arousal sticks to his fingers, practically spilling out of your all over his thighs.

but you know it’s not over yet, you just know that he’s gonna lay you down on the bed and spread your legs to lap up at your juices, because you’re his perfect little doll, and you’d let him play with you anytime he wants. <3

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ghostkennedy · 1 year

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In The Middle ~ Jill Valentine and Carlos Oliveira

~Jill Valentine x Carlos Oliveira x fem! Reader~

Word count: 5652

Content warnings: smut, sexual content, MFF threesome, friends to lovers, lots of heavy making out, love bites, oral female receiving, oral male receiving, fingering, light teasing, light begging, p in v sex, praise, slight use of daddy, face sitting, creampie, love confessions, pure filth and sin tbh but a little bit of fluff too

!!!!!!!!!!!!MINORS DNI! GHOSTKENNEDY IS STRICTLY 18+!!!!!!!!!!!!

After everything you've been through, you should always expect a situation to change in the blink of an eye, without any warning signs or build up. You should always be prepared for any outcome, no matter how ridiculous it may seem, but you still find yourself completely surprised at the situation you find yourself in. One moment things are innocent and sweet, the next they’re heated and every one of your nerve endings is on fire.

A movie night between friends, just like the many movie nights spent together before. Some horror movie playing much too loudly, a coffee table covered in an assortment of snacks and drinks, cozy beneath too many blankets, your two best friends on either side of you. You three were super close, a close knit bond forged over things the rest of the world could never understand.

After the dark things you’d each encountered all those years ago, you always kept things light amongst each other. Endless flirtatious jokes, a platonic touch here and there, looks exchanged knowingly, suggestive conversations, intimate knowledge shared. But it was all under the bond of friendship, right? You had a deep level of comfort amongst each other, an understanding of each other. Boundaries were outrageous when you knew the inner workings of someone’s mind so intimately.

So when Carlos’ hand rested on your left thigh, you paid it no mind. As he gently massaged the skin beneath his rough fingertips, you’d let your eyes fall shut and appreciate the comforting feeling. Jill’s arms wrapped around your right arm, hands engulfing yours, her head nuzzled into your shoulder, was a very welcomed touch. You let your head lay on top of hers and truly, you could’ve fallen asleep just like that.

A jumpscare in the movie pulled you out of your sleepy trance, startling you. Both of your friends chuckled at your reaction, but you just rolled your eyes and relaxed your back and shoulders again. You cracked your neck, letting out a low groan, before letting your head fall against the back of the couch.

You slowly become aware of Carlos’ hand moving further into your inner thigh, the touch on such sensitive skin causing goosebumps to rise up on the back of your neck. You raised your head up and turned to look at the man, finding him staring directly at your face. You cocked your eyebrow in confusion as he continued gripping your thigh and staring into your eyes. Your eyes were pulled down to his lips as he ran his tongue across them. A slow smirk grew on his face as your eyes met his once again.

His other hand reached out, caressing your cheek as you leaned into his touch, allowing your eyes to fall shut at the soft sensation. Absorbing the comforting feeling of him, his lips suddenly meeting yours pulled you from your haze. Your eyes flew open to find his closed, losing himself in the feel of your lips against his. The shock slowly faded as you allowed your eyes to flutter shut and finally kissed him back. You two slowly began to move your lips together, Carlos groaning at the feeling of you meeting his kiss.

His rough hands were still on you, such a sharp contrast to the softness of his lips. Your eyelids were firmly closed, but you could still feel them rolling into the back of your head at the sheer ecstasy of him. His tongue dragged across your bottom lip, a gentle request met with an enthusiastic invitation into your mouth. Your tongues ran over, under, and all around the others. Slowly, sensually, at first, but the longer your mouths were pressed together, the more passionate the kiss became.

He ever so slightly moved his lips away from yours, just enough to bring his hand from your cheek down to your chin so that he could run his thumb across your bottom lip. The gesture so simple, so gentle, had a soft whimper falling from your slightly agape lips. Your eyes slowly opened and you were met fuzzily with him looking straight into you, as if you were baring your soul and he were committing it to memory.

His hand fell from your cheek, as a softer, much smaller hand ran up your other cheek, urging your head to face your friend on the other side of you. Jill had a small grin on her face as your eyes found hers. Her hand slowly caressed your jaw, inching further to the back of your head until her hand cupped the back of your neck. She gradually drew your face closer and closer to her, until she finally closed the gap between the two of you, your lips colliding with hers.

You thought your lips meshed together perfectly with Carlos, but Jill’s kiss was just as perfect in an ever so slightly different way. It only took a few seconds before the two of you deepened the kiss, the taste of her lip balm flooded into your mouth, overtaking your taste buds and she tasted so fucking good. Your body was starting to catch up with your mind, your hand drifting up her arm until you got to her hair, entangling your fingers in the locks as you pulled her even closer to you.

You felt your hair as it was pushed aside, baring your neck for the man on the other side of you. His lips left wet, open mouthed kisses up your pulse point, eventually bringing his lips to your ear, pulling your earlobe between his teeth. He gently nibbled on your earlobe, causing you to let out a moan into Jill’s mouth. She bit your bottom lip, swallowing up all of the little noises slipping out of your kissed out lips.

Your eyes opened as you turned to check on Carlos beside you. He pecked you on your lips before reaching out to Jill, pulling her into a kiss right in front of your face. Their mouths moved passionately together as you looked on in wonder. You got lost in the sight of them, the two of them looking so good together like this. You blinked your eyes several times, clearing the haze from your mind, becoming more aware of the arousal growing between your thighs.

Jill crawled over your legs, Carlos pulling her into his lap. The kiss intensified as Jill straddled him, slowly grinding her hips down into his. The scene was too hot, too inviting for you to sit idly by any longer. You pushed yourself up on your knees, latching your lips onto Carlos neck just below his jaw, sucking a love bite into the skin. You licked the spot soothingly once you were satisfied with the mark you’d left, running gentle kisses down his neck.

You brought your head over to Jill, kissing along her exposed collarbone. She removed her hand from Carlos, entangling it in the back of your hair, pulling you deeply into her neck, urging you to give her the same treatment as you’d given Carlos. You hardly needed encouragement, immediately latching onto her pale skin. She moaned into their kiss as you sucked on the area right above her collarbone.

Your stomach was twisted up in knots. You weren’t sure if this was really happening or if you’d fallen asleep on the couch watching the movie and had slipped into a scarily real dream. Your skin felt hot and sweaty beneath your clothing, slowly beginning to feel trapped in them. You weren’t left with much time to think before Carlos was reaching out and bringing your lips back to his in a messy kiss as Jill’s fingers gently ran down your back.

Your hands tangled in his dark, wavy hair as you two devoured each other’s mouths. You weren’t sure how this feeling could get any better, and that’s when Jill’s lips connected with your sensitive neck. She alternates between soft pecks to harsh suckling on your skin, no rhyme or reason to her movements. She kept you suspended, not knowing exactly where she would land next. Her kisses and love bites were driving you crazy, just as she had intended.

Carlos pulled away from your mouth and latched his mouth on the opposite side of your neck of where Jill was working. They continued kissing all over your neck, lingering in places that elicited a reaction out of you. Not one inch of your skin was left unkissed by the time Jill pulled away from your neck and pulled you into another kiss. This time, she slowly explored your mouth, savoring everything you had to give her.

Carlos’ mouth was hovering over your ear, you could feel every little breath he took. His hands trailed over to your hips, his fingers digging into skin there. He held onto you like you might blow away if his grip lessened even slightly.

“You have no idea,” he whispered directly into your ear, causing goosebumps to gather in clusters across your skin, “how long I’ve waited to do this.” His hands kneaded into your hips firmly.

Jill’s kisses turned into gentle pecks as she spoke, “So, so fucking long.” She uttered the words in between kisses. Hardly able to pull her lips away from yours to even speak to you. Every ounce of your body tingled from the attention they were giving you. It was overwhelming in the best way.

You pulled your mouth away from Jill’s, your hands were still tangled in Carlos’ hair but your eyes were locked on Jill’s.

“How long?” you asked softly, causing Carlos to chuckle softly directly into your ear. Your reflexes cause you to grip your hands tighter in his hair.

Jill whispered, lips ghosting barely above yours, “Since the day I met you.” You blushed at her words, realizing all of the innocent touches and flirting were not so innocent to her. To both of them.

“I think I’ve waited for the two of you my whole life,” Carlos spoke into your ear, causing you to turn and meet his eyes, “Feels like we’ve waited an eternity for you to notice the way we look at you.” You smashed your lips against his in response to his words.

Jill’s lips were suddenly up against your ear as she spoke, “You’ve been so oblivious to how much we want you. We’ve waited for you to realize it, to put it all together.” She nibbled on your earlobe before speaking again, “But we knew we wouldn’t make it through another movie night with you between us.”

Carlos spoke against your lips, “Couldn’t fucking take it anymore.”

You pulled your head back enough so that you could look between the both of them, “I honestly thought you guys had a secret thing going on on the side. Thought you didn’t want to make things weird so you guys kept me in the dark.” Jill raised her eyebrows at you with a smirk on her lips, Carlos failing to stifle a laugh.

“Without you?” he spoke, a smile plastered on his face. “We’re nothing without you, sweetheart. It’s always been you.”

“It’s a package deal. It’s the three of us or none of us,” Jill said as she tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear. “Do you want us, sweet girl? Do you want us as much as we want you?” she asked, looking into your eyes in search of answers.

You bit your lip to fight back a smirk, “Fuck, I’ve always wanted you. I’ll always want you,” you shifted your eyes to look at Carlos, “Both of you.” You’re sure the grin on your face matched the wide grins plastered across both of theirs.

Jill climbed off of Carlos’ lap to come and straddle yours. Her arms wrapped around your neck as her lips crashed into yours again. You weren’t sure you could ever get enough of Jill’s lips. Your hands ran up her legs and grasped her ass in both your hands. Her hips grinded down into you, your hips grinding up to meet hers with every movement she made.

You gripped her ass as you stood up, sitting her back down on the couch so that you could climb on top of her. Your lips never once break apart. You reached out for Carlos, pulling him closer to the two of you. You broke away from Jill’s kiss as you guided Carlos’ face to hers, their lips immediately locked together.

Your hands reached out to rub Jill’s breasts through her shirt. You planted your face in her neck, groaning at the feeling of her not wearing a bra. You felt her nipples harden beneath your touch. You tweaked the buds between your fingers, Jill’s back arching in response.

She pushed Carlos away from her, allowing her to pull her shirt over her head, her bare chest on display for the two of you. As if there was a gravitational pull between the two of you, you were immediately latching your mouth around her nipple. As you sucked on one of her nipples, your other hand massaged her other breast. You couldn’t stand to leave any part of her untouched.

You switched breasts, sucking on the other with the same persistence as the previous. You peaked up at Jill and saw her and Carlos heavily making out once again. You moaned around her breast at the sight of them together. You could watch the two of them like this all night.

You pulled yourself back, hands wandering down Jill’s waist and across her abdomen. Your fingers grazed across the waistband of her jeans. You leaned forward peppering gentle kisses across her neck.

“May I?” you asked her as you undid the button on her jeans.

“Fuck yes,” she said breathlessly. You couldn’t help but smile into the crook of her neck as you slid down her zipper. Your fingers slid into the belt loops on her jeans, pulling and urging her to lift herself up. She happily raised her hips as you pulled her pants down and off of her.

You bit back a moan at the sight of her black, mesh panties. You slide your hand beneath the waistband of her underwear, middle finger immediately making contact with her clit. You continued to nuzzle your face in her neck as she let out the hottest moan you’d ever heard at the contact.

You ran gentle circles around her clit before slipping your fingers down through her folds and feeling the wetness coating her panties and hole. “You’re so fucking wet for us,” you said before sucking a love bite into her neck.

“And you’re not?” she spoke, letting out a breathless laugh as she arched into your touch.

“Hey, we’re not talking about me right now,” you told her as your soaked fingers went back to massaging her clit in small, gentle circles. You pulled your face from her neck and looked at her as she gripped Carlos shirt tightly. He brought his hand to her chest and played with her nipples as she whined at all of the stimulation she was receiving.

You worked your fingers back down to her hole, sliding one finger into her wet heat causing her to cry out and bury her head in Carlos neck. She grinded her pussy into your hand in search of more friction as you sunk another finger into her. Her pussy clenched around your moving fingers, causing you to groan at the sensation.

You removed your fingers from her panties and she whined at the loss. You shushed her as you brought your fingers up to Carlos’ lips. You ran them over his bottom lip before he opened his mouth and you slid them in. You laid your fingers flatly against his tongue as he sucked Jill’s juices off of them, causing him to moan at the taste.

As he sucked on your fingers, you brought your lips to Jill’s for yet another kiss. You just couldn’t resist her mouth.

You pulled your fingers from Carlos’ mouth. He leaned over and spoke to Jill, “You taste fucking incredible.” You pulled your lips from hers and looked at her with a smirk.

“Mind if I get a proper taste, doll?” you asked her. She immediately nodded her head and stared at you with lust blown eyes. “I’m gonna make you feel so good,” you told her, leaving one last kiss on her lips before slipping off the couch. You got down on your knees between her spread thighs.

You slowly, teasingly, played with the waistband of her panties before finally, pulling them down and off her legs. You moaned at the sight of her bare, wet pussy right in front of your face.

Carlos was on his knees on the couch next to her as she worked his pants down, releasing his erection. She stroked her hand up and down his cock as you took in how big and thick he was. You’d be tempted to get up and take him in your mouth if the most perfect cunt you’d ever seen wasn’t begging for your mouth.

You kissed up and down one of her inner thighs before doing the same to her other thigh. She looked down at you as she slowly jerked Carlos’ cock.

“You gonna suck his cock while I eat your pretty pussy?” you asked Jill right before placing a gentle kiss to her clit. She whined needily before turning her head and opening her mouth for his cock. He inched his hips closer to her until his cock was a mere millimeters from her mouth.

She moved her head toward him and pulled his leaking tip into her mouth, gently sucking. “Fuck Jill,” Carlos said as he threw his head back, “God your mouth feels so good wrapped around my cock.” She slowly started to bob her head on his length.

While she’s distracted, you bring your lips back to her clit and suck on it harshly suddenly. Her hips arched up into your mouth as you pulled your mouth back and ran your tongue teasingly up and down her folds. You closed your eyes as you drew all sorts of shapes with your tongue on her clit, gauging her reaction until you found exactly what drove her crazy.

You continued eating her, alternating between licking and sucking. You never kept the same pattern, you wanted her suspended at your will, like putty in your hands. It was hard to remain focused on pleasing her when you kept getting lost in how perfect she tasted on your tongue.

Her slick was running down your chin as you devoured everything she had to give you. You brought both of your hands to her thighs, using your fingers to spread her hole open as you began to fuck your tongue into it. As you fucked her with your tongue, your nose kept rubbing against her clit. Her fingers were tangled tightly in your hair, pulling tighter whenever you hit the right spot.

You looked up from her pussy and met Carlos’ eyes as he fucked his cock into her mouth. He was holding her hair in his fist as his other hand held her jaw in place. Drool was falling from her lips, a stray tear falling down her cheek when Carlos hit the back of her throat with his cock.

The vision above you only fueled you further, quickening the pace of your tongue in her pussy. You went back to nipping at her clit as you slid two fingers inside her weeping hole.

Jill pulled her head from Carlos grasp as she looked down at you, “Fuck, I’m gonna cum. Don’t stop. Shit.” She fought to keep her eyes open as you massaged her g spot and licked her clit as quickly as you could.

“Cum in her mouth. Fuck you two are so hot,” Carlos said as he stroked his cock, watching your mouth on Jill’s pussy.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck. I’m cumming, I’m cumming, oh God,” Jill cried out as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Her thighs clamped around your head as she came on your tongue. You fucked her through her orgasm, licking up every drop of her release.

When Jill’s moans turned to whines, you finally pulled your mouth from her pussy. She opened her eyes and looked down at you as she tried to catch her breath. Without breaking eye contact, you once again put your fingers in Carlos’ mouth for him to clean off. He eagerly sucked the juices off your fingers as he continued to jerk himself off.

When Jill finally came back down from her high, she couldn’t help but laugh breathlessly. “Fuck that was amazing,” she said pulling your mouth to hers. You pushed your tongue between her lips and she allowed you in. She moaned at the taste of herself on your tongue. She pulled her mouth from yours, “You’re wearing too many clothes. And I wanna taste you.”

You chuckled as you stood up from between her legs and slowly pulled your shirt over your head. Jill and Carlos eyed you hungrily as you unclasped your bra and slid it off of your shoulders, letting your breasts fall out as the piece of clothing fell to the floor.

Jill groaned as she leaned forward and quickly undid the button and zipper on your pants. She gripped your pants and panties, pulling them done to your ankles in one go. You couldn’t help but giggle at her eagerness as you stepped out of them.

“Keep laughing, but you were moving too fucking slow,” she said grabbing your hand and guiding you back to the couch, “Here lay back and I’ll take care of you.” You laid with your head on the arm rest as Jill crawled between your legs. She spread your legs open to accommodate her as she brought her mouth down to your breasts.

You tried to stifle the whine threatening to slip from your throat, but as she sucked your nipple into her mouth you couldn’t hold it back. She smirked at your pathetic whine as her fingers teasingly ghosted over your pussy. After going so long without stimulation, you were already beyond needy.

“Please, Jill. I need to feel your mouth. I need it so fucking bad,” you whined desperately, your hips thrashing beneath her.

“Shhhh, I said I’m gonna take care of you,” she said before kissing her way down your abdomen, pushing your thighs open even wider. She gently kissed each of your thighs before finally bringing her mouth to your pussy and licking over your clit.

You instinctively arched your back in search of more friction and Jill was quick to provide. Her mouth was quickly devouring your soaked cunt as moans started to steadily fall from your lips.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” you told Jill as your hands gripped her hair, pulling her deeper into your cunt. “You want Carlos to fuck you while you eat my pussy? I wanna see how well you fucking take it,” you spoke before raising your eyes to meet Carlos’.

Jill hummed in approval against your pussy, sending more shock waves of pleasure through your core. Carlos grabbed Jill’s hips and pulled them up until his cock was lined up with her entrance.

“You’ve been quiet, Carlos. Are you doing okay?” you asked him as he rubbed the tip of his cock through Jill’s slick folds.

“I’m fucking amazing, I just love watching you two together,” he said as he pulled one of your hands from Jill’s hair. He brought your hand to his lips and pressed a gentle kiss to your knuckles, “I can’t wait to fuck both of you, don’t you even worry about me.”

He released your hand and lined his cock up with Jill’s hole and gently pushed the tip in. Jill moaned against your pussy again and fuck, you could get used to that feeling. Carlos pushed deeper into Jill and she pulled her mouth away from your pussy to nuzzle her face against your thigh. The sensation was overwhelming her, so you gently ran your fingers through her hair in encouragement.

As she whimpered against your thigh, she slipped a finger into your pussy, causing you to grind up into her head. She quickly added another finger and started massaging your walls.

Carlos bottomed out in her pussy, holding the position to allow her to adjust. He murmured sweet little nothings and encouragement to her as she steadied her breathing.

“Fuck, you’re so tight, tell me when I can move, sweetheart,” Carlos spoke to her as he rubbed his hands up and down her back. She gave him the go ahead to move as she brought her mouth back to your pussy. You bit your lip, fighting to keep your eyes open to watch the sight in front of you, but struggled as the pleasure within you steadily increased.

You watched as he slowly started to move in and out of her pussy. The moans she was releasing against your clit sending vibrations through you. You knew you wouldn’t last long at all with the feeling of Jill’s mouth against your pussy and the look of Carlos slowly fucking into her.

Carlos’ pace started to pick up and in response, Jill’s mouth and fingers started to work you faster. You felt your eyes starting to glaze over as you watched the scene playing out in front of you.

“Just like that, fuck, I knew you could take it so good, so so good,” Carlos praised Jill between his grunts of pleasure.

“You look so fucking good taking it too, I could cum just watching him fuck you,” you told Jill as her eyes looked up to meet yours. She hummed against your pussy in response, causing you to buck up your hips into her mouth. “I’m so close,” you whined as your eyes fell shut.

Jill kept her movement steady as you steadily climbed that mountain, the coil pressing tighter and tighter as you approached your release.

“Cum in her mouth. I wanna watch your face as you cum, baby,” Carlos spoke to you in a husky, low tone. His words were what finally sent you over. You were grinding erratically against Jill’s mouth as your mouth fell open, curses and moans spilling out. The pleasure wrecked havoc through your senses as you continued to fall apart, Jill never letting up on her movements.

You had to grip Jill’s head and pull her away from your cunt to get her to stop. She smirked up at you as you struggled to keep your eyes open. Your heart felt like it was going to burst out of your chest as you tried to come back down from cloud 9. You’d never cum so hard in your life, every single one of your nerve endings felt on fire from the pleasure coursing through your veins.

“Holy shit,” you spoke breathlessly before a small laugh left your lips. You couldn’t help but smile and laugh through the ecstasy you felt moving through your body.

Your brain was foggy, barely registering the movement around you. Jill stood up from the couch as Carlos moved closer to you, pulling you down until your back was flat on the couch cushions. He pulled your legs apart as he positioned himself between them, grabbing your leg and wrapping it around his waist.

Jill sat down on her heels as she placed gentle kisses across your sweaty forehead. She gathered your hair up off your neck, laying it above your head. She left soft kisses down your cheeks and neck, before turning your head to put her lips on yours.

Carlos slowly pushed his cock past your entrance, causing you to whine into Jill’s mouth. You reached your hand out to grip Jill’s neck as Carlos pushed his cock all the way into you. Jill peppered kisses across your cheeks.

“Please fuck me. I need it so bad, god, fuck,” you begged as Carlos bent down to bury his head in your neck.

“You’re both gonna kill me. Fuck, I’m gonna split you in half, baby,” Carlos murmured against your skin. You couldn’t stop yourself from grinding up into him. He slowly started to move his thick dick inside of you. The moan that left your throat was so high pitched, you’d have been embarrassed if you weren’t so lost in the feeling of his cock.

“You’re such a sweet girl. Such a good girl for us,” Jill told you as she caressed your arm. Carlos started properly thrusting in and out of your wet cunt. The wet sounds your pussy was making mixed with the skin slapping skin sounded downright pornographic.

“You feel so fucking good. So fucking wet, taking it so well, fuck,” Carlos spoke as he started to rail you. You never really understood what being railed quite meant, but this had to be it. The way he was basically rutting into your pussy as he held your hips in place to take him deeply. Fuck, this had to be what getting railed was. If it isn’t, you aren’t sure you could handle what being railed actually entailed.

“You fuck me so good, daddy. Fuck, can I call you daddy? Fuck, daddy fuck me. I love your cock,” you basically word vomited out, barely able to form a coherent thought.

“Keep talking like that and I’m gonna cum,” Carlos told you as he continued pistoning his hips into you. “Call me whatever you want princess. I can be your daddy, I’ll be whatever you want me to be as long as I can keep fucking you like this.”

Your pussy clenched around his dick at his words. He grunted as you gripped him. Incoherent mumbles were leaving your lips as you lost yourself in the pleasure he was giving you.

“Awe, are you going all dumb on us baby?” Jill murmured into your ear. “Cock drunk already? You look so perfect like this. I could listen to you all day.” The mixture of mean words and praise from her had your eyes rolling into the back of your head.

“Sit on my face, I need to taste you again. I wanna feel you cum on my tongue again,” you barely managed to get the words out through your stupor.

“Anything for you,” she answered before climbing back up on the couch. Carlos pulled his body up from yours and adjusted your legs to take him from a new position. Jill positioned herself over your face facing Carlos. Her pussy was hovering over your face and you wasted no time craning your neck up to get your mouth on her again.

Carlos started his movements up again, fucking you more deeply from his new position. His hands were gripping your hips, bracing himself as he kept up his brutal pace.

You could hear the sloppy kiss going on between the two of them. Jill was grinding down into your face as you fucked her with your tongue. You couldn’t stop moaning and whining into her pussy.

Your second orgasm crashed into you without any warning. You grabbed Jill’s hips with your hands and held her firmly against your tongue. Your tongue moved vigorously as the white hot pleasure shook your body.

“I’m cumming, holy shit,” Carlos grunted as his thrusts became sloppy. Your pussy continuously clenched around his cock, milking every drop of cum from him. Your legs were shaking uncontrollably from the overstimulation. His thrusts finally came to a stop as he left his cock buried in your cunt.

All the while, you never stopped devouring Jill. She was helplessly, desperately, grinding on your tongue, chasing her release. Carlos was still breathing heavily as he brought his head to her breasts and sucked on them intensely.

Suddenly, Jill’s back was arching, her legs tensing around your head as she held her clit down against your tongue. You licked her intensely as her orgasm rushed through her. Her moan was practically a scream as she held onto Carlos tightly. You flicked your tongue over her clit a few more times before pulling back and catching your breath.

Jill collapsed against Carlos. Thankfully he was strong enough to hold her up easily while slowly pulling his cock out of you. You whined as you felt the slow movements against your quivering walls.

Carlos stood up with Jill in his arms and laid her on top of you so you were chest to chest. She nuzzled her face in your neck as she worked on steading her breathing. You rubbed gentle circles into her back as she softly moaned at the comforting gesture.

Carlos disappeared for a minute before returning with a towel. He gently cleaned both you and Jill up before cleaning himself. Carlos sat down in the middle of the couch as you and Jill cuddled into either side of him. He wrapped his arms around each of you as you and Jill held hands across his chest.

“I love you,” Carlos said, pressing a kiss onto your scalp before turning to Jill and repeating the words and his actions.

“I think I love you too,” Jill said teasingly to Carlos. He rolled his eyes at her before she spoke again, “I love you so much.” She reached her hand out and caressed your cheek as she spoke the words.

“I love you both. Sorry it took me so long to realize,” you spoke softly.

“It’s okay. We know you’re a big dummy, but that’s why we love you so much,” Jill said in a joking tone.

“Oh fuck you,” you said laughing before sighing contentedly. You loved them both an impossible amount. You truly did. And maybe you always had. You knew now you always would.

~masterlist~

#jill valentine #carlos oliveira #jill valentine smut #jill valentine x reader #resident evil #resident evil 3 #resident evil smut #resident evil fanfiction #carlos oliveira x reader #carlos oliveira smut #jill and carlos #carlos and jill #smut #re3 #re3 remake #ghostkennedy

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feistyfreaks · 5 months

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FIXING MORE THAN ENGINES ! CARLOS OLIVEIRA ੈ✩‧₊˚

your car coughs and sputters its way into the mechanic shop, and then you were met with an unexpected sight. a rugged, yet undeniably attractive man covered in grease and grime. your eyes lock with his intense gaze, and there's an immediate spark of chemistry between the two of you, evident through lingering glances and subtle touches.

you struggle to focus on your cars issues as you find yourself drawn to the mechanic's magnetic presence. his confident demeanor and quick wit leaves you feeling flustered and inexplicably drawn to him. you were determined to not disappoint your financially conservative father, contemplating your options, feeling desperate to find a solution.

amidst the clatter and clangs, and the loud reggaeton blasting out the speakers and throughout the mechanic shop, you learned about the high repair costs which only adds pressure onto you. you shared your concerns with carlos about your father and were taken by surprise when he sympathizes for you.

you put your seduction skills to the highest of your ability, innocently suggesting that the two of you could work out something to reduce the costs.

you stood there practically offering yourself to him, bravely and confidently. he was first taken aback by your boldness, yet he couldn’t deny the thrill of the unexpected proposition.

so there you were, on your knees sucking him off with the best of your knowledge and techniques you gathered together. you swirled your tongue around the fat head, moaning at the pleasant taste of his pre. the vibrations of your humming sent waves of ecstasy down his spine, and with a strong feeling of tension leaving his body, followed with a rush of warmth running to his cheeks. something snapped and his abdomen tightened, and with a buck of his hips he pulled out of your hot mouth, his cum splattering onto your face with a groan.

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#feistyfreaks #hornyhour #resident evil smut #carlos oliveira smut #resident evil fanfiction #carlos oliveira #carlos oliveria x reader #no nut november

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sanjismywhore · 11 months

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Comfort

Carlos Oliveira x Reader

Warnings: Suggestive, fluff, comfort

This is just something short and sweet. At the time I wrote this, i was going through some shit and needed to indulge a bit… so now I’m posting it!

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Your body sank into the soft mattress as Carlos laid onto you. His lips left a mark on your skin, leaving small trails of bite marks from his kisses. The soft grunts he made while doing so were music to your ears. It made you snake your arms around his back, pulling him into you as he continued to lay kisses all over you.

A soft moan left your mouth like a sweet tune. You gasped at the feeling of his teeth scraping against your collarbone. He traveled lower, licking and sucking on your chest.

His warm touch sent shivers down your spine, sending goosebumps up your arms. Carlos' hands found their way to your hips, holding you tightly in place so that he can continue to kiss his way across your body with passion.

Your thighs wrapped around Carlos' waist, pulling him closer as you ground on him. He moaned again, this time louder than before, and pulled away just long enough to remove his shirt before returning his attention to where it began.

You gasped, arching your back when he kissed your abdomen towards the junction between your legs. You bit the inside of your cheek as you felt his tongue glide over your thighs.

You couldn't stop your mind from racing, struggling to focus on his palpable touch. Your chest tightened. Heat rose through your body, filling you with a tingling sensation. Your breathing quickened to a concerning degree, making your heart race. You didn’t know why, but you felt like you were dying in that moment.

You had never experienced such strong emotions before. You just wanted it to go away… but you couldn’t move yourself. Your muscles seemed frozen. You were completely helpless against these feelings.

Overwhelmed, you squeezed your eyes shut in an attempt to block the lurking feeling out. The sound of your shaky, hitched breathing alarmed Carlos to stop and observe your state.

As he looked up at you, your tears broke his heart. You cried with such fear that his breath caught in his throat. He sat up quickly, gently wiping your tears with his thumb. “Hey… What is it, baby?” His concern was evident in his tone, “Please don’t cry.”

When did you start crying? You hadn’t even noticed until now. You didn’t know what came over you or why you couldn’t stop crying. But it hurt too much to do anything else. And when you tried to speak through your trembling, thick lips, you could hardly get any sounds out.

“I’m sorry.” you managed to squeak. Your hands flew to cover your face, embarrassed by your reaction.

You felt Carlos take hold of one hand and gently pry it off your face. “Baby, you got nothing to be sorry for. Tell me what’s wrong.” He coaxed softly.

As more hot tears streamed down your cheeks, you were unable to respond at that moment. You could only whimper and bite your lip in an attempt to cease the trembling.

He leaned forward close to your face, cupping your cheeks gently with his calloused hands. He pressed his lips to your temple, then each cheek, under your eye, and finally the tip of your nose; soothing you with kisses.

“Please don’t cry…” He whispered, wiping more of your tears away.

Between hiccups, you confessed that something had been eating away at you for a long time. Whatever had troubled you in the past continued to haunt you in the present. Whether it was because of fear, failure, or guilt, it lingered behind every single thought.

Carlos listened to your ramblings intently, nodding and stroking your arm comfortingly. He kissed your knuckles before pulling you into a welcoming embrace. He whispered sweet nothings in your ear, letting you hear how sorry he was for whatever it was that weighed you so heavily.

One last time, he kissed your lips deeply. It wasn’t a passionate kiss. Instead, he took your face between his palms and pressed his forehead firmly against yours. It was soft and more intimate than anything prior.

With your face cradled in his hands, he spoke, “I’ll always be here for you. I love you more than anything.” His voice was quiet, yet clear and honest.

At the sight of your smile, he peppered more kisses all over your face until you couldn’t take it anymore.

You broke into a fit of giggles. Carlos continued his barrage, aiming for your jawline, neck, and collarbone. You felt lighter as if you were floating the more he went on, melting into him like putty.

“That’s my girl.” He chuckled against your skin, sending vibrations all over.

A soft moan slipped past your lips when you felt his teeth along your neck. Your eyes fluttered closed, relaxing into the warmth of Carlos’ touch. His hands settled on your curves, cuddling you gently.

They remained there until you told him otherwise. He wasn’t going to go any further than this, not unless you said so.

“I love you so much.” He muttered into your neck, pressing soft kisses there. “Don’t ever doubt that.”

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clockmax · 6 months

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Reader having a stomach bulge when carlos fucksthemjadkedjkednen PLEASE I NEED IT SO BAD and also like sort of a size kink ig

OK POOKS!!!

(ignore how i wasnt here for like 100 days, that never happened guys!!)

mdni, nsfw below, requests open

Carlos Oliveira who sometimes forgets just how much bigger he is then you, and it should remind him the difference every time he fucks you. Oh he just loves The bulge you get in your stomach.

He'll for sure fuck you infront of a mirror, having you sit ontop of his thighs, legs spread wide ass his cock eases its way into your pussy, hand on your stomach where the bulge is.

call him cock(im so funny) about it, but he just takes pride in the way he can fuck you dumb on his large cock, how easy it is to cage your body in prone bone, or how smaller you look when you sit on his lap while he whispers the dirtiest of things in your ear.

He'll also tease you about the bulge too, but praising you on how beautiful you look when taking his cock, or maybe he'll degrade you. who knows <3

#carlos oliveira #carlos oliveria smut #carlos oliveria x reader #re3 carlos #resident evil #resident evil x reader #carlos oliveira smut #resident evil smut

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sleepiexx · 1 year

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Better Than Your Average Sleep Medication

Carlos Oliveira x fem!Reader

Note: it is real hard trying to find words to describe a vagina and a penis without getting cringy

Summary: Carlos is a pal and helps (Y/N) fall asleep.

Warnings: afab reader, smut

Word Count: 2074

(Y/N) and Carlos had been spooning in bed for hours, though neither could sleep. Ever since the Racoon City incident, insomnia seemed to take over more and more.

“I can’t sleep,” she huffed, “can you?”

He shook his head, “Me neither.”

She hummed in dismay, “It’s like ever since everything went down, all I’m seeing when I close my eyes is RC and those… things.”

His eyebrows furrowed. He knew the feeling, of course, but some part of him felt that he was partially to blame. Although, realistically, none of it was his fault, shit added up. He’d thought back to it a million times. What he could have done different, saving (Y/N) sooner, better, not putting her on the subway car that got ripped up by Nemesis, moves he could have used on Nikolai to grab the sample and save those infected. It was all dead ends, yet the simple fact that he had worked for Umbrella gave him a sense of responsibility toward (Y/N) and helping her in the aftermath of the tragedy.

(Y/N) herself had grown attached to Carlos in the midst of the disaster. Although she hadn’t known him before, he protected her every step of the way. Even taught her to protect herself. The trauma bond they built was what made it so easy for him to wiggle his way into her life outside RC. To repair what he felt he’d broken.

He’d take it all one step at a time. Now, his mission was coaxing her to sleep. But how to take her mind off of everything? A thought popped into his head, as though there were a lightbulb shining above him.

“I have an idea on how to help, do you trust me?” He asked.

“With my life.” She murmured.

He nodded, voice seemingly deepening, “Tell me if you want me to stop.”

Before she could voice her confusion, his hand moved down from where it was wrapped around her side to gently press against her bare stomach where her shirt had ridden up. He gave her time to object before slowly slipping his hand toward the waistband of her night shorts. She allowed him to put his hand in her pants, breath hitching as his hand slid over her underwear.

She bit her lip as his fingers traced up her clothed pussy, testing the waters. Steadily, he cupped her, pressing his hand directly against the area where she felt need growing. With his middle and ring finger, he once again traced her from vagina to clit, letting them linger in the clit area where he pressed down, slowly moving his fingers in circles.

She let out a quiet moan, feeling herself growing wetter.

“Does that feel good?” Carlos husked.

(Y/N) let out a shaky breath, “Mhm, so good.”

“Are you okay if I take these off?” He muttered, lightly snapping the waistband of her underwear against her skin before continuing drawing patterns into her covered clit.

“Please,” she whimpered.

He wasted no time, pulling down her shorts and underwear at the same time and tossing them somewhere to his side. Still in the spooning position, he grabbed her top thigh and pulled it back so it was flush against his own, spreading her out for easy access.

With the barrier between his fingers and her vulva gone, he dipped the tips of them into her vagina, wetting his fingers so he could glide them across her slit. His fingers now lubed up, he graced her clit with his touch once more. She gasped at the feeling.

He started off slow but quickly fastened his pace as she moaned for him.

“Nnngh Carlos,” she whined, writhing in his arms, back arching.

“So responsive,” he cooed, placing kisses to the crook of her neck.

Her mind became fuzzy, taken over by pleasure. She closed her eyes, chewing on her bottom lip in attempts to muffle at least some of her moans. Her jaw went slack at the feeling of Carlos licking up her neck before biting down and sucking.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” She cried. She tapped on his arm to get his attention. “Inside… need you inside me.”

“My fingers or-”

She cut him off, “Your dick, need your dick, Carlos, please.”

With the state of his penis, he wasn’t one to object. The combination of her moans and her squirming right up against his crotch had him rock hard. But, ever the gentlemen, he still wanted to help her finish at least once before penetrating her.

“Would it kill your drive if I got you to cum on my fingers first?” He asked.

She shook her head, “Mm-mm.”

With her okay, he didn’t hesitate. Now that he knew he had to prep her to take him, he gently slid his middle finger inside of her, having his thumb take over rubbing her clit.

After pumping just his middle finger in a few times, he added his ring finger. He curled them inside of her before going back to pumping them in and out. As he got into a rhythm, his mouth drifted back to her neck, going back to where he left off in marking her up.

“Carlos,” her moans spilled out more frequently as she felt her orgasm fast approaching, “I’m- fuck, ‘m close.”

He detached from her neck, tilting his head up so his lips brushed her jaw. “You gonna cum for me?”

“Yes, oh god yes.” She shook as her orgasm tore through her, cumming all over Carlos’s hand. He smirked against her jaw, fingers never once stopping until she came down from her high.

When he finally pulled his hand out, she turned over so she could look at him. Her gaze shifted from his lips to his eyes before she grabbed fistfuls of his shirt and pulled him in for a passionate kiss. He reciprocated, pulling away only to laugh.

“Someone’s eager, huh? Why don’t you let me pull my cock out before you swallow me whole?”

Dazed from her recent orgasm, she whispered a quiet, “Please.”

“Your wish is my command,” He muttered. He stood and took off his shirt, pausing for a second when he got to his pants and looking down at her, “Take off your shirt for me, yeah?”

She nodded, scrambling to pull her shirt over her head. She tossed it across the room like Carlos had done with her other articles of clothing and went back to watching Carlos strip.

He pulled down his pants, leaving his underwear on so that he could drag out her eager gaze watching him. Ever so slowly, he slid his boxers down off his legs and stepped out of them. Her eyes widened at his size. She hadn’t realized how much he was packing until now.

He walked to the edge of the bed where (Y/N) was splayed out, ogling him. He took his penis in one hand and laid it on top of her stomach, showing her how big he really was.

As she felt the weight of him on her stomach and saw his length and girth, she murmured, “Jesus you’re huge.”

He tilted her chin up so she was looking directly into his eyes. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”

“I want this.”

“You sure?”

“Yes.”

He hesitated for a short moment, looking into her eyes and finding only pure desire (and maybe a little bit of adoration too, but emotions are too much to deal with for one night).

“I’ll start slow and then you tell me when you adjust, okay?” He asked. She nodded in agreement.

With the reassurance from her desperate gaze and eager nods, Carlos wasted no more time.

He rubbed his penis down her vulva from clit to vagina, slowly pressing the tip in. He carefully pushed in, inch by inch, keeping watch of (Y/N)’s facial expressions to make sure she wasn’t in pain. He planted his arms on either side of her, leverage for when he would eventually start thrusting. His arm muscles tensed when he bottomed out, she had a similar reaction, tensing her jaw.

When (Y/N) finally adjusted, she tapped his forearm, “You can move.”

And he did. He started off slow, exploring her body to find out her inner workings. What made her tick, what pleasured her to the highest extent. His experiments offered high reward.

As Carlos switched up the angle ever so slightly, (Y/N) let out a loud whimper. His eyes flitted to her face and he leaned down so his cheek would be flush against hers.

“Oh?” He rasped, thrusting again in the same spot, pleased with the noise that spilled from her lips, “Did I find your sweet spot?”

He knew without a doubt that he had, but he wanted her to admit it. He smirked as she nodded and whined, “Mhm.”

Carlos sped up the pace, keeping the exact same angle. (Y/N) clenched hard around him, leading him to let out a long moan, closer to his fast-approaching end.

As he nailed her g-spot over and over again, she reached her hands up to grip his back. He adjusted too, moving his arms so that they wrapped around her waist, one hand on her lower back. He took their close proximity as a chance to kiss her, bodies and lips pressed together as Carlos continued thrusting. They exchanged muffled moans and saliva, both dreading having to separate for air.

After they parted, Carlos felt her tap his shoulder, he looked down at her, ready to stop in case she was about to tell him to do so. “What do you need, princess? You want me to slow down? Stop?”

(Y/N) shook her head, “Mm-mm, I wanna mark you, can I mark you?”

Carlos laughed at the question, “Baby, if you saw how many marks there are on your neck right now, I don’t think you’d feel the need to ask. Go ahead.”

She nodded, trailing kisses across his neck and collarbone, moving lower. He groaned loudly as she bit down right on his upper pec, sucking on it for a good length of time to ensure it left a mark. She kissed where she bit and then continued kissing his neck.

He could feel his resolve breaking down but he was dead set on making her finish first. He slipped one hand down to her clit, fingertips gently rubbing patterns into it. As she felt herself on the edge, she buried her head into the crook of his neck and bit down. He grabbed her jaw and pushed her down into the pillow, making her whine.

“No hiding, sweetheart, I wanna watch you cum.”

He got his wish, with Carlos’s words being the tipping point, (Y/N) came. Her orgasm was intense, mouth open, moaning, practically clawing up Carlos’s back.

As Carlos got close to his own end, he let out a whimper. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum, where do you want it?”

“I’m on birth control, just stay inside me, please.” She pleaded, shaking.

He did not object, spilling inside her while whispering sweet words of praise in her ear, “Atta girl, just like that. Fuck, such a good girl.”

His erratic thrusting slowed and he gently pulled out. He couldn’t help but watch his cum leak out of her, mesmerized at the sight. As it leaked onto the sheets, he finally realized he should probably clean up.

After kissing (Y/N)’s forehead, he leaned in and whispered, “I’ll be right back,” before heading to the bathroom to wet a washcloth with warm water. He hurried his way back to the bedroom so he could clean her up.

He looked at her apologetically while she winced at the feeling of the wet washcloth touching her sensitive heat, “I’m sorry baby, I’ll hurry up.”

She nodded and tried to muffle any sounds of discomfort and leftover arousal that escaped her mouth from the contact.

“All right, all done.” He muttered, tossing the dirty rag into the clothes hamper.

She looked down at herself, “there’s cum all over my side of the bed.”

“We’ll just have to snuggle on my side then,” he smiled, crawling into bed and patting the area next to him, “I’ll deal with it in the morning, don’t worry.”

She nodded, cuddling up to his side.

“Goodnight, Carlos.” She whispered.

“Goodnight, (Y/N)”

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