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Coco
Note: Third time I'm trying to send this out! I missed sleep to write this, which usually means it'll end up being one of my favorites like the Vegas story. I do have more of this written, so please let me know if anyone would be interested! This is the first installment of Coco x museum! reader. Picture credit goes to @richardcabralofficial on ig & divider credit goes to @spideyspeaches. Enjoy!
Coco lit a cigarette as he walked down the sunny streets of downtown San Diego, Angel and Gilly planning their evening of bar hopping. They decided to head down to the beach for a long weekend, a getaway from the pressures of Santo Padre.
“Damn, that’s a big ass building.”
“Ain’t this the museum you wanted to go to?” Angel asked.
EZ nodded, “Yeah at some point. You guys don’t have to come in.”
The four of them turned down the street toward the entrance and Gilly laughed, “Oh I’m definitely going.”
Angel frowned, “You wanna go to a museum? You good, homie?”
“If all the chicks in the museum look like that? Fuck yeah, I do,” he scoffed and nodded over at the museum steps.
They all looked up to see two men in suits talking to a woman, her long curly hair flowing gently in the wind as she laughed. Coco’s eyes widened when he saw ink covering her throat, bright acrylics on her tattooed hands. His eyes followed her curves, covered up by her professional attire. He licked his lips when he heard Angel mumble, “Damn.”
EZ shook his head, “I didn’t mean we had to go now.”
“What better time than the present, boy scout?” Gilly smirked, “You guys in?”
Angel looked over at Coco, who shrugged, “Why not?”
“Alright,” Gilly clapped, “Think she dresses like that all the time?”
“She’s way out of your league,” Angel snorted, shaking his head as they crossed the street.
“You think you have a better chance?” Gilly arched an eyebrow.
Coco laughed, “You two gonna bet again? Since it went so well last time.”
Both men glared at him before going back to arguing over who would ask her out. The men in suits walked away and the woman turned to see the four of them heading up the stairs.
“Welcome,” she smiled and opened the door, “Ticket counter is to your left, let me know if you have any questions about the exhibits.”
Gilly looked her over slowly, “Thanks mami. I do have a question. Are you the exhibit?”
She laughed politely, “No, I’m not.”
“Too bad, I can’t stop staring,” he winked, heading inside.
“All these artifacts and I can’t take my eyes off you,” Angel smirked and followed him in.
EZ shook his head, “I’m sorry about them, it’s their first day in public.”
Coco took off his sunglasses as she laughed, “It’s all good, I’ve heard worse,” she closed the door behind them, “Enjoy the museum,” she winked at Coco before a younger employee called her over.
Coco watched her walk off, hips swaying. Gilly and Angel were still quietly bickering over her. While they were distracted, he took a few steps toward where she stood with another woman wearing a regular museum uniform. The woman went into the exhibit and she turned to Coco.
“Can I help you?” she asked him.
“Just wanted to apologize again for my brothers,” he told her, “They’re harmless.”
She smiled, “That’s sweet, thank you. Like I said, I’ve had way worse pick up lines than that. I was a little bummed I didn’t hear one from you, though,” she admitted.
Coco’s eyes widened and he smiled, “Oh yeah?”
She nodded, “See if it was more original than your brothers,” she teased.
He laughed softly, “They didn’t exactly get creative, did they?”
“No but at least they didn’t say they’d nail me to the wall,” she shivered slightly in disgust, “That one grosses me out.”
He shook his head, “I wouldn’t have let them get away with that one.”
“What’s your name?” she asked.
“Coco,” he held a hand out to her, “Yours?”
She introduced herself and shook his hand, “I guess you wouldn’t let them get away with that, would you, boogeyman?”
His eyes lit up, “You know that story?”
She smiled, “Of course,” she scanned the patches on his leather. Coco held his breath for a moment, waiting for her to dismiss him, “Santo Padre? What brings you to San Diego?”
“We wanted to get out of the desert for a few days,” he murmured, “Hang out at the beach.”
“That’s why I live here, so I can be on the beach whenever,” she smiled, “How long are you in town for?”
“Till Tuesday,” he bit his lip, willing his heart to slow down.
She nodded, holding his gaze for a moment, “So, you got a line?”
He shook his head, “No lines,” he licked his lips, “But I’d love to take you out later.”
She smiled, “I can’t tonight but I’ll take your number and call you tomorrow?” she pulled her phone out of her pocket.
Coco recited his number to her, smirking when he glanced over to see Gilly and Angel glaring at him. She nodded, “I’ll see you soon?” she took a few steps back, smiling.
“See you soon,” he smiled slowly, his eyes on hers.
She giggled and turned down a hallway, out of his sight. He rejoined the other guys.
“What just happened?” Angel asked, “You get her number?”
He shook his head, “Gave her mine. Thanks for making me look good,” he smirked as EZ handed him a ticket, “Thanks, bro.”
“Motherfucker,” Gilly swore, “You’re such a dick.”
After the museum, the four of them headed to dinner, then a bar on the beach. They stood around a pool table, EZ and Angel against Coco and Gilly.
“I still can’t believe you snaked her from me,” Gilly shook his head.
“You don’t have a claim on her, homie,” he smirked, taking a sip of beer.
“You come on too aggressive, bro,” Angel said.
EZ snorted, “You weren’t much better.”
Angel scoffed, “I wasn’t as bad as him!”
“All I did was give her my number,” Coco watched Gilly take his turn, “It’s not like I stole your girlfriend or some shit.”
Coco was in the middle of his turn when a loud cheer erupted behind him. He looked over his shoulder to see a high top all holding their drinks up, laughing.
“Wait, isn’t that her?”
Coco grinned when he saw her sitting at the high top, a pink margarita in her hand and a relaxed smile on her face. She caught his gaze and she smiled wider, waving at him. He held up a finger, turning back to finish his turn, “It is.”
He sunk two balls and missed the third, setting his cue down when he heard, “Lord have mercy. Look at that.”
All thought left his mind when he saw her heading toward him. She had forgone her professional attire, a longer asymmetrical skirt with a button up and blazer, for a tight black and white dress that hit mid thigh. Her long curled were tied up in a ponytail, two braids nestled among the strands. Her darker lipstick made him want to smear it.
“Hi,” she smiled.
“Hey,” he murmured, “You look beautiful.”
She giggled shyly, “Thank you. This is a coincidence.”
“Your plans for the night?” he asked, glancing at the table that was not so subtly spying on her.
She nodded, “College friends in town for the night. We’re going to the beach tomorrow before their flight leaves.”
Coco smirked, “We’re going to the beach too. The one down the road.”
“So are we,” she laughed, “Another coincidence.”
“Or fate,” he suggested, failing to keep himself from checking her out.
She felt butterflies under his gaze, “Could be. I gotta get back but how about this? If you find me at the beach tomorrow, you can take me out to dinner.”
His eyes lit up at the challenge. Between his military training and club antics, he knew he could meet it, “I’m down. See you tomorrow, ma.”
“See you tomorrow,” she kissed his cheek softly, walking back to her group. He couldn’t stop smirking the rest of the night.
Coco sat down on a lounge chair between Angel and Gilly, “Why the fuck do we stay in the desert when we could be here?” he asked as Angel passed him the blunt.
Angel laughed, “We should convince Alvarez to start a San Diego charter.”
“Coco just wants to be near his new girl,” Gilly opened a beer.
“You still bitching about that?” Coco arched an eyebrow, “How many chicks are out here, go pick up one up if you got that much game.”
“Oh now you got game?” Gilly asked, “With that crooked ass nose.”
Coco passed the blunt to EZ, retort on his tongue when his phone lit up with an unknown number. He opened it to find a picture of her smiling, sunglasses covering her eyes and her long hair tied up in a messy bun. He could only see from her shoulders up, a table with beer pong set up in the background. It was accompanied by a text.
I’m here! Ready for your mission?
He smirked, typing out, ‘Mission accepted’ before standing up, “Well you fuckers can keep playing with each other, I’m going to get a date.”
EZ grinned, “Good luck, bro.”
Coco fist bumped him, “Good luck with these two,” he joked and grabbed his phone and cigarettes, sliding his sunglasses on as he walked up to the top of the sand. He remembered the size of her group the night before and knew they wouldn’t be that hard to spot. He checked the picture again, his heart skipping a beat at her smile. Another text came in as he tried to study the background for clues.
No clues but I do have a drink waiting for you
He noticed rocks behind her and scanned the beach, grinning when he saw a cliff to his left. He walked down to the water, taking his time to smoke a cigarette as he made his way over. A large blue canopy with a long table under it was set up next to the cliff, coolers and bags scattered around towels and blankets set up on the ground. He swore under his breath when he spotted her in nothing but a black and green two piece, a drink in each hand. Tattoos covered both arms and curled around her long legs, a few on her back and sides. She was talking to two other women, one in a pink one piece and the other covered by an oversized white t shirt and men’s swimming trunks. Four guys stood at either end of the beer pong table in different colored bathing suits. He walked up, ignoring the looks the guys gave him as he tapped her on the shoulder. She turned around and grinned.
“Coco!” she leaned in to kiss his cheek, “That didn’t take nearly as long as I expected.”
He laughed, “I was a Marine, baby.”
“That’s not fair,” she pouted, “Here’s a beer if you want it. Let me introduce you to everyone,” she offered him the bottle.
“Sure, thank you,” he took it and followed her around the tent, shaking hands with everyone. They all went to college together, getting picked up and invited in by others in the friend group. They used to be a bigger group, she explained, but fights, moves and break ups splintered the group until it was the remaining seven of them. She hung back with him as the guys kept playing, one white boy, Dan or Dave or something, glancing at him often with a glare.
“Your friend in the green doesn’t like me that much,” he teased a few minutes later.
She looked over at the canopy and sighed, “He claims he’s protective, but he’s not like that about anyone else. He’s just one of those white knight guys.”
“White knight guys?” he frowned.
“Yeah, if I do something he thinks could hurt me, he acts concerned for my well being but he just has feelings for me and gets jealous,,” she explained, “He did the same thing in college when he found out I was dancing.”
He arched an eyebrow, “Dancing?”
She nodded, looking up at him, “I didn’t come from a good family or anything, so I had to pay my own way through college. I got some scholarships but it didn’t cover everything so I started stripping to help pay my bills and shit,” he watched her as she spoke, knowing this was a test of his reaction.
“That’s smart, you probably made bank,” he winked.
A smile lit up her face, satisfied in his response, “You know I did. No student loans for me.”
White Knight Dan/Dave called her over for her turn but she declined, telling him she’d play later. His disappointment was visible, tossing another glare Coco’s way as he went back to the game.
Coco smirked, “Damn, I’m making all kinds of enemies talking to you.”
She took a sip of her beer, “Who else?”
“My homie’s still mad,” he laughed.
“Tell him if he can find it in his heart to forgive you, I have a bunch of hot, single friends I can introduce him to,” she offered.
He laughed softly, “That might do it, thanks mami.”
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Can you do 25. Don’t act shy now. With Coco please?
Hey! A little Coco loving on this lovely day? I can make that happen! As Always 18+. Smut below the cut.
Hands to Yourself
"Coco" you whimpered as he slid his hands down your sides as he bit down on your neck. Your legs felt weak as he kept you pinned between him and his bike. "I warned you princesa" he chuckled into your ear as he ground himself against you making you moan. "What did I say about those roaming hands of your?' he asked as he tugged on the waistband of your jeans before moving his mouth back to your neck.
"Keep them to myself" you panted as you felt him tug your pants down slightly as one of his hands slid between your thighs. Coco bit down hard on your neck as he stroked you gently through your soaked panties. "Fuck" he whispered into your ear as he closed his eyes. "Going to have to teach you a lesson on the side of the road" he added as his fingers found your bundle of nerves and gave them a quick pinch had you gasping.
"Coco wait. I can be patient" you whined as you grabbed his wrist trying to pull them out of your panties. "Don't act all shy and innocent with me now." replied Coco as he grabbed your wrist and moved them back to his bike. "You had no problem stroking me while I was trying to concentrate on the road. Murmuring in my ear how you needed me deep in you a few minutes ago." he continued before moving back slightly to tug your jeans and panties all the way down. The feel of the hot sun on your exposed skin was jarring as Coco moved you into position.
"Gonna be a good girl for me after this right?" inquired Coco as he undid his belt and jeans pushing them down to his ankles. "Yes" you replied as he kneaded the soft flesh of your ass before lining himself up and thrusting into you swiftly. "Fuck Coco" you moaned out he pumped into quickly, the position he had you in letting him glide along that sweet spot just right.
"Going to learn to listen and keep those little hands to yourself" grunted Coco as he gripped your hips firmly as he slammed in and out of you. All you could do was moan and take it as Coco held you in place. Coco felt you clench tighter around him making him smirk. "Be a good girl and cum" ordered Coco as he moved one hand to the back of your neck.
Within seconds his name was falling from your lips as your body released around him and your body spasmed uncontrollably. Coco thrusted into you a few more times before pouring out his own release as your body milked him.
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Look After You: Johnny 'Coco' Cruz x Reader
Part of @storiesofsvu Holiday Bingo! The square was Cold/Flu Season!
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It hurts, for Coco, it always hurts.
He’s used to living a life of agony.
He’s been born into it and before you he was sure he’d die in it.
It’s textured his world, scared his skin, even shattered his mind once or twice.
The pain he feels right now, it’s the healthy kind, the healing kind because he’s actually doing something good for a change, he’s taking care of his person.
He removes the blanket from the back of the couch, and it tucks it around your sleeping form. You were watching a Disney movie, something about an alien, that looks kinda like a dog. It’s not his thing but you always like a little comfort watching when you’re sick. It takes you back to your childhood when your Papi used to take care of you.
You’d told him not to come around, you didn’t want him to catch your cold, but he could hear how exhausted you were, how ill.
“Are you taking care of yourself?” He’d asked you over the phone.
“Of course.”
Yea, you can’t pull the wool over his eyes. He’s seen the inside of your fridge; he knows you haven’t had time for grocery shopping. He’d come over to your place with chicken soup from Mama Cena’s and enough groceries to feed the entire of Santo Padre.
“Oh Mami.” He murmurs when he catches sight of you because truthfully you look like hell.
Your nose is red and sore, there’s bags under your eyes. Your skin is sallow and dry. He shoos you towards the couch before taking stock of the situation. Your place is a mess, you’re shivering on the sofa despite the fact you have a temperature and yea, he was right there’s nothing in the fridge.
The first thing he does is make sure you’re fed. You manage to get half the soup down you before you start to fall asleep. He watches your eyelids flutter closed before he takes the container from your hand and sets it down on the coffee table. You try to fight it, but he can see how fatigued you are. His fingertips brush the hair away from your features as he leans down, his lips brushing over your forehead.
“Go to sleep Mami,” He whispers against your hairline “I’ll take care of everything.”
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another one for the best boy 🥰
You sighed happily, rolling over in bed, hand reaching out for Coco--
--and coming up empty.
You grumbled, annoyed, and sat up to see Coco in the doorway, shrugging on his kutte over his work shirt.
"Noo," you whined, "It's early. Come back to bed."
He chuckled, and the sound made you warm all over. "Can't. Gotta get to work, get back in the club's good graces."
You groaned, watching as he went around the room finishing getting ready. "It's literally the ass crack of dawn, why are you rushing? I bet no one else is even there yet."
"I'm already behind, querida," he said, grabbing his gun and slipping it in his jeans, "Was supposed to already be on my bike by now," he stopped, smiling over at you, "Got distracted watching you sleep," he admitted.
You smiled, your man was so sweet. "Fucking soft ass," you mumbled, teasing him.
"Can't help that you're so damn cute!" He said back, walking over to the bed. "Even with bedhead and still half-asleep, you're fucking adorable." He jumped onto the bed, laughing when you squealed at the movement, "Gimme a kiss," he demanded softly.
"Mm," you flipped onto your back, grinning up at him, "Say something nice."
"I just said you were cute," he laughed back.
You only grinned in response.
Coco made a show of sighing and rolling his eyes, but he couldn't hide his smile as he gazed down at you, "Okay, something nice..." He paused, and you wondered what goofy thing he would say next. Coco took a breath, that crooked smile of his making your heart do flips in your chest. "You are the best thing that's ever happened to me," he confessed softly, "Every fucking day, I wake up and watch you sleep cause I can't believe that you're mine, that you want me, even after everything that I've done..." He shook his head, mesmerized by your very existence, "I just want to be worthy of you, and I know I'm not, not yet, but I will be. I'm working on it. I'ma make things right with the club, with my kid, and with you," he took your hand and kissed it, his lips warm against your skin, "I'm gonna take care of you, amor," he grinned down at you, "Now give me my damn kiss."
You gave him his damn kiss, happily.
As Coco grabbed his keys and turned to walk out, you called his name, making him stop and turn back to you.
"You already take care of me, Coco," you smiled brightly at him, "I love you. Have a good day."
He smiled, bright and wide, and nodded, "Love you. See you tonight."
You closed your eyes and let the purr of his bike pulling off lull you back to sleep, where you dreamt of Coco, and all of the ways you were going to show him you loved him when he got home later that night.
You were going to make sure that he was too worn out, tomorrow morning, to leave so easily. But even if he did have the energy, you knew--
--you'd have fun trying to tire him out, either way.
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Characters: Coco Cruz
Pairing: Coco Cruz x Reader
Fandom: Coco Cruz, Mayans MC
Warnings: I’m not the best when it comes to following writing rules. I pretty much write how I want to, so if you’re a stickler for grammar and what not just ignore it or don’t read loll (I’m nice I promise.) Slapping, Biting, Hair pulling, Unprotected sex (Not Proofread)
Word Count: 1911
A/N: You guys this is my first time writing for Coco. I love him so much. I wrote this and I’m still in shock at how filthy this is. I’m giving you guys quite the treat. Enjoy!
As I layed on my bed posing my body in provocative ways. I had one thing on my mind. My ex Coco Cruz. We had broken up a few months ago due to him never having time for me. All he ever did was ride around for that club all day, never telling me what he was doing and hiding things from me. I got fed up and ended things with him and as much as it hurt it was the best decision to make but now after all these months I craved him. I tried dating other men, they never gave me the same feeling he did. They didn’t satisfy me the way I needed to be satisfied, not the way he did. The way my ring light illuminated the room with dim lighting I knew all the curves of my body were going to drive him crazy. Once I felt I had enough photos I chose my top three and clicked his contact on my phone. As I waited for him to answer I began to think he was really done with me. Just as I was about to hang up I heard his voice on the other end.
“Hello?” He said in a confused tone.
Hearing his voice again made all my old memories of him come rushing back and I realized I missed him more than I thought.
“Hi Coco it’s (Y/N).”
He was silent for a moment clearing his throat before he spoke again.
“You need something?”
“No. I just wanted to talk to you.”
“About?” He asked in a cold tone that I wasn't used to hearing from him.
“I know we haven’t spoken to each other since we broke up -”
“You mean when you broke up with me?”
I let out a long sigh knowing he was right.
“Yes. Since I broke up with you but…um..” I suddenly lost some of the nerve I had built up to this point.
“Look (Y/N) do you actually have something to say to me or did you call me just to waste my time? Cuz I got things I could be doing right now.”
I took a deep breath and sent him the photos quickly before I could change my mind. I knew they would express what I couldn’t. I wore a lacy black teddy that left very little to the imagination with sheer black thigh highs and matching pumps that made my legs look incredible. I wore my hair down the way he liked it and I knew the third picture would be his favorite the way he had a clear view of my ass.
“Check your text messages.”
I could hear him take the phone away from his ear to see what I had sent him.
“I know we're not together anymore and I don’t expect anything from you but I’m so turned on right now thinking about the things we used to do. The way you used to make me feel and I need you right now.”
“You need me?”
“Yes I need you, I want you and I know you want me too. Tell me you don’t want to be inside me again?” I asked already knowing the answer.
“Are you home right now?”
“Yes.” I answered breathlessly. My hands already wandering over my body.
“I’m on my way.”
I heard the engine of his bike pulling into my driveway not long after that. I almost forgot he knew where my spare key was as he came in and made his way up the stairs. I had planned to meet him at the door but I got carried away making myself feel good as I waited for him. When he opened the door to my bedroom he paused for a second seeing me on the bed with my legs spread, eyes closed, my teddy pulled to the side and my fingers deep inside my pussy. I opened my eyes watching him walk over to the bed slowly. I almost came when he touched my ankle, sliding his hand gently up my leg to my thigh gripping it firmly.
“Damn you really do need me don’t you baby?”
All I could do was nod. He held my wrist pulling my fingers out of me and putting them in his mouth. Before I could think my body surged up from the bed my hands tangled in his hair as I pulled him into a passionate kiss. I felt like I was on fire. No one made me feel as good as he did and I knew he was going to give me everything I needed. He pushed me back down onto the bed grabbing my ankles and dragging me to the edge before kneeling in between my legs and pushing my knees to my chest. I gasped feeling his tongue lick along my slit. My eyes rolled back and I arched off the bed. He latched onto my sensitive clit sucking gently then licked me from top to bottom. I was a mess as he continued that same rhythm never stopping even when my thighs started closing. He put his hands under my knees holding me in place. I moaned his name, feeling my orgasm approaching. The vibrations I felt on my clit as he growled took me over the edge and I started to cum hard all over his face. He didn’t stop until I was quivering uncontrollably.
I yelped when he bit my inner thigh before standing up, undoing his pants pushing them and his boxers down until his dick sprang free. My eyes widened at the sight of him. He was hard and I had forgotten how big he was. He held his length stroking it a few times. I bit my lip seeing the precum leak from the tip.
“Look at you. Is this what you need, baby?” He asked, looking down at me.
“Yes please.” I begged
He rubbed his tip against my clit drawing a mewl out of me. I rolled my hips urging him to put it where we both wanted it. He lined himself up with my entrance and slid inside me slowly, letting me feel every inch of him. Once he was all the way in he stayed that way for a moment as if he were committing the feeling to his memory. When he was ready he began pumping in and out at a teasingly slow pace until I whined in frustration. He smirked mischievously.
“What’s the matter baby? This not enough for you? You want more?”
“I do.”
“Say it.”
“I want more.”
“You can do better than that. Beg for it.”
I moaned. He knew I loved when he made me beg.
“Please give me more Daddy. I need it.”
With that he hammered into me making me gasp as he placed my ankles on his shoulders. He held onto my legs while he fucked me and I didn’t know what to do with myself. He felt so good inside me,hitting all my spots over and over again.
“You like that querida? Tell me how it feels.” He said in between strokes.
I reached up and caressed his stomach. I needed to touch him. His hair started sticking to him as sweat started forming on his body. It was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen.
“It feels soo good baby. Don’t stop, please!”
He groaned, feeling me clench around him. Everything he did was sexy to me. I felt the coil in my stomach getting tighter with every stroke.
“I know you wanna cum baby. I can feel it. Go ahead and cum on this dick you needed so badly.”
I came instantly. He knew exactly what to say to make my body obey him. I moaned his name as I came, making him growl. I layed there trying to compose myself when he picked me up and placed me in the center of the bed. I looked at him with a confused expression on my face.
“Oh you thought I was done with you? No baby. Roll over and put that ass in the air for me.”
I did as I was told.
“You know I had to have you like this when I saw that picture you sent. Look at this sexy ass.”
He growled and gave my ass a slap. I moaned, arching my back for him.
“Yes, please spank me Daddy.”
“I know you like that baby. You're gonna be a good girl for me and take this dick again right?”
“Yes Daddy.”
He gave my ass a few more slaps before he pushed back inside me all at once causing me to cry out in pleasure and pain. The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the room, accompanied by our moans and groans. The grip he had on my hips was so tight I knew it would leave a mark but I didn’t care. I wanted him to mark me to make me his again. I bit the sheets needing something to quiet my screams of pleasure. It was almost too much for me.
“Fuck baby you’re trying to make me cum the way you’re moaning for me? Let me hear it.”
He put a hand on my back pushing further into the mattress as he pounded into me.
“This the best dick you ever had, baby?” He asked taking the sheet out of my mouth.
“Yes!”
“You ever gonna leave me again?”
“No!”
His hand left my back to grab a fistfull of my hair pulling my head back towards him. His other hand slapped my ass.
“Say it.” He growled.
I was barely able to form coherent words at this point. It was all too good. He was even deeper inside me in this position. It took all I had to give him an answer.
“No, I'll never leave you again Coco!” I moaned
“You wanna come again don’t you baby?” He asked looking down at me
A nod was all I could muster and he knew it.
“You feel so good baby. You’re so fucking tight and wet for me. I’m gonna cum inside you. Cum with me baby.”
My eyes rolled back as my orgasm slammed into me. My pussy clenched around his dick, milking him until he came. I felt him throb and pulse inside me as his cum filled me up. He growled as he came. He never stopped pumping into me until we were both spent collapsing onto the bed. He pulled me in close, spooning me for a long while before he spoke again.
“I know you said you had no expectations but that was amazing and I can’t… no I don’t wanna think about you with another man. So if it's okay with you we can try this thing again. I promise I’ll do better this time.”
I smiled, feeling my heart warm. I was thinking the same thing. It's like he read my mind.
“I did say I would never leave you again didn’t I?
He chuckled and gave my shoulder a kiss.
“You better not.”
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Johnny “Coco” Cruz Imagine
Coco Cruz had been a member of the motorcycle club since he was sixteen years old. He had been through a lot during his time with them - guns, violence and drugs - though he had managed to stay clean for the past five years. He was scrawny but he served as an incredible source of strength and guidance for the other members.
Y/n had met Coco two years ago and had been immediately taken by him. He was a man with a complicated past and a burning passion to do better. He was a casualty of circumstance, but he never let that stop him from achieving his goals. Y/n was in love with him and that had never changed.
Coco was a great shot when it came to guns and y/n was always in awe of his accuracy and precision. She hadn't known this about him when they first met, or she would have been even more in love with him. He had an inner strength and skill that made him stand out among the other club members.
Aside from his shooting skills, Coco had been teaching the other club members survival tactics, problem-solving and other useful knowledge. Y/n admired him even more for this. Coco was a leader, even if he wasn't in a position of authority.
Y/n and Coco had been together now for over a year and it seemed like each day brought with it a new challenge and a new adventure. She knew she was with a good man and couldn't help but root for him in his endeavors.
Y/n was proud of what Coco was becoming and even though his past was haunting, she still stood by him and supported him. He was recovering from a difficult past and she was there to help him make the most of his future.
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Here’s a little something for the Coco girlies. Sorry if it’s not any good.😭💀this is only the second story I’ve posted here. This is also the second story this week I wrote after not writing anything in a year or two. I hope you like it.❤️If anyone wants to request ANYTHING feel free!! I will write basically for anything. If I don’t know what it is I probably won’t watch it but I will do research to get a better understanding before writing.
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Today’s About You: Johnny ‘Coco’ Cruz
Mayans MC Masterlist
word count: 844
description: Prompt used: We can do anything you want to do today.
It had been a few weeks since you had a day where you had Coco all to yourself but you understood with the club shit going on lately, you were grateful if you got a text from him or got to see him either in the morning or evening for a few minutes.
You were sleeping when you felt kisses being placed along your shoulder and back making you smile as you started to stretch and wake yourself up. You turned on your back and smiled when you saw Coco sitting on the edge of your bed looking at you.
"Morning Amour, to what do I owe the pleasure of seeing here?" You asked.
"Well we finally have a day off, so I figured we could spend the day together since we've hardly had any time together these past few weeks." He said lacing his hand with yours.
"Really? I get the whole day with you?" You asked wrapping your arms around him.
"You do, so we can do anything you want to do today. But first I demand a kiss." He said making you laugh as you gave him a kiss.
"And if I wanna spend all day in bed with you?" You asked with a smile as you gave him another kiss.
"That's fine with me...like I said today's all about you Amour." He said as your stomach growled making you both laugh.
"Well, maybe I should go get dressed so we can get breakfast." You said as he nodded.
About ten minutes you showered and were dressed and headed to the living room where you found him waiting on the arm of the couch waiting for you swinging your car keys around his fingers.
"We not taking the bike?" You asked him as you slide your shoes.
"Nah want to be as close to you as possible." He said grabbing your hand and pressing a kiss to your knuckles making you smile.
True to his word the whole way to the diner he kept his hand laced with yours while the other was on the wheel and after breakfast when you two decided to just go for a drive for a bit with no destination, he either kept his hand laced with yours or on your thigh while you drove.
"I just want you to know that I'm sorry we haven't been able to do much these past couple of weeks." He said.
"Oh amour, you don't have to apologize for that, I know what I was getting into when we started dating... I know it's not much to some people but those few minutes I get to spend with you in the morning before you leave or when you get home mean so much to me." You said looking over at him with a smile.
"Thank you for saying that, sometimes I wonder if you deserve better than me." He said.
"Never in a million years." You said placing a kiss on his cheek while he was driving.
"Now that's settled, are you up for a little competition?" He asked pulling into the arcade parking lot.
"Loser buys lunch or dinner?" You asked.
"Deal." He said making you smile.
The whole time you two competed against each other in various games and you two nearly caused a wreck with how aggressive you were being on the go-go karts. After the go-go karts, you two brought your tickets up to the cashier who could only laugh.
"Date night?" He asked as you two nodded.
"Well with the tickets and the score from the go-go karts, it looks like your boyfriend won this one." the cashier said as Coco cheered making your roll eyes in fake annoyance.
"Tell you what Amour, since you are such a good sport and gave me some serious competition, why don't pick out a prize?" He said lacing his hand with yours.
You scanned through the various prizes until they landed on the giant pink unicorn that sat at the top of the shelf, and you had to have it even if it was the most ridiculous thing ever.
"The giant unicorn." You said pointing to it.
"Why did I know you were going to pick that?" Coco said shaking his head as the cashier counted through your tickets.
"Individually you don't have enough but if you two want to put your tickets together, you would have enough to get it." The cashier said.
"Go ahead." You said before Coco could've asked you if you wanted to or not.
Coco swore seeing you smile like that was worth everything he had gone through before he met you, he knew he would do anything to see that smile.
"You know I could've gone back and won more tickets?" He asked as you two walked back out to the car.
"I know but I still owe you dinner since you won the competition, but still thank you for contributing so I could get this." You said placing a kiss on his lips.
"You know I do anything for you, even if that means helping you win the most ridiculous thing I've ever seen." He said placing your unicorn in the backseat.
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The Threat
Since I’m too excited about all of this, I’m posting again! Who needs a schedule??
As always, thank you so much for joining me on this lovely little journey far from canon. We don’t need her. :)
All of your comments/interactions/reblogs just mean so much. I appreciate all of them, and they fuel my writer fingers to keep writing. :)
EZ glanced up from the cards in his hand. The club had a meeting later that day, and he had some time to kill between his shift at the yard and Templo. He was relieved to no longer be a prospect, but it was a rough time to finally become a patched member. Part of him wished he didn’t have to be directly involved in all of this shit.
Coco’s car was coming down the gravel drive, leaving a spray of dust and dirt behind it. He had barely parked up when Gilly moved across the lot faster than any of them had seen him move in a long while. EZ shook his head, keeping his focus on the cards in his hand. This wasn’t a scene he really wanted to watch.
Gilly hauled Coco out of the driver’s seat, pushing him back against the car. Coco grunted at the force and scrambled to keep his feet under him, losing traction on the gravel..
“Shit, Gilly, can’t you give me a minute?” he complained, his voice ragged with emotion. It wasn’t the reaction the big biker had expected so he backed off a pace, giving Coco room to catch his breath. He’d been prepared for Coco’s usual defensive stare, but the hopelessness in his eyes stopped the other Mayan in his tracks.
Coco glanced over Gilly’s shoulder, glad to see that Bishop and the others had gone inside the club house. Gilly followed his look, stepping closer to get back in Coco’s face. It was obvious that he wasn’t going to let Coco’s erratic behaviour go on any longer.
“Can we talk somewhere else?” Coco asked, his fingers tugging at the hem of his shirtsleeve. He was clearly uncomfortable. “I know I been fucking up,” he admitted, hanging his head.
“We aren’t covering for you any more, Coco. This is it. Figure your shit out,” Gilly told him, his voice cold. Coco was sure that all of his brothers’ shared the sentiment.
“Yeah, I know.” A bit of Coco’s earlier vulnerability was dissipating, quickly replaced by defensiveness at being called out like this. It was deserved, but it didn’t mean he enjoyed it.
Gilly levelled him with a look. It was severe enough that Coco was a little shocked it didn’t come with a fist, too. The intended meaning wasn’t lost on him, and Coco relented, pushing the sleeve of his shirt up.
“Fuck, I don’t want to be involved in any of that,” Gilly grumbled, turning away from Coco. Everyone knew exactly what had been going on, but they were trying to be understanding, give Coco space so they could all pretend it would get better.
“Me neither,” Coco explained. “This shit hurts so bad, I can’t take it without drugs, man,” he continued, gesturing to his scarred eye. “But this, this is gonna cost me everything.”
“Bishop’s pissed, and I ain’t covering for you again,” Gilly reiterated, his attention diverted to a pair of bikes headed their way. “We got Templo later but keep as much distance as you can until you get it fixed.”
Coco heard the bikes now, and he turned slightly to look at them. They didn’t belong to Mayans. Gilly disappeared into the clubhouse, coming back out with Bishop and the rest of the club in tow.
The bikes stopped just in front of the clubhouse, the riders stepping off and marching up to the door without an invite. It wouldn’t normally be acceptable, but Coco noticed the Reaper on the back of their kuttes.
“Ah shit,” Coco swore under his breath, recognizing the taller of the two. He walked over to join his club brothers, wondering what the hell was going on. This was the last confrontation he was prepared to have right now.
He stepped up next to EZ, folding his arms over his chest. Coco didn’t fail to notice the way Happy looked him up and down, clearly taking in the bruises on his face and the track marks on his arm. He quickly readjusted his sleeve, trying to hold Happy’s stare.
Coco wasn’t easily intimidated, but he felt certain that the specific cold, hard look on Happy’s face was probably the last thing a lot of people saw. It nearly made a chill run down his spine.
“Happy, Allesandro,” Bishop greeted, stepping in front of his club members. Everyone could feel the tension hanging in the air.
“Just a courtesy visit,” Happy began, his posture relaxed despite the hand resting on the hilt of his knife. “Packer’s sick. He asked me to take over San Bernardino while he’s away.”
Bishop frowned. “So you’re letting us know about a change in leadership?”
“We also wanted to remind you not to ride through SoA land without a call,” Allesandro added, keeping his shoulders square as Angel took a large step towards him.
“So you roll up without notice to remind us about respect?” he spat, tilting his head to look down at the Son. “How’s that work?”
“We just don’t want you finding out the hard way. Actions have consequences,” Allesandro continued, not backing down as Angel stepped off the stair and almost into him.
EZ grabbed the back of his brother’s kutte, pulling him back onto the porch with the others. Bishop gave him a look that would clearly turn into an ass kicking later.
“What the hell does that mean?” Bishop asked, turning back to Happy and Allesandro.
“It means a couple dozen dead Mexicans.” Happy’s voice was ice cold. Coco felt his hand jump to the grip of his pistol, but Happy didn’t even flinch. “Your old lady give you that?” he asked, nodding towards the bruises on Coco’s face. “Nah, you’d have to go home for her to get a shot in,” Happy finished with a chuckle.
EZ and Angel looked at each other, shocked that the Son would say anything that might give the others any reason to wonder about Kat’s relationship to Happy. Some of the others didn’t look concerned, but Bishop had picked up on the strange tension between Happy and Coco now.
Coco leapt forward, shoving Happy hard. The Son took a step backwards but easily countered Coco’s movements. Within a minute, he had Coco’s arm up behind his back and his face pressed into the roof of his car.
Happy looked over his shoulder at the Mayans standing in front of the clubhouse. It was clear that they wanted to help their brother, but they held their ground, waiting to see if Happy would give them a reason to fight.
“Like he said, we’re here on Chibs’ behalf. Don’t cross our territory,” Happy reiterated, leaning down to whisper something to Coco before letting him go. “I’ll take extra joy in putting a bullet in your head.”
The guys stayed where they were, the anger and disrespect easily readable in their eyes. This was a direct move to put them in their place, and it might not be a slight they would suffer.
After their meeting, EZ tried to catch Coco alone. The other Mayan was cagey and definitely on edge, but EZ managed to get a few moments with him as he was clearly trying to escape the clubhouse.
“Coco, got a minute?” EZ asked, stopping Coco as he unlocked his car. Coco’s shoulders slumped, and he turned to face the former prospect.
“I ain’t in the mood, boyscout,” he started, already preparing for a lecture.
“No sermon from me,” EZ assured, holding his hands up. “I just wanted to see how Kat’s doing with everything.” Coco’s brow furrowed.
“Doing with what?” he snapped, looking annoyed. “With my fuck ups?”
EZ shook his head, confused. “No, with San Bernardino's new leader.” EZ sighed, realising what Happy’s comments had meant. “You didn’t tell her.” The newest member let out a sigh that turned into a chuckle. “Oh man, she’s gonna be so pissed.”
“Whatever,” Coco grumbled, turning back to his car. He pulled the door open, not bothered that it bumped into EZ.
The younger Mayan took a step back, wondering if Coco was actually headed home to face his old lady’s wrath. He wasn’t sure exactly why, but he really doubted Coco was.
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Coco x Reader
Note: Hello, back with some Coco smut. That’s pretty much all it is, so warning now. This could be standalone or with this reader series. I hope everyone likes it! I also posted some drabble prompts if anyone is interested! Credit to the best for the gif @thesewickedhands
“Bitch, how are you still here? Your man has been giving you bedroom eyes all night!”
“I would’ve been in the back room. They must be into some freaky shit, drawing it out like that.”
It was approaching four months of Coco being sober. Everything was almost back to the way it was before he disappeared. Almost. After dealing with withdrawal symptoms, addiction triggers, Letty’s understandable anger and Coco’s long hours to fix the clubhouse, he finally earned his bottom rocker back. He sat at his kitchen table the night before, sewing the patch onto his leather with such a proud look, it made her emotional. To celebrate, Alvarez decided a party was in order to continue to try and make amends between charters. The clubhouse lot was overflowing with friends, family and some out of town charter members.
Coco was sitting at a folding table, playing cards with Angel, Gilly and Manny but he rarely looked away from her. She was standing with some ladies, who were teasing her about Coco’s intense gaze.
She had researched recovery in order to help Coco in any way she could. Relationships, especially in early recovery, were discouraged. Even though they had decided to be together and had barely spent a night apart, their sex life had been virtually nonexistent.
She knew tonight would be different. He caught her getting ready in the bathroom in a black lacy bra and thong set. He smirked and looked her over, leaning against the doorway to watch. He opted for just a tanktop under his kutte, his tattooed arms on display. His long hair was hanging over his shoulders in two braids. His eyes were clear and he was getting closer to his old physique every day.
“Dude, she’s not even paying attention to us.”
She laughed as she tore her eyes away from his long fingers, “Yes, I am. It’s been a while and he looks hot.”
Her phone buzzed in her back pocket and she pulled it out, acrylic nails tapping on the screen as she unlocked it.
El Coco 🥵😍
I can’t stop thinking about what you got under those shorts ma
Corazón
I didn’t think you liked it, you didn’t even touch me 🥺
El Coco 🥵😍
I had to show up here tonight. If I touched you we wouldn’t have made it out the house
Corazón
You still feel that way?
She excused herself from the girls and went up the clubhouse steps, glancing over her shoulder at him. She maneuvered her way through the busy space until she got to the bathroom. She closed the door and leaned against the wall, waiting.
Not five minutes later and the door opened, Coco squeezing through and closing the door behind him. He licked his lips, putting his hands on either side of her head.
“Hi,” she smiled sweetly, her eyes on his.
“You haven’t been drinking that much today,” he murmured, smirking when he noticed her hands behind her back.
“Neither have you,” she countered, her face tilted up to his.
He glanced at her lips, “I don’t wanna get too drunk. I wanna remember every sound I’m gonna force out of you.”
His blood boiled when he heard her breath hitch, “I wanna remember every thrust that forces a sound out of me.”
“Too bad you didn’t wear a skirt,” he pressed closer to her, trapping her between his body and the wall.
She flushed and smiled, “I was worried the bike vibrating would feel too good,” she admitted.
An evil smirk crossed his face, “You wet for me?” she nodded, holding his gaze, “I don’t have to stay much longer.”
She leaned in and pecked his lips, “I’m ready when you are,” she whispered against his mouth.
They separated when Gilly knocked on the door, grinning when they walked out together. She went back to the girls, dancing and doing a couple shots as he finished his game with the guys. She felt his eyes on her when he came inside, like an electrical current getting closer. Surrounded by people but he still felt like they were the only ones in the room. A private dance just for him.
“Just go home and fuck her already, bro.”
He glared at his drunken brother, who was smirking at Coco with an arm around his shoulders.
“You wasted?” he laughed.
Angel shook his head, grinning, “Nahhhh. Listen. We all know you wanna fuck her. You two are turning everyone on. Go home already.”
Coco pushed Angel back, shaking his head before heading over to her. He slipped behind her and touched her hips as she danced, smirking when she felt his chest against her back.
“Ready to go?” he murmured in her ear.
She turned in his arms and kissed him, wrapping her arms around his neck. After they said their goodbyes, they met up by his bike. Coco handed her a helmet.
“Don’t cum on the bike unless I say,” he teased.
She laughed and held him tight as they drove home. He held her ankle, stroking her skin as they stopped at a red light. She rubbed his thighs, smirking against his shoulder when she felt him shiver. He pulled into the driveway and helped her off, kissing her as soon as they took their helmets off.
“I’ll meet you inside, gonna put the bike away,” he whispered.
“Any requests?” she smirked, tugging gently at his green scarf.
He smirked, “Don’t start without me. I don’t wanna miss a second of that ass.”
She kissed him again and headed for the door, giggling when he swatted at her ass. She headed into the bedroom and lit a few candles she had bought. She turned on some music, then set a pack of cigarettes and Coco’s rolling tray on his nightstand. She was grabbing some water from the kitchen when he came inside. His eyes lit up when he heard the music.
“It's like that?” he smirked.
She winked and crooked her finger as she walked backwards down the hall. He followed her and grabbed her waist, throwing her over his shoulder. She squealed, laughing as he dropped her on the bed. The water bottles rolled out of her hands as he leaned over her and kissed her hard, pressing her against the mattress. She held his cheeks, wrapping her legs around his waist as they started grinding against each other.
“I fucking miss you,” he breathed, lacing their fingers together and pinning her arms above her head.
“I miss you,” she squeezed his hands, untangling their legs to kick her boots off, “I didn’t cum on the bike.”
She gasped when his hand squeezed her throat, “Good girl,” he kissed her roughly. The friction felt good but he grunted in annoyance, his hand slipping between them to tug at her shorts, “You wore these on purpose.”
He locked eyes with her as he used one hand to pull her shorts down, “Maybe,” her chest heaved when he hooked a finger into the thin fabric of her thong and tugged it down. She pulled them off with her free hand, “You’re wearing too much.”
Coco growled and stood up, spreading her legs and quickly stripping his own clothes off. Her bright eyes moved up and down his body and he nodded at her, “Take it all off. Now.”
She sat up and pulled her shirt off, Coco squeezing her chest as soon as he was done with his boots. Her back arched, pushing her tits into his warm hands as she unclipped her bra. He groaned and kissed her tattooed chest, sucking her skin.
She tossed her bra off the bed, gasping when his teeth grazed her nipple, dark eyes on hers while he flickered his tongue against it. She couldn’t look away from him as he kissed down her body. He smoothed his hands up the backs of her thighs, pinning them to her chest, “I’m fuckin’ starving.”
Coco ate her just like a starving man. His crooked nose glistened as he groaned against her wetness. She writhed under his tongue, gripping the sheets as he brought her closer and closer to the edge. He pulled back and slapped her clit, smirking when she flinched and moaned his name. Her legs hooked over his shoulders, one hand on her stomach as he added his fingers. Her hips rocked with his fingers’ thrusts, his name falling from her lips over and over. She came twice before he gave her a reprieve, kissing her inner thigh.
“Fuckin…forgot how much you love eating pussy,” she laughed breathlessly.
An evil smirk crossed his face, “I ain’t done, ma. Just don’t want you passing out. Yet.”
Her eyes rolled back as he went back down, coaxing another orgasm from her. She gripped his hand, hips bucking off the bed. Her legs slipped off his shoulders as he pulled back. She sat up and kissed him desperately, reaching down to stroke his already hard cock. His own hips jerked into her hand as he sucked her tongue, pressing her back against the bed.
“You get that hard from eating me out?” she breathed, rubbing her thumb over his tip.
“Been hard since I saw you in the bathroom,” he shivered, “Been wanting to fuck you like this for months.”
He grabbed her hips and manhandled her so she was on all fours. She lowered her body onto the bed, her back arching and ass on display for him. Glaring, he slapped her ass. She jumped, giggling when he did it again. Her eyes rolled back when he slid deep inside her, her back arching as he bottomed out. He pulled out slow, lips parted as he watched her stretch around him.
“Look at this pussy,” he licked his lips, “Does that feel good, baby?”
“Yes,” she whined, “Oh my god, Coco.”
Hearing her voice crack around his name unleashed something primal in Coco. His thrusts hit deep and harsh, his eyes closed as he listened to her cries. Her thighs shook and she clenched around him, her walls clinging to him as he pressed deep. She gripped the sheets as she gasped with each thrust. She jumped when he slapped her ass.
“This is mine,” he stopped, panting as he slid into her as deep as he could, “Ain’t it?”
“Yes!” she cried, “Fuck yes, it’s yours! Coco, please!”
He resumed the hard and fast pace, smirking when she moaned in relief. He leaned over, kissing her spine softly. She was whimpering with each deep hit, body shaking from his movements and her prior releases. He reached under her to rub her clit, his eyes lighting up when she bucked under him. She released again, screaming his name when he didn’t stop. He finally slowed his hips and she panted, grabbing his hand and kissing his thumb.
“So fucking pretty,” he grunted in her ear, “You ready?”
She smirked back at him and nodded, “Give it to me.”
Coco did just that, pounding her into the mattress as she sobbed and begged him not to stop. He dug his fingers into her skin as he tried to hold it together. One of her shaky hands gripped his thigh and he wrapped a hand around her throat, holding her torso just off the bed. Her eyes rolled back when he laced his hands together and held her throat. She reached down to rub her clit, screaming his name as she came a final time. He grunted and came deep inside her, twitching as she clenched tight around him.
He pulled out slowly, smirking when she whined in protest, “You want me to stay?”
“Yes,” her hair covered her face but he heard the pout in her voice.
He laid down next to her shaking form, turning her onto her side and slipping back inside her. She hissed but relaxed back in his arms.
“I missed that,” she whispered after a few moments, their breathing slowed to normal.
“Me too,” he kissed her shoulder. She closed her eyes and pulled the blanket over them. He smiled, “You going to sleep, baby?”
“Till it’s time for round 2.”
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Please more Coco ( my soul is lost to this man) with 6. Are you afraid of me? , 16. Your scars are beautiful, 22. Make me, 32. You’re mine, 38. Beg.( Sorry if there’s a max on prompts but I think they work well together for something super smutty 😇.)
Welcome back Love!!! I can def get you some more Coco!( No prompt limit, feel free to put in as many as your heart desires!). As Always 18+.
Scars
Coco sat watching you as you made drinks behind the bar and chatted with EZ. The two of you had seemed to be building something but whenever he seemed to get to close you darted away. He assumed it wasn't the biker image since you kept coming around the clubhouse. So he figured it was him. Granted he had a reputation but he had never hurt a woman.
You could feel Coco's eyes on you from across the clubhouse. You knew you owed him an explanation about the other night when you two had been making out on the hood of your car. Embarrassment of that night had you dropping the beer in your hand.
"Your suppose to be helping me not making my life harder" teased EZ as he playfully smacked your arm with the towel he had been drying glasses with. "I can leave if you want?" you replied with a raised brow as you moved to pick up the glass. Before EZ could respond Coco's voice rang out. "Yo Boy Scout! Quit flirting and start working" called Coco his jealousy getting the best of him.
"I'm going to pop outside for a bit" you whispered a few minutes later as you gently touched EZ's shoulder. Once he nodded you grabbed your jacket and a beer and headed out the door. Once outside you inhaled the fresh, cool night air. You were lost in your own thoughts when you felt someone grab your arm.
"Are you afraid of me? Is that why you took off and are flirting with EZ? questioned Coco as he turned you to face him.
"What?" you questioned as your brow furrowed at the insanity of both questions. Coco took a breath and repeated himself.
"No, I'm not afraid of you Coco" you replied with a shake of your head. "Granted you did just grab me in the middle of the night but I put that to poor judgment. Same as saying I was flirting with EZ. We both know he's not my type" you replied with a easy laugh.
Coco couldn't help but let out a sigh of relieve and a laugh of his own. "Fair enough" he replied as he let your arm go but didn't move back away from you. "So you wanna tell me what I did wrong the other night that had you running for the hills?" he asked cautiously his eyes searching yours.
You bit your lower lip as you considered his question. This was inevitable and would have to be talked about sometime. "Things were getting a bit too real and shit. I have...I have" you started before you stopped trying to find the right words.
"If your going to say dick. I'm fine with that" offered Coco making you laugh. "No. Its not a dick" you replied with an eye roll.
"I have some pretty ugly scars and its hard to be... intimate.... with them and feel comfortable in my skin" you replied quietly your eyes looking anywhere but at him now.
"The word ugly should never come out of your pretty mouth. Especially not about this art piece" murmured Coco as he ran his hands down your sides and onto your hips as he pulled you closer. "You should let me show you how your scars are beautiful" he continued as his lips ghosted your neck sending spikes of pleasure through your body.
Feeling emboldened by the hands and lips ghosting over your body you ran your hands under his shirt as you replied. "Make me Coco".
Twenty minutes later the two of you were naked in his bed as his fingers, lips and teeth paint hot trails along your skin. You squirm and whimper as he licks along the raised purple scar that runs under your right breast as his fingers skim between your wet folds.
Coco smiles into your skin as he dips two fingers into you, slowly pushing them up into that sweet spot making you clamp around them. "So fucking beautiful" he murmurs as he kisses the jagged scar that runs down the center of your abdomen. You could feel your orgasm start to build when he abruptly pulled his fingers from you.
"Patience" murmured Coco as he kissed his way back up you body until he was hovering over you. You could feel the head of his cock at your entrance and raised your hips slightly. "Nah Mama" scolded Coco as he pushed your hips firmly back down. "You're mine now. Only good girls get this" he stated as he leaned back and teased you by rubbing his head through your wet folds. "Beg" he ordered gently as his lust blown pupils found yours.
"Please fuck me Coco." you pleaded as you pouted. Coco shot you a smirk as he quickly slid himself completely into you making you both moan. Coco grunted as he gripped your hips firmly, pounding in and out of you. All you could do was moan and take it as Coco held you in place beneath him. Without warning Coco hooked your right leg up onto his shoulder making you clench tighter around him. He smirked as he watched your eyes roll back and mouth fall open in a silent scream. "Be a good girl and cum" ordered Coco as his fingers moved between the two of you to pinch your clit.
Within seconds his name was falling from your lips as your body released around him and your body spasmed uncontrollably. Coco thrusted into you a few more times before pouring out his own release as your body milked him. Coco slumped down on top of you as you both panted.
His hands traced along your scars as his lips found yours. "So beautiful" he whispered as he pulled back slightly.
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Mayans crushing on/ being infatuated with a younger reader
This is my first time writing for Mayans. I know there are many fans of the show but I feel like there is not enough people writing for it and showing it love.
Note: I roughly guessed what the guys ages would be at the beginning of the series based on their apperance and actors' ages. I would love to know how old you think they are!
Bishop – 49
Taza – 62
Tranq – 44
Riz – 37
Creeper – 41
Gilly – 36
Coco – 34
Angel – 30
Ez – 26
Bishop – He didn’t have any qualms about his attraction to you in the beginning. Walking up to you when you were at the clubhouse and flirting with you, saying it was good to see you around. He didn't think too much about it, he likes the way he feels when you are responding to him in a positive way. Bishop lies to himself, he doesn’t purposefully seek you out in the crowd, but Taza points it out for him - "Don't worry Prez, your girl is outside, having a smoke with Gilly". - And that phrase hits him; the fact that someone has noticed his interest in you, and more so called you "his girl" - that spreads warmth in his chest. He wants you to be his girl, but he is not sure how you feel about it. Sure you reciprocate his attention, smile at him and spend more time with him than other members of MC, but it doesn't mean you want anything more with him than friendship. The age gap is large, Bishop could be your father; and the potential comments that would follow make him shrudder, yet the thought of you in his arms makes him think that he could deal with being the butt of the jokes for some time.
Taza – Taza thought that love is not for him anymore. But the familiar butterflies are starting to dance in his belly again when you laugh at his joke. He loves the feeling of it, but the moment he realises it he gets scared. He is not ready for it, he didn’t think it is possible, he is too old and commited too many sins to be rewarded with these emotions. Taza wonders what he can possibly offer you? His life is filled with violence and loneliness.But then he takes out his phone and sees your name across the screen Che thinks that maybe he can give it a try.
Tranq – Tranq is a rough man, for the majority of his life he had only his mother and the club. He is "El Pacificador", a giant of a man, always in the epicentre of fights. Even though he is not the loudest and meanest in the club he thinks he might be too imposing for you, scare you away. Let alone the fact that he is in his 40's. Still, when he is next to you Hank’s increased heart beat drowns out the doubts. Against his wishes the softer side of him comes out. The way you lean on Tranq's shoulder when you are tipsy, or when you ask specifically for his help with your car makes him feel special, and he never wants to let go of this feeling. Quite the opposite, he feels insatiable, he is hungry for your affection and Hank wants more of it. He is not a greedy man, he shares everything in life with his club, but you are someone Hank wants to keep all to himself.
Riz – Michael has been disillusioned with life long ago, many people in his life shunned him; only in the brotherhood of Mayans did he find the solace. Riz craves love, family and companionship is something he always secretly wanted. Maybe that's why he was always a ladies man - trying to fill a void in his life with someone, something. When he met you for the first time, it was hard to avert his eyes from you. You were like the smell of rain in summer before the thunder strikes, Riz felt that when you stepped into the clubhouse you brought change with you, and it was just for him, and he welcomes this feeling with an open heart.
Riz knows he likes what he is seeing and he wants you to like him as well. He just needs his chance to prove that he can make it work, and he does what he does best, trying to smooth talk you. Offering you a drink and showering in compliments. He wants you to have a good time with him, he sure does with you. Once you jokingly called him an "old man", Riz quickly shot back that he prefers "daddy" instead, laughing at your shy expression. Age is not a problem for him, not when it comes to you and what the two of you could have, and he is willing to show it to you.
Creeper – Creeper didn’t really think that romantic love was for him. Since childhood there was nothing but darkness staining his life, like he is punished for doing something in his past life and can never repent. So Neron never expects gifts from live; he takes, but only gives. He gives his loyalty and time to his club and he gives his love to you, Creeper doesn't feel like he is allowed to receive any back from you.
Neron feels disgusted with himself and his want for you. You are almost too clean for him, Creeper doesn't have the right to mess you up. He tries to avoid you, but it’s as if you are always seeking him out, sipping on water with him at the parties, forgoing the alcohol. All the time you are asking him about his tattoos, and one time while planning your own you reach out and touch his forearm where a faces of women are depicted. Neron feels burned, but its amazing, he wants to keep your hands there, on him, interested in him. He is scared of rejection, he wants your love, he is ready to trade anything in his poor life in order to be yours.
Gilly – Gilly is know for “disarming” ladies, but it was a shock to him when you swooped into his heart and disarmed him. This young woman, too young for him comes and can out-do him in telling dirty jokes? Who are you? And you are playfully offering to arm-wrestle him, losing instantly. But he loves it, he feels like a teenager again, trying to show off infront of you. You have him wrapped around your finger and you don't even realise it. Other guys are teasing him in good fun, but when one day Coco jokes “you better act up brother or all the younger ones will steal her from under your old nose” Gilly laughs with him but it makes him think “oh shit…. I don’t wanna lose her to anyone”.
Coco – He was a little apprehensive at first about his feelings for you. You have less of an age difference with Letty than with him. He thinks that what he is feeling for you is wrong, even if you are a grown person. Coco always tried to stay away from the things that he cares for, it’s easier that way, he doesn't hurt anyone but only himself that way. You are precious to him, you care for him and Letty seems to like you. He already made all the guys in the club aware that he is interested in you and not to treat you badly. When members from other charters come and you are there, he makes sure to be near you or to keep an eye on you. You should be treated with the outmost respect and gentleness. Gentleness is a funny word for Coco; mainly because nothing in his life is, but he wants to learn it for you.
Angel – Angel stopped caring what other people think long time ago. He feels like he always has to prove himself to others and its never enough. So when you praise him, Angel can't even stop himself, he is floored. You think he is amazing, and you support him when he has a bad day. You are younger, but he feels like he has to look up to you. You are showing him the way of how to live life without being afraid of rejection. Angel thought he is brave, but he relearns the defenition of it when he is with you. He doesn't see the age gap between you as a boundary, because there is so much you bring to his life. And Angel wants for the first time in his life too repay that affection, he wants to make it his mission to worship you and elevate you. You are his guardian angel.
Ez – He hasn't been lucky in love, EZ knows he falls in love fast and hard, but with you he feels like he is falling even harder. Even though your age gap is not too big, he feels like you have whole life ahead of you, he doesn't want you to be tied to him. There is so much you could be doing, travelling, things that EZ cannot join you on. But he is aching for you to choose him over everything else, although he will never admit it, as it will be too selfish. It feels like his life is fixable when you are together and he doesn’t have to just survive anymore, with you he can live.
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No but CoCo with his baby girl😍 She’s a major daddy’s girl and doesn’t like that he puts her down.
Coco walked out of the bathroom and immediately towards the screaming 10 month old who had just learned to sit up on her own. She was sitting in her mothers lap who tried to soothe her but i wasn't working.
“Whatchu doing all that screaming for mija?” Coco asked, pulling the child into his arms after she started to reach for him. She was going through a little phase of always wanting to be held, but in this case she only wanted to be held by her father. Coco was willing to hold her all day and night to keep her happy. Coco whispered gentle and loving words into her ear as he rocked her around the room.
Y/n sat on the bed, following Coco around the room with her eyes. All his tattoos were on display because their baby still valued skin to skin. She fell in love all over again as she watched her baby y/d/n lay her head down on her daddy's chest, and as Coco went to smooth down her curls.
As the baby was drifting to sleep, Coco handed her to his wife. Y/d/n immediately started to whine, as Coco got comfortable in the bed. He immediately took y/d/n back and laid her on his chest, as he laid back on the many pillows.
“You're so good with her.” Y/n whispered, smiling lovingly. Coco smiled at her.
“Thank you querida.” He whispered. He's got what he wanted. He went from a lowlife jailbird to a family man. He wouldn't have it any other way.
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6. Strawberries 🍓
Summary: Just because you and Coco broke up, doesn’t mean you won’t have a Valentine. You son will make sure of that.
Pairing: Coco Cruz x female ex reader
Warnings: angst if you squint but also comfort, co parenting, breakup
Word count: 937
A/n: Dont know what it is about this trope but it just gets my feet kicking every time 😭 Took inspo from that fic I wrote a while ago about Coco and the readers son telling coco that mommy has a new ‘friend’ but made this one less toxic lol
Coco smiled as he watched his son messily spray the cool whip on top of his pancake, turning to face his dad with a proud smile.
“Look! Can you see it?”
Coco glanced down at the pancake, the cool whip placed in squiggles across the top.
“I can.”
“What is it??”
His son grinned wide, waiting for his dad to compliment his art, but Coco awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck, not knowing what the hell it was supposed to be.
“It’s a…smile face?”
The boy’s smile faded some as he looked down at his pancake before looking back at Coco with confusion.
“No, it’s a sailboat.”
Coco nodded enthusiastically, his smile bright.
“Ah. I see it now. It’s beautiful, Mijo.”
The child’s grin returned again, too young to dwell on the face that Coco didn’t see a sailboat anywhere on that pancake. His focus was on something else now as he bounced on his feet, eyes pleading up at his father.
“Can I have strawberries too?”
Coco winced, knowing he didn’t have any in the fridge. He barely ever bought produce if he was being honest. He was getting into the habit of buying more veggies now that you had been leaving your son over for the weekends more recently. He had a bag of frozen mixed vegetables and a half empty carton of blueberries that would be shriveling up any day now, but no strawberries.
“Sorry, kid. I don’t have any. I have blueberries though.”
He shrugged, smile still on his face.
“That’s ok. Blueberries are good too.”
Coco released the breath he hadn’t realized he was holding and went into the fridge to grab the berries.
“We can go shopping and get some once we finish eating. That sound ok?”
His son smiled and agreed, throwing in his own request.
“Yeah, and then we can get mommy a little teddy for Valentine’s Day! It’s tomorrow I think.”
Coco laughed and nodded, digging into his own pancake as he looked at his boy.
“It is, you’re right. You want to get mommy a teddy? What color?”
The carbon copy of Coco tilted his head back and forth as he chewed and thought.
“A white one. With a pink heart that says I love you.”
Coco smiled, knowing that your son loved you more than he loved anything else on the planet.
“I think that sounds great.”
“Me too. She doesn’t have a Valentine this year so I think that would make her happy.”
The light and fun energy dipped as a pang hit Coco’s chest. He didn’t let his son notice though, forcing his smile to stay right where it was. It was true. You hadn’t been with anyone since the split. Your focus had been on your son and work, no time for dating, at least that was what you had said. Valentine’s Day had always been one of your favorites and while it hadn’t really been Coco’s thing, he had indulged you every single one of the 6 years the two of you had been together. Your split had happened around 10 months ago now and while things were cordial and friendly, your interactions not regarding your son had been kept to a minimum. This would be the first time in years that you wouldn’t have a valentine and Coco was sure you wouldn’t be celebrating it seeing as you would be alone, this week Coco’s week. He decided then that he wouldn’t allow it and patted his hand gently on the counter.
“Hurry and finish up, then we’ll go to the store and buy a bunch of stuff for mommy, ok? We’ll surprise her tomorrow.”
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Your brows furrowed as you heard the knock on your door. It was around noon, and you weren’t expecting anyone. You picked up your phone and touched the screen, no missed calls or texts. A soft knock sounded again, and you stood, wearily going to the door and pulling it open. Your apprehension evaporated as you saw the boys there hand in hand, a bouquet of red roses in Coco’s empty hand, a fluffy white teddy bear in your son’s. Your smile was ear to ear as you bent down, your son letting go of Coco’s hand to hug you tightly.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, Mommy!”
You laughed tearfully and hugged him to your chest tight.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, baby boy.”
You stood back up and took the bear as he held it up to you excitedly.
“Here! This is from me!”
You clutched the bear to your chest and pet it’s soft fur.
“I love it very much. Thank you.”
Eyes locking with Coco’s, he cleared his throat and held out the roses to you.
“And these are from me.”
You could feel yourself swoon, heart aching in your chest, Coco’s doing the same. You took the roses from his hand and held them to your nose, taking a deep breath.
“Thank you. They’re beautiful.”
For a moment, it was as if it was only the two of you there, eyes locked, longing and sorrowful. The breakup had been mutual, for the sake of safety, but that didn’t mean it was any easier to live with. Pushing the door open, you invited them both in, Coco carrying a grocery bag as well that your son quickly grabbed and shoved towards you excitedly.
“We also got strawberries! Daddy said we could make pancakes again but with strawberries this time.”
You grinned and happily took the carton of strawberries, not bothering to mention that you already had one in the fridge. These were a thousand times better already.”
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After Hours II: Johnny ‘Coco’ Cruz
Mayans MC Masterlist
word count: 647
description: Part Two to After Hours, where you and Coco finally talk <3
You woke up and saw you had a message from a missed call from Coco, this was the first time you had heard from him in three weeks since you two ended things. You took a deep breath before playing the message wondering what he wanted.
"I know you hate me right now but I just need you to know that I love you more than anything baby and how sorry I am for breaking your heart. I was scared that you would wake up one day and realize that you deserve so much better than me because you honestly do, I'm not good enough for you. I just wanted you to know that I may be an ass 95% of the time but I love you more than anything and would do anything to see you smile even if that means living without you, I hate that you're not here beside me anymore. I just miss you so much Amour." He says.
When the message finished playing you were in full-on tears, you hated hearing Coco so insecure so broken. He was and still is everything to you despite everything he had done to you. You grabbed your slides throwing them on your feet before making your way to your car. You needed to see him.
You pulled into the driveway next to his bike and slowly made your way towards the front door, debating whether or not you should be here. You raised your fist and knocked on the door a few times before you heard the sound of his footsteps coming closer to the door.
A few minutes later, he opens the door and you saw how bad he looked, his hair was messy, his breath reeked of some type of stronger alcohol and his eyes were bloodshot. You walked a few steps over to him and wrapped your arms around his waist hating to see him like this.
"Sorry for not calling, I got your voicemail and needed to come to see you." You said squeezing him as tightly as possible while he ran a hand up and down your back.
"Don't apologize, I didn't expect to hear from you at all." He said quietly into your hair.
"Why did you do it, Johnny? I thought you were excited for our future together, I don't understand what happened." You said into his chest.
"I wish I could blame some other factor other than I got insecure about our future and just pushed you away before you could hurt me." He said making you pull away from him.
"What do you mean hurt you? I would never do that you." You asked him confused at what he was saying.
"Amour I was afraid you were gonna wake up one day and realize how much better that you could do than someone like me and I thought if I hurt you first then I would save myself the heartache but in the end, I ended up hurting myself more, I'm sorry, I hope you can forgive me." He said grabbing your hand.
"You're a fucking moron Johnny but I still understand where you were from, I just wished you would've talked to me about these concerns instead of hurting me because I would've told you how much you do make me happy and safe, and how sometimes I feel like I don't deserve you and everything you've given me." You said.
"Please don't cry sweetheart, your gonna make me feel even worst than I already do. " He said wiping his tears with his thumbs.
"You should I love you more than anything, what more do I need to do to show you that your it for me? Because I'll do it." You asked through tears looking up at him.
"Just give me another chance to make things right." He said pressing a kiss to your lips.
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