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lovely-josuke · 10 months

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❝BAILAMOS JUNTOS — SPIDERVERSE HCS

summary ; the spider—men with a hispanic reader who loves to dance a lot and how they are at bailes.

pairings ; miguel o’hara, miles morales (wrote this with earth-1610 miles in mind), hobie brown, pavitr prabhakar, peter b. parker x hispanic fem!reader

note ; because i can’t find any hispanic reader fics for miguel and miles so i’m about to take matters into my own hands and no one can stop me ✌️🤩 added hobie, pavitr, and peter b because why not <3 vale if you see this hush and just read

• — miguel o’hara !

you found out he can dance and never stopped bugging him about it ever since. he’s somewhat rusty but give him a couple seconds and he’s ready to go. he’s really good, same par as you just not so enthusiastic about it. still, miguel loves that dancing is your favorite thing to do.

told you that he’s a romeo santos fan and you busted out laughing. to this day, seeing a romeo santos song in his playlist makes you laugh and he’s like “leave me alone”. you asked him if romeo was better during his aventura era.

yes, this also means he’s the number one bachata lover but keeps it a secret from everyone, especially you.

the first time you two ever danced it was to imitadora in his so called office. miguel had to make sure no one came in. he’s the type to have one hand on your lower back to pull you in and he has your other one in his, up beside of his head. whole time he’s dancing with you he’s telling you how much he loves you and has you like “o—oh okay 😳”

no space in between you guys whatsoever. he wants to have you as close as possible and sometimes rests his chin on the top of your head as you two dance to whatever song is playing.

he’s definitely an arm around your waist type of guy. you took note that it was his first instinct when dancing. whether it be when you are in la rueda together or it’s a dance that needs a pair, his arm instantly goes around your waist. also probably the kind of guy who dances with an arm around your waist while both of yours are around his neck.

you’re also an arm around the waist when it comes to this man. i mean, why else is he gonna have that slutty waist if you can’t have your arm around it? anytime you guys are dancing and his arm is around your shoulders, you take this into your advantage and hold onto his waist. he’s like “stoppp 🙄”

miguel is at the age where he just criticizes every song you guys are dancing to. do not look at him when a song he hates is on. he’s staring at you through the corner of his eye just saying ‘don’t you dare’ cause wym you wanna dance to prince royce with him?

makes compromises especially if you have told him you like that song or artist.

“que canción tan fea. no se quien le dijo a valentin elizalde que podia cantar.” (t: what an ugly song. i don’t know who told valentin elizalde he could sing)

“miguel, ya callate por favor.” (t: miguel, be quiet already please.)

most of the time, he doesn’t go in the center of the circle with you. not in a bad way, miguel just loves seeing you dance and capture everyone’s attention. he never gets tired of seeing that smile on your face when you’re dancing with your tias and putting on a show for everyone.

if you want him to dance with you for the entire night, he will. that’s no issue for him. besides, certain bailes he’s the one that’s glued at your side and takes you to dance.

bonus; miguel likes taking a break from all his screens once in a while and starts dancing with you. whenever this happens though, miguel prefers to play slower songs or anything where you two don’t have to move around as much. as long as he’s holding you, that’s all he wants. and he admits to romeo being better in aventura. last verse in ella y yo is all you need as proof.

his dance skills when you first started dating: nine out of ten

his dance skills presently: ten out of ten

his favorite genre and artist: bachata ; romeo santos

• — miles morales !

when you two first started dating, he knew how much of a dancer you were. you’d always post some videos of you and your cousins at quinces or bailes. so when you both were hanging out by yourselves in his room, you started playing some music to dance with him. then he just looks you in your face to tell you, “nah yeah i can’t dance sorry.”

you called him a “yo no sabo” kid and he was highly offended. regardless, he was very willing to learn because he doesn’t want you to feel like he doesn’t care.

you have so much stamina when dancing he cannot keep up with you. from the minute everyone is allowed to start dancing, you are the first one there and he’s along with you. miles decided to count how many times you sat down throughout a baile and it was three times. those three times were simply because the hosts asked the guests to sit down.

he doesn’t know how you can transition from one genre to another so quickly. half a second ago you both were zapateando together and now they have corridos playing. you were so fast to put you hand on his shoulder and reach for the other, meanwhile the poor boy is trying to process the new beat which is much slower and he trips on his own feet. he’s also very shy compared to the rest when it comes to dancing.

feel like he enjoys listening to female artists a lot more to the male artists.

miles is surprisingly good at tejano, huapango, and wepa. so much so you had to ask him to teach you and he was like ‘neehee what was that, you yo no sabo kid?’

he’s definitely more of an arm around your shoulder type of guy. it just makes it easier for him to pull you towards him and so you two take your steps together at the same time. likes it when you bring your arm around him too or if you hold his hand.

one time, you invited his parents to come along with him at one of your cousin’s quince. you found out miles’ dad is the exact same as he is. even when his parents were dancing, his dad was doing the same things as him. miles is just a carbon copy.

at that same party, miles left to the bathroom for a couple minutes and when he came back, his dad was sitting by himself at their table. meanwhile, you and his mom was nowhere in sight. he asked where you two where at and his dad just said, “on the dance floor,” and pointed to you and rio getting cheered on by your entire family while being in the middle of the circle.

it made him feel happy and once again, offended, because you were dancing with his mom and because you weren’t dancing with him. you and rio got along super well but the way she was having the time of her life with you made miles know he made the right choice.

offended for a third time because you took her to a birthday party you got invited to instead of him. it’s around ten pm when he gets a video of you and his mom getting cheered on while dancing to some cumbias and pulling dance moves he’d never seen before. his first thought once he’s done watching the video is, “yup. she’s the one.”

bonus; miles is really great at la quebradora. you can really thank his spider—man strength for most of it. it didn’t take you guys long to perfect it and once you guys show it off at a baile, his whole nervous demeanor is gone for the remainder of the night. he’ll constantly ask someone to record you guys when doing la quebradora and posts it whenever he can.

his dance skills when you first started dating: six out of ten

his dance skills presently: nine out of ten

his favorite genre and artist: tejano ; selena

• — hobie brown !

hobie’s really at bailes to eat. like. nothing else to it 😭 you’ll invite him and he’s already thinking of all the to go plates he’s going to bring back home. yes yes, he dances with you. why wouldn’t he? but that food?

hobie gets you in trouble every time with your tias. they baby him saying “mi pobre hoberto, verda que no te da de comer?” (t: my poor hobart, she doesn’t give you anything to eat right?”) and he’s like “no tia 😖” and they give him two plates he’s smirking at you talking about some, “grassy ass.”

off the bat, he’s already preferring corridos, norteñas, bachatas or anything you have to dance to as a pair because of the height difference. he loves being able to hold you close and just look down at you.

though even with songs you don’t need to be paired up with, he’ll do it regardless. hobie just loves the idea of being close to you even in your most favorite thing to do.

he’s one to stick to the basic dance moves and sometimes he doesn’t put much effort when dancing which makes you mad. he knows it does he’s just doing it on purpose because he’s evil.

hobie understands spanish to a good level thanks to you. he likes singing the lyrics with you as you guys dance together. you’re so passionate about it and sometimes he just stops to admire you, a smile on his face.

prefers a lot of the older artists compared to the newer ones. has a bit of a hate relationship with corridos tumbados. doesn’t really want to dance to those and won’t ask you. if you ask him, then he’ll go but you take note he sits there, judging the song as he eats his fifth plate of rice and barbacoa.

he’s an arm around the shoulders type of guy too. it’s just connecting back to the height difference. this makes it easier for the both of you as well so at least one of you can lead. easier for him to lean down and give you a kiss on the side of your head.

likes it when you tug on his arm, dragging him to go dance with him because a song you both like is on. he thinks it’s really cute how excited you get.

bonus; hobie knows which artists you like and the songs as well. he even made a playlist of it to listen to whenever you’re not around. pretends to be shocked when a song or artist you like comes on even though he requested it so he could ask you to dance.

his dance skills when you first started dating: seven out of ten.

his dance skills presently: eight out of ten.

his favorite genre and artist: corridos ; chalino sanchez

• — pavitr prabhakar !

off the start pavitr was so good at dancing that you barely had to teach him much. instantly, his favorite genres are cumbia and merengue. you’re both in your own world when they come on. he prefers them the most since he likes that you have to move around more to them.

the main thing you had to teach him was how to zapatear. pavitr had the most trouble with that since there were so many different versions of it. he quickly caught on though by looking at you and your family members dance it from the sidelines. he struggled a bit even after grasping the concept but now it’s in his favorites too.

more of a hand holder when it comes to dancing. he just finds it easier to pull you around and give you a spin. but also it gives him a bit of stability and that you both are moving at the same time together.

surprises you with some dances you didn’t even know he was practicing on. they played la iguana one time and pulled you to the center with him. next thing you know, pavitr’s doing la iguana and you’re just staring at him in shock as everyone’s recording him.

loves, loves, loves it when you tell him that everyone at el recalentado was talking about him turning up and being the life of the party. they had asked you if he was columbian and they began guessing what race off his dance skills. until you told him pavitr’s indian and they were so surprised. he got dubbed as a hispanic by everyone there. he feels so special when you tell him. it has him giggling and kicking his feet, “aw your family likes me :)”

pavitr loves doing el grito with los tios. he just likes feeling included in everything. he heard them do it once and just went along with it. you side eyed him wondering how more of a natural he is than you are. is he secretly hispanic? you’ll never know.

texts you one day saying, “your aunt is celebrating your cousin’s birthday. do you wanna go to the party with me?” and you’re like “babe wym?” yes, you saw that right. he gets invited now before you. pavitr is now immediate family. he’s legit the first one to receive an invitation now.

he’ll surprise you by taking you to some bailes he knew about. please do matching outfits with this boy when you guys go 🙏 he’ll dress in your culture’s traditional clothes. in fact, he even starts wearing them as an every day outfit. you find it cute and can’t help but give him a kiss.

that being said, you guys don’t come back home until after three from a baile. you always apologize to your parents but they know that you and pavitr are having the time of your lives. you both love dancing just as equally and you’re glad you found someone who loves it the same way you do. and you both complain about how your legs hurt the next day together.

i mean it when i say no one can take you guys off the dance floor for anything 🙅🏻‍♂️

menace to society when duranguense plays. society being you because he saw a video of this couple spinning really fast while dancing duranguense and they called it “el tornado”. he started doing it every time the genre comes on. turns out he just thought the video was hilarious and loses his mind over it.

bonus; he was one time blasting la mama de la mama at the max volume with hobie driving an old honda civic, driving at full speed down the streets chasing an anomaly in their spider suits. no reason for them to even be in a car, they just wanted to jam to the song.

his dance skills when you first started dating: nine out of ten.

his dance skills presently: gets snatched up by your tias to dance with instead of you.

his favorite genre and artist: merengue ; k—paz

• — peter b. parker !

first time he ever went to your family party early stage of you guys dating and everyone was like, “how did you two get together?” he’s like “haha yeah i don’t know myself.” when he literally bagged you like this except he said his name instead.

he’s actually standing with los tios as they all watch their wives get down on the dance floor and they’re stuck recording the entire thing for el facebook live. except unlike los tios he’s over there like 😃🤳🏻. he is your top supporter and then tells one of them, “yeah that’s my wife :)” as if they didn’t already know.

his icloud hasn’t been backed up in six years and finally asks you why it keeps saying it. turns out he has over thirty thousand videos in his phone of you at parties dancing. refuses to delete any of them.

he wasn’t the best at dancing when you guys first started dating. okay he was terrible. there was no saving him. which was such an issue for peter because you were always dragging him to bailes and he would have zero rhythm. of course, you started teaching him whenever you guys had time. he practices on his own sometimes just to save you the trouble.

peter tries his hardest to learn because it always makes you an extra amount of happy when you two are dancing together. just do not take him when merengue comes on. he refuses to go.

for one, he’s too stiff dancing it but his legs? how do you dance this every time it’s on let alone continue after the songs change? he’s in pain and had to sit out for the rest of the party the first time he danced merengue. to this day, peter still feels the burn in his legs.

also an arm around the waist type of guy. he loves it a little too much. he likes having both of his arms around your waist while you guys dance to norteñas. he never takes his eyes off you and he likes to give you kisses during the songs.

dumbass accidentally dedicated a narco corrido to you meanwhile you just had to smile and nod at him.

you don’t leave him with los tíos for a long time anymore because he ends up becoming a whole new person. he got drunk with them and all of a sudden, peter just magically knew how to dance. he was having a whole dance battle with one of your tios and won. he��s like, “ya viste? 😃 dicen que gane!” (t: did you see? they said i won!”) where the hell did you learn spanish from? has no recollection of him speaking it the next day.

in fact, he’s actually a whole new persona when tierra caliente music comes on. you still don’t know why and won’t ever find out. the roles end up getting reversed and now you’re dragged to dance with him instead.

needs about two to three weeks to recuperate. what do you mean you guys are going back again? begs you to let him stay home and sleep so he doesn’t need to go to el recalentado.

bonus; definitely said big booty latinas was his weakness to you thinking you were his favorite tio when he was drunk at one point. cried the entire way home because you “kidnapped him from his big booty latina and she was gonna beat both of you up.”

his dance skills when you guys first dated: zero out of ten.

his dance skills presently: eight out of ten.

his favorite genre and artist: norteñas ; seto vargas

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junmsli · 2 months

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heated

pairing. felipe otaño x reader

cw/tw. smut, oral sex (pipe recibe), unprotected sex, pipe!celoso, relación establecida, afab!reader/pronombres femeninos, otra vez siento que me olvido de algo

word count. 1.8k+

rating. +18

"¡no podes estar tan cerca de fran y pretender que no me joda!" pipe suelta con furia, ambos de pie en la sala de su apartamento frente a los muebles, tú con un semblante exasperado y él manteniendo un rostro enojado, sus rasgos están tensos y su mirada es fulminante.

“fran es solo un amigo cercano, feli, ¿no es eso obvio?” tratas de razonar pero pipe no busca entender la situación, quiere dejarte en claro que la sola idea de verte cerca de otro hombre le causa repulsión.

“me importa una mierda si es amigo nuestro o no, no puede ser tan pegajoso y cariñoso con mi mujer.”

"feli, entiende que esa es su manera de expresar cariño. por favor, bájale dos líneas a tus celos", exclamas con un suspiro, exhausta de la situación. felipe simplemente rueda los ojos, incapaz de comprender.

no puedes negar que fran ha permanecido cerca de ti durante gran parte de la noche, pero comprendes que sus intenciones no son coquetear contigo ni interferir en la relación con felipe. para él, el contacto físico es su forma natural de mostrar afecto, pero eso no lo convierte en alguien que busca seducir o romper relaciones, eso lo sabes con certeza.

aún así, pipe está furioso, cegado por los celos al imaginar que estás con alguien que no es él. “seré tan celoso como quiera si se trata de vos” te mantienes en silencio por unos segundos, evaluando la situación.

“feli, soy tuya, ¿entiendes?” dices mientras rodeas su cuello con tus manos. él baja la mirada hacia tus brazos que lo envuelven, incapaz de resistir el contacto, coloca sus manos en tu cintura y la acaricia lentamente. su expresión enfadada titubea por un momento, exhala un suspiro y asiente.

“lo sé, bebé, pero me pone mal verte con cualquiera.”

suspiras suavemente y ríes, encontrando cierta diversión en su actitud, que a su vez te excita un poco. “fran no es cualquiera,” afirmas, notando cómo felipe aprieta la mandíbula una vez más, cansado de tus intentos por defenderlo. “sabes a lo que me refiero. es tu amigo, mi amigo, y nunca intentaría nada.”

él niega con la cabeza y retira sus manos de tu cuerpo. “¿podes dejar de mencionarlo, por favor?”

“¿tanto te molesta?” comienzas a molestarlo, retirando tus manos de su cuello y colocando las suyas de nuevo en tu cintura, para luego volver a posarlas en su cuello. llevas tus labios a su mejilla izquierda, la que lames por un par de segundos y depositas un dulce besito, jugando a la inocente.”dale, qué tal si se te pasa tu mal humor y vamos a la cama.”

la furia en su rostro titubea una vez más “¿te calenta verme todo celoso, no?”

“feli…” dices y acercas tus labios a los de él. “dale, vamos a la cama.” felipe toma tu mentón y aprieta ligeramente, sin lastimarte.

“no respondiste mi pregunta.” dice tu nombre y te mira fijamente en espera de tu respuesta.

“sí amor, me gusta cuando estás todo celoso conmigo, me gusta mucho.” dices, sus ojos conectados a los tuyos, saben lo que está por venir, este juego del gato y el ratón que les encanta es solo parte de su juego previo.

“¿te gusta o te calienta?” felipe cuestiona.

“¿no es lo mismo?” dices y acercas finalmente tus labios a los suyos, el mero pensamiento de sentir su boca contra la tuya te enloquece, pero pipe tiene otros planes y voltea su cara evitando lo que tanto esperabas. “¿feli?”

“seguís sin contestarme, no le doy besos a atrevidas.” pipe suelta y tú cara se transforma en una de sorpresa por unos segundos.

“te odio.” musitas y pipe alza una ceja.

“¿ah sí? ¿posta vos no sos la misma que me rogaba que me la garche hace menos de un minuto?” ahora es su turno para que sus manos vayan a parar a tus mejillas.

“feli… me calienta tanto cuando te pones celoso conmigo, solo puedo imaginarte así de enojado mientras me coges duro” sueltas finalmente. pipe une sus labios en un acalorado y totalmente sucio beso, su lengua se convierte en una intrusa dentro de tu boca, ambas sucumbiendose ante el deseo de sentirse.

sin separarse, empiezan el recorrido hacia su habitación, pipe mantiene una de sus manos en tu cintura, usa la otra para mover la manilla y abrirles paso en su cuarto, aún con la pasión del momento, te sienta en la cama mientras se mantiene de pie. comienza la labor de quitarse su ropa y tú lo sigues quitando la blusa de tu cuerpo, dejándote en brasier, las bragas y tu falda. pues antes de poder continuar, un pipe desnudo niega con la cabeza y suelta en voz alta; “primero me tendrás en esa dulce boca tuya.”

asientes y salivas ante el pensamiento de tenerlo dentro de tu cavidad bucal, el deseo por sentirlo y poder saborear su sabor salado humedece tu centro. “bien, follame la boca, por favor.”

“ya que me lo pedís tan dulcemente, te haré mierda.” felipe expresa sin vergüenza, te bajas de la cama y te arrodillas lo más rápido posible, abres la boca, en posición y lista para recibirlo. pipe lucha para no soltar un gemido ante la vista tan obscena. no extiende tu espera por él por más tiempo y tomando su pene en una de sus manos, lo lleva a tu cavidad bucal, tu lengua pasea de arriba hacia abajo por aquella vena marcada en su miembro, sientes tu vagina mojarse aún más ante la sola idea de tu accionar en el momento acalorado.

“sí, chupame la pija como solo vos sabes.” no lo decepcionas, lo llevas en tu boca como una campeona, pipe toma tu cabello en un moño mal hecho y apresurado, lo jala y empuja su longitud en tu garganta. “la única pija que vas a tener.”

nunca has sido la mejor cuando se trata de los reflejos nauseosos, así que aunque son pocos los segundos que pipe tiene en tu boca, empiezas a lagrimear.

felipe lo sabe y sonríe con malicia ante tu imagen algo destruida a causa de únicamente él, en caso no quieras seguir siempre puedes decir la palabra segura y no dudaría en detenerse y verificar tu bienestar, pero acostumbrado a tu imagen desecha al llevarlo en tu boca, solo se divierte con ella. “¿te gusta chupármela, no mi amor?”

entra y sale de tu cavidad bucal, hace y deshace. “¿te pensás que podes estar con otro toda la noche y que no me va a joder? ¿tengo que recordarte que el único que te puede tener así soy yo?”

no puedes soltar palabra con él follándote así la garganta, “pues sí tengo que hacerlo, lo haré, pendeja malcriada.” de insultarte a decirte sus apodos cursis designados solo para ti, este momento lo tiene de acá para allá. “esta boquita es solo mía.” dice y tú sólo asientes torpemente, te mueves queriendo perseguir el ritmo que pipe mantiene dentro de tu boca.

hasta que el oji celeste se aleja con lentitud, consiguiendo una mirada un poco desconcertada de tu parte. señala con su cabeza la cama. “dale, en cuatro.” sin querer darle la contra, le haces caso y te acomodas quedando según su orden. procede a ponerse de rodillas en la cama y su miembro queda a la altura de tu mojada entrada. su cuerpo está encima del tuyo, tu rostro y el suyo a la misma altura, pero sin permitirte que lo veas. se presiona contra ti y antes de introducirse en tu intimidad, lleva un dedo a tu clítoris, haciendo movimientos circulares, formando dulces ochos que hacen que la atmósfera se vuelva el doble de pesada para ti y empieces a soltar grandes gemidos.

“feli… sí sí.” palabras sucias abandonan tu boca. “estoy lista feli, por fa.” le ruegas ganando una sonrisa maliciosa del castaño.

“¿sí?” dice y acelera los movimientos en tu clítoris, inserta un dedo en tu coño empapado sin detener los dulces toques en tu clítoris. “¿de quién sos?” ruedas los ojos en medio de tu fascinación por la estimulación de parte de pipe, pero decides darle lo que quiere si es lo que necesita para penetrarte.

“tuya feli, toda tuya.” gemidos no dejan de salir de tu boca, felipe lleva su pene hacia tu entrada con el apoyo de una de sus manos, en menos de un par de segundos se introduce en ti sin mucha delicadeza dejando salir un gran jadeo de alivio al sentir tu interior de una vez por todas. “sí sí sí feli, m-más más.” dejas salir, los que para felipe, son los gimoteos más dulces que ha escuchado en toda su vida.

“sos mía, cada centímetro.” continúa con un delicioso ritmo dentro de ti, saliendo y entrando, lleva ambas manos hacia tus caderas para arremeter con más rapidez y fuerza. su pene felipe cierra los ojos en contra de sus deseos de ver tu figura desmoronándose, toca ese dulce punto en tu interior dónde se mueve con destreza. la habitación se llena del sonido obsceno que causa el choque de ambos cuerpos, embiste tu interior con determinación. “mía, sos solo mía.”

“si feli, por favor, por favor.” tus gemidos no se detienen mientras apoyas tu cabeza contra la sábana, el placer nubla tu mente haciéndote pronunciar las palabras más sucias para incentivar a pipe a seguir con su continuo vaivén en lo profundo de tu coño. “soy tuya.”

felipe sostiene un rostro sumido en la satisfacción, su mirada fija en tu cabeza inclinada contra el colchón “feli, más.” ruegas sin un atisbo de vergüenza, tus manos se convierten en puños, tu boca abierta soltando todo tipo de incoherencias.

“nadie más te hará sentir así, solo yo ¿entendés?” asientes con dificultad, logrando que pipe niegue, “respondé usando esa boquita” sus manos se deslizan lentamente a tu cintura donde deja suaves caricias, en contradicción a sus duros y rápidos bombeos en tu interior.

“s-sí feli, solo tú, te lo juro.” el castaño toma tu palabra, la manera en la que te lleva no es como ninguna otra anterior, te folla como si su vida dependiera de ello y no hace falta más para que sientas tu orgasmo llegar a cada parte de tu ser. felipe no tarda en notarlo, gracias a tu característico aspecto consumido por el reciente orgasmo, que por cierto, siempre disfruta registrar en su memoria.

disminuye la rapidez de sus movimientos penetrándote de forma pausada en búsqueda de su propio clímax. “correte en mí, por fa.” suplicas, jadeos de cansancio y satisfacción acompañan tu pedido.

“te dejaré toda llena, ¿querés?” accedes de manera casi automática y después de sólo unos pocos segundos derrama toda su carga en tu interior. permanece dentro de ti unos minutos más, permitiendo que ambos se recompongan.

“¿ya no estás enojado?” rompes el silencio que lejos de ser incómodo, les trae calma a ambos, volteas para afrontar la deliciosa vista de un felipe recién follado.

quien solo rueda los ojos y con una sonrisa juguetona replica “sos una conchuda.”

wn: llevo bastante sin subir un os pero les juro que no tenía nd de inspiración. espero les haya gustado <3 tengo algunas requests que seguro tomen tiempo pero espero darles T - T

#felipe otaño #felipe otaño x reader #felipe otaño smut #pipe otaño x reader #lsdln cast #enzo vogrincic

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