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average-dilf-enjoyer · 7 months

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KINKTOBER

Day 3: Roleplay + Bruno Madrigal (Encanto)

Pairing: Bruno Madrigal/f!reader

Rating: Explicit

Word count: 1.5K

Warnings: Fingering, PIV sex, consensual dubcon (is that what you call it??), this is cringe I’m so sorry

A/N: Honestly just expect every fic to be rushed asf and/or slightly late because I have ten million things to do every day 😭😭 literally proofread this at 3:00 am

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You loved the Madrigals, you really did. Hell, you were married to one of them. But they could be a bit… overwhelming.

You and Bruno couldn’t even get a moment alone on your anniversary of all days, despite how much you tried. And oh, you tried, but you were constantly interrupted by people wanting to congratulate the two of you, wishing you happiness in your marriage and even giving you gifts. And when they threw a party for the two of you near the end of the day, you knew it would be late at night by the time you would get time alone. You appreciated it, of course, but all you really wanted to do was get in bed with your husband.

It was near midnight before you finally got to escape to your bedroom. After wishing everyone a good night and thanking them for everything, the two of you rushed to your room before anyone could interrupt again.

As soon as the door was locked he pulled you to him and kissed you. “Mierda, I thought we’d never get away,” he chuckled between kisses. “‘M sorry, mi vida. They mean well, it’s just…”

“Mm, I know. It’s sweet of them to do all of this for us,” you assured him, taking his hand and dragging him to the bed.

Bruno grinned as you pulled him onto the mattress with you, threading his fingers with yours as he laid next to you. “Yeah… I mean, it’s nice, but I’ve been dying to get alone all day,” he sighed, rubbing the back of your hand with his thumb.

You cupped his cheek in your hand. “Well we have now, don’t we?”

He nodded, climbing over you. “Yeah… gonna make up for all the time we lost today,” he whispered, leaning down to kiss at your neck.

“Y’know, I was thinking… maybe we could do something different tonight..?” you whispered back, slightly nervous about his reaction to what you’re about to suggest.

He leaned away to look at you, a small smile playing on his lips. “What is it?”

“Um… well…” you took a deep breath, trying to steel your nerves. “Have you ever heard of, uh… roleplay?”

He gave you a knowing smirk, leaning closer. “Yeah..?”

“Um. Well, I was thinking, maybe we could try it?”

He kissed you again, sweet and gentle. “Sounds fun. What’d you have in mind?”

“Well, I was thinking maybe you could play a thief breaking into my home or something..?” you suggested, still shy.

He nodded, fully paying attention, and you had no idea how he wasn’t laughing at you. You felt ridiculous for even mentioning it. “Okay,” he said. Simple, no judgement or amusement in his voice. You would even go so far as to say he sounded excited. “You sure you wanna do this?”

You nodded. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m sure.”

“Alright then, let’s do it,” he agreed with a smile and a kiss to your cheek.

“You better have been telling the truth when you said your real gift is acting.”

You awoke to a thud from somewhere in your house. You sat up, rubbing your eyes. “Wha..?” you groaned to yourself, getting up to search for the source of the noise. You didn’t even get to the door before you found your answer.

You screamed when the man appeared in your doorway, and he quickly silenced you with a hand over your mouth.

“Shut. Up.” he seethed, grabbing you hard and pushing you back onto your bed. “You're gonna let me have my way, got it?”

You nodded wordlessly, too afraid to speak.

He nodded in return. “Good.”

You watched in terror as he went through your room, knocking things to the ground and searching your drawers.

“This real gold?” he asked, holding up a necklace he found on your dresser.

“Yes,” you said quietly, terrified of what he might do to you if you lied.

He hummed and pocketed the piece of jewelry, then turned to you, eyeing you up and down. "Mierda, you're pretty. I couldn't see you well before, but now that I've got a better view, I think I might take you too."

You felt a chill run down your spine at his words. Take you..? You weren't sure what he meant, and you didn't think you wanted to. He started walking towards you and you squeezed your eyes shut, bracing yourself for whatever he was about to do. What you didn't expect was for his hands to grip your wrists, pushing you back onto the mattress as he climbed over you. Your eyes flew open. "Sir..."

He grinned as you whimpered under him. "I'm gonna make a deal with you. You let me fuck you, I'll leave."

Your eyes widened at his proposal, a mix of fear and arousal swirling in your gut. "And if I don't?"

The man chuckled darkly, his grip tightening on your wrists. "I'll make sure there isn't a single valuable item left in this entire house. Your choice, cariña."

You gaze up at his eyes, now darkened with lust, weighing your options. Surely it would be easier to just let him do this... and you certainly couldn't afford to lose all of your possessions. "You can fuck me," you answered meekly.

"Yeah, that's what I thought," he growled, letting go of one wrist so he could unbutton his pants.

You whimpered involuntarily when his other hand left your wrist to slide up your shirt, running along the skin, "Dios, you're soft..."

"Please don't hurt me..." you whispered shakily as he moved his hands to the hem of your skirt.

"I won't," he assured you, sliding down your skirt and panties, surprisingly gentle. "All you gotta do is lay there and keep looking pretty."

You nodded, eyes wide as his eyes roamed your body, drinking you in. His fingers gently prodded at your entrance, and you hissed at the feeling of his cold fingers on your heat.

His eyes never left yours as two of his long, thick fingers slid into you, watching you writhe and gasp beneath him. "That's it, hermosa..."

The nickname only made you more aroused, gasping and panting as he crooked his fingers inside you. You couldn't believe you were aroused at all. He was stealing from you a moment ago, for God's sake. But you couldn't help it. He was handsome and so gentle with you, the opposite of what you had thought he would be. "Please, sir..." you moaned softly as that oh-so familiar pressure built up inside you.

"Mierda, you're easy, aren't you? I've barely even touched you," he admonished you, pumping his fingers faster.

He had you coming on him fingers in seconds, moaning loudly into the quiet of your room. "There you go, cariña..."

"Sir," you whined after you came down from your high. "Fuck me."

"Needy," he chuckled. "Thought you were afraid of me?" he asked as he slid down his pants, revealing everything the cloth was hiding, and wow, it was hiding a lot. There wasn't anything particularly remarkable about his dick, but it looked incredible, hard and leaking precum.

"I am." You really were. You just also happened to be incredibly turned on, and his cock standing at attention in front of you wasn't helping.

He hummed and notched his tip at your entrance, slowly pushing into you. "But you like it." He said it like it was a fact. And it was. You did like it.

You gasped at the intrusion, grasping at his shoulders as he slid into you. "Ohhh, fuck-" you moaned.

The man hissed above you, fisting his hands into the sheets. "Oh, mierda, that's good." He began thrusting into you, setting a slow pace that quickly gained speed as you got acquainted with the feeling of him inside of you.

"More," you whined, rolling your hips to meet his thrusts, pushing him deeper. "More, sir, please..."

He snaked one hand between your bodies, reaching to play with your clit. His fingers rubbing circles into the sensitive bud had you reeling, unable to focus on anything other than the pleasure rapidly building in you.

"You close?" he rasped, rubbing your clit faster as his thrusts grew erratic. "Want you to come with me, can ya do that, hermosa?"

You nodded, gasping as he speared you on his dick over and over again. "Mhmm."

A moment later he was spilling inside of you with a loud groan, and the feeling of him filling you up was what pushed you over the edge. You came hard, searing waves of pleasure running through your trembling body.

"Bruno..." you sighed as he collapsed on top of you. "Holy fuck."

"I know," he laughed breathlessly, pulling out of you and rolling onto his back.

You turned to him, resting an arm across his stomach. "Happy anniversary, Bruno."

"Happy anniversary, cariña."

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stitched-mouth-vs-the-world · 6 months

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Bruno Needs A Spanking

Pairing: Bruno Madrigal x GN! Reader.

Summary: Denying Bruno Madrigal an orgasm includes...

Warnings: NSFW, Quite tame, Spanking, Edging, Mention of Asshole fingering and Blowjobs.

Writing Time: 10 minutes.

Word Count: 307.

Format: Kinktober Headcannons, Day 17.

A/N:

Short but it will be worth it. Enjoy! Not proofread. Here are my other Kinktober 2023 works.

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• It could of really been anything that made you feel like he deserved to be punished.

• He could of ate all the cheese, he could of left the toilet seat up, he could of left the door open...

• Didn't matter, you was always looking for a reason to punish him.

• And tbh Bruno was always trying to make you punish him.

• He loved being placed across your thighs stomach first and spanked till his cute little ass was burn and burning just as much as you did.

• It was just so cute.

• Bruno moaning and whining and crying and begging for mercy.

• Never failed to make arsoual shoot straight through you and into your underwear.

• And Bruno knew what he was doing.

• He wasn't as innocent as he looked.

• When he realised shit like leaving your door open after visiting you got him a spanking, he was doing it on purpose all the time.

• He knew if he apologised enough and stayed still for the whole punishment, he would be rewarded afterwards.

• Usually with a finger up his ass and/or a blowjob, whatever you felt like that day.

• Bruno's punishments were usually edging. You did it aiming to put him in pain as a deterrent from fucking around with you.

• But it wasn't really working.

• And good thing it wasn't, you both loved the edging so much.

• Bruno loved being your submissive little thing.

• And he loved his punishments a little too much.

#stitched #stitched talks #stitched mouth #stitched writes #stitched’s kinktober #kinktober 2023 #kinktober #encanto smut #encanto #me encanta #la familia madrigal #the madrigals #bruno madrigal #bruno madrigal x reader #bruno madrigal smut

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sleepingdeath-light · 6 months

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gorgeous girl ; 18+

requested by ; anonymous (kinktober entry)

word count ; 690

content ; sexually explicit content, lingerie, mild themes of body worship, groping, clothed sex acts

fandom ; encanto

pairing ; luisa madrigal x gender neutral reader

read also on ; ao3

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

If there was ever something you were certain of it was that Luisa Madrigal, your Luisa, was the most beautiful woman in the world. With those perfect coffee-bean brown eyes that you could get lost in for hours at a time, those chocolate curls that were so very soft that you couldn’t help but long to run your fingers through them and make all of her worries and stresses disappear, if only for a short while. Of course that’s not to mention her muscular figure (which you were naturally rather drawn to), but your Luisa was more than just her gift and her beauty reached far beyond the swells of her biceps or the breadth of her shoulders.

For example, it glimmered through whenever she smiled. Those confident self assured smirks she gave to the denizens of the village whenever they sought out her help, promising them that she’d come to the aid immediately with a determination in her tone that never failed to make you swoon. Those shy half smiles she sent your way whenever her family weren’t looking, combined with the slightest brushes of her fingertips against your own beneath the dining table as you stood side by side. Those face splitting grins that came over her whenever one of her sisters (or Camilo, even) said something that made her laugh — that bellowing, sonorous, church bell laugh so contagious that you couldn’t help but chuckle alongside her even if you didn’t even hear or see whatever left her so very amused.

Though that’s not to say you were completely blind to the beauty of her body, no, you just tried not to let your appreciation for her strong silhouette influence you too much outside of the bedroom. Tried desperately to not let your eyes linger on the defined curve of her calves or the strong swells of her arms when you were both out and about or, heaven forbid, around her family. But when you were in the privacy of her bedroom you let all pretences of politeness slip away so that you could show your Luisa just how beautiful she was.

How beautiful she is now, in this moment, all spread out before you on her bed like a piece of artwork to be adored and admired.

And admire you did.

Admiring the way the translucent, navy blue lace clung to the curves of her breasts, floral patterns delicately spreading out across her broad chest and blossoming into shapes too intricate to make out, leaving just enough to the imagination as they went. Leaning down to press kisses as light as butterfly wings against the textured fabric, chuckling at the way her breath hitched and her chest arched upwards into your lips each time you made contact — so very sensitive, how cute.

Worshipping the way the sheer layer atop it fluttered down further than the lacy bra could reach, just barely tickling against the midpoint of her stomach whenever she moved even the slightest bit. Tracing odd patterns across the expanse of her abdomen over the thin material and delighting in the way she chuckled and writhed beneath you, adorable even in such erotic wear but you’d have expected nothing else from her.

Praising her for spreading those strong legs wide to show off her pretty, matching underwear for you when you asked, just barely stopping herself from slamming them shut again when you reached down to gently trace a fingertip along her damp slit through the flimsy fabric. The shaky moan she let out was heavenly and so you did it again, and again, and again, one hand rubbing soothing circles on the outside of her thigh whilst the other toyed with her clothed pussy, trying to coax as many sounds from her lips as possible — eagerly basking in every moan and gasp and whimper and groan and cry of your name that she gave you,

Yes, your Luisa was beautiful, but tonight she was truly radiant. And you intended to spend the whole night showing her just how much you loved her and how lucky you felt to have her.

She only deserved the best.

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provokedgoalie · 2 years

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18+. minors dni. 🔞

♡ perv!bruno madrigal x reader

♡ a/n: rewatched encanto with the family last night and thoughts were being thunk 😗👉🏽👈🏽 love me some voyeur bruno. (also, reader kinda knows he's watching them)

“Bruno,” you whimpered, as you rubbed yourself harder against your soiled pillow; your hips gyrated until the bed shook, knocking against the wall in rhythm.

The one where he was watching from.

He caught his wrecked sobs with his hand, while the other wraps around his leaking cock— the veins pulsing as he fists himself with vigor upon seeing you throw your head back.

“Oh, fuck. Please,” you pleaded, mouth agape as the grip on your pillow grew tighter.

Your unfocused eyes locked with the hole in the wall, almost as if you were aware of his voyeuristic ways.

He was throbbing in his slick covered palm, painfully aware that he'll come any minute. He never lasted long with you.

Bruno couldn't be sure what brought it on: maybe it was the thought of you putting on a show for him, or the way that you said his name, but he gritted his teeth as he pumped himself a final time.

With a groan, ropes of white coated his stomach and shaking hand. He brings it to his lips, tongue peeking out to kitten lick his fingers— his mind tricking himself into believing it was you cleaning him up.

When he glances up, you're on your back coming down from your high. Your heated cheeks and heaving chest made his cock twitch, signalling for another round.

He moves to tuck himself back into his pants, when he hears you giggle.

“Hope you enjoyed that, Brunito.”

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aaliyg · 1 year

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Baby Blue

WARNINGS ∣ smut ( minors dni ), all characters are 18+, oral sex, fingering, nipple play, cursing, slight body worship, ass smacking (like once)

Pairing: Luisa x black!fem!reader

Prompt: Wearing your partner's favorite color

Dialogue Color Code: Luisa, Reader

My eyes widened in anticipation as I watched Luisa enter the room through the vanity mirror. Sighing softly, she closed the door behind her, finally locking her eyes onto mine. I gulped softly when they darted downwards, and watched as those warm brown eyes took in everything I was willing to offer to her tonight, wrapped up in a silky baby blue matching lingerie set.

Locking the door with the softest click, she quickly made her way over to me, rested her hands on my hips, and gently turned me around to face her.

She grinned softly as I pressed my chest against her and began to tug at the red ribbon that kept her hair in place throughout the day. She shook her head gently as her brown curls flowed freely against her back and shoulders, and tilted my head up gently in order to kiss me. I could never quite understand how her lips were so soft all of the time...

I giggled softly when I felt her scoop me up and place me on the vanity table, using one hand to caress my thigh while the other one pushed my leg to the side for her to stand in between them.

Luisa chuckled as she drifted to my neck, leaving small kisses and love bites all over my throat. I practically melted into her touch, sighing softly as each kiss moved further down to my chest, until she stopped right above them.

She looked up at me and smirked.

Did you doll yourself up for me, mi corazón? I would hope so...this is my favorite color on you mi amor... Looks so pretty against your skin.

I shuddered, nodding my head and groaning softly as she unclipped the bra and rested it elsewhere in the room. Turning her attention to my chest, she delicately rolled my nipple between her fingers while her tongue grazed the other, relishing in the moment as I hissed gently at her touch.

This isn't really fair you know? My tits are out and you're still -ohh- fully clothed...

Her fingers and mouth withdrew from me, causing me to open my eyes just in time to watch her hastily pull her shirt and bra off, flinging them across the room. I couldn't help but chuckle at her antics.

I didn't know you were that needy baby...

Luisa stuttered and blushed softly at my remark, leaning her face close to mine and giving me a quick peck on the lips.

Last time I checked you started this. If anyone here is needy, I'm pretty sure it's you.

It's not like you're complaining though.

She rolled her eyes gently as she pulled my hips closer to the edge of the dresser. I sighed softly as her thumb ghosted over the front of my panties, which had become considerably wet since we started. My body began to quiver as her tongue dragged along my stomach, both of us groaning as her mouth got near my pussy.

Luisa, baby. Don't tease me, please...

Wasn't planning to, mi vida. But let's go somewhere more comfortable, hm?

She picked me up off the dresser and placed me in the center of the bed, joining me a few moments after, now completely naked. I couldn't help but to gaze in awe at the woman in front of me. Her workout schedule definitely showed the fruits of its labor in her firm, almost chiseled, arms and legs. Despite this though, she still managed to remain soft in all the right places. No matter how many times I got to see her like this, she never ceased to amaze me.

Before my thoughts could continue further, my thong had been pulled off of me in the blink of an eye, and I watched in anticipation as she lowered her face directly in front of my cunt.

Fuck beautiful, I could just eat you up...

I squeaked as she spread my lips apart with two fingers, her breath heavy and hot against my inner thigh.

Would you like me to do that cariño?

Quickly realizing how desperate I had become in a matter of minutes, I found myself needlessly trying to pull her head closer to me, aching to get her mouth on my pussy, glaring at her with slight annoyance when she wouldn't budge. I was instead gifted with a quick smack to my ass, jolting me forward on the bed in pure shock.

Use your words sweetheart. I can't know what you want if you won't tell me.

Fuck! Please, please mamí. I wanna feel good. Make me feel good please!

Make you feel good?

She smirked devilishly as I nodded desperately.

Oh, I can definitely do that.

She pulled me closer to her face, gingerly placed both of my thighs on her broad shoulders, and pressed her tongue flat on my pussy. Any wiggling I would attempt to do was stopped by her palm on my stomach, her fingers tracing abstract lines all over my skin.

Pussy tastes so good babygirl. Could stay here for hours.

Her tongue wiggled its way inside of me, causing her to groan deeply as I arched my back from how good everything felt.

YES!! Oh my God yes right THERE- FUCK!!

Her fingers had joined in the assault, two of them deep inside of me while her thumb danced along my clit. My thighs began to shake against her shoulders as I felt my climax quickly approaching. By now, her head was resting on my tummy, watching the way my body reacted smugly, skilled fingers practically dragging me to the edge.

You gonna cum on my fingers princesa?

I opened my mouth to moan her praises, but she silenced me with a kiss. She smiled softly at me.

You look so pretty like this mi amor. Go on, cum for me baby.

Her fingers picked up the pace a bit, watching in awe as I began to unravel from her work. With one last swipe of her thumb, my thighs clamped down on her arm, and I moaned loudly as I finally got my sweet realease.

After a few minutes, she gently removed her fingers from me and placed them in her mouth, effectively cleaning them off. Before she could do anything else, I pushed her down onto the bed below her and slotted my face between her legs.

Ready for round two baby?

Always, my love.

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sublieu · 2 years

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Sweetheart

Character: Camilo + Reader

Story Type: Nsfw Alphabet

Warnings: Cross dressing, exhibitionism, pegging, bondage play, praise kink, brat taming, humiliation, pain kink, teasing, edging [in the kinks section]

A.N: Camilo will be 18 in this alphabet. If you don't like it don't read it. I am not gonna deal with your shit. 😐

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

💌- Clingy and desperate

💌- loves words of affirmation and touch; Turns into puddy if you coddle him in hugs and kisses whilst praising him. He's a very sleepy boy during this as well so, I hope you like soft snoring.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

💌- Face, hips, thighs, and hands

💌 Face: Wants to hold your face while he's wrecking your organs; loves have slow makeout sessions, extra points if you're wearing lipstick during it.

💌 Hips: Grabby hands at your waist, he doesn't care if you have hip dips or rolls he wants to hold them and he's not taking no for an answer

💌Thighs: Squeeze his face in between your thighs please. He needs this much more than you do; suffocate him while he's eating you out, let him sleep on your thighs while you play with his hair and he's already buying your wedding ring.

💌Hands: His hands are holding yours during every session. No ifs or buts.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

💌- He eats it.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

💌- Wants to crossdress but is scared that someone might come in on you both when it happens. But you already know seeing as he always has this cute little reaction to seeing a maid's outfit

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

💌-His father taught him the basics on sex, but he discovered the rest from you.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

💌- Delicacy

💌- Full Nelson

💌- Cowgirl

💌 - Snack

💌- Deck Chair

💌- Mexican Style (yes this is an actual position)

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

💌- A little bit of a goof (like his dad-) but overall is just chill. A little serious but chill overall.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

💌- I don't see him as the type of person to have hair down there, so he's shaved.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

💌- Soft and Romantic; Cracks lil jokes here and there but is willing to spoil you during sex. He's basically a giver than a taker.

💌 - Rough yet romantic; If he's having a really bad day then expect him to take it out on you, during sex of course as he would never dream of hurting you. (his mama raised him well :D)

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

💌- He's definitely fapping to a picture of you. If not he's probably gonna think about your body.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

💌- Cross dressing, exhibitionism, pegging, bondage play, praise kink, brat taming, humiliation, pain kink, teasing, edging.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

💌- Bedrooms; He loves being alone in a comfortable space with you whilst you both make love, least likely chances of getting caught there

💌- Semi-open spaces; You both got caught by Mirabel in the café once. In a bathroom, she did snitch to Isabella and since then you both could never live it down.

💌- Forest; Once you and Camilo spent a full week there up in the mountains, of course the rest of the family checked in on you every once in a while but left you alone for a good majority of it

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

💌- If he catches you in a tight (or small) attire. Extra points if you're wearing a swimsuit

💌- When you get clingy and whiney towards him; Always begging him and wanting his physical touch will get him going

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

💌- muck [look up what it means in your own time]

💌- orinar

💌- Petplay

💌- Ageplay

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

💌-Giver [f]- more than a receiver; he gets off to the fact that he's the one giving you pleasure with his tongue and fingers

💌- Giver [m]- He likes giving direct eye contact as he's sucking your cock. Get's extremely submissive and teasing when this happens

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

💌- Sensual and Rough- Loves being manhandled during sex; biting, clawing and nipping are the main things to get him into a climax fast.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

💌- Hates them but likes them to some degree; If he has somewhere going he won't mind a little quickie session before he leaves. But at the same time he hates it cause he wants to take care of you after but can't cause he has somewhere to go

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

💌- Satan's little daredevil but he's your boyfriend; Will fuck you anywhere if given the chance. In Casita's walls, the forests, public spaces. Just anywhere and he gets very creative with it too.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

💌- The longest he can last is 6-7 rounds before he's knocked out cold. the fastest is 5. Before you attack here's my reasoning. He has a very limited to normal libido and I genuinely don't think he'd be able to go for an extra after the seventh round.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

💌- After getting in trouble with Abuela after she found your vibrator in his room (like how tf are you so nosy?) you were banned from ever leaving your toys at his house. But that still didn't meant you couldn't use them there.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

💌- [f]A whole, fucking lot; Slaps his dick on your folds as he gropes your breasts, kisses your neck but refuses to do anything at all. Sometimes you'd have to cry and beg him to stop teasing.

💌- [m] He knows you will test him if he teases you for too long so he proceeds with caution towards you.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

💌- Normal to low volume; He's too busy wanting to hear you moan to care about his voice. But if you really edge and tease him he will slip up and make one of the most attractive moans you'll ever hear. Even better than those porn stars you both watch.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

💌- He's into voyeurism and filming. Opting to watch you fuck yourself than fucking you himself.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

💌- Sorry ladies but he's not gonna carry a big dick. At normal he's 5 inches, but when horny he stretches to 9 inches and 5 inches for girth.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

💌- Not as high but not as low either, just in between. His libido is very normal as he isn't a horny train wreck like his tio [yes, you know which one].

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

💌- Depending on how long he's been fucking you. If it's been 4-5 rounds in he's gonna fall asleep in around 10-20 minutes.

©𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐛𝐮𝐯_ 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐; 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝

#🦎smut #camilo headcanons #encanto camilo #camilo x female reader #camilo madrigal #camilo smut #encanto #encanto headcanons #encanto smut #camilo x reader #camilo x y/n #camilo x you #encanto x y/n #encanto x reader

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stitched-mouth · 8 months

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Kinktober Masterlist 2023

Welcome to my first Kinktober! I’m very excited, this is definitely going to be a fun challenge me.

All of these are my own ideas and I hate a few of them so feel free to suggest or even request something. I’ll also be keeping you all up to date with where I am in writing everything (days 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 19, 22, 23, 24, 25 and 27 are complete).

Day 1: (Creampie Kink)

Summary: Vincent Phantomhive fucks his maid just a room over from his ‘happy’ family.

Vincent Phantomhive x Fem! Maid! Reader (Fic)

Day 2: (Amateur Porn)

Summary: You had a sex dream about your boyfriend, the Number One Hero, All Might wants to make that fantasy a reality after you punch another All Might slut in the face.

All Might x Younger Fem! Pro-Hero! Reader (Fic)

Day 3: (Casual Sex)

Summary: Imagine being FWB with Ramona Flowers.

Ramona Flowers x GN! Reader (Headcannons)

Day 4: (Behind The Scenes Fucking / Affair)

Summary: Imagine secretly banging the World’s biggest singer.

Envy Adams x Scott’s Sibling! GN! Reader (Imagine)

Day 5: (Praise Kink)

Imagine Layla El Faouly with a major Praise kink.

Layla El Faouly x GN! Reader (Imagine)

Day 6: (Demon Fucking)

Summary: After arriving at and joining a Covent you so didn’t want to join, Valak takes an unusual liking to you.

Valak x Nun! Fem! Reader (Fic)

Day 7: (First Time)

Summary: When Rick discovers his top student is a virgin, he knows he must change that so she can write her paper on human pheromones.

Rick Sanchez x College Student! GN! Reader (Fic)

Day 8: (Office Sex / Boss x Employee)

Summary: Lord Death can’t stop jacking off to his decades younger secretary.

Lord Death x Younger! Secretary! Fem! Reader (Fic)

Day 9: (Spanking)

Summary: Georgia decides to teach her mischievous girlfriend a lesson.

Dom! Georgia Miller x Fem! Reader (Imagine)

Day 10: (Temperature Play)

Summary: Nadia has always liked ice. It was always nice to crunch down on after a cigarette and you liked how cold it made her mouth feels. So by accident one nice, it joins you two in the bedroom.

Nadia Vulvokov x Fem! Reader (Imagine)

Day 11: (Bondage)

Summary: John enjoys teaching his naughty little thing a lesson and you enjoy learning it.

John Brown x Fem! Reader (Imagine)

Day 12: (Car sex)

Summary: You and Oboro regularly meet up late in his car for sex.

College AU! Oboro Shirakumo x GN! Reader (Imagine)

Day 13: (Pegging)

Summary: You manage to convince L to part take in a kink you’ve been wanting to try out.

L x GN! Reader (Headcannons)

Day 14: (Shower / Tub sex)

Summary: Whilst the Handler is away, you and Lila decide to make good use of the beautiful bathtub in the hotel.

Lila Pitts x Fem! Reader (Imagine)

Day 15: (Marathon sex)

Summary: When Steve is unable to satisfy his new wife’s insatiable needs, he calls a friend.

Estefania x Fem! Reader (Imagine)

Day 16: (Lactation)

Summary: Carol’s duty as a mother is to make sure her baby is always well feed. She’s your Mommy now so she must make sure your well fed.

Carol from Cobweb x Fem! Reader (Fic)

Day 17: (Orgasm Denial)

Summary: Bruno has been a bad boy and needs to be punished.

Bruno Madrigal x GN! Reader (Headcannons)

Day 18: (Exhibition)

Summary: Julieta can’t help but find something so hot about being fully nude in front of her lover.

Julieta Madrigal x GN! Reader (Headcannons)

Day 19: (Breath Play)

Summary: Morpheus discovers he loves the sound of hearing you struggle to breathe.

Dream x GN! Reader (Headcannons)

Day 20: (Edging)

Summary: Undertaker enjoys ruining your orgasms.

Undertaker x Fem! Reader (Headcannons)

Day 21: (Nun Fucking)

Summary: Sister Irene teaches you a holy lesson.

Sister Irene x Fem! Reader (Fic)

Day 22: (Mirror Sex)

Summary: Ming forces you to watch yourself fall apart from just her fingers, just so you know how much of and dirty girl you are.

Ming Lee x Fem! Reader (Imagine)

Day 23: (Pegging)

Summary: Jaime tells you his biggest sex fantasy and you make it your mission to make it happen.

Jamie Reyes x Fem! Reader (Headcannons)

Day 24: (Monster Fucking)

Summary: Your girlfriend’s new power has made your sex life a whole lot more interesting.

Jennifer Walters x Fem! Reader (Fic)

Day 25: (Public Sex)

Summary: Dr Brenner will absolutely use you teach someone a lesson about the consequences of trying to steal what belongs to him.

Dr Martin Brenner x Fem! Reader (featuring 001?) (Fic)

Day 26: (Blindfold Sex)

Summary: What would blindfolding Snake during sex include…

Servant! Snake x Master! Fem! Reader (Headcannons).

Day 27: (Pregnancy / Breeding Kink)

Summary: Othello’s newest obsession is pregnancy and all the symptoms that come with it. You’ve so generously agreed to help him in his little experiment for his research.

Othello x Fem! Human! Reader (Imagine)

Day 28: (Threesome)

Summary: Nemuri, your girlfriend, is shocked to hear about a filthy fantasy you’ve been thinking about. But still, she’s more than willing to help her lover made said fantasy come true.

Midnight x Mt Lady x Fem! Reader (Fic)

Day 29: (Vouyerism)

Summary: Gabe has been watching you for a while now and has finally decided it time to come out and introduce himself.

Gabe x GN! Reader (Imagine)

Day 30: (Size Kink)

Summary: Nana is big and buff for a woman. She is quite used to hearing negative things about her muscly figure. The first thing she’s ever received a compliment about her body was when you, her young girlfriend and successor’s older sister, make a comment on how sexually aroused you are by her big muscles and all the filthy things you imagine she could to do to you with them.

Nana Shimura x All Might’s Sister! Younger! Fem! Reader (Fic)

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Under the Stars | Bruno Madrigal

18+, MINORS DNI!!

Summary: After a few months of dating, Bruno takes you to his secret hideout in Casita.

Pairing: Bruno Madrigal x Fem!Reader

Tags: Fluff, smut, asexual, licking, swearing, soft

Word Count: 1729

“I wanna show you something.”

Bruno gently took your hand and pulled you up the staircases in his room. All of them. After a few months of dating and having become a social outcast in town, you grew weird and a little more distant, sometimes going a full day without letting go of Bruno’s hand. And he was very sweet; squeezing your hand and making sure you were okay.

There were days where you would blankly stare at the walls and didn't eat a thing. You had a small breakdown in the bathtub once where Bruno found you, soaked and wrinkled from hours in the water. "y/n?" You hadn't answered him, simply took his hand and held it to your wet cheek. He'd climbed into the bathtub with you, cleaning your back and braiding your hair until you felt calm enough to get out again. You tried to feel Bruno near as much as possible. He was your anchor - he was your haven through this all.

You climbed the stairs and for the first time in your life, you saw the opening to Bruno’s cave. “Are we going in there?” you asked him but he shook his head. To the side, there was a small hole in the ceiling, the evening wind blowing through it. You followed Bruno as he grabbed some stones and hoisted himself up on the roof. “I am actually – kind of sorry, like I always wanted to eh, to show you this place. It’s where I went when things got a little bit too much for me.”

On the roof there were several pillows and matrasses, as the view was of a million stars in the sky. You mouthed a little ‘wow’ as you sat down. The whole floor was just a soft pillow to lie down in and gaze up to the sky. “What if it rains?” You ask as you take off your sandals and sit down cross-legged on the floor. Bruno sits down behind you, wrapping his hands around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder. “Casita always puts a little glass roof over it whenever Pepa has had a bad day. That way, it still feels like you’re outside in the rain without actually getting wet.”

You chuckled. “The stars are beautiful tonight.”

“They are,” he answered after which he pointed to the sky. You followed his finger with your eyes. “Those two,” he said, “the ones that don’t shine so bright.”

You did indeed see two little stars, side by side, that were very dim and sad compared to all the other brilliant crystals shining down on you. “That’s us,” he whispered. You laughed and let your back rest against his chest. “We are pretty pathetic compared to the rest of this family.” He pressed a kiss against your neck and you let the feeling tingle through your body. “Yeah,” he chuckled as he tickled you in your side, “we’re so sad.”

You laughed and tickled him back and for a moment; you were teenagers again – tickling and laughing and playing as you rolled over the roof, throwing one pillow after the next. One landed in his face and he pretended to get knocked out. When you rushed to him to check if he was okay, he grabbed you tight and flung you around. You felt carelessly happy again, maybe the first time in months. “My name is Hernando,” he said, pitching his voice lower than it actually was. You rolled over with laughter from this persona. He raised his arms all creepily as the hood concealed his face. “I am not afraid of you. I’m not afraid of anything!”

You put your face behind your shawl, looking like a mighty sorcerer, or something and laughed like an evil witch. “And my name is Nina, I’m a witch and I’m not afraid of the fearless Hernando!”

Then he attacked you, pushing you down to the ground as he pretended to eat you. You both laughed so hard, your stomach physically hurt. He had pinned you to the ground though. He had won the game. After you had laughed your laughs, Bruno also realized he had pinned you. You took his neck and pulled him nearer for a kiss. He wasn’t pulling away, instead, he let his body melt over yours, letting his fingers run through your hair as he kissed little kisses on your mouth and your eyes and your neck and – wow.

He eventually raised his arms and took off his poncho with a little struggle. You lay a hand on his leg. “What are you doing?” You asked as he also unbuttoned his shirt with fidgeting hands. He stopped with what he’s doing and looks at you questioningly. “I just – I thought that-”

“But are you sure?” You ask him. He’s expressed multiple times that he doesn’t need it. That he’s fine without all of that in our relationship. You feel your ears turning red. He nods softly. “I feel like – I don’t know. I want you to see me. Without boundaries or something.” He sniffed. “I’m just eh… I’m not really sure what I’m supposed to do.”

He strokes your face and you stroke his after which you climb out from under him and take the position he had over you. His giant eyes watch you intently as you take off your dress. You both feel it, the electricity in the stars and between you. You lean forward and kiss him like he kissed you, on his eyes, his mouth – you bit his ear slightly. You have no idea what you’re doing either, but after lots of fumbling and giggles, you unbuckle his belt and help him pull down his pants. “You’re so pretty,” you whisper, the words making him whine as he fixed his eyes on everything you were doing. You knew he loved those little compliments, had him eating right out of your palm.

“y/n,“ he almost whined, rutting up against you as your fingers trailed along the waist band of his underpants. His fingers ghosted over yours, a testing press that made you gasp. “So wet,“ he said mostly to himself. You helped him tug down the last scraps of clothing and took off yours as he sat upright, instantly kissing you again once you were near. You sat on his lap, letting your fingers curl through his hair as he nudged his leg up against your now bare cunt as you rocked against him.

“Bruno“ you said breathlessly, pulling away and holding his face in your hands “need you. Need you right now.“

That breathy whimper left his lips again and it seemed to urge him forward. He turned you over with far too much care but you’d expect nothing less from him, before hoisting you up on a square-like couch in the corner. You shivered slightly, the cool untouched fabric of the pillows a stark contrast to the warmth of his lap.

His lips were on you again, but only briefly.

“Can I taste you? “ he asked, eyes wide and practically pleading. You almost moaned just at the idea, nodding perhaps a little too enthusiastically at his request.

“Yes. Yes Bruno please…” He pressed another kiss to your lips before dropping onto his knees, never letting his hands leave you. He pulled you to the edge of the couch and carefully pushed your legs apart.

His eyes didn’t leave you once as he pressed soft, wet kisses to your thighs. You clenched around nothing just at the sight. This man would be the death of you. Your breath hitched in your throat as he drew closer, his own hot breath fanning over you and making you shiver again. His fingers carefully spread you apart, his nose brushing against your clit. Your head fell back with a soft whine.

“Bruno…“ he was still watching you intently as he licked a slow stripe between your folds, eliciting the most beautiful sounds from your mouth.

“So good,” he mumbled against you, confidence seemingly drowning him as he began to devour you as if you were his final meal. He’d never done this before, you’d never felt this before. But it was heavenly. You were now quite certain that to please you, he’d quite happily give you orgasm after orgasm without even bothering about himself. He’d go at it for hours, making you come over and over until you physically couldn’t take it anymore.

“Fuck- Bruno-” you gasped, hands sliding into his hair and tugging on his curls.

When he slowly slid a finger into you, you moaned so loud they probably heard you two floors down, even more so when a second quickly followed. You quickly slammed one hand against your own lips. His mouth was still preoccupied with your clit, and the mix of his tongue and his thick fingers curling up inside of you was too much. You could never get anything going with your own fingers, but his were magic. “Mi amore,” you whined. “So close.”

He curled his fingers again, hitting the perfect spot that was your undoing and barely a minute later you were coming. Hard. You clenched your thighs around his head, moans and sighs loudly falling from your throat. Bruno continued to lap at you gently, helping to ride you though it and make sure every single second lasted as long as possible.

“¿Estás bien?”

You gave a small laugh and nodded. You ran a hand over his hair and then nudged your fingers under his chin and scratchy beard, urging him to stand again. He stood up from the floor and pulled you along. He kissed you, making you moan into his mouth as you tasted yourself on his lips.

“Shower?“ He asked as you lay your forehead on his shoulder, his small figure perfect for the gesture. “Yeah,” you breathed, your body still tingling with sensation. This was perfect. He was perfect.

Bruno grabbed a big blanket from the floor and tried to lift you into his arms, failing miserably. “Come here,” you said as you offered him a place under the blanket with you. He put one arm over your shoulder and held the other side of the blanket with his free hand.

This way, you both tiptoed to the bathroom with a million whispered I love you’s on the way.

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My Masterlist

#bruno madrigal #bruno madrigal x reader #smut #soft #softsmut #bruno madrigal encanto #Encanto #encanto fanfic #encanto smut #bruno madrigal smut #disney #bruno x reader #encanto x reader #encanto bruno x reader

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nanamistie · 8 months

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Welcome to my account!

about me

Masterlists:

Jujustu kaisen

Multi:

Jjk men in the winter ✿

Nanami Kento:

Finding out your daughter is a sorcerer☆✷

A good joke✿

Gojo Satoru

2 in 1 ✿∆ ...coming up

Geto Suguru

2 in 1 ✿∆ ...coming up

Pervert roommate✿∆ ...coming up

Haikyuu

Multi:

Arguing with hq boys and never solving the problem☆

Part 2(revenge).∆✿☆

Part 3(hq boys seeing you moving on).

Part 2(the hq boys realized what you did so they come back and comfort you)

Watermelon show✿

Bokuto Kotarou:

Arguments with Bokuto☆✷

Suna Rintaro

Arguments with Suna☆✷

Daichi Sawamura

Arguments with Daichi☆✷

Oikawa Tooru

Arguments with Oikawa☆✷ ...coming up

My hero academia

Dabi (Toya Todoroki)

In the back of the hot topic∆ ...coming up

Encanto

Fluff-✿

Angst- ☆

Smut- ∆

Comfort- ✷

...

Hope you like my work! Requests are always open,even anonymous. Love you 💕💕💕

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titanelite22 · 2 years

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If writers don't want to write G!P smut, then that's 100% fine. Its about what you're comfortable with.

BUT I do have a problem with the way some writers say they don't write it.

Some writers will straight up be like "ewww G!P is so nasty and weird", "Why would anyone read G!P???" like let's calm down, Jane. A response like that is not warranted, just politely say "I don't write G!P, I'm not comfortable with it". Done.

I read G!P works because I'm Intersex, so I find it extremely disrespectful when some writers say they don't write G!P in the way I've shown above, it just makes them look like big assholes, and they are.

Of course, some people read it cause that's what they prefer, but there are other Intersex readers like me.

Basically - Please be respectful when saying you don't write G!P, especially since Intersex people exist.

#elizabeth olsen x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #lgbtq #red velvet smut #twice smut #encanto smut #blackpink smut #txt smut #bts smut #ateez smut #skz smut #twice x reader #red velvet x reader #blackpink x reader #bts x reader #txt x reader #encanto x reader

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starofficx · 6 months

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𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑹𝑶 ★ ¬

Hey! I'm Star. I write stories for a living. Mostly only about these fandoms: DSMP (What I will do; Smut, Lemon, Fluff, Angst - If you request a minor for smut or lemon I will simply ignore you. That is the same for every other one of the fandoms I will be writing.) 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑖 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑚; Quackity (no smut) Wilbur (no smut) Dream Sam Ranboo (I know he's 18 now but writing smut for him still makes me uncomfortable) Tubbo (Same with him) Tommy (Same with him) Schlatt Slime (And whoever you may request or who I decide I want to do) ENCANTO (What I will do; Fluff, Angst, Maybe Smut) 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑖 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑚; Antonio (FLUFF ONLY) Camilo (No smut!) Bruno Mirabel (no smut) Isabella (Maybe others.)

MDNI

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stitched-mouth-vs-the-world · 6 months

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You’re Gonna Make Me See God

Pairing: Julieta Madrigal x Fem! Reader.

Warnings: NSFW, Smut, Girl on Girl, Lesbian smut, Fingering (fem receiving), Oral sex (fem receiving), Mirror sex, Mommy kink, Dumbification, Multiple orgasms, Established relationship.

Writing Time: ?

Word Count: 800 rough estimate.

Format: NSFW Fic.

A/N:

Don’t mind me, just reposting any of my saved works right now. Expect more Encanto smut and random masterlist.

Translations:

Hermosa - Beautiful

Una - What

Peqeña perfecta la coño - Prefect little pussy

Pequeña puta - little whore

Mi amor - My love

Mierda - Shit

Preciosa - Gorgeous

I'm really sorry if these translations are incorrect, I am not a native speaker and I am using Google Translate. If anyone wants to correct me, please feel free to do so.

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You could feel her eyes flick up and burn into you and then you heard a giggle escape her lips.

But you couldn't look back at her. Not when she was doing this to you. Not when she was touching you in this sinful way and making you cry her name weakly.

How could such a quiet polite young woman make you whimper like how you were now? Many, including yourself for a time, thought of Julieta as a sweet innocent girl with no unholy thoughts and only a goal to heal and help as many people as possible.

But how wrong you all were.

Imagine the look on the townspeople if they could see you now with Julieta Madrigal, everyone's holy healer and saviour, fucking you with her long delicate fingers.

"Does my hermosa girl like that?" She grinned.

You whined again.

"Does she like being bend over with my fingers deep inside of her pequeña perfecta la coño?"

I moaned at her dirty words, "Julieta!"

"Aw.." She cooed at you and thrusted her fingers in deeper, "Una pequeña puta..."

More sinful noises fell out of your mouth. You felt so filthy; you were having very tender sex with a woman well out of your league and she won't stop whispering dirty things into your ear.

But it felt so dam good.

You felt although you was slowly falling down slowly, into the deep pleasure Julieta was providing you with.

It felt amazing. Like bliss.

You never wanted her fingers to leave you, so you tried your hardest to squeeze your thighs close together to prevent the sinful Angel from pulling away.

But your thighs were shaking so much from the pleasure, you couldn't do anything. Which made it easy for her to hold your legs open so she could do whatever she wanted to you.

Julieta owned you. And your pussy.

You had felt slightly embarrassed earlier about being so exposed and vulnerable to someone but you had instantly forgotten those self-doubting thoughts as soon as Julieta's fingers entered you.

"Mi amor..?"

A sudden change in her tone brought you back up to reality. She had went from playful dirty tease to the usual soft and gentle Julieta everyone knew again. The change didn't scare you, but it made me slightly nervous as you knew she now wanted something from you.

Julieta leaned up from behind of you and gently used your hair to pull your head and force you to look straight forward. You now saw and remembered the mirror that stood across from the bed.

You could see yourself looking back at you and Julieta behind you in the mirror. You thought you looked...unflattering, to say the least. With your tight braids now out and an absolute mess in between Julieta's fingers, dry tears on both your cheeks, a red face that made you look as if you had been drinking and salvia (that was both yours and Julieta's) smeared across your mouth.

'Mierda.' You thought, 'She had done that much to me? How long had we been doing this for? I thought it had only been a few minutes but now I really think about it, it been at least an hour. Possibly two.'

"Look at how beautiful you are, Preciosa!" Her laughter filled the room and you sighed in response.

"I want you to watch your pretty face while I lick your pussy."

There it was. The command you was waiting for. It made your cheeks burn more and your legs shake again.

Julieta then let go of your hair and moved back down to ruin you again. This time with her tongue. You quickly tended up and gasped, but your eyes didn't leave the mirror, as you felt her slippery wet member enter your wet throbbing cunt.

You whispered, "Oh God Julieta, you're going to make me see God..."

#stitched #stitched talks #stitched mouth #stitched writes #encanto #me encanta #encanto x reader #encanto smut #julieta madrigal #julieta madrigal x reader #julieta madrigal smut #encanto julieta

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sleepingdeath-light · 11 months

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julieta madrigal + segmented smut alphabet ; 18+

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

requested by ; anonymous (20/05/23)

character ; julieta madrigal from encanto

masterlist ; here

letters ; a / b / t

A — Aftercare

what are they like after sex?

Julieta is the absolute queen of aftercare and will go full mother hen to make sure that you’re okay — even if your session was pretty vanilla. She’ll grab a warm, damp cloth and clean you up whilst talking to you in the absolute most calming voice — asking how you feel, if you’re hurting anywhere, if you had fun and if you need anything. If you need a bath to relax your muscles or because you feel grimy, then she’ll run one with your favourite scented candles and might even clean you herself. If your muscles are aching then she’ll give you a massage and hum her favourite songs in a tone that has you drifting off. And if you’re hungry or injured then she’ll grab you something that she made earlier and tend to you whilst you eat. Honestly, she’s the most attentive partner you could ask for.

B — Body Part

what is their favourite part of themselves and their partner?

Whilst she is very humble by nature, Julieta does hold a specific fondness for her hands. They’re thin and soft — softer than one would expect for the family’s main cook — and they’re what allows her to help and to heal people. But she’s also incredibly skilled at using those hands to show affection (cuddling, caressing and playful slapping) as well as to pleasure you, which are also both points towards her appreciation for them.

For her part, though, she isn’t shy about expressing her partialism towards…

(Fem!) your stomach! Whether it’s flat or soft, muscular or defined by a pouch, Julieta just adores your stomach. She’ll take every opportunity she gets to kiss or touch or grope it — bonus points if you’re slightly softer since she just takes it as a sign you love her food. If you wear a dress or some underwear that shows off your stomach then she’s as good as a puddle on the floor, unable to stop herself from staring — much to the amusement of her siblings (namely Pepa, who will never let her live it down).

(Masc!) your hands! Julieta isn’t fussed about whether your fingers are long or short, whether your hands are soft or calloused, nor whether they’re hairy or not. She just enjoys the quiet intimacy of holding hands and having your hands on her waist whilst you’re being silly and in love: dancing in the town centre, swaying together whilst she cooks, cuddling in bed, etc. But she also appreciates how your hands look in hers whilst you’re making love, how they feel on her bare skin as you explore her body as if it’s the first time, and how they feel inside of her or when you’re toying with her clit. So, yeah, she’s generally just a big fan of your hands.

(Neutral!) your thighs! Julieta is a simple woman: she sees your bare thighs and she loses the ability to think about anything other than being between them and making love to you. All it takes is a pair of short shorts or a short dress and she’s gone: mouth agape, at a loss for words, just staring and getting hotter by the minute until Pepa clears her throat and brings her back down to earth. During sex she’ll pay particularly close attention to your thighs, irrespective of how large or small they are: kissing, playfully nipping at them, groping them and using them to steady herself as she pleasures you. And if you happen to wear thigh highs, then you’d best prepare for a long and tiring night — and hope that the others in casita can cook something at least edible for themselves because Julieta is going to be busy.

(Trans Masc!) your hands! The look and feel of your hands aren’t what attracts her to them — but she’s more than happy to reassure you if you’re at all dysphoric about them looking or feeling ‘too feminine’ — so much as it’s what they represent to her on an emotional level. Looking at your hands, depending on her mood, can either make her smile softly as she recalls domestic memories (running hand in hand back to casita after a bad outburst from Pepa, feeding each other fruits and other foods in the kitchen, cooking together, cuddling in her room whilst stargazing, etc.), or leave her flustered and unable to look you in the eye as she flashes back to some less than family friendly experiences she’s had with your hands (them on her chest and her hips, you holding her down, your fingers inside of her, your thumb on her clit, pulling her dress up to take her from behind, etc.). So, in a word, she really, really likes your hands.

(Trans Fem!) your stomach! Soft, muscular, flat or large, Julieta can’t help but stare at your stomach. She adores how it feels beneath her hands and her lips and she’ll take every opportunity you grant her to show you just how much she appreciates this part of you. She also notices how it changes as you transition, impacted by things such as hrt, and she’ll take her time to explore and worship your stomach as these changes take place.

T — Toys

do they own any toys? do they use them on their partner?

She actually owns a few toys and is happy to use them on you, or let you use them on her — though she wouldn’t mention them without you bringing the idea up first. This collection includes: several dildos and strap-ons of varying length and thickness, a few paddles and two vibrators.

#sleepingdeath #gender neutral reader #minors dni #minors fuck off #smut #smut hcs #smut alphabet #disney smut #encanto smut #julieta madrigal smut #julieta madrigal x reader #encanto x reader #disney x reader

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stinkysatan · 2 years

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I simp for Bruno so hard, and I like possessive men so why not combine the two?

Well, there's not much of him being yandere, just a creepy possessive old man. Also I don't speak Spanish I was never taught Spanish so please bear with me while I try to use Google translate and hope for the best.

Yandere!Bruno Madrigal x Fem!Reader (smut)

WARNING! Contains: age gap (reader is 27, Bruno is around 50), stalking, CNC, praising and degrading.

Minors DNI. Smut below

The residence of Madrigal's. The most magical place in Encanto, possibly even the whole world. People in this house have always welcomed you with a warm smile. They kept taking care of you ever since you stumbled upon this little town and decided to stay for good. This home was probably the safest place for you. But would you still think about it this way if you only knew who kept their watch on your every move behind those walls?

Bruno was always vary of people he didn't know. And ever since you came along, he kept a special watch on you to make sure you wouldn't hurt his family. He watched you bake with Julietta, joke around with Camilo, and help Mirabel with all her chores. You seemed like an angel, who just waltzed into his home, bringing light and smiles everywhere with you. He especially liked it when you stayed the night to hang out with Dolores who seemed to be one of your closest friends. You'd sleep in the living room, where he could watch you all night, thinking about touching you, feeling your soft skin against his hands.

Eventually his fantasies would be too much, he would start to touch himself as he'd watch you under the shower. The urge to get out of his hiding spot to just take you all for himself was too much. And when he would occasionally catch you looking at the paintings of him... Oh, how he wished he could just know what was going on in that pretty little head of yours.

It wasn't long before he began getting more and more careless. Getting out of the hiding just to smell your perfume, spray it on his ruana so he could bear to spend a few days without seeing you again. Then, he would start touching you. Your beautiful hair, your soft breasts, your whole body was already explored by Bruno, who sometimes would even pleasure himself to those acts. What he didn't know, you were maybe just as twisted as he was.

You would be well too aware of his hands on your skin, and after you'd go home, you would touch yourself to the thought of him doing such things. The truth is, that you have always been curious about the mysterious Bruno. You'd look at his paintings, wondering what was he really like. He made your heart race. And when you once woke up because he let out a little too loud of a moan, you were absolutely enchanted by him. Once you knew that he was still in the mysterious Casita, you have started visiting the Madrigals more often. Your clothes more revealing, sleepovers more frequent, you'd even put on a show under shower, hoping that Bruno may watch you as you drop the soap a few times in a row.

One day, you've finally decided to move it a few steps forward. He was curious about why you'd stay up so late. Soon enough, Bruno got his answer when you decided to sneak into his room. Which surprised the man, after all no one ever dared to go there. He was Incredibly curious what his ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑎 could possibly want from that place. Bruno too went to his room, which took him a little while. There wasn't much hiding spots, considering he just walked around there freely. Despite that, he managed to look through a small gap in the wall and see something that absolutely took his breath away. There you were, in your little tight pajamas, laying in his messy bed, pleasuring yourself.

Your quiet gasps filled the room as your fingers went in and out of your hole, while your other hand fondled your breast. Bruno's pants suddenly became painfully tight, as he immediately unbuttoned them and started stroking his length. Despite being barely able to see you, his excitement only grew once he heard you moan out his name. You were fantasizing about this old man? Now, in that moment his brain instantly turned off. He made his way out of the hiding.

Once you've noticed the shadowy figure in the bedroom, you immediately froze, afraid it might have been anyone but him.

"Why'd you stop 𝑚𝑖 𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑎?" He asked, making your stomach turn. It was finally him.

"Bruno?" You've asked, despite being absolutely sure it was him. And he didn't even let you say anything else, because his lips crashed against yours. The kiss was everything you could ever dream of. It was lustful, possessive, but there was a hint of love in it. The both of you started undressing as fast as you could. Acting like lovers who haven't seen each other in years, craving for your bodies.

Bruno traced your whole body with his hands, taking in the sight. Finally there you were, in his bed. He didn't even dare question how did you know about him, the only thing that mattered was that you were finally his.

"𝐸𝑟𝑒𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑎, 𝑚𝑖 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑙" he whispered, placing soft, butterfly kisses against your neck. "I've wanted this for so long..." He groaned out, unable to wait any longer. Those words aroused you even more, knowing that he's been craving you for a while now. It all felt so wrong, but it was oh so right.

Bruno's lips moved lower, down your body, licking, sucking and gently biting on your sensitive nipples. Your moans were quiet, too quiet for his liking. But you didn't know if Dolores could hear what was happening here. You couldn't risk exposing the man who has been hiding here for whatever reason. It would be especially awkward for her to find out like this. You gasped as you felt the older man leaving his love marks on your breasts. Where only you two would see them.

"It'll help you remember. 𝐸𝑟𝑒𝑠 𝑚𝑖𝑎, 𝑚𝑖 𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑟"

His hand teased your thighs, gripping at them while slowly moving his hands up. His fingers massaged your clit, making you gasp. He leaned in and purred into your ear.

"You're such a good little slut. So wet for a man you have only seen on paintings." As he finished he bit gently in your earlobe, causing you to shiver. "Have you fantasized about this often?" He asked, as his fingers made their way inside you, his thumb rubbing your clit.

"Yes..." You let out a strained answer, one hand gripping his back, while other found it's way into his beautiful curly hair. "I've been wanting you so much ever since I woke up to your moans..." You confessed, which made the man smirk a little before his lips crashed onto yours. His tongue dancing in your mouth, relishing in soft moans that kept escaping your lips while he made you feel like no one else ever did.

Finally Bruno pulled away making you whimper, which made him chuckle. He pushed the thumb which was covered in your juices right into your mouth. Tasting yourself on him was amazing. "Good girl, lick it clean and I'll give you a nice little reward." He whispered, with his eyes clouded with desire. It didn't take long for the man to move into a different position, his cock was now right in front of your lips, almost touching them.

You haven't noticed how thick it was. Even better than you imagined. You slowly started licking his head, stroking him gently. Then suddenly you took him all in, his length hitting the back of your throat making you gag a little. At this sudden feeling, Bruno threw back his head, an animalistic groan escaped his lips. "𝐷𝑖𝑜𝑠 𝑚𝑖𝑜..." He breathed out, taking a handful of your hair and pulling at it. He face-fucked you like a lunatic, you could barely breath, but knowing you made him feel like that was good enough to even suffocate like this. Fortunately, it didn't last long, Bruno had pulled away letting you breathe a bit.

He was too close. And he didn't want it to end like this. He had to feel you from the inside. You laid on your stomach, presenting your gorgeous ass to him, and smirking. This sight alone could even make him cum. So before it got to that he grabbed you roughly by your thighs, probably even bruising them. He slowly moved himself inside you, letting out a low groan, his grip being even stronger. You too moaned into his pillow, hoping it would muffle your sound enough.

Bruno started moving painfully slowly, his breath hitching, and even his eyes started softly glowing. "𝑂ℎ 𝑑𝑖𝑜𝑠 𝑚𝑖𝑜, 𝑚𝑖 𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑎, 𝑚𝑖 𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑟, you feel amazing..." He whispered into your year. His thrusts became faster, more needy, and your moans picked up, almost matching his rhythm. "Oh Bruno, 𝑡𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑜, 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑠..." You managed to let out. At the sound of his name, the man became more rough, gripping your ass and panting hard.

Your lewd sounds filled the room, none of you even cared at this point that a certain someone might hear you going at it. You were absolutely being fucked dumb, your eyes rolling upwards, drool gathering itself in the corner of your mouth. It felt too good once one of Bruno's hands started playing with your clit. "Come for me, my love. Do it while you say my name." He commanded, and you listened to him soon enough.

Your release came quickly, your legs began to shake, your moans were almost too loud so you bit your lower lip, causing it to bleed. Bruno's thrusts became way more erratic, you could hear him curse and say your name like a prayer in-between those sultry moans and grunts. He pulled out just in time to stain his sheets and your back.

The 50-year old man collapsed next to you, and finally you managed to open your eyes enough to take a good look at him. His hair was messy, sticking to his sweaty face. Eyes closed, as he was still coming off the high. He was obviously skinny, probably underweight. You made a mental note to try and get him to eat more. You could make out very light outlines of muscles, which probably formed easily because of his weight. You started wondering how did such an old man manage to get so fit, but then you remembered those horrible stairs in this room. Of course.

Bruno's demeanor completely changed once he opened his eyes and kissed you lovingly on the forehead. "A-Are you alright, 𝑚𝑖 𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑟? I didn't hurt you, right? I-i'm so sorry it was so bad... It's be-" you cut him off with a sweet kiss on the lips. The kind that lovers give each other on their wedding day. "It was amazing..." You replied, smiling softly. The man quickly wiped your back, planting soft kiss upon your spine. He then laid next to you, caressing your hair. Both of you just laid in silence, not daring to go back to your reality without each other. Or all the questions that were left unanswered.

#Bruno madrigal x reader smut #bruno madrigal x reader #bruno madrigal smut #bruno madrigal x female reader #encanto smut

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butterfly-lies-chase-them-away · 2 years

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for the don’t stand so close to me series: the reader and bruno haven’t had the chance to do anything for a couple of weeks, and after seeing bruno with his hair tied back and shirt undone one button more than usual, she snaps and drags bruno into a supply closet and gives bruno a blowjob (maybe a sprinkle of dom!reader if you’re comfy with it)

Don’t Stand So Close To Me (18+) (Part 12)

Teacher!Bruno Madrigal x Student!Fem!Reader

Modern Day!Imagine

Non-Magic AU

Summary: Reader giving Bruno head, lol, just the request

Warnings: Swearing, Agegap, inappropriate thoughts, teacher/student (STUDENT IS OF AGE)

Word Count: 983

Italics will mostly be his direct thoughts, his imagination

Author Note: Hello everyone, I've been away for so long and I do apologise for that. I've just been super stressed out this year with just life and everything that comes with it so I've been very absent from Tumblr and writing so I'm sorry for that but I will try to write more, probably not as frequently but here and there when I can, thank you for everyone for checking in on me and being patient, I really appreciate it :))

Don't Stand So Close To Me (Masterlist) (Part 11) >(Part 12)< (Part 13)

(I do not own this gif)

Bruno POV

Today was a rather hot day. The sun was beaming through the windows, heating up the entire room. There were no air conditioners in my class so I tried opening windows and doors to create ventilation. It was bearable but not preferable. My last class of the day was just before lunch and had my darling lover in it. I smiled at her as she walked in and made her way to her seat closer to the back.

30 minutes in, the class began to heat up again, more than I could handle. I pushed my chair out a bit to get better access to my draw on the side of my table. I open the top drawer and pull out a hair tie I knew I had when Y/N last left one here. Pulling back the majority of my hair, I tied it up in a small ponytail to keep it out of the way of my face. Unbuttoning the cuffs of my sleeves, I folded them up, exposing my forearms to the air.

After another 10 minutes, not even that was enough. I looked up from my desk to see everyone hard at work. Well, almost everyone. She, as usual, was staring at me, lost in thought. I chuckled to myself.

No wonder you always need help catching up.

I looked back down at the work in front of me and unbuttoned the first two of my shirt buttons, enough not to be classified as inappropriate.

I couldn’t help but think about the last time I spent time with my darling Amor.

At least a couple of weeks since we had some quality time together.

I couldn’t stop myself from thinking about the sounds she made when I eat her out. Every little twitch her body made at the small touches I gave her. The moments when she’d wrap her legs around my head as she would orgasm and release sweet sweet juices into my mouth.

Fuck.

I didn’t even have to look down to know how hard I was at that moment.

In class too.

It was as if someone from the heavens above heard my woes because people had already started packing up for the end of class.

Well, time to go home and sort out my problem.

As I was halfway down the hall to leave, my name was called out.

“Mr. Madrigal!”

“Y/N?”

She was jogging down the hall to me.

“Could you come with me, quickly?” she asked, slightly out of breath.

“Of course.”

We didn’t go that far before she pushed me through a door, into a supply closet filled with things like stationary and books.

I had no time to think about what was going on before her lips were on mine. Obviously enjoying the situation, I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her against my body.

“What are you doing, don’t you have another class?” I asked as she made her way down to kiss my throat.

“Not for another hour.”

She wasted no time ripping open my shirt, pressing hot kisses to my chest and down.

“You looked so good in class today, I can’t stop myself,” she said, breathlessly, unbuttoning my pants.

“Your hair, your arms, your chest,” she released my cock from my underwear, “you are so perfect.”

She licked the tip slowly, coating it in her salvia and the view alone made me almost collapse if it wasn’t for the shelf behind me for support. She moved her hand slowly along the side of my shaft, swirling her tongue around the red head of my cock.

“Fuck!” I dropped my head back, closing my eyes.

I felt it as she slowly pushed the rest of my cock into her mouth, coating the entire thing in her saliva. I grabbed the back of her head, not necessarily pushing it further in, just giving me something to hold onto.

She finally released herself from my cock, pumping her hands up and down my dick while looking up at me, proud.

“Does it feel good, sir?” she asked, already knowing the answer.

“It feels amazing,” I whimpered.

A smirk rose up her face and she proceeded to put my cock back in her mouth. I had trouble keeping my eye open, so I let them fall close and rested my head against the wall behind me.

I don’t know how much longer I can last.

She had obviously known I was close too because of the way I tensed up under her. I could feel the cockiness radiating off her as she bobbed her head faster. I had to bite down on my hand just so I wouldn’t scream out.

“F-fuck,” I groaned into my hand.

I couldn’t hold back any longer. I spilt my hot cum down her throat, trying not to collapse from my weak legs. She stroked her tongue along my cock a couple more times before pulling it out. I hadn’t even noticed she had swallowed it. As she stood up, I pulled her in by the back of her head, giving her a passionate kiss. I felt her smile as she reciprocated the kiss.

She pulled back, “well! Better get to my next class!”

She grabbed her bag off the ground, hoisting it onto her back.

“Wait- what? B-but what about you? I can’t just leave you without!” I said pushing myself off the wall.

She turned to smile back at me.

“You don’t need to worry about me, sir. I better get to class though, bye!” she waved before leaving the closet.

“Wai-” the door shut.

Damn.

Knowing I had no other classes for the rest of the day, I just slouched against the wall, sliding to sit on the floor. Still quite tired and out of breath, I closed my eyes and sat there for a while. That girl is a wonder.

Author Note: Thank you so much for reading, again sorry for the absence, I hope you enjoyed it. If you'd like to join the taglist, feel free to just leave a comment. :)

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capypub · 2 years

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hi! could you do prompt 10 “call me selfish” with bruno :) could be with smut up to you !!

#10 “Call me selfish, but I don’t ever want anyone else to touch you.”

Rating: M (contains mature content, readers agree they are 18+ by continuing to read)

Bruno Madrigal was not a materialistic man. He needed very few things to be content and comfortable in his space. Perhaps it was from years of living in a confined hole in the wall or perhaps it was the deeply-ingrained mindset of putting everyone’s needs before his own for the sake of the Encanto, because he was gifted, because he was a Madrigal.

The few valuable possessions he did have, he cherished for one reason or another. Everyone knew this about the prophet, especially when it came to his beloved wife. She was his most prized possession in a way, a testimony to the saying that “good things come to those who wait,” in the form of his happiness when he’s with her. Bruno was not one to consider his wife as an object which literally belonged to him, but rather a source of strength that balances parts of him in a way that he hopes he helps balance parts of her. For example, no one knew that under the mild-mannered, unassuming, socially awkward exterior of Bruno thrummed a passion and intensity that others would find shocking. Bruno was shocked when it first came forward shortly after meeting his wife. Her presence alone brought out a fierce desire to protect and care for as well as a fiery passion that required frequent affection given and received.

“Bruno, stop it,” she laughs, pushing his hands off her waist.

He snickers, ignoring her weak attempts at keeping his hands off of her. Gripping her hips, he lightly pulled her back until she leaned into his chest. Ducking his head, his mouth lingered along her neck, ghosting kisses along her skin. His second-day stubble scratched against her skin in a way that he knew excited her.

“Bruno,” she attempts to warn again, but this time it comes out almost like a sigh as she leans more into him.

“Mi conejita, so pretty, so sweet,” he murmured into the crook of her shoulder, his hands sliding forward across her abdomen until his arms locked around her torso, keeping her firmly pressed into him, groaning as he nuzzled the side of her head.

“Bruno, really,” she giggles, recognizing his tone, “we’re about to leave, mi amor,” she adds softly, laying her hand over his.

“I can’t help it, you’re addicting, I always want you,” he practically whines into her ear, his hands inching up towards her chest.

“Later, amor, you’re mother will have both our heads if we’re late,” she insists, turning in his arms to face him, “plus I’m not going to be the one to explain to Mirabel why her uncle was late either,” she adds, leaning up to peck his lips.

She steps back as he huffs with a pout and an eye roll, unable to admit he would never forgive himself for missing a part of his favorite niece’s sixteenth birthday. They’d been working together for weeks to prepare him for the amount of people about to be drinking and dancing around him. Since his “return” he’s gotten better about socializing and interacting with people but crowds were still a challenge, especially rowdy ones.

With another huff, he followed his wife downstairs. Most of the family has already gathered, greeting the early arrivals. Mirabel would be coming down any minute. Bruno went to make sure the camera was set up for the inevitable picture his mother would want of the family.

“Something to calm your nerves?” she offered, coming up to him after collecting two glasses of wine.

“I don’t think drinking is going to help my nerves, amor,” he scoffs lightheartedly, but still accepts the glass.

They mingle, well she mostly mingles and Bruno does his best to at least attempt to provide input to the various conversations they engaged in before the actual party began. Some groups he was more comfortable in than others and it showed by how much he spoke.

As the evening progressed, the entire house, literally, was in awe of Mirabel, who looked stunning in her handmade dress, her hair done up with flowers complimentary of her sister and the lightest touch of make-up on her eyes and lips. Bruno felt a pang in his chest, remembering the little child who would toddle after him around the house while he tried to keep up with her sisters’ endless energy. Now a beautiful young woman stood before him, a bright and ambitious woman who would continue to do amazing things.

“Dance with me?” his esposa asked softly later into the evening, when most of the food had been eaten and the band had gathered a crowd of dancers.

“You tempt me too easily, conejita,” he chuckles, but leads her towards the dancing mass of people.

They stay towards the back edge of the crowd, moving fluidly together. Bruno was not as theatrical as his sister or as poised as his other sister, but he carried himself well. He held her close, keeping his head low to whisper his desires against the shell of her ear, sporadically nipping at her earlobe or kissing her neck. Having the creativity of an artist meant Bruno spun pros of passion so easily when directed towards his lover. She still swoons and blushes when he weaves naughty desires with intense declarations of love.

“I need you under me, amor, writhing in pleasure while I worship your body,” he growls, feeling how she tenses in his arms, shuddering afterwards.

“Bruno, stop it,” she now whines at him, her tinted a faint pink, only growing more intense as he continued to whisper into her ear while the party carried on, oblivious to the storm of sexual tension building between the quiet couple.

“Perdóneme,” a voice interrupted them, cutting Bruno off mid-sentence.

They stopped swaying, turning to see a man, perhaps in his early thirties, standing in front of them. He offers his hand to his wife, nodding to Bruno briefly. She hesitates, obviously confused by this man.

“May I steal the lady for a dance, señor Madrigal?” he asks, his warm smile showing off a row of sparkling teeth.

“Oh,” she chirps, obviously surprised as she smiles politely, but remains still.

“My wife,” Bruno emphasizes, moving his body so that she stood partially behind him, blocking half of her body from the man’s view, “is actually not feeling very well, I was just about to take her upstairs to rest,” he says, his tone cool and collected, but she knew him well enough to notice the tension in his shoulders and the slight grit in his jaw.

“Ah, of course, my apologies,” the man nods, deflating at the refusal, “I wish you a fast recovery, señora,” he adds respectfully before walking away from them.

He feels her looking at him before he sees it, already prepared for the slight scowl and questioning arched brow. Pulling him aside, they found a quiet hallway free of other guests where they could talk. She crossed her arms over her chest, smirking. He felt a small bit of relief knowing she wasn’t mad at him.

“What was that about?” she finally asks after waiting for him to explain himself.

He shrugs begrudgingly, dropping his gaze to the floor. “I just didn’t like the look of him,” he muttered, his hands slipping into his pockets as he slouched a bit into himself.

“Bruno, he was nothing but respectful, what actually bothered you?” she asks with a chuckle, tugging him by his shirt sleeve closer.

They were both silent as she took a step back, pressing her shoulder blades into the wall and pulling him forward until his chest brushed the lace accents on her dress. She stared at him with wide eyes, a mischievous and almost cocky smirk contrasting the innocent gaze. Lifting his arms, he planted both palms flat on the wall on either side of her head, enclosing her space further.

“You’ve never gotten jealous before,” she commented, toying with the top button on his shirt, undoing it and the one right below until a small patch of his dark chest hair poked past the fabric.

“Call me selfish, but I don’t ever want anyone else to touch you,” he growled, his gaze sharp and glowing faintly as he leaned in and traced a line with his tongue from her pulse to her earlobe, chuckling darkly when she exhales a shuttered breathe.

“Bruno, don’t say such things, I can’t control myself when you talk like that,” she cooed before biting her lip seductively, batting her lashes and pushing her chest up and into his to emphasize her breasts.

“Mi dulce conejita,” he sighs, brushing his nose along her temple, closing his eyes and dragging his hands down from her shoulders to her waist, nimbly gathering the fabric at her hip and slipping his hand underneath, caressing the soft, warm skin of her thigh.

“You’re going to get us in trouble,” she teases, but continues to lean into his teasing caress.

“Maybe you’re worth it,” he replied against her neck, biting more frequently now.

“Ah,” she gasps when the hand that had been squeezing and rubbing her thigh slipped past the hem of her underwear, his long and nimble fingers rubbing at her clit.

“Oh, you’re enjoying this,” he chuckled darkly, feeling her practically dripping, “does the risk turn you on, conejita, hm? The chance of getting caught so exposed with your husband’s hand under your skirt getting you excited? Que traviesa,” he smirked, adding more pressure to her clit as she whined into his shoulder.

“Bruno, please,” she chokes out, her nails digging into his forearm as she grinds into his palm.

“What is it, mi vida? Do you want to cum like this, on my hand? Let everyone in this house know you’re only mine to touch?” he thought aloud, doubling his efforts as her breath became more ragged.

“I need…inside, ah, Bruno, please, please,” she gasps, eyes squeezed shut as she lightly ruts against his hand.

“You want my fingers inside?” he asks, already knowing the answer, just wanting to see her get more worked up for him.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she’s practically sobbing as the intensity of her release grew and grew, “I need you, please Bruno, mi amor,” she whines.

“Such a good girl, asking so sweetly,” he said with a smirk, slipping his middle finger into her pulsing heat.

“Oh, f-fuck…yes, yes, yes,” she begins to pant, her movements becoming more frantic as he slips in his index finger and begins stroking her walls, brushing that spot deep inside her that would bring her release.

“Let go, amor, mierda, I could finish just by watching you come undone like this,” he groaned, rutting his crotch against her thigh as she trembled against him, eyes shut tight as her mouth opened partially in a silent gasp.

Bruno kissed her passionately when he recognized the telltale signs of her approaching end. She cried out against his mouth, her whole body jerking and shuddering as she came around his fingers, her legs wobbling slightly until he used his free hand to help support her.

“Such a good girl,” he praises her, slowly removing his fingers from her heat, admiring the shiny slick coating his hand.

“Only for you,” she purrs, bringing his hand to her mouth and sucking his fingers clean, slowly and seductively, her eyes never leaving his as she cleans his fingers thoroughly.

“I married quite the temptress,” he groaned, pressing his aching length into her leg.

“I’m sure they wouldn’t miss us if we got some air for a bit,” she suggested, toying with his belt buckle.

“Definitely not,” he eagerly agreed, grabbing her hand and quickly leading her upstairs before anyone could notice.

Thankfully the band drowned out most of the noise in the house, the lull of the partygoers drowning out the passionate noises of a couple lost in the throes of desire, frantic and primal, their few minutes of air quickly turning into hours of wanton pleasure as the night turned to morning.

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