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Tenoch is making a new movie and is crushing on his co-star. Just moments of them flirting and getting close and Tenoch showing his cute side and his AguaPapi side. I'm okay with a little smut too. Thank you !

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Summary: 8 cute moments between Tenoch and his co-star and 1 spicy moment between the sheets.

FLUFF AND SMUT this is a long one

The Meet Cute

The table read is where you met each other.

Of course you had heard of each other. You knew of him because he was Namor, I mean come on who didn't know about Agua Papi. He knew about you because he made sure to look you up. Tenoch was considerate and never wanted anyone to feel like they were lesser just because they had less experience. He was surprised to find that you had some amazing credits in international productions that he had been meaning to watch. So when he did, and he was able to really know more about you professionally, he developed a little bit of a crush.

As the two leads of this venture you were sat next to each other for the table read and you noticed that, even after the initial introductions, Tenoch kept glancing at you.

You nudged him as the director spoke, and then whispered to him, "Is there something on my face? Why do you keep looking at me?"

He leaned over to whisper in your ear while still looking at your director, "I'm just wondering how I'm going to concentrate on these scenes when they got me such a beautiful wife to act against."

You gaped at him and then kicked him in the shin under the table. He jumped but still smirked at you, winking as he did.

"Tenoch, y/n, is everything ok?" The director asked,

"Things are perfect," The way Tenoch said it sounded like a purr and you hated that you thought it was cute.

You leaned over once everyone was back to listening to the director, "You're gonna be a menace aren't you?"

"And we are going to have a lot of fun together," Tenoch replied, looking into your eyes and holding your gaze until you had to look away. You covered your blushing face with the script while you tried to cool down. Tenoch sat next to you shaking from the laughs he was holding in.

This was going to be interesting.

Fight Rehearsal

" Aye pinche a la verga wey!"

"Honestly, Tenoch, I expected more from you," You taunted as the Latino man picked himself up off the mat.

"We are only supposed to be sparring!" Tenoch growled, throwing his spear to the ground, "No quiero hacer esto contigo, perra!"

"Aw, ok ok, I'm sorry. I just got excited. I've never been able to pull that move off with the stunt men and when I realized it was working I went full force. I didn't mean to hurt you. Are you okay?" You rushed up to Tenoch who had his arms crossed against his chest. You gripped his wrists trying to get him to loosen up. "I'm really sorry."

You had both been in physical training for months and had moved on to fight choreography and rehearsal. While it was fun most of the time, it hurt Tenoch's ego a little bit that you were much better at it than he was. Not that he wasn't trying but you grew up learning three forms of martial arts so you had an advantage.

You hugged Tenoch around the middle since he was so much taller than you and spoke to him even though your voice was muffled against his shirt, "I'll let you flip me into the foam pool in the big rec center if you keep practicing with me today."

"Aye, cabrona," Tenoch sighed and hugged you back, "let me throw you twice and we have a deal."

You pulled back and stared at him. You locked eyes trying to intimidate each other then you conceded, "Alright, twice."

You stuck your hand out for a hand shake and Tenoch took it and sealed the deal.

"You're lucky you're cute, hermosa, or I would have left," Tenoch called to you as he drank some water from his bottle near the training room mirrors.

You were across the room picking up your notebook to look up another scene. You glanced at him, "You're lucky you're handsome or I wouldn't be going easy on you."

"No mames," Tenoch yelled and gave chase. He grabbed you from behind and lifted you by your waist. Then got you in a head lock once he put you down. You were both laughing as you wrestled.

Gym Buddies

"Come on chiquita, one more rep," Tenoch encouraged you as you dropped into your last squat. You huffed and strained loudly.

"I can't."

"Yes you can. Just one more," Tenoch was spotting you as you forced yourself to stand one more time. Once the barbell was racked and the weight was off your shoulders you collapsed onto your butt.

Tenoch looked down at you amused then told you to scoot over so he could add his weights for his own set. You had decided to work out together today and you were regretting it. The man was encouraging but pushy when it came to weight lifting. There was no doubt in your mind that you would be sore as hell the next day.

"What happened to the tough, pendeja who keeps beating my ass on the mats every week?" Tenoch teased as he lifted you on to a nearby bench so that you weren't in the way of the squat rack.

"I am a cardio person Tenoch. This lifting weights stuff is not my happy place. I'm going to be so fucking sore and it's your fault." You complained as you gulped down some water.

"This is a good sore though," Tenoch said as he hit his set of squats.

"I can think of a better sore," You mumbled to yourself.

Tenoch racked the barbell and leaned over you with one hand on each side of you, spanning the width of the bench. God he had big hands. You looked up and his face was only inches away from you. He was breathing heavily from doing the squats and you could feel his hot breath barely blowing across your lip. You instinctively licked your lips which caught the actor's eye. "What kind of sore would that be?"

You stuttered, "T-the kind where my legs are sore from kicking you around."

"These legs?" Tenoch asked as he knelt in front of you and grasped your left thigh with both hands. He locked eyes with you as he started to massage your thigh then stretched out your leg.

Your heart raced at the feel of his hands on you. Then he bit his lip right before he made a fist and ran it firmly on the back of your thigh from your butt to your knee. "FUCK!"

It hurt like a bitch but Tenoch held your leg in place and repeated the gesture to your whole thigh, "Stop moving. This will help with the soreness."

"That fucking hurts!" Tenoch ignored you as he finished with one leg and held you down so he could grab the other leg, giving it the same treatment. Once he was done you smacked him hard across the chest, "Pendejo!"

He was laughing as he sat back, "It feels better now, right?"

You paused and wiggled on your seat realizing the tension in your legs had loosened. You looked down at your hands and quietly thanked him. He was standing now, having grabbed his things. Tilting your face up to look at him he spoke softly, "I promise the only type of sore I'll make you is the good kind of sore."

Tenoch smiled down at you before releasing your chin and heading for the lockers, "Goodnight hermosa, I'll see you next week when we start filming."

You watched his back as he left you there. He pulled off his shirt right as he made it to the locker room entrance way and you couldn't help but gasp at how good his back muscles looked right after a full body work out. You could only imagine what the rest of him looked like.

Someone got sick

"Hey Nochie!" You called as you barged into his temporary apartment. You juggled the groceries you had as you made your way to the kitchen and started unloading your haul.

Tenoch stumbled in looking like death wrapped in a bathrobe and little else. His eyes were a little puffy, he had wadded up tissues in his hands, and he was sweating slightly.

You sprayed a little disinfectant at him, "No one told you to leave the bedroom. Go back in there or I'll spray this directly on you."

"Don't be mean," from the sound of his voice you could tell he had been coughing and his nose was stuffed up. He waddled back down the hall way and you heard the telltale 'whap' as he threw himself onto the bed.

The idiot had gotten a cold. Unfortunately, his assistant wasn't much help as he was a young newbie and a man. You got to work preparing the new humidifier that was delivered and placed by the door. Once that was set up in Tenoch's bedroom you returned to the kitchen to make some soup.

You knew that Tenoch was a fan of spice but even you were a bit hesitant to use as much as the recipe called for. But your Indian friend had insisted that the spice was necessary and would burn the illness out of the actor in no time. If you hadn't experienced it yourself, you probably wouldn't have believed her. Now here you were making a home remedy for the Mexican actor.

After a week of being sick and missing your first shoots together, you were fed up. Once you realized that his assistants were useless in the realm of caring for a whiney man with the a cold you decided you had to intervene. Plus you had started to miss the man.

With some texts and coordination with his assistants you were given a key and the go ahead to help him and try not to get sick yourself. You slaved over a hot stove for an hour before the soup was ready and the steam of it was making your eyes water.

You scooped some of the steaming soup and placed it in a bowl on a tray. You pulled out some of the cold medicine that was sitting on the counter along with a bottle of water. Carefully, you took the tray in to Tenoch's room, where he was sleeping soundly. His breathing wasn't as labored, which told you that the humidifier was working. You placed the tray on a small table and went to wake him.

"Nochie, time to eat." You shook his shoulder gently and he slowly opened his eyes. You helped him sit up and handed him the tissue box on his bedside table so he could blow his nose.

"That humidifier really helped. I haven't been able to sleep like that in days," He looked at you with a soft smile on his face.

"I made you some soup. It's a friends old family recipe. It's spicy but it always did the trick whenever I would get sick during tech week in college," You explained as you set the tray on his lap.

He watched you as made sure the tray was stable and the medicine was out of it's blister packet. When you looked up you couldn't help but blush at the softness he was emanating.

"Eat this and then take your medicine, " You commanded as you started randomly tidying up his room. Before you could move too far away from the bed he grabbed your wrist.

"Thank you for doing this. I really appreciate you coming to take care of me," He said earnestly.

You shifted your wrist and took his hand, "You won't be so grateful once you try that soup."

That made you both laugh.

"But seriously it's not just hot temperature-wise. There's enough spice in there to fill a taco truck," You gestured to the bowl.

"Sounds delicious," Tenoch said as he picked up the bowl with both hands and took a big gulp. Immediately he started coughing. You deftly took the bowl away from him so he wouldn't spill.

"I told you!" You exclaimed. Tenoch grabbed the water bottle and drank from it hungrily.

Once he had recovered he gestured for the bowl again and you hesitated before gently handing it to him. This time he took a much smaller sip and made a soft noise of approval, "It burns so good."

"Don't make that face when you say that, you look like a psycho," You went around cleaning up some tissues and clothes strewn about as the actor slowly ate his soup, "Trust me it may burn good now, but you'll hate it when it burns coming out."

Tenoch whipped his head up and looked at you with wide eyes.

"Don't worry, your cold will get burned away too. The hour or so on the toilet will be worth it. Anyway, I'm gonna head out. Good luck, handsome." You couldn't help but cackle loudly as you left the actor alone.

Hours later

TH: I hate you

YN: You love me

TH: I'm dying.

YN: Can you finally breathe through your nose and mouth at the same time?"

TH: ...yes.

YN: You're welcome.

TH: <3

Filming together for the first time

Due to Tenoch's cold the entire filming schedule got so turned around that it was 2 months after filming had started that you finally had your first scene together.

Although you had rehearsed fights and other scenes together, this was the first time you were seeing each other in full costume and makeup. It was quite honestly intimidating how good the actor looked in a well fitting suit and perfectly trimmed hair.

"Oh ho, look at you. Aye que bonita. Who knew you could clean up so good?" Tenoch said taking your hand and making you do a little twirl.

"Don't pretend like you haven't thought I was stunning since the moment you met me," You teased as you struck an exaggerated seductive pose.

"The color suits you, hermosa," he kissed your cheek in greeting and you did the same to him. The crew was still putting the finishing touches on the scene and directing the extras. It was a party where the two characters had agreed to meet for a covert deal. It was extravagant.

"Thank you, Tenoch. As always you look handsome as ever in that suit. No wonder they call you Agua Papi," You teased knowing that he always got flustered when you brought up the fans' nickname for him.

"Aye mujer, stop calling me that," as expected the actor was blushing.

You leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Don't pretend you don't like it. Every guy likes being called 'papi'."

He grasped your waist and stopped you from leaving his side, he leaned down and whispered in your ear, "I prefer it in private."

A shiver ran down your spine right between your legs as you looked into his eyes. You both glanced at each others lips. You chuckled, "Save it for the camera or your fan girls might try and poison my water."

You gestured to some of the extras that were staring at the two of you across the room. Two in particular were glaring daggers in your direction but it didn't bother you. The director called for 'places' and you went your separate ways.

Acting together was electrifying. Your chemistry seemed like second nature. Even when you both decided to move the scene in a different direction it was seamless. Everyone on set could feel it. That this was a dynamic duo in the making. Having an actor vibe with you so well was a rare gift and you enjoyed every minute of it. There was a challenge there as well as trust that gave you the confidence to explore versions of the scene that you hadn't thought of during rehearsal.

Tenoch felt the same way. Acting with you was fun and natural. For every cross he made you had a counter-cross. For every push there was a pull. It was energizing. When you had practiced together it was peaking through, but once you were both fully committed to the scene, in character, in front of the camera where it mattered most, you both thrived.

When the shoot ended for the day, Tenoch impulsively hugged you and kissed the crown of your head, "Mi compañera! This is going to be an amazing shoot."

You laughed at his exuberance and returned the hug, "You felt it too, huh?"

"Electricity! You're like my soul mate. Oscars here we come!" Tenoch cheered as you both made your way out of the studio arm in arm. You didn't want to think too much about how Tenoch calling you his soul mate had made your heart skip a beat.

Kissing Practice

You were pacing back and forth in one of the waiting rooms of the studio. You were incredibly nervous for a very stupid reason. Today you would be filming the first kissing scene. Not only was it the first kissing scene of this film but it was also the first kissing scene you had ever been asked to film.

That is how Tenoch found you. Pacing a path into the floor as you worried about your upcoming scene. "Que pasa mujer?"

You stopped in your tracks and looked at the actor. He was dressed in fitted black slacks and a satin button down that was only half way buttoned, showing off his sculpted chest. His sleeves were rolled up , exposing his strong forearms and the fake tattoos they had put on to them. You blushed, thinking about the scene and how you were supposed to throw yourself at him.

"Hi Tenoch," You replied nervously, not able to meet his eyes.

Tenoch tilted his head in confusion, "Que chingados? Quien eres? Who are you and what have you done to my co-star?"

"Oh shut up," You shot back as you continued your pacing.

Tenoch followed your path, watching you, "Why do you look nervous? You never look nervous."

You turned on him, "I'm allowed to be nervous!"

"Of course you are but why are you that way?"

You sighed, running hand through your hair while fidgeting with your skirt's hem. "I've never shot a kissing scene before."

"Ah, okay. What can I do to help?" Tenoch asked sincerely.

"Wait, you're not gonna make some joke about it?" You looked up at him.

"Of course not. I remember how nervous I was the first time I had to kiss someone on screen. Kissing is nothing in real life. It's natural, you don't have to worry about if you bump noses or close your eyes too soon, or purse your lips too much. But you can see all of that on screen. It's intimidating," he explained.

"Oh god, you can purse your lips too much? I hadn't thought of that," Your mind was racing with what else you could have missed.

"Oh mierda. Come here," he guided you to a chair and sat you down. "Calmate. Stop worrying. We can plan it right now ok."

"Plan it?"

"Yes. Like who tilts right and who tilts left, where our hands go, what kind of kiss it is. We can figure it all now and even practice if you want. It's just a scene like all the others. We can rehearse it." Tenoch took your hand and squeezed it.

"Really?"

He looked down at your face and realized just how vulnerable you felt in this moment. You had been confident the entire shoot until now. Reliable and trusted by everyone. You didn't want to disappoint anyone. He stood and pulled you to your feet, "Yes, really. So stand here and I will stand in front of you. I know in this scene you're supposed to jump into my arms. But we will get to the jumping later. Relax first."

You shook out your arms and slowed your breathing down.

"So obviously you jump into my arms so I will immediately wrap them around your waist," Tenoch did just that, your chest pressed together. Damn he smelled good.

"Thank you, you smell amazing too. But focus," Tenoch chided with a cheeky grin. You blushed red not realizing you had said your thought out loud. "Alright now you're in my arms. Obviously since you jump you will be more at eye level with me so let me lift you up, wrap your legs around my waist while we figure out the rest."

You followed his command and tried not to let your thoughts fly directly into the gutter at the position you were in. His arms felt strong around your waist, and you could feel how firm his muscles were as you wrapped your legs around him and, in turn, wrapped your arms around his neck.

"Alright did you want to keep your arms around my neck, or did you want to grab my face?" Tenoch asked like it was a normal every day question.

"Uh neck is good, especially if I'm throwing myself at you. If I try to grab your face I might poke your eye out." You explained finally getting yourself to think about the scene.

"Good call. Alright so I would suggest that we tilt right side respectively. And we keep that angle no matter which camera angle they use, for consistency," You followed his directions and tilted your head to the right and he did the same on his side. Your lips were millimeters apart. "Ok see that will eliminate any nose bumping. Now what kind of kiss?"

"Well it's a passionate one. She's giving into her attraction after putting it off and it's her way of asking for comfort," You replied, really digging into the context of the scene.

"Alright so passionate as in open mouthed, tongue, full on devouring?" Tenoch asked, rubbing your back slightly.

"I think open mouthed, with a little tongue at the end. Since he would be surprised at first and then realize what is happening and reciprocate," You reasoned.

Tenoch smiled and let you down on to your feet, "That sounds perfect. So are you ready to practice?"

"Right now?"

"Yes. Look we have figured out the logistics but if the first time we kiss is when the cameras are rolling it may turn out awkward. It's also your first kissing scene and I know you want to do well. " Tenoch told you.

"Right, ok. So, um, I just run at you and do it?" You were nervous again.

"No," Tenoch had found a spot across the room and had his arms folded. His demeanor was shifting from the helpful senior actor to his debonair character, "Get into character. The last three lines before the kiss then run."

In the blink of an eye Tenoch was gone and he was replaced by his character. The way he held himself changed, his expression, the twinkle in his eye, everything was different.

The electrifying feeling of acting against someone so skilled returned. You walked across the room towards him and with each stop you melted into your character.

"Quit looking so damn smug."

You clenched your fists in frustration as he smirked at you.

"You think you know everything but you know nothing,"

He looked away, uninterested. But damn did he look good.

"Look at me."

He turned back to you with a cocked eyebrow and made a dismissive 'hmph' noise. Then you ran the rest of the way into his arms, and your lips found his.

Tenoch hesitated as your lips moved against his and his arms wrapped around your waist. You were flush against each other. He finally started to reciprocate and you felt yourself melt. You moaned into the kiss and almost pulled away when you realized but Tenoch turned and pressed you against the wall, deepening the kiss and pushing his tongue into your mouth.

Reluctantly you both pulled away. Tenoch was towering over you with his arms against the wall, caging you in between. You both were out of breath, eyes dilated, and slowly coming back to earth.

Tenoch cough and took a few steps back from you, "Um that was good. You're ready for the shoot I think. I-I'll see you later."

Then he was out the door leaving you flustered and wanting more.

Last day of shooting

The tension between you and Tenoch had been building ever since that first kiss practice. You both only really saw each other on the days you were shooting scenes together. The production had been asked to speed up to make a certain date so you were all swamped and working constantly.

The tension worked well with your characters and as always you acted well together. While on set you both were very aware of each other. Still joking and flirting but there was an undercurrent of desire beneath it all. Every kissing scene felt a little to needy and desperate to the both of you. The few moments you were alone together you didn't speak much. Instead you both would catch the other staring, it was obvious that the attraction was becoming unbearable.

It was the last day of filming and everyone was saying their good byes. Unfortunately, you couldn't find Tenoch anywhere. You considered texting him, but you were already overthinking and overanalyzing. What if the attraction was something you made up in your head? What if he was avoiding you because he could tell you were infatuated? What if he had actually left without saying goodbye? You knew you would probably see him on the press tour, but that was months from now.

You walked dejectedly to your car in the studio parking lot. You had told your manager to go on without you, after all you were on vacation for the next three weeks. When you turned the corner to where you knew your car was, you were surprised to find Tenoch parked next to your SUV, standing between the two cars with his hands in his pockets.

"Tenoch? What are you doing?"

"Aye chingada madre. Took you long enough. Where the hell have you been? I've been waiting for you," Tenoch was startled by your sudden presence.

You walked up to him and immediately began smacking his shoulder, "I thought you left without saying good bye you bastard!"

"Hey! Hey, stop it." He grabbed you by the wrists, "Why the hell do you think I would do that?"

"I don't know," You replied softly.

Tenoch cupped your cheek and looked into your eyes. "I can't leave without asking this hermosa to let me take her out on a date."

"You wanna go on a date?" Your eyes widened in surprise.

"That's what I just said," he was smiling his most charming smile.

"I'd love to," You returned his smile ten fold.

The date

Tenoch had insisted on waiting until you were both in Mexico to have the date. One, because his flight was already booked, and two because he wanted to cook for you.

So two weeks later, you found yourself in Tenoch's house, in a pretty sundress, drinking a margarita as the man in question cooked for you. He was preparing four or five dishes and was entertaining you immensely with his running commentary.

"A man who cannot cook is a man who will never find love. That is what my mother always said so I made sure to learn how to cook," Tenoch recounted to you.

"It all smells amazing, but please don't make it too spicy. You know I'm a baby when it comes to spicy food," You commented as you leaned over the counter to look over the dishes he was plating.

"Yes, for the baby I have cut the spice level to 50 percent. Scouts honor," he leaned forward and kissed the corner of your lips.

"I don't think you were ever a scout. Do they have scout's in Mexico?" You asked as he circled the counter and started setting the table.

"Of course we have scouts. But of course I was never a scout," he winked at you as he pulled out your chair, then poured you both a glass of wine.

"First a margarita, and now wine? Are you trying to get me drunk?" You teased him,

"Drinking is a time honored Mexican tradition, hermosa, it's part of my culture," He took his seat and started serving you portions of food.

You couldn't help but laugh. He was so charming and looked so handsome, and he could cook. You thanked whatever gods brought you here.

"Cuisine a la Mejia, now being served. Enjoy!" And you both did.

You insisted on helping him wash up after spending two hours talking and eating and sharing everything you could about each other. In between all that casual chemistry you had always had together was a growing desire. You both snuck kisses in between conversations. Held each others hands, and found reasons to touch each other.

It was only natural when Tenoch pulled you into a hug from behind as you finished washing the last of the dishes. You both were a little buzzed, warm to touch, and feeling relaxed. He started peppering kisses from your ear to your neck, hitting just the right spot to make your legs weak enough that you had to hold onto the counter.

You finished the last dish and set it to dry as Tenoch continued his ministrations. He pulled your dress strap down your shoulder and laved, and sucked at your skin. Your hand came around and pulled his waist closer to your body. A low growl emanated from him as he pressed up against you. You could feel his arousal tenting his pants.

You turned your head and captured his lips in a searing kiss. His hand found your hair and pulled it loose from the bun on top of your head. Gripping it tightly in his fist, he grinded up against you.

"Tell me to stop and I'll stop," He whispered into your ear, afraid of hurting you.

"Don't you dare," You replied desperately.

Tenoch captured your lips again and grinded against you. His hand reached down and flipped up the skirt of your sundress. He kissed his way down your back, leading with his hands so he could slip off your panties. He let out a groan at how wet you were. The actor was on his knees behind you, spread your cheeks and started lapping at your wet pussy.

Your hand gripped his hair behind you as you grinded against his mouth. Your moans filled the kitchen as he devoured your dripping cunt. He spread your legs further and pulled his tongue away from your center making you cry out in protest.

"Ssshh, I'm not done," He whispered as he slowly pushed a finger and then another inside of you. He stood back up and fingered you with a steady pace as he undid his belt and zipper.

You rocked back into his hand chasing after the orgasm that you were teetering on the brink of. Then his fingers left you and you moaned in frustration. "Please, I'm so close."

Your whimpered plea was met with Tenoch rubbing his tip against your soaked folds, "What do you want?"

"I want you to put your cock inside, Tenoch, please."

He slowly, agonizingly did as you asked. When he started thrusting you clutched the counter tightly. He was kissing your neck again, hand wrapped in your hair as the other guided your hips. He pounded into you relentlessly, giving into months of desire and attraction.

Your orgasm hit you like a train and you gasped as he fucked you through it. You felt wetness flow between your legs as he continued thrusting. Tenoch pulled you up to him for another wet kiss as he followed you over the edge. He grunted as he emptied into you. Slowing down and peppering every inch of skin he could with kisses. His hand gripped and rubbed your ass cheek affectionately.

The sheets

"Come with me," Tenoch said as he took your hand and led you upstairs. You were both still coming off the high off your coupling in the kitchen. It was spontaneous and passionate and so right. He had tenderly helped you clean up and righted your clothes afterward. Giving you water and asking if he had been too rough.

When you walked into his bedroom you were surprised to find it to be so clean and airy. The large bed was the center point but the rest of the furnishings were a light wood and his curtains were gauzy. The sun had long since set and instead of turning the lights on, Tenoch started lighting candles.

Once the candles were going, Tenoch stripped down to his boxers and then found an oversized shirt and a clean pair of boxers for you to change into. He helped you undress, kissing you on your neck, arms, cheeks, back and shoulders as you went. You felt absolutely adored.

Tenoch turned down the bed and gestured for you to join him. When you did, he wrapped you in his arms and kissed you slowly, nuzzling you between languid kisses. You cuddled and shared intimate caresses as you fell into an easy pillow talk about everything and nothing.

Tenoch had his head on your shoulder as you stroked his hair. His arm was slung across your waist and your legs intertwined. You could have fallen asleep then but his hand found the hem of your shirt and he pushed it up to reveal your breast.

You bit your lip as he suckled on your nipple. His hand kneaded the other and rolling the nipple between his fingers. You arched into his touch as his hand slipped past the band of the borrowed boxers you wore and found your clit. Tenoch teased you with his fingers and his mouth until you were pulling his lips to your own in a hungry kiss.

As you kissed you pulled his boxers down and palmed his cock in your hand. You wrapped your hand around his shaft and jerked it a few times, letting the pre-cum spread. He bucked into your hand as he sucked your lip. Eagerly you pulled the shirt and boxers off between kisses then wrapped your legs around his waist.

His hand supported him above you while the other caressed your jaw. Tenoch reached between you and lined himself up before thrusting into you, balls deep. You arched into the feeling of his cock inside of you. The actor pulled your arms away from the sheets and pinned them above your head as he drove into you.

His hips snapped into yours as he thrusted deeply into you. The bed shook with the force of it and the sounds of your fucking filled the room. Tenoch leaned into you and captured your lips. Your hands, now free, found his back, dragging your nails along the contours of his muscles. Moaning into your kiss he gripped the backs of your thighs. He sat up and hooked your legs around his forearms changing the angle.

With increased vigor he fucked you, hitting a spot inside of you that had your mind reeling. He held your legs to him as he continued his rhythm and circled your clit with his fingers. You moaned his name over and over like a prayer as you felt that tell tale knot coiling inside of you. It released and you came, convulsing with the waves of your orgasm. Tenoch slowed down to kiss you as you came down from your high.

"Turn over, mi amor," Tenoch whispered as he gripped your hips. With his help you found yourself chest first into the bed. His big hands caressed your ass cheeks before he lined himself up and plunged his cock back into your glistening pussy.

His thrusts were relentless as he gripped your hips and moaned words of praise. You were lost in the pleasure of it, rubbing your clit as he rutted into you. You hit another peak just as Tenoch's hips stuttered and he groaned with his release.

The actor collapsed next to you. You looked over at him and you both smiled satiated smiles. You could tell he was barely staying awake like you, but he still got up and brought a clean wet cloth to clean up the evidence of your love making. He was gentle and continued to whisper words of praise and adoration as he helped you get dressed and tucked you in.

You were barely conscious as he blew out all the candles and then climbed into the bed behind you. He pulled you to him, kissed your temple, and you both fell asleep.

...

ALRIGHT YALL I NEED REVIEWS AND COMMENTS.

I was on a roll and I literally clocked out of work but stayed in my office for an extra hour to finish this. No, proof reading right now because I need to drive home so forgive me.

You're welcome

#tenoch x reader #tenoch huerta x reader #tenoch huerta fanfic #tenoch huerta mejia #jose tenoch huerta mejia #namor #smut

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spookykittyboo · 1 year

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Hidden Gem

smut, riding the Talokan king. idk.... pee pee and woo woo mush. wakanda forever spoiler i guess....

Tin wa'alaj teech ya'ab Óoxten! ; I told you many time!

In yakunaj ; My dear

Beet, a reto ; Do it, I dare you

Chúuns táanil ; Keep going.

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Oh what would they say?

How would they react to the ruthless urge of the man with a strong will of anything he sees, anything he touch.

The grip of both of his brutal hands, on the skin of a clueless creature, a fragile, incomparable to anything of his power.

A God of all people, whose under his words.

The sun was in his hand. He brought it to shine the dark water of his people.

Do they know?

Will they ever know? The rush of being a hidden little gem of him, being unknown.

His people. Will they ever open the closed curtain of his cave, to find their king's entanglement with a mortal being?

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"Ah, Namor. Stop… please…" she plead, as she sat on her throne. A place which only her body can remarks on, a place which the king presents to her. A queen's throne.

"Tin wa'alaj teech ya'ab Óoxten! That is not who I am to you. K'uk'ulkan. Say it, in yakunaj. Praise me!"

She moved lazily, waving her body to the front with her hands on his chest. With a little strength of the thin air, she gave a soft move lifting her body to bounce back on his, rewarding her with a hard grunt spilled from his brown lips, driving fast to her ear, echoing the walls around her. Lewd and melting.

"Chúuns táanil, love."

As her head was swimming in the ocean of his creation, she only felt the depth of how far he had gone. The feeling of his cock fulfilling her walls could only go for the sky. Overwhelmed and intoxicated, she bounce lightly with little consciousness. She came to the state of realization when his hands gripped tightly to both of her thighs, planting a short length of his nails deep on her innocent skin. "…mor… Namor… I can't…" his eyes was closed, feeling her clenching walls around him, driving him to drown in her as she fell deeper to the ocean of both of them.

"Stop, beet. A reto." he dared. A command in which he stared directly into her brown eyes.

But, she stopped. She did.

The little light glistened her tired eyes, hazy, heavy. She deepens his length by pressing her body down a little more, "Shhh… in yakunaj, you only pulling your king into madness even more." he said, while his hand stayed a little longer on her hips. Toying her body as his puppet. She tilted her head to the left, showing curiousness, with her hair covering most of the side of her face.

"I wonder…" she whispered.

Attachment of one girl to a man of mysteries and myth. Have you ever wonder what lies beneath him? The power he held? Those long years of loneliness, haunting, chasing and craving the used of slumbers with no touch or even the soft whisper of a women. The moment was her, she looked down, from his eyes, his neck, then the brown skin painting his abdomen. Her fingers danced for a short while, staring at the scarless, yet she knows the surface of him has faced many of anything she could ever face. He looked to the sweet little girl with her wandering eyes, wondering what was running in her brain and her eyes, she whispered, any word of her own while facing his skin.

"A God, a man, how would I ever fight his temptation? Who else will I beg to when his own hands pull me to sit and become his own queen. His sheer will and his poisonous words pouring acid to my skin and now he filled it with a part of him. Love, how do you expect me to walk away when your most harshest command sounded like your kindest request. " her words, inside of her beautiful mind.

…

"My king, K'uk'ulkan. Forgive me, sir."

She then bent to find his lips met with her, giving him a sweet taste of her just to sank his head a little more to the pillow he lay his head on as she lift half of her body and bounces her body the way she did earlier.

The way it supposed to.

The way he loves it.

"Agh.. Ahh.. Love, t-t-the sun shine bright for my people." he stuttered, talked through the mess she was trying to make out of the king. Grunting out the pleasure pumping him to the edge.

"…b-but, for you… the universe will be on its knees."

#tenoch huerta #wakanda forever #tenoch huerta x reader #namor x reader #kukulkan #kukulkan x reader #hot villain #namor #namor the sub mariner #kukulkán #black panther 2 #jose tenoch huerta mejia #fanfiction

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v4mpires0ap · 1 year

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NEW FAVORITE TENOCH PIC I'M GONNA OBSESS OVER

#tenoch huerta #tenoch huerta mejia #jose tenoch huerta mejia #the most adorable dork i ever seen #i have a super long list of reasons why i love this man and this is one of them #namor #mcu namor #black panther wakanda forever #namor of talokan #tenoch huerta mejía #black panther #wakanda forever #my favorite person #he means everything to me #not me starting to get all sappy 🧍🏻‍♀️#but anyways tenoch i love youuuuuuu

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mariaxxxxx · 6 months

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Chapter 1 - The Sea Is My Destiny

Summary: To save your nation You are given as a bride to a sea god.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY/ Minors DNI, Angust, Hurt comfort, Sex, Apologies, Crying, Creampie, Passionate sex, virgin!reader, size difference, smut, soft!dom!, HEA, somnophille, slight degradation, duvious consent, pregnancy, arranged marriage, inexperienced reader, abortion commented, unprotected sex (don't do that wrap this thing), kidnapping, aftercare, curse words.

A/N: English is not my mother tongue. I apologize for any errors.

A/N: Reader is heavily implied to be Mexican but i tried to keep it as free to the imagination as possible

Work count: 1.331

Serie materialist

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His attentive eyes observed the people around him with some fear. However, before everything started to become scary, you were fascinated by being able to have time for yourself, to observe the people there, while the spokesman of your village loudly dictated praises to the gods.

You carefully observed the men dressed in traditional attire. They were always on guard, as if at any moment You could get up and run away. But You could feel the fear in those men's eyes; I could smell the fear exuding from their skin. You knew exactly why they were like this.

A discreet sigh escaped You, as you continued to observe the people. I could discern the fear, uncertainty and resentment between them, as if any wrong move would be a reason for greater misfortune. All of that was immense nonsense. On normal days you would laugh alongside your maids about how people were willing to fight over any nonsense. Now there were no handmaids, not anymore. It was just You and your uncertain future.

You noticed that the spokesperson had just finished speaking and was looking at You, as if waiting for your words. You waved briefly, dismissing him with your hand. The man went down two steps and stood next to his father, a leader who seemed the most spiteful of all, and his mother, who hid her sad face with a rigid look.

You stood up feeling inexplicable anxiety; the weight of saving everyone. The men who were beside you also stood up, but remained next to the throne where You rested. You clearly noticed how the eyes looking at You shone with expectation. You thought about smiling, but you were afraid you would start crying if your easy expression changed. They were foolish and needed to believe that You were confident that their sacrifice would be worth something.

“My people...” You began, your voice shaking. “I want you to know that I go in peace. My heart is happy to know that my sacrifice saved those I love.”

You stopped talking, waiting for the urge to cry to go away, but it didn't. You're back to speaking.

“I ask that you remember me with love, joy and compassion. Don't shed tears of sadness, celebrate my departure with music and dance. “

For the simplest people, that was enough. You were used to seeing your father hold celebrations to calm the people. But you realized that his speech didn't work for the tribal leaders. They looked at You as if all that wasn't real. But You weren't too worried about the opinion of those guys, since they failed to protect their people.

With a procession made up of your family members, musicians and dancers you walked through the city in your wedding attire to the beach. The entire city was celebrating as the threat had finally been neutralized. Legends and songs would be made in his honor; the young princess who was willing to marry a sea god to save her people from white invaders. As people rejoiced her name and flowers covered the path protecting her bare feet, You clenched the fabric of her dress tightly to keep yourself steady. You couldn't weaken, no. You couldn't show weakness in front of your people, in front of your mother, You needed to continue.

The threat came on a summer day, during the hottest day, large boats with white sails containing a red symbol arrived at the coast of their nation with weapons and violence. Men with skin as white as clouds in the sky wore iron clothes that sparkled in the sunlight. The white man used his magic weapons that fired iron balls, killing a warrior immediately, then came the disease, decimating an entire village in a few days.

You had lost one of your brothers to this disease, the oldest, the first, the one who would become leader of that people after the death of your father. The crown prince left behind a heartbroken mother, a wounded father, and a broken nation.

On a moonless night, over the waves of the sea, a man with ears that followed the direction of the stars and winged ankles appeared to his father. His father found himself falling on his knees for such a divine being. Man, God, offered his help to rid that land of its invaders, but something must be given in return. War and disease had taken all the resources of your nation, so it was up to your father to offer You; his only daughter. For some unknown reason the entity accepted.

When his father shared the news, his mother screamed, calling him the worst names possible. ‘’You demon! How dare you take my daughter away from me? I already lost one! I refuse to lose another one.” His mother had said with tears in her eyes. Her father only justified that she had other children and that sacrifices needed to be made for the good of the nation.

The council did not contest the action of its leader, your brothers were young to fight for You and your mother was alone. Decisions were made without knowledge; a dress was made, a procession organized and a marriage ceremony, without his presence, was held between his father and the entity. By custom you were already a married woman. Now, you walked towards your husband's house.

Her week was surrounded by beautification preparations; Her skin was bathed in scented oil, her hair was plucked and her mind was filled with information on how to please her husband on their wedding night. In her last days at home, her father was kinder to You, her brothers made a point of always being by her side and her mother started sleeping in her bed. The people were told how the young princess's action of giving herself to the unknown would save everyone and they praised her as a Goddess.

The courted followed to the beach where two enigmatic figures waited for You. You turned back looking one last time at your family, at your nation. It was not considered an auspicious act for a bride in procession to look back, but at that moment no one seemed to care about breaking traditions. You needed to see them one last time before you left forever.

His mother didn't shed a single tear when her gaze met hers; She knew that if she did, you would cry too, she needed to be strong for you. Her father had a firm look, but with a touch of affection underneath, as if saying sorry. And her brothers, her lovely brothers, waved their little arms and kissed her goodbye.

“It’s time, princess.” Said the Elder.

One last look was made before you turned and went towards the people waiting for you. As you approached those two figures, they began to take shape. A woman, an inch shorter than You, had blue skin and a strange brace that covered her shoulders, neck, nose and mouth. Her small body was covered by a red dress with details worked in black. The man was big, tall and muscular, also blue-skinned with the same braces as the girl. In his muscular hand he held a device similar to the one in his nose and mouth.

When You approached they made a kind of bow. Out of respect, You repeated the gesture, which seemed right, as they made satisfied expressions. The blue man approached You with that strange device in his hand.

“Do you want me to put it on?” You asked. The man didn't seem to understand what you were saying, he just tilted his head to the left side; similar to the gesture his father's hunting dogs made.

He took a few steps until he was too close to You. The device was placed on his face, covering his nose and mouth, the last thing You saw was the man's arms supporting his body before he fell into the sand.

#namor x reader #black panther #namor of talokan #namor x you #talokan #namor x y/n #wakanda forever #namor smut #namor the sub mariner #namor #tenoch huerta #namor x black reader #jose tenoch huerta mejia

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venting402 · 1 year

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Tenoch in Escobar: Paradise Lost

#it’s a good film #don’t expect him to be in it long btw #if I had a nickel every time a tenoch character was fucked up by a cartel I would have 2 nickels #I wanted to watch it when I was big on josh huterson so I’m glad I finally watched it #tenoch huerta #tenoch huerta mejía #tenoch huerta mejia #jose tenoch huerta mejia

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laninasinamor · 1 year

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Tenoch supporting the Purépecha (his grandmother’s culture)🤎

he continues to share indigineity with the world, yessir one of the main reasons i love this man🤎 he’s paying respect to his antepasados! to his grandparents! to his culture 🇲🇽🇲🇽 true mexican power!

ORGULLO PRIETO ✊🏾👏🏾👏🏾 TO ALL MY BROWN PPL 🫱🏾‍🫲🏿🫱🏾‍🫲🏿

#tenoch huerta #jose tenoch huerta mejia #tenoch huerta mejia #namor #talokan #purepecha #orgullo prieto #morenos unite #👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾#proud to be mexicana 🇲🇽🇲🇽

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xblackreader · 1 year

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My man.My man.My man.

I have some disgusting shit I wanna say.

Get ready.

For real.

Don’t read if you ain’t ready for some shit.

Alright

I warned you.

I want him to pin me to a wall and put his tongue down my throat, with his hand around my neck. I want him to touch any part of me he wants as rough or soft as he wants. I want him lips on my tits. I want his hands squeezing my ass and I want his mouth French kissing my ass and pussy. Just stuck his entire tongue in me. I know he likes it he’s a freak like that. I want him to let me ride him until I give his lap a golden shower, I want him to get me naked and cover us both in coconut oil then fuck me like an animal until people think the clapping in the room is a live studio audience. I want to suck his balls empty and put my finger in the stink so his knees shake. I want to ride his face until the beard he’s growing is fully grey.

#jose tenoch huerta mejia #tenoch whoretas #tenoch huerta #tenoch huerta namor #namor #tenoch #tenoch huerta mejia #latin man #beautiful beautiful boy #i am in love #black women #x black reader #black panther #marvel #black panther wakanda forever

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observers-journal · 5 months

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Sons of monarchs -BTS

All thanks to @becaroz 's Twitter post which led me down the rabbithole to my favorite scientist ♥️

Each and every one of these pictures is a beautiful still in itself.

The 4th one is the absolute best, so warm 😍and I'm not even getting started about the curls and the tan in the second one.

@talokanda-forever @cutelatinagirl @4dogmom @cantstayawaycani @scoobydooisadetective @luzsp9-1981 @sarahivi @love-too-believe @too-many-atoms @teeunderscorebee @neoboha @caty35 @aolechan @popsworth @julyzaa @jhalin10 @soledadmiranda @v4mpires0ap @aamon47 @listunita @maruor7

#tenoch huerta #tenoch huerta mejia #jose tenoch huerta mejia #mendel #sons of monarchs #hijos de monarcas #behind the scenes

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talokanda-forever · 4 months

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THIS IS SOOOOOOO WONDERFUL!!! 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽

Ugh! Wish I lived closer to Austin.

@observers-journal @cantstayawaycani @cutelatinagirl @scoobydooisadetective @sarahivi @aolechan @too-many-atoms @soledadmiranda @artintel001 @v4mpires0ap @4dogmom @tenochstanaccount @love-too-believe @brandi97 @listunita @fantoche72

#this is the kind of appearance i've been waiting to see #tenoch huerta #tenoch huerta mejia #jose tenoch huerta mejia

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namorslutfanfiction · 1 year

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Tenoch realizes you have a praise kink and has too much fun using it against you.

Is this about me? lmao thanks nonnie

Summary: It was the way you froze when he casually said 'atta girl' during a stunt rehearsal that gave you away. Now Tenoch new your weakness and he wanted to see how far he could take it.

Fluff, sexy, and semi-smutty.

"Atta girl," Tenoch said as you finally landed the kick at the right time. He noticed you stiffen for a moment then continue making your way to the bench where your water was sitting.

"I told you I would figure it out eventually," You shot at him as you took a swig from your water bottle. You and Tenoch were in stunt rehearsal for some fight scenes you had together. There was a tricky move in the first scene that had taken you over an hour to finally get right.

"We still have 3 more to mark and practice. Remember what Damian said about practicing while he was gone," Tenoch reminded you. Damian was your fight choreographer who was out on some family emergency. He wanted the two of you to keep practicing the complicated hand to hand combat scenes while he was away. Tenoch had been a complete tyrant over it, wanting to make it all perfect before Damian returned. Tenoch was realizing that positive reinforcement seemed to work better than cracking the whip on you.

"I don't think Damian would appreciate you working me to the bone," You replied as you tossed your shirt off, leaving you in a sports bra and bike shorts. You made your way back to the center of the mats and started to mark your steps for the next fight.

Tenoch walked up to you and fondly grabbed you by the nape of your neck, squeezing it affectionately as he joined you, "He would appreciate how good of a job you are doing. Remember when we first started and you kept losing your balance. What you've done is impressive."

You felt your skin heat up at the compliments but ignored it, "Let's just keep going ok?"

Tenoch raised his hands in a sign of defeat after you roughly shrugged him off. "I really mean it though, I am proud of you."

You took a deep breath and rubbed your nose bridge in exasperation. Tenoch found it amusing but called for you to start the next set of moves. As you continued practicing Tenoch made a conscious effort to continue to compliment you as it seemed to really drive you to do better.

In reality you were trying to keep your cool. You were hyper focused on the movements and ignoring the way that Tenoch kept telling you how proud he was of you and how impressed he was by your improvement. It was making you unbelievably frustrated. There was a constant flush under your skin and you were fighting the desire to rub your legs together.

With all your strength you flipped Tenoch onto the mats. Out of breath you looked down at the man who had the wind knocked out of him. Once he collected himself he let out a laugh and smiled up at you. "Wow, y/n! That's my girl, I didn't think you were going to get it that fast."

You suppressed the noise that almost came out of your mouth and offered him your hand so he could get back on his feet. He patted your head and continued his excited laugh, "You're really amazing you know."

Tenoch was surprised when you pulled away and determinedly walked towards your water bottle again. "Are you okay? You seem kind of frustrated."

"I'm fine. Let's just move on alright," You shook out your arms and stretched a little in place.

Tenoch didn't like that you seemed so closed off, especially since you both were getting so physical so he pulled you down to sit on the bench with him. "What's on your mind?"

"Nothing," You replied trying not to let any part of you touch the actor.

"Why are you sitting like that? Relax I'm not going to hit you," Tenoch said, pulling you into his side with an arm around your shoulders. He shook you lightly, "You know I love how fast you're getting this considering how nervous you were before. You're going to look amazing once we start filming."

You looked away, trying not to let the tingles on the side of your body that was touching his overwhelm you. You coughed to try and cover the stuttering in your voice, "Y-yeah, it will be great. Can we start on the next scene now?"

You deftly pulled yourself away from his grasp and made it to the center of the mat again. Tenoch took a minute to watch you, contemplating how warm you had felt against him and how you kept looking away from his gaze. You were normally very confident about eye contact and would joke with him whenever you trained. When he had been harsher you had seemed to relish talking back to him. Something was different and Tenoch had a sneaking suspicion he knew what it was.

"Y/N, is that a new sports bra and leggings set? I don't think I've ever seen you wear them?" Tenoch asked, staring at you from his seat on the bench.

The question caught you off guard, "Uh yeah, I got it last week."

Tenoch stood and smiled as he approached you. He looked you up and down before looking you straight in the eye, "You wear them really well. If I'm completely honest, your ass looks amazing."

Whatever reaction you had was strangled in your throat by sheer will power. You covered your mouth and turned away. You felt Tenoch approach your back, "While I like the view, can you turn around for me?"

His tone of voice had changed to amusement and something darker. You turned around, not meeting his eye. Tenoch was positive he knew why you were shy all of a sudden. He tilted your chin so you would look at him, "That's a good girl. You listen really well. I'm proud of you."

"Fuck," you practically whimpered before you bolted out of the training room. You could feel your leggings become uncomfortably wet between your legs.

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Tenoch felt a little bad for messing with you the day before but he also found your little fetish enticing. You were so in control and dominant normally that finding out that you had a praise kink, of all things, was a turn on.

When he walked into the training room he found you stretching in the middle of the mats. You nodded at him as he entered and dropped off his things at the bench against the wall. He joined you on the mat and got down to the floor to stretch out like you.

"Good morning, y/n," Tenoch greeted you hesitantly. He knew he probably crossed some sort of line yesterday, "You look well rested."

You glanced at him quickly and looked away, "Thanks."

"We can cover the next few fights today and we should be ready for when Damian comes back," Tenoch said as the two of your continued stretching. Suddenly he felt his hamstring tighten into a cramp, "Puta madre!"

As his muscles seized in a painful cramp you moved towards him and pulled his shoe off. You knelt down and lifted his leg up and bent his toes towards his knees while you massaged his calf.

The actor continued to curse under his breath until he felt his muscle start to loosen. You sat back on your legs and kept his calf on your lap while you continued to move his foot and knead his muscle. Tenoch had his arm covering his face as you helped him through the spasm.

"Mmm, fuck that feels good," Tenoch groaned. You paused your movements which caused him to protest, "Wait, don't stop yet, please. You're really good at that."

You were heating up again but continued to knead his calf, running your hands up and down his bare leg. Tenoch took his arm off his face and sat up on his elbows, watching you as you focused on his leg. He realized that your hair wasn't in its usually tied back style. "You look gorgeous with your hair untied like that."

You looked up and met Tenoch's gaze then shoved his leg off your lap roughly. You stood up, "Get up, you baby. We need to practice."

"Hey, you don't have to be so rough," Tenoch scowled half-heartedly as he slowly stood up, still feeling a twinge in his calf.

You ignored his pleas to take it easy as you ran through the fights. Hours were spent honing your skills. Tenoch found himself distracted by how much you improved with your obvious frustration at him. This excited him as he had to catch up to your speed and precision.

By the time you finished sparring and marking your moves for the fights you were both sweaty and exhausted, but successful. You chugged some water. "That actually ended up being easier once we go the timing right."

Tenoch nodded as he took a large drink of water. "Yea once we figured out the beats to the close combat parts it wasn't that hard to get the rest."

You were seated on the bench while he stood next to you looking at his beard in the mirrors on the wall. You had a towel hanging on one shoulder after you had wiped your sweat. You looked up at the tall actor from your seated position, "What no compliments now?"

Tenoch looked down at you and raised an eyebrow. He leaned his arm on the mirror above you and leaned down, "You want to know what compliments I have for you now? What if you get mad again?"

"I wasn't mad," you mumbled.

"Then why did you run off yesterday?" He asked, a teasing smile on your face.

"Why were you complimenting me so much yesterday?" You challenged, not wanting to admit out loud what you felt.

"Like how good I think you look when you're looking up from below me like a good girl?" Tenoch said in a low voice, leaning down over you.

You went silent at his words, your skin grew hot. You bit your lip and let out a huff.

"Now don't do that," Tenoch reached forward, cupped your cheek and used his thumb to ever so slightly pull your bottom lip from your teeth. "Your lips do look sexy all bitten and wet like that."

"Tenoch," You whispered as his thumb gently rubbed your lip. You swallowed deeply.

"Hmm," Tenoch replied still focusing on your lip.

You were heady with arousal now, unable to deny the effect his words had on you. You wanted to hear more, "Tenoch, did I do good today?"

He smiled down at you, and met your eyes, "You were amazing. And you looked so good getting all sweaty and breathy for me."

Unconsciously you rubbed your thighs together. It caught Tenoch's eye and he glanced at your lap. He crouched down and put his palm on your thigh, rubbing it firmly. Now that he was closer to your eye level, he leaned in, "You like being such a good girl for me, don't you?"

"Yes," Your reply was breathy.

"And you'll keep being a good girl for me every time we train, because you want me to be proud of you," He purred against your lips. You wanted to kiss him but knew you had to wait. You nodded, letting a soft moan escape your lips.

"You sound so cute when you're needy," Tenoch smiled then pecked your lips. You groaned in frustration when his lips did not linger, "Tomorrow. I want to see how long you hold out. I want to see how long you can be a good girl for me and wait for me. You can do that, right?"

Tenoch was standing again, his hand grabbed your chin to make sure you were looking at him, "If you're good, I'll reward you."

"Yes, sir," You replied automatically,

Tenoch chuckled as he leaned down and kissed one cheek and then the other, "Don't call me that. Say my name,"

"Yes, Tenoch," You replied, fighting the urge to pull him down for a kiss.

"You've been so good for me. I know you want me to touch you, right?" Tenoch asked, letting go of your chin and moving so that he was standing in front of you. You could see his hard on in his gym shorts. Your rubbed your legs together again.

He took one of your hands and rubbed the back of it against his crotch then let you palm him. When you tried to do more he stopped you. "Now you know how big it is, what it feels like in your hand. Remember that and think about it tonight when you touch yourself."

"Tenoch," You looked up, surprised at his command. He silenced you with a finger on your lip. You opened your mouth and touched it with your tongue. He was struggling too, you could tell by his breathing and the darkness of his eyes.

"Tonight, you'll use that hand and get yourself off thinking about me. Then, I want you to be a good girl and send me a picture of your wet hand after you cum. Do you understand?" Tenoch didn't break your gaze.

"Yes, Tenoch," You knew your leggings had to be ruined at this point.

He smiled down at you with a hungry look in his eyes, then he turned away and picked up his water bottle and jacket. Then he looked at you one more time, "I like how you look when you're imagining me ruining you."

Then he walked out, not caring that he had an obvious raging hard on or that he left his costar a wet mess on the bench. When you had finally calmed down, which felt like an eternity later, you were hot and very bothered. You made your way home, going over the last two days in your head. How far was he going to take this? How far were you going to let him?

Late into the night you sent Tenoch a picture of what he wanted.

TH: Good girl. Where are you?

Y/N: Home?

TH: The apartment?

Y/N: Yes, Tenoch.

TH: Be a good girl and get ready for me. I'm coming over.

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SO there we go.

Comments, reactions, and reviews, are encouraged,

#tenoch huerta #tenoch huerta x reader #tenoch huerta fanfic #tenoch x reader #tenoch huerta mejia #namor #namorslutfanfiction #jose tenoch huerta mejia

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