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avenitacaliente · 1 year

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Tenoch Huerta and the racism in Mexico that he wants to be known about: a little bit of "Orgullo Prieto"

Photo taken for EL PAÍS, 09.07.22

For a few weeks Tenoch Huerta has been a trend on different social networks (which makes me proud, certainly. Hollywood finally makes the right people famous 👏) thanks to his portrayal of Namor in "Black Panther: Wakanda Forever" (I already read all your fics, they're amazing by the way).

But today I want to talk about something else, beyond his sexy back, his great performance as Namor and his countless and exotic sexual fetishes: his first book, in which he exposes, without stuttering, racism in Mexico: "Orgullo Prieto".

For those who don't know, Tenoch is an actor who for some time has turned his privileged speaker into a continuous platform against racism in Mexico.

This year, a few months before the premiere of his most recent film, Tenoch gave us this beauty, where, based on reflections, anecdotes, questions, concepts and ideas, he covers this topic, in an attempt to answer the question: of what we talk when we talk about...?

I had the opportunity to read a little of this book, which from the first page captivated me. You may not believe me, but throughout the entire reading I was smiling. Not because Tenoch was telling a story that made me happy or saying something funny, but because every word this man wrote, every word from which I learned something new. It left me floored. As part of Mexican society, reading this book (even if it was only a small part of it) made me realize the impact that racism had and has on my life and those around me. It made me question the origin of every decision I've made in the past and many of them come from the same root: racism, which without realizing it, was instilled in me since I was a child.

Leaving my sentimental speech behind, I would like to share with you small parts of—what I read from—this book, phrases and stories that made me think, get out of my comfort zone and say: "Verga, estamos bien jodidotes".

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"racism exists in everything: in every governmental, social, private, cultural institution and even in language. If we are part of this society and participate in all of the above, without needing to be violent or actively aggressor , whether we want to realize it or not, we are all racists. You and me too. Why? Because we were trained in it and it conditioned us, and because we ignore it for centuries so as not to speak openly and on a daily basis about the subject."

"It was too tired and painful. (He was talking about his attempt to belong to the whiteness) That attempt to assimilate me, to mix myself, cost me a lot. Little by little I came back to myself, but there is something I still can not recover from: I lost my linguistic identity, and I think forever. I stopped sounding like myself, like I sounded all my life. I stopped sounding like my childhood, like my friends, like my family. Years after having lost or forgotten this part of my identity, I took a voice workshop where the teacher said: "The eyes are the mirror of the soul, but the voice is the mirror of intimacy". I had lost it: I had lost myself. I was adrift for a few years and made a number of stupid things that separated me from my true and original being."

"I remember when, as a child, a teacher asked me if my parents weren't ashamed for giving me a dog's name. She was Mexican, brown like me, and part of the same population group. Without knowing it, with that question, she was denying our roots, our identity. She did it because she surely grew up hearing (also at school, the same from monographs or history books full of Europhile biases) that our ancestors were savages and that Europeans were an "advanced" civilization, just because they were cool, because they were splendid, They came to save us from an almost animal life. We must thank them for our "humanization" or something like that. Was it really like that? Were the Mesoamerican peoples the true savages?"

"I remember one of my girlfriends, brown girl, who always sought shade or avoided sunbathing at all costs because "it burned her face". She didn't say it because she was worried about getting skin cancer, but because she didn't want it to darken. She even told me that it was to avoid stains. She searched for all possible euphemisms to turn around the real reason: not to get "more dark". It is clear to me that she, like others, surely grew up hearing that the ideal way to be beautiful was to aspire to be white and that if you are dark, you have to avoid being even more so. They are aggressions that mark us."

"What happens then with those who deny racism in their country? Being racist is a "bad" thing. So, first: no one comes off as racist because no one wants to be the bad guy. Second: since they do not see themselves in that situation, riding a horse burning crosses, it means that they are not racist. It would be like saying that men who commit gender violence are only those who have reached the point of beating or murdering a woman. Seen like this, if I don't wear the cone, I'm not a racist. Mistake."

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g4yforethan · 8 months

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pairing: namor x male!reader

summary: reader goes for a swim and wakes up in namors throne

warnings: cursing, kissing

a/n: sorry for being inactive recently school sucks also might make this into multiple parts but idk yet !

it was a clear day. temperatures had risen up to 100 degrees and there was no a/c in your house. luckily for you, the beach was a 5 minute walk so you decided to go in for an afternoon swim. you told your family goodbye and headed down to the beach. you took your shirt and shoes off and ran straight into the ocean. after a few minutes of swimming, you started to swim further away from shore. by this point, you couldn't feel the sand anymore and started to feel the water at your neck. "fuck-fuck- HELP!" you screamed for help but there was no one around. you screamed and started to lose consciousness when you felt something grab your foot and drag you underneath.

you woke up in a room. it wasn't a hospital room. a lady enters and offers you food. she was blue. her entire body was blue. you thought you were dead when all of a sudden you hear a voice. "he's up already? thought he would be knocked out for a couple more hours at least." a man enters the room. he had wings on his ankles and had a toned and muscular build. he sits across from you and and starts to admire you. "who are you? am i dead?" he laughs at your response while you were confused. "no not at all. see i heard a scream coming from above and went to rescue whoever it was. my name is kukulkan but others call me namor." you still were confused on where you were or what powers he possessed.

"and so you're like a superhero? like an avenger?" he was confused by what you said and got up and sat next to you. "i'm not whatever you just called me. i'm a mutant. a being from millions of years ago. my people stay here because water is what they breathe but for me i can breathe both air and water." you had put the pieces together. growing up, you heard about a legend of a man who lives in the water waiting to attack one who crosses his path. now he was sitting next to you. "so what do you want? are you gonna kill me? kidnap me?" he put his hand on your shoulder. "my love i'm not gonna do anything to harm you."

you looked in his eyes and felt what he felt. he was in love. love at first sight if you will. he gets closer to you and pulls in for a kiss. your lips meet as he puts his hands on your hair as yours touch his broad shoulders. “wow. you’re a really good kisser for being an ancient being.” he laughed and kissed you again. “my love there’s more where that came from.” you blushed and kissed his lips. soon as things started to get racy, a guard enters the room. you look up and see her as namor was on top of you. she notes this and immediately exits the room.

his hands touch your waist and his lips leave marks on your neck. you moan in pleasure. he pauses to catch his breath. “amor i never asked you your name.” “oh um it’s y/n.” “y/n? that’s a beautiful name my love.” he kisses you again and again. the sun began to set as it started to turn dark. “um i think i should head home now. my parents are probably really worried.” he looked at you in disappointment. “will you come back my love?” “yes of course. i just- i need time to think about what the fuck is going on okay?” he laughed and agreed. he took you home and gave you a kiss goodbye. you watched as he entered the water and disappeared.

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amhrosina · 1 year

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If you don't mind me being a little nasty. *clears throat*

I feel in the deepest parts of my vagina that Namor would be that type of man that would grind his cock into you.

Like he would bearly leave your pussy while he fucks you. He would grind sinfully and roughly hold you down so you can do nothing but take his deep penetration.

And last but not least he would do it in the missionary position so he can watch as your eyes roll back as he drags his cock against your walls

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BESTIE!!!!! YES!!!!!!! (*for the record, i don't mind anyone being a little nasty in my asks when it comes to things like this lol*)

So like, we all know Namor has likely had a string of lowkey lovers over the years, right???

And being absolutely astronomically for real, the rumors about him being SO good in bed are absolutely true ANYWAYS

I feel like Namor has always insisted on taking his various lovers from behind?? Like it subtly puts some emotional distance between him and whoever he has in his bed.

And he has a strict 'no kissing' rule. He has centuries of mistrust, walls, and rage built up - these boundaries are a way for him to stay in control of this situation!

And then he met you and that all flew right out the window.

The first time he takes you to bed, he doesn't even realize he has you panting and moaning on your BACK until you arch into his touch and it almost sends him over the edge.

He decides he doesn't care about following his rules anymore when you look that stunning cumming around him.

And shit, when he finally ruts into you so deeply that his entire world shifts, it's like having a taste of the forbidden fruit.

He will literally leave important meetings just to find you and fuck you against whatever surface is closest.

He's never been so ravenous for someone before. And he always fucks you in missionary because he loves to watch you squirm underneath him.

The easy access to your sinful lips is also a perk.

When he's feeling particularly mischievous, he'll tease you by nipping at your jaw, pressing kisses to your collarbones, and whispering the dirtiest things he can come up with into your ear, all while fucking you hard into the mattress.

Watching you uncomfortably shift in your seat after he spent half the night fucking you on every surface imaginable is his favorite way to spend breakfast, though he's been known to lay you down on the literal breakfast table and take you right then and there if he thinks you didn't find enough pleasure the night before.

Namor is a self indulgent lover, but he never fails to make you cum multiple times before letting himself climax.

Don't even get me started on how feral he gets when you ask him to taste you!!!!! That man is 500 years old!!!! He knows how to eat pussy!!!!!!

This was so much longer than I was expecting??? Anyways, Namor makes me absolutely feral (as do most of the men I write about), so everyone can feel free to send me more of these lol

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namorslutfanfiction · 1 year

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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 !

I love it, thank you.

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.

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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

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imthataliensuperstar · 1 year

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i want tenoch huerta SLUT ME OUT with his large brain, i’m not just attracted to him bc he’s tall, dark, handsome and fine as FUCK!!! , i’m really attracted to his MIND, how he’s so real, deeply passionate and honest about his activism

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imaginesbymonika · 1 year

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About you

Masterlist | the big one

Inspired by "About you" by the 1975. You and Tenoch used to date and you simply can't shake the feeling that you are still in love with him. You wonder if he still thinks about you, because you do all the time.

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Finale

special chapter

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ransprang · 1 year

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Tenoch Huerta x Fem! Reader: meeting your parents

You and Tenoch had been dating for several years now, and it was finally time for him to meet your parents. You and him definitely had a language barrier but both of you communicated well, and his English wasn’t too bad. You were also learning Spanish to understand the words Tenoch didn’t know in English. But you were afraid that your parents wouldn’t have the same rapport with him.

You arranged a dinner with your family. Before going Tenoch was visibly nervous, he looked at you and spoke in his thick accent, “y/n I do not know if I can do this… what if you parents hate me?” You kept a firm hand on his shoulder “they will not, you’re the kindest, sweetest and the most handsome man I’ve met”. He smiled at your reassurance and kissed your forehead.

The two of you arrived to the reserved Mexican restaurant with your parents already waiting. When they first laid their eyes upon him, there was a glint of approval just by how smart and handsome he looked in a formal white shirt and black pants. “Hello Mr and Mrs l/n I am Jose Tenoch Huerta. I work in the entertainment industry”. Your parents shot each other a look at his heavy accent and broken sentence. You smiled and held his hand sitting down next to each other.

after introductions everything went well but your parents had their doubts, after all they were giving away their daughter to him. The time to order dinner finally arrived, your sheltered parents didn’t quite understand what they should eat. The only exposure to Mexican cuisine they had was Taco Bell, with their stomach wrenching diarrhea inducing tacos. When Tenoch decided to get tacos at the table your parents shot a disgusted look you direction.

You immediately jumped to Tenoch’s rescue, “mom dad, he makes really good tacos at home! Let’s trust him for the dinner order”. Tenoch smiled and continued ordering food for everyone. When the dinner arrived, to your parent’s surprise it was soft shell tacos, they hadn’t had that before, definitely not at taco bell.

Tenoch had lines of worry on his forehead as your parents fumbled around with the tacos. They looked afraid to mess up and very uncomfortable. He took charge “okay how about I demonstrate how to eat.” He beamed with a smile and began folding his taco like a mini burrito then took a bite, you giggled and followed. You both seemed so much in love that your parents discomfort seemed to disappear. They too tried following his actions and managed to get a big bite out of their food.

Everybody on the table was finally enjoying themselves and your parents were realising that the synergy between you and Tenoch was deep and adorable. Your father began asking him questions about his lifestyle and family, he shared so much more about the Mexican culture. The table was chatty and you finally felt at ease looking at him laugh his heart out. Tenoch was finally a part of your family and you knew everyone loved him because of the person he is.

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tenochconamor · 1 year

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Tenoch Huerta and Letitia Wright hugging on the set of Black Panther Wakanda Forever. It's cute that she went on her tip toes. Tenoch gives the best hugs.

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namorslutfanfiction · 1 year

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You and Tenoch get stuck in an elevator together. Make it kind of fun and fluffy please.

TBH this is adorable.

Summary: You've only been Tenoch's personal assistant for a year. You recently got dumped and now you're stuck in an Elevator with him and things are getting cozy.

Turned into a little hurt/comfort with a splash of fluff

You held the doors of the elevator open while Tenoch said his last farewells to the production staff. The interview had gone well but had run over time a little and you were eager to move to the next location. Once Tenoch finally walked into the elevator and the doors closed, you took a long breath. Just one more interview for the day and then you could go home and wallow the way you wanted to. Tenoch glanced at you thoughtfully, looking you up and down but you didn't notice.

You shot off a text to his manager who had gone on ahead to prep the next interview. You were never one to complain about the long hours or busy schedule of the rising international star but today had been dragging. You let out a sigh of relief as you leaned up against the back wall of the elevator, letting your head lean back as you closed your eyes.

"If you keep sighing like that a demon will possess you," Tenoch joked, bringing up an old superstition you had heard before. He was standing nearly shoulder to shoulder to you, a habit of his that you had noticed when you first met him. "You've been very quiet recently, y/n."

"Life's been kind of crazy recently, Tenoch," You replied without opening your eyes. You could feel his eyes boring into you but you ignored it. As if on cue the elevator shook and stalled, the light above the floor buttons started to flash. You shared a look with Tenoch as he pushed the emergency button.

"Hello Elevator 4. We have received an alert that the elevator emergency stop was activated. How many patrons are inside?" Came a voice through the speaker.

"There are only two of us, me and my assistant. Did something happen?" Tenoch replied, worry tinging his voice.

"It seems that a failsafe was activated. Our apologies, but it may take awhile to free you. We have to contact the elevator manufacturer to release the failsafe. Just sit tight, you are safe, just stuck," the voice replied calmly before going silent.

"Honestly, fuck today," you groan in frustration before sinking down onto the floor, head in your hands. Your phone was pinging with notifications.

"What's bothering you so much, muchacha?" Tenoch asked with a raised eyebrow. He took off his blazer and hung it on one of the railings before sitting down next to you. Your eyes were still closed so you didn't see the concern in his eyes or how he almost reached out to touch your face but pulled his hand away.

"You are far too calm for this, you know that?" You checked your phone, making sure to send a text to the manager to update her on the situation.

You felt Tenoch lean his arm against yours, "There's nothing I can do but be calm. They said they would be sending help so we just have to wait. I wasn't really in the mood to do that interview anyway."

"Tenoch, this could take hours. The last time I heard about an elevator breakdown, people were stuck for 3 hours," you tried to explain to him the gravity of the situation but he just shrugged his shoulders. He loosened his tie and rolled up his sleeves. As always the actor looked damn good in a suit but you knew he wasn't the most comfortable in them.

"Well it's good that I'm stuck in here with this chiquita bonita and not my manager then, isn't it?" Tenoch teased you. He was always throwing you compliments ever since he found out how easily they made you blush.

"Oh shut up. I'm really not in the mood to deal with your silliness," you shut him down.

Tenoch wasn't deterred, "Are you going to tell me what's actually bothering you? You've been acting very closed off for the past few days. You didn't even ask me what I wanted for lunch and forgot to get my extra avocado."

You glanced over at the actor trying to ignore the part of you that thought his pouting was cute. You mumbled a reply before turning away.

"What was that?" Tenoch asked, leaning in.

"He dumped me," you answered.

"What? Aye cabrón. He dumped you? After all the things you've done for him, y/n?" Tenoch was angry on your behalf but you could feel the tears starting up behind you eyes.

"Yes, after everything that ass told me that I was doing too much," you looked up at the ceiling trying to hold back your tears.

You felt Tenoch put his arm around your shoulders and pull you into his side, "Aye, mi amiga. Don't cry."

"I'm not crying over that bastard," You replied as you stubbornly rubbed at your eyes, "I deserve better than that asshat."

Tenoch chuckled softly as he rubbed your arm, still holding you close to his side, "That's my girl. He never deserved you. I told you that before, remember?"

You leaned your head onto his shoulder and sighed again, "yes, I remember. I just thought he would wake up and see me, all of me. But he just didn't care."

"I'm going to sound very old right now, but I do know this from experience. Men will tell you what they are like from the beginning. You can't change them only they can change themselves. I'm not proud of some of the things I did in the past, or some of my old relationships. But I didn't change until I chose to. It's not your fault that he couldn't see how amazing you are, y/n." Tenoch said sincerely.

"Thank you," you felt your heart flutter at his kind words. You both sat there like that for awhile, his arm around you and you leaning into him. He continued to rub your arm in a comforting manner.

Tenoch reached over and took your hand that was closest to him. His tanned hand engulfed your smaller hand as he slowly took a ring off your middle finger. You suppress the tingle that emanated from where he touched your skin. He lifted the ring up to his eye level and examined it for a moment, "He gave you this right?"

You sat up and looked at Tenoch as he fingered the ring thoughtfully, "Yes. I just got so used to wearing it I didn't think about taking it off. It feels weird not having a ring there."

You looked down at your hand, flexing your fingers. You had worn that promise ring religiously for almost two years. Seeing your bare finger reminded you that the man you loved didn't love you anymore. Before you could start tearing up you heard the noise of metal hitting metal and the tinkle of the ring hitting the floor and rolling to a stop. Tenoch had thrown your ring across the elevator like it was a piece of trash. Caught off guard you stared at where the ring landed, debating whether you wanted to pick it up again or not.

Then you felt his fingers under your chin, gently nudging you to look back to him. Tenoch looked you in the eye as he moved his thumb to wipe away the tear that had escaped from the corner of your eye. "You just said you weren't going to cry over him."

You could only nod, feeling like you couldn't move while under his intense gaze. Tenoch pulled you back into his side, hugging you closer. So close you were nearly across his lap. Your tears ceased completely as a blush rose up your neck to your cheeks. You felt his lips graze your temple in a chaste kiss, making your heart skip a beat. Tenoch had always been affectionate with you but this felt different.

"Does it really bother you that your finger is empty of that ring?" Tenoch asked softly. His mouth was practically kissing your outer ear, you were so close to him.

You stuttered your response, "I-I just have to get used to the feeling."

A hum of acknowledgement from the actor preceded him moving his hands around you and pulling off the pinky ring he had on. His hands found your own again and you watched as he nimbly slipped his ring onto your middle finger.

Realizing what he was doing you tried to swat his hands away, "Tenoch, I can't! That's yours."

"Aye que bonita," Tenoch said looking down at the plain gold band around your finger.

"Tenoch, you really don't have to give this to me," you tried to pull your hand away from his but he just laughed.

"I'm not giving it to you," he said bluntly, a smile still on his face as he looked into your eyes.

"Then what are you doing?" You asked, completely confused, forgetting to continue to struggle and instead sitting still next to him.

"I'm loaning it to you. Until you can replace it with a ring from a better man or until I decide to get you your own," he was smiling as he brought your hand up so you both could look at the ring between you.

You paused than smacked his shoulder, "You're such a fucking tease. No wonder you have two baby mamas."

Tenoch caught your hand as you went to smack him for a second time. His laughter burst out and so did yours as you both wrestled for a moment. Finally, regaining control of your own limbs, you sat back against the wall and so did Tenoch. Still close enough that your sides were flush against each other.

"How long has it been?" You asked

You felt Tenoch next to you look at his watch, "Half an hour."

You let out a defeated but amused chuckle, "Fuck me."

"Don't tempt me," Tenoch replied without skipping a beat.

"Such a way with words," you mocked him good naturedly, not minding the impropriety.

It was Tenoch's turn to lean his head on your shoulder, "Aye, y/n, you really don't see me as a man do you?"

"I just got dumped, Tenoch, let a girl wallow before she swallows another dick," you chastised him.

"Now whose the one teasing?" Tenoch nudged you, chuckling to himself. You both sank into a comfortable silence, deep in thought.

"Thank you, Tenoch. For being nice to me even though I let my break up affect my work," you broke the silence, taking his hand.

He squeezed your hand back before looking over at you, "it's life hermosa. Just don't forget my extra avocado next time."

Two hours passed and Tenoch sighed into your hair, pulling you practically on top of him. He had always been the touchy-feely type but there was something about this that felt more intimate. After the break up almost a week ago, you were ashamed to admit that being held so close was something you missed and welcomed.

"You smell good," he mumbled into your hair. A blush was once again invading your face as you felt his firm chest and the cording of his toned arms around you.

"I would hope so, this is that perfume you got me for my birthday," You let yourself sink into his embrace, taking comfort while you still could. It didn't escape you that the more time that passed the closer you were getting to being rescued. Which meant that these intimate moments with Tenoch would soon turn into memories. Your infatuation for him had been hidden the whole time you worked for him. Complete professionalism was your specialty, but it was waning.

"It smells better on you than it did in the store," Tenoch mumbled again as he took another breath in your hair.

You pulled away slightly, "Wait, you actually went to the store yourself to buy my birthday present?"

"Of course I did," Tenoch replied

"I thought you would have just asked your manager to buy it or sent an errand runner," You said as you sat more solidly on the ground.

"Now that would have been insincere. Plus, I had heard you talking about that lotion you loved that was discontinued so I looked up similar scents. This was the best one so I bought it," Tenoch said nonchalantly.

"You're amazing," you blurted out. The blush that had been developing, fully engulfed your face.

He smiled widely and leaned closer to you, "And you're beautiful."

You smacked him again but he caught your wrist and pulled you into him. There was a shift in the air as he leaned his head closer, so close you could see his eye lashes. His eyes flicked between meeting yours and looking at your lips. The breath left your lungs as your heart thrashed in anticipation.

When he spoke his lips grazed the air between you, "Buying your gift personally is what you deserved. Don't ever forget that a man should spoil you and remember the things you like. A real man would never dump a woman who does those same things for him. Whether it's getting him the new shoes he wanted or making sure he gets extra avocado. You deserve love like that."

His pupils were dilated so wide his eyes were almost black and you were losing yourself in them. All you had to do was lean in, a centimeter maybe and you would be able to taste him.

BAM BAM BAM

You leapt apart as the elevator began moving and the emergency light came back on.

"Stay seated until the elevator comes to a stop. The doors will open momentarily and the fire department will want to check you both out. We appreciate your patience and understanding," The voice from the intercom informed you.

The moment was broken and Tenoch sat up and started rolling his sleeves down again. As he put his blazer back on the elevator stopped and the doors slowly opened. Tenoch got up first and turned to help you up. When you took his hand you glanced into his eyes again and saw that they had returned to normal. He gave you a soft smile as he dropped your hand and stepped out of the elevator where his manager was ready to fuss over him.

You stared at his back as you stepped off the elevator and were led to the side to be checked out by the fire department. You received a text shortly after that Tenoch was already heading back to his hotel with the manager and that a car was waiting for you outside.

You sighed as you walked out on your own and found the town car that was waiting for you. As you sat in the back seat you looked down at the ring on your middle finger and smiled softly to yourself.

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not sure if that's fluffy enough but i think it was cute.

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