FANGIRLING LIKE YOU WOULDNT BELIEVE
all it takes is a single spark
Chapter Eleven
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SUMMARY: A group of the Legends attend a Flyer Liars show together, Octavio and Natalie included.
RATING: T
SHIPS: Wattson and Octane
TAGS: alcohol, smoking, food mention, anxiety, fluff, angst, slow burn
around 14.9k words
A quiet lull was sitting over Natalieâs suite, the television on pause with a recap match playing and the sound of rain hitting against the window. Always a welcome pleasure by Natalie to see a calming rain, but it deterred some of the crowd from the event that day and made for a more relaxed schedule.
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A Very Good Morning (Wattane)
Octane and Wattson have a memorable morning together after a night of fun together.
Warnings: 18+
With a fluttering of delicate blonde lashes, Natalie awoke and glanced around the unfamiliar room as it came into focus. It took only a moment of comprehension before she realized where she wasâin Octavio's bedroom, his bed to be exact. A blush quickly rose to her cheeks as she glanced down at her state of undress, her body adorned with love marks from the night before. The culprit, of course, was Octavio, who was equally as naked as he slept next to her in bed.
Gently, so as not to disturb him, Natalie shifted to lay on her side, propping her head up in the palm of her hand to gaze at his dozing form. Always on the move, it was extremely rare to see Octavio looking quite so peaceful, and she considered herself lucky, special even, to be allowed this glimpse of him, a side that no one else was privy to seeing.
Natalie's admiring gaze roamed across Octavio's facial featuresâfrom his strong brows, to the scar present on his nose, to his high cheekbones and the sharp jawline that could cut glassâand who could forget those adorable ears? He was roguishly handsome, a fact Natalie realized from the very first moment she'd caught a glimpse of him without a mask. But once that previous curiosity about Octavio's face had been sated she had found herself wanting to see more of it. Since then, a year had passed with each day bringing Natalie and Octavio closer to one another, from acquaintances, to close friends, to this, a new development as of the night before, a release of months of tension that had been building between them.
Natalie's blue eyes continued their journey of the naked and sleeping daredevil, trailing from the freckles and moles on his strong neck, to the tattoo on his toned arm, to his prominent collarbone and lean chest, then down to those defined abs he loved showing off so muchâand rightfully so. From there her gaze fell to the alluring V at his hips, which led down to strong runner's thighs that framed a certain part of his anatomy she was now intimately familiar withâand left deliciously sore from. Not only was Octavio good at using it but he certainly wasn't compensating for anything with all of his stunts.
As Natalie continued gazing at him, her mind began to flow vividly with memories from the night before, and it wasn't long before she felt a hot flush course throughout her entire body. Squirming where she lay, she pressed her thighs tightly together, wanting nothing more than for Octavio to wake up and take her again.
The movement from her squirming though was enough to rouse him, and his hazel eyes flickered open to find one of the most beautiful and sexy sights imaginable staring back at him.
"Buenos dĂas, mi conejita," he spoke after a moment of watching her check him out, his voice raspy with sleep and much deeper than usual. "Like what you see, huh?" he asked cockily, that signature crooked, playful grin spreading across his lips.
Natalie immediately startled, embarrassed at being caught red-handed, her face cutely reddening the shade of a tomato as she looked away from him and reached for the bedsheets to pull over herself.
"I didn't know you were awake, Tavi..."
"Well, you woke me up, hermosa," Octavio replied, reaching over to slowly peel the sheet away from her body. It was like opening a Christmas present but oh so much better. "In more ways than one actually..." he added with a deep chuckle, dipping his head at the same time to place a trail of soft, teasing kisses, nips and licks against her neck that made her sigh with pleasure.
With his lips firmly planted against her neck, rough, battle-worn hands soon found Natalie's soft, creamy skin beneath the sheet. He gently tugged her into his lean frame until her ass was flush against his hips. Involuntarily he bucked his already aching hardness against her while his hands continued their journey across silky skin. Every inch of her was fair game as Octavio stroked over her breasts and nipples, stomach, and thighsâthen in between them where he found her soaking against his fingers.
"Fuck... you're already so wet for me, princesa," he remarked in amazement as he played with her.
"Mmm, Tavi..." Natalie gasped out, her breath hitching as she melted into all of his electrifying and addicting touches and kisses. The feeling of Octavio now so hard and strong against her only added to her desire, which was quickly overwhelming her, and she pressed insistently back against his rolling hips, causing him to moan against her skin in return. He needed to be inside of her, rĂĄpidamente!
"Octavio, please... je te veux tellement."" she begged, and that was all it took for him to swiftly grasp his length, guide it to her entrance, and thrust forwards to bury every inch of himself, to the hilt, in her tight, wet heat.
Both of them moaned out at the sensation, but savoring that feeling would have to come another time. The urge to move was too strong for Octavio and he soon started to thrust his hips against Natalie who was whining with every single one of his movements. But it wasn't enough. So he wrapped his arms around her middle and pulled her snug to his body, bending his leg for leverage as he started bucking his hips relentlessly, each pump driving his thick length deep inside of her again and again.
"Dios, princesa, I'm addicted to fucking you," he growled out against her neck as his lips, tongue and teeth sought out the skin thereâshe would definitely have to wear a scarf after all thisâ "you feel so fucking good, so tight..."
His words soon devolved into incoherent Spanish and grunts as Natalie cried out with every rough, quick pump of his hips and from the lewdness of his words. Her body was already so sensitive from the night before, she wasn't going to last very long.
"Tavi... mon amour, I-I'm going to..." her words broke off as she let out a moan, her back arching as Octavio continued to split her apart.
"SĂ, sĂ, princesa, come for me, I wanna hear you, bebĂ© ," he urged, reaching a hand down to toy with her sensitive button.
And that was all it took to send Natalie over the edge, as the dam broke and she cried out, quivering on Octavio's length as he fucked her through the leg shaking orgasm. He wasn't far behind. As she came, he could feel her body squeezing him as tight as a vice and it set him off. Burying his face into her neck, he groaned out, his thrusts coming to a halt as he spilled every last drop of himself deep inside her.
Breathing heavily, exhausted, and thoroughly satisfied, the two laid back against the pillows with Natalie snuggled up against Octavio who had wrapped his arm around her. Leaning in, he captured her lips in a languid kiss, his free hand moving to cup her face as his thumb stroked across the Lichtenberg figure scar on her cheek. She melted into the kiss.
"Have fun, mi amor?" he finally asked once the kiss was broken, his face lighting up with that familiar cheeky grin.
"What do you think, silly boy?" she giggled, giving him a playful poke on the nose before snuggling back up into his side with a yawn.
"I think I really tired you out," came his smug reply, clearly very proud of himself. "And after we sleep? I'm gonna do it again."
"Is that a promise?" she questioned, idly kissing a scar on his chest.
"BebĂ©, es una garantĂa."Â
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