benito wants you on the track ノ - 300 drabble
translated spanish.
your lips hovered against the mic, bentio’s palms slithering up the sides of your leg . the lyrics of the song you were taught to sing fell from your lips , he had chosen you specially to sing some adlibs on an upcoming song . your voice was slick , your moans were music alone & he knew the melody all too well .
you stood, blindfolded and stripped down to your panties , lost in the feeling of his bulge underneath the rich fabric of his pants, pressed up against your ass . you rested your hands on top of his , feeling the softness of his knuckles and the large rings he was wearing on his fingers .
benito shakes one hand away, dipping his fingers into your panties , his breath thick with desire against your neck . he gets exactly what he wants from you by rubbing your clit, “ be loud for me ? please mami ? ”
you oblige him as he keeps a steady pace , knowing you love what he’s doing with the way your knees start to buckle , breathing hitched and caught in your throat . he grinds into you , burying two fingers inside, leaving his thumb to trace circles in the spot you loved the most .
“ ah fuck ,” you whine, bringing a hand behind his head, letting him kiss at your neck now . your fingers intertwined in his soft black curls , “ just like that . ” you shiver , a water fall coming onto benito’s fingers . you falling apart in his hands , staggering moans filling the recorded tracks . one of his favorite touches to his songs .
and it doesn’t stop there , for the next few hours of very much needed & worthwhile studio time benito spends his time bullying his heavy cock into you , his laps of nut dripping down your thigh making you feel warm and slippery , your moans making the perfect transition to incoherent babbles . just what he needed . he suck’s and kisses on your neck whispering i love you’s & thank you’s to his pretty good luck charm .











