⋆ part6. la casa de los Diaz
⋆｡°✩ pairing: sean diaz (lis2) x fem!reader
⋆｡°✩ summary: you make him follow the rules and he makes you come
⋆｡°✩ genre: smut + secret relationship
✎ warnings: 18+, smut, unprotected sex, oral sex, swearing
October 29th, 6:31 PM you
in Sean’s car, it was quiet. you both just sat there in silence, waiting for one of you to break it. what had happened at dinner was eating you alive from the inside. finding the right words felt impossible. how do you even apologize for your father being a piece of racist trash?
through the windshield, you watched cars pass slowly, neighbors returning home - some from work, others from who knows where. the thought of them sparked a question: were they all like your father? would any of them have backed you up if they were at that table?
you exhaled nervously and shut your eyes, trying not to see the headlights blinding you.
"I’m sorry, Sean," you said, leaning your head back. "I’m burning with shame for something I didn’t even do. I don’t have the right words right now, I don’t know what to say, but I want you to know… I’m sorry."
"well, that’s a first," he let out a short, nervous laugh. you turned to him, brows knitting in confusion. "I’m used to you always know what to say, always having an opinion."
you laughed and covered your face with your hands. "stop making me laugh, I’m supposed to be cheering you up, not the other way around."
"look, I know tonight’s dinner was awful, but I’m grateful you stood up for me." he gently pulled your hands away from your face and held them in his. "in that short moment, I saw how hard it must be for you and how much strength it took to stand up to your father. I’m thankful for that."
you looked at him, warmth blooming inside you, surprised at how, after such a terrible evening, he still found the strength to smile.
"I really am sorry," you lowered your gaze, nervously playing with his fingers. "that’s one of the reasons why we… well… why we are the way we are, you know?"
"yes, hermosa," his voice carried a mix of desperation and pain, but even so, he kept his composure, trying to smile. "and what are the other reasons?"
his question lingered in the air. after a long pause, you finally answered, "there’s a lot I keep to myself… but can we not talk about it today? I’ve had enough traumatic episodes for one evening."
"alright." his palm squeezed yours a little tighter. "so, what’s the plan? are you going back there?"
"no. definitely not tonight." you bit your lip before continuing. "I wanted to ask… could I stay at your place? I don’t want to explain to my friends why I ran away from home, and Rachel will definitely know where I am. I can’t imagine what she’d put me through in this mood."
you felt a wave of pain swell inside you that argument with your sister had left a deep wound. you weren’t sure what hurt more: the fact that she had thrown fuel on the fire during the fight, or that you had allowed yourself to speak to her that way.
"your sister is… quite something," you could tell Sean was carefully choosing his words so as not to hurt your feelings.
"we always shared everything. you know, it was the two of us against the whole world. I guess it’s the result of the kind of upbringing you saw tonight, we became each other’s unwavering support and safe harbor." you exhaled again, willing yourself not to cry. your eyes burned, but you held on. "I hate this day."
Sean pressed a kiss to your hand. "you know what I saw today, hermosa? I saw two sisters who love each other so deeply, it hurts even more because of it. if I even half-understood from your words how much you value your bond, then I’m sure you’ll work it out. look at it as a chance to strengthen your relationship."
his words pushed you over the edge, and you turned away so he wouldn’t see your despair, but Sean gently turned your face back toward him.
"don’t turn away from me. I like you in every way," he said softly, brushing away your tears with his thumb.
"since when do you talk like that?" you tilted your head slightly toward the hand on your cheek.
"since forever," he shrugged casually. "you just never talked to me."
you rolled your eyes and gave him a playful shove in the chest. "let’s just go home already."
the house was lit, and Sean could hear his younger brother excitedly telling their dad something at full volume. as you approached the house, Sean felt his palms start to sweat, and he wiped them on his jeans.
the moment the door opened, the smell of roasted chicken hit your nose, and only then did you realize you hadn’t managed to swallow a single bite at dinner. fresh memories of the argument with your family rose like a lump in your throat, so you quickly pushed them away.
"hey, dad," Sean dropped his things by the door and went straight to the kitchen to hug his father, leaving you standing at the entrance. "smells amazing!" he ruffled the hair of the small boy who was getting in the way of dinner preparations, running around with some sort of homemade mask on his face.
"is that my favorite son! I was starting to think you’d forgotten about us," said a man who looked exactly like Sean - just older, of course.
"no, I just didn’t feel like cooking, so I figured I’d be late," warm laughter filled the kitchen, and you smiled when your eyes landed on the little boy in the mask.
"Sean, who’s that?" he suddenly stopped, eyeing you from a distance like a cautious wolf cub. his question also made their father turn toward you.
you greeted them, and Sean introduced you to his family. "dad, can she stay over tonight? we had a bit of a… situation, I’ll explain later." Sean’s father gave his son a careful look and nodded.
"of course. welcome to la casa de los Diaz, you can call me Esteban. this little rascal here is Daniel. come in, don’t be shy," the older man said warmly, motioning toward the kitchen.
"thank you," you stepped inside, leaving your shoes at the door. "sorry for dropping in uninvited."
"it’s fine, sweetheart," he waved it off and turned back to cooking. "Sean rarely brings girls over, except for Lyla, but usually they just smoke on the porch, and I pretend not to notice."
Sean rolled his eyes, and you laughed.
"all right, enough standing around. wash your hands. if Sean decided not to cook, then the two of you can do the setting,” Esteban said lightly.
at the table, the atmosphere was completely different - Sean’s expression had changed. his family did nothing but joke around and talk about all sorts of things. every now and then, the boy glanced at you, and it seemed like he was smiling to himself. the thought that you were here, in his home, having dinner with his family, something that would’ve felt impossible just a week ago - now was reality. and here you were: beautiful, a little lost, but definitely very hungry.
"this is the best chicken I’ve ever had, thank you," you said, and Esteban gave you a polite nod.
"you haven’t tried my brother’s cooking yet. he might be annoying, but he makes food that’s really good," little Daniel spoke to you for the first time. Sean knew that his brother’s curiosity would eventually outweigh his shyness.
"why didn’t I know you could cook " your eyes darted to Sean, you figured picturing him at the stove would be quite a challenge.
"yeah, yeah, well, I can’t," the younger brother replied with mock sadness. "except in minecraft… in there I’m the chef! but sometimes I just feel too bad killing the cows."
"I know, I usually only baked pumpkin pies for that reason," you said. Daniel’s eyes widened, and he smiled at you, showing all his teeth. Sean, on the other hand, was the most surprised, he simply laughed, not sure how to react to your unexpected minecraft knowledge.
"I’m glad you came over today," Daniel said, then looked at his dad. "can she come again, please? but don’t tell Lyla I said that"
"that’s not for me to decide, kiddo,” Esteban patted his younger son’s head. "but I wouldn’t mind. I’m glad you joined us tonight, too. I hope we didn’t scare you off."
"not at all, quite the opposite," you smiled at Esteban. "if you don’t mind, I’d like to help with the dishes."
"oh, I won’t say no to that," the father of the family yawned and put a hand on the boy’s shoulder. "so, son, are you going to bed, or staying here to wash dishes?"
Daniel jumped off his chair in an instant and ran to the bathroom, making all of you laugh.
"goodnight, kids. don’t forget to turn everything off in the kitchen before you go to bed," the man pushed in his chair and kissed his older son on the forehead before leaving.
October 29th, 8:43 PM you
coming out of the bathroom, you stepped into Sean’s room, where he was bustling around for some reason.
"what are you doing?" you asked, pushing your damp hair back, though it still clung to your neck.
"it’s kinda dumb… I just didn’t know you’d be here today," he rubbed the back of his neck nervously, "or… ever, really. so I didn’t clean up."
you walked carefully across the room, taking in everything around you. the walls were covered with all kinds of posters, drawings, and more.
"it’s perfect, this room really reflects you," you said, running your fingers along his desk.
Sean finally took a good look at you: his t-shirt fit you perfectly, as did his boxers. "my clothes look good on you," he murmured, biting his lip as he stepped closer.
"and here I thought you liked me better without clothes," you whispered back playfully.
"it can always be taken off." Sean's hand ran over your body, his thumb brushing your nipple, which was clearly visible through your t-shirt, causing you to let out a quiet moan.
"have you forgotten that your family is here?" you pulled him toward you by the waistband of his boxers. "hmm, it didn’t seem to stop you when we did it at your place." his hand slid under your t-shirt.
you looked at his expression, illuminated by the streetlights from the window. "you're right." it seemed like no one had ever looked at you like that before.
Sean leaned forward to kiss you, and your lips met in a passionate dance. his hands fell on your hips and lifted you up, placing you on the desk next to you.
you immediately wrapped your legs around him and felt how hard he was, everything tightened when his fingers gently ran down your back under your t-shirt. his lips began to kiss their way down your neck, sending shivers through your body.
suddenly, you felt the fresh autumn air from the window behind you wash over your body, enveloping you, while his warm hands wandered over your body and a new feeling spread through your chest. happiness.
"I want to try something new," he pulled away from you and looked into your eyes, "I want to kiss you down there."
your breath hitched in surprise, and you were glad the only light in the room came from the window, otherwise, he would have seen just how much you were blushing.
his finger gently traced your inner thigh. "may I?"
you couldn’t give a better answer than a nod, but he wanted to be sure.
"I don’t want to do anything that would make you uncomfortable, so I need you to answer out loud, hermosa."
"yes," your eyes darted around. "yes, I’d like that."
"very good," he smirked and whispered in your ear, "while I’m down there, please don’t wake up the whole house, alright?"
"and how do you know you’ll be that good?" you couldn’t resist teasing.
"as we’ve already established in this relationship, I never kiss and tell… unless you want to hear about all my experiences?" he was playing with you, and it only turned you on more - though, for some reason, the thought of others made you angrier than you’d expected.
you grabbed him by the neck and squeezed a little. "I don't want to, because right now you're only mine." Sean groaned a little and closed his eyes. his reaction surprised you. you still had a lot to try. the idea of spicing up your intimate life was clearly paying off.
"yes, ma’am." everything down there pulled so hard that you literally pressed yourself against his cock to feel even the slightest satisfaction. "I got it."
after you let go of his neck, Sean slowly kneeled down in front of you. he ran his fingers along your legs, and when he reached your boxers, he pulled them off and threw them on the bed. his fingers spread you and gently pressed on your clitoris, sending a wave of pleasure through your body, which he noticed. he then did the same thing with his tongue, causing your hand to immediately find its way into his hair, hinting that he should not stop.
at first, Sean gently played with your clitoris, teasing you, but when he finally ran his tongue from your entrance, you bit your lip to keep from moaning out loud. his lips caressed your most intimate place more actively, and with each passing minute, he made a mess, and you enjoyed it very much. your hips moved in sync with his tongue, begging for more. finally, he slipped a finger inside you, and your grip on his hair tightened as he sucked your clitoris harder and harder, adding a second finger. your legs were already shaking, and you knew you were approaching the peak, but when he twisted his fingers inside you, you moaned and quickly covered your mouth with your hand.
Sean stopped and looked at you. "hermosa, I love your moans, but we're not alone here."
"I'm sorry," you whispered, covering your mouth with your hand, but when he turned his lips to your clitoris, you moaned again.
Sean pulled his fingers out and stood up.
"I'm sorry, please, I'm so close, don't stop." you didn’t want to feel this empty.
he pressed you against him. "we agreed, I can't continue if you're going to be so loud." Sean felt his hard cock pressing against your entrance, his boxers soaking up your wetness mixed with his saliva.
"I know, I'm sorry." your head was spinning with pleasure, you slowly pulled down his boxers, freeing his organ, which was already dripping with precum. you rubbed it on the tip of his cock and took it in your hand. "I just really liked it."
Sean lowered his head to your neck and grabbed your waist, moaning softly. "what happened to you not believing in me?"
your hand was already fully pleasuring him while he hid all his dirty moans in your neck. "yes, I take back my words. kiss me."
at first, he didn't know how to react, but he still touched your lips with his, and you felt your own taste and squeezed his cock harder when he moaned, "I want you so much."
"me too." you let go of him and wrapped your arms around him, bringing his cock dangerously close to your wetness. you continued to kiss him more passionately, your hands in his hair, on his back, you wanted him so badly and pressed yourself against him again and again when you felt the tip of his cock touch your entrance and you moaned into his lips.
"I have to get a condom," he said, tangling his hands in your hair.
"yes… yes," you bit his lip and his body fell on top of yours, he was almost inside you.
"they're right here, next to the bed," he said between kisses. Sean took your nipple between his fingers, you closed your eyes in pleasure and wrapped your legs around him, feeling the head already entering you.
"yes, next to the bed, Sean…" your hips began to move toward his cock.
"we... we can't," his hand covered your breast completely and squeezed it, his head was buzzing from the raw sensation inside you.
"no, we can't..." with every inch he moved, you felt like you were dying and coming back to life. "we can't," you whispered as his tongue slid into your mouth.
at that moment, he was halfway inside you, and neither of you could stop. the feeling was too intense, as if everything you had felt before didn't matter. your bodies pressed so tightly together that it felt as if you were about to become one, but the final straw was his thumb on your clitoris. your legs pressed his hips against yours, pushing his cock completely inside you. Sean put his other hand over your mouth just in time, stopping you from screaming.
"tell me you feel it too." the boy was lost in his feelings, but all you could do was nod in response.
when he started moving, tears streamed down his face, and he thrust harder and harder until you couldn’t hold back anymore. you rode him as hard as you could, feeling every inch inside you. his finger never stopped touching your clit for a second, bringing you closer to orgasm until you came right on his cock, throwing your head back. Sean finished on your stomach and grabbed the table to keep him from falling.
you were breathing and remained silent while your ears were ringing.
"you... how..." you were the first to speak.
"I... I have no words," he ran his hand through his hair.
standing there for another minute, he finally gathered himself and carefully left the room for a wet towel to clean up what you had done. when you finally got dressed, you sat on the bed and just looked at each other for a while.
"you know we can’t do this again, right?" Sean said to you, but you could see in his eyes that he didn’t regret what had happened.
"I know," you smiled a little, "but it was…"
"yeah, it was just fucking incredible."
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