Hi lovelies! I just wanted to come back on here and tell you that I’ve been back home for a little bit. However, I haven’t been able to write at all since I’ve had family emergencies back to back and school work has been kicking my ass. Even though I want to write SO BADLY (and trust me, I do), I literally just don’t have the time to write anything. I sincerely apologize for this inconvenience, but life happens and I cannot control what occurs in it. Thank you to those who still stick around and read my fics, I love you all so much and I wish I could give you more to read. But unfortunately, I might have to go on a hiatus for a little bit. I promise I’ll be back!!! ❤️❤️❤️
Little update since I just want everyone to know what’s been going on!
So I’m currently not at home, I’ve been helping my sister take care of her baby. And because I’m helping out, I don’t have much time to write anything 😭 so I promise once I come back home, I’ll start working on my request I got a few days ago (I think it was at least, I’m horrible with time tracking-) 💀
And as always, don’t be shy to send me ideas even if I can’t write it down at the moment! Love you all so much!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
Warnings- Mirror sex, unprotected p in v, lactating kink, biting kink, breath play, sprinkle of overstimulation (with aftercare!)
18+ MINORS DNI
A/n- Fic based on this request here! Also shout out to @naeverse for helping me with my writer’s block, thank you lovely <3 (and again, I’m so so sorry this took so long-)
“See? Look how pretty you are, mi vida.”
Miguel hummed quietly as he stared at you in the mirror, his hands resting on your hips as he pressed soft kisses to your shoulder. His tall figure towered behind you as you continued to stare at your reflection, leaning over to rest his head on yours. A sigh left your lips as you turned your head towards him.
“Are you sure I am..?” You questioned softly, your arms moving away from your healed stomach.
Miguel looked at you and chuckled, placing a kiss to your temple as his thumbs gently caressed your hips.
“Sweetheart, of course I’m sure. You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever laid my eyes on. Plus, you did give me a beautiful kid, so you get bonus points for that” Miguel teased, trying to lighten up your spirit.
A small chuckle left your lips as he teased you, a smile creeping up on your mouth as you turned around to face him.
“Being a mom gives me attractive bonus points?” You asked with a laugh, your hands holding onto the fabric of Miguel’s shirt.
“Of course it does, cariño, why wouldn’t it?” Miguel snickered, placing a soft kiss to your mouth.
You hummed in appreciation as Miguel’s lips met your own, your hand cupping his cheek as you continued to kiss him. After exchanging soft kisses, you slowly pull away to look up at him with a smile. When Miguel tried to pull you in for a longer make out session, you placed your other hand on his chest to stop him as the sound of fussing could be heard from the other side of the room.
“I think Gabriella’s hungry” You spoke softly and gently pulled away from him to go tend to the baby.
Miguel sighed quietly and gave you some time to get ready to feed the baby, wandering in the kitchen for a few minutes. He could hear the faint sound of your voice cooing the baby’s cries, the sound dying down after you began to breastfeed her. After some time, he finally came into the room and saw you with Gabriella in your arms, latching off of your breast. You didn’t even notice him standing in the doorway watching you until you moved your head up.
“Hi, honey” You hummed softly, giving Miguel a small smile.
Something in Miguel awoke at the sight of you like that… it made his blood rush through his veins and his stomach churn in a cycle. He remembered the times when the two of you had time alone… he missed your touch, your taste… but more importantly, he missed when you let him latch off of you like that. It gave him a source of comfort and security, which he would never admit to anyone else but you. It wasn’t something he was used to, but he would be lying if he said he didn’t wish that he could taste how sweet you were again… He didn’t even realize he was just staring at you in silence until you repeated your question.
“Miguelll? Are you listening to me?” You asked for the second time, glancing down and seeing Gabriella dozing off to sleep.
Miguel shook out of his deep thoughts and cleared his throat, “Uh- yeah, yeah.. mhm…”
You gave him a look and he sighed out of defeat, a quiet chuckle leaving his lips. “Okay, you got me… I was stuck in my own thoughts.”
As you gently got up from the bed to set the baby back in the crib, a brow raised up on your face again when you made eye contact with the large man. Miguel noticed your face and realized you were waiting for him to elaborate, making his whole face burn a deep shade of red. He bit the inside of his cheek and took a few steps out of the room, leading you out as you tried to get him to explain himself.
“Care to explain yourself, Mr. O’Hara?” You teased lowly, a grin creeping on your lips.
Miguel let out a sheepish chuckle and avoided looking directly at you as he began to mumble, “Well… Y’know… when- when I saw you like that… it just… it reminded me of…”
A moment of silence occurred between the two of you as you tried to figure out what he meant by that statement, making Miguel a little nervous. Once you finally caught onto his hint, your eyes widened and your cheeks burned up.
“Wait, are you talking about… that?” You whispered, letting out a chuckle as you nibbled on your lip.
Miguel hesitantly nodded his head as he continued to look down, making you walk towards him to tilt his head up to your height. As you make him pay full attention to you, his eyes never leave yours and his breath hitches.
“Are you trying to tell me something, Miggy?”
He gulps quietly, his throat growing uncomfortably dry as he struggles to find an answer for you.
“I- I mean… it all depends on if you’re.. okay with it” Miguel whispers softly.
A small smile appears on your lips as you lean close enough to kiss his lips, fixing a few strands of his loose hair.
“Why wouldn’t I be?”
Miguel’s breath shakes even more than before as a wildfire begins to spread across his body, your touch only encouraging the feeling more. From your tone and words alone, he had a feeling that tonight was going to take an unexpected turn.
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After Peter B agreed to babysit Gabi for a few hours, you ended up being pinned to the bed with Miguel’s large hands resting on your hips as his mouth stayed connected to your neck. Soft and sensual moans poured out of you as he continued to spoil you with his hands and lips, gasping softly when you felt the sharp prick of his fangs tickle your skin. Miguel’s tongue continued to trail the soft and warm skin before gently plunging his fangs into your neck, a sharp squeak rushing out of your mouth before you could even stop yourself.
“Miguel-!” You cried out, writhing underneath his heavy body as he keeps his hands glued to your hips.
“Shhh, mi vida… lemme jus’ do this… fuck, I missed you so much…” Miguel whined out, kissing the punctures on your skin from where his fangs were buried in and grinding lightly against you.
The mix of every action from Miguel made your eyes roll back in pleasure, body slightly shaking from how good it felt to finally have him touch you like this again. He respected your boundaries and helped you heal when you had Gabriella, which you were thankful for, but having him like this again was like a fresh breath of air. It was much more than that, actually.
When Miguel placed a kiss to your lips, his hand trailed from your hip up to your neck, squeezing it slowly. The longer you kissed him, the harder it became to breathe from his hand wrapped around your neck. The quick and shaky breaths that left your sweet lips made Miguel even more turned on than before, waiting a few more moments as he listened to your struggling breathing. As the air left your lungs and your head began to feel light, you tapped Miguel’s wrist as a warning for him to stop.
Miguel listened immediately and let go of your neck, releasing a heavy sigh as you tried to catch the stolen breaths taken from you. He gave you some time to breathe, feeling himself grow harder between your legs just from listening to your breathing. As you feel his cock harden against your inner thigh, a breathless moan leaves you as your hips moved up against his, desperate to feel some sort of friction. Miguel let out a choked moan as you began to grind against his clothed dick, his pants feeling tighter with each move of your hips. It was too much for him, he had to have you.
“Shhit-! Hah- h- hold on, cariño…” Miguel shuddered, gently pulling away as he began to strip himself of his clothes.
As you were about to whine in protest, the sight of Miguel taking off his clothes in front of you made your mouth water. All protests you were about to make before had suddenly disappeared as his toned and tan body was now revealed to you, watching in anticipation as he now worked on getting his pants off. You bit down on your lip as Miguel unbuttoned his pants and urgently got them off, leaving him in nothing but his boxers. Some of the pressure had finally been relieved, but not all of it. When he looked up at you, he immediately noticed the look you had on your face. It was the face of pure lust and admiration, a look that he had missed for far too long.
Miguel leaned back down for a passionate kiss, his hands caressing your body as you took your time kissing him back. The sounds of your breaths mixing together were like music to your ears, sweet moans and whispers escaping from the both of you. His hands moved up to cup your clothed breasts, gently squeezing and massaging them. The feeling was a mix of pleasure and stress being released, making you crave more of it.
“Miggy…”
“Shh, I know.. I know, hermosa..” Miguel cooed quietly, giving you one last kiss before he helped you strip your shirt off.
The cold air hitting your skin made you sensitive, a quiet whimper escaping as goosebumps trailed your body. Miguel let out a small chuckle at your reaction, a relieved sigh leaving him as he looked at your exposed breasts. He had seen them hundreds of times, but he always loved it every single time. He couldn’t resist the urge to gently pinch your nipples with his fingers, placing warm kisses to the top of your breasts. Moans began to slip from your mouth, your eyes rolling back and fluttering shut as Miguel began to fondle with your breasts, feeling the warm liquid dribble down your skin from your nipples.
As Miguel pulled away from kissing your skin, he noticed the white liquid dripping down your breasts. He immediately licked up what was dripping from your nipples and began to suck on the right one, a gasp leaving you. The deep shade of red forming on your cheeks made your body heat up more, your hand moving up to his hair as the other scratched at his back. Miguel enjoyed every moment of this, quenching the one thirst he couldn’t resist for so long. As the warmness of the milk went down his throat, soft moans and whispers of encouragement poured out of you, only egging him on more.
After latching off and placing kisses to your right breast, Miguel placed a kiss to your lips before moving onto the left nipple. Your teeth dug into your lower lip deeper as his tongue swirled around the sensitive bud, slowly beginning to suck on it and latching onto your breast. Your head tilted back into the fluffy pillows, fingers tugging on some of his hair as you moaned his name. Miguel continued to drink the warm liquid with each suck, finally letting go after he was satisfied.
When Miguel looked at you as he sat back up, he let out a quiet sigh of satisfaction, your milk still on his wet lips. He licked his lips and carefully leaned down to kiss your cheeks and lips, looking down at you as a few loose strands hung in his face. A small smile crept up on his lips as you helped move his hair out of his face, the tip of his nose brushing against yours.
“I love you…” Miguel hummed quietly, a faint shade of red coating his cheeks.
A breathless chuckle left you as he spoke those words, smiling up at him, “I love you, too…”
Miguel leaned down once more to kiss you, gently helping you get out of your pants. After unbuttoning them, he practically ripped the fabric off of your body, making you worried that he just ruined a pair of your pants. When he looked at you again, he let out a laugh as he shifted to look between you and the pants on the floor.
“I’ll get you another pair if I ripped them” Miguel promised, giving you an apologetic smile.
A yelp and laugh left you as he suddenly scooped you into his arms, kissing him passionately as his thumbs dipped down under the hem of your panties. His hands gently squeezed your hips as the tips of his fingers pressed down into the plush of your ass. After sharing more passionate kisses with one another, Miguel pulled away to help you take off your underwear. He helps you slide them down your legs, a breathy sigh leaving your lips once more.
Miguel’s fangs dig into his bottom lip as he takes off your panties and sees your soaked pussy on display for him, ducking his head down to gently kiss the scar on your stomach. You squirm and quietly giggle as the feeling tickles you, earning a soft chuckle from him. He moves down to the top of your thighs and places several kisses to the skin, leaving a few on your inner thighs before he moves back up to meet your face. Miguel’s hand moves to cup your cheek, turning his head for a quick moment as if he were looking for something. When you turn your head in the same direction, you notice what he’s looking at.
The mirror from earlier.
As you look into the reflection of the both of you unclothed, a hot fluttery sensation begins to emerge in your stomach. Miguel noticed the sudden tint on your face and let out a low chuckle, kissing your cheek.
“C’mon, sweetheart… lemme show you just how pretty you are” Miguel whispers into your ear, earning a quiet moan from you.
From your reaction, Miguel begins to kiss your neck and pulls away to look at you, his hand gently wrapping around your throat as he pressed his lips to yours. You let out another whine as you kiss him back just as passionately, Miguel pulling away for a moment to help position you on the bed. He had you lying down on your chest, back arched up and your ass facing him. You bit down on your lower lip and hummed quietly, watching him in the reflection of the mirror in front of you. He let out a low groan as his hands caressed the plush skin, giving you a quick spank and a kiss to your lower back.
You reacted to the sting from the spank with a sharp hiss, noticing Miguel parting away from you to remove his boxers. He let out a sigh of relief as his cock sprung out, finally relieved that he was no longer restricted. Once he threw his boxers somewhere on the floor, he eagerly began to rub his mushroom tip against your pussy and gathering your slick. The warm feeling made you gasp and fall into a soft moan, watching Miguel in the reflection as he let out quiet and shaky breaths. And then slowly, inch by inch, he began to dip his cock inside you with a long and low moan.
The slow stretch of you adjusting to take him felt amazing, earning a loud moan from you. As Miguel’s hands stayed on your hips to slowly thrust inside you, you couldn’t help but squeeze your eyes shut from the slow pleasure. For a few moments, you continued to keep your eyes closed, letting out whimpers and mewls until Miguel noticed you in the mirror. His hand moved from your hip to wrap around your neck, making you gasp from the sudden feeling and your eyes open.
“Don’t close your eyes… I want you to see everything… Want you to watch me fuck this pussy” Miguel groaned lowly, lightly squeezing your neck as he began to pick up his pace.
His words only made you more needy for him, the wet sounds of his dick moving in and out of your pussy beginning to fill the room. As you struggled to keep your eyes open, each breath was knocked out of you from Miguel’s thrusts, your moans coming out broken. It was as if the long wait he had to endure was finally over- and each passing moment was worth it for him. He missed the feeling of your walls fluttering around him when you cum, the sweet sounds of your moans encouraging him to go on. He missed the times when he would overstimulate you to tears, kissing you and whispering sweet things during aftercare. And now he has the chance to do it all over again.
As Miguel speeds up the pace, he squeezes your neck tighter as your breath weakens, the combination of his thrusts and his hand around your neck making it hard to breathe.
“Miggy-!” You cry out weakly, gasping for air and moving your ass against him for some friction.
“Tha’s it- fuuck-!” Miguel moans loudly, giving your neck one last squeeze before removing his hand to rub your clit.
In the reflection of the mirror, you could see your face forming into pure pleasure as Miguel fucks you with his thick cock and teases your clit. Your loud moans echo throughout the room, the sound of skin slapping together accompanying the whines pouring out of you.
“Fuck! F- Fuck, keep- keep going-“ You barely managed to muster out, your legs twitching as Miguel rubs the sensitive ball of nerves.
Miguel rubs your clit faster as you tell him to keep going, whispering praises and kissing your shoulder before burying his fangs into your skin. A choked gasp escaped from you as his tip rubbed perfectly against your g-spot, the pleasure mixing with the pain of his fangs digging into your shoulder. As you managed to look up at your reflection again, you wished that you could stay like this forever.
The sight of Miguel balls deep inside of you, his arm wrapped tight around you as his head leans against yours. His other arm tucked against your torso, rubbing your clit, eager to please the one person he loves the most. Just the view alone made you want to gush all over his cock- hell, the view made you want to give him another baby. Anything was worth having his cum stuffed inside of you, and you were willing to do whatever it took to get it.
Miguel could feel his orgasm creeping up, the feeling of your walls fluttering making him cry out your name.
“Cariño, I’m- hah- I’m so close-“
Your orgasm was creeping close as well, letting out a chant of moans and Miguel’s name as he continued to plow his cock inside of your soaked pussy.
“Me too, baby- Ohh Miggy!!”
That sentence was enough to tip Miguel over the edge, gasping and moaning as his cum filled your cunt. As his orgasm washed over, yours crashed down at the same time, the whole room filled with nothing but the sound of both of your moans, his sweet sounds kissing your ear. As Miguel’s cum continued to leak out of his tip, he moved his hips to stuff it all back inside you, not wanting a single drop to go to waste. The more he moved his hips to thrust inside you, the more sensitive you became from trying to come down from your intense orgasm. Gasps and high pitched cries escaped you as you reached up to tug on his hair, your body shaking from underneath him as he continued his thrusts.
“Miguel-!!” You sobbed, becoming extremely overstimulated from his cock still buried inside your cunt.
Miguel immediately noticed your signal and was quick to comfort you, placing kisses to your shoulder and cheek as he slowly pulled his softening cock out of your cum-filled pussy.
“Shhh, it’s ok, muñeca… I got you…” Miguel whispered softly into your ear, cooing and moving off of you to cuddle you.
You tried to catch your breath as you laid down with Miguel, his arms wrapping around you as the two of you calmed down from your orgasms. His fingertips traced random patterns over your skin, placing a soft peck to your forehead before leaning down to your lips. Your hand made its way to cup his cheek as he kissed you, quietly humming with a smile on your face as he pulled away to look at you. As you turned your head a little, you could see the both of you holding each other in the reflection, making your cheeks flush a soft pink.
Miguel chuckled and kissed your temple as he whispered in your ear, “See? Told you I’d show you just how pretty you are..”
That earned a quiet giggle out of you, growing slightly bashful at his words. He chuckled with you and held you closer, the two of you lying like that for a little while until Peter brought Gabriella back home.
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“Thank you so much for watching her, I really hope it wasn’t much of an issue for you” You told Peter as Gabriella cooed in your arms.
“Don’t worry about it, really. I’ve got Mayday back home, so I’m pretty much used to fussy babies” Peter chuckled with a grin on his face.
“I know, but taking care of two babies at once sounds like a lot. I just feel a little guilty for leaving that on top of your plate.”
“Believe me, it’s a lot easier with MJ helping me too, so I have to give her credit as well. And plus I get it, you guys need your time alone for a few hours…”
Peter pauses his sentence when he notices the hickeys and puncture marks on your neck, his eyes widening slightly.
“Speaking of which… what exactly did you guys do during that time?” Peter questions, raising a brow as he looked between you and the evidence Miguel left behind on your neck.
You pretend not to notice his suspicion, shrugging slightly and continuing to hold the baby in your arms, “…Watched movies.”
“…Watched movies, huh?” He asked, not believing you.
“Yeah… just watched movies” You replied nonchalantly.
The two of you stood in silence for a few seconds before you cleared your throat, taking a few steps inside of the house.
“Well! I should probably get Gabi to bed and finish watching my movie with Miguel- Thank you again, Peter!” You said quickly before shutting the door.
Miguel chuckled quietly as he sat on the couch and watched you come back inside, getting up and scooping Gabriella out of your arms.
“What was that all about?” Miguel asked, curious about the conversation you had with Peter.
You let out a small chuckle and shook your head at him, “Ah, nothin’, don’t worry about it. Just… Peter being Peter.”
Miguel let out a laugh and nodded, kissing your forehead as he continued to hold Gabriella, “That’s the only explanation I need to hear.”
You chuckled again and smiled up at Miguel, humming quietly to yourself. As you look down at Gabi, you press a kiss to her head before speaking again.
“Do you wanna watch something after we put her to sleep?” You ask softly, looking up into Miguel’s eyes.
Miguel nods with a soft smile, agreeing to your request, “Of course, that sounds like a good idea.”
The both of you smiled at each other before leaning in to press your lips together, a satisfied hum leaving Miguel. Once he pulls away, he gently rocks Gabriella to sleep and walks into the other room, leaving you momentarily to put her in the crib.
And in that moment, you felt so lucky to have Miguel and Gabriella in your life.
Hi lovelies!! I had the plan to finish my fic yesterday but I ended up getting really sick throughout the day, so I couldn’t write anything. If I don’t finish it by today, I’ll make sure to finish it by the end of tomorrow!! Thank you for your love and support ❤️
Soo I have another interview rescheduled for Friday since the hiring manager wasn’t in today :((
But at least it takes of some of my nerves for now since I was kinda panicking over it 😅
So! For the meantime, I’ll continue writing a request from a while back (again im so sorry for taking so long, I feel really bad about lacking behind!!) and try to finish it by the end of the week or even next week. Love you all and stay safe!! ❤️
I have an interview tomorrow for a new job!! Wish me luck and hopefully I can try to get another fic out by the end of this week or next week. Love you sweethearts! <333
Ahhhhh, your Miguel O'hara x Shy!reader is so amazing! We more Shy readers/Miguel O'hara in this world! Can we have Shy!reader and Miguel O'hara making out in the closet please? When you have the time?
AHHHH thank you!! That means a lot to me ❤️❤️❤️And I completely agree with you, we need more shy!reader x Miguel in our lives 🧎🏽♀️ But of course I can, lovely! :)
P.S. Thank you for being patient with me, I really do appreciate it. I’ve been through a rough patch lately but I have been slowly working on this, so I hope you enjoy <3
Seven minutes in heaven
Miguel O’Hara x Shy!reader (Both are in college)
Warnings- Groping, fingering while making out, mentions of alcohol
18+ MINORS DNI
This was not something you had planned to run into. All you wanted to do was go back to your dorm room and sleep for the rest of the night after bombing one of the tests you had studied so hard on.
But your roomate had other plans for tonight.
“Seriously, no. I don’t want to go anywhere tonight, I just wanna get some sleep”, You pleaded for the third time.
Your roommate looked at you and scoffed, shaking her head in disapproval.
“Absolutely not. You worked so hard on that stupid test, you should at least celebrate the effort! Besides, you know Mr. Daniels is a shitty professor. If anything, he should’ve given you an A”, Christine tried to reason with you.
You stared at her for a little while before letting out a deep sigh, “Yeah, I did work pretty hard on it…”
“See? Now will you come with me or are you going to stay here and loathe in your own despair?”
You bit the inside of your cheek and looked down in thought, weighing out the options. On one hand, you should be re-studying for the test you failed. But on the other hand… it would help with the stress and boredom of having to sit at your desk all night.
You looked at your roommate with a defeated sigh, “Fine… I’ll come with you, just this once.”
Christine grinned widely and rushed over to the closet, grabbing an extra set of clothes.
“Awesome! I’m going to get changed…” She paused and looked at you, “Wear something nice. I’m sure you’ll enjoy yourself tonight.”
You chuckled softly and shook your head, finding an outfit to wear for the night, “If you say so.”
Christine held your hand as the two of you moved through the crowded party, looking for drinks. You told her that the last thing you wanted was to lose her at some random party, which she had a habit of doing already. But she agreed to not wander off too far, which was somewhat helpful. Once the two of you found something to drink, Christine leaned against the wall next to you and took a swig of her beer.
“See? I told you it would be fun, right?” Christine spoke to you, trying to fight off the loud blaring music.
You looked at her and shrugged, taking a big gulp from your bottle, “I guess. It’s really… loud and crowded.”
“Well, duh. That’s the whole point of a party! Come on, let’s make you some new friends!”
Your eyes widened and you shook your head vigorously, “Uh uh. No way.”
Christine frowned at you after taking another drink of her beer, “Why not??”
“I don’t… I don’t know anyone here.”
She just chuckled at you, “That’s why they’re new friends. C’mon, I’ll be there with you.”
You frowned at the idea of talking to a whole bunch of people you’ve never spoken a word to. Keeping to yourself was your personal choice, and it suited you… mostly. Scoring dates with anyone was extremely difficult, especially when you were scared of talking to new people.
After being forced to meet some drunk strangers, you eventually ended up standing in a corner by yourself. Holding your drink in your hand, you scanned the crowded room for your roommate. When you couldn’t find her anymore, you sighed and gave up for now, taking a swig of your drink.
Suddenly, you felt someone get shoved into you, making your drink nearly fly out of your hand.
“Jesus-!” You exclaimed, trying to figure out who ran into you.
“I’m so sorry- are you okay-?” The man asked you, clearly worried.
You could tell just from his tone alone that he was also one of the few sober people in the party.
“I- I’m fine-“ You mumbled, noticing what the man looked like.
He was tall with dark slicked hair, tan skin and fairly plump lips. His eyes were dark and enchanting, you felt that you couldn’t pull your gaze away from them. It wasn’t until he spoke again through the loud noise that your trance had ended.
“I’m really sorry about that, some drunk asshole just ran into me and caused me to hit you. Are you sure you’re okay?”
You let out a soft chuckle and nodded, “I’m- I’m okay, I promise.”
“Okay, good… Uh- I’m Miguel, by the way”, he spoke as he pointed at himself with a sheepish smile.
“It’s nice to meet you, Miguel” You hummed, quietly exchanging your name to him.
“It’s nice to meet you, too” Miguel spoke, offering you a gentle smile.
Normally, the small talk made you unbearably uncomfortable… but for some reason, Miguel’s smile and voice made you calm in the chaotic environment. You suddenly wished that you could be alone with him, wanting to leave the party.
But you couldn’t leave Christine behind, especially if she was drunk.
“So… do you come to parties often?” Miguel asked, your thoughts stopping abruptly.
You quietly shook your head with a sip of your drink, “No, not really..”
Miguel let out a chuckle and nodded, “I’m kind of the same way, honestly. I just… don’t have much energy to go out a lot. What about you?”
“Uh- …I don’t- I don’t really talk to many people” You muttered sheepishly, a little embarrassed in front of him.
Instead of what you were expecting, Miguel’s brows raised up in slight shock.
“Really? You’re very pretty and sweet… I’m just shocked, I figured you were more social…”
Miguel paused when he noticed your facial expression, quickly clarifying himself.
“Not that that’s a bad thing. It’s actually kind of cute.”
Your face went from slightly offended to flustered in a matter of seconds, cheeks burning up into a light pink color. He quickly caught onto it and smirked.
“Someone’s shy, huh?”
“Shush-“ You mumbled, trying to contain the smile that was trying to pull at your lips.
“See? You are shy! It’s cute” Miguel teased again, a large grin on his lips.
You looked away and shook your head, eyes widening when you felt his hand gently grab your chin to make you look at him. He looked into your eyes for a few moments and letting out a small chuckle, making you freeze in the moment.
“You are very pretty, though..”
Your face grew hotter with each passing moment, a quiet laugh leaving your lips, “You think so?”
“Of course I do” Miguel answers, looking away for a few moments to search for something before looking back at you, “I… I hope this isn’t weird, but do you think we could talk somewhere a little more quieter? It’s okay if you say no, I’d understand.”
You looked at him for a few moments, noticing he was being completely genuine with what he said. After considering the options and possible outcomes, you slowly nodded your head.
“That’s okay with me” You responded, lips slowly forming into a small smile.
Miguel offered his hand and helped guide you out of the crowded party, going towards the closet he was looking at earlier. After the two of you slipped into the tiny closet, the loud music and chatter had finally been muffled, making the both of you sigh in relief.
“Thank god it’s quieter in here” You hummed.
“I know, I could barely hear your voice.. I’m glad I can hear it clearly now” Miguel responded, a gentle expression on his face.
A quiet laugh left your lips as your walls finally crumbled down, feeling more comfortable with him. What was it about him that made you feel like this…?
“I’m glad I can hear you, too” You spoke softly, giving Miguel a sweet smile.
Miguel grinned brightly, his arm touching yours from the limited space in the closet. You looked up at him with a small chuckle and noticed how close the two of you were. Miguel seemed to notice this as well, his eyes flicking up to your eyes and down at your lips for a split moment before looking away.
“So… What now?” You hummed, looking over at Miguel.
Miguel chuckled as he shrugged and let out a long breath, “I have no idea… do you?”
“Not really… why’d you come to the party anyways? I’m just curious.”
“My friend invited me to come, but I haven’t even found him yet. I bet he’s probably upstairs… I’d rather not check, though” Miguel answers, grimacing at the last thought.
A groan and chuckle left your lips as you also imagined the idea, shaking your head. “Oh god..”
“I know… why’d you come? If you claim you don’t talk to many people, why come to a place full of them?”
If any other person asked that question, that probably would’ve been the end of the conversation. But since Miguel seemed genuinely interested, you just shook your head with a sigh.
“My friend dragged me here because I failed my test… so she wanted to celebrate my efforts” You answered truthfully.
“So she decided to celebrate… here?” Miguel chuckled, slightly baffled at the information.
“I know, not really the greatest choice, but… I appreciate the thought, at least… she’s really the only one I talk to” You responded with a slight chuckle.
Miguel hummed and nodded his head, suddenly feeling something touch your hand. You looked down to see his hand slowly intertwining with yours, a bright blush forming on your face. You look back up at Miguel and see the soft look remaining on his face, a tint on his cheeks as well.
“That can change… if you want it to” Miguel spoke quietly, his thumb rubbing against your knuckles as he moved closer to you.
A warm bubbly feeling emerged inside your stomach, looking up at him with flushed cheeks as your heart pounded quicker. Nobody ever cared like Miguel did, and it surprised you. It was almost… comforting.
You nodded slowly as your breath grew shaky, feeling the tension rise between the both of you. Miguel could sense it, moving a strand of your hair out of your face and giving you a small smile.
“I’d like that…” You finally answered, feeling yourself drift closer to him.
Miguel noticed your sudden draw to him, slowly leaning in as well. He didn’t rush anything, he just let everything happen naturally and didn’t force you to do a thing. After a few more moments of the two of you leaning in, your lips found his in a soft kiss. Miguel cupped your face with one hand and wrapped the other arm around your waist, following your pace as he kissed you back.
A wave of something else came through and took over the both of you, Miguel’s kisses slowly growing more passionate. A quiet sigh fell from your lips as you melted in his grasp, tongues touching each other as you wrapped your arms around his neck. Before his hands began to wander, he gently pulls away from the kiss to catch his breath before speaking.
“Are you okay with me…?” Miguel’s breath falters as he shudders, lips ghosting over yours.
When it registers to you what he’s asking for, you nod your head quietly and place a soft kiss to his lips, “Go ahead, Miguel…”
As soon as you give him the okay, you quietly gasped as you felt his hand gently massage your ass. He took that opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth, his other hand wandering down to your hip and leaning you up against the wall, earning a moan out of you. Miguel removed his lips from your mouth to cover your neck with kisses, your head tilting back as the contact of his warmth sent chills through your body. The wetness between your legs only grew more and more as he spoiled you with his mouth.
Soft and gentle moans filled the small closet as Miguel touched you, his hands moving up to focus on your breasts. His hands caressed and squeezed your clothed breasts, a low moan escaping Miguel’s mouth. Your teeth tugged down on your bottom lip, eyes rolling back as he sucked the skin on your neck. With each moan and whimper you let out, it only drove Miguel crazier by the second.
Suddenly, you felt Miguel’s hand move up your thigh and in between your legs, his fingers gently rubbing your clothed clit. The contact made you let out a breathy moan, finding his lips in a hungry kiss as his hand continued to work delicately on the ball of nerves. Your hand tugged on his hair as your other hand clawed at his shoulder, kisses growing hotter as you felt the butterflies in your lower stomach.
“Miguel…” You moaned out in between kisses, becoming even more soaked under his touch.
Miguel let out a shaky breath as he heard the sound of you moaning his name, unraveling something inside of him. He couldn’t wait anymore, he had to please you. How could he not with the way you were being so sweet underneath him?
“Fuck, sweetheart…” Miguel groaned, his hand moving to dip inside your panties and feeling your wet arousal.
The warmness of his fingers finally touching your pussy made you drown in ecstasy, hands wandering wherever they could as he pleased you with his own. His fingertips rubbing right against your exposed nub made your legs tremble from underneath you, clinging onto Miguel for dear life so you wouldn’t collapse. His head moved away from your neck to meet your lips again, his lips muffling your surprised moan when one of his thick fingers slips into your pussy with ease.
“Aah~! M-“ You tried to speak Miguel’s name, but get cut off from his kiss once more.
“Shhh, está bien, princesa. Déjame cuidarte” Miguel hushed lowly, moving his finger slowly in and out of your soaking cunt.
Your moans came out as needy whimpers as Miguel’s thick finger shoved back deep inside of you, kissing his hot lips eagerly with each thrust. Any kind of plead you made came out incoherently, babbling over and over again. Miguel clicked his tongue and slid his finger out of your pussy, now soaked with your juices. A shudder escaped you as the soaked finger moved up to your clit, whimpering at the loss of Miguel’s thick finger.
“Please-“ You cried, brows furrowed together in desperate pleasure.
Miguel just chuckled at your attempt to speak, placing a kiss to your raw lips, “Please what? Go ahead, bebita, ask me.”
“Fuck~ Miguel- I- I want.. both fingers inside me…” You stuttered out, gasping softly as Miguel gently rubbed your clit with his soaked fingers.
Miguel cooed and placed sweet kisses to your lips and cheeks, moving to whisper in your ear, “Good girl..”
A breathy moan left you as he praised you, feeling his fingers move down and slowly fill your pussy. You let out a cry of pleasure and began to grind your hips against his hand, his tongue entering your mouth in a heated kiss. His fingers curl rapidly against your g-spot, making your lower stomach flutter and your legs quiver. Your sweet moans and cries only turned Miguel on more and more, his tongue trailing down your neck and nibbling on the soft skin. The wet clicks of his fingers moving in and out of your pussy filled the tight closet, the air being filled by the smell of sex pairing with both of your moans.
“There-! Oh, Miguel~!” You mewled, breath growing quicker as his fingers fucked you senseless.
Seeing you completely weak in his arms motivated Miguel to make you cum like it was his mission, making sure to switch between his two fingers and rubbing your clit with his thumb. The combination made the knot in your stomach grow tighter, feeling your whole body tremble as you kissed Miguel passionately. Nothing could ever compare to the feeling of your walls squeezing his fingers, the lewd sounds only growing louder as he helped you chase for your orgasm. Your face buried into the crook of his neck as you felt the coil in your stomach burst, moaning desperately.
“Fuck, I’m-!“ You whimpered, trying to warn Miguel only after it was too late.
“That’s it, cum for me~ Cum all over my fingers~” Miguel growled, feeling your pussy squeeze his fingers and your legs shake vigorously.
You let out a series of pleasured cries against Miguel’s neck, cumming on his fingers and collapsing in his arms. He catches you with his free arm, continuing to mutter praises about your pussy as he drags out your orgasm. You let out broken moans at his praises, becoming slightly overstimulated from his thick fingers deep inside your sopping pussy.
“Miiguelll-!” You whined, hitting your palms against his chest to try and signal him.
Miguel panted and finally stopped as you told him to, catching his breath and carefully slipping his fingers out of you. A relieved moan left your red lips as he held you close, pressing kisses to your temple and down to your mouth. You kissed him back and parted from him to catch your own breath, cupping his face with your shaky hands. The two of you stood in that closet for a few moments, trying to regain composure before saying a word. After some time, Miguel leaned in to give you a soft and passionate kiss.
“Are you okay?” Miguel asked quietly after pulling away, his hands wrapped around your waist.
You nod up at him and place a kiss to his cheek, a small smile resting on your lips, “Mhm..”
Miguel smiles softly at you and begins to gently grind his hips against yours, the smile on your lips forming into a small ‘o’ as you moan quietly. Before Miguel could say anything else, you heard the voice of someone calling your name. Your eyes widened slightly as you recognized it was Christine’s voice, Miguel moving away to help you with your dress. As he got the idea to ask how he would be able to talk to you again, you quickly stumbled out of the closet to look for your roommate, hoping she wouldn’t see your flustered face.
He regretted not being able to get some sort of contact from you, letting out a sigh as he just stood alone in the small closet. Miguel looked down at his hand and noticed some of your slick was still on his fingers, raising it up to his mouth and licking it clean. A quiet groan left him as he tasted your arousal, wishing he could’ve buried his warm cock inside of you…
But surely, Miguel would see you around campus… right?
I’m alive!! I’m so sorry I’ve been away for so long, but life got very hectic lately. I promise i have been working on the fics, I’ll have one of them out before the end of the week! Thank you for being patient and I love you guys so much <33333
Can you do one where Y/N is a spider woman and her and Miguel are in a relationship. Even though he claims to like to work alone, most of his missions involved her. After a verve racking mission, Miguel and Y/N play a game of cat and mouse throughout the city, just let off steam. Miguel eventually catches Y/N (she lets him), and they have a little make out scene (no smut, just a good make out scene)
Of course I can, lovely! :) ❤️
(Also i sincerely apologize for the wait! I hope you enjoy)
Run and hide
Miguel O’Hara x Spider!reader
Warnings- No smut just a make out session, being hunted down(?)
A/N- Was this only supposed to take a few days to make? Yes. Did it take me over 2 weeks to finish? ….maybe- (but jokes aside, I’m so sorry for the delay. My mental health isn’t the best at the moment and I was very drained for a while. But I’m a little better now! Please feel free to request more stuff and I’ll get to it when I have the chance!)
Miguel always claimed that he liked to work alone, even though everyone seemed to notice otherwise. Most of the missions he went on, he always brought you with. Whenever anyone would ask about this, he was quick to shut it down, claiming it was purely coincidental.
But you knew that was a lie. And so did he.
The two of you had been in a secret relationship for quite some time, and the two of you agreed to keep it that way for the sake of keeping the Spider-verse together. The last thing Miguel needed was his workers nagging him about you 24/7, especially Peter. You were fine with this, knowing how stressed Miguel could get easily, especially with his job as the leader of the Spider Society.
But it wasn’t until you two went on another mission together when things started going downhill. Plan after plan got ruined, which ended up in nearly getting the both of you killed. It caused a lot of pent up emotions inside of Miguel, the idea of you getting hurt or even killed making his stomach churn and tighten.
So after barely escaping the mission, Miguel came up with an idea to let off some steam. He needed it, and you knew it. With that knowledge in mind, you agreed to the idea, even though he didn’t give a lot of details as to what the idea was. But since you had just escaped a hellish mission with him, you were open to anything.
Miguel opened up a portal in front of you, noticing your confused expression. He then set a timer on his watch, looking up at you.
“I’ll give you a 30 second head start. That should give you enough time to get ahead of me…” Miguel spoke lowly, tilting his head towards the direction of the portal.
You stood there for a few seconds, still a little confused.
“You want me to… run away from you?” You questioned.
Miguel just stared at you in silence, slightly nodding his head.
“I suggest you start now. You’re down to 24 seconds.”
Your eyes widened as you quickly bolted towards the portal, entering into the heart of the city. You began to swing with your webs through the gaps of the large buildings, quickly finding an abandoned building and hanging from the ceiling. You tried to blend in with the darkness of the shadows, making sure to not make a single noise. After some fidgeting around and making sure you were secured, the faint woosh of the portal was heard from afar.
You couldn’t trace where the exact location of the sound was.
Adrenaline rushed through your veins as you tried desperately to look around for Miguel, making sure you were still hidden in the process. Once he finally came into your view, your breath was caught in your throat. You quietly crawled across the ceiling and out of the window, just in time for him to turn his head up to catch a glimpse of your suit colors. Miguel muttered to himself and clicked his tongue, shooting his web and exiting from the same window you had crawled out of.
He didn’t know why, but the hunt made him feel… better. It made him feel like he was finally in control of a situation for once. And hunting you down made it even more thrilling for him, since he knew you wouldn’t get hurt.
And honestly, you could say the same. Trying to run and hide from Miguel made you forget all about the dangerous mission, since you weren’t in any real harm this time. It was just to blow off steam, and it worked.
During the time Miguel had noticed you exit, you had made it far enough away from the building you were in.
At least you thought it was far enough.
You had swung at least 6 buildings south of where you initially were, so there was no way he’d be able to find you… right?
Entering through the fire escape on the roof, you managed to stay hidden once more. The whole building was dark and cold, but you were able to see from the glow-up suit Miguel had made for you. You guided yourself through the building from the light source and found the stairwell, jumping through the gap and landing on the ground floor. And as you continued to look for the exit on the floor, you could hear a faint thud from a few floors up.
Again, not knowing where the source came from, adrenaline rushed through your body once more.
You ran through the dimly lit floor, trying desperately to look for the exit. As you did so, the sound became louder… and closer. The more you ran and searched for the exit, the closer the sound got and you couldn’t find the exit. The more doors you ran through, the more lost you became. You panted and tried to catch your breath, hiding from whatever the noise was caused by.
But then the noise stopped. It was completely silent.
You could hear your thumping heartbeat in your ears, your breath still heavy from running around. You waited for what felt like hours before growing the courage to move around again. After finally being able to calm down and think straight, you looked for the exit as quietly as possible.
But as you tried to move again, you felt a pair of large hands grab you and lift you from behind.
You gasped loudly and felt your back slam up against the wall, making eye contact with whoever it was that grabbed you.
It was Miguel.
He had a relieved expression on his face, forming into a small grin.
“Finally caught you” Miguel panted out softly, cupping your face as he pinned you against the wall.
You didn’t even fight back and keep the game up. You let him take you.
A quiet chuckle left your lips as you returned the grin.
“You’re lucky I let you” You teased, eyes flicking to Miguel’s lips and back up to his dark eyes.
A mutter left Miguel’s mouth as he chuckled and kissed you, taking his time as he held you close. His kisses were soft and passionate, his hands moving from cupping your face to gripping your waist. Your hands ran through his hair as you kissed him with just as much passion, trying to catch your breath with each pause.
But Miguel always pulled you right back into another kiss, not wanting to let go of you whatsoever. After the mission, that was the last thing he wanted to do. But being able to catch you was like a reward to him. His hands trailed everywhere on your body, his tongue slipping into your mouth with a soft moan.
After moments of the heated kiss, the two of you finally pulled away for some air. You looked up at Miguel’s eyes as you panted softly, hands resting on his chest. Miguel stared back at you for a few quiet seconds before letting out a sigh and shaking his head.
“I’m definitely not letting you split up with me on missions now… you’re gonna stick to my side no matter what, got that?” Miguel said lowly, his hands moving up to cup your face once more.
You look and him and slowly nod your head, one of your hands moving to cup over his.
“Okay… I’m sorry I did that, it was a stupid idea anyways-“
Miguel cut you off with a firm kiss to your lips, gently tugging on your bottom lip.
“Don’t say that, cariño. It wasn’t stupid, you were just doing your job. You gave suggestions when the situation needed it… that’s not stupid.”
A sigh left your lips as you looked up at him, a small smile on your face. You moved a little to kiss his cheek, a soft blush on both of your faces.
“Thank you… really.”
Miguel smiled at you and chuckled before kissing your forehead and lips.
“Of course” He whispered back before taking a step away to open a portal back home.
You looked over at the portal and back at Miguel, taking his hand into yours and giving it a small squeeze. Miguel looks back at you and holds your hand as well.
“Ready to go back?” Miguel asks you.
You nod and pull him in for one last kiss, “Never wanted to go back more than now.”
A small laugh left Miguel as you said that, kissing you back and pulling you into the portal.
After that day, Miguel made it into a routine to hunt you around the city after missions, always catching you and bringing you back home safely.
Merry Christmas everyone!! I’m not really feeling the best mentally (and I have a headache), but I wanted to come on here and tell you that I hope your day goes well and that you are able to spend time with the people you love. My writing has been slacking too, so I want to apologize for that as well 😅 but I promise my request will come out soon, I just don’t know the exact day. But thank you for supporting me, I love you all ❤️❤️❤️
Besides breeding kink out the typical kink that everyone assumes what else could Miguel possibly have a kink on? Mind if you make a fic about it?
Maybe like lactation kink or breath play or katoptronophilia (mirror sex kink)?
Ooooh this is a really good question lovely! and yes I’ll most definitely be making a fic about this after my next fic-
I personally think that Miguel has a biting kink (just because, also yes I know it might be a typical kink too but shhh-) but I also believe that he likes to overstimulate the reader (and himself 👀)… but GOD THE MIRROR SEX IS TOP TIER.
THE LACTATING- got me frothing at the mouth holy shit-
Another thing I definitely believe Miguel is into is bondage… do I even need to explain myself with that?
And we all know Miguel is a stressed man sooo… he’d probably use you as his stress reliever (not quite angry sex, just rough 🤷🏽♀️)
Honestly I could probably go on but my brain is so fried that it’s not coming to me atm- 💀
Ok I’m definitely gonna start writing this ASAP 🏃🏽♀️💨
I’ve been extremely busy this week but I just wanted to take a moment and appreciate everyone that liked “The Lab Assistant”
I went from 22 followers to 155 IN LESS THAN A WEEK??? HOW- YOU ALL ARE SO AMAZING SHHSJDBFKFFHFKF ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
I really do appreciate all the lovely comments and reblogs!! I have been working on my next request here and there (because I’ve been really busy lately 😅) but I promise I’ll try have it out by the end of this week! Again, thank you all so much for the love and support, it makes my day better to know that people like what I write :)) ❤️
Warnings- Face sitting, slight corruption kink, slightly perverted!Miguel (if you squint), co-workers being dickheads, semi-public sex (let me know if I missed anything! )
MINORS DNI 18+
You had been working at Alchemax for a few months now. A few of your colleagues were generous enough to introduce you to the workplace and the other workers, but there was one person you couldn’t keep your eyes off of.
Miguel O’Hara.
When you first introduced yourself to him, he had already taken a liking to you. Something about how shy yet sweet you were made his pulse quicken and his cheeks burn. The way you smiled at him as you tried to introduce yourself, nervous about your first day at Alchemax. But you quickly felt at home when Miguel began to bond with you by taking over your “tour” of the place, making great conversation. Soon enough, your shell had cracked and you started talking about your personal interests, how you got hired, etc.
About a week after that day, he went home and couldn’t stop thinking about you for some reason. He didn’t know what to make of it, thinking it wasn’t too serious.
But then you started appearing in his dreams.
Miguel would dream about leaving marks everywhere on your body to claim you as his, fucking every ounce of innocence out of you.
And when he would wake up in a cold sweat, his cock was nearly on the verge of exploding, precum dripping everywhere. He felt guilty about it afterwards, it was just wrong for him to think about his colleague like that.
But you plagued his mind consistently. The dreams slowly turned into daily thoughts that he finally caved into, fisting his cock at least four times a day to the thought of your body. But you had no clue what he was doing after he got off of work. You just assumed that he only saw you as a co-worker and nothing else, maybe even a good friend.
But God, were you so far off from the truth.
As you entered the building for another shift of the week, your boss had approached you with some new information.
“I’m really sorry this is a last minute notice, but I need you to stay a little later. I tried to get some other people to stay instead, but all of them couldn’t do it… but on the bright side, Miguel volunteered to stay, so you won’t be completely alone.”
Great, just what you needed. A longer shift after your horrible week.
Even though some of your colleagues were nice to you, there was a group that wasn’t as generous as them. Some of them claimed that you were too clumsy or stupid to be an assistant, others claimed you were like a lost dog or a prude. Whatever they said, you tried not to pay attention to it too much. But there were days where it would get to you, and this week happened to have a bunch of those days.
You just nodded at your boss and shot him the best smile you could muster up.
“Alright then, that shouldn’t be a problem, sir” You said in a friendly tone.
“At least Miguel will be here with me… maybe I can talk to him, get my stress out” You thought to yourself as you walked off to start your shift.
When you walked into the lab and took your coat off of the hanger, you could hear some voices from the other side of the room.
“Oh great, look who’s here.”
“God, I don’t even know why she’s still here. She should’ve been fired months ago, she doesn’t even know what she’s doing.”
“I’m surprised Miguel even hangs out with her, she’s such a prude.”
“Hell, you should’ve seen the look on her face yesterday. She practically bursted into tears when we called her useless.”
The other comments stung a little, but what got you the most was the part about Miguel. Sure, you had developed a small crush on him, but that had nothing to do with your guy’s friendship. The fact that the other colleagues had judged your bond just to get a laugh hurt you more than you felt it should’ve.
God forbid if they ever found out about your feelings for Miguel… you couldn’t help but become paranoid over the idea.
As you tried to ignore the group across the room and focus on your tasks, it seemed that one of them had read your mind and called you over.
Shit.
“Hey, newbie! Come over here real quick, we gotta ask you somethin“ One of your colleagues called out.
Your heart pounded hard inside your chest, quietly gulping before walking over to the group with a small sigh.
“What do you need?” You asked gently, silently praying it was something work-related and not just making fun of you again.
Some of the others chuckled and chattered a little bit before falling quiet.
“Sooo, you’re friends with Miguel, right?” The female colleague from before asked.
Your palms began to grow sweaty as sirens went off in your mind, biting your cheek before answering.
“Yeah, why?” You raised your brow at your co-worker.
Your co-worker slowly smiled. Oh no.
“Well, we were just thinking… with the way you act around him and all… you definitely have a thing for him, don’t you?”
Your whole chest sunk to your stomach, wishing this was just some horrible dream and that you would wake up soon. Trying to play it off, your eyes widened at the question and you shook your head vigorously.
“What?? No, he’s just my friend-“
“That wasn’t my question. I asked if you have a thing for him” She cuts off coldly.
Some of the others snickered quietly, making your throat close up as you tried to hold your emotions back. Your face contorted into confusion at the strange question, the others taking notice of it.
“Oh my god, she’s clueless” One of the colleagues muttered with a small chuckle.
Your co-worker lets out a small laugh as she noticed your face, clicking her tongue and shaking her head.
“Here, let me dumb it down for you: do you ever fantasize about having sex with Miguel?”
Your whole face flushed bright red as it clicked into your head, slowly shaking your head.
“N- No… that’s… that’s wrong” You stuttered, looking at your co-worker.
She stares at you with a raised brow, not believing you at all.
“Okay, sure… but you still like him, right? Being a prude and all, surely you at least have a crush on him.”
“Please, don’t call me that-“
“Or what? Huh? You gonna run off to your little boyfriend and cry in his arms? I’m sure he’ll baby you, he does every time he sees you” She hisses.
The feeling in your throat grew even stronger, your eyes slowly beginning to water. But you didn’t want to prove her theory, so you just stood there silently, not knowing what else to say. As the silence grew more, some of the colleagues just laughed.
“Wow… you really are stupid, aren’t you?”
“Who’s stupid?” A voice emerges from the entrance of the room, making everyone fall silent.
It was Miguel, standing with his arms crossed and his brows furrowed. The group of colleagues weren’t laughing or smiling anymore- instead, they actually looked nervous. The female coworker looked over at you for a quick moment before flashing a smile at Miguel.
“Oh, nothing! It was just something we were talking about from yesterday. Right, hon?” The co-worker said in an overly sweet tone, forcing herself to smile at you.
You froze, not wanting anymore conflict with the group, so you just went along with it. You quietly nodded your head and looked over at Miguel, giving your best smile.
“Mhm, it was just stuff from yesterday” You mustered up as your voice shook a little.
Miguel didn’t buy it at all, seeing how your eyes glistened, tears threatening to leave them at any second. He shot your co-worker a glare before looking back at you, a sigh leaving his lips.
“Ah, alright then… do you have the paperwork from last week? I just wanna make sure everything is right” Miguel spoke to you, his face softening a little.
You quickly nodded and walked away from the group to your clipboard that was in one of the desk drawers, skimming through the pile of papers to look for the documents. The group just watched as you eventually found the papers Miguel was referring to, handing them to him. He took out his glasses from his coat pocket and put them on, reading the sheet of paper. After a few moments of silence, Miguel took off his glasses and looked over at you, handing the paper back.
“This is perfect. Thank you, sweetheart. I don’t think I’ve ever seen paperwork better than this and I’ve worked here longer than anyone else has” Miguel praised, a gentle smile formed on his lips.
“Thank you, Miguel. That means a lot to me” You hummed in appreciation, returning the smile.
The praise alone made you forget about the whole situation from earlier, but the smile comforted you even more. Your cheeks burned up as you felt your whole body tingle, a small smile creeping up your lips. The feeling Miguel made you have was insatiable, you just couldn’t get enough of it. You wanted more of him, to have his lips on yours…
You almost forgot that there were other people in the room. Almost.
The sound of low muttering made your head turn towards the group, the co-worker giving you a dirty look before the group parted separate ways. You set the paper on the table and Miguel leans down to whisper in your ear.
“We’ll talk about this later.”
Your head spun when you felt his warm breath tickle your skin, almost not realizing what he just said. When you finally processed it, you looked at Miguel and nodded a little. For once, you were actually kind of glad your boss made you work later.

After hours of working and following Miguel around for assistance (as he asked for your presence), it was time for the others to go home. Usually, you would be getting off at this time, but since you had to stay later, that meant you would have to pick up dinner on your way back home. You didn’t really mind since it would save you time and energy to make food at home.
Plus you didn’t mind since it meant you could spend more time with Miguel.
Speaking of which, you couldn’t help but notice something was a little off with him. You assumed it was because of what happened earlier, because he seemed a little more tense than normal. But after everyone had left, he looked over at you, glad that the two of you were finally alone. You were finishing out today’s paperwork, slouching over the desk as you tried to fight off your tiredness. Miguel walked over to you and gently took the pen out of your hand, turning your chair around to face him.
“Everyone left, it’s just us. Now… about what happened earlier…” Miguel started, bending down to your height, “Tell me. What exactly did they say to you?”
Your face burned up a little as his face was inches away from yours, struggling to find your words. He just stared at you, waiting for an answer. But after a few moments of silence, his face softened and he let out a small breath, resting his large hand on your thigh.
“I won’t say a word to anyone, I promise. I just want to know what’s wrong… when I got here, you were on the verge of tears” Miguel spoke softly.
The feeling of his hand on your thigh made your chest flutter and your stomach turn, trying to keep your composure as much as you could. He was only just trying to comfort you… right?
“They… they were asking me questions…” You began, still debating whether or not you should leave out a few details.
Miguel hummed a little as he listened to you, his other hand now on your other thigh as he gently caressed your skin. Your stomach felt fuzzy and warm, avoiding eye contact with him.
“Questions about what? C’mon hermosa, you can tell me” He coos, tucking a small strand of hair out of your face.
You swallowed hard and bit your lip hard before answering hesitantly.
“They were… questions a- about you.”
Miguel stopped and looked at you, gently grabbing your chin and forcing you to look up at him.
“What did they ask about me?”
You stared up at him for a few moments and finally spoke again.
“They… they were asking if… I liked you” You whispered quietly.
That caught Miguel off-guard.
His eyes widened at you just the slightest, analyzing your face to see if you were messing with him. Once he noticed your flushed cheeks and nervous look, he knew you weren’t joking. After a moment of tense silence, Miguel licked his lips and started talking.
“…Do you?” Miguel asked lowly, looking down at your lips and up at your eyes.
His question had you in a slight panic, weighing out the odds. If you told him how you felt, it would either change your entire friendship or you would be stuck working alone for the rest of your time at Alchemax. Either one of those options sounded horrible, but if you didn’t tell him now, you were certain the group from earlier would do it eventually. Your heart raced so quick, Miguel swore he could hear it clearly. A shaky sigh left your lips and you nodded at him.
“Yeah… I do” You mumbled, scared that he would react negatively.
But instead, Miguel just chuckled softly and smiled at you, his hand cupping your face and his thumb dragging down your bottom lip.
“That’s good to know… because I’ve also liked you for quite some time now” Miguel responded, his cheeks turning a light shade of pink.
Your eyes widened at his response, a look of hope on your face as you slowly smiled.
“Really?” You squeaked.
Miguel chuckled again and nodded at you, his eyes flicking down to your lips.
“Of course I do… how could I not?” He whispered, his face slowly inching closer to yours.
Your face flushed all the way to your ears, finding yourself drifting towards him. Closer, closer and closer until you finally feel his warm lips on yours. It felt like hundreds of fireworks were exploding in your chest, slowly wrapping your arms around him and holding Miguel close. You were almost afraid to let go, and he seemed to notice this. Miguel gently moved his hands down to your waist, pulling you up out of the chair and into his arms. The more you kissed him, the harder it became for Miguel to keep his composure. He wanted to take things slow with you, not wanting to scare you away. But God, was it a challenge for him to just keep his hands on your hips.
After a little bit, Miguel finally broke the kiss to catch his breath, already panting softly. He looked at you and let out a groan that awoken something inside you.
“Shit, do you have any idea what you do to me?” Miguel huffed quietly, his thumbs barely peeking up the hem of your shirt and rubbing the bare skin of your stomach.
You just stared up at him, your mind still foggy from the kiss you two had shared moments ago. You shook your head with a quiet “No…”
Miguel sighed and looked down at your chest, his cock twitching inside his pants. He didn’t even bother hiding his erection anymore, moving your hips against his to show you the effect you had on him. You let out a gasp at the strange feeling, your fingers digging into his shoulders as your whole body felt hot now.
“I can’t help it… you’re just so fucking sweet… you haunt me in my dreams, I swear to god. Every night when I go to bed, all I can dream about is you and that fucking body of yours… all just for me.”
Your eyes widened at his words, not expecting him to say those kind of things to you. Normally, you’d be freaked out or even scared… but something about the way Miguel looked at you made you feel different. You weren’t sure if it was from the kiss earlier or your feelings for him in general, but you felt… ready in a sense. When Miguel saw your eyes widen at his words, his face dropped as he suddenly became worried.
“…Was that too much?” Miguel whispered gently, his brows furrowed together.
You slowly shook your head and placed a soft kiss to his cheek.
“No… I- If anything, I… I sometimes have dreams about you, too…” You admitted with a quiet tone, looking away.
Miguel nearly went off the rails when you told him that, his pants feeling tighter around his dick. He moved you closer to him once more, moving your hair to the side.
“Mierda… Tell me about your dreams…” Miguel mumbled against you, pressing slow kisses to your cheek and down your neck.
Your thighs pressed together as a wet patch formed in your panties, your stomach flipping as you felt his lips against your skin. A shaky breath left your mouth, nearly moaning from how good it felt to have Miguel treat you this way. It was definitely wrong, but it felt so right. If anyone else had stayed with you two during the late shift and caught you like this, you’d be fired on the spot.
But nobody else was here. Just the two of you.
“S- sometimes I dream about you k- kissing me like this… and even…” Your voice faltered as you quickly grew shy again, biting down on your lip.
Miguel kissed and nipped at your neck, leaving little marks on your skin.
“Go on, Cariño…”
You swallowed before speaking again, letting a soft moan slip out.
“Even… touching me…”
Miguel moaned at that, causing your head to spin even more. You felt so hot that you swore you were going to pass out, but luckily you didn’t. He moved up to place a firm kiss on your lips, pulling away to look at you.
“Have I done anything more than just touching you in your dreams?” Miguel muttered lowly, his lips wet and raw.
You thought for a second before slowly shaking your head with a small breath.
“I always woke up before… before I could find out…” You answered Miguel.
Miguel frowned at that, looking at the marks on your neck before making direct eye contact with you. He sighed and shook his head, clicking his tongue.
“Well… do you wanna know what I’d do to you in my dreams?”
You nodded at him, genuinely curious as to what he dreamed about when you weren’t there with him. His forehead pressed against yours as his lips were centimeters away from your lips, his hands trailing from your waist down to your ass.
“In my dreams… I’d have you sit on my face and I’d make you cum over and over again until your legs give out..”
The image Miguel just gave you nearly made you collapse. You felt weak to your knees, a gentle whine escaping your lips. Miguel squeezed your thighs and kissed you once more, his hands moving up to the hem of your shirt. He parted from you to look at your face.
“Can I?” Miguel asked, wanting to make sure you were okay with this before he went any farther.
You looked at him for a few moments before making a decision, whispering out a small “Yes” to him. He took that as his green light and gently took your coat off first before moving to your shirt. He rolled the material up your body and over your head, helping you take your shirt off. Once you were topless in front of him, Miguel’s eyes scanned your chest. He muttered something quietly in Spanish before letting out a breathy sigh.
“Have I ever told you just how beautiful you are?” He coos softly.
Your face burned up as you felt vulnerable in front of him, but when Miguel spoke, you slowly started to become more comfortable. A bashful expression appeared on your face as you just shook your head.
“Not entirely…”
Miguel hummed gently as he pressed a kiss to your forehead, reaching towards your back to unclip your bra.
“Well… I think you’re the most gorgeous person I’ve ever met… every time I see you, it’s always hard for me to look away. Shit, baby, it’s even hard for me to look away in my dreams. I wouldn’t give it up for any other view… you’re so fucking beautiful, sweetheart” Miguel spoke in between kisses to your face and lips while gently kneading your exposed breasts.
You couldn’t help but moan at his words mixed with his touch, kissing him back each time he placed a kiss onto your soft lips. Miguel couldn’t get enough of the sweet sounds you made, craving even more from you. His hands moved down to unbutton your pants, taking off every last piece of clothing on your body before leaving you completely naked in front of him. Miguel’s breath hitched as he looked at your body.
It was even better than he imagined in his dreams.
Miguel placed small kisses down your neck and collarbone until he made it to your breasts, gently kissing and sucking one while his hand toyed with the other. The sensation made you moan a little louder, biting down on your lip to contain yourself. Miguel seemed to take notice of this and removed his mouth from your nipple.
“You don’t have to be quiet, muñeca… it’s just us. I wanna hear your pretty moans.. god, I’ve been dreaming about this for so long…”
As soon as he said that, his hands gripped your hips and he stared at you with nothing but lust in his eyes. Suddenly, he placed you on top of him as he laid down on the large table in the room. You could feel the tent in his pants right against your wet pussy, a low whine leaving your lips which caused Miguel to groan softly.
“Want you to sit on my face, querida… please…” Miguel begged softly, his hands still on your hips.
You let out a whimper at his request, reluctantly moving so your hips were directly above his face. You were hovering over him, not knowing what else to do. Miguel let out a quiet sigh, not wanting to wait any longer. He wanted to taste you… he had to taste you.
“You’re hovering, sweetheart. Lower your hips for me, ‘kay?” Miguel instructed, looking up at you from between your legs.
You looked down at him, slightly embarrassed from the position you were in. Regardless of how shy you became, you obeyed Miguel anyways, slowly lowering your hips a little.
“Is this g-“ Before you could even get your question out, Miguel’s mouth immediately attached to your clit.
You let out a loud gasp and moaned, Miguel’s tongue exploring your folds and licking up your juices. He let out a low growl that sent vibrations through your body, making you squirm and cry out.
“Joder, nena, sabes tan dulce… todo para mi~” Miguel moaned, his head moving up more to lick and suck on your clit again.
You whimpered as he sucked on your clit again, afraid that you would crush him if you moved your hips any lower. Miguel’s hands moved up to your ass and groped it tightly, his tongue poking your hole and sliding inside of you. The warm and wet feeling made your hands slam down on the table, trying not to drop your hips directly onto his face. Small pants left your mouth as his tongue fucked your hole and his nose brushed up against your sensitive clit, moaning as you kept your eyes shut tightly.
That’s when you felt Miguel’s hands grip your hips and his tongue slips out of your pussy, making you whine in response. You gasp as he pulls your hips down with such force, your eyes widening as you look down at him.
“Ay, Cariño, what did I tell you ‘bout the hovering? Stop hovering and sit on my face” Miguel scolded, spanking your ass as he goes back to licking and sucking your poor abused clit.
You cried out as you felt a new wave of pleasure form inside you, sobbing as he hit all of your spots with his mouth.
“Miguel~! Mig-“ You gasped, pulling his hair with one hand as the other stayed on the table for support.
But Miguel could care less if you suffocated him. Hell, he wanted you to. The sound of his name coming from your lips nearly made him cum in his pants right then and there. Every pretty noise that came out of your mouth was better than his dreams alone, not wanting you to stop. Miguel kissed and teased your clit more, savoring your taste as much as possible. His breath grew heavier and heavier as sweat trickled down his temples, burying his face in your pussy.
Miguel’s mouth left your clit with a small ‘pop’ as he re-entered his tongue inside your soaked hole, making you rut your hips against his face. The way his nose bumped your clit and his warm tongue stuffed inside you made your eyes roll back, your legs twitching already.
“God, don’t stop~ please don’t stop, Miggy~ feels s’good~” You begged pathetically, your shy demeanor now leaving your body.
Miguel moaned against you and spanked your ass hard once more, his fingers digging into your thighs. His own hips twitched against nothing as he listened to your pleads and moans, fucking you with his tongue relentlessly. With the way you begged so nicely for him to keep going, Miguel swore he could feel his precum seeping through his boxers and pants. How could he refuse you?
“Miguel-! I- I think I’m-“ You tried to warn him that you were close, your legs nearly giving out on you.
If it weren’t for Miguel’s large hands holding your hips up, you definitely would’ve collapsed on his face. But you were so desperate to cum, continuing to grind on his face as he licked a fat stripe from your hole to your clit. He caught his breath and looked up at you for a moment, his eyes dark and full of arousal.
“Go ahead, princesa… cum for me” Miguel moaned, going back to sucking your clit.
With just those words alone, the coil inside your stomach broke. You cried out loudly as you came, chanting his name over and over again. Your legs shook and you nearly collapsed onto him, Miguel catching you just in time. He licked up every drop of your release, making sure to not let it go to waste. You whimpered as he continued to lick your sensitive pussy, becoming overstimulated from his tongue. Your hands pressed down onto the table to hold yourself up, catching your breath as you carefully crawled off of his face.
As you sat down on the table next to Miguel, he sat up straight and faced you, panting heavily. Your eyes widened as you saw his chin was soaked from your juices, a dark blush forming across your cheeks. Miguel noticed your face as he finally caught his breath, a small laugh leaving his lips.
“How do you feel?” Miguel asked, licking his lips and wiping his chin off with his coat sleeve.
A soft breath left your mouth as you looked at him, a sheepish smile forming on your face, “I feel… I feel like that was the best thing I’ve ever experienced..”
Miguel chuckled and leaned over to you, placing a tender kiss to your lips. You melted against him and returned the kiss, slowly pulling away to look at him.
“I’m glad I could make you feel like that… say, uh… our shift actually ended like… 10 minutes ago” Miguel spoke as he checked his watch.
Your eyes widened as you looked around for your discarded clothes, Miguel quickly grabbing them before you could get off of the table.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart, I got it. Just sit for a little bit, catch your breath” He mumbled, putting your clothes back on for you.
Your chest fluttered as he did so, smiling at him in a loving way. Miguel noticed this and chuckled as he helped you put your panties back on.
“What?”
“Nothing, nothing… I was just wondering.. do you wanna stay the night at my place?” You offered, moving your hips a little as Miguel clothed you.
Miguel grinned widely at the offer, placing a peck to your forehead and nodding.
“Of course, I’d like that… I’ll buy dinner for us on the way there. My treat for this” Miguel hummed, putting your shirt on and placing soft kisses to your knuckles.
Your smile widened as he said that, pulling him in for a kiss. Miguel wrapped his arms around you as he kissed you back, his forehead pressed against yours as you two pulled away. He helped you off of the table and the both of you made your way out of the building, holding your hand and rubbing his thumb across your skin.
“Oh, by the way… I heard everything that happened with your co-workers. I was listening the whole time” Miguel admitted, looking over at you.
Your head whipped over to him, a surprised expression on your face. “You were-??”
“Yeah, but don’t worry about it. I actually got promoted as a manager a few weeks ago, so…”
Your eyes widened as a small gasp left your lips. “Wait, so that means-“
“That means you won’t be having to deal with them for much longer. I know those assholes have been messing with you since you got here… plus, everything they said about you is wrong. You’re the best worker this place has to offer and those dickheads have been here longer than you have” Miguel responded to you, placing a kiss to your temple.
A grin formed on your lips as joy filled your chest, squeezing Miguel’s hand.
“Thank you, Miguel… that means everything to me.”
“Of course. I gotta make sure my girl is okay.”
You let out a laugh as he said that, placing a soft kiss on his cheek as you walked with him down the street.
“So, is that your way of saying I’m your girlfriend now?” You chuckled.
“Only if you want to be” Miguel answered with a smirk.
You gently smacked his shoulder with your other hand and scoffed playfully, earning a laugh from him.
