Synopsis: Rauw and his gf have been dating while keeping their relationship a secret from the media. During his press tour for Cosa Nuestra, he realizes he will be interviewed by his new love. Very sweet w/ a bit of smut (:
Request from @rauwswife12 (Thank you for sending this in and being so patient with me lol)
A/N: Thanks for baring with me guys! Life is changing and I'm trying to keep up. I'm excited for my first standalone fic about Rauw! This is my favorite song from Cosa Nuestra. As soon as it starts, it immediately sounds like someone falling in love. Listen here :)
Rauw smiled softly at the woman before him, preparing for their interview. Her smile was as warm and inviting as her delicate perfume permeated the air. The smell of coconut and vanilla reminded him of his recent trip home. He never thought something as mundane as a trip home would introduce him to the love of his life.
"Disculpe mami", Rauw grinned as he cleaned his glasses, "ÂżTe he visto antes?"
"No sĂ©", you beamed, "RecordarĂa si nos hubiĂ©ramos encontrado"
Before he could reply, the cameraman announced the interview would begin in two minutes.
He winked at you, forcing you to hide your blush as you looked away. Rauw had a very special way of making you nervous. A shiver went down your spine at the thought of your last date night together. A quiet evening at home with candlelight and dancing.
When he met you in December in the earliest of hours, he thought he was dreaming when he saw you. You sat next to him, struggling to put your carryon in the overhead bin. Rauw offered to help, noticing your expression whenever the weight of the bag fell on your wrist. Even though both of you were used to falling asleep as soon as the plane took off, you stayed up to keep each other company. Before the plane landed, you exchanged numbers, promising to keep in contact.
The promise was well kept. That evening, you stayed up with him in the late hours of the evening turning into the earliest hours of the morning. His voice was in your ear until you fell asleep on the phone. Two days later, Rauw asked you out on a date. No one could separate you two even if they tried.
The press junkets were 15 minutes each, taking 4 hours to get all of them done. He was excited to talk about his leg of the tour in the US. When he announced his tour for Cosa Nuestra at the end of his album, everyone was talking about it.
The interview was standard, asking the typical questions he was prepared for.
"You're not new to touring the states. Which spot do you think might be your favorite?"
"Choosing a favorite is hard because each one brings a different energy. I love that", Rauw thought for a moment, "I'm not saying it is my favorite, but I do enjoy spending a lot of time in New York"
You really wanted to confirm you loved spending time with him in New York, but that had to be kept under wraps for now.
"Tengo una pregunta pa'ti", he asked, knowing he caught you off guard
"ÂżCuĂĄl canciĂłn es tu favo--"
"Amar de nuevo es mi favorita"
"That one is my favorite too"
Rauw held your gaze, keeping you attentive, eyes on him. You didn't want to appear too comfortable with him in public. It didn't take much for people to make assumptions now a days, but then again, the assumptions would be correct...this time.
"Esta canciĂłn es muy especial a mi. Cuando sufres una decepciĂłn amorosa, lo Ășltimo en lo que piensas es en volver a encontrar el amor. Y cuando menos lo esperaba, encontrĂ© a la mujer de mis sueños. Mi princesa es el amor de mi vida. "
He toyed with the ring on his finger before he spoke again.
"Estoy enamorado de ella. Todos los dĂas encuentro mĂĄs razones para enamorarme mĂĄs de ella y solo puedo esperar que ella sienta lo mismo"
Your breath hitched. His gaze never left yours. There was a brief moment of silence as you collected yourself.
"Algo me dice que ella siente lo mismo"
The rest of the interview went as planned with more discussions about the creative process, but you knew that already. He invited you to the studio every chance he could get. When he finished Amar de Nuevo, you realized he kept this song away from you until the right moment.
When MAG, Tyler, and Mick left for a break, you didn't think anything of it. Rauw admitted there was a song he didn't want you to hear until it was complete. He didn't tell you anything else before he hit play. Everything he wanted to tell you was outlined in the most beautiful way possible. He will always be open and honest with you, but you knew how hard a public heartbreak could be. In spite of how heartbroken he had been, he found love again with you.
By the time his team returned, you were in the corner of the studio kissing your boyfriend like you would never see him again.
Later that evening after the interview, Rauw came home with dinner in hand. He took some time coming home to get his thoughts together. What he said during the interview felt different. He meant everything he said to you. He's loved women in the past, but being completely in love with someone felt different. It made him vulnerable.
You were already in the living room, dressed comfortably awaiting his return. Your team sent you a copy of the interview. They asked if you could translate, but you politely refused. You knew this was not for everyone to understand.
Rauw could hear you replaying his part of the interview as he left the kitchen. You greeted him with a smile, but both of your hearts were racing. The laptop was thrown to the side as soon as you saw him.
"During our interview...what I said..", you could hear the nerves starting to take over. Shit, he could feel it.
He pulled you into his arms, your face buried in the crook of his neck.
"Te amo", you repeated it like a prayer every time you placed a kiss on his face
He squeezed you tighter, finally able to let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. You were already completely his. What was supposed to be a gentle kiss turned into something far more. It exposed how much you two truly needed each other.
Rauw felt your small hands gently squeezing and stroking him through his dress pants. He grew in your hand, panting with every stroke. Every time you tightened your grip, only to return to gently stroking him again, he started to lose what little composure he had.
"Mi amorcita, ten cuidado"
Ignoring his warning, you dropped to your knees, eye level with his belt. One thing he hated more than anything was being teased. Naturally, it was your favorite thing to do. Without breaking eye contact, you brought his pants down to his ankles.
Rauw thought he might burst through the seams of his boxers. He knew exactly what he wanted to do with you, but his thoughts came to an immediate stop when your tongue traced his length through the cotton.
You held on to his waist, kissing him where he was most sensitive. His fingers wrapped around your curls as he pulled you back to eye level.
"Juegas demasiado", he groaned, "Diablo"
"Me encanta jugar conmigo"
He pulled your hair, forcing your line of sight to the ceiling. Wet kissed were placed from your shoulder to the spot behind your ear. His teeth sunk into the sensitive skin. He slid his free hand between your legs, rubbing rough circles against your clit through your panties. He forced you to stand there and take it.
"Si no actĂșas como un mocoso, no te tratarĂ© como tal", he said with another tug at your hair
"Good girl. Always so good for me", he smiled against your neck, "Voltéate"
You did as you were told, allowing him to undress you as slow as he pleased. You whined until he slapped your ass, reminding you regardless, he was still in control.
Somehow the two of you made it to the bed. As soon as he knew you were close enough to the mattress, he pushed you on your back and climbed on top of you.
Rauw held on as he sunk into you. You both tensed at the new sensation. He always turned you on, but tonight you could barely contain it. Every time he slipped in and reluctantly pulled out, you hear it. He set a pace that made your breath catch in your throat.
Between hearing oyes eso and respira, you were barely functioning, but you complied regardless.
Rauw could feel you tighten around him. It was like you were made for him in every possible way.
With his face buried in your neck, he told you all the things he only said aloud when you were sleeping. Each statement, he sunk into you deeper and deeper.
"Eres mi amor de mi vida"
"He esperado tanto tiempo para estar contigo"
"Por fi no me dejes mi vida"
With the last stroke, he knew he wouldn't last. You were holding on and squeezing him for dear life. You were going to take everything he gave you.
He didn't want it any other way. Letting you take it all from him was a blessing. He would give you anything to your heart desired with no hesitation.
"Mi amor", he groaned, "Estoy tan--"
"DĂĄmelo por fi. Te necesito", you moaned with all your tiny voice could muster
He sank into you one last time before hitting your sweet spot once more. Your legs trembled as they wrapped around him to keep him inside of you, taking every last drop.
You greedily squeezed around him harder, trying to get more. His body tensed, instinctually telling him to keep going. You kissed and sucked all over his neck. Leaving a map of hickies in its wake.
The room fell silent as you and Rauw tried to catch your breath. He stared down at you like you put the stars in the sky just for him. You were everything he ever dreamed of. You cupped his cheek, pulling yourself from the daze he left you in.
"Estoy tan enamorada de ti. Siempre supe que serĂas tĂș. Eres mĂo y soy tuyo"
Rauw teared up as he let your words sink in.
"Soy tuyo y eres mĂo", he repeated
Instead of falling asleep right away, you both ended up in the shower together. The shower was comfortably silent as you helped each other clean up. By the time dinner was finished and the kitchen was cleaned, there was not a lot of energy left between the two of you. You could see the exhaustion starting to sink in. If you didn't go to bed now, he would stay up until you fell asleep.
Finally in bed, Rauw pulled you into his arms. He sunk into the mattress, listening to you hum your favorite song.
