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Take me back to this exact moment in time

Daydreaming

Pairing: Benito x reader

Synopsis: A conversation about men leads to unexpected circumstances for Benito.

Word count: 1.5k

You finally had enough. You were tired of giving men countless chances to treat you right, just to be fucked over in the end. Every life lesson chips away your sweet exterior. After this life lesson, you might as well become the villain. There was no need to play nice when it came to men. They never played nice when it came to you.

Your fist slammed into the door louder than you intended.

Benito opened the door with confusion, "Quién eres? La policía?"

You rolled your eyes, hands still on your hips, peaking up at him through your shades.

"You know exactly who I am"

You walked past Benito into his home, removing your shoes at the door. He took your jacket from your shoulders and placed it in the closet. Your jean jacket from your last visit was still there and he never remembers to give it to you.

"Qué te pasó?", Benito quipped

"No entiendo"

"No entiendes?" Benito mumbled, sucking his teeth, "You usually bang on my door like that then barge in?"

"Barge in?", you sneered

Benito waited in silence. He tilted his head to the side as you watched you replay your entrance in your head.

"Okay, maybe I did, but you were going to let me in anyway"

"You don't know that"

He had a wide grin on his face as he walked to the kitchen to grab another wine glass.

"Yes, I do"

"Don't act like you know me", Benito grinned as he imitated your voice

He handed you your wine glass, pulling you to the couch.

"Qué pasó?", he asked again

"I broke up with Darren"

"Finally", he said under his breath

"Y quien te preguntó a ti?"

He looked at you like you had another head growing out your neck. You already knew your patience with Darren was running thin. Benito could see it every time you spoke of him.

"Alright, whatever", you sighed, "I'm tired of being played with like I'm a joke. Every man who wants to speak with me either wants a wife without having a wife or they just lie over dumb shit"

"I hate it so much", you continued, "I deserve so much better, but I think I need to change"

"Why?"

"Maybe I'm too nice. All I do is give and give and give, just to be disappointed in the end"

Benito gave you a moment before he chimed in. He didn't think it was his place to tell you not to change. He always thought you were perfect as is. Any man would be blessed to have someone like you. Your feelings were valid to him. You were always so sweet, and men tried to take advantage of that all the time. It killed him every time you showed up with another story of some man treating you like you didn't matter. He could see the toll it took on it and you still tried to stay optimistic when it came to dating.

"What do you want to change mami?"

"No one needs to see the sweet side of me until I decide they deserve it"

"How?"

"I don't know yet, but I'm officially in my 'I hate men' era", you beamed, "It feels great to say that out loud"

Benito dreaded that the most.

"Not you though", you said, caressing his cheek "I could never hate you mi conejito"

The name always did something to him when it fell past your lips. He knew you were just being sweet, but coming from you, is always his undoing. The wine certainly didn't help.

"Dios mio", he sighed as he placed his glass down on the coaster, "qué cambios--"

"I have a list"

"Diablo, there's a list. Okay"

"Number one, not smiling or laughing too much. Number two, be more direct. Number three, leaving dates when I see the red flags. Number four, stop giving people so many chances. I also need to stop apologizing all the time"

You continued until you reached the last one, "If he's not an eater or can't satisfy me, I'm leaving. Honestly, if he's not an eater, I'm dropping him completely"

He was so glad he put his glass down. The last one caught him off guard entirely. This must be you being more direct. Usually when it came down to discussing sex with Benito, you found ways to say it without actually saying it.

"Lo siento", you sighed, taking a sip from your glass, "The last one might have been a bit much"

"No te disculpes, recerda? Te mereces estar satisfecho"

"Se siente bien decirlo en voz alta, pero yo también quiero sentirme bien"

"No entiendo cómo los hombres están de acuerdo con eso. Es como irse antes de terminar tu trabajo"

Benito was always going to be on your side, supporting your rights and wrongs. You were always his achilles. He would do anything for you.

"Haría lo que fuera para hacerte sentir bien"

"Lo que sea?"

Those famous last words led to a lingering glance leading to a hesitant kiss to being in Benito's lap. You kissed him, grinding against him until he was moaning into your mouth. Benito's head was swimming as he pulled his dick out his boxers and you pulled your panties to the side.

He watched your face as you adjusted to him sinking into you.

"Eres tan grande"

He couldn't even think of a response, only gripping your hips to give him something to hold on to. In your current state with needing to relieve your anger and satisfaction, he was going to need it.

"Papi, estás listo?", you grinned

Benito could feel you tighten around him, ready to get started. He nodded.

"No. Necisito eschuchar tu voz bonita"

"Sí", he choked out

"Bien", you cheered, "No tócame. I need to do this"

It wasn't that Benito couldn't satisfy you. You just wanted to be in control for once.

Benito's heart pounded in is chest as his hands moved from your waist. You placed your hands on his shoulders, bracing your feet on the cushions. The moment you started bouncing on it, Benito's brain turned to mush. He let out a string of incoherent English and Spanish.

He squeezed his eyes shut as you ran your fingers through the hairs at the nape of his neck. Your arms were wrapped around him, pulling his face into your top that was already unzipped. He placed sloppy kisses all over chest, not caring if he died from asphyxiation.

Benito wasn't small by any means as he stretched you more than your toy ever could. You held on as long as you could, but Benito was itching the spot you desperately needed scratched and all he cared about was making you feel good.

He enjoyed being used by you more than he would care to admit. A beautiful woman using him for her pleasure made his dick harder than usual.

You could feel your walls beginning to crumble. You were relentless. The burning sensation in your thighs wasn't going to stop you. You were getting there by any means.

Benito moaned into your chest. You pulled back enough for him to see he was just as lost in it as you were.

"Puedo tocarte?", he begged, barely staying in control

"Sí"

Benito's hands immediately found your waist. He made sure he kept your pace. The first stroke made you go silent. You tried so hard to get it out, but your mind was blank. Benito could barely remember his name, but he knew in that moment, there was just the two of you.

"Respira", he said, taking several deep breaths with you, "Good girl"

Your body sank into his further, body turning to Jello. A tremble went down your spine as you screamed his name, finally finding your words. Your body froze as your orgasm tore through you. Benito wrapped his arms around your waist, fucking you harder, pushing deeper.

He could feel you squeezing around him, soaking his dick. He could hear the aftermath with each thrust.

There was no time to think. Benito flipped you on your back while still inside. He was still hard. It took all he had in him not to finish with you.

He hooked his arms under your thighs, keeping them spread for him. He sinks into you, but this time he's rougher. His hips snap at a pace you weren't used to. Your next orgasm was almost immediate, but Benito didn't stop.

"Esta bien", he groaned in your ear, "Puedes tomarlo. Puedes llevarte todo de mí"

"Papi, lléname"

The soft words falling from your lips was his undoing. Benito kissed you sloppily, losing all control he had left. He spilled inside you, moaning into your mouth.

"Benito", you called, waving your hand in his line of sight

Benito finally blinked, realizing where he was. Both of you were still on the couch, fully dressed.

"I was telling you I'm officially in my 'I hate men' era", you paused looking at Benito for a sign of life

"Are you ignoring me?", you giggled

"No", he sighed, "Lo siento. Estaba solo soñando despierto"

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