⫸ Pictures that burn ⫷ (Carlos Oliveira x fem/reader)
⫸ Word count ⫷ • 1.381 ⫸ Content warning ⫷ • SFW (I promise!) • Use of Y/N (Your Name) • Use of some cuss words & the word princess (princesa) • Yes, the pictures of Carlos are AI (burn me) • Use of sexy photos in the story (they don't represent reader, just a little help for imagination!) ⫸ Authors note ⫷ I wanted to try something new with this photo stuff during the fanfiction. Not sure if I'll use it more often. ! English isn't my first language ! ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘
“Good mor..” He cuts himself off as he looks at me and sees what I’m wearing.
I’ve just walked into the kitchen wearing nothing but one of his shirts and underwear. The shirt comes down to just below my butt. He’s already standing there in his UBCS uniform, leaning against the counter with a cup of coffee in his hand. I can smell the aroma all the way over here. I pause for a moment and look at him. I see him sizing me up, trying to hide his grin behind the coffee cup. I glance down at myself and then back into his eyes.
“Good morning,” I greet him with a slightly cheeky grin on my face.
He looks so irresistible in his uniform.
“Good morning, princesa,” he raises the cup in my direction and nods slightly.
I walk toward him. Right next to him, I stop in front of our wall cabinets and open the door. I deliberately reach all the way to the top of the cabinet, where our smaller cups are kept, so that the shirt slides over my butt and he has a perfect view of it. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see his gaze drifting to my butt, and he leans forward slightly to get a better look before leaning back against the counter.
“Can I help you?” he asks with a piercing gaze.
I snort, because unfortunately I really can’t reach the cups. We absolutely have to hang those cabinets lower. He pushes himself away from the counter and stands right behind me, so I can feel his crotch against my butt. My breathing quickens a little. Even though we’ve been together for a while, it still feels as exciting as it did on the first day. I close my eyes and press my lips together. He reaches past me to grab a cup from the cabinet. Just as I’m about to press my butt against his crotch, he pulls away from me and pours me a cup of coffee.
“Here you go,” he smiles at me and hands me the hot cup.
I look at him sheepishly and take the coffee cup.
“Thanks.”
We both take a sip from our cups at the same time. Then he places his cup in the sink. He steps in front of me to cup my face in his hands and give me a tender kiss on the lips. I savor every second of the kiss, because Carlos has to leave on a mission again today for a while. Which means I won’t see him again for a few days—or maybe even weeks. Every time, I’m afraid he might not come back. That I’ll get a call saying he didn’t make it. I know Carlos takes care of himself. So far, he’s never come home with any serious injuries, just a few scrapes here and there. But still, I worry. He tries to give me updates every now and then and keep me in the loop, but sometimes I don’t hear from him for hours.
“I have to go now, princesa,” he says, kissing my forehead.
He doesn’t take his hands off me yet. He keeps them on my cheeks. They feel a little rough through his gloves. I look into his eyes, and he immediately notices my sad expression.
“Don’t worry. I’ll write to you as often as I can. And when I come back, we’ll make up for why you were just trying to seduce me,” he winks at me with a smile.
I can’t hide my grin. He takes his hands off me. I reach for his vest. He doesn’t have any weapons or anything else in his pockets yet. I move my palms to his muscular arms and stroke them. He watches my every move. Then he looks down at me. He looks like a giant next to me. Especially with all his gear. He has such beautiful brown eyes.
“Believe me, if I weren’t already running late, I’d pick you up right now and fuck you on the kitchen counter,” he whispers, almost in a murmur.
My body tingles at his words. I love it when he talks dirty. With his accent, it all sounds even more seductive. I’m getting hot. How am I supposed to hold out until he gets back? Once again, he cups my face in his gloved hands and presses a wild, intense kiss on my lips. With a smacking sound, he pulls away from me.
“I love you,” he says to me one last time.
“I love you too,” I whisper.
Then he grabs his bag and keys from the hallway and walks out the door.
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Later that evening, I’m lying on the sofa, wrapped up in a wool blanket. The TV is on. I’m watching a horror movie. My steaming cup of tea sits on the coffee table. I’ve lit a few candles. Still, it’s relatively dark in the living room. Only the candlelight, the moon outside, and the TV bring light into the darkness. As always, my thoughts are on Carlos. Is he okay? Have they arrived in the area yet? Is he thinking of me too? What a question—of course he is. Suddenly, my phone vibrates. I pick it up and smile when my hunch is confirmed.
We’re on our way to the area. With any luck, I’ll be back in a few days. Miss you.
I can’t help but smile even more as I read his message. I reply right away.
I can’t wait for you to come home so we can pick up right where we left off. I miss you, too.
I hit send. Even without seeing him, I know he must be smiling at my message. Less than twenty seconds later, a reply comes.
Then head to the kitchen in plenty of time and wait right where I unfortunately had to leave you standing today. And don’t you dare not be wearing exactly what you had on this morning.
I can’t help but grin even more. I imagine him whispering those words in my ear with his accent. Why is my vagina throbbing like this right now? It just goes to show what an effect this man has on me—I’m already ready, even though he’s miles away. I bite my lip. I flinch when a scream suddenly comes from the TV. I’d completely forgotten about the movie. I use the remote to turn the volume down. It occurs to me that I had an erotic photo shoot done a while back. I haven’t told Carlos about it yet. I open my gallery and pick out a picture. I find one pretty quickly. I open our chat again and add some text to the picture.
I can't wait for you to come home.
We’ve never sent each other pictures like this before. Nervously, I press a button on my phone to turn the screen black. I press it against my chest. My heart is racing. I take a deep breath as the phone vibrates again.
Oh my god! Princess! Damn bad timing.
I lick my lips at the message. Then another message pops up.
You have no idea how much I’d love to spank your ass. If the guys weren’t here right now, I’d grab my crotch and look at the picture even longer and more closely.
I’m grinning more and more. I’d love to send him even more pictures. But I’ll save those for another time. My phone lights up again. It shows that Carlos has sent me a picture. My eyes widen. What on earth could it be? After all, he’s still sitting in the car with his colleagues. Or have they maybe arrived by now? I take a deep breath before opening the message, and my breath catches in my throat.
As a little payback.
I’m speechless. This guy is just so hot.
I took advantage of the fact that the others had just gotten out. But unfortunately, I have to go now. Enjoy the picture. I’ll take a closer look at yours later when I have some time. Love you!
I bite my lip and reply one last time before he heads off on his next mission.
Take care!
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