#coco smut

[ravennaortiz]

Omg can we mix prompt lists? If so can we get Coco 1. Running doesn’t matter I’ll hunt you down if I have to from the Yandere list with 42. Let’s have a baby from the OG list? If not then just number 1 from the Yandere list. Smutty smut please. Thank you.

Hello Love!

Mix and match is totally allowed!!!! These are the perfect prompts to mix together as well. As always 18+.

Warning: Primal Play/Rough Sex/Breeding

For Keeps

Coco had been watching you dance so intently he barely registered the footsteps approaching from behind.  “It’s a good thing you two are together. Any other woman would think you want to eat her, the way you are looking at her.” Stated Angel as he slapped Coco’s shoulder as he too watched you spin around on the dance floor. Coco chuckled before slightly turning to look at his friend. “I want to devour her, in fact I do so on a regular basis” he stated before moving around the table. “I catch you looking at her again and you best get used to the dark cause it’ll be the only thing you see ” he added making Angel roll his eyes.

You had your eyes closed as your hips swayed to the music. The shots of Tequila had you floating and warm. You had long since shed your jacket and shoes, hair falling loosely around your face as you spun around. Not a care in the world as you let the beat take you. You knew he was watching, his eyes burning a hole through you with the heat of his gaze. Only getting hotter the higher your dress rose up as you moved, revealing the trail of love bites along your thighs, leading a path up to his favorite place.

You jumped as arms snaked around you. Before you could react teeth were sinking into the pulse point of your neck. “Coco” you moaned loudly as you melted back into him. You could feel his smirk as he traced his teeth marks before sucking at it for a couple seconds. He growled when you started grinding back on him. He had his hands on the front hem trying to keep it down as it rose higher. No way would his prized possession be seen by all the beasts in this room. She was his. You were his. Forever.

“Let’s have a baby Corazon” he whispered in your ear making you shiver. His tongue traced along the curve of your ear as he walked you forward to a dark corner of the clubhouse. You were so hot and bothered at this point you would agree to almost anything. A baby though was a big responsibility. “I don’t know love. Think about it” you whispered as he pressed your face into a wall, ravaging the other side of your neck as his hands roamed your sides and ass. You bit your lip as his erection pushed into your ass.

“What’s to think about? You want to leave me? Don’t want to be connected forever?” asked Coco his voice low and rough, a hint of danger to it that had your core clenching around nothing. “Dunno, maybe” you giggled as you shrugged. It was stupid, dangerous really to toy with him like this. You knew that but the alcohol and your arousal leaking down your thighs had you feeling bold. You were still surprised when he gripped your arm and spun you around to face him.

His hand on your jaw gentle but firm as he forced you to meet his eyes while the rested on your stomach keeping you pinned to the wall. His dark, wild eyes searched yours briefly before he tilted his head. He had seen the glint of mischief. You wanted to play with the beast tonight. He just had to figure out how much you wanted. “Maybe huh?” he stated as he grinned as he moved closer to you making your breath hitch. “Mmmhmm” you uttered as your noses touched. 

“I need a decisive answer” he stated as he moved his hand from your jaw to caress your face. Using his knee he opened your legs making you moan at the contact. “Yes” you groaned as he let you grind down on his leg. “Tell me how you wanna get away” he panted as he felt your arousal soak through his jeans. He closed his eyes as he waited for your answer. “Run” you mumbled making his eyes snap open. Of course you would ask for that level he thought to himself. 

Coco pulled back slightly to assess you, his fingers tapping on your belly. You frowned when Coco took several steps back from you. “Running doesn’t matter. Ill hunt you down if I have to” he stated with a shrug as he turned his back to you. “Babe?” you questioned as you moved towards him, worried you had messed up. “Better get moving” he called as he glanced at you as he took his leather off followed quickly by his shirt. “What? Did you think I’d take you home first?” he added as he started working on his belt. “If you don’t get to moving those damn feet the whole club is going to see you get bred like a good, obedient bitch” he chuckled as he watched your mind finally pick up what he was laying down.

“Ya’ll are freaks” stated Angel as he watched you tear past him and to the door. Coco shrugged as he took his belt off and worked on his jeans. “Take my stuff for me like usual?” he asked as he looked at his phone, he figured he would give you a couple minutes. “Yeah, giving her some extra time?” asked Angel with a laugh. “Yeah, figured since she didn’t know it rained while she was dancing the night away it’s only fair. Muddy as hell out there. Won’t be hard to track her” laughed Coco as Angel shook his head.

“Fuck” you snapped as your legs slipped out from under you as you jumped down the stairs. You slid a couple feet in the mud before coming to a rest. You lay there briefly before scrambling up, having a hard time gaining purchase. “Are you okay?” called Gilly from where he and Creeper stood watching you as they smoked.

“Yup….Coco and I are playing a little game of….tag” you stated as you climbed onto the hood of the clubs van. Both men snorted at your wording. They like Angel were all too familiar with your and Cocos game of tag. “Want help getting to the roof? You should be able to skirt down to EZ’s trailer if you’re quick” suggested Creeper. “We won’t tell” stated Gilly with a laugh as he put out his cigarette and moved to help you.

Coco chuckled quietly a couple minutes later as he stood on the porch of the clubhouse. He could see where you landed and fought for purchase in the slick mud. You were going to be filthy and he would owe you a dress. No way would you be able to get the stains out of it even if he didn’t plan to rip it to shreds. His eyes looked over the mud all over the vans hood. He frowned as he looked around at the other vehicles. They were all clean. But no more prints in the mud to show you had continued on the ground.

Walking slowly down the steps he tried the van doors and found them unlocked. Too easy he thought as he opened the back expecting to find you. Once he had cleared the van he stood surveying the hood. Maybe you went back inside? How could he have missed you? Making his way back up he felt something hit his face. Wiping at it he looked at his fingers and noted mud.

You had just got off the roof when you heard a howl. Your heart sped up as you glanced towards the trailer with the lights on. Could you make it in time? You bit your lip as you pondered getting back on the roof. It would take too much energy and time though. You took off sprinting right as you saw a shadow move around the corner of the clubhouse. You knew it was Coco without a doubt.

Coco let you get almost to the door before he pounced. Knocking you down the two of you rolled through the mud. You let out a shriek before he clamped a muddy hand over your mouth making you gag as dirt and gravel got in your mouth. Before Coco could say anything the trailer door flew open revealing a half dressed EZ.

“What the fuck is going on” he called as he moved to come down. “Go back inside boy scout” Coco growled as he bared his teeth at EZ. “I’m good. Playing” you called as Coco moved his hand from your mouth as EZs’s eyes drifted to you for confirmation. “Okay” replied EZ as he nodded and moved back inside.

“Told you that you couldn’t run away from me” stated Coco as he pushed you down into the ground as he straddle your hips as his hands moved to grip the fabric of your dress. “Silly girl” he murmured as he ripped the material off you making you whine and whimper. “Shh” scolded Coco as he delivered a sharp slap to your ass that had tears springing to your eyes.

Once the fabric of your dress was gone Coco laid on top of you as he grinded his boxer clad erection into your ass as he kissed your neck. “Please” you moaned as you tried to raise your hips to get more contact. “Please what?” teased Coco as he nipped your ear lobe making you gasp. “Fuck me” you moaned.

“I told you I want a baby though” panted Coco as he raised up slightly as he kissed and bit down your back and onto your ass. He raised your hips up as he went. “Want this belly round and full in a few months” he continued as he rubbed a hand over your stomach before dipping to your clit and running his fingers through your slick heat. He closed his eyes as he dipped in and out of you, feeling your walls flutter and clench around him.

 He took you right to the edge before pulling out making you whine. You just wanted to cum and would agree to anything at this point to have his cock inside you. “Breed me please Coco.” You begged as you pushed back against him trying to get some friction. “I want it. Cum in me”

Coco was quick to push his boxers down and bury himself into you. Your words cut off in a scream as his first thrust took your breath away. The air was filled with the sounds of skin slapping, your moans and Cocos grunts as he fucked you hard and fast. You were lost on a wave of overwhelming pleasure as he used you. Your eyes clouded with lust as he kept you locked in the position he wanted.

His pace became erratic for a moment before he bit down on the back of your neck as he shoved himself deep inside you painting your walls with his release. You moaned and dug your hands into the dirt as you felt his seed hit your walls in spurts as your body clamped around him, greedily sucking his cum from him.

Coco collapsed on top of you as you both came down from your highs. “I love you” he murmured as he kissed you gently. “Love you too” you whispered as you smiled. “Lets get you cleaned up and home to bed” stated Coco as he pulled out of you making you whine.

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Sing For Me

This is my first time posting my work on here so be nice please. I got this idea from a line from a Lana Del Rey song called Fishtail. It was only the one line that served as inspiration for this.

Readers 18+ only

Warnings: Language and Smut

“What are you thinking about?” The question spilled out of your mouth before you even had a chance to stop it.

You internally roll your eyes at your own stupid question. You knew this question never turned out well for any woman in history. Ever. It was a question that was rarely answered if at all. Perhaps on another night or another time but not right after the man lying next you had just given you the best tongue lashing you’d ever had in your life. But it was for this reason exactly that you were asking the question in the first place.

He had shown up at your door just moments ago completely unannounced. You had just gotten out of the shower and slipped into your Eeyore tank and matching shorties. You heard the pounding on the door as you were pulling down the sheets. It was so unexpected that it had startled you. You hesitated. You weren’t expecting any visitors tonight. You reach for your phone to check your messages. You friends know better. They know to text first.

“y/n, it’s me. I know you’re there.”

You relax a bit when you hear the familiar voice. Then it hit you. What the hell was he doing here? You liked him and all. You’ve hung out together dozens of times, but it was always in public places and never alone. It was usually always a group setting and never one on one conversations. You two were cool but not cool like that. So why was he here at your place and at this hour?

You open the door and let him in, avoiding eye contact. Around others all was fine but alone he made you nervous as hell.

“Hey,” he says.

“Hey.” you finally look up into his eyes. Heart racing.

Silence filled the room. With each second you could swear you heard your heart beating faster. It was only when he moved in a step closer that you realized how close he’d been to you already, now he left no room between you. No, he was completely invading your space. You knew it and he knew it. You wondered but said nothing. Then you glanced up at him again and it clicked. He was waiting on you. Wanting to see what you’d do next. You saw the look on his face, it was a combination of amusement and desire. He wanted; needed you to touch him. His crooked smile was daring you. The slightly arched brow was challenging you. And you knew it was your move.

You snaked your arms around his neck, gently nudging him closer to you and you pressed your lips against his. He tasted slightly of alcohol and cigarettes and it was delicious. His stubble prickling at your cheeks, were it another, you would have hated that but with this man, each prickle electrified you and sent every hair on your body on full alert.

That was all he needed. He’d wanted you from the moment he’d set eyes on you but he’d stayed away from you. He’d decided from that very day that you were too good for him yet he was always willing to be a good friend to you if you’d asked him for that but you never did. So he’d resigned himself to being just a friendly face. Someone who would you would just say hi to and offer him the prettiest of smiles. Someone who would always laugh at his jokes whether they hit or not. You always got it even when no one else did. Your laughter only made him want to say or do more stupid shit to just to make you laugh more even if it was at his expense. It was worth it to him.

But tonight he couldn’t take it anymore. He wouldn’t deny himself. He would cross that line tonight. A line that he knew full well he could never come back from. Tonight he knew exactly what he wanted and he was going to take it.

This kiss was never gentle, it was never meant to be. It was one full of longing, aching and pent up desire desperate to be released.

He left a trail of burning heat along your neck then traced them with his tongue, if that was meant to dampen the fire it only served to fan the flames. That action elicited a sound from you that you didn’t even know you were capable of, at least not by being stimulated in that area of your body. That sound had a similar effect on him, just like the one he’d just given you. It spurred him on because he knew exactly what he wanted to do to you. He’d been wanting to do it to you for a long time and if he could get that beautiful sound of pleasure from you just by tasting your neck, he was only all too ready to find out what pretty little sounds you’d make from him when he tasted other parts of you.

He roughly grabbed your ass and pulled you even closer to him making sure you felt just how much he wanted you as he rubbed himself against you. If you ever had any doubt that this man wanted you it there were no more. You felt it between your legs, spreading them more so you could feel all of him. You wanted to rub your weeping pussy all over that big bulge, and you tried, desperately so. But he had other plans. You moaned a protest when you didn’t get what you wanted but it was cut short when he slipped his hands under the band of your shorts and yanked them down exposing your lilac panties with the bow on the front. Hands on your cheeks again, squeezing them, kneading them, his lips on your mouth again, his kiss even more desperate than before, he walked you to the couch with your shorts still around your ankles. It didn’t take much to get you to fall back onto the couch. Your body was more than willing to be spread out on that couch opened wide for him.

He knelt down on his knees. “y/n, tell me you want this as bad as I do?”

You look into his eyes and see a pained expression on his face. “I fuckin’ need this. Coco” You nearly cry out.

A wicked smile crept onto his face and it made you both nervous and excited at the same time.

“Good.” He bit into your inner thigh and you yelped.

He pulled off your shorts, freeing your ankles. He thought about leaving them on and torturing you but for what he wanted to do he needed them gone and he needed them gone now. The way he tossed your shorts like they offended him would have made you laugh if you weren’t so far gone now. As was evident by that wet spot right at the center of your core. The exact spot he wanted to get to. He spread your legs wider for him and leaned in with one slow agonizingly delicious lick to that sweet creamy stain.

“Ahh, oh my God!”

“Mmmm,” vibrating into your pussy.

This sinful man kissed every inch of your sacred temple. His temple. It was his, it always had been. He’d just never claimed it before but tonight he was going to make sure you knew this was Coco’s temple.

His kiss trailed down to your thighs alternating between the left and right. Pulling down your panties, you both let out sighs of relief, but you had no time to relish in it as soon as they came off, the fabric was replaced with his tongue. Licking and kissing your mound, the lips, every inch of it except this devil of a man was avoiding one crucial area. It was that one spot you needed him most and he was denying you. He chuckled at your frustrated groans. That son of bitch was doing it on purpose.

“Damn it! Co-'' His tongue came down on that little bundle of nerves that he had worked up but just the tip of his tongue and lightly. Soft caresses from his tongue as he savored both your taste and the pleasure you were only too happy to vocalize.

“Don’t worry mami, I got you.” One long slow slick from the bottom all the way to your clit. He gave it a little kiss. “Sing for me baby.”

And all was lost then. His restraint, your modesty, whatever you had left of it anyway, his control. Who you were. Who he was. All was lost in that moment. He licked and sucked that precious little jewel, sliding first one then two fingers and pumping them in and out of your dripping hole while his mouth continued its assault on your poor abused clit. But he showed no mercy and you asked for none. You reached down and buried your hand in his hair pulling him closer to your pussy. You ground against his face but he never relented, his fingers kept steady pushing firmly against your g-spot and his tongue never quit lapping at your sweetness. And sing for him you did.

“What are you thinking of?” You know you probably shouldn’t have asked that question but right now after that orgasm you weren’t thinking straight. You had expected him to fuck you right after but instead he took you into his arms and snuggled with you on the couch. It took several minutes for you to recover enough to even form words and those happened to be the first ones out of your mouth.

He sat up to light a cigarette.

“Nothing.” He shrugged as he exhaled.

That was the answer you expected to hear. That’s always the answer to that question.

You sigh.“I wish I could skinny-dip inside your mind.”

Skinny-dip? In my mind?” he laughed. “Nah, you don’t wanna do that.”

“Sure I do. Why wouldn’t I?”

“Well, if you do that you might not ever make it out again. You’ll get lost in there and never find your way back. Trapped forever.” He said dramatically.

“Maybe I wanna be trapped forever.”

The devilish smile claimed his face again. “Careful what you wish for mami, you just might get it.”

You have a devil’s smile of your own and it’s the first time Coco has ever seen it. It sparked something in his eyes.

“Alright…” he said as he snuffed out his cigarette. He stood up and started removing his clothes, slowly. First his kutte then came the unbuttoning his shirt, “You wanna know…” peeling off his undershirt. “what I was thinking, huh?”

You nod enjoying the show before you.

“I was thinking…” undoing his buckle and pulling down his zipper. “that I didn’t know you were a squirter. Let’s see if I can make you squirt again.”

He was on you before you could hit him with your witty comeback but it was on your mind while he kissed you.

I got a few more songs for you.

More Coco? Uh huh

[mycupoffanfiction]

Hidden Feelings

Coco Cruz x Reader (smut)

Summary: Coco returns to his best friend when he needs some patching up, only for it to bring hidden feelings to light.

Warnings: Cleaning wounds, blood (not loads of detail), soft Coco, face sitting, oral (both receiving), choking, sex.

Word count: Approx 2700

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A/N: Hi my loves! I really hope this didn’t come out too OOC for Coco 🙈 I’m a little nervous! This is my first time writing for him, so please let me know if there’s anything on his character I can improve. I kind of automatically went with it being soft since I feel like Coco would be sweet when he opens up to someone. Anyway, I hope you enjoy! 💖

You knew by now that sometimes it was best not to ask questions. You might have been silent, but Coco could see the emotions in your features, under the surface, perhaps louder than words could even express. He could see the worry in your eyes. He knew it hurt you when he arrived at your house in need of patching up, the scrapes and cuts, the bruises, the blood.

But it was part of what came with his lifestyle and you understood that, you never turned or pushed him away after seeing your best and closest friend like that and you never judged him for what he did. Of course, he could go to the club and the boys would patch him up, but coming to you meant he got to rest for a while. It meant he got to be with you for a little bit and Coco was comfortable with you, enough to let his walls come down.

You wiped a piece of cotton, soaked with medical alcohol over a cut, making Coco close his eyes and breathe in sharply. “Sorry.” You whispered, his wince pulling you from your thoughts. “No, corazon. M’sorry.” Coco sighed, shaking his head. Swallowing heavily, you gently worked the cotton against the dried blood on his forearm. “What for?” You asked quietly as you grabbed a new piece of cotton and soaked it in alcohol. “Puttin’ this on you.” Coco replied, making you shake your head, looking up at him with doe eyes from your position on the floor in front of him. “No, no apologies, Johnny.” And he sighed, deep brown eyes meeting yours, knowing that he couldn’t argue, not when you said his name so sweetly and looked at him like that.

Coco felt bad for coming to you, but he knew he could trust you, he had trusted you for years. It had been nearly three in the morning when he turned up and scared the life out of you when he let himself in with your spare key. Normally he’d call you to let you know he was coming, but his phone was wrecked and you wondered what on earth he’d been involved in to get him into the state he had turned up in.

Moving up his arm, you gently tugged at his kutte and pulled the armless leather jacket off him, folding it and laying it carefully on the back of the couch. “Holy fuck, Coco.” You gasped, seeing the extent of the blood that had soaked into his shirt and you became visibly saddened, this looked much worse than previous visits for some patching up and Coco knew it. “Some of it ain’t mine.” He said softly, trying to take some of the edge off the shock, but he knew it was useless by the way your eyes filled with worry. Tears threatened to spill and you blinked them back, but Coco had seen how shaken you were.

“You sure you don’t want me to call for help?” You asked, voice wobbling a little. Coco was about to respond with his usual nonchalant casualness, but he knew you needed some reassurance. “Got all the help I need righ’ here.” He smirked at you, his fingers gently brushing against your cheek, butterflies fluttering in your chest as you looked away from him and focussed entirely on trying to finish cleaning him up.

If you were completely honest with yourself, you had it bad for Coco. You always had, since the day you had met him. It has started as a somewhat unlikely friendship, but it didn’t make it mean any less and sometimes the lines between best friends and something more were slightly blurred. Barely there touches, lingering looks, sweet words exchanged here and there and the pet names he’d give you. Coco definitely had a strong reputation running with the Mayans, along with his history in the marines and a difficult family past, but somehow around you, he had found something peaceful and grounding.

Underneath the temper and the cold looks was a man with a sweet, gentle heart, whether he liked to admit it or not and the fact you saw that in him made you one of his most favoured people to turn to, to open up to. “Wha’s on your mind, huh?” Coco broke the silence and you looked up at him as you pulled his damaged shirt up to inspect the bruising and the gash on his side that he had managed, for the most part to stop bleeding with a piece of his shirt sleeve. “Just worried about you.” You told him, glancing up at Coco before gently peeling away the material he had used to secure his wound. It hurt a little, but he didn’t let it show.

He knew that your answer wasn’t entirely what was on your mind and he paused for a second as you began to gently clean up around the gash, brows pinched together as you concentrated, eyes swimming with worry. “That ain’t all, is it corazon?” He asked quietly, using the name affectionately and you stilled your movements, looking up at the Mayan with a soft expression, full of so many unspoken feelings, so many unsaid words. “No, but there’s better times to talk about that than when I’m cleaning blood off you, Coco.” You replied, barely above a whisper, the words almost caught in your throat.

It wasn’t long before you were finished with helping Coco get cleaned up and by the time you had bandaged up all of his cuts, stitched up and dressed the gash on his side, the sky was lightening a little as dawn broke. “You should get some sleep, Coco.” You told him as you gathered up your medical supplies, but he gripped your wrist gently, looking up at you as you stood before him. “Stay with me?” He asked softly. After a moment, you nodded with a sweet smile, quickly putting down the supplies and sitting down beside him, pulling your knees up as you glanced over at the biker.

“There’s somethin’ in your eyes, tellin’ me you got somethin’ to say chica.” Coco said, the words tugging at your nerves, pushing at each wall you had put up to stop yourself from showing the feelings that hid beneath the surface. You hadn’t hidden your feelings to protect yourself from him or his reputation, you knew Coco, you loved him, but you had put them up in fear of being pushed away, in fear of being told that he was unsafe for you to be around or that he simply didn’t feel the same way about you.

You tensed slightly next to him, though you relaxed slightly as he brushed his fingers over the back of your hand. He knew something was there, perhaps he had known for a long time that you had hidden feelings or maybe your sleepy state when he had arrived had betrayed your usual hidden front.

“Johnny, I-.” You cut yourself off, looking nervously up at him, getting caught in the warmth of his eyes. Coco gently trailed his fingers up your bare arm, a slight shiver rushing over your skin at his careful touch. He hummed at you, prompting you to continue as his fingers smoothed over your neck and came to rest on your cheek, the backs of his fingers brushing so gently against your soft skin.

You tried to get the words out, but your voice failed as you made your attempt. Coco’s touch was making your heart race and you felt an intense warmth billow up through you to your neck. Suddenly, it felt like showing him what you meant to convey was easier than relying on words. Slowly, you leaned towards him, eyes focusing on his lips before you met his gaze again and Coco smirked at you, drawing closer to you, his fingers curling around to support the nape of your neck while his thumb gently caressed your cheek. Your lips brushed against his and you paused for a second, breaths mingling until Coco tugged you closer, his lips capturing you in a slow, sweet kiss.

You melted into him, letting Coco take the lead as you followed, lips moving shyly against his. A low hum vibrated through him, sending a gentle shiver through you as you trailed your fingers over his bare chest, coming to rest on his shoulders. His tongue met yours with a gentle, warm touch that made you sink even further into him and Coco guided you closer so that you were straddling his lap, careful not to touch any of his wounds.

Parting from you slowly, the Mayan looked up at you as you sat in his lap, your eyes softening as the unsaid secrets became clearer, even if you didn’t say it out loud. “Fuck, baby, I need you.” He murmured against your lips, the words brushing softly against your skin, making you feel like you were dreaming. “D’you want me, querida?” Coco asked and it practically floored you, the way he spoke so lowly, his voice dragging through you and you whimpered. “I- fuck yes, Coco. I want you, I need you, I always have.” It came out as a whisper, turning into a soft gasp as his fingers slid up your sides, dipping below the hem of your shirt, pressing gently against your warm skin.

Soft, open mouthed kisses pressed against your neck, drawing you further into his grasp as he hummed against you. “Take this off, lemme see you, chiquita.” Coco’s words were hot and gentle against your skin as he tugged at the hem of your top. Slowly, you pulled the fabric over your head and let it fall to the floor, leaving your chest bare for Coco. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous.” He grunted out, rolling his hips impatiently into yours, tugging a soft mewl of pleasure from you.

“You always takin’ good care of me, lemme make you feel good, baby.” Coco whispered heavily, his hot breath against your ear as he began to kiss down your neck, warm fingers grazing against the curve of your chest, teasing your nipple between his fingers as he leaned down to close his lips around the other. Tilting your head back, you rocked against his hardened length, his jeans straining hard against it as he matched your movements.

“Lemme taste you, pretty girl, please?” Coco asked, looking up to meet your gaze, waiting for your response and your lips fell open. “God- please Coco.” It came out as a whine and the Mayan shared a look of smug satisfaction at your need for him. But really, he felt the same for you and he wanted nothing more than to feel and love every inch of you.

Coco laid down on the couch, beckoning you over to him, to sit above him. “C’mere, nena.” He spoke softly, helping you to slide your underwear off. Carefully, you rested your knees on either side of his head, Coco gripping your hips and pulling you down to meet his lips. His tongue slid through your folds and circled around your clit, making you moan out loudly. “Does that feel good, huh?” He hummed against your clit, the vibration sending waves of pleasure through you and you whined out a yes, Coco.

He teased you, bringing his lips around your clit as he circled the bud quickly, bringing you closer to your release. His fingers parted your folds while he focused his tongue on your clit, listening to your breathing pick up as he toyed with you, pulling your hips even closer to him. “I got you, let go for me, baby.” He hummed against you, his tongue moving lightly against your sensitive skin. Circling once, twice more and you toppled over the edge, his name falling from your lips as your release hit you.

He worked you through your pleasure, the want for each other hanging heavily in the air between you as you slowly pulled away, desperate for more of him.

“Take what's yours, querida.” Coco said, looking up at you through hooded eyes, shamelessly licking his lips of all you had to offer him. Slowly, you unbuttoned his jeans and Coco shifted uncomfortably, silently telling you to hurry up. Tugging off his jeans and underwear, you audibly moaned, leaning in to lick a stripe up from the back to the tip. Coco shivered, groaning in pleasure as you took him into your mouth and began to work him, your tongue flattening against him.

“Fuck, chiquita, lemme feel you.” He groaned, gently lifting your chin off his length with his fingers. The way you looked at him, drank him in like he was the only thing you needed, because in truth, he was the only thing you needed. You climbed over him so that you straddled the biker, a love filled, hazy look crossing your features as you sank down onto his cock, your eyes rolling in pleasure, lips parting and the want for you, the need in Coco only increased at the soft, gentle moan it pulled from you.

“Coco-.”

“That's it, baby.” He groaned, his hips thrusting up to meet yours with every movement, Coco bringing his hands down to your hips, guiding you along his length, fingers dipping into your soft skin as he brought you up and slammed his length back into you with a sinful groan on his lips. You might have been on top because of his injuries, but Coco was still in control and you loved it.

“Y’gonna cum for me again, huh?” He asked, feeling you squeeze around his length, your walls fluttering around him as he worked you towards your second orgasm. “M’gonna make you cum.” He grunted. Raising the arm that was the least hurt, he curled his fingers gently around your neck, Coco asked so gently if it was okay, a stark contrast to the sinful words and encouragement that had been on his lips a moment ago. “Yes, fuck yes, Coco.” You managed to gasp out, his fingers tightening on either side of your neck with a gentle firmness as his thrusts met your core.

The pressure from his hand made you feel hazy, a new warmth spreading through you. Jolting slightly, you felt a calloused thumb gently press against your sensitive clit, teasing you and circling in quick, tiny strokes. Coco basked in the desperate whines and gasps that came from you, edging him closer to his release. “Let go, I got you, mi amor.” He murmured to you, the sweet words reaching you through the heavy haze, pulling you down, down until you toppled over the edge. “Coco.” It came out as a gasp, an airy whisper as he worked you through your orgasm.

His name on your lips was enough to bring him closer, following close behind and he came with a low, heavy groan, his head leaning back in pleasure, panting heavily as you drew as much out of him as you could, a blissful shiver rising through the Mayan.

Slowly, you lowered yourself to rest against Coco, the sun now higher above the horizon, the warm early morning sun streaming through the gaps in the curtains, casting a soft, gentle light on you both.

Coco held you tightly against him, his lips pressing kisses to your forehead, his hands wandering your bare skin. He had wanted to tell you for so long how he felt, but Coco had been afraid that you would be scared to be with someone like him. There was so much he had done that he didn’t want to expose you to, but it didn’t matter what came with him, the past, the present and what came after, what mattered was that you loved him, beyond what lay on the surface and you brought him the happiness and peace he never thought he’d find in someone.

He hummed softly, noticing as you traced one of his chest tattoos with your fingers. “I love you, always have.” Coco murmured softly to you, sleep beginning to take over. He felt you squeeze him gently, so not to hurt him and you shyly looked up at the biker with a soft, bright smile. “I love you too.”

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Three: The Magic Number Series Masterlist

This is a mix of Sons/Mayans boys with reader or occasionally one of my OC's. Purely smut, occasionally minor plot/humor. 18+

Story 1: Chibs xJax

Story 2: Bottles/Guero

Story 3:Angel/EZ

Story 4: Bishop/Chibs

Story 5: Half-Sack/Juice/OC Raven Trager-

Story 6: Happy/Juice

Story 7: Kozik/Tig

Story 8: EZ/Manny

Story 9: Coco/Gilly

Story 10: Opie/Jax

Story 11: Happy/Tig

Story 12: Chibs/Juice

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Please more Coco ( my soul is lost to this man) with 6. Are you afraid of me? , 16. Your scars are beautiful, 22. Make me, 32. You’re mine, 38. Beg.( Sorry if there’s a max on prompts but I think they work well together for something super smutty 😇.)

Welcome back Love!!! I can def get you some more Coco!( No prompt limit, feel free to put in as many as your heart desires!). As Always 18+.

Scars

Coco sat watching you as you made drinks behind the bar and chatted with EZ. The two of you had seemed to be building something but whenever he seemed to get to close you darted away. He assumed it wasn't the biker image since you kept coming around the clubhouse. So he figured it was him. Granted he had a reputation but he had never hurt a woman.

You could feel Coco's eyes on you from across the clubhouse. You knew you owed him an explanation about the other night when you two had been making out on the hood of your car. Embarrassment of that night had you dropping the beer in your hand.

"Your suppose to be helping me not making my life harder" teased EZ as he playfully smacked your arm with the towel he had been drying glasses with. "I can leave if you want?" you replied with a raised brow as you moved to pick up the glass. Before EZ could respond Coco's voice rang out. "Yo Boy Scout! Quit flirting and start working" called Coco his jealousy getting the best of him.

"I'm going to pop outside for a bit" you whispered a few minutes later as you gently touched EZ's shoulder. Once he nodded you grabbed your jacket and a beer and headed out the door. Once outside you inhaled the fresh, cool night air. You were lost in your own thoughts when you felt someone grab your arm.

"Are you afraid of me? Is that why you took off and are flirting with EZ? questioned Coco as he turned you to face him.

"What?" you questioned as your brow furrowed at the insanity of both questions. Coco took a breath and repeated himself.

"No, I'm not afraid of you Coco" you replied with a shake of your head. "Granted you did just grab me in the middle of the night but I put that to poor judgment. Same as saying I was flirting with EZ. We both know he's not my type" you replied with a easy laugh.

Coco couldn't help but let out a sigh of relieve and a laugh of his own. "Fair enough" he replied as he let your arm go but didn't move back away from you. "So you wanna tell me what I did wrong the other night that had you running for the hills?" he asked cautiously his eyes searching yours.

You bit your lower lip as you considered his question. This was inevitable and would have to be talked about sometime. "Things were getting a bit too real and shit. I have...I have" you started before you stopped trying to find the right words.

"If your going to say dick. I'm fine with that" offered Coco making you laugh. "No. Its not a dick" you replied with an eye roll.

"I have some pretty ugly scars and its hard to be... intimate.... with them and feel comfortable in my skin" you replied quietly your eyes looking anywhere but at him now.

"The word ugly should never come out of your pretty mouth. Especially not about this art piece" murmured Coco as he ran his hands down your sides and onto your hips as he pulled you closer. "You should let me show you how your scars are beautiful" he continued as his lips ghosted your neck sending spikes of pleasure through your body.

Feeling emboldened by the hands and lips ghosting over your body you ran your hands under his shirt as you replied. "Make me Coco".

Twenty minutes later the two of you were naked in his bed as his fingers, lips and teeth paint hot trails along your skin. You squirm and whimper as he licks along the raised purple scar that runs under your right breast as his fingers skim between your wet folds.

Coco smiles into your skin as he dips two fingers into you, slowly pushing them up into that sweet spot making you clamp around them. "So fucking beautiful" he murmurs as he kisses the jagged scar that runs down the center of your abdomen. You could feel your orgasm start to build when he abruptly pulled his fingers from you.

"Patience" murmured Coco as he kissed his way back up you body until he was hovering over you. You could feel the head of his cock at your entrance and raised your hips slightly. "Nah Mama" scolded Coco as he pushed your hips firmly back down. "You're mine now. Only good girls get this" he stated as he leaned back and teased you by rubbing his head through your wet folds. "Beg" he ordered gently as his lust blown pupils found yours.

"Please fuck me Coco." you pleaded as you pouted. Coco shot you a smirk as he quickly slid himself completely into you making you both moan. Coco grunted as he gripped your hips firmly, pounding in and out of you. All you could do was moan and take it as Coco held you in place beneath him. Without warning Coco hooked your right leg up onto his shoulder making you clench tighter around him. He smirked as he watched your eyes roll back and mouth fall open in a silent scream. "Be a good girl and cum" ordered Coco as his fingers moved between the two of you to pinch your clit.

Within seconds his name was falling from your lips as your body released around him and your body spasmed uncontrollably. Coco thrusted into you a few more times before pouring out his own release as your body milked him. Coco slumped down on top of you as you both panted.

His hands traced along your scars as his lips found yours. "So beautiful" he whispered as he pulled back slightly.

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Can you do 25. Don’t act shy now. With Coco please?

Hey! A little Coco loving on this lovely day? I can make that happen! As Always 18+. Smut below the cut.

Hands to Yourself

"Coco" you whimpered as he slid his hands down your sides as he bit down on your neck. Your legs felt weak as he kept you pinned between him and his bike. "I warned you princesa" he chuckled into your ear as he ground himself against you making you moan. "What did I say about those roaming hands of your?' he asked as he tugged on the waistband of your jeans before moving his mouth back to your neck.

"Keep them to myself" you panted as you felt him tug your pants down slightly as one of his hands slid between your thighs. Coco bit down hard on your neck as he stroked you gently through your soaked panties. "Fuck" he whispered into your ear as he closed his eyes. "Going to have to teach you a lesson on the side of the road" he added as his fingers found your bundle of nerves and gave them a quick pinch had you gasping.

"Coco wait. I can be patient" you whined as you grabbed his wrist trying to pull them out of your panties. "Don't act all shy and innocent with me now." replied Coco as he grabbed your wrist and moved them back to his bike. "You had no problem stroking me while I was trying to concentrate on the road. Murmuring in my ear how you needed me deep in you a few minutes ago." he continued before moving back slightly to tug your jeans and panties all the way down. The feel of the hot sun on your exposed skin was jarring as Coco moved you into position.

"Gonna be a good girl for me after this right?" inquired Coco as he undid his belt and jeans pushing them down to his ankles. "Yes" you replied as he kneaded the soft flesh of your ass before lining himself up and thrusting into you swiftly. "Fuck Coco" you moaned out he pumped into quickly, the position he had you in letting him glide along that sweet spot just right.

"Going to learn to listen and keep those little hands to yourself" grunted Coco as he gripped your hips firmly as he slammed in and out of you. All you could do was moan and take it as Coco held you in place. Coco felt you clench tighter around him making him smirk. "Be a good girl and cum" ordered Coco as he moved one hand to the back of your neck.

Within seconds his name was falling from your lips as your body released around him and your body spasmed uncontrollably. Coco thrusted into you a few more times before pouring out his own release as your body milked him.

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I’m hoping you could give me a Coco fix … maybe with #18 “Go slow” … pretty please!?

A fix of Coco for you? Of course! I went a more teasing/smut route with this, hope that was okay! 18+

Slow Love

Coco felt like an art collector logging each of your tattoos into his mind as he kissed, nipped and licked his way across the canvas that was your body. Constantly teasing you, making you whine as his hands ghosted over your skin with feather light touches like he was painting his next masterpiece. Coco grinned as he felt a sharp tug on his head after he nipped your inner thigh where you had a raven in flight tattooed.

"Now" you ordered as he met your heavy lidded gaze. He smiled lazily at you soaking in your blitzed out look. Your skin was flushed with heat and the first hints of his love marks bites starting to speckle your skin. "What happened to go slow" laughed Coco as he moved to hover over you as he kissed your neck making you moan his name.

"Please" you begged as you felt him slide through your heat with a slowness that had you clenching around nothing. "Since you asked so nicely" replied Coco his voice low as he angled himself to slide into you catching your moan with his mouth as he took his sweet time sinking into you as your soft walls fluttered around his hard length.

For what felt like eternity he gave you slow deep strokes bringing you to just the edge of pleasure until he had you a delirious mess beneath him. He then changed his position slightly to hit that soft spot inside of your that had your eyes rolling back as your body convulsed like you had been electrocuted. Cocos pace faltered slightly before he finally gave in letting your body milk his release from him.

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Story 9: Coco/Gilly

Summary: Summary: Part of the Three: The Magic Number Series. Reader/OC x 2 of the Sons/Mayans. Purely smut with occasional plot/humor. 18+

"Pretty sure Coco told you to sit still on this cock and be a good girl" whispered Gilly into your ear as he dug his thick fingers into your upper thighs preventing you from grinding on him anymore. You whimpered as a pout formed on your lips as you turned to look back at him. "Maybe I wanna be a bad girl" you replied looking up at him through your lashes. Gilly groaned as he felt you clench around him again.

"Patience Princessa" murmured Gilly as he watched Coco walk back into the clubhouse and head towards the table you two were at. "Hows my good girl feeling?" questioned Coco as he kissed your forehead before sitting across from you and Gilly.

"Ready" you stated quickly as you bit your lip making Gilly laugh.

"Your girl is getting a bit bored. Thinks she wants more" replied Gilly as he gave a small thrust up making you gasp as you grabbed onto the table top. Coco chuckled as he sat back in the chair before sipping his beer.

"Well best make my girl happy" stated Coco before he turned his gaze to you. "Keep your eyes locked on mine or this ends" he ordered as your eyes locked.

Once you had nodded Gilly moved his hands to your hips and started sliding you up and down his length slowly making your toes curl as you bit your lip to keep quiet. Gilly grunted as your walls fluttered around him and your release hit you hard. Gillys pace faltered as he chased his own release before pulling out of you and cumming on the back of your thighs.

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