Frustrations
(WARNING! Smut, edging, p in v sex, fem bodied reader)
Bro Santa x Reader
“Dear is one hundred percent your son, no DNA test needed.” Bro chuckles as he watches a very familiar knitted brow expression overtake your features. It warms Bro’s heart a little to see how much his wife and son match in mannerisms. You’re currently frustrated, working on one of the jeeps in the garage. You groan out loudly as you look over the damage, you just finished fixing the suspension last week! Now the driver side door isn’t closing and the frame is dented in odd places. Then Gris was twenty minutes ago to mention that the wheel was pulling to the left when he took over for Enjin.
“I’m gonna rip Enjin in two when I see him.” Your dagger eyes flick to your husband who raises his hands in defense. “He’s so rough on my beautiful Adella.” You gesture to the jeep like Bro hasn’t been watching you the whole time. He hums understandingly before coming up to place both hands on your shoulders. He rubs them gently trying to massage out the tension.
“Mi Vida, why don’t you take a break, you’ve been at it a while.” He places a small kiss on your temple as he wraps both arms around you from behind. “It’ll be good to come back with fresh eyes and a clear mind.” He insists as he leads you to the exit. You let your shoulders slump as you give in, while your mind is antagonizing you to get this done you know he’s right.
“Yeah, okay.” You pout. He chuckles and leads you back inside.
That's how you ended up folded in half in your shared bedroom. Bro knew a fantastic way to distract you and make your mind focus elsewhere. He has your legs pressed right up against you to allow his better access to your dripping pussy easily. His thrusts are deep and powerful, making your bed creek with every push. His groan is deep and gravely which spurs on the heat in your abdomen making you clench tighter around him.
“Babyyy!” You whine out nails digging into his shoulders as you try to pull him impossibly closer. The sting of the red lines you leave behind make him hiss and he responds with a few quick harsh thrusts. You keen loudly and your hips stutter before pressing them into his, chasing the feeling.
“That’s it Tesoro.” He sighs as he leans back to angle his hips into a position that will hit that sweet spot inside and have you squealing for him. “Let it all out…” His pace quickens to bring you closer by the second. Your hands slip from his shoulder and you start slapping at his biceps repeatedly. Your mind overwhelmed and desperate from the pleasure he’s giving you. Your head pressed back into the pillow, neck craned bare to him. He leans in to nip and suck marks he’ll get scolded for later.
He can feel each pulsing clench constrict around him tighter as your moans pitch higher and higher. After so many times you two have made love he knows exactly how to drive you crazy, and exactly how it feels when you’re close. He eases up on his thrusts before pulling out slowly, using one of his hands to keep himself lined up for when he is ready to go again. He watches as your body untenses as your omegas fizzles, the knot in your abdomen so close to breaking unravels quickly. Your breaths come out ragged and a whine of his name makes him chuckle.
“Tan bonita para mí.” He whispers husky, leaning back in to kiss just under your ear. One of your hands comes up to tangle in his long locks tugging at them. Relaying your need, along with an indignant rut of your hips into his. Allowing his tip to slip in momentarily before his hips retreated farther. “Ah ah ah.” He tuts with a playful grin before smacking the tip over your wet entrance to tease you. He wants you to be overwhelmed with a need for him, he wants to make you so desperate you can’t think of anything else.
You want to switch positions so you can just slip him back in and ride him though the orgasm he denied you. The look in his eyes tells you there’s no way, he’s in charge right now. So instead you still your hips with a pout and bat your pretty wet lashes up at your husband. “Por favor, amor…” you add a lilt to your voice that you know plays on his heart strings, he’s far too much of a giver to deny you for long. “Dámelo, lo n-necesito tanto.” You pull him into a long kiss full of want and emotion, your love and need for him conveyed by your lips on his.
He hums into the kiss warmly and relents almost instantly, pressing the tip of his cock in and allowing you to savor a slow deep thrust before pulling out again. He does this three more times before pulling away from your lips. “Patience, preciosa.” He whispers before sitting up and motioning for you to turn over. He helps you shift onto your stomach. His hands come up to caress your sides before sliding to your hips to pull you against him. You can feel him hard against you but try your best not to squirm and risk him making you wait longer.
You wait with baited breath as he lines up again and presses in with a groan. His hands grip your hips tight as he starts thrusting again. Each smack of your colliding hips filling the room along with your moans of relief. Your fingers twist into the bedding as you rock back to meet his thrusts. He’s rougher with this time and his groans are more frequent. You have to bite your lips to keep from getting too loud when the head of his cock finds the same spot as before. Quickly building back that overwhelming feeling.
Bro watches as your back arches and feels you start squeezing around him again. He lifts a hand to smack your ass and double his efforts, leaning in to rest his chest against your back. The heat of his body blankets you as the plush of his stomach weighs on you. The weight of him presses your chest fully to the bed and you can hear each sound he makes, feel each labored breath on your shoulder. The friction of the blanket on your hardened nipples makes you sigh out around your moans. Sweat dampening your hair to your forehead as you let your eyes fall shut and focus on every feeling he gives you.
“I…I’m so close…” you whine out a warning. Though he could probably already tell by the vice grip your pussy has on him, he can feel every pulse and clench as you rut against him. He curses under his breath as he forces his hips to still and pulls back again slowly. He watches closely, resisting the urge to push back in as he sees you clench around nothing. Bro leans over to kiss the back of your neck and mutter small apologies into your skin as he trails the kisses down to the center of your back.
Once you’re both finished catching your breath for the second time you turn over on your own. You pout up at him as you rest fully into the blankets. The way the afternoon light cascades in and over your form has him speechless. A golden glow that makes you look even more like a goddess. “Una vez más.” He huffs as he pumps his cock above you. You eye him suspiciously but widen your legs for him regardless, not once has he ever left you unsatisfied but you don’t think you can stand it if he’s bluffing.
He slips in a third time and bites his lips at the heat of your core. He stutters out a moan when you squeeze him harshly, payback for the teasing. His thrusts start slow before evolving into harsh sloppy ones that jolt your body and wrinkle the blankets under you with their force. His knee drops down onto the mattress for more leverage, bullying that sweet spot in a pattern that isn’t at all consistent. He’s clearly getting close too. Your moans have a pitched sob to them as you watch Bro’s focused expression, his locks frame his sharp features and you enjoy watching every muscle flex at the effort he puts into destroying your poor pussy.
“Amor.” You call to him, raising your hands to cup his damp cheeks. His eyes flick to yours immediately and his expression relaxes. He leans in to kiss you again, pushing his tongue inside and messaging yours with it. You let him control the kiss as you wrap your legs around his hip, pulling him as flush to you as possible. He allows you to cage him to you and even lifts your hips from the bed to push and pull them with his rhythm. Your frequent moans slip past his lips as you feel your peak build again.
Breaking apart you press your forehead to his and whimper out a mantra of pleases. He just tugs you into another kiss before untangling your arms and making your upper body lay properly against the bed with a steady hand on your chest. When he moves to untangle your legs you nearly sob in protest but don’t stop him. Thankfully the pause of his thrusts is only temporary as he folds your legs up to your chest and begins again.
Back in the mating press like before you can feel each thrust fully and deeply. Each vein and catch of his tip on your insides makes you tumble closer. One hand lets go of the inside of your knee to begin pinching and flicking one of your nipples. Your own hand holds the same leg to keep you spread open for him. The slippery wetness of your combined arousal allows him to thrust so fast you can hardly catch your breath.
Then it hits; your vision blurs as white spots dance, your head snaps back as you tense all over. Your hole clenches even tighter allowing barely any movement as your folds milk him rhythmically. Bro deepens your kiss as his sweat drips on your exposed skin and his fingers grip you tight enough to leave bruises. He can’t stop the rush of his own release that he’s been trying so desperately to stave off. He forces his hips to move despite how strong you grip him, each trust sending little shocks to your clit as he fucks you through his orgasm. His cum paints your insides and you can feel a warmth pool in your core. You can feel your heartbeat in your scalp and feel a fuzziness in your brain as you relax from your high.
As Bro comes down too he teases himself with a few more messy thrusts, watching his spend slip past and drip onto the bed. Sighing he releases his hold on your leg and watches as you turn to jelly in the plush blankets. You’re so blissed out you don’t even notice he’s left you until a cool damp rag jolts you. Lifting your head you watch as he lovingly cleans your thighs and gently wipes his cum away from your overstimulated folds. When he’s finished he kisses your inner thigh and then crawls over you to kiss you proper. This turns into several pecks from you, enjoying the feeling of kissing your husband's lips. Then he retaliates by peppering your face with his own onslaught. You giggle as you wrap your arms around him again. Pressing his warm body to yours, the feeling of his weight on you is so secure and comforting.
After a half hour of staying this way and whispering praises and sweet nothings to each other he finally picks you up in his arms and helps you redress. You in turn smooth back his hair and rebraid it for him. Your hands are still a little shaky when you’re done so he makes a point to pull them in and place a kiss to both. “Tú eres mi luz. Mi razón para respirar.” He recites to you. You flush at that and smack his chest playfully.
“Don’t go reciting your vows! We’ll end up in bed all day!” You chide giggle and cheeky smile. Cupping his cheeks again you pull him down for one last kiss. “I’ll return the favor after we put Dear to bed tonight.” You whisper, emphasizing your point by pinching his ass, revenge for the slap. Then you turn and slip out the door. He laughs and shakes his head before trailing after you with a relaxed stride.
Getting back to work in a much better mood than before you take another look over the issues. When you delve back in with renewed vigor Bro watches with arms crossed. A proud smile playing on his lips as you make quick work of the repairs, and look damn fine doing it. A little time away from a frustrating task is good and he is more than willing to help you. You’re his wife after all, he promised to make your life easier in any way he can.
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(Sorry this took so long! I was struggling with writers block so bad!! Also I’m sorry if smut wasn’t what you guys had in mind. I used a translation app sorry if the Spanish sucks 😭)
