— 🍓NOTE: i always wanted to write for Valeria Garza because IM IN LOVE WITH MY WIFE!
I love to picture Valeria Garza with a lit cigarette between her lips , taking a long & tired drag. Her left hand rests on your hips as she slams into you with her pink silicone strap fucking you like a wild animal into a matress after a stressful mission. Vale uses her lovely wife to calm down , claiming her and reminding herself once again that there's someone at home waiting for her. The sound of clapping skin and your pathetic way of talking fails when she thrusts faster into you — your nails dig into the sheets holding onto dear life , as drool drips down your lips falling on the pillow next to you. — '... ah ... vale ...' valeria smirks at your pathetic attempt to talk with her left hand she lands a harsh slap on your ass , this is your reminder who owns you after all. Her wedding ring leaves a little mark on your sweet behind.
Valeria is not a patient woman (surprise lol). She burns quick like fire , vale is aware of her temper but its not something she can fix , even if she tried. Years of miliatry run in her veins not even a god could fix this. When Valeria gets upset especially when her men fail at something or simply don't do it right away the way she wants to then be prapared to see her bring hell on earth . vale raises hellfire. She needs order. One thing she hates tho is when she's already stressed and lashes out on you which she usually doesn't mean to do but sometimes her head runs thousand miles per second and she snaps. This morning she left you a bouquet of fresh red roses. its her way of saying Im sorry I was acting like an ass. Each morning when she's gone doing her job – you find new flowers on the kitchen counter , decorated in a pretty vase. You couldn't help yourself but smell them — a deep inhale and suddenly you think of her again missing her presence.
vale hates a messy house she can't stand the sight of dirt in the place she sleeps in. She's barely home but hired someone to keep the house clean and in perfect condition. Vale likes to come home to an organized and clean house , its calm and normal nothing crazy. So when you moved in with her she finds candles lit everywhere the house smells like coconut and vanilla , low lights and a warmth you brought into this house.
Valeria has her own tattoo artist ,the only one she trusts around with a needle near her skin. So one day she visits for a home appointment, cleaning and prepping everything for Valeria. The machine buzzes alive ,the needle pricking her skin Vale feels the pain of the needle on her skin but she's used to that pain , not her first tine. Her brown eyes trace down the tattoo. The pain seems durable after all she went through worse , your eyes wander to valeria watching her. You're amazed how little to zero she looks bothered or in pain while getting tattooed. The piece finally becomes reality with a few last corrections here and there. The artists cleans the remaing ink of valeria skin revealing the tattoo on her arm . It takes a moment to realize that those are your eyes staring back at you — tattooed on Valeria tanned skin for eternity. our heart jumps at the sight and your vision gets really blurry.
Every Sunday she ritualistic cleans each and every gun she has , her cigarette clings onto her bottom lip inhaling the tobacco as she unloads the gun making sure its not loaded. You had no knowledge about any of this so you're suprised when she disassemble the gun breaking it down to its primary components. She cleans the remaining carbon build up , one of the most important thing the barrel. Just a normal and regular Sunday at her house. She smiles when you watch her mesmerized and completely falling for again — she looks hot and god so dangerous. Valeria even polishes them taking good care of her babies. Vale always sleeps with a gun under her pillow.
Valeria is a good drinker — she has a expensive taste. If she drinks whiskey it needs to taste and look like real whiskey. She tasted so many that she knows thag a good whiskey usually has deep notes of caramel, toasted oak and warm spice, with a smooth hint of vanilla. She likes to spent her money on a good drink.
Before Valeria meet you , she spent her time in clubs and places that were filled with liquor, drugs and sex. Valeria swore she would never take to any of these places because you don't belong there. Valeria has a dark past , the last thing she wants – is for her pretty girl to see those fucked up places.
maybe Im ovulating but im craving intimate and steamy sex with valeria. The type of sex that has you gripping the sheets, fingers clinging onto the soft fabric as the storm outside knocks onto the glass with drops of rain setting the mood for two lovers. Each rain drop feels like one call closer to heaven , the way vale hungrily thrusts into. Needy hands grab the soft fat of your hips only , vale gently dig her finger into your flesh holding onto you like the sacred blessing you are .
The bed creaks and you can't help yourself but act slutty lifting your hips only to meet her halfway , her already soaked strap kissing your cervix — drawing the most erotic moans out of you.
Valeria whispers sweet nothings to you from ear to ear , her warm tongue licks the sensitive part of your neck only to lose herself in the pleasure of fucking you stupid.
"look at you .... taking me so well"
Skin on skin , her tits rub against your already sensitive nipples causing the friction between you two grow. Between a few stolen kisses you admire your wife and the way she puts so much effort into pleasuring you, pearls of sweat running down her throat and stomach highlighting her toned body. You steal a glance at her yet the silver ring steals all your attention — that's the woman you married the one that has your name tattooed on her finger. The woman that has a gun engraved with your name only to carry you always with her.
The bedroom smells of sex and sweat and yet its her perfume that has you curling your toes — the scent of your lover so close and so intimate good god.
Each moment you spent with her is priceless , you feel her darkend eyes on your body , following the traces of curves . She's mesmerized by every inch of you , worshipping you like its her last day.
Your breathing quickens and once vale gives you the nod for finally being allowed , you come hard crying her name like a prayer.
You two are tangled into each other , exhausted from the act as sweat runs down your boobs. Brown eyes observe this moment all too well the way your breathing slows down and the way you lick your lips . valeria hungry gaze follows the tear of sweet nesting between you swollen and raw kissed nipples.
cw : mentioning of blood and violence, shooting and guns
— NOTE : I dont speak Spanish so I apologize if I used that phrase wrong or not in the right context. Please have mercy with me I know im terrible at writing the kiss part (im a virgin lmao)
Loud music is blasting through the speakers , - the music is great and the crowd seems to be in a good mood. You swing your hips to the rhythm of the music while you sip on your drink.
Valeria was upstairs handing "business" she said. You knew what it was about but you're smart enough not to question your girlfriend. For moment you allow yourself to daydream what it would be like to dance with Valeria like a normal couple just for a few minutes.
The sudden sharp and deafening sound echos in the club.
A gunshot. The crowd panics a few scream helpless and scared , everyone runs in a different direction in hopes to reach the exit. You swallow hard trying not to panic just like vale taught you , your eyes roam trying to find the perpetrator.
" ¡Me cago en todo lo que se menea! " valeria roars as she slowly comes down the stairs joining the chaos. Her body tense and her gaze murderous as she aims her gun at the perpetrator and fires. Its in that very moment multiple men rush into the club its chaos pure as they try to attack valeria. Her back up doesn't wait and fires immediately everything happens so fast , men drop dead like flies the once colorful floor stained in blood.
Your heart is racing in panic this was not how your night should've ended but with Valeria nothing is ever normal. Your eyes fall to her, clothes stained in the blood of her enemies , vale spits on the ground. "Fucking hell...." she sighs and hides her gun like this never happend.
You dont know what it is, maybe the alcohol or the shock of what happend but seeing valeria so angry and so controlling did something to you. Valeria was known for her Temper and need for order ( old habits die hard). You couldn't think straight and usually you would've yelled or even started an argument but you can feel the gravity of this situation.
Her brown eyes look franticall for you , and for the first time in so long you for about 60 seconds a genuine worried expression. valeria is about to yell and cuss everyone out not being able to find you. "m'here". Valeria turns at the sound to your voice , those big button eyes of her finally find you — valeria was holding her breath for a minute she was worried to death that something happened to you. Vale combs frustrated through the strands of her hair back and sighs.
You can feel her intense gaze on your skin , she silently eyes you up. Jist making there are no injuries on your body. Vale couldn't bring herself to get closer to you not after what happened — she was angry with herself. The Cartel leader too lost in her own thoughts completely unaware of your antics. Her breath hitches unsure how you feel , the usual so strong and feared cartel leader worries that this might be it and might leave.
You slowly walk up to her , without a word you wipe the blood of her face — no words where needed in this moment . You couldnt leave her because your heart burns for her , everx breath you take is meant fot her and even in the afterlife you would wait for her. You look up at her , wondering what she thinks right now.
Her rough Hands cup your face holding you close , her gaze land on your soft and delicious lips — without hesitation vale licks her lips at the view she could already taste the cherry lipgloss. To shy to keep the eye contact you give in anr look away.
"Ah ah ... ah don't do that" she says possesive grabbing you by your throat , she hates when you try hide. The tension between you two is thick like one electric wire that is ready to explode.
You sweetly moan into the slow and yet consuming kiss , you hold onto her black shirt feeling the soft fabric of cotton in your grasb. vale lazily sucks on your sweet tongue getting a taste of the vodka you just had. She allows herself for a second to breathe before she pulls you back into a kiss that claims your soul this time . — the fact that she has to restrain herself right now is a nightmare because she spread your legs on this table and finger you, stuffing you with her strap. So instead she kisses you hungrily ruining your lip combo. Her leg rests between your thighs she pushes her knee further against your already soaked panties. She lands a harsh smack on your ass while her tongue wrestles against yours , you squirm and feel the cold metal of her gun.
