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[prospectfandom]

What sex position do you think Angel enjoys the most? Gimme SMUT

He absolutely loves when you’re on top, back straightened, riding him like a thirsty girl. When you prop yourself on him, mumbling obscenities between incoherent moans. One of the best things about this position is that he gets to see your tits bouncing right there on his face. He gets trapped in a daze while watching it, and it takes all his self-control to not cum inside you right now. He loves to watch the bliss on your face when you find the perfect angle. When your bounces become erratic and your expression is almost pained, taking all the pleasure you can from him. That’s when he likes clutching your neck or shoves a finger in your mouth for you to suck, and with the other hand he grips your hip. He loves to see you squirming in anticipation because oh, you know what is about to come. That’s when his thrusts meet yours, firm and deep, hitting that special spot at the most delicious pace. When your legs give in and you lean forward, he likes to kiss you while you come down from your high.

The other one is to bend you over the nearest surface. He loves to provoke you with glances and lingering touches and the bastard knows the effect he has on you. He can tell when you’re horny and it’s time. It can be the kitchen aisle, the bathroom counter, your bed, the arm of the couch, the office’s desk, the pool table, the seat of his bike, everything. He likes to surprise you by pushing your back further, the movement forcing you to present yourself. He lifts your skirt or tugs down your pants just enough to shove his face into your core to make sure you’ll be properly wet for him. Then he grabs a hand of your hair and holds you in place while he sinks his cock into you. Sometimes he likes to do it very slowly, just to hear your pleas for him to fuck you harder; sometimes he sloppy coats himself in your juices and with a swift move is all inside you. The whimper that escapes from your lips along with the feeling of your walls squeezing him pushes him to the edge, and he has to concentrate for a moment to not give in yet. Because he likes to grab your hips while thrusting, and every time you thrust back he rewards you with a good slap on your ass. He likes when you’re close and you lean your head on the surface, almost drooling over it, upping your ass even more. That’s when he likes to pull your hair, making your back arch and his tip abuse that sweet spot again. 

He loves your pleasure screams, he knows he’s thick and it’s overwhelming for you, so he praises you for taking him so well. While your orgasm washes over you, your walls keep milking him and that’s when he allows himself to cum.

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[prospectfandom]

The One With the Threesome | One Shot

ANGEL REYES x READER x EZ REYES

Warnings: SMUT. Unprotected sex. 

Author’s note: This is porn without a plot. I may be ovulating 

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It started as a joke. 

The guy who sent you the drink with his number scribbled on a napkin was ogling from afar. 

“Argh, I forgot about how you’re such a dick magnet!” Angel slurred and you slapped his arm, frowning at him.

Ez chuckled and nodded. “Annoying as fuck. I don’t know how you handle this”

You were childhood friends. Angel helped you and Ez pulling your baby teeth out when you were kids. You used to play on the street, laughing and fighting all day. The best days of your life. When the inevitable teenagehood arrived, you were there for each other. You had so much fun going to parties together and were there for each other at your first heartbreak. You kissed once or twice just for fun, but it was innocent and sweet. Angel got a job, Ez and you got to college, and then when shit got south your world crushed. Angel joined the Mayans, Ez was in jail and you moved on with your life. Now you finished your degree and was planning to move back to Santo Padre, so you were here to find an apartment. You were staying with them.

“I don’t! I just wanna get rid of him!” You whined and the Reyes exchanged a look.

“What?” You asked, distrusting. You knew them too well, that look meant something. 

Angel laughed and grabbed the sit of your stool, dragging it closer to him. 

“What are you doing?” You were facing him so close you could feel the smell of cigarettes and cologne on him.

He grinned and you felt Ez’s hands ghosting over your shoulders before start massaging it. You turned your head at him and noticed the way his tongue caressed his bottom lip before speaking.

“We’re getting rid of him, sweetheart.” 

You laughed and shook your head at what he was suggesting. 

At this point, you felt Angel nuzzling into your neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses from your collarbone to that sweet spot behind your ear. You gasped and Ez held your chin in place, easing Angel’s way, and leaned to kiss you. His tongue claimed it’s way into your mouth and you gave up. The taste of whiskey in his tongue was intoxicating. Meanwhile, Angel was getting bolder by the second. He traced a line down your neck, finding the soft flesh of the top of your breasts. You thought he would stop there but he continued savoring it. Your head was spinning. Ez’s hand sneaked to the back of your head, twisting and pulling your hair. Angel sneaked his way into your blouse and captured your left nipple with his lips, giving it a quick suck before releasing it with a loud ‘pop’. “Fuck!”, You muttered and force yourself to push them away. 

“Oh my God! It... why... argh!” You stuttered, frustrated. They laughed but there was something predatory about their eyes. Angel shamelessly stuck his hand inside his pants to adjust his cock and Ezekiel was panting hard, pupils wide blown. 

“He’s gone,” Angel said with a wicked grin, noticing you were staring at his crotch. Your gaze shot to the other side of the bar and the guy wasn’t there anymore. 

“C’mon Y/N, it was fun,” Ez said, winking at you. 

The rest of the night was unbearable. You were so wet you could feel your thighs slipping against each other. The conversation kept flowing but something was off... Something in the way Angel was licking his lips or Ez kept touching your arm and your back tentatively wasn’t matching the light mood of the conversation. 

Ez called you a cab, none of you were good to drive. You sat between them, crushed between their bigger forms. Ez had his arm around your shoulders, fingers tentatively drawing circle forms on your skin, while Angel rested his hand on your bare thigh, playing with the hem of your dress. The air was thick between you.  A wave of energy rushed through you, tingling between your thighs. 

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You sat on the couch in silence. Ez was zapping through channels but none of you were really watching. 

“Y/N...” Angel eyed you before getting closer. “Are you feeling comfortable?”

“Yes. Why?” You studied their faces for a while and they exchanged that look again. “You know I can see through you, right?” You lifted an eyebrow in defiance. 

“What are you talking about?” Ez said with a shit eating grin. 

“You know we love you, Y/N. You’re our childhood’s best friend... But...” Angel paused to eye-fuck you. “We’re all grown now. We both want you.”

“But we need to know if you want us too.” Ez completed, tossing his shirt somewhere in the room. You stared at his V line and he chuckled. 

Angel combed your hair back with his fingers. “What’s gonna be, princess?” He sounded breathless as you felt. 

You smiled and nodded.

They grunted in approval and a shiver ran over you as if your body already knew the sinful things they would do to you. 

Ezekiel pulled you to sit between his legs, back to him. He softly kissed your shoulders while freed your breasts from the dress, moaning when his hands squeezed the soft flesh. 

Angel kneeled in front of you, almost as if in prayer, and kissed your inner thighs. He hooked his fingers at the sides of your panties and pulled them down slowly, cursing when he saw the damp spot on it. He lifted the hem of your dress and his cock ached at the sight of your pussy all juicy for him. 

Ez collected your wetness with his fingers and sucked on them, humming in approval. He sneaked his hand between you, freeing his cock from his pants, and you gasped at how thick he felt. 

Angel gave an experimental lick from your ass to your clit and grunted when your legs quivered. He hooked his arms on your legs, holding them in place, and trapped your clit between his lips. A moan escaped from your lips and they both praised you. Ez kept whispering praises in your ears and roaming his hands all over your body while Angel kept making out with your folds. 

You were a wet mess between them, moaning incoherent words and gripping their arms for dear life. Angel freed himself from his boxers and started pumping himself, and you thought it was the most beautiful thing you have ever seen. It was all you needed to finally reach the first orgasm and they watched it in awe. 

Angel kept kissing your thighs, waiting for you come down from your high, but Ez was impatient. He helped you up and both of them discarded what was left of their clothes. You didn’t wait for them to undress you, adding your dress to the pile of clothes on the floor. You were fully exposed. Their predatory gazes roamed all over you, setting every inch of your skin on fire. Angel was slowly stroking his cock and you wondered if he was going to fit. 

Ez sat on the couch and pulled you to his lap, kissing your back while positioning his cock. You lowered yourself on him, moaning loudly when you felt your walls stretching around his length. While he was waiting for you to adjust to his size, Angel kissed you passionately and you could taste yourself on him. You started moving and when Ez’s tip brushed over your G spot you cried on Angel’s mouth. He broke the kiss and you whined at the loss of his lips. 

Angel chucked at how desperate you were for him. “Open up…let me feel that tongue around me. Beautiful lips gonna look so good stretching around my cock.” You spat on the head of his dick before taking him in your mouth, your eyes beginning to water a bit because he was well endowed. You jerked him off while sucking hard on the hard tip, looking up and seeing him completely blissed out.

It was too much. The blood was boiling in your veins, your head was spinning. Ez was stretching you in the most delicious way, abusing that spot, cursing out loud and slapping your ass while Angel had a tight grip on your hair, grunting praises at every lick and suck you gave him. 

Your legs started trembling and Ez sensed you were close. “Bounce on my cock love. Ride me…fucking take your pleasure.” His hands were caressing your back, his hips fucking up into you quickly and loving the way you clenched around him. 

You took Angel out of your mouth and kept pumping him while your orgasm washed over you. The scream that escaped your lips was sinful enough to make a porn star jealous. Ez quickly pushed you off him, needing every self-control he had to not cum right now. 

“Fuck! Are you guys trying to murder me?” You asked breathlessly and they laughed.

Angel helped you to get up and pulled you to a searing kiss. You threw your hands around his neck and melted onto him and he gently stroked the soft flesh of your breasts. You felt Ez nuzzling into your ass, cleaning your pussy up from your juices. 

You moaned into Angel’s lips and he swiftly spun you on your feet and roughly pushed you down, forcing you to kneel. Your mouth watered at the sight of Ez’s cock throbbing so close to your face, precum oozing from his tip. At the same time, you felt Angel coat his massive length on your juices and your legs quivered in anticipation. 

“Angel...”

“Fuck Y/N... I’m gonna give it rough to you.” Angel’s fingers were circling your clit while he was grinding himself at your entrance. “You want me to fuck this pussy? Make you cum all over me? My cum leaking down your legs while you walk outta here? You dirty girl- you’d let me have my way with ya and beg for more..” 

“Mmmmmhh” You moaned while taking Ez fully on your mouth, bucking your hips backward on Angel’s cock. You had lost all the shame you had and they love it. Angel seemed amused at your state of incoherency, letting go of your clit and pulling on your hair before sliding into you. 

You cried and Ez praised you, his hooded eyes saying he was close. Your chin was damp with saliva and precum, your hands on his thighs to support yourself. Angel was increasing the pace, relishing the way you were squeezing him. He was huge and it was overwhelming but oh God, you never wanted him to stop. 

You felt that knot forming on your belly for the third time. Ez saw it on your face and started moaning incoherently in Spanish... it was absolutely sinful. You pumped him while licking his tip and he grunted loudly while shooting hot cum on your lips and tongue. 

“Fuuuuck you’re squeezing the shit outta me! Cum for me Y/N!” Angel moaned and it was it. You came so hard you thought you would pass out, he thrust harder and deeper before filling you with his seed.

The three of you were sprawled on the couch, naked, blissful smiles on your faces. Your stomach grumbled loudly and they looked at you with widened eyes before bursting into a laughing fit.

“What? You guys spent every energy I had in my body!” You stated cleaned your laugh tears. 

“Let’s get you some food, then.” Angel’s eyes wandered over you. “Before round two.” He said opening a devilish smirk. 

“Hey!” You shouted and covered yourself with a pillow.

Ez laughed and swatted the pillow away “We have seen it all, sweetie. No need to cover now!”

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[prospectfandom]

FUEL | Chapter Five

PROLOGUE | CHAPTER ONE | CHAPTER TWO | CHAPTER THREE | CHAPTER FOUR | CHAPTER FIVE | ...

ANGEL REYES x READER

Summary: You grew up playing on Mayans MC’s yard, but you’re not a child anymore.

Warnings: ANGST and FLUFF. 

Author’s note:  Are you ready? Let the thrill begin. Let me know what you think PLEASE. Especially about the last scene. TELL ME !

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You were sprawled on the hammock outside the office, the guys were standing near you, engaged in a cheerful conversation. Angel was the only one sitting on the floor of the porch, next to you. His left hand was resting on your ankle, squeezing it gently. Cigarette in one hand. you in the other, as always. 

You were used to this now. He was always beside you. You could sense his presence near you, feel the heat radiating from his body. It was good. His hands were always finding your skin, your hair, from tickles and featherlike touches to reassuring squeezes. The other guys were dear friends to you but this was different. You were suspicious about him having feelings for you too but you were tired of all the pinning. You wanted action.

“Earth to Y/N” Coco called and frowned at your guilty expression. “What?”

“Nothing. I just... zoned out. What?” 

“I’m so gonna win this bet!” Ezekiel said to Coco with a devilish grin. You sensed that it had something to do with you.

“What?” Angel seemed annoyed.

“Prospect has a big mouth, that’s all. Nothing that concerns you. ” Coco eased and gave another sip on his beer. 

You felt the urge to be somewhere else and made an excuse. 

Angel stood up and pushed Ez.

“Do you think I’m stupid?” He asked and Coco restrained his arm. He freed himself and pointed an accusatory finger at him. “You’re involved in this.”

“Jesus, dude. You gotta chill.” Coco shoved his finger away and Angel seemed to relax. “Ez thinks you’re gonna get the girl soon, I don’t. We put 50 on it.”

Bishop and Riz burst in laugh. They knew something was going on but it wasn’t of their interest, so they didn’t ask. 

Angel’s façade went down after his friend’s statement. “Why? Why wouldn't I get her?”

“Do you want to?” Ez asked.

Silence.

                                   ______________________

You were quietly working on Bishop’s bike when someone called your name. You turned around and smiled sheepishly. Diego mirrored your expression.

“May I?” He asked, motioning to the stool laying next to you. 

“Sure!” You nodded and he pulled it next to you before sitting. 

"So... What’s going on? Galindo showed up earlier and they all strutted out.”

He laughed and you thought that wrinkle that formed on his nose was cute. 

“I don’t know, I’m his personal friend, he doesn’t share much with me.”

You cleaned your hands on your jeans before lighting up a cigarette. 

“You know how it works...” He continued in a low voice. “The more you know, the more engaged you are to this world. The less I know the better.”

You nodded in agreement but remembered what Angel said about him. 

Conversation flew easily and you had a good time. 

“Y/N... Have dinner with me tonight, please. I really enjoy your company.” He said with a bright smile.

You cursed mentally. Diego was fine but your heart belonged to that moron who didn’t know what he wanted from his life. 

“I think they may need me when they come back...” You gave him an apologetic smile. 

“Oh, ok.” He caressed your cheek. “What about tomorrow?”

You had to be honest...

“Listen...” You exhaled and turned at him, facing him. “You’re good looking and I really enjoy your company but I think I like someone else. Things are already complicated and I don’t think it’s a good idea to mix things up.”

“Shit.” He laughed and shook his head. “Can’t believe I blew my chance with you! But hey...” He ran his hand through your hair. “If you figure things out and change your mind you can always call me.”

You smiled at him, he was a good guy. 

And then a Harley, whose thunderous sound you knew too well, passed by you on the yard. Your blood froze in your veins and you looked at him... He parked and stayed sit on the bike, you could only see his back. You could tell he was breathing hard and his hands were glued to his sides, fists so tight his knuckles were white. 

Gilly and Coco arrived and the latest looked at you with a puzzled look before heading to his friend. Diego had his hand on your back.

“Are you ok?” He asked and you looked at him abruptly, like if you have forgotten his presence.

“I don’t know. I think you should go...” Your voice trailed off. 

“Is that the guy?” He asked and stood up, staring at Angel, who was now being practically being dragged inside by Coco and Ez. They were arguing. 

“You should go.” You said harshly and he finally understood.

You were hyperventilating. But goddamn it, Angel isn’t your boyfriend, he didn’t even ask you out. Never. Why were you so upset and anxious about him seeing you talking to Diego? Was he mad? Was it about you or whatever happened at the meeting with Galindo? 

You calmed down and decided to follow the script like if nothing has ever happened. 

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You sit next to him at the bar and he didn’t even look at you. 

“How was the meeting?” You asked, trying to maintain your voice even. 

“Full of bullshit, like always. We dealt with it.” Coco stated.

“We?” Ez asked. “It was all Angel and me.” Ez laughed.

The atmosphere was odd. Angel was off, Ez was trying to enlighten the mood. Coco didn’t really care.

“What about you? How was your afternoon?” You nudged Angel’s shoulder and he looked at you, no emotion at all. 

“It was fine.” He answered, nonchalant. 

You nodded. 

“Not as fine as yours, but fine.” He completed, sipping on his beer.

“You’re an idiot!” You yelled and all eyes turned at you, but you were so mad you didn’t even care. 

You punched his shoulder as hard as you could. The impact made him spill the beer all over his jeans. He looked at you, surprised, but then the rage started spilling out of him.

“You clearly think I am! I told you to stay away from that bastard!” He shouted in your face. 

“Sure! And I’m supposed to obey you, right?” You yelled and he was fifty shades of red now. 

“Whatever.” He said and walked away. You gulped the rest of your beer and ran after him. You wanted to crawl into his nerves and give him a heart attack. You wanted to punch him in the face. 

“Don’t whatever me, asshole!” You pulled his arm and he stopped dead on tracks by the door.

Everyone was watching with wide eyes. Some of them were restraining a laugh, some of them were waiting for the minor signal of real violence to break up the fight, but none of them dared to say something. 

“Fine!” He shouted, exasperated. “What was he doing here?” 

“Talking.” 

“I saw you talking. Old man is a bit handsy, don’t you think?” You absolutely hated that cynical tone.

“Less than you are. And he is your age. Should I stay away from you too?” You yelled at him. 

His expression was hurt. "Not the same.” 

“Why???” You asked, exasperated. You were tired.

“I like you, goddamn it! I love you!” He hollered and locked his eyes on yours. His brows were furrowed, his skin was flush and he was panting hard. 

“What?” You smiled and everyone laughed. 

“You heard me. Now, what’s the deal between you and him?” 

For the first time, you realized you were doing this in front of the guys. You looked back with widened eyes and they laughed. 

“Y/N?” Angel shook your arm, impatient. 

“He asked me out...”

“AND” Impatient.

“I said I couldn’t go because I’m into someone else.” You blurted out.

“Who’s the guy?” He asked, trying not to smile, but didn’t manage to. 

“You'll hate the guy!” You laughed and he frowned.

“Say it.” He growled, pulling a handful of your hair, forcing you to look up to him. 

“You.” 

You could spend hours, days like that and never get tired. All you could feel was his heat, his body, his smell, his lips, his tongue, his hands gripping on your waist for dear life. It seemed to you the rest of the world disappeared. The cheering and the teasing was just a whisper at the back of your mind, your thoughts and ovaries were much louder. 

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[prospectfandom]

FUEL | Chapter one

 PROLOGUE | CHAPTER ONE | CHAPTER TWO | CHAPTER THREE | CHAPTER FOUR |  CHAPTER FIVE | …

ANGEL REYES x READER 

Summary: You grew up playing on Mayans MC’s yard, but you’re not a child anymore. 

Warnings: Slight ANGST for this chapter. FLUFF and SMUT expected along the series. 

Author’s note: Hi pretties! This is going to be a slow burn but if you stick with me I promise it’ll be worth it. I hope you enjoy this as much as I am while writing! I’m new on this fandom so I really can use some advice and comments. So please, let me know what you think <3 

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You were beyond mad. Your dad, head of the Mayans MC in Santo Padre, gave you an earful for going to that party. You knew he was right... If someone there knew you’re his daughter things could go south. Anyway, you gave him a hard time, argued more than needed, and headed out. 

The pouring storm had slowed down and you lighted a cigarette. You had to apologize to him... But you were tired of being treated like a teenager. You weren’t 15 anymore, not even 20!  You were a grown woman. 

“He was just worried, Y/N,” Ez said, a hint of a smile playing on the corners of his lips. 

He sat beside you and you took his appearance in. He is gorgeous, just like his brother. His brown eyes are so kind and his smile is always so easy... Whenever you talked, his eyes wouldn’t avert yours, and your silences were peaceful because you knew he was just deep in thoughts. But you wanted him just as a friend.

You mentally kicked yourself for liking the wrong brother. Angel can’t stand you, he doesn't even act like a normal person around you. You were pissed at yourself for caring, he is just another guy, but you did. The fact that the man was sex on legs didn’t help. Add the motorcycle and that fucking beard and you just couldn’t help but ogle every day. You were jealous of the other girls... He seemed to be much more open with them, but to you, nothing. 

“I know. I’m just pissed at everything.”

“What else?” He asked and you bit your lip, considering if you would tell him how much his brother is an asshole.

“Everything... I know things could go south today and that’d be my fault, but I’m tired of being treated like a child! The party was awful! Then Angel arrives and tells my dad is pissed at me and brings me here... We started talking and suddenly he can’t even look at me and storms out! Do you understand?”

Ez shook his head and rolled his eyes, “Angel is a dick.”

“Really?” You both chuckled

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The anger dissipated and you were unsure about how would you act when he got back. Angel, Ez, Coco, and Gilly were off to Las Vegas, delivering... a pack. 

The days dragged by. You spent long afternoons changing parts of your new bike, drank a lot at the club, even punched a guy on the face at Vickie’s! But it was no use... You couldn’t forget that he would arrive at any time. 

                                              _________________

You dreaded that sound. How can you discern his bike’s sound from the others’? You have no idea. That guttural, thunderous sound signaling he just got back from the trip made your heart race. You looked out the window just in time to see him taking off his helmet, groaning when you saw how tight his jeans were around his thighs.

You and Riz were by the pool table, playing and having a beer. 

“Hey Y/N!” Coco gave you a quick hug with one arm and Ez kissed your temple. Behind them came Gilly, who said hello and gave you a flirtatious wink with a half smile. You rolled your eyes and laughed. 

Then he arrived. Rolled sleeves, combat boots. You felt weak on the knees, damn it. You quickly took in your feelings... The anger was gone, but you would be hard on him. You were still kinda hurt for the way he treated you the other day. But these feelings were just a low noise somewhere in the back of your mind: all you could hear was your ovaries yelling at you.

You gulped what was left in your bottle and set it on the table with a loud thud. Angel looked at you and there it was, that eye fucking gaze from the other day. He locked his eyes on yours and you sustained his gaze calmly, although you were screaming inside. 

“Y/N... Hi” He said in a husky voice and you felt like fire was spreading from your chest to your forehead. 

“Hi.” You blurted. Keys in hand, you left the club and hop on your bike, leaving behind a very awed Angel.