Benito who accidentally teaches you Spanish from how vocal he is when you guys...yk
Benito who is an EATERRRR his fans peep when his beard suddenly has a little ginger hue from it.
Benito who samples your moans and puts it in a song (Like the girl in the back of "Safaera")
Benito who is insane at foreplay
Benito who has the BEST playlist for cracking
Benito who needs to absolutely plow you before a concert to "focus."
Benito who cockwarms you when he's writing or alone in the studio.
BENITO WHOS 120% AN ASS GUY
Benito who is open to anything involving you.
Benito who absolutely ruins you when you jokingly call him "Papi" for the first time.
Benito who moans. (You guys can't shut me up trust.)
Benito who genuinely worships your body
Benito who stares at it like a rose quartz before diving in
Benito who talks to your "rose quartz" like its a person.(what a kind man😔)
Benito who absolutely is appaled when you bring up a new position, or tell him something you wanna try. Acting like a Saint, when he's most definitely done a variation of what you requested.
Synopsis╰┈➤ Blue=Donald. You=Bubba. (Pls get the reference)
Warnings: STARVED Blue(no I will not give up my needy Blue agenda.), oral sex (f!recieving), biting, whiny Blue(if you squint reall hard). (I think that's it)
"Ngh—fuck" You moaned, you looked down to find your boyfriend between your thighs, having the time off his life as his scared calloused hands spreading your pretty brown thighs, and letting them lock around his head.
His head was deep in your pussy, his nose tickling and rubbing against your clit, as he slurped at your needy cunt—you whined, softly as his tongue went deeper into your warm entrance, your back arched as you put all you weight down on your elbows. Your head hitting the headboard as you tried to pull his head out.
"Blue, please..." You mewled, as you hit his head repeatedly with the palm of your hand. Your fingers tangled in his scalp pulling and grasping at his hair like a life line—but the man refused to let up.
"Blue, fuck..." You whined, as your body went limp—finally relaxing underneath him. He whined into your clit, the vibrations causing hot flashes in your head.
He bit your clit, and you yelped falling back as he suckled on it, like it was sweet nectar. You squeal as he brought you over the edge, you felt your vision blur as he circled tiny circles around your clit. You bite your lip as he laid your tongue flat against your cunt. You huff as you rode the wave of pleasure, as he spat on your cunt. Cold air rushing to it the second his warm mouth got up off it.
He rubbed your clit softly, while Whispering words of affirmation to you.
"You think you can give me one more?" He requested, in that charming southern accent —his voice muffled by him sucking and biting your thighs.
I mean how could you say no, when he asked so sweetly?
