The Right Time (Bruno x Reader, Smut)
My first AO3 request... Bruno probably has one of the biggest breeding kinks and I am here for every second of it
Request: can i please request a bruno x reader breeding?
Warnings: NSFW (MINORS DNI), gender neutral reader (reader does have boobs and vagina) mentions of pregnancy, breeding kink, praise kink, body worship, oral (fem receiving), Bruno does call the reader a 'slut' but in a praising way(?)
A/N: Wear a condom irl, google translated Italian, I did spell check but I might’ve missed a few words here and there, requests are open! not much else to say - translations at the end, enjoy! <3
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Bruno leaned up to bury his face into your neck, strong, lithe arms wrapped around your middle to pull you even closer to him. Inhaling deeply, his head buried itself into your neck, letting his soft tongue poke out as he sucked gently, teasing your skin with his teeth. His nose flared at the smell of your scent mixed with your favorite body wash. It was intoxicating, addicting. You feel your skin heat up as he teased and nibbled along your neck, hot breath fanning out across your skin. His cock twitched from between your legs, bumping right into your clothed mound. The thought of being able to finally being able to take your relationship to the next level was almost too much for Bruno to handle. You've both talked about having kids in the past, sometimes jokingly and semi-realistically, but there were life events that stopped you from moving forward with it. But now, it was going to be different.
You let out a breathy whine and lean into Bruno's built body, your arms clinging to him as you ground down on him for any sort of friction. Burning heat and hot flashes of need settled deep within you, threatening to spread throughout your body. Almost shaking with excitement, your mind conjured images of hopeful aftermath. Knowing Bruno the way you do, he'll make sure the first time is all you'll need.
"I want you Bruno," your voice was sweet and soft, breathy and sensual. You felt his deep hum through his body. As you trail off, one of your hands runs through his silky hair, grabbing a few strands and gently tugging. In response, Bruno exhales and gently nuzzles into your neck again, letting his hot pants fan out over your skin, his lips leaving a tingling sensation throughout your body, raising goosebumps, and making a little gasp leave your lips. "I want your cock inside of me, giving us what we both want."
"And what might that be?" Bruno pulls away from your neck and gazes at you with lovingly lustful eyes, his desires going slightly haywire at the implications of your words. You meet his gaze and smile coyly.
"Oh, you know..." You slowly reach behind you and grab one of his large hands, feeling the slightly rough pads of his fingers and the soft skin atop his hand. You guide his hand so it lay flat against your skin, all the way to your belly, where you squeeze his hand. "Right here. I want to feel you to fill me up," You watch as his pupils dilate and consume his face in a smoldering look that gives you shivers, almost unable to keep his intense gaze. He gently squeezes and kneads your belly, watching you whimper and arch into his touch. "Please." You relent and gently press his hand into your belly with a small amount of pressure, tilting your head back and baring your neck to his greedy lips.
Bruno takes advantage of your submission with great pleasure, a pleased rumbling groan coming from within his chest has you squirming in delight as Bruno begins to mouth more firmly at your neck. His hips buck from below you, letting you feel his thickness through his pants, which seem to pull tight as his cock grows more firm. "Ti voglio tanto bene, tesoro. Mi rendi l'uomo più felice della Terra." He mumbles against your neck. Pulling back, he raises his hand and cups your chin, calling out your name softly. "Are you sure you are ready?" His desires have sprung forth but he would never do anything you didn't want to do. He just had to be sure, to know that you wanted this and for his peace of mind.
You wrap both your arms around his head, pulling him towards your face with your adoring gaze, pulling him in close, your lips brushing against one another's. "I've been ready since the moment I met you," you breathe out, a genuine smile on your features. Your words are enough for him and he connects your lips with him in a searing kiss, letting his emotions pour into the kiss. All his love, adoration, and selflessness towards you almost knock you off your feet, sending your mind reeling. You kiss back with just as much force, determined to let him know that you feel the same way.
It's only a matter of time before you feel his soft tongue tease your lips, and your relent to him easily, letting his soft tongue smooth against yours. Using his hand on your hip, he begins to guide you into a rhythm, matching the slow grinds with small bucks of his hips and he swallows your noises happily. Pulling away, lewd strings attach your lips and his desire burns brighter than ever before. "I can't tell you how many times I've dreamed of this day, amore. How many countless nights I've spent awake and thinking about seeing you full and round." His eyes almost have a glazed look to them, swirling with many emotions, all of them loving and genuine.
Finally, he motions for you to get off of him, and he gently lays you down on the soft duvet. He moves between your legs and leans his lithe body over yours, feeling up your curves and dips as he makes his way up. "Words can never express how much you mean to me. La mia vita, il mio cuore, la mia anima, tu sei il mio tutto. Tu sei perfetto." His lips connect with yours once more, and you feel a fuzzy warmth spread through your body, almost drowned out by the throbbing and swirling you feel inside of you. Every time you or Bruno shift around, you can feel just how wet you are, and you don't think you've ever been this pent up before, even when Bruno teases you to the ends of the Earth.
"Please," you whimper out, breaking the kiss. "I'm ready." Bruno smiles down at you and his hand travels down your sides once more, gently squeezing and kneading the soft flesh of your sides and hips, dipping down more to grab your thighs as well. With a small nod, he connects his lips to your cheek, then makes a trail of kisses down your body. His hand comes back up and slides underneath a shirt you stole from him. It drives him crazy to see you in his clothing, feeling a bit possessive as you wear something of his. His hand doesn't stop until he feels the underside of your breast. You aren't wearing a bra, and licks his lips before completely cupping your breast into his hand, gently kneading the soft flesh.
"So soft, amore mio," he mumbles. Using his other hand, he leans up a bit and rolls up your shirt, exposing your chest. "Soon, they won't be just for me," he groans as both his hands cup your breasts, kneading and squeezing with more urgency and desire as the thought of seeing them full of milk fills his mind. Knowing that they'll grow bigger, heavier, and fuller, all because of him has his cock throbbing in a warning. He tries to reel in his thoughts a bit, lest he wants this to end soon, and he doesn't. He wants to take his time, fuck you nice and slow, and let you feel every inch of him inside of you. He wants you to feel his hours, even days after he's been inside of you. Tugging on your shirt, he helps you take it off and toss it away to be forgotten.
His lips are on your breasts the moment you lay back down, his lips softly sucking until he adds his teeth into the mix, giving you a cheeky glint in his eye as he looks up at you. Your back arches beautifully beneath him and his free hand comes underneath to hold your arch. "F-fuck, Bruno!" You whimper as a hand comes up and runs through his silky hair, pushing him into you and gently tugging his hair. He makes sure to give both your breasts the same treatment. His tongue laves over your nipple before he gives a harsh suck, pulling a moan from your lips. Making sure not to neglect your other breast, his hand comes up and plays with your nipple. Your hips buck upward and your pussy clamps on nothing, but you catch his bulge. Pulling off you with a smirk, he indulges you and grinds into your core, his jaw going lax as he hears the slick squelch as his cock splits your labia apart.
A throaty groan comes from Bruno and he doesn't want to waste any more time, despite his desire to worship your body all night long. From the tingling in his groin to the throbbing pulse in his cock, he knows any more teasing will be the end of him. He makes quick work of your pants, leaving small kisses along your belly and thighs as he drags the pants down your legs, tossing the article. A glisten between your thighs captures his attention immediately and his mouth waters at the sight of your bare pussy, seeing just how wet you are. He hums to himself before gripping your thighs, his fingers pressing into the supple flesh and his nose bumps your clit as he curls out his tongue and makes contact with your pussy.
A loud squeal tears from your throat as Bruno's tongue licks and squishes around your pussy, licking long and slow stripes before using the tip of his tongue to draw patterns along your slit. Your legs instinctively try to close around his head to keep him between your legs but his superior strength and grip on your thighs prevent you from doing anything but bucking your hips against his face, feeling his lips, tongue, and nose seemingly hit all the right spots as you try and ride his face for more. "Brunoooooo!" You whimper out as you reach down and pull his face into the apex of your thighs, hearing him grunt from your desperate grip. He has half a mind to let you ride his face but his urge to cum inside you outweighs any other desire he has.
You gasp when Bruno lets two fingers slide up and down your slit, catching onto your entrance but not pushing in quite yet. Without him prompting you, you're already begging to have him inside of you, making him grin like the devil. "Bruno, please! I need you inside of me, filling me up! I want to feel you cum inside of me and put a baby into me," you whine, your hips trying to chase his fingers as they slide up and down.
"How can I deny such a request?" Bruno smirks and delves a finger into your already rippling walls. You moan and throw your head back into the pillows, back arching and legs spreading. Even after all this time together, the many days and nights Bruno has made love to you fucked you silly and had you at his mercy, you're still so tight. Hot flashes of desire consume Bruno and he quickly adds another finger, hitting your spot like the pro he is, and wiggles his fingers, gently spreading your walls for something much thicker and harder. He eats up your expressions and noises with a famished look. He could listen to you for hours and never get tired of hearing your voice call out his name.
"You're doing so well," he sounds out of breath, watching in awe as your slick coat his fingers and palm. "I love how well you take my fingers and my cock. I love the way your walls clamp down on me, sucking me deeper and deeper, trying to milk me like the desperate, needy troia you are," his voice is soft but firm, and it's driving you mad. His words alone are enough to have you at his mercy, especially when the words roll off his tongue like honey. And that's all it takes as his fingers rub your g-spot and your eyes are rolling back, your walls clamping and rippling against his fingers as your slick coats him tenfold. Your hips buck and ride his fingers, and he lets you unravel beneath him, completely zoned in on the space between your thighs.
When you slow down, he looks up, watching your breasts move as you pant during your comedown, though the way your walls are still clinging to him, he knows you're far from done. Making quick work of his clothes, he positions himself on top of you, his body arching over yours and palming the pillows beside your head. He looks into your eyes, his pupils are dilated, leaving a small ring of blue. His breathing is labored and he has a look of loving desperation on his features. He cups your head with a large hand, his thumb coming to rub your lips.
"Are you sure about this?" He asks one more time, needing to know for sure that you're still on board with him. "If you don't want to, just say the word." You cup his hand and lean into his touch.
"I promise I'm ready. I want to take this step, and I want to take it with you. Ti amo tanto, Bruno." You can practically see his heart swell with love and pride through his eyes, and he connects your lips. Reaching down, he grabs his cock at the base and lines himself up, but not before sliding through your slick folds. He finally pushes in and begins the difficult task of pushing through your walls.
"I love how tight you are for me, even after I fuck you so hard," Bruno grunts, focusing on not pushing into you too hard. When he feels slight resistance, he gently pulls back and thrusts in again, feeling you loosen up and allowing him deeper. He finds your hand and interlocks your fingers as he bottoms out, his pubic bone flush against your hips. "I know I say it a lot, but I mean it when I say I love you. I'll never grow tired of you. You'll always belong to me, and I will always belong to you." His voice is deep as his tone drops, filled with lust and affection.
You feel your eyes water as his words, coupled with his actions, is sends many emotions running through you. You don't have any words, though if you did, his first thrust would be enough to render you speechless. Your hand squeezes him and he returns the gesture as your body stretches out beneath him. Your head falls back and your back arches, pushing your breasts towards his face. He hangs his head low and dares to look between your bodies, seeing the way his hips move hypnotically into yours, just barely able to catch a glimpse of his glistening cock before it disappears again. He moves soft and slow, deep and strong, enough so that you think you can feel him kiss your cervix, and the thought alone is enough to have your walls cling tightly enough to make him hiss.
"You're so deep," you manage to whine out, planting your feet into the bed to meet Bruno's thrust. The sound of loud pants and hitching breath, coupled with the gentle clap coming from between your bodies, is the best music either of you has ever heard. You feel the pressure build and you whine at the feeling. Bruno looks up again and takes a nipple into his mouth, laving his tongue over it.
"Are you close?" Bruno mumbles against your breast, squeezing your hand again. "You must be if you're clinging to my cock like that," he grunts, a hint of smugness lacing his words. How could he not be proud of himself as he feels your walls ripple and squeeze him so quickly? He pulls up and looks at your face, enamored by the blissed look on your face. He thrusts in and grinds against your pussy, letting the hard muscle of his pubic bone grind into your clit, rubbing your little bundle of nerves the right way and watching you come undone.
Your walls squeeze, your body stretches out and curls in, and your muscles spasm as you work yourself through your orgasm. He continues to grind into you letting you ride it out on him, your body jostling a little. He leans down and smooches your jaw, picking up his pace as he feels ready to dive into his abyss of pleasure. You can barely come down from your high as Bruno's cock begins to pound away at you, building another orgasm quickly. Bruno is panting against your neck, his eyes closed as he can't stop thinking about what's coming in the future. He can see it so clearly; your belly round, a kid by your side, and one in your arms. His hips falter in rhythm as his speed picks up. "Ti amo, ti amo, ti amo," his voice highers slightly in pitch and he leans up quickly to connect your lips, his hand squeezing yours, shaking slightly as his body shudders and he gives into the pleasure, taking you with him.
Your tongue brushes against his lips as his hips bang against yours, finally stilling deep inside of you. Your tongues meet halfway and intertwine as Bruno's cock twitches and seemingly grows thicker as his seed paints your walls, right up against your womb. You both are breathing heavily when the kiss breaks, you both need air. You see the flush on Bruno's cheeks, and you can't help but travel down his well-built body. You feel a weird pressure inside of you and you focus on the feeling. It's strange but you welcome it. You don't think you could go back to using condoms again as you feel the last twitches of Bruno's cock.
With a satisfied hum, Bruno leans down into you. His hand untangles and he wraps both his arms under you, pulling you flush into his hot body. You both bask in the afterglow and savor each other's presence. Reality finally sets in and you both make eye contact. Nothing needs to be said, the genuine affections shared between the two of you speak loud enough. Shifting a bit, you feel Bruno's still-hard cock inside of you and you teasingly raise a brow.
"Are you not satisfied?" You giggle, watching a smirk grow on Bruno's plump lips, stealing your attention for a split second.
"With you?" Bruno hums, ghosting his lips over yours before connecting them.
"Non ne avrò mai abbastanza."
Translations:
Ti voglio tanto bene, tesoro. Mi rendi l'uomo più felice della Terra
I love you so much, darling. You make me the happiest man on earth
La mia vita, il mio cuore, la mia anima, tu sei il mio tutto. Tu sei perfetto. My life, my heart, my soul, you are my everything. You're perfect.
Ti amo tanto
I love you so much
Non ne avrò mai abbastanza
I will never get enough
