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Gasolina I bestfriend!peso pluma x model!reader
summary: Spanish speaking with most translation, lots of Spanglish. Hassan (peso pluma) has been your best friend for as long as you can remember, and always wanted to visit Cabo he just never had the time. On a trip for a photo shoot in Cabo, you brought him with you as a gift. Only problem, there's one bed.
pairings: bestfriend!peso pluma x model!reader
word count: 3,436
warnings/notes: SMUT! cursing, spitting, unprotected sex, creampie, Peso is obsessed with you, but what’s new? Time skips, 1 pov change, some/most translated. No proof read!! Note: Ive missed you all so much, hope you enjoy more of peso.
feel free to send any requests to my inbox, if you enjoyed I would love more ideas or tropes lovelys.
"Este lugar es, just wow." (this view is) You said walking in taking off your sunglasses.
"Oh Y/n Es hermoso, realmente no sé cómo te lo pagaré." (its beautiful, really i dont know how to repay you) Hassan said smiling at you.
"You don't have too H te juro que eres suficiente." (i promise you being here is enough) You said, with confidence you truly loved his presence. He's wanted to visit Cabo since forever. Making this campaign opportunity a short trip was absolutely essential.
You walked through the house looking at different things before you found the kitchen finding Hassan again.
"Oh mira a paparazzi pics." He said smiling. What would a trip be with out them? If you even thought about privacy? Ohh they'd find you.
He turned his phone towards you showing you multiple. One of him smiling and following you. Another of you in him in a line smiling at each other. Another of you two being silly. And quite a few more. Flying commercial was not one of your first options but your manager scheduled the private flight wrong.
"Esos son dulces, what's the headlines?" (these are sweet) You asked giving him a curious look.
"Y/n L/n and Peso Pluma dating?" He said plastering a smile on his face as you both broke out laughing. His laugh was the most contagious the small hiccups and turned up cheeks. It made you happier than ever.
Driving home from a wonderful shoot for a campaign you were doing was the best. The fresh wind in your hair and soft brown eye look from the last outfit. You felt free, and couldn't wait for dinner with one of your favorite people. Ever since the beginning of your career you had known Peso. He was one of the only people you met that just, stuck.
You'd planned a dinner on the water. You also rented a motor cycle, ever since Peso mentioned he could you wanted to go for a ride for the first time with him. I mean who else could you trust like that?
Pulling into the driveway with the top down on the convertible your rented, nothing could make you happier. Opening the door you stepped out with your black pointy boot, brown jeans, and jean jacket to finish it off.
"H? Where are you I'm back." You said calling out through the house.
Walking into the small kitchen he was leaning over the counter looking absolutely devastating. He was wearing jeans with a black T-shirt and boots. His hair looked soft and plush, the new haircut did something to you. And he looked up at you with those eyes.
"Oh, I'm just gonna go to the bathroom y nosotros podemos irnos, okay?" (and we will go) You said lightly.
"Suena perfecta." He said smirking, was he always this hot? Like has he always looked this perfect? You wondered as you made your way to the bathroom.
You powdered your makeup, and applied your lip combo. Choosing to wear what you had on to match his vibe you walked back out. You followed him out the door grabbing the black helmets. He slipped his helmet on and grabbed yours to put it on you. You could see the cut on his jaw from shaving, and the imperfections on his face that made him so beautiful to you. Before he turned towards the red bike.
"You ever ridden before Y/n?" He said straddling the bike effortlessly, and turning it around. His Spanish accent on his English was so cute. He started it and it sounded scary, but you wouldn't let him know.
"No, I haven't pero confío en ti." (but im confident in you) You said giggling you couldn't see his eyes since he had his visor down, but he could see yours.
"Creo que lo disfrutarás, ven aquí climb on behind me." (I think you'll like it, come here) He said softly. You walked up straddling the bike unnaturally.
"Si just like that, and put your arms," He said grabbing your hands and placing them on his stomach. "Aqui ta' bueno, disfruta el viaje.."
Just like that he lurched forwards, you held on tighter. You could feel the ridges of his abs as you gripped his stomach. Being so close to him felt natural almost. You hugged him tight turning your head to the side you saw the beautiful scenery race past you. The fresh summer breeze filled your senses as you took it in. In this moment you felt electric.
Arriving at the restaurant he helped you off the bike. He opened the door for you and he you walked in.
"7:30 reserva para Y/n." You said smiling at the hostess.
"Por supuesto sígueme señora." He said leading you to your table outside filled with ocean breeze.
As you two sat your eyes looked everywhere but his, too afraid that his brown eyes will suck you in and see through the veil to your subconscious thoughts. The question was on the tip of your tongue, it was no use trying to stifle it down.
"¿Has estado saliendo con alguien en particular estos días?" (are you seeing anyone in particular these days?) You spoke, curious. With just enough courage you finally looked him in the eye.
This was his big break into the conversation he was hoping to have. He chose his words carefully. "Cuando dices 'alguien en particular' ¿quieres decir si estoy saliendo con alguna 'mujer' en particular?" (When you say 'anyone in particular' Do you mean, am i seeing any 'woman' in particular) He clarified.
Biting your bottom lip, you simply nod your head.
He shifted slightly in his chair, leaning forward. The floor creaked beneath his boot heels. "No. No he estado interesado en tener citas desde hace un tiempo. Pero últimamente he estado pensando en abrir esa parte de mí nuevamente. Para la chica adecuada." He said lightly smirking at you. (No. I haven't been interested in dating for a little while now. But as of late, I've been thinking about maybe opening up that part of me again. For the right girl)
"Oh," You started. Before the waiter interrupted.
"Buenas noches, ¿puedo traerles algo de beber?," She looked at you pausing as if your hair was on fire. "¿Eres Y/n L/n? Oh Dios mío una gran fan de ti!" The young lady said her Spanish accent thick. Her eyes twinkling.
"Oh muchas gracias cariña." You said a little taken aback by the recognization. Public interaction with fans made you happy, but at things where it should be left professional like dinners it itched your brain.
"Necesito tu pedido de bebidas. Perdón por la interrupción." (I need your drink orders. Sorry for the interruption) She said looking a little embarrassed by your short response.
"Oh no, lo siento, aprecio tu amor. Eres tan dulce cariño." (Oh no, I'm sorry, I appreciate your love. You are so sweet darling) You said smiling sweetly at her. You wanted to make all your interactions with fans special knowing you only meet people once.
"¿Bebidas?" She said happily.
"Tomaré agua con limón." (I'll have a limon water) Peso said lightly.
"La misma para mi gracias." (Same for me, thanks)
"Por supuesto que viene." (of course coming right up) She said turning away.
"Muy bien, ya está todo listo.." The waiter said.
"Thank you." You said walking out while Peso followed. As soon as you could see out the large windows you saw them.
The paparazzi. Lights began to flash as soon as you two were in view. Your face fell from a wide smile to a grimace. Hassan put his hand on your lower back guiding you along.
"It's okay, just breathe." He said knowing how you felt about paparazzi. It made you nervous, the rumors the media. All of it. He always tried to help you laugh it off but the paparazzi were no joke especially when there were that many. Security guided you through them. But it still was scary.
You looked down as held the door open crossing your jacket closed. You walked quickly to the bike and Hassan handed you your helmet slipping his on. He kicked his over the bike starting it as you climbed on behind him.
Once Security gave him the ok, he wasted no time racing off. All you could hear was the clicks and see the flashes. Your visor was down as your eyes closed. You arms slipped down his front and gilded them back up. You repeated the motion enjoying the way in felt under your hands.
His breath hitched. He seriously did wonder what was up.
Pulling into the driveway he pulled his helmet off, reaching for yours. He kissed your forehead. Knowing how you felt, thinking it would be easier in Cabo. It wasn't.
"Can we go inside honey." You said as he helped you off.
Maybe it was the way he looked in the moon light, but you swore that you saw Hassan's eyes sparkle, when you called him by his forgotten pet-name. He only nodded as butterfly's filled his stomach.
Walking inside you grabbed a white tank top and shorts. You changed and washed off your makeup. Walking into the living room you saw Peso in just gray sweats.
"There she is. Hola, ¿has visto la habitación individual?" He said smirking.
"I've been in there, ¿qué ocurre?" You said curiously.
"Ohhhh no pasa nada, solo echa un vistazo." He said making you nervous.
You walked to the bedroom seeing the problem. ONE BED. Oh this was something. You giggled to yourself knowing you should’ve told your manger.
"I, I forgot to tell my manger, lo siento, me quedaré en el sofá." You said rubbing your bottom lip.
"No, It's fine please, no me importa." He said walking towards the double doors that led to the water. He opened them letting the ocean breeze in and getting under the covers. He noticed as you got closer you weren't wearing a bra. You hair was tussled and to him you looked devastating.
You climbed in next to him as he looked up at the dark celling. He looked over at your hair spread out over the bed.
"Good night hermosa." He said tucking some hair in your face behind your ear. A pet-name he had called you since he met you on the red carpet that made your heart flutter.
"Night cariño." You said looking over at him sweetly. He closed his eyes smiling.
You woke up around 8:00am, feeling warmth. You opened your eyes and shocked yourself a little more than you expected. You were on top of Hassan, his hand was under your shirt on your back. You had yours on his chest. Oh god.
You lifted your body up slowly, he shifted and looked to be asleep still until he pulled you back down.
"S'warm no quiero levantarme todavía." (don't wanna get up yet) He said slowly opening his eyes. Once he caught a glimpse of you he sat up fast.
Leaving you sitting in his lap you could see his beauty marks and blue eyes in full detail. You scurried off his lap and to the side.
"Y/n, I didn't mean to um," He started quickly .
"It's okay cariño." you said smiling.
You climbed out of bed walking towards the coffee machine raising your voice slightly to ask if he wanted some. After making the cups you sat at the island in the kitchen not wanting to go on social media.
You opened Spotify looking for a song connecting to the speaker you put in the kitchen to set the mood. You settled on Hasta la piel- Carla Morrison.
Once he built up the courage to walk out and sit with you, still not finding a shirt though.
"What did you wanna do today H? Hm?"
"¿Has visto las fotos?" (Have you seen the pictures) He mumbled avoiding eye contact with you.
"No..." He turned his phone giving you deja vu.
Dating rumors confirmed? These two lovebirds seen on a romantic date in Cabo. The headlines gave you a funny feeling in your stomach. You looked over the pictures. The first on of him, jaw clenched hand on your lower back with you looking down with a somber look on your face.
The second one with him placing your helmet on. And the third, him pushing the visor down. The fourth, you wrapping your hands around his waist.
“These are,” You paused licking your lips looking for the right words. "
Oye pregunta. ¿Te molestan los rumores?” (Hey question. Do you mind the rumors?) You asked.
“No puedo decir que me molesten demasiado..” (I can’t say they bother me too much) He replied looking up at you.
“Bien.” You replied
Arriving to a club in the evening you had a white tank top, jeans and a cowboy belt. Your makeup was soft and bronzy. You kept catching Austin looking at your body when he thought you didn’t notice. You did.
Walking in Gasolina started to play.
“H, c’mon! vinimos aquí para divertirnos!” you whined to tugging your best friends, hand. You’d been trying to get him to come to the dance floor with you at any club since forever, but he wouldn’t budge. He was a shy person, so you never really pushed too hard.
“Go on hermosa, tal vez en un momento nos traiga algunas bebidas por ahora.” (maybe in a bit I’ll get us some drinks for now) He smirked as he watched you walk off flipping him off.
You turned and walked off feeling the song your hips were moving hands running up and down your body.
A ella le gusta la gasolina
(Dame más gasolina)
Cómo le encanta la gasolina
(Dame más gasolina)
A ella le gusta la gasolina
(Dame más gasolina)
Cómo le encanta la gasolina
(Dame más gasolina)
You got into the crowd of people dancing with a stranger his hands for your waist. Looking over Theo saw, and watched with a clenched jaw.
He watched as your hair was tossed over your shoulder when you turned, facing away from him. Moving away from the stranger his eyes traveled a bit lower, much to his disdain, and marveled at your hips and your ass. those jeans you wore never failed to make his heart flutter and make blood rush his cheeks.
You spun around moving away you saw him staring from a far you saw those eyes in the flashing lights. He sat his drink down making his way towards you.
"Hass!" You exclaimed smiling as you turned around swaying your hips with his.
"Baila conmigo."
"Only if you ask nicely." You scoffed.
"Por favor baila conmigo hermosa desconocida." (Please dance with me beautiful stranger) He said sarcastically.
He got close to you flashing a smile beginning to sway. He could see the smudge of your mascara and smell your perfume radiating off you like a drug. Youfaced away from him, grinding against him.
His hands on your waist he could feel your warmth. Was it hot in here? He was hot (in more ways than one).
Que se preparen que lo que viene es pa' que le den (duro)
You threw your hair grabbing his hand on your waist you swayed your hips.
Mamita, yo sé que tú no te me vas a quitar (duro)
You turned around putting his hands around your waist and throwing yours around his shoulders.
Lo que me gusta es que tú te dejas llevar (duro)
You mouthed duro(harder) as he smiled shaking his head. You let him move your hips closing your eyes feeling the music.
To' los weekenes ella sale a vacilar (duro)
You two were starting to dance very proactively with one another. You didn't bat an eye till you remembered about the media.
"Hass what if someone sees us?" You asked nervously leaning into his ear.
"Then let them see Y/n" He said smiling.
"Traviesa, me gusta." (Naughty, i like that)
After a few more songs he was ready to go so you followed him out. Maybe this was how you two ended up strolling along the beach, the cool ocean breeze blowing your hair in the wind.
"Y/n?" Hassan asked.
"Mhmm?" You replied looking over.
"Realmente odié verte bailar con ese extraño.." (I really hated seeing you dance with that stranger)
"Awww Hassan estas celoso?" You said giggling. "Ya sabes, si no bailarías conmigo, hay alguien que lo hará..” (Y'know if you wouldn't dance with me there's someone who will) You said smirking.
"Celoso, pffff" He said dusting himself off, "Pero yo te gusta que es mio, y solo mia. Soy codicioso." (but I like whats mine, and only mine. Im greedy.) He said reaching for your waist
You exhaled deeply walking into the room you shared, Hassan followed you smirking.
"Que hermosa, mami" He said as you turned to face him
"Si? Whats up with all the possesive and compliments? hmmmmm?" You said trying to fluster him.
"Y/n, no se. Es porque," he stammered over his words getting a flush across his face, and looking down.
You reached for him, you were doing it. Pulling him down by one shoulder the other on his waist, you kissed him. It wasn't sweet or patient he melted into your kiss like he was waiting for a long time. He grabbed at your waist like the needy boy you figured he was.
"Si, Hassan? Es que?" You said pulling back as he searched for more. You turned towards the bathroom, he followed.
"I think, its because i need you." He said pulling on your wrist "Ven paca, mami please quiero hacerte sentir bien." (i want to make you feel good)
HASSAN.
Her calling me by my full name, fuck. It turned me on more than I hope she would notice. I got needy maybe I said something I shouldn't? I know she loves when I speak english, she taught me so much and melts at it.
Y/n turns around to face me biting her lip, she comes closer. I can't stand it anymore. I kiss her sliding my hands over her ass, down to her thighs. I pick her up, making her straddle my hips. I can't even help but press her up against where I need her most. I lay her down, kissing her I run my hands down her breasts. She lets out a moan and tilts her head back.
"Can I, ehh take this o-ooff?" I say forgetting the final word, but she helps me mouthing it.
"Si," She says sitting up and I pull her shirt off in one clean motion, nervously I undo her bra. She writes forward into me wrapping her legs around me. I move down, sucking on her nipple. More moans get me so hard, I cant stand it.
Y/N.
Him getting greedier is turning me on more than id like to admit. I wrap my legs around him and use my leg strength to turn him so im on top. His flushed skin looks pretty, I reach for his pants, unbuttoning them as I kiss him. He moans into my mouth as I reach into his underwear. I grab him and pump my hand a few times. Before removing his pants, and mine. Climbing on top I say,
"Do you want this?"
"Si, por favor Y/n I need you."
"english, only."
"Im sorry, please I need you, no more waiting" he says getting very very needy.
You grab him and rub him through your folds as he moans out. Sliding down onto him, his hips buck into yours. You pick up a steady pace, listening to his beautiful sounds as you go faster. You get off of him tugging his arm, doggy style is your favorite. And you need him deep inside. You postion your body and he slips it back in pressing deeper into you. Until you come undone on him due to his words.
"Y/n please, come on-t--ao me." He says stammering over his words.
As you clench around him he lets out one final moan and finished inside you panting. He goes to the bathroom, and returns with a wet washcloth to clean you up. After that even though you assure him you can move on your own he lays you down in bed pulling back the covers. He grabs your tanga, and pulls it up over your legs. And one of his big black t-shirts handing it to you. He climbs into bed, pulling you close to him. And kissing your forehead, you both fall sound asleep.
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summary: Spanish speaking with no translation. You go to his show, teasing him before it starts. what can you say, you couldn’t resist. Part 2 for after the show maybe?
pairings: peso pluma x novia!reader
word count: 1,004
warnings/notes: SMUT! cursing, spitting, choking, swallowing, oral!male reciving Pesito is obsessed with you, but what’s new?
feel free to send any requests to my inbox, if you enjoyed I would love more ideas or tropes lovelys.
“Mi amorrr.” You said coming up behind him while he stood in the mirror fixing his chain. He had just came back from sound check.
“Sí que paso?” He asked cautiously.
“Nada pero, I just.. you looked really good out there.” You said locking eyes with him through the mirror.
“Sí?” He replied.
“Sí.” You replied back giving him those eyes through the mirror.
He turned around looking down at you, and leaned into kiss you slowly. One thing about him, he loved praise. You tilted his head back starting to kiss his neck. You didn’t leave marks though. Not yet.
“Y/nnn. Estas siendo mala.” He said feeling himself get hard through his shorts.
"Lo siento bebe, do you want me to stop?" You said pulling away for a moment.
"No, pero someone could see us. You know that." He said looking at you with daring eyes.
You leaned in, speaking into his ear, "Then let them see bebe."
You sunk to your knees feeling him through his shorts you looked up at him. Sort of a silent consent, he shook his head yes. And you didn't need to be told twice.
You pulled the shorts and underwear down in one. You kissed the tip looking up at him. You slowly put him in your mouth, as his face twisted in pleasure. He was very sensitive and responsive so it was always fun.
He was so swollen he was almost purple, and the lipstick marks on him was a delightful sight. You gave your mouth a rest and worked him with your hands, spreading the slickness all over his dick before jerking him off.
Hassan breathed in a shaky gasp as you flicked your tongue along the most sensitive place on the underside of his head.
"A la verga," he swore.
His phone buzzed with a series of texts.
You gave him a wry look, wrapping your lips around just the tip, and to your surprise, he seemed not to have even noticed his phone. Which was good. You knew your were working him to his limit, which is why you didn't have much time.
"Slow down, amor." he said, his jaw clenched.
Nunca. You smirked around his cock and didn't slow down one bit. He seemed to lose the words to ask you again to slow down.
"Y/n," Hassan moaned --a panicked warning.
You hollowed your cheeks and sucked as you bobbed on him, just the way he liked it. Just the way you knew would make him start falling apart. It was working. Hassan's back arched and his breaths grew shallow and strained. Between your lips, you could feel him swell.
"Y/n, por favor," he gasped, and you raised an eyebrow at the pretty word from his lips. Please.
It was time you pulled that perfect trick out from your sleeve. You brought your hands to his slutty waist and pulled his hips toward you all the way. His cock hit the soft, warm place at the back of your throat. You breathed in and out with steady, calm breaths through your nose.
"No puedo...Y/n, -fuuuuuuck!"
You took all of him, every inch. His cock slid down the back of your throat.
Through your watery eyes, you looked up at him and saw the disoriented astonishment on his face. And oh, how you wished you could capture the disoriented astonishment on his face in my memory forever. He looked as if he'd never experienced anything like this, ever.
You liked the way it felt, Hassan filling your throat like this, spit dribbling down your chin- not to mention his reaction. Relaxing your throat as much as possible, your lips hit the base of Hassan's dick, the tip of your nose poking his pelvis. He gasped out, a choked sound.
You swallowed around him, the muscles of your throat contracting. You knew he could feel everything.
"Y/n," he nearly sobbed your name out. His voice was so weak, almost broken. You'd broken him.
"Yo... por favor no pares..."
And you didn't stop.
Hassan whole body went rigid and his hips stuttered. You held him steady as his cock pulsed, and with one loud moan, he couldn't stop himself. He went over the edge. He didn’t care who heard in this moment. You pulled out a bit and braced yourself. His knees nearly giving out, Hassan arched into you and released the tension in his body. You felt his whole cock surge and pulse as he came down your throat in thick, hot spurts.
You swallowed everything.
As you slowly slid yourself off his cock, gasping for breath, spit covering your mouth, Hassan nearly lost his balance. He leaned against the counter next to him, still panting, still unable to say anything. You wiped your mouth in satisfying action.
You pulled up his shorts up, standing back up. He looked at you in awe. You swollen lips and beautiful eyes.
"¿Cómo lo hice?" You asked breaking the silence.
"So good, mi amor." He said leaning in for a kiss. His spanish accent when he spoke english made you want to do unspeakable things. He pulled back giving you that devastating smile.
After a long moment of eye contact. "I need to go clean up, unless you want me showing up looking like I just deepthroated your cock." He jolted in surprise at your words.
"You're going to pay for this later," he said, but it was more of a stammer than a warning.
You smiled through your eyelashes, rubbing at your bottom lip absentmindedly. And then you turned away from Hassan, letting your hips sway as you ambled in the direction of the vanity.
CAN I REQUEST SUB! KEN WITH W PRAISE KINK PLEASE 🙏 ur amazing ily
Those eyes | ken!ryan x reader
summary: Set in the real world, you take Ken to the fair for the first time. Having a little too much fun, things get.. A little out of hand in the House Of Mirrors. Need I say more, someone ends up on their knees. Also loosely based off the song Those Eyes- New West. MINORS DNI.
pairings: ken!ryan x reader
word count: 1,719
warnings/notes: SMUT! p in v, cursing, spitting, unprotected sex, creampie, praise kink, oral (m receiving), sub dynamics. ken is obsessed with you, but what’s new?
“Ready?” You said.
“So ready.” He replied smiling.
You took Kens hand leading him to the Ferris Wheel. You had come here last week with Gloria and she showed you everything there is to a fair.
"C'mon you're gonna like this one a lot." You said smiling.
Bringing Ken to the fair made him act like a kid again. He was pointing at what you two should do next, smiling ear to ear. He also said he would win you a pink teddy bear.
You were just admiring the view. Both of the views actually. All the lights down below, and Ken. The perfect taper of his jaw, the way his eyes look. He was all yours.
After getting off you took him to a couple more rides before he insisted on winning you the pink teddy from earlier.
You watched as he scored perfectly, winning it with ease. He handed it to you proudly.
"Thank you, my perfect boy." You praised. His cheeks flushing a bright shade of pink.
"Let's go there's a food you just have to try." You said pulling him in the directions of funnel cakes. Bear in one hand Kens hand in the other.
Once you got it Ken was walking towards a table trying to eat it on the way, and got a little bit of whipped cream on his nose. It made you giggle and when he asked what was up you just took a picture, showing it to him. Causing him to give you the same mark, and you two broke out laughing in the middle of the crowd, and no one else knew why.
Sitting down you fed each other the funnel cake like a couple on their wedding night. You had the most fun possible. By the end of it you were food drunk, and gave this devastating smile. Well honestly he thought everything you did was perfect.
"Cmon there's one more thing we have to try before it closes." You said taking his hand. The House of Mirrors.
Being one of the last people in line you had to use the restroom so you told Ken to wait there of course. He didn't really protest.
He did get a little worried when he had to enter without you, but oh would you be back.
It takes all of five minutes before he's lost though. A few minutes pass by with nothing but his own reflection. Off in the distance Ken hears faint shuffling sounds. Ken can feel his heart rate increasing.
"Kennyy!" You call out knowing he's close. You let out a small giggle as he lets out a relaxing sigh.
Thats when he sees you dressed in that white and pink outfit he couldn't get enough of.
"Stop it" He bites out, as its still only your reflection.
"Are you alone Kenny?" You ask.
"Obviously," He breathes. Trying to pin point your reflection still. He honestly gives up waiting for you to find him.
When he suddenly feels hot breath on his back, sending shivers down his spine. You press your front to his back snaking your arms around his slutty waist.
"Thats such a good boy." You mutter.
He spins around looking down at you ready to respond when you crash your lips to his. He can't get enough of you, his hands finding your waist rubbing up and down. He sucks your bottom lip into his mouth. Your like a drug he cant recover from at this point. He pulls away only for you kiss him again deepening the slutty kiss.
You suck his bottom lip into your mouth, making his cock throb and he suddenly remembers what its like for you to have your hot little mouth around his cock. He moans involuntarily at the sensation.
You can taste the arousal at this point kissing him like its the last thing you'll ever do.
"Wait B just wait," He said sounding on edge. "what if someone catches us, really?" He finishes
"Mmm is someone scared? That's the fun of it Kenny." You said rubbing your bottom lip.
You spin him around to look at himself standing behind him you wrap your arms around him.
"Do you know what I love about The House of Mirrors?" You asked.
"What?" He said meeting your eyes in the mirror.
"I can see how perfect you are," you say creeping your hand lower "from every" your hand grazes over the most masculine part of him. "single, angle." You say squeezing him through his jeans causing him to involuntarily buck into your slight grip.
You slip off his jean jacket, reaching for the hem shirt you look at him for permission, he simply nods for an answer. Breathing heavily though his nose. You undress him slowly earning shivers down his cool skin.
Once he's fully undressed you step back getting a good look at his tanned, toned frame.
"You have to undress to." He said feeling very exposed.
"Well Kenny if you want that, you're gonna have to do it." You say twirling your hair around your finger.
He gives you the same respect. Slowly undressing you.
"Your soaked B." He said looking up at you as he pulls your pink panties down your thighs.
"Only for you, can't help it baby." You say in a seductive tone.
When he's done he stands back up looking down at you.
You give a smile that almost brings him to his knees.
Now it's show time. You kiss him on the lips then under the jawline, slowly creeping lower. Peppering kisses all over. You make sure to take it extra slow on the V-line. Making him let of inpatient whimpers, you know he's not proud of.
Finally wrapping your little hand around the base he lets out a frustrated sigh. You kiss his angry red lip adorning a bead of arousal.
"The perfect fucking cock." You praise looking up at him through your lashes as his cock twitches getting harder at the praise.
You finally let your tongue come out teasing his tip, wrapping your lips around the tip finally. You make sure to set a devastatingly slow pace.
His hips struggle to stay still after a while, you pick up the pace teasing the underside of his head. You see him struggling to hold back and know he's close. His hands find your hair, not to guide you or force you anywhere, but purely because he needs something to hold onto.
Only when you felt him twitch in your mouth did you pull of with a audible pop.
Leaving him whimpering with need and his cock twitching with want.
Right before he spoke you cut him off. "But I want your cum inside me."
"You asked so nicely." He said taking your hand and helping you up.
You turned towards the mirror running the tip through your slick folds. You didn't even need foreplay just him.
He finally pushed in and you both gasped at the feeling. You felt so full, and your warm slick cunt was clenching him so, so good. He started to move slowly.
Starting to move fast you could feel him hitting your G-spot.
"Fucking me, so, good." You moaned out each word punctuated by a thrust. His cheeks always flushed it turned him on, his praisee kink through the roof.
Fluttering around you knees got week as you started to go down to the cool glass floor and he followed.
Then he leaned back, scooting his legs underneath you, and he placed you solidly on his lap. Your knees were arched, sitting on the lower of his stomach as he tucked a hand behind, keeping the other one on your clit.
He stroked you hard now. Four fingers abused your swollen area as he fucked up into you. You started to moan from the sudden stimulation as he watched you with grave interest in the mirror. Your head tilted back onto his shoulder, but no he wanted you to watch.
“Look at yourself while you come. Watch yourself come on my cock.” He said into your ear making you whimper and look up at him.
You felt your tummy tighten and build. It all felt like too much as you started to squirm. That unfamiliar knot unraveled at a speed so intense that stars prickled in your eyes. Everything turned black. Pitch black. So dark that you believed you passed out for seconds.
You came in a way you’d never done before. Your orgasm squirted out. Hips and dick covered in juices. Because he held you down on his dick as you came, he always did.
“Look at you, you’ve made a mess of us.” He said smirking at you, and caressing your boob. You whimpered leaning forward as his dick fell out, he whimpered at the loss of heat.
You turned around pushing him back so his back hit the cool glass. You finally got on top again wasting no time riding him hard. He began to moan he was so close again.
You kissed kiss swollen lips, before pulling back and whispering in his ear.
"C'mon gotta give it to me, that perfect cock always fucking me so good." You said as you felt him get impossibly harder and buck his hips.
"Give it to me my perfect boy." You said sweetly.
You stuck two fingers into his mouth pulling his bottom lip down and spit, and he swallowed it.
You kissed his lips praising him, sliding your tongue in his open mouth. You kissed him until he came inside you feeling warmth pool in your tummy. Kissing him till he couldn't kiss you back head thrown back in pleasure. His big hands slowly lifted you up because he was so sensative.
He helped you get dressed pulling your pink panties back up and using two fingers to push him cum inside. Pulling your shirt over your head he stood kissing your forehead.
After you gave him the same respect pulling his jean jacket on you could see him watching you in the mirror.
mornings in the dreamhouse I ken!ryan gosling x barbie!reader
summary: Based on the after math of the Barbie Movie, slight spoilers included i guess. They are living in the real world at this point. Basically just smut squint and you won’t see a plot. (I hope ya'll are as ready for Ken smut as I am.) MINORS DNI.
pairings: ken!ryan gosling x barbie!reader
word count: 758
warnings/notes: SMUT! cursing, unprotected sex, creampie, praise kink. Ken is obsessed with you, but what’s new? Also this is verrrry short, I didn't go overboard with this one.
feel free to send any requests to my inbox, if you enjoyed I would love more ideas or tropes lovelys.
You awoke in the early morning hours. The sun barley shining through your massive windows in your dream NY condo. Ken was still sleeping whilst you lay on top of him, the soft blanket draped over the both of you.
His hand under your white tank top resting on your back as he slept soundlessly. He slept with no shirt despite the cold temperatures inside the condo. You felt sleep taking over you since it was Saturday and you had no work you let it take you.
You awoke 2 hours later to Ken laying open-mouthed kisses along your back and leaving hickeys in his wake. You rolled over to look at him smiling softly as you attempted to open your eyes, the sun shining onto him from the giant window behind you.
"Hey baby, you awake finally?" My God, he thought. You looked breathtaking. The sun was shining into your hair and skin behind you and almost lighting you up from the inside. You were both laying on your sides and Ken pulled you closer to push his knee between your legs.
"Ken what- what are y'doin honey." You asked him in your sleepy state, even though you knew exactly what he was doing.
"Baby," he slipped his arm over your own that was resting against your stomach, gently pulling you closer into his warmth. A soft rut of his hips made your very aware of where he wanted things to go. "Let me have you, god let me have you just like this Barbie. So perfect." Goosebumps raised on your skin when he praised you like that, as he murmured the words into your ear. "Please."
You leaned forward to capture his mouth as an answer. He chuckled, his warm breath caressing your face, before pulling away. He watched while you straddled his waist situating your warm body with his. He leaned up to press another kiss to your forehead as his hand slipped into the curve of your waist, his thumb rubbing back and forth.
You reached inside his sweats pulling him out. You positioned yourself over him sliding him through your wet folds. Not needing any foreplay, just him. Finally sinking down on him you both whimpered as the feeling. You felt so full.
"Doing so good for me B, so good." He praised his hands finding your hips once again to help you. You moaned as the praise.
Ken pulled you closer him taking your left tit in his warm mouth. He noticed your body language, knew you were close. One hand abandoning your waist to work your clit. He watched your open mouth whimpers as your eyes closed and legs got weak. He felt you flutter around him, knowing how to push you over. His hips snapped to yours as he moved his mouth up to your ear.
"Let go for me beautiful. Perfect cunt squeezing me so good." He praised.
He felt you flutter but knew you needed more so he picked up his pace putting his toned frame to work. "Gotta let go for me B. I've got you."
This sent you over the edge. Your face twisted in pleasure with your mouth open giving him breathy moans of his name like a broken record. This almost sent him along with you clenching around him, milking him for everything he has.
But you knew what would finish him off.
"Cmon Ken doing so good for me. Those perfect abs. Fucking me so so good. So perfect." You assured. That did it for him, his praise kink was through the roof.
His hips stuttered into you as he whimpered and let go. His hands found your face pulling you in for a devastating kiss, as his hips pumped every few seconds.
"mmm," You hummed into the kiss savoring it. " wanna sleep s'more Ken. What do you say?"
"Couldn't dream of anything else, that was amazing."
And so you fell asleep full of happy thoughts, and Ken.
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