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WHOLE TEAM WAS MF HUNGRY ON THAT DAMN FIELD TODAY.

NEOW let’s bring that back to the liga mx…

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CHIVAS PLAY TODAY, got dicked down for goodluck. ur welcome everyone! 🍀🍀

lista para hacer corajes 🫰

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its like a reward

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CHIVAS PLAY TODAY, got dicked down for goodluck. ur welcome everyone! 🍀🍀

lista para hacer corajes 🫰

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making out with jordan carrillo ໒ ◞ ⸝⸝ ◟ ა

jordan carrillo × f!reader 𐙚

⌗ smut . naked humpin . making out straight after his practice . sloppy blurb . aggressive make-out details?🫦 .

an: his beautiful smile, full lips, and deep voice 🤤🤤🫦 jordan carrillo pepino reveal when?!

Jordan's lips crashed back into yours the second you straddled him, his tongue sliding against yours while his hands cupped your face. sweat still clung to his skin, his practice jersey damp under your palms as you fisted the fabric and yanked him closer.

"no pudiste esperar." he groaned against your mouth, voice rough from hours of conditioning. his cock was already hard beneath you, right through his shorts. he rolled his hips up once, grinding that stiff length against you, letting you feel exactly how much he'd been thinking about this too.

his hands dropped from your face to your waist, fingers digging in as he pulled you down harder onto his lap. "No he dejado de pensar en esa manita intentando agarrarme esta mañana" he muttered, teeth scraping your bottom lip. "Me tuviste medio duro durante todo el entrenamiento."

Jordan's mouth moved to your jaw, then lower, sucking softly at your neck while his hands slid under your shirt. his palms were warm, dragging up your ribs to cup your chest. he squeezed, thumbs brushing over your nipples as he rocked up against you again, the friction of his shorts and your clothes creating pressure.

"Quítate esto." he demanded, tugging at your waistband. and you obeyed, you wanted him to know just how worked up you were for him.

"Quiero sentir como te pusiste nomás de estar esperándome." his cock twitched beneath you as he spoke, already leaking through the fabric. Jordan's breath was coming faster now, mixing with yours, his body still warm from his practice as he pressed open-mouthed kisses down your throat.

"Me moría de ganas de tenerte así desde que me fui.” he confessed, voice low. "No podía dejar de imaginarte encima de mí, justo así."

you caught his plump bottom lip between your teeth and sucked hard, pulling it into your mouth with a wet sound. Jordan groaned deep in his chest, his fingers twitched against your waist. his tongue pushed forward immediately, sliding warm and slick against yours, and you sucked on it the way you would his cock, in slow, pulls that made his hips jerk up beneath you.

both of you were panting now, breath coming in short, desperate exhales between kisses. Jordan's tongue slid into your mouth fully again, and you hollowed your cheeks around it, sucking greedily while your hips rolled in tight circles against the length trapped in his shorts.

a throaty gasp escaped him when you pulled back just enough to breathe, a string of spit connecting your lips before you dove back in. his cock twitched hard against your soaked panties, the fabric of his shorts already damp from his leaking tip. every grind dragged your pussy against it, the friction perfect through the layers of clothing.

his hands gripped your waist tighter, fingers digging into soft flesh as he forced you down harder. "¿Así vamos a terminar los dos?" he panted against your open mouth, his breath warm and ragged. he rolled his hips up to meet each of your downward grinds, his cock sliding along your covered slit with every movement.

the wet spot on his shorts grew larger, his precum soaking through and mixing with the dampness from your pussy. you could feel the way his cock twitched each time you sucked particularly hard on his tongue. Jordan's breathing was getting ragged, chest heaving as he panted into your mouth between filthy kisses.

"Así es como me gusta." he groaned, letting you suck his tongue again, deeper this time. his hips stuttered up against you, grinding desperately. "voy a- mancharme si sigues-" his words dissolved into another moan as you rocked against him harder.

sweat beaded on his forehead, mixing with the dried sweat from his practice. his thighs flexed beneath you as he thrust up, meeting every roll of your hips. the couch creaked beneath you both.

Jordan's tongue slid deeper into your mouth, and you sealed your lips around it, the wet sound of your mouth working over his tongue earning a groan straight from his chest.

your hips rolled in tight, grinding circles against the rigid line of his cock, the soaked fabric of your panties dragging over the damp spot spreading across his shorts. every movement dragged your swollen clit along his length, the friction building with each desperate rock of your body. his precum had soaked through completely now, the wet patch warm and sticky against you.

you sucked his tongue again, hollowing your cheeks around it, and Jordan's hips stuttered. a fresh bead of precum leaked from his tip, the fabric clinging to you as you moved down harder, chasing that perfect friction.

his mouth was slick and open against yours, tongues sliding together messily. every time you pulled back to breathe, strings of spit connected your lips before you dove back in, sucking his tongue.

Jordan's cock throbbed against you with every suck, twitching as you worked your mouth over his tongue. his breathing was getting more ragged, chest heaving as he panted against your lips.

each choked word from him melted into another moan as you rocked against him harder, your clit catching on the head of his cock. the wet spot on his shorts had grown massive now, every grind dragged that sticky wetness between you.

Jordan's hips were moving in short thrusts now, meeting every roll of your body with urgency as you both chased that sweet release together.

your whine came out breathy and desperate, hips rocking harder against the soaked fabric of his shorts. “te necesito, Jordan." you gasped, voice trembling with need.

Jordan's hands immediately moved to his waistband, shoving his shorts and boxers down in one rough motion. his cock sprang free, flushed, the head glistening with precum as it slapped against his stomach. the shaft was rigid, veins standing out along its length, and a fresh bead of fluid welled at the tip.

he reached between your bodies, fingers hooking into your panties and pulling them roughly to the side. the fabric stretched tight against your hip as he exposed your slick pussy.

you leaned back slightly, bracing your hands on his thighs as you lifted your hips. your bare pussy pressed directly against his cock, the wet warmth of your folds sliding along the underside of his shaft as you began grinding up against him. the head of his cock dragged through your slickness, catching on your clit with each roll of your hips.

"Se siente bien así!" you gasped, your voice breaking as you rubbed yourself along his shaft. your wetness coated him completely, making every movement slick and smooth. the head of his cock pressed against your entrance with each grind before sliding up to bump your swollen clit.

Jordan's bottom lip was caught between his teeth, his jaw clenched tight as he watched your pussy slide along his cock. his hands gripped your waist hard, fingers digging into your skin as his breathing grew more ragged. his cock twitched against your folds, the head catching perfectly he fought to hold back.

his hips jerked up involuntarily. cock twitching hard against your bare pussy, and then he was cumming. thick ropes of cum shot from his tip, splattering across his stomach and coating your exposed pussy. the warm, sticky fluid covered your folds as his cock jerked, more cum spilling out with each desperate thrust of his hips.

"… ya me manché." he panted, taking in how his cum covered both of you messily, the warm wetness spreading between your bodies as his cock continued to twitch and spurt against your pussy. his shorts definitely cum stained now.

𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 ᴗ͈ . ᴗ͈

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down for me ⋮

brian gutiérrez × f!reader 𐙚

⌗ smut w slight plot . oral (f) receiving . face sitting . jerking him while ur ontop . celebrating your boyfriends goal just how he wants, with pussy on his face. ૮ ◞ ⸝⸝ ◟ ა

an: his beard is growing back 😩 and bai i literally wrote this the same night he made that penalty GOALAZO and forgot to post it.

everyone had watched Brian make his goal during the penalty shootout. you’d stood there with your hands clasped tightly near your chest, practically holding your breath, your lip caught faintly between your teeth because that was your boyfriend.

your boyfriend. and, he looked almost unfairly good when he was focused. eyes set on the ball, jaw tight, sweat glistening along his neck, the tension visible in his shoulders. you’d watched him take his position, watched the referee signal, watched Brian take that final breath before sending the ball straight into the back of the net.

the stadium erupted. and you swear your heart nearly did too.

the second the ball hit the net, you already knew what kind of celebration he’d want.

you knew him too well.

you knew the way his eyes would find you in the crowd before anything else. you knew the little tilt of his head, the slight smugness that would creep onto his face when he realized you were watching him.

and sure enough his eyes found yours. even from the stands, you could see the faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

after the game, you managed to get him away for a few minutes. the team hotel was only a short drive away, and Brian had insisted on taking you back himself, still wearing his post-match clothes, hair damp from his shower, adrenaline clearly still running through him.

the second the hotel room door clicked shut behind you, he looked at you.

“I like when my boyfriend scores.” you teased lightly, pulling him in closer by the waistband of his shorts.

he stared at you for another second before his expression softened into that familiar, cocky little smile. “yeah?”

the kiss came first, hard, needy. his hands slid under your shirt, hands roamed further, clothes were discarded quickly, leaving a pile right at your feet.

he eased you back until you rested against the bed. Brian slid right between your parted leg. the weight of him was perfect. Brian lay nestled between your thighs, head turned just enough that his cheek pressed soft and heavy over the damp cotton of your panties, his beard stubble grazing the inner part of your thigh.

he hadn't said a word in minutes, he just breathed and each exhale warmed you right through the fabric. you barely moved, just your fingers running slow through his hair, brushing back and forth the few strands that fell forward.

your legs curled loosely around him, your calves resting along the curve of his back. his arms wrapped under your hips, holding you flush against him. he always held you close and tight like this. your nails traced lazy circles behind his ear, dragging softly across the edge of his neck.

"Brian..." you murmured, he didn't lift his head, just made a low hum in his throat and nuzzled deeper, his cheekbone shifted slightly as he smiled faintly and you felt it pressing against you.

you tilted your hips up just a little, not even meaning to, but your body knew what it wanted, his mouth and that quiet hum he made when he was turned on.

your panties were damp now, he pressed his mouth gently to you, not even kissing it, just breathing through it, and your thighs tensed. the second you tensed, his lips did too, dragging a kiss across the damp cotton.

Brian didn’t ask. he never did when he was in this kind of mood. he knelt between your thighs without a word, his fingers sliding up your inner thigh slow, knuckles brushing light over your skin. then one hooked into the thin band of your panties and pulled it aside dragging the damp cotton to the edge of your lips.

“you like watching me play this much?” he muttered.

the cool air hit your pussy, and your hips twitched. his eyes flicked up to your face as he caught the twitch, then without another second of hesitation, he leaned in with a hum, as he pressed his lips to the top of your slit, just a soft peck, then another, and another, trailing down.

“Just look at you.” he nuzzled in, spreading you with his thumbs, tongue barely poking out.

“Brian…”

he looked up, eyes full of adoration. “That goal deserves a reward, don’t you think?”

the tip of his tongue flicking your clit once slow and lazy, you gasped. “shit! Brian.”

he continued dipping his tongue lower, dragging it in a long, smooth stroke from your opening all the way up to the swollen little bud at the top.

“You’re already so worked up.” he said, kissing between every lick.

“just for me?”

you nodded, eyes closing shut, hips tilting up toward his face. he took that as a invitation, both hands now gripping the tops of your thighs to hold you in place, his mouth opening wide to press a wetter, deeper kiss right against your pussy, tongue sliding in slow. he moaned into you, actually moaned.

“so soft.” he breathed, and this time his tongue circled your entrance before pushing inside. he fucked you with it, slow and devoted, pulling back every few seconds to suck your folds into his mouth.

you whimpered, thighs trembling as he flattened his tongue against your clit again, applying slow even pressure and dragging it side to side, “Ahh fuck- Brian.”

he was lost between your legs completely.

you gasped, as your hips jerked, thighs tightening instinctively around his head while his tongue went deeper. you could feel him moaning into you, he buried his face deeper, nose pressing snug against your pussy as his tongue worked fast and messily up and down, side to side.

his eyes never left yours, even as his tongue slipped lower then up again, swirling, his jaw working as he gave your clit a flick, then another, before flattening his tongue against it and sliding up slow. you whimpered, your back hitches off the bed. his lips sealed around the bud, sucking it in with a wet pop, then drawing it into his mouth, rolling the tip of his tongue over it in tight circles.

your hands went to his hair, you held him there and he groaned in approval, with the faint tickle of his beard stubble brushing the inside of your thigh

“How did I get this lucky?” he rasped against your pussy, pulling back just enough to breathe, face glistening, lips slick. his arms tightened around your thighs as he dragged you down further, pulling you flush against his mouth again.

and then he reached up, one big hand on each thigh and pulled them tighter around his head, locking himself in.

“squeeze me baby.” he murmured, as he looked up at you a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth like he was right on the edge of laughing from how fucking good you tasted.

you obeyed. you wrapped your thighs tighter around his head, he loved it. he moaned deep, then he pulled back just a breath, just enough space to suck in air, and you could see his mouth parted open, tongue still out.

his hand moved between your thighs, thumb spreading you wider as he leaned in and let a thick line of spit drop straight from his tongue onto your pussy.

it hit wet and warm, mixing with your slick, rolling down in a messy strip over your folds, and he groaned as he watched it, like the sight of it alone was enough to make him cum, “fuuck” he breathed.

he went back in, he started tongue fucking you again, deeper this time, with messy open mouthed licks, sloppier, tongue lapping up his own spit and your arousal.

Brian’s mouth was shining, chin coated, cheeks flushed a red that spread to his neck. his chest fell with each breath, the slight veins on his pelvis leading down to his cock standing straight up, flushed dark, twitching slightly with every movement.

then he stopped. your breath hitched as his mouth left you, you loosened your thighs from around his head, he sat up slightly, his slick mouth glistening, tongue dragging over his bottom lip as he licked the taste of you from his face as he looked at you.

“sit on my face.” he said.

you knew exactly what he meant. you’d done it before, many times, he loved it, craved it, the sight of you above him, your pussy hovering just over his mouth before you lowered yourself onto his waiting tongue. but still, you propped yourself up on an elbow and gave him a half-teasing, half-genuine concern.

“but Brian… what if I’m too heavy? what if I hurt you?”

his brows lifted for a second he just blinked at you then he huffed, scoffing like you’d said something silly, before flopping backward onto the bed exactly where you’d just been. he looked up at you with a reassuring look, then reached one hand to pat his chest, “come here.” he said simply, ignoring every bit of hesitation, because you both knew it was nonsense.

“I want it. sit that pretty pussy on my fucking face.”

you looked at that stupid grin and that messy handsome face of his. you swallowed hard, thighs twitching, your body couldn't help but obey him. you crawled forward, your knees pressing into the bed one by one as you straddled his waist, your slick pussy dragging light across his stomach.

you shifted higher, hands reaching forward to grip the headboard for support, and he gripped your waist with both hands, guiding you into place. his fingers tightened as you climbed higher still, knees bending over his shoulders, your thighs on either side of his face.

you paused hovering, your pussy just inches from his mouth. he looked up at you, eyes half-lidded.

you bit your lip, and he gave your hips a soft tug just enough to bring you down, slow, slow until the warmth of your pussy pressed against his mouth again and he groaned, deep and throaty, eyes closing shut.

his tongue thrusted up into you from below, mouth opening wide to fuck up into you like this was his reward for making that goal. your head fell back, thighs trembling again as you settled your weight fully on his face. he moaned at that, gripping your ass, pulling you down harder.

you rocked your hips slowly at first, but the way his mouth opened wide, tongue already lapping greedily made you give in fully. you started to ride him, every grind of your hips dragging your clit across the bridge of his nose, slick folds gliding over his lips and tongue, the angle was perfect his nose nudging your clit with every downward push, his mouth wide open to take you, tongue thrusting up, flicking, then pressing flat.

you moaned shakily, head falling back as you arched, your hips grinding, he groaned under you, the sound muffled, his hands slid up your sides like he wanted to touch every inch of you at once.

they found your breasts, palms wrapping around them and squeezing, thumbing your nipples until they peaked. he pinched, rolled them gently, his big hands practically covering your chest, and you gasped again, thighs clenching tighter around his head.

he could cum just like this, you knew it. the view from beneath; your tits bouncing with each grind, your face tight in pleasure, your pussy riding his mouth like it was made for it. he was hard beneath you, but didn't care about being touched.

then smack, his right hand came down hard on your ass, followed instantly by the left. the sting spreading across your skin. you whined out squirming, but his hands were already back on your waist, steadying you, guiding you back "that's it." he murmured, against your pussy.

"make me fucking feel it."

your hands slipped higher on the headboard, gripping tight, letting your full weight press down, your thighs trembling as you rode his mouth harder now, grinding in deep slow circles, not lifting off anymore, just working yourself against his face. his nose rubbed your clit just right with every movement, his tongue buried deep between your folds.

you looked down, his eyes were closed, brows furrowed slightly, his jaw flexed, tongue moving, lips glistening, his whole face slick. his hands had dropped from your waist, now wrapped around your thighs, then your ass, squeezing, fingers spreading you open so he could lick you even deeper.

he didn't care about anything, but pleasing you.

he was smiling, the corners of his mouth curled up even with his tongue buried deep inside you.

you shifted your weight just enough, careful not to lift off his face, just leaning your upper body back a little, head tilting over your shoulder, and that's when you saw it. his cock, hard and flushed, resting against his stomach, twitching in the open air. a bead of precum at the tip, glistening, the whole shaft stiff. he hadn't touched himself once.. not a hand, not a grind and yet he was that hard, leaking, just from having you ride his face.

you reached behind you, fingers brushing down his stomach until you wrapped around the base of his cock, you stroked slow, just a single glide of your palm up to the head and back down.

under you, Brian's tongue stopped against your pussy as his hips twitched "shit baby- no." he breathed against you, "you don't have to."

but his body said otherwise. you felt the twitch of his cock in your hand, the soft groan as he moaned into your pussy, and the way his hand flew to your thigh, fingers digging in like he didn't want you to stop. he was trying to put your needs first, trying to let you just enjoy this but the way his hips bucked upward told you all you needed to know.

so you kept going.

you pumped him slow, then faster, wrist curling around his tip to tease the leaking head, smearing precum down the shaft. his thighs flexed beneath you, muscles tight as he kept licking messier now, more quick. his tongue dragged out to swirl your clit.

Brian suddenly brought his hand down with a sudden smack right onto your pussy.

you yelped loud and sharp.

your eyes snapped down and met his stupid handsome smug face, his grin wide even as his mouth glistened with your slick. he laughed into your pussy right where he was buried between your legs.

"Brian!" you gasped. but you were laughing too, breathless, the sting still tingling between your thighs.

you bent back again, hand never leaving his cock, stroking him faster now, watching his jaw clench, his moans deepen, his hips jerk up into your fist even as he stayed focused on your pussy.

"till I cum baby." he mumbled into you, tongue circling your clit with desperate flicks.

this. this is what you loved most about your boyfriend. the way he wanted you in every way, the way he laughed between licks like this was the best moment of his life.

you gripped the headboard tighter, thighs squeezing his head, his tongue and nose perfectly pressed to your clit. his cock twitched in your hand, leaking more with every pump, and all you could do was fuck his face, stroke, and laugh with him.

completely lost in him while he ate your pussy like it was the only thing that mattered in the world. this is how Brian liked celebrating.

𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 ᴗ͈ . ᴗ͈

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thumb sucking with Armando ૮◞ ⸝⸝ ◟ ა

armando gonzález × f!reader 𐙚

⌗ fluff/suggestive. MY BIG DADA. sloppy written blurb. babying in spanish. if this isn't your thing.. move along!!

at first, his thumb had only been playing with your bottom lip, tracing the soft curve of it while you slept peacefully against him. you were tucked flush against him, his heartbeat slow and steady beneath your ear. his right arm tucked under your head like a pillow, the muscle warm.

his other hand rested beside your face.

he smiled faintly when you shifted closer. his thumb brushed over your lower lip again. then your lips parted.

Armando froze. he felt the gentle warmth of your mouth around the tip of his thumb, tongue wet, warm, curling around the pad of his thumb. followed by the faintest movement of your tongue as you instinctively drew it farther in.

his eyebrows lifted.

you didn’t wake. your breathing remained slow and even, your lashes resting against your cheeks as you continued sleeping like nothing had happened. meanwhile, Armando was suddenly very aware of exactly where his hand was.

he should have moved it. instead, he watched you for a moment, utterly charmed. your lips softened around his thumb, and the sleepy little motion made his expression melt into something unbearably fond. he brushed his knuckles lightly against your cheek with his free fingers.

carefully, he let his thumb remain where you’d unconsciously placed it, making no attempt to tease or wake you. his hand simply rested against your cheek, gentle and warm, while he pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head.

he wasn’t about to complain. especially not when you looked this peaceful in his arms.

“Mi vida…” he whispers, voice low so it won’t wake you.

his thumb sinks farther, past the first knuckle, and your lips seal around it with a soft, wet sound. the light suction tugs at him. he feels the faint press of your tongue underneath, the tiny movements as you take comfort in him without even knowing. heat grows low in his stomach, but he stays perfectly still, letting you have what you reached for.

“Qué linda te ves así.” he murmurs, thumb stroking the inside of your cheek in the smallest circles. “Dormida, chupando mi dedo como si fuera tuyo.” he leans in, pressing another kiss to your hairline.

your breathing stays deep and even. every exhale fans over his wrist. the gentle pull of your mouth grows a fraction stronger, as though your sleeping mind has decided his thumb belongs there. saliva gathers at the corner of your lips; he wipes it away with the side of his finger, slow, careful not to disturb you.

“tranquila.” he soothes when your brows twitch. “sigue, mi amor. tómate tu tiempo.” his voice is soft. “Entre mis brazos, nadie te va a molestar.”

he shifts only enough to cradle you closer, the arm beneath your head adjusting so your cheek rests more fully against his bare chest. his thumb never leaves your mouth. instead he lets you set the pace, feeling every lazy suckle. the sensation is intimate, almost too much, yet he wouldn’t move for anything.

“Tan chiquita.” he coos, “mira nomás, chupando tan bonito…” his words soothe as much as they praise. he rocks you the tiniest bit, a slow sway that matches the sucking of your lips.

your tongue presses up again, drawing him deeper still. Armando exhales through his nose, eyes half-lidded as he watches the way your mouth works around him. the wet heat, the soft sounds, the trust. it all grows tight inside him. he brushes his nose against your temple, lips grazing the shell of your ear.

“Qué rico se siente.” he confesses shamelessly. “Tenerte así… tan entregadita…” his thumb slides out just enough for your tongue to chase it, then sinks back in, and he smiles when your lips follow greedily.

minutes stretch. your breathing never changes, but the suction grows more insistent. Armando’s free hand strokes your back in long, soothing lines, fingertips tracing the dip of your spine through the thin shirt you wear. every now and then he murmurs another soft praise, each one timed between the gentle tugs of your mouth.

he feels the moment your body melts even deeper into him, fully relaxed, fully his. the thumb between your lips is slick now, shiny with saliva, and he doesn’t mind at all.

“Quédate así toda la noche si quieres.” he tells you, though you were far too asleep to answer. “Yo no me muevo. Chúpalo cuanto necesites.” he kisses your forehead again, eyes closing. “Te quiero dormida y feliz. con mi dedo en tu boquita.”

the quiet room feels heavier now, every slow pull of your mouth sending heat straight down Armando’s body. his thumb rests warm and slick between your lips, and the sight alone makes his cock twitch inside his sweats. he pictures it, your mouth stretched around him instead, the same gentle suction, the same trusting way you draw him deeper without waking. the mental image making him swallow hard, adams apple bobbing once, twice.

“Mírate… chupando tan rico.” he breathes, voice low and rough. his free hand slides down your back, palm open, feeling the rise and fall of your sleeping breaths. “tan inocente… y yo pensando en meterte la verga hasta el fondo de esa boquita.”

he doesn’t move his thumb; he lets you keep it exactly where you want it. the wet heat, the soft press of your tongue, the rhythmic sucking, it all mirrors what he imagines his cock would feel like sliding past your lips. he feels himself hardened against your thigh, stiff, but he stays perfectly still.

“Tan caliente…” he whispers. “Tienes la boquita tan caliente, imagínate si fuera algo más- la que estás chupando ahora mismo… cómo la chuparías dormida...” his thumb strokes the inside of your cheek in tiny circles, and you suck harder without knowing, making him bite back a groan.

Armando’s breathing grows heavier. he rocks his hips the smallest bit, just enough to feel the friction of his cock against your leg, then forces himself still again. the contrast of it; your innocent, sleeping mouth suckling his thumb while his mind fills with every filthy thing he wants to do makes his heart pound so hard he can hear it.

“Aunque lo que realmente quiero es verte con la boca llena de mí… en vez de mi dedo.” his voice dips lower.

his eyes stay half-lidded as he watches your lips work around his thumb. more saliva glistens at the corner of your mouth; he wipes it gently with his knuckle, then presses the pad back inside so you can keep suckling it.

his cock twitches again, aching, but he doesn’t wake you. he just holds you closer, lets you suckle in peace, and lets his mind wander deeper into every filthy, tender fantasy your sleeping mouth inspires.

“Así es como me gustas.” he whispers one last time, thumb stroking the roof of your mouth in the lightest caress.

𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 ᴗ͈ . ᴗ͈

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and let me tell u something, u big foot austin fc mfs.. CON EL NIÑO NO SE METAN. CON EL MORITA NO.

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me watching brian make that penalty goal:

u could’ve heard me hooting & cheering from 7 continents away likeeee

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making my man drive me around LA in this butt fuck heat in hopes of seeing dadaman brain gutierrez and dadaman hormi likee UNO NUNCA SABE!!

we abt to see them playing in their white jerseys in this L.A HEAT, all sweaty.. them ho’s abt to be see through 😩😩

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brian dadaman #1 and hormi dadaman #2 have touched down in LA and im shaved down, walking around in a thong just in case…

PERO UNO NUNCA SABE!! likeee we breathing in the same smog rn omg.

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you say it’s big but you take it ⋮

armando gonzález × f!reader 𐙚

⌗ requested . pure smut . tummy bulge . thas BIG DADA .

Armando babying reader taking it deep.

Armando's hands gripped firmly behind your knees, pressing them back until your thighs nearly touched your chest. the position left you completely open for him, your pussy exposed and glistening as he hovered above you. his eyes never left yours as he eased his cock forward, the fat head stretching your entrance before sinking in.

“Poco a poquito… tómame todo.” he murmured, voice low and soothing.

he pushed deeper, inch by inch, until his pelvis pressed flush against yours. the fullness made your breath catch. you’d sworn you couldn’t take him like this. “pero si puedes.. no digas que no.” Armando had coaxed softly.

and he was right. here you were, stuffed full, Armando held there, buried to the base, letting you feel the full pressure of his cock inside you. his thumbs stroked the backs of your thighs in slow circles while he stayed perfectly still, savoring the tight grip of your pussy around him.

when he finally moved, it was a slow withdrawal, his cock dragging along every sensitive part until only the fat tip remained nestled at your entrance. the emptiness made your pussy clench around nothing.

Armando watched your face, a soft smile playing at his lips. “Mira nada más esa carita.”

Armando’s hips rolled slow, every inch of his thick cock sliding into you until his balls pressed flush against your ass. the stretch was sweet, the kind that made your breath hitch.

your head lolled to the side, eyes half-lidded as you watched the way his body moved above you. sweat glistened on his chest, muscles shifting with each thrust. your slick coated his shaft every time he pulled back just enough to leave you aching before sinking in again.

“tan apretadita para mí.” he murmured.

a whimper escaped you, your body arching as he bottomed out again, the head of his cock nudging deep enough. he held it there, grinding his hips in small circles so you felt every ridge against your inner walls. your pussy tightened around him, the wet sounds of your bodies joining filling the room.

Armando’s brows were drawn tight, his jaw clenched as he fought the urge to cum. his cock twitched inside you, and he let out a shaky breath. “todavía no. quiero sentirte así un poco más.”

he pulled back until only the head remained inside, then pushed in again slow, and deep. each thrust pulled a breathy moan from you, your body giving in to him, opening for him. your thighs trembled where he held them, and he leaned down to murmur filthy nothings.

“tan profundo, ¿verdad? ¿Sientes cómo te lleno?”

you could only nod, eyes glassy, lips parted. the pressure was overwhelming, the fullness making your lip catch between your teeth. every time he sank in, his balls slapped lightly against you with each thrust.

Armando’s hand slid down to your belly, pressing there so he could feel the way his cock moved inside you. “Mira eso, te puedo sentir aquí..” his fingers traced the slight bulge, “Tan hondo que te marca.” he breathlessly laughed.

he kept the pace slow. your pussy squelched around him, slick and swollen, every thrust pushing more of your slick out around his shaft. he groaned, forehead dropping to yours, breath warm against your lips.

“Lo sé, sin mí se siente vacío, ¿verdad?” he pulled out again, the drag of his cock leaving you aching and empty, before thrusting forward once more. the force of it rocked your body, but his hands held you steady.

you hands clutched at his arms, nails digging in as he gave you another deep, grinding thrust. the head of his cock dragged against that spot inside you that made your nails prick his skin as they pressed in firmer, Armando hissed.

“Qué cosita tan hermosa.”

he kissed you then, tongue sliding against yours as his cock continued fucking you slow. each thrust was enough to keep you on the edge without pushing either of you over. your body shook with the effort of holding back, your thighs quivering.

Armando pulled back to watch your face, “¿Quieres más, hm? ¿Quieres que te meta más profundo?

you nodded, breathless, and he rewarded you with another long, deep thrust that had your back arching off the bed. his cock filled you completely.

his hand slid between your bodies, fingers finding your clit and rubbing slow circles in time with his thrusts. your orgasm built slowly. Armando’s cock never stopped moving, never stopped filling you. when you finally came, your pussy pulsing around him, creamy slick coating out around his shaft. he groaned, hips pressing flush as he fought to hold back, his cock twitching inside you.

he stayed buried deep, grinding his hips in slow circles as you came down, his fingers still stroking your clit gently. your body trembled beneath him, oversensitive, Armando leaned down, his chest brushing your folded legs as he maintained eye contact.

“eres mía, y yo soy tuyo.”

Armando’s hips began to move again, slow and deep, his cock dragging against your walls with every thrust. he kept you pinned beneath him, his body a warm. your head stayed turned to the side, eyes half-lidded, watching the way his muscles flexed, the way his cock disappeared into your pussy again and again.

your pussy still sensitive from your orgasm, and he groaned every time you clenched. his balls were tight against your ass, his cock throbbing inside you, but he held back, determined to make this last. Armando’s cock never stopped moving, never stopped filling you. he held you through it all, his hands gentle, his voice soft.

finally, Armando groaned, hips pressing flush as he finally let go, his cock pulsing deep inside you as he filled you with warm, thick spurts of cum. he stayed buried to the base, grinding through his orgasm, his voice a low, shaky sigh.

"¿Ya ves? lo hiciste tan bien, para la próxima no me digas que no puedes.” he whispered, pressing a kiss to your calf.

𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 ᴗ͈ . ᴗ͈

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have a baby by me ⋮

brian gutiérrez × f!reader 𐙚

armando gonzález × f!reader 𐙚

⌗ requested . BEARD BRIAN with this . 🤏 breeding kink . creampie . cum details . i lost the ask to this :( .

an: HAVE A BABY BY ME, BABEY, BE A BILLIONAIREEE

Brian

Brian's hips stayed locked tight to your ass, his cock buried to the base while his hands roamed over your ass. he spread and pressed you open so he could watch himself slide in and out. every thrust made your skin slap wetly against his pelvis. "what if I cum inside you?" he murmured, voice casual, like he was only teasing. you shook your head frantically against the cushion. "No." you whined softly, half-pleading and half-desperate. "No... you have to pull out." but your pussy clenched around him anyway. Brian didn't answer. he just kept fucking you in that same steady pace, palms gliding over your ass, thumbs digging into the soft flesh. then his grip tightened. his thrusts shortened, grew heavier, and suddenly his cock was twitching deep inside you. a single quiet "fuck" left his lips, followed by a slow exhale through his nose. that was the only warning you got. warm spurts of cum filled your pussy. you felt the warmth spreading fast as he stayed pressed flush against your ass. Brian didn't pull out. he kept his cock snug inside while his cum overflowed around his shaft, forming a creamy white ring that smeared along his length every time his hips gave the smallest grind. more cum leaked out with each tiny pulse, coating his balls and dripping down the inside of your thighs. he watched it happen, half-lidded eyes fixed on the mess he was making, still not saying another word. his hands smoothed over your ass again, thumbs brushing through the sticky trails as if he were admiring how thoroughly he'd filled you. Brian kept his cock moving inside you, sliding in and out without any change in pace. each thrust pushed more of his cum out around his shaft, the thick white cream coating his length and beginning to leak down the backs of your thighs in heavy strings. your pussy kept clenching around him, pulling more of the load deeper even as it leaked out with every stroke. he stayed quiet, watching the way your pussy swallowed his cum back in. his hands stayed on your ass, spreading you wider so he could see the mess he’d made. the creamy ring around his cock grew thicker every time he pushed back inside. you glanced over your shoulder and caught the look on his face, eyes half-lidded, mouth curved in a satisfied smile. “Did you cum in me?” you asked. your breath was coming in short, sharp pants. Brian met your eyes and let out a low, breathy laugh. “Yeah.” he said, voice rough. “look at you. pretty pussy full of me.” he gave another slow thrust, pushing the cum deeper, watching it squeeze out around his cock again. you squeezed your eyes shut, a soft, content sigh escaping your lips. the heavy, undeniable realization of what this could mean for the both of you in the future, and how much it could change everything was on your mind... but the more you fought the idea, the more your body craved the fantasy of being completely full of him. so, almost without thinking, you started moving back against him, desperate to press his cum deeper, tryna make it stick. Brian let out a sharp, surprised gasp, his hands gripping your hips to steady you. "I want it." you breathed, your hips continuing to fuck yourself on his dick. and he didn’t need to be told twice. his hips met yours in a hard press. he was helping you seal the deal, driving himself back into you over and over.

Armando

Armando’s hips moved slowly, in that pace he’d perfected over the last few minutes, sliding the fat head of his cock through your slick folds without ever pushing inside. every time the crown caught at your entrance he paused, then dragged himself upward again, painting your clit with the sticky precum leaking from his slit. your thighs trembled against his waist. he could feel the tiny, helpless pulses of your pussy trying to draw him in, but he kept the game going, breathing hard through his nose, jaw tight with concentration. “¿Dónde lo quieres, mi vida?” he murmured, his cock nudged your swollen clit again. “¿Aquí?” he dragged the length up between your breasts, leaving a glistening trail. “¿O aquí?” the blunt tip tapped your belly button, smearing more precum across your skin. he didn’t wait for an answer. with one smooth thrust he buried himself to the base inside you, the sudden stretch earning a gasp from you. but he was already pulling out again, leaving you empty and clenching around nothing. “¿O aquí adentro?” he asked softy. “En mí, Armando.” you breathed, nodding fast, hips lifting in invitation. “Está bien, mi amor” he whispered against your lips. “Te voy a dar todo.” he sank back in, deeper this time, and stayed there. three long strokes followed, each one bottoming out, brushing the head of his cock right against your sweet spot before he pulled out almost all the way. on the fourth stroke his breathing changed. his forehead dropped to yours, and the first sound slipped free.. a low, helpless groan. “¿Te gusta sentirte así de llena?” he panted. his hips thrust forward again, harder, chasing the orgasm he’d been edging for so long. another thrust, another, and then he was cumming with a gasped moan, cock twitching as he pumped rope after rope of cum straight into your pussy. he didn’t pull out. instead he pressed deeper, grinding in small circles while he emptied himself, making sure every drop stayed inside. “Quiero que te quedes así… llenita de mí.” he whispered shakily, voice gone soft. his hand slid down to rest over your lower belly, palm warm. he stayed buried to the base, breathing ragged against your neck. every so often another weak spurt would pulse out of him, and he’d hum in satisfaction, pressing soft kisses along your jaw. “Tan buena para mí.” he murmured between kisses. “Tan perfecta. Tómame todo.” his thumb stroked lazily over the spot where he was still buried inside you. “Vas a quedarte así un ratito, ¿sí? quiero que sientas cómo te lleno. cómo te empiezo a hacer mía.” he rocked his hips in tiny movements, stirring the mess he’d made, pushing it deeper. a fresh bead of cum leaked out around his cock and he caught it with two fingers, pushing it back inside with a quiet, pleased sound. “Mira nada más..” he breathed, almost in awe. Armando’s breathing slowly evened out, but he didn’t move to pull away. instead he settled his weight carefully over you, keeping you pinned and plugged, his softening cock still nestled deep. one hand cradled the back of your head while the other stayed splayed across your belly, as if he could already feel the possibility of what he’d just done. “Descansa un poquito.” he whispered, lips brushing your temple. “Después te limpio. pero por ahora quiero que te quedes así.” he kissed you again, slower this time, almost tender, while his fingers traced small patterns over your skin. every few seconds another tiny aftershock would roll through him and he’d give a soft, satisfied sigh, pressing just a little deeper as if making sure nothing escaped. Armando stayed exactly where he was, cock warm and spent, cum slowly seeping around where your bodies connected.

𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 ᴗ͈ . ᴗ͈

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Can I request a smut with Armando babying reader taking it deep 👀

oh this was so yummy to write 🫦!!

tysm for the request can be read here 🧁.

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you say it’s big but you take it ⋮

armando gonzález × f!reader 𐙚

⌗ requested . pure smut . tummy bulge . thas BIG DADA .

Armando babying reader taking it deep.

Armando's hands gripped firmly behind your knees, pressing them back until your thighs nearly touched your chest. the position left you completely open for him, your pussy exposed and glistening as he hovered above you. his eyes never left yours as he eased his cock forward, the fat head stretching your entrance before sinking in.

“Poco a poquito… tómame todo.” he murmured, voice low and soothing.

he pushed deeper, inch by inch, until his pelvis pressed flush against yours. the fullness made your breath catch. you’d sworn you couldn’t take him like this. “pero si puedes.. no digas que no.” Armando had coaxed softly.

and he was right. here you were, stuffed full, Armando held there, buried to the base, letting you feel the full pressure of his cock inside you. his thumbs stroked the backs of your thighs in slow circles while he stayed perfectly still, savoring the tight grip of your pussy around him.

when he finally moved, it was a slow withdrawal, his cock dragging along every sensitive part until only the fat tip remained nestled at your entrance. the emptiness made your pussy clench around nothing.

Armando watched your face, a soft smile playing at his lips. “Mira nada más esa carita.”

Armando’s hips rolled slow, every inch of his thick cock sliding into you until his balls pressed flush against your ass. the stretch was sweet, the kind that made your breath hitch.

your head lolled to the side, eyes half-lidded as you watched the way his body moved above you. sweat glistened on his chest, muscles shifting with each thrust. your slick coated his shaft every time he pulled back just enough to leave you aching before sinking in again.

“tan apretadita para mí.” he murmured.

a whimper escaped you, your body arching as he bottomed out again, the head of his cock nudging deep enough. he held it there, grinding his hips in small circles so you felt every ridge against your inner walls. your pussy tightened around him, the wet sounds of your bodies joining filling the room.

Armando’s brows were drawn tight, his jaw clenched as he fought the urge to cum. his cock twitched inside you, and he let out a shaky breath. “todavía no. quiero sentirte así un poco más.”

he pulled back until only the head remained inside, then pushed in again slow, and deep. each thrust pulled a breathy moan from you, your body giving in to him, opening for him. your thighs trembled where he held them, and he leaned down to murmur filthy nothings.

“tan profundo, ¿verdad? ¿Sientes cómo te lleno?”

you could only nod, eyes glassy, lips parted. the pressure was overwhelming, the fullness making your lip catch between your teeth. every time he sank in, his balls slapped lightly against you with each thrust.

Armando’s hand slid down to your belly, pressing there so he could feel the way his cock moved inside you. “Mira eso, te puedo sentir aquí..” his fingers traced the slight bulge, “Tan hondo que te marca.” he breathlessly laughed.

he kept the pace slow. your pussy squelched around him, slick and swollen, every thrust pushing more of your slick out around his shaft. he groaned, forehead dropping to yours, breath warm against your lips.

“Lo sé, sin mí se siente vacío, ¿verdad?” he pulled out again, the drag of his cock leaving you aching and empty, before thrusting forward once more. the force of it rocked your body, but his hands held you steady.

you hands clutched at his arms, nails digging in as he gave you another deep, grinding thrust. the head of his cock dragged against that spot inside you that made your nails prick his skin as they pressed in firmer, Armando hissed.

“Qué cosita tan hermosa.”

he kissed you then, tongue sliding against yours as his cock continued fucking you slow. each thrust was enough to keep you on the edge without pushing either of you over. your body shook with the effort of holding back, your thighs quivering.

Armando pulled back to watch your face, “¿Quieres más, hm? ¿Quieres que te meta más profundo?

you nodded, breathless, and he rewarded you with another long, deep thrust that had your back arching off the bed. his cock filled you completely.

his hand slid between your bodies, fingers finding your clit and rubbing slow circles in time with his thrusts. your orgasm built slowly. Armando’s cock never stopped moving, never stopped filling you. when you finally came, your pussy pulsing around him, creamy slick coating out around his shaft. he groaned, hips pressing flush as he fought to hold back, his cock twitching inside you.

he stayed buried deep, grinding his hips in slow circles as you came down, his fingers still stroking your clit gently. your body trembled beneath him, oversensitive, Armando leaned down, his chest brushing your folded legs as he maintained eye contact.

“eres mía, y yo soy tuyo.”

Armando’s hips began to move again, slow and deep, his cock dragging against your walls with every thrust. he kept you pinned beneath him, his body a warm. your head stayed turned to the side, eyes half-lidded, watching the way his muscles flexed, the way his cock disappeared into your pussy again and again.

your pussy still sensitive from your orgasm, and he groaned every time you clenched. his balls were tight against your ass, his cock throbbing inside you, but he held back, determined to make this last. Armando’s cock never stopped moving, never stopped filling you. he held you through it all, his hands gentle, his voice soft.

finally, Armando groaned, hips pressing flush as he finally let go, his cock pulsing deep inside you as he filled you with warm, thick spurts of cum. he stayed buried to the base, grinding through his orgasm, his voice a low, shaky sigh.

"¿Ya ves? lo hiciste tan bien, para la próxima no me digas que no puedes.” he whispered, pressing a kiss to your calf.

𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 ᴗ͈ . ᴗ͈

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