I Just Bought A Whole Bunch Of Miguel Merch Unexpectedly (RIP My Wallet) Would Anyone Like To See The

I just bought a whole bunch of Miguel merch unexpectedly (RIP my wallet) would anyone like to see the haul? Originally I was gonna only get one thing but I didn't expect the AMOUNT of Miguel merch I was gonna find

It’s this little goobers birthday

(I was late getting of work so I drew this real quick before it wasn’t my birthday anymore)

Literally my reaction when I read that the characterization was gonna be from Betweem Two Worlds

Kinktober Day 9 ~ Body Worship

(art by @/hao6047 on Twitter)

Miguel O'Hara x Fem! Reader

Summary: You tell Miguel to give you a massage. (cw: Loser! Miguel, reader is a stripper)

A/N: I'm using the characterization from my fic, Between Two Worlds, for this prompt. It's not connected to the main fic at all so you don't have to read it to understand this one. If you are interested, see my masterlist here. Enjoy!

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“You should give me a massage.”

Miguel tears his eyes away from the TV, noticing your eyes lower, a bit of arousal in them. “O-Oh okay.”

He feels your eyes on him when he takes out the massage oils and a few towels. Having the strange feeling you wanted more than a relaxing rub down. When Miguel turns around to face you, his face feels warm when you start removing your clothes.

“You want me to massage you while you're naked?”

“Yes.” You say while slowly pulling off your panties. “Is that a problem, baby?”

“No.” He shifts a little, “I did read somewhere that said it's more relaxing if the receiver is naked.”

You hum, climbing on the bed and lying on top of the towel he laid out for you. Miguel tried to keep his eyes on your face and not your alluring breasts or your well-shaped bottom. But you were his partner so he at least had to peek.

“Something happen?” He ask while lathering up the oil on his palms. “Did you not have a good day at work?”

“It was fine. I just want my man’s hands on me.”

Miguel shyly ducks his head, “I could've held your hand or given you a hug.”

“This is better.”

He starts with your neck, rubbing the coconut oil into your skin, focusing on your shoulder blades, large palms covering your skin with ease. You let out a cute moan and his cock unashamedly jumps at the sound. His thumbs press into your shoulders, feeling some kinks that needed to be smoothed out.

Miguel trails down to the middle of your back, knowing that it was one of your favorite places to be touched. As he rubs the oil in again, you shift for a moment, sighing against the sheets.

“Oooh, that feels good…”

He pushes his glasses up with his knuckle, chest flouting at him satisfying you. “Good.”

Thumbs create small circles along your back, his thick fingers trailing down your skin. When he gets to your lower back, your head tilts back while letting out another moan. Your toes curling due to the feeling from his hands.

Miguel pauses when he reaches the globes of your ass, “Do you…do you want me to do your bottom too?”

“Mmhm. Don’t get all shy on me now.” You look back at him with a seductive look and he clears his throat.

“I’m not. Was asking…”

He massaged your ass cheeks, not trying to focus on how good they felt under him. How he was trying to avoid brushing his erection against them because he didn’t want to ruin your massage.

“Right there…” You mutter, pushing your ass up against his hands.

Miguel felt himself getting a little warm, moving down from your ass to your thighs. Your perfect pussy just inches away from his fingers. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to massage that. It is a part of your body after all.

As Miguel spread your thighs a little, rubbing the underside of your thighs, he moved up closer. Right to the point where he gave a gentle rub against your folds. Your light gasp made his chest swell, but it didn’t last long. You quickly flip over and he was expecting you to appear upset. Only for you to not look like that at all. Instead, your eyes lowered, ready to pounce.

“Naughty. You couldn’t resist, huh?”

“I-I well…”

You hand him the coconut oil, “Just for that, you gotta do the front too.”

“O-Okay...”

As Miguel spreads the oil along his palms, you grab his wrist, guiding him to your neck before trailing down to the valley of your breasts. Your eyes never leave his flushed face.

“Don’t miss a spot.”

“I won’t.”

This wasn’t good. He’s sure his erection was prominent against his sweatpants, aching to be free and for you to touch him. But he's touching you. Making sure the oil dissipates in your chest, and trying not to ignore the sensual gaze you're giving him.

While massaging your breasts, he’s looking at you now. Fondling you, swirling a pattern along your areolas, then thumbing your nipples. You were trying not to crack, only allowing a few moans here and there to slip out. Miguel’s desire to replace his hands with his mouth was high. But that would defeat the point of this being a massage.

Reluctantly, he moves down to your stomach. Caressing the soft fat and stretch marks. Miguel’s glasses start to slip, but you grab them, putting them to the side before running a hand through his hair. A gentle grip as he goes lower. Your breaths pick up as your legs spread wide.

Miguel didn’t waste time in thumbing your sex, rubbing your clit with the same motion he did to massage you.

“Fuck, Miguel…” You suck your teeth as he grabs your thigh, wrapping your leg around his waist. He kept it there with an arm while fingering your cunt, already wet from the massage. “Right there.”

“Here?”

“Yes!” You arch your back when he pushes two fingers inside you, gasping.

Miguel watches your beautiful face contort from his very personal massage. Stretching you out and feeling every bump from your soaked walls. All while flicking your clit. He was happy to be of service by giving you what you requested. Even as his bulge rubs against your thigh.

“Can I make you come?” He asks and you nod vicariously. “Okay.”

It was music to his ears when he heard you orgasm, crying out to the ceiling as your walls molding around his thick fingers. Pumping in and out of you to prolong your climax. He watches you come down from your high, licking his fingers to get a taste of you.

You slowly sit up, palming his erection, eliciting a hiss out of him.

“My turn, honey.”

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Collab art ♥ Theme: Masquerade ball 🎭 "Your mask doesn't fool me. You know where to go. Behind the curtains. Away from prying eyes."

Reference: I don't where this is from :C

🌸 It's a dream I had, Miguel happy with someone by his side in company (me) /j

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