Time For A Picnic || Jake Lockley & Khonshu X Fem!reader

Time For a Picnic || Jake Lockley & Khonshu x fem!reader

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Summary: In spite of many pleas, you manage to convince Jake to go on a picnic with you. Little do you know you're going to be joined by an unexpected and very fluffy guests 🐰

Warnings: none but Khonshu being himself 🤭

Word count: 1912

Author: Rouge

A/N: today’s prompt: Picnic ♡ green italics indicate Khonshu, orange italics illustrate Jake speaking Spanish ♡ below the fic you will find Spanish translations

Jake was certainly not keen on your idea of a picnic in the woods, even though he knew you'd complain for a few days if he didn't agree. 

Despite the fact that it was late October, the weather was surprisingly pleasant; there were many sunny days with no rain and no cold wind. 

He was driving his limo and checking on you in the rearview mirror from time to time; he couldn't help but smile as he saw you going through the list you'd made of the items that were about to be taken from your apartment; you were making sure you didn't miss anything. "Is it okay?" He asked casually, looking back on the road; his tone surprisingly calm and sweet as he spoke.

You nodded, looking in the rearview mirror and tucked a strand of your loose hair behind your ear. "I believe so. When you stopped at a gas station, I bought crackers and pickles because I didn't have any at home. The list is now complete," your lips were curled up in a smile.

As Jake parked his limo, he turned off the engine and got out of the vehicle, rushing to open your side door. His next move was to open the trunk, and he pulled out two big, wicked baskets and a plaid that he tucked under his arm.

As you closed your door, you suggested, "Jake, leave it, I can take it."

His head shook, indicating that you wouldn't be allowed to carry anything.

Since you wanted to be at one with nature and far from people, you chose a park located at the edge of the city. Jake knew there was a long walk ahead; in spite of the parking lot's proximity to the park's entrance, Lockley knew you chose a specific location near a little lake on the west side of the park for your perfect picnic spot.

As soon as everything was set for the picnic, the blanket was placed on the ground, the baskets were unpacked, you sat on the blanket to make sandwiches with Jake.

For him, putting so much effort into preparation seemed a little ridiculous, and he was certain he could do without them.

Khonshu chuckled to himself as he formed himself next to Jake who was trying to use his cellphone, yet there was no signal. "See how hard she's working, your little bug has been working like a little bee just to make you happy," he told Jake. "It would have been nice if Steven and Marc had done the same for me, little idiots."

Jake hid his phone in his jacket pocket and stared at the scrawny figure with a loud huff. "Stop being so dramatic, Khonshu."

Jake's words immediately caught your attention, and when you looked at him you asked with great anticipation, "Is Khonshu here, with us?"

“Él está aquí con nosotros,” Jake replied. “Come on, pal, Y/N would like to see you too, it’s easier this way.”

Khonshu manifested himself to you unwittingly, poking your side with his crescent moon staff, "Y/N."

Greeting the God of the Night Sky with a head tilt, you returned to preparing sandwiches. After you were done, you offered them to your boyfriend.

As Jake wasn't hungry per se, he accepted them and took a bite; oh, you knew exactly how he liked his sandwiches prepared, he thought to himself. “Gracias, cariño.”

"I see you are very adept at taking care of my friend, Y/N," Khonshu said, circling the blanket carefully, checking the surroundings. "Ideally, we all need to reconnect with nature in order to reset our frustrations. Isn't that right, Jake?"

Jake stopped chewing his sandwich and narrowed his eyebrows as he looked at Khonshu. "I'm far from being frustrated, why do you ask me this?"

You could not help but chuckle when they had their brief conversation; you admired Khonshu for being an entity beyond comprehension, yet truly protecting those who helped him; you could always count on Khonshu to provide you with any assistance you needed.

Khonshu took a seat on the blanket, saying, "We all know you're the most frustrated person among us, Lockley."

As Jake was about to start an argument with his godly friend, he heard you squeak so loudly he thought his head would explode. "What the fuck, nena?"

With a hand gesture you pointed towards the closest bushes; Jake and Khonshu looked there as well.

There was a small and round wild rabbit peering out of the shrubs, its nose twitching continuously as it was observing the gathering carefully.

“A rabbit,” you whispered, barely moving your lips. “Oh my God, what a beautiful baby. Tsss-tssss, come here, little one,” you slowly leaned forward, reaching your hand out to the rabbit.

"Perfect, a fucking rabbit is what we need now," Jake said with a roll of the eyes.

"Shush!" As you hushed him, your tone grew a little angry; you didn't want to scare the rabbit away.

Khonshu mocked Lockley, "And who claimed to be a haven of peace just a moment ago? It's just a wild rabbit, and you've already got a problem."

“My apologies, Khonshu, but Y/N is a freak when it comes to sweet, little animals y ella quiere adoptar todos ellos y consentirlos con buena comida," Jake said with a frown.

"Shut up, both of you, I'm luring this little baby to us," you hissed.

Even though Jake hated being around animals because you immediately turned your attention away from him, he remained silent.

Observing your attempts to attract the rabbit closer, Khonshu chuckled deeply; he knew your purpose was to pet it. Whenever he observed humans, he was surprised by their nature and the things they found attractive, such as petting animals.

Soon, the rabbit hopped close enough to nose the blanket and plastic sandwich bag; after that, it sat on the blanket and sniffed your jeans.

“Oh my God, oh my God, it’s so close,” you whispered, feeling your heart beating faster with happiness and excitement. 

“Nena, it’s just a wild rabbit,” Jake tried to explain, looking at you; he saw how narrowed your brows were as you slowly turned your head towards him - it indicated that you were growing angry with him, like never before, so he raised his hands in the air, shrugging his arms, silently apologizing to you.

As the rabbit raised its tiny head to gaze at you, you reached out a hand to touch its soft fur on the back, but the animal simply jumped into Jake's lap and soon started cleaning its tiny face.

The man froze and looked at you. "En serio, Y/N, ¿qué coño?"

Your mouth dropped open; you couldn't believe the rabbit had chosen Jake over you! Although Jake liked animals, he wasn't very emotional about them, so your surprise at seeing the wild rabbit curled up on his lap was even greater.

Khonshu chuckled lowly and said, "Well, well, Jake, if I had bet on Y/N touching the rabbit first, I would have lost my hand."

Angry and upset, you turned your head towards Khonshu and huffed angrily. "Shush, Khonshu."

This elicited a loud chuckle from the God of the Night Sky.

Jake began slowly petting the rabbit's back, risking being scratched by it; apparently, the animal enjoyed all the attention, as it rolled itself in a ball and twitched its nose as it observed the surrounding. “Pet it, Y/N,” Jake encouraged, giving you a brief glance. “Move your hand slowly.”

You frowned at his words at first, but soon followed his advice and began gently stroking the rabbit's back and head. "It has such soft fur!" You exclaimed. "Jake, will we be able to keep them?"

A frown crept across Jake's forehead. "¡De ninguna manera, nena!"

As you sighed loudly, you lowered your head.

Suddenly, you heard some noises in the bushes and soon a few more wild rabbits joined you.

You gasped loudly, looking around, as you hadn't expected anything like that to happen.

Bunnies had a variety of fur colors, from black to beige.

"When it comes to adopting a rabbit on Jake's lap, you need to consider getting them all, Y/N, it seems they're a family," Khonshu suggested as he reached for one of the sandwiches and pulled a piece of lettuce from it, offering it to the nearest rabbit with black fur who gladly accepted the treat; unfortunately, another rabbit hopped closer and took the lettuce directly from the black rabbit's mouth, chewing it quickly.

A few of the rabbits even allowed you to pet them without getting bitten, and it made you smile brightly. "What a day! It is such an honor to commune with nature in its purest, fluffiest form!" You exhaled, looking at both Khonshu and Jake.

As Khonshu held the rabbit in his hands and took a closer look at it, he nodded, remaining silent; the rabbit dangled motionless in Khonshu's hands for some longer moment, but soon started wriggling, trying to make its way free. Khonshu then put the bunny back on the grass. “I’m not going to hurt you, little, fluffy bug.”

Despite the many treats you gave them (apples and bananas you brought with you for picnic purposes), the bunnies soon became bored with you, and they hopped into the bushes, disappearing among the leaves.

You waved your hand farewell to your furry friends, yelling, "Bye, babies, stay safe! Oh, boy! It was so exciting and nice!"

"That was nice indeed. A little odd, but nice. I'd never seen wild rabbits so close to humans. Perhaps they had rabies?" Jake shrugged his shoulders casually.

Khonshu got up from his seat and improved his grip on his staff as he said, "If they had rabies, you'd be bitten by those little beasts already, Lockley."

You tilted your head, looking at Jake after eating your sandwich. "How can you say such a thing? Nothing odd about that, they were looking for friends, and they found us. I bet they sensed good vibes from me."

Lockley snorted loudly and shook his head in disbelief. “Would you mind if I reminded you that the first bunny chose me over you?"

You crossed your hands over your chest. "You're being cruel to me."

"Y/N, I'm just telling the truth."

"Stop arguing, kids," Khonshu said as he returned to the blanket. "The only way to make Y/N happy again is to get her a bunny."

Jake rolled his eyes, snorting louder. "There's no way I'll let a bag of bones and furry flesh roam around my apartment."

Making the cutest puppy eyes you could muster, you looked at your boyfriend; you knew Jake couldn't refuse them. “Baby, I promise I'll keep the flat tidy, and I'll care for the bunny, and I'll prevent it from destroying the walls and cords, and I'll feed it, so you won't have to worry!" You finally earned a loud groan from Jake after staring at him for a few minutes.

“Bien entonces, déjalo ser,” Jake sighed.

Immediately, you threw yourself on Jake's lap, wrapping your arms around his neck and planting kisses all over his face with a loud squeaks of happiness. "Thank you, thank you, thank you! You're the best!"

As Khonshu observed the scene, he chuckled to himself.

"Te juro, vas a matarme un día de estos, estoy seguro,” Jake whispered deeply, giving you one of the tightest embraces you have ever experienced. “I love you, my little bunny.”

SPANISH TRANSLATIONS: Él está aquí con nosotros - he’s here with us

Gracias, cariño - thank you, sweetheart

Nena - babe

… y ella quiere adoptar todos ellos y consentirlos con buena comida - … and she wants to adopt all of them and spoil them with good food

En serio, Y/N, ¿qué coño? - seriously, Y/N, what the hell?

¡De ninguna manera, nena! - no way, babe!

Bien entonces, déjalo ser - well then, let it be

Te juro, vas a matarme un día de estos, estoy seguro - I swear, you're going to kill me one of these days, I'm sure

𝓓𝓪𝔂 27 - Love Bites || Tighnari x fem!reader

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Summary: Hide hickeys isn't always a good idea, especially when your boyfriend wants the entire world to know who you belong to.

Warnings: smut

Word count: 461

Author: Cass

A/N: The prompt for today is: Biting

Tighnari can bite.

You can't say it bothers you all that much. Actually, you're probably used to it by now.

Each of your personal activities results in one or more bite marks on your body.

It's not a big deal because you can easily hide the evidence under your clothes so no one can tease you, but it did catch Tighnari's attention.

After all, he's doing this to ensure that everyone knows you're his and that you remember the nights you spent with him... but you conceal them?! Oh, he won't put up with this kind of behavior. Of course, he already knows how to solve this minor issue.

As simple as it is for you to conceal the bite marks, you prefer to expose your neck and shoulders to the world. It is more of a personal preference, which he intends to use against you.

This night is no different from any other.

Tighnari always knows how to get to you, so you end up face down and assuaged as he pounds you hard.

As he hits all the right spots inside you, his every thrust makes you see stars. He perfectly fills you up, as evidenced by the bulge in your belly. Tighnari's fingers play with your clit, teasing the sensitive bundle of nerves just to make you moan for him louder.

You dare to whimper as his teeth sink into the soft skin of your shoulder, leaving an indelible mark. Then you feel the same thing on your neck before he moves to the opposite side and bites into your neck and shoulder again.

"Now, let's see what you're going to do about these," he purrs into your ear before biting into your nape.

This actually pushes you over the edge, and you start moaning his name as if it is a prayer.

Tighnari proudly smiles at the sensation of your walls squeezing him. He quickly follows your release, filling you to the brim with his cum.

Oh, he hadn't finished with you yet!

The next day, you frown at yourself in the mirror.

Your neck is covered in teeth marks and other signs of a wild night that you can't easily conceal. Fortunately, your shoulders appear to be in good condition.

You sigh and dig through your clothes, eventually finding a bandana. You can at least use it until your neck looks more presentable.

Tighnari approaches you as soon as you put on the bandana and snatches it off. "This will come in handy today, Y/N. In addition, your neck looks fantastic today. There's no need to conceal it," before walking away, he shrugs.

You sigh again as you watch him leave, mentally preparing for a long day at work full of strange questions.

𝓓𝓪𝔂 24 - Blossomed Like a Rosebud || Leto Atreides x f!reader

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Summary: It is impossible to refuse Duke Leto's order, especially when you share the same feelings for him as he does for you.

Warnings: smut (oral - f receiving)

Word count: ~ 1035

Author: Fenrir

A/N: The prompt for today is: Lingerie

Leto's hand was on your knee, a gentle squeeze every now and then, and, occasionally, his hand would gently, ever so gently, smooth across the inside of your leg.

Your talking kept going on and on; businesses couldn't solve themselves. It was you who were open and free, whereas he was a bit more reserved and cautious. The leadership position was a very important thing for him, one he worked so hard for. Leto hated to lose control of his demeanor in public. As you sat in the canteen of the headquarters, he acted as boldly under the tablecloth as he would out in the open. After a little love peck on the cheek, he leaned over and kissed you. 

The energy between you flowed freely as you smiled and leaned into him.

You turned Leto's head to meet his lips the next time he leant into you. The way he told you no was very soft, yet he was certain of what he was doing. 

As you turned to face the center of the canteen, his lips pressed against your neck, a little nibble, and then his tongue touched your skin.

Before you could react, the Duke nibbled at your neck and teased your earlobe with his tongue.

Dropping your hand under the tablecloth, you caressed his leg. As you looked into his eyes, he looked deeply and solemnly into yours. There were no words spoken, but you could feel the energy telling you that you were the center of the universe for him today, that he would satisfy all your senses, and that was all that mattered to you.

Your formal pencil skirt found extra slack as Leto's hand moved a bit bolder up your leg; your head found his shoulder. His fingers were softly and gently walking up the inside of your leg. As he approached your covered treasure, he could feel its heat and moisture; his hand retreated as he whispered, "Follow me, that's an order."

Although the darkened room was close to your meeting place, you had no memory of how you got there.

A lamp lit the room, and the only sound was the air conditioner; it was cold, but you liked it that way. 

As Leto kissed you deeply, he pulled you into his arms. 

Your tongue teased his teeth as you responded with a throaty moan.

His hands were strong. His hands moved over your back as his head shifted, a sensation you hadn't expected in his arms. He moved his mouth to the left side of your neck, then to the right side. "No marks," he whispered somewhere in there, and you knew he wasn't kidding.

In his embrace, he cupped your firm, sexy bottom in his hands and squeezed you lovingly as he moved his lips back to yours. The buttons on your shirt seemed to open by themselves as he placed his hands on your shirt; your belt was undone shortly after, and soon you were only in your sexy, red lingerie as you stood in Duke's arms. As you reached up to his buttons, Leto stopped you and stepped back for a moment. His dark eyes were scanning your body, admiring the way your lingerie was covering the sweetest spots. The heat emanating from his chest against your back was felt as he took your back in his arms after a while. Starting at your lips and moving to your neck, he kissed you passionately. Your bra was released by his hands as your arms dropped and the straps fell between them. Leto was still holding you tightly. After kissing your chin and the front of your neck, his mouth turned to your left and lowered and found your nipple. 

A deep moan escaped you. It felt like a butterfly fluttering its wings on your breast as his tongue was so soft, warm, passionate, caressing your sensitive flesh.

Your stomach churned as the mouth moved again, nibbling down your torso and kissing softly. The feeling of being walked backwards was overwhelming. 

Soon after, Leto was on his knees in front of you, his arms around your waist.

Your satin pants were damp, sticky, and steamy as he put his hands around your waist. In removing them, he was deliberate and you were impatient.

You were being pulled down by Duke's hands. Trustingly, you sank and found that the bed was beneath you. Softly and lovingly, his hands cupped your bottom. As he kissed your wonderfully full breasts again, you sat on the edge of the bed. You felt his breath on your knee as he laid you back on the bed. 

The inside of your leg was kissed and nibbled, first the left leg, then the right one. From the sensitive spot just above your knee joint, he kissed the inside of your thigh. His hands moved your legs; he draped your calves over his shoulders. For the Duke Leto Atreides, you blossomed like a rosebud in full bloom.

He moved his mouth towards your middle, pushing your panties aside with his calloused fingers.

The softness and the firmness of the sensation made you gasp. The tongue of Leto was stuck in your pussy, withdrawing repeatedly. Again, you let out a deep moan. His tongue probed as deeply as possible inside you to remove your nectar and then moved to your special spot. His tongue was more effective than any toy or your own hand; he massaged your clitoris, holding it gently between his lips and buzzing it vigorously with his tongue. Leto's eyes never left yours.

As the tongue kept taking you closer to new heights you were not aware of, he held your soft ass cheeks in his hands to anchor you to his face, grunting from time to time at the sweetness of your juices.

You screamed and humped his face as he remained in your spot of pleasure until you calmed down, his name was the only thing to leave your parted lips. While holding you firmly in his arms, he returned to your previous conversation from the canteen like nothing had happened.

Your fervent hope was that Duke Leto would let you return the favor.

𝓓𝓪𝔂 19 - A Little Messing Around || Jonathan Levy x fem!reader

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Summary: You are surprised by an unexpected visit from Jonathan.

Warnings: smut (unprotected)

Word count: ~  950

Author: Fenrir

A/N: The prompt for today is: Table Sex

After getting home, you took off your shirt; wearing just a bra was much more comfortable for you. As loud as you could, you put your Spotify playlist on shuffle and grabbing a spoon, you spun around the kitchen, shouting and dancing to the lyrics; you didn't even hear the front door open. It took him a second for you to realise he was behind you, clasping your waist with his hands. After a few seconds, you came to a halt and leaned back against his chest.

Jonathan whispered into your ear, "What are you doing?"

Smirking, you said, "Enjoying myself, messing around a bit."

Jonathan's hands tightened around you; the way your hips pushed back into his wasn't by accident. “Is it okay if I mess around with you?" He whispered right next to your ear.

Your response was to push your ass back even more into him and tilt your head so he could see more of your neck.

Jonathan whispered "Good girl," before grabbing your hair, turning you so he could kiss, suck, and lick his way up your neck. Your body turned so that you were flush against each other when he met your lips.

As you swiped your tongue over his lips and embraced him, he lightly dragged his nails across your back, making you shiver a little. With his other hand, Jonathan grabbed your ass and pushed his growing erection against you. The hand on your back drifted to your bra. Jonathan removed the clasp skillfully, as he had done many times before, and you stepped back from each other.

As you slid it off your arms, it hit the ground.

When he looked at the fading hickeys on your tits, he thought of the last time he had been alone with you and smirked at the memory.

Both of you moved towards each other at the same time.

Immediately, you reached for his cock, while Jonathan went for your tits; he made contact with your nipples and brushed his thumbs over them, causing them to harden from your arousal.

It was already difficult for you to focus on stroking him through his jeans.

You stopped Jonathan from replacing one of his hands with his mouth on your tit. Your only comment was, "Less clothing," as you discarded Jonathan's shirt.

He quickly undid your button and zipper and pulled down your shorts; you were in nothing but a light white thong. He brought his hand down on your ass, fondling the soft flesh; he then pulled the flimsy thong down around your ankles. Before picking you up, he only gave you a warning glance. Putting you on the edge of the table, Jonathan gently pressed on your chest, and you lay back. He knelt on the floor and spread your legs; holding your thighs, he gently ran his tongue up your pussy. You moaned loudly after he did this a few times and focused on your clit. He was incredibly skilled with his mouth, and you were close in no time at all. As he continued to go down on you, he repositioned himself to finger you. He picked up the pace when your breathing stopped and your back arched, and he pushed his finger deep inside you; he didn't stop licking your clit, making you twitch during your orgasm.

Once he was done, you sat up. "Can I suck your cock?" You already knew his answer.

Jonathan winked and stood up. "Of course you can, baby. You're delicious."

As you slid off the table and onto your knees, you pulled off his jeans and underwear in one motion, freeing his hard cock; you stroked him a few times before licking the head of his cock without breaking eye contact.

Jonathan let out a low groan at the sight. "That's my girl."

You licked and sucked up and down his shaft, tasting cum on your tongue as you did so. With as much of his thick cock as you could fit in your mouth, you moved your tongue around, making him twitch and grab your shoulder.

With the other hand, Jonathan pulled your hair so you stopped and looked into his eyes. Taking you by surprise, he caught you in a kiss, forced you to get up, and picked you up to place you on the edge of the wooden table.

You moaned loudly as he spread your legs wider and made them wrap around his hips before pushing his cock into your pussy.

Jonathan bounced his hips back and forth, making you lie on the table as he pushed on your chest. You were so tight and so wet for him. To deepen the angle he was fucking you in, he picked up one of your legs and rested it against his chest. After a while, he slowed his hips and held you just on the edge of your orgasm.

You whimpered, arching your back more, "Oh, Jonathan, I need to cum."

One of his hands moved up your chest, palming one of your tits as he whispered, "Whatever you wish, beautiful." His pace increased; the table creaked from the force of his thrusts, rocking back and forth along with his movements. He rolled his head back in an overwhelming sense of pleasure and whispered, "I'm going to cum."

"Cum for me, baby," you pleaded, rising and lowering your hips to meet all of his thrusts.

Instead of cumming within your tight pussy, Jonathan withdrew, grabbed his throbbing member, and jerked himself a few times, cumming with a loud grunt on your belly.

Observing his blissful expression, you licked your lips. “I love you,” you told him.

Almost breathless, he replied, "I love you too."

𝓓𝓪𝔂 26 - A Good Boss || Santiago “Pope” Garcia x fem!reader

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Summary: Consider a scenario in which you and your boss are into each other. It doesn't happen very often, right? Now imagine that your boss is Santiago Pope Garcia, and he already knows you better than anyone else on the operational team…

Warnings: smut without plot (unprotected)

Word count: ~ 1010

Author: Fenrir

A/N: The prompt for today is: Wall Sex First-person narrative style is used in this fic

Santiago Garcia was watching me; he watched me constantly nowadays; he was the head of the operation I was part of; he was the same man who had me standing over his desk not a week ago, pleading for his cum.

Here he was, practically eye-fucking me. It's just a matter of getting your work done, you moron, I thought to myself. Don't pay attention to him, ignore him, pretend he doesn't exist. 

I got absolutely nothing done during the rest of the day, my mind drifting to that night. Because I was staring at my screen so hard, I didn't notice that the rest of our team had left. As I finish packing up, I rush to the door. I hear him call out to me as I walk past his office. My heart races as I turn to him. "Yes, Mr Garcia?"

As he saunters to the door frame, grinning, he takes his time looking at me from top to bottom; after what seems like an eternity, he responds, "Why have you ignored me the entire day?"

Looking him square in the eye, I say, "You know why, it was a mistake, it shouldn't have happened." 

I remember you enjoying yourself quite a bit," Santiago whispers, grazing the back of my cheek with his fingers.

Glaring at him, I smack his hand away. "That doesn't mean shit, and you know it. Fuck you for thinking otherwise, you cocky bastard." Turning, I turn to walk out, but am thrown against the wall before I could go too far.

"Quite a mouth on you, I like it better when you moan my name," he closes in on me and pushes me against the wall, mouth close to my ear, one hand resting on the wall beside my face, the other trailing down my chest.

I try to leave again, but his hand flies to my throat.

Santiago whispers into my ear, nipping at my lobe, "I know you have been thinking about it. Don't deny it."

With a struggle, I spit out, "I haven't. I don't care about cocky, self-centered idiots."

Suddenly, I'm yanked into his office, the door closing behind us. He warns, "I'll fuck you until you're too tired even to speak."

As our lips crash together, I try desperately to get him off me, but he is just too strong for me.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I ask.

My chest presses into the wood as Garcia forces me onto the desk. Kicking my legs apart, I curse myself for wearing a skirt that day, hating that he was right - this is exactly what I wanted, as evidenced by the damp spot on my underwear. 

He pulls my underwear off without warning, tearing my cry from me; he plunges a finger into me, up to his knuckle, with full, unhindered access.

As I recall the last time I was bent over this desk, my cunt flutters around the intrusion as I moan loudly like a whore.

Adding another finger, he scissors me open; at least he had the courtesy to work me open first. As he continues to fuck me, pleasure starts to rise; adding another finger, he continues to fuck me with his fingers.

As I turn my head to look at Santiago, I see his bulge clearly visible as he stares intently at his fingers.

I whimper, the pleasure almost reaching its peak. As I pressed back against him, he thrusts his fingers faster, forcing me back down onto the desk. He pulls out completely just as my orgasm crests.

In a chuckle, Santiago pulls himself out of his pants and says, "You don't get to cum until I tell you." Rubbing his engorged cock against my slit, my hips pitch uncontrollably.

You are a wanton whore. Does your superior teasing you with his cock turn you on, Y/N?"

Almost unable to contain myself, I moan, "Fuck you." Just as my pleasure started up again, I shout as he pushes to the hilt inside of me.

It feels like I'm being torn apart, his thick length filling me, his pink bulbous head kissing my cervix; I swear I can feel every vein, his balls pressing firmly against my clitoral region.

Then, he pulled out up to the tip, pressing a hand against my spine, setting a punishing pace, skin slapping against skin, desk making horrific sounds as it rocks with Santiago's every hard push.

Garcia flips me onto my back and hooks my legs onto his shoulders.

My juices leak down the crack of my ass as Santiago smacks his dick onto my mound.

He pushes back into me as he looks at me, continuing his slow pace; he keeps my gaze, and every time I close my eyes, he smacks my cunt, causing a whimper; he takes pleasure in my moans, taking pleasure at the fact that I hadn't cum yet, basking in my pleasured frustrations. His arms are tightly wrapped around my waist as he lifts my almost ragdoll body against the wall, continuing to pound furiously. “You like that, don’t you?” Santiago asks, pressing his lips down on my earlobe as he grunts in my ear. “You like having me inside, huh?” His strong hands hold my ass firmly, keeping me from falling.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I let him use and abuse me the entire time. “Oh, fuck, Santiago, fuck, yes!” I make sure my legs are tightly wrapped around his snapping hips.

"Cum on my thick cock, little one," he encourages.

In my orgasm, I clench so hard that he is nearly forced out. Electricity shocks through every nerve in my body as I roll my head back, resting it against the wall.

In one final thrust, Santiago grasps my neck with his teeth, filling me with his warm seed. Every rope splashes against my cervix, filling me to the brim as Santiago lets out a loud grunt of satisfaction. "Well, we see you're capable of being a good girl if you want to be."

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We've survived a lot, including the Tumblr 2018 purge (and a few hours this year when we thought the Tumblr porn ban had been reinstated) 😈 We faced hatred, but it did not break our spirits, willingness and passion for writing.

We've gained hundreds of regular followers over the years, who have stuck with us through good & bad, showing us their love and support while expecting nothing in return. We want you to know, our dear, beloved readers, that we love you all unconditionally and that we are here where we are currently only thanks to you and your support. We will be eternally grateful ❤️🙏

We hope you will stay with us for another six years (or until the very end of Tumblr 😂)

Hugs from the PaperPanda team 🐼🐼🐼🐼