I Segretti del Mio Cuore.

I'm afraid of the idea of a full life.

I want to drown mine,

want to run its face under water

until it understands that I haven't lived well.

I want life to stare out the window

waiting for the welfare check -

You laugh at her look of horror, nodding between bites of your food. "Yeah! I mean, the whole captain of an elite task force thing is a good cover, but if you look past that he's cute!"

You receive a scrunched up, judgmental look in return, "what, like attractive? Cute as in you want to kiss him??"

"Cute as in I wanna squish his cheeks." You sigh, just thinking about that captain makes you feel all giddy "his cheeks are so round when he smiles, and his mustache makes him look like a cute walrus!"

Before your friend can counter, you're already standing up from your seat, really getting into it. You stand, hands coming up to mimic a phantom-vest "and he does this thing where he holds his vest and rocks heel to toe, heel to toe!! Its so cute!"

You mimic the motion, only stopping when your other friend pulls you back into your seat because people started staring. Still, you tack on with a laugh "I'm serious! Captain price is just so cute! He's like an adorable puppy!"

Across the room, price is staring daggers into your back with a beet red face. He slowly takes his hands off the straps of his vest and stops rocking. Embarrassed and...something else by you calling him cute.

He takes his time enjoying you. Kisses into your mouth and runs his tongue along your teeth, hands smoothing along your skin like he's learning every bump and crease for the first time. You're practically sitting in a puddle of your own arousal when he finally hooks your knees over his shoulder and—

"John...did you...did you just fucking sniff me!?!?" You prop up on your hands, face burning and trying to shuffle away in embarrassment "what the hell!"

"Fuckin' hold still, christ kid—" price grunts, hooking a forearm around your thighs and hauling you right back into position. He glares up at you, already dipping back down "what? I can't enjoy you anymore? Fuckin' missed the smell of your cunt—"

"John! That's gross!" You gasp, only to freeze and moan when he licks a fat strip across you. He rumbles in delight, going back in for another lick, nose pressed right against your clit and inhaling your scent.

"Don't care." He has the care to at least rub a soothing palm up your side, "been' surrounded by stench for the past month. Needed this, christ love—"

He spends hours down there, refusing to move even while you catch a break between rounds. It's only when you threaten to wear the perfume he hates that he actually fucks you. Still, his nose is tucked into the crook of your neck the whole time, all to pleased you still use the body wash he likes.

It’s the kind that presses against your throat

teaching you to swallow every reaction before it escapes.

You learn to read moods like weather patterns

to brace for storms that shouldn’t be yours to endure.

And after a while, you stop asking why.

You just shrink yourself down to whatever size keeps you safest

thinking about pussy drunk!miguel who agrees to everything you say as long as you keep fucking him like that<33

WARNINGS: NSFW 18+ ONLY, SPOILERS? i guess?, NO use of y/n f!reader, rough unprotected sex, riding, swearing, ooc!miguel probably, messy & lazy writing you already know:)), not proofread

a/n : it's been a LOOONG time since I wrote smut so please keep in mind that it's gonna be trash LMFAO (also i know i have a ton of requests in my inbox but i couldn't help myself with this man, this just came to me)

English is not my first language so I apologize in advance for any misspells, errors or grammatically incorrect sentences.

banner credit : @cafekitsune

“Miguel, are you even listening to me?” you pout down at him, the rolling of your hips never stopping.

“Shit-not particularly no.” he hisses when he feels you squeeze around him, and you run your hands up and down his chest as you tilt your head. “Miles has a point y'know. Maybe you should hear him out.”

Miguel is so lost at the feel of your pussy that he can hardly hear anything beside the sound of skin meeting skin, and his heartbeat pounding in his ears. He can barely keep his eyes open, but he forces himself just to watch your pretty cunt swallow up his cock greedily, his mouth open and brows furrowed prettily.

“Miguel!” you whine out both in exasperation and pleasure, and he groans out your own name lowly, raising his hips to meet the rolls of your own. “Just like that, bebita, s'fucking good f'r me..”

“You're still-fuck- not listening…” you moan, grinding down at him, feeling tears gather in your eyes when you see Miguel lick the pad of his thumb, eyes hooded and so fucking dumb, just to bring his hand to your clit and rub figure eights messily. 

“How can I? Pussy's squeezing me so well- mierda.. y're killin' me,” he clamps a hand on your hip to help guide you against his cock, his other messing up his hair as he runs it through his damp locks, sweat running down his eyebrow. 

and watch the stars with me

while you hold the shovel

that buries me in earth.

-Eat Your Dirt Cake-

"Come on Si... pretty please? We can be quick."

The man before you groaned, tilting his head back and forth as if weighing the options. The rumble from his chest near animalistic. A sure sign at how close it was to nightfall.

"Lovie you know we can't... what if you get hurt."

You tug at his shirt. Pulling him close for a kiss. Feeling the warmth radiating from him. Even more than usual. Spreading down your fingers tips and making your skin buzz.

"We'll be so quick. I just know I won't see you for a few days... I need you now..."

He cursed as he lifted you up into his arms. Strong hands catching your thighs so your cunt was pressed to the burning bulge throbbing through his jeans. Carrying you to the bed with an ease that still astounded you.

"Just ten minutes... Then I really have to go. I can't be around you... when..."

Those ten minutes quickly turned to twenty. Then thirty. Then suddenly an hour had passed and the orange sky out the window had turned to inky darkness. Perhaps it was the animal clawing at his rib cage to escape that was distracting him, or perhaps he was just truly that obsessed with your cunt.

Simon growled low in your ear as he fucked you from behind. His thrusts slick with your arousal. Dragging through your walls in the most delicious way. His nose pressed to your spine, panting against your skin.

You first noticed something was wrong when there was a sharp sting at your hips. Those strong hands digging into your skin as his claws sharpened.

"Ah... Simon..." You could barely speak. The man's eager rutting seeming to pick up on speed. Not only speed, but force too. Fucking you nearly off the bed.

The moment you got too far away he snarled. A deep, primal noise that surely no human could make. Dragging you back to him. Spearing his cock deep. Much deeper than you'd ever felt him before. The breath punched out of you as each new thrust seemed to slam right against your cervix. He felt impossibly big. It was actually starting to hurt a little.

"Si... Wait..."

The full weight of him pressed down. Pinning you to the bed. Turning your head to the side you got a blurry sight of dirty blonde fur. The nose against your back turned wet. Drool pooling in the dips of your spine.

You couldn't see him properly. But you could definitely feel him. Inhumanly hot. Monstrously big. Fucking into your cunt like a proper animal.

A cry was pulled from your lips as your poor cunt was suddenly stretched beyond what you thought was possible. A large bump pushing inside. Only to be tugged out again. And it seemed to be growing as well. Thrusts becoming shallower as the knot got caught at your entrance. Finally it swelled large enough to be fully stuck inside you. Hot spurts of cum following soon after. More than your Simon had ever filled you with before. He wasn't just orgasming, but breeding. And fuck if it didn't make you needy. If you were totally pinned you'd reach down to finish yourself off. But this beast was heavy.

There was a pleased huff above you. The scarred muzzle of your boyfriend turned werewolf rubbing against your shoulder. Before he went properly limp. So relaxed from his climax that he had fallen fast asleep. With you pinned below him, cock still stuck inside, plugging you full.

see the way i languish for you

your scent upon my sheets

some tempestuous lingering

i want to know the feel of you

your fingers in my mouth

see the way i burn for you

covert and lavish in the night

when all universes align

you materialize unadorned

i need you in your natural form

you’re shivering, teeth clattering as you wrap your arms around yourself and step in front of könig, who will immediately open his arms and welcome you in his hold, the skin at the sides of his eyes wrinkling as he smiles softly behind his hood

you’ll turn into your ferret form, small limbs giving a full body shake on the ground before you critter over to his legs, small claws grabbing onto his pants as you crawl over him, little body quickly scaling up until you reach his chest, you wrap around his neck under the hood and let out a few satisfied noises as his natural body heat warms you up

all that is left of you is tethered to a tremor.

your absence widens, and keeps on widening until we are finally separate.

the gulf between us is a star-fed river.

the gulf between us is a light-starved chasm.

I watch you convulse, collapse into yourself.

you, a soft nebulous shadow that grows warm and bright, incandescent, from a seed.

so quiet. so very quiet.

you spin away in the vacuum of space. pulse light. scintillate morse code answers.

i hear the silence.

i hear everything you want to say.

is there something we can do? an angle?

well, this website says if i shift my body like this-

oh god ow ow stop s-

oh shit are you ok im so sorry! i wish this felt better for you... i was really excited!

no girl it's fine, you're so nice! i'm glad i got to meet you and hang out even if the sex doesn't really work!

should we just call it off? im totally free tonight so if you want to just chill i'm totally game for that!

yeah, let's! just go ahead and get yourself out of me and we'll doordash some food or something. does that sound alright?

sure! let me just-

ugh-

so. um.

hey.

yes im fucking stuck im so sorry

jeez. do you think you can try pulling- SHIT FUCK OW DONT PULL STOP STOP IT OW- ok yeah so that's not going to work.

sorry