#benito fluff

translated spanish.

your lips hovered against the mic, bentio’s palms slithering up the sides of your leg . the lyrics of the song you were taught to sing fell from your lips , he had chosen you specially to sing some adlibs on an upcoming song . your voice was slick , your moans were music alone & he knew the melody all too well .

you stood, blindfolded and stripped down to your panties , lost in the feeling of his bulge underneath the rich fabric of his pants, pressed up against your ass . you rested your hands on top of his , feeling the softness of his knuckles and the large rings he was wearing on his fingers .

benito shakes one hand away, dipping his fingers into your panties , his breath thick with desire against your neck . he gets exactly what he wants from you by rubbing your clit, “ be loud for me ? please mami ? ”

you oblige him as he keeps a steady pace , knowing you love what he’s doing with the way your knees start to buckle , breathing hitched and caught in your throat . he grinds into you , burying two fingers inside, leaving his thumb to trace circles in the spot you loved the most .

“ ah fuck ,” you whine, bringing a hand behind his head, letting him kiss at your neck now . your fingers intertwined in his soft black curls , “ just like that . ” you shiver , a water fall coming onto benito’s fingers . you falling apart in his hands , staggering moans filling the recorded tracks . one of his favorite touches to his songs .

and it doesn’t stop there , for the next few hours of very much needed & worthwhile studio time benito spends his time bullying his heavy cock into you , his laps of nut dripping down your thigh making you feel warm and slippery , your moans making the perfect transition to incoherent babbles . just what he needed . he suck’s and kisses on your neck whispering i love you’s & thank you’s to his pretty good luck charm .

translated spanish.

you sat next to benito at an angle, the point of the luxuriously decorated table separating the two of you. the restaurant was themed with vibrant pinks and blues and more tropical colors, stained glass fish swimming the walls and the strong aroma of fresh food filling your nose . was this a dream ?

for the past hour or so you’d been chatting with the face you’d gotten familiar with only at night, behind closed eyelids . he leaned closely, whispering in your ear “ te ves tan hermosa esta noche, ” one hand , soft like the petal of a flower , caressed your knee “ the lights shine perfectly on your skin. ” his smile is kind and his eyes are interested - like something straight from a trending video , except that this was a moment curated intimately just for you .

you cheesed , trying not to smile too hard but not being able to help it . your brain short circuited , wanting to grasp every word and remember it like a script . “ thank you, ” you pause thinking of how to properly convey your feelings , you lean forward a little more toward his ear , “ tú eres la hermosa para mí .” the artist leans backward in a small shock , “ ¿sabes mucho español?” he giggles , “ esperaba only.. a little bit.” he gestures a small amount with his fingers , the two of you laugh together . “ well, i studied a little and took a few classes in escuela secundaria . ”

he hums , “ ¿estudias bien? me gusta eso . ” he squeezes your knee.

“ soy estudioso. ” you laugh.

“ siéntete cómodo, pide lo que quieras, ¿sí? ” you nod your head excitedly.

you didn’t know how many hours and drinks had passed by, lost in the joy of the nightlife and fine dining of Miami , not to forget the art of a man in front of you. The two of you had gotten a lot more comfortable with each other, his hand resting on the side of your thighs now and he’d complimented the dress you’d worn plenty of times that night .

he politely kisses your neck, “ desearía poder llevarte conmigo esta noche, ” benito rubs your forearm with his other hand, “ will i see you again ? ”

you play coy, shrugging “ you want to see me again? ” the two of you hold eye contact. the look in his eyes melting you from the inside, a flutter shooting through your stomach then down in between your legs.

“ por supuesto, ” he brings a kiss to your cheek, “ i’ll take care of everything, disfruté esto. i loved your videos. ” he refers to the short videos you’d made gaining the attention of thousands as well as the heart throb himself .

“ really ? ” you feel hot at the thought of him on your account.

“ sí, me gustaría conocerte mejor. ”

your eyes widen slightly with intrigue, “ i feel the same. ”