#blasphemouswrites

it was the kind of morning that just made everything feel easy.

no schedule, no shoots or filming, just the white sheets wrapped around the both of you and pedro to yourself.

it was rare really — having days like this. pedro — your boyfriend — worked too damn hard for his own good, always having a shoot to attend, a set to be at or an interview to go to. a man like him with a public image like that rarely had time to spend with his girl, but this morning things were different, and you had something on your mind.

pedro was still asleep, sprawled out on his stomach, bare biceps on display and an arm thrown lazily across your waist as he snored softly into the pillow, a habit you’d grown to love about him despite your misophonia.

you gently removed his arm from your waist, rolling him over onto his back and smiling softly when he grunted at the movement in his sleep.

you took a second to just admire him. relaxed, sleeping, yours. his hair was mussed from bed, his tanned face screwed up a little from whatever dream he must’ve been having. you reached over and ran a hand through his messy curls, scratching gently at his scalp and watching the way he leaned into your touch like a purring cat.

you swung a leg over his hip, straddling him without putting your full weight on him. you leaned down and kissed around his chest, kissing a circle around one of his nipples. “wake up,” you whispered, smiling when he groaned softly, his eyes fluttering open.

“mmm,” he hummed softly, shaking his head no.

“mhm,” you nodded, kissing your way back up to his mouth. you pressed your mouth to his own, being met with a soft groan. “wakey wakey.” you mumbled against his lips.

“mm,” he pulled back and squeezed his eyes shut. “i’ll wake up if it’s you telling me that we’re staying in bed all day.” he offered stubbornly, a slow smile creeping onto his lips.

“well, it’s something along those lines, actually. just a little.. less lazy.”

that made him crack an eye open.

a cheeky looking smile crossed his face as he rolled you both over, climbing on top of you with a grunt. “really?” he chuckled, looking like a damn kid in a candy store. “what kinda something were you thinking?” he asked, resting his chin on one of your covered breasts.

you flushed, swallowing thickly as you suddenly felt extremely nervous about what you were going to ask him. he was your boyfriend and you’d been together for almost two years now yet you still hadn’t the balls to ask him to fuck your ass straight up.

it was different, taboo even, doing something as out of the ordinary as this. you giggled and brought both hands up to cover your face, shaking your head in embarrassment.

pedro barked out a laugh, peppering kisses around your clothed chest and smushing his nose into your t-shirt. “please tell me — pretty please?”

“it’s embarrassing.” you whined.

pedro sighed through his nose and reached up to peel your palms away from your face, being met with your red cheeks.

god, you were adorable.

“c’mon, tell me. it doesn’t matter what it is, I promise i won’t laugh.” he said gently, his wide, playful smile drifting into a much softer, coaxing one. he brought one of your hands to his face and pressed a kiss to one of your knuckles.

you huffed, taking a breath to stabilise yourself a little. “okay. but before I say it, i promise it’s okay if you aren’t into it, it’s just.. i’ve never done it before and i thought it’d be fun.” you breathed.

“okay..” he replied, coaxing you to continue.

you brought a hand down to run through his hair, almost as if you just needed something to keep your hand busy to stop the overwhelming embarrassment you were feeling about asking this fucking question. “i was just wondering if you’d wanna try like.. anal? like I’ve heard it can feel really good if you prep properly and.. have good technique or whatever.”

pedro blinked, not put off just clearly not expecting.. that.

he wasn’t opposed to it, god there was nothing he’d love more than to try it. but there was always that worry about not doing it right and hurting you somehow. that would be last goddamn thing he’d wanna do. but then again, it wasn’t his first rodeo. he had done it before with some other people before you and.. no complaints.

you both weren’t complete strangers to butt stuff after all. matter of fact, sometimes if pedro had you on your belly while he was eating your pussy, sometimes he’d slide up and give your asshole a teasing lick or gentle kiss. or if he was fucking you in doggy style, sometimes he’d slick his finger up and thumb at your ass a little. and you seemed to enjoy it, clearly a lot considering you wanted him to go all the way with you.

“well?” you asked a little impatiently, clearly stressed about his silence.

“shit, yeah, sorry baby. i was just thinking.” he apologised, pressing a kiss just over your heart. “i mean, if this is something you seriously want to do, i’m totally behind it. but I don’t want you to feel pressured.”

your throat tightened a little at how sickeningly tender he always was with things like this. always putting your comfort first.

“i promise it’s what i want.” you whispered.

pedro smirked, stroking the apple of your cheek with his thumb. “well, you know i’ll give you anything you want.”

“you’re sure?” pedro asked for the thousandth time as he kissed his way down your lower back. you were now sprawled on your hands and knees, t-shirt off and in just your cotton panties from last night as pedro pressed some extra kisses around your hips, still in his attire from last night which included just a pair of boxers.

“absolutely positive, pedro.” you replied with a giggle, appreciating his checking up all the same. it was nice to know that there wasn’t any rush. that you could both take as much time as you needed and that you didn’t have to hesitate to stop him if you felt you needed to.

“okay,” he whispered, settling on his knees behind you and gently tugging on the waistband of your underwear. “can we take these off?”

you let out a dreamy sigh and arched back into his hand. “uh huh. yes please, baby.” you muttered, knowing he needed to hear your words.

“good girl.” he praised before trailing your underwear down your backside and thighs until you were completely bare for him — pussy and asshole uncovered, your pretty opening glistening with arousal that must have been building all morning, your other hole practically winking at him.

“you’re so beautiful back here, baby,” he murmured, spreading open your cheeks and leaning in to press a kiss to your already-slick clit. “wanna eat your pussy and pretty little ass before i get started with my cock. does that sound good?”

“yeah.. sounds so good.” you heard the click of a plastic bottle open — the lube that pedro had picked up a while back that you’d both barely used. it was cherry flavoured, which you found kinda cute. at least then he could taste you while slicking you up. you also found it adorable that he’d picked your favourite flavour in candy for the lubricant.

pedro shook the bottle a little before pouring out some of the oily liquid over your asshole and pussy — not that your cunt really needed it, you always succeeded in making a mess for him. you moaned at the feeling of the hot oil spilling over your most intimate areas, the tingling sensation of your asshole when the oil settled into it.

pedro leaned in, taking his time in licking a stripe all the way from your clit to your tight, relatively untouched ring of muscle. he lingered there a little — flattening his tongue and moving his head around in circles. you clenched a little at the still pretty foreign feeling but when you felt Pedro’s hand travel up to the back of your thigh, stroking the skin there every so gently, you released that tension, letting out a breathy moan as you allowed yourself to feel that tingling sensation as his tongue licked around your hole.

his hand came up to your clit, gently rolling ir between two of his fingers as his tongue lapped up your asshole. the double stimulation was enough to make you drop your head into your folded arms, back arching into his face while he ate you like a man starved.

“oh, pedro,” you cried softly, feeling him trail his lips back down to your aching core and latching his lips around your clit, suckling gently while circling your asshole with his thumb. “feel’s so good.”

“i’m so glad, baby,” he murmured against your cunt, pressing his thumb a little harder to the taut ring of muscles. his thumb managed to slide past that ring with the lubrication from before. it was no more than inch if even but still felt a little sharp. more of an achy sting as he held his thumb there, giving you some time to adjust and focusing on that bundle of nerves. suckling and flicking it with his tongue. “just wanna work you open a little, okay? I don’t want you to be in pain.”

you let out a sharp breath but quickly relaxed into the feeling, distracted from the stimulation on your sensitive clit. pedro took the opportunity to slide the rest of his thumb in, being met with barely any resistance from your now relaxed muscles. “jesus, baby. been waiting so long to play with this ass.” he moaned, pulling back and letting a drop of saliva fall onto your clit. his hand came down on your ass in a playful, gentle smack and he watched as your cheeks jiggled from the impact.

you giggled into your arms but your laughing was cut short when you felt pedro wiggle his thumb a little in your asshole. the sensation was so much different than vaginal penetration. it felt.. full and sensitive. like every twitch of his finger could make you collapse in the best way possible. surprisingly, there wasn’t any pain but you were almost sure there would be when pedro used his cock to stretch you.

he wasn’t huge, relatively average — probably around six inches when he was hard, but he had some girth to him. he was thick and sometimes if you both spontaneously decided to fuck, you would struggle with the stretch of his cock head.

but you knew pedro, and you trusted him with this. he was always patient when it came to sex — never rushing.

“want you t’take my ass.” you gasped suddenly, turning your head just enough for him to see your flushed face. he seemed to pause — clearly hesitant to do so just yet.

“please, pedro i know you wanna prepare me a little more but i need your cock so bad and i — ” pedro cut your babbling off, removing his thumb from your ass and peppering gentle kisses around the slightly gaping hole to soothe you.

“shh, it’s okay, it’s okay.” he hushed. “i’ll give it you, but i need you to relax, for me, baby. can you do that for me?” he asked, rolling you off of your stomach and onto your back so he could face you.

you looked up at him as he crawled on top of you, taking a second to just take it all in. you looked down at the bulge in his boxers and, god you just couldn’t help yourself. your hand slid down his belly until it cupped his length through the thin fabric of his black underwear. you heard him stifle a groan under his breath. you felt him throb through the layer of clothing, clearly painfully hard from eating your pussy and ass.

the thing about pedro was that he was a pleaser — something he so gracefully decided to tell the whole world in a fucking interview with dakota and chris. he got off on making you feel good. it was just in his nature.

a lazy smile crossed your lips when you felt him twitch in your hand. you pulled down the waistband of his boxers just enough to free his cock and aching balls. the sight could’ve made you drool. you didn’t think you’d ever get used to seeing his cock leak all over itself. “you’re so hard, baby. is this all for my ass?” you asked in that sultry tone that you knew drove him wild.

he choked on a laugh when he felt your hand wrap around his base, giving him an experimental stroke. “shit, sweetheart — it’s all for you.” his lips pressed against your own in a messy, slightly sloppy kiss — his tongue licking into your eager mouth. when he finally pulled back, he was breathless, mouth swollen and eyes wild.

“need to push your legs up for me, baby.” he explained, settling himself between your legs and folding your knees up to your chest, leaning down and and hooking your feet on either side of his neck.

he was lucky you did yoga — folding you up like a goddamn pretzel.

he took his cock between two fingers, notching his tip at your entrance but not quite pushing in, just getting you used to the feeling of that heaviness against your opening. he used his dick’s head to circle around your ring of nerves sending a tingly sensation up your spine.

you dropped your head back into the pillows, a breathy moan escaping your now parted, pink lips. “feel’s tingly,” you hummed, wrapping both your arms underneath your knees.

pedro smiled down at you, reaching over to grab the bottle of lube to slick you up even more. he squeezed the bottle, the cherry oil spilling down onto both your holes. he used his cock to massage the lube into your tight opening and rubbed the excess over his length. “good tingly?” he asked, pushing his hips forward while asking the question, almost as if he was using his words to distract you from that initial stretch.

a sharp gasp was punched out of your lungs at the painful sensation of your opening being stretched around his tip. it was kind of like having freezing cold hands and running them under hot water — that initial shock and burn on your skin that would eventually fade into relief, your body eventually allowing that heat to envelop your skin.

“hey — hey, look at me.” he coaxed, using one of his hands to tilt your chin up to meet his face. he looked and sounded worried. “you okay? we can stop if you need to there’s no pr — ”

“nonono want you to keep going.” you gasped, tears welling up in your waterline. as much as the stretch was uncomfortable, there was a part of you that sort of enjoyed that twinge of pain and sensitivity.

“you’re sure?” he asked, reaching down to press a thumb on your clit.

“m’sure.. please pedro..” you cried.

pedro didn’t waste any more time.

as soon as he felt your muscles relax around his aching dick, he thrusted his hips forward in one, slightly harsh thrust, completely knocking the wind out of you.

you shut your eyes and focused on the building pressure in your lower stomach, feeling the way his cock twitched inside of your sensitive ass. you felt incredibly full, his member pressing against the untouched walls of your butt, stimulating your g-spot — something you weren’t even aware was possible.

one of your hands flew down to the mattress to fist the sheets, needing something to hold onto. “yes, baby..” you whispered, feeling extremely aroused from how intimate yet perverse the whole situation was. it felt so addictive that you wished he could fuck both your holes at the same time. you just wanted to feel him everywhere.

pedro’s voice cracked at the new feeling. “tan jodidamente apretado, nena,” he groaned. you moaned as if you had any idea what he’d just said. he always sounded so sexy when he spoke spanish that he could literally be telling you to hang yourself and you’d still squeeze his cock.

the lube made things much smoother and for a second your mind dipped to how awful it must feel for people using spit. pedro pulled back a couple inches and rocked his way back in — an experimental thrust.

you couldn’t stop yourself.

a loud sob escaped right from your chest. “oh my god,”

a cocky smile looked back at you. “yeah? you starting to feel good now, baby?”

you nodded eagerly. “yeah, yeah don’t stop.” you said in more of a whine than anything. the feeling was still so intense, so foreign that it had your legs trembling, your feet digging into his shoulders.

pedro seemed surprised at how quickly you were relaxing into the feeling. he started to draw those circles that you enjoyed ever so much on your clit, his sole goal being to get you to cum from his dick in your ass.

one of his thick arms wrapped around both your legs as he fucked in and out of your asshole, feeling the way you started to twitch and clench around him. his thumb worked over time on your clit — circling, pressing, rubbing, whatever he thought would feel best in that moment.

“are you going to cum for me?” he asked breathlessly, starting to fuck you brutally that you were sure you’d be a ruin of a woman by the time he was done with you. “gonna cum with my cock in this ass?”

the sounds you were making now were anything but dainty and cute. borderline porn star sounding moans being ripped from your throat. your whole body was buzzing, the headboard slamming against the wall in such a way that made you ever so grateful that you didn’t have neighbours.

“gonna cum, gonna cum on your-your cock,” you hiccuped, tears messily streaming down your face as you felt that familiar feeling in your core.

something you could only describe as a scream left your lungs as the brutal orgasm washed over you. your whole body shook with the impact and intensity of it all, your eyes rolling back in your head as you went silent.

you weren’t even sure what kind of orgasm it was. whether it was clitoral or vaginal, you didn’t know. what you did know though, was that it was the signal most overwhelming climax you’d ever felt.

and pedro was there to catch you.

fucking your quivering hole through it as he now started to focus on reaching the big o himself. “oh my god, honey. just squeezing me so tight. gonna fucking cream this ass, baby. gonna fill you — ”

the next thing you knew, he was flooding your butt with his hot, creamy cum, filling you with every last drop.

it made a tear fall down your cheek. a helpless sob leave your mouth.

you weren’t sure how long you both lay there — it could’ve been hours for all you knew.

pedro had since collapsed on top of you, his cock nestled inside you between those pretty cheeks. he’d let you drop you legs down though so you were comfortable. the gentleman as always.

both his arms were wrapped around your middle, face pressed between your breasts occasionally moving to press a kiss or suck to one of your nipples.

“that was..” your voice trailed off, not quite sure of what to make of the whole ordeal. you were sure you’d both be spending the day in bed eating uber eats considering your.. situation. you were sure that if you even attempted to walk down the stairs you would collapse in a matter of seconds.

pedro chuckled, nosing the soft skin between your boobs. “peachy?”

you burst out in a fit of unexpected giggles. “yeah, something like that.”

okay.. wow. this took fucking years off me. I don’t why I got such huge writers block for such an easy storyline?! anyways, hope you enjoyed! likes, comments and reblogs are all greatly appreciated! happy kinktober everyone👻🎃