#idv hernando

some more nando btw.

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From that moment you first saw him, you knew he was the one.

(Hernando made me motivated enough to finally write and post a new fic after agessss, I’m SO obsessed with him, he’s GORGEOUSSSSS

Also I started writing this 3 days ago so that’s why it mentions Emily’s birthday)

The manor always had newcomers arriving every few months.

Usually most of them would be popular for a while, then suddenly become forgotten. That’s exactly what happened with Efron. You hardly saw him in your matches either.

But this wasn’t the case for this certain newcomer. His name was Hernando Romero, the Matador.

He managed to become a hot topic for the past few weeks, not just for his looks but for his extremely strong ability too.

You remember the first time you had a match with him, and the way he carried you away from harm after striking the hunter with his muleta. The way he gently healed your wounds with utmost care, and the way he called you “Mi Amor” with that beautiful voice of his.

You were in love.

-

Today it was Emily’s birthday. Every visitor at the manor would have a party in honour of their birthday, or “character day” as they called it for the hunters.

Emily was dressed in red, her hair dyed blonde. She was the star of the show tonight, and her attire alone was enough to prove it.

Everyone gathered around her, giving her birthday wishes as she stood in front of her birthday cake. Hernando suddenly appeared from the crowd of people, walking up towards Emily.

“Happy birthday, mi amor.” He said, taking her hand and gently placing a small kiss on it. Everyone immediately began whistling and cheering.

You felt like something had struck your heart. Your body began trembling as you began to move back, tears welling up in your eyes. Before you turned to leave, you saw Hernando immediately glance at your direction.

-

You rested your arms against the balcony that was connected to your room, taking a deep breath while letting the cold spring breeze sway against you.

The full moon was in sight, the night sky so clear that you could see every star. You suddenly felt something around your shoulders. A blanket.

“It’s cold, mi amor. You should head back inside.” Hernando whispered in your ear.

You turned your head, not wanting to look at him.

“Do you call every woman that?” You said, sighing.

“Of course. It’s a way of showing respect.” He said.

You groaned in disapproval.

He suddenly wrapped his arms around your waist.

“I don’t do this to every woman though.” He whispered in your ear again.

You felt a blush forming on your face. You couldn’t stay mad at him any longer.

You turned around to meet his face. He looked at you lovingly, noticing how your mood had shifted. He gently moved aside a strand of hair that had fallen across your face and placed it behind your ear.

“You look so beautiful under the moonlight.” He praised.

His finger gently traced your chin.

“So tempting.” He added.

Your eyes immediately darted towards his chest, his collar loosely hung open which revealed some of his chest. Sweat glistened from the moon’s light.

He noticed you staring, and gave a chuckle.

“Ay, gatito. Seems like you’re more distracted than me.” He said.

You immediately looked away, embarrassed. He cupped your face with his hands, making you face him again.

“No need to feel shy. I can gladly take this off for you if you want.” He said, his fingers trailing towards the buttons to his shirt. He looked at you hesitantly.

You admired the sight of his face, taking in every detail of his features. His lips looked so soft and kissable, even with his scar. You felt like it made him seem even more attractive.

You were so lost in his eyes that you completely forgot about him wanting to take his shirt off for you.

“Oh, yeah. You can if it’s fine with you.” You finally replied.

He smiled.

“You should do the honours.” He said, gently taking your hands and placing them towards his buttons.

Just as you were about to say something, he immediately held onto your waist and pushed you closer to him, your lips meeting his. The sudden bold move from him left you shocked, but you didn’t dare pull away. You closed your eyes, allowing him to enter your mouth to do as he desired.

He then pulled away, moving his mouth towards your neck. He began sucking and biting on your tender skin, his bites strong enough to draw blood.

Once he was satisfied with his work, he looked at you.

“Mi amor, can we continue this on your bed?” He asked, hesitantly.

You nodded, and he gave a smile before picking you up and carrying you back inside. He walked towards the bed and gently placed you onto it.

He then towered above you, placing his arms between both sides of you. His necklace dangled from his chest.

“Eres tan hermosa, mi amor. You have such a pretty face.” He said, his finger tracing your cheek. You noticed a slight uneasy look on his face.

“Hernando, are you alright?” You asked, with concern.

“Yes mi amor, I’m perfectly fine…it’s just that I’m not experienced with any of this.” He said.

“You’re a virgin?” You asked, in shock. There’s no way someone as attractive as him hasn’t engaged in some form of intimacy at least once.

He nodded, slightly embarrassed.

“Bullfighting was all I did in my free time. I didn’t have the chance to settle down with a woman.” He said.

“It’s okay. I’m a virgin too so at least we can both experience it for the first time together.” You said.

His face immediately lit up.

“Really? You haven’t settled down with anyone either?” He said.

“I’m still trying to find the right person.” You said.

“Hmm…soy yo.” He said, smiling.

“Huh?” You looked at him.

He then came closer to your face, kissing your cheek.

“I said it’s me.” He whispered in your ear.

You immediately pulled him into a kiss, holding him tightly. You felt him press his body onto you, his erection pressing firmly against your core. You let out a moan between the kiss, turning him on even more.

You both pulled away from the kiss as he began grinding against you, watching your expression change.

“H-hernando…” you desperately thrusted against him, desperate for him to enter you.

He simply smiled.

“Patience, cariño.”

He began unbuttoning his shirt, paying close attention to the way you were watching so eagerly. He lifted it off himself, dropping it beside him.

You glanced lustfully at his sculpted figure, your hand desperately feeling every part of his skin. He took your hand and placed soft kisses on it.

He then began pulling his pants down and your eyes widened. His dick sprung free, so hard and eager to meet your entrance. You blushed profusely, his size much larger than you expected.

He also blushed after seeing your expression. He then held the bottom of your dress, and paused. He looked at you, as if waiting for your consent. You nodded.

After knowing that it was fine to continue, he lifted your dress up, then slid your panties down. He admired the view for a moment, before positioning his dick over your entrance. You bit your lip as you felt the tip graze against it. He then slowly entered, and you began tensing up as his length slowly began adjusting to your walls.

“You can tell me to stop if it hurts, alright?” He said, and you nodded.

He began thrusting at a steady pace, not too slow nor fast. But enough to make you start moaning uncontrollably.

“Hernando…!”

“Mi amor.”

He began kissing your neck again, his pace becoming quicker and more eager. You desperately grabbed onto his back. He let out a groan.

“Y-you feel so good.” He praised. “So…so good…”

-

Eventually after a good few minutes of Hernando showing his crazy stamina, you had both hit your climax and were currently cuddled up together, breathless and full of euphoria. Both of you were too tired to clean up, for now at least.

All of a sudden, there was knocking on the door.

“Don’t worry, I’ll get it.” Hernando said, getting up. He had already put his pants back on but he was still shirtless. It didn’t seem to bother him.

He opened the door. An angry Naib stood outside next to an unbothered Norton.

“Qué quieres? We’re busy.” Hernando said.

“Yeah you’re sure busy all right. Heard you making so much damn noise that it was irritating us both!” Naib yelled.

“Shouldn’t you be downstairs with the others? Miss Emily’s party isn’t over yet.” Hernando said.

Naib paused, then looked at Norton.

“We were having a party of our own.” Norton said.

They both suddenly started arguing, which gave an opportunity for Hernando to quickly close the door and return back to you.

“What was that all about?” You asked.