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how it felt today

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En la Troca
⊹ ࣪ ˖ fem!reader x rommulas
content warning - jealous!reader, dom!roman, smut (p in v), freaky stuff in a car (or truck ig...?), aftercare, teasing, etc.
you sat in the passenger seat of roman's pickup truck, listening as he addressed his fans on instagram live.
“i love you so much,” he said to the camera, making you smile even though part of your heart still ached with envy. you were genuinely proud of how far he'd come in his music career, but sometimes it was hard watching him shower his female fans with so much attention.
“i love you, and we have a new ep dropping this friday,” roman continued, grinning at the screen to show off his new grills. “i’ve been working on this for a while, and i’m really excited for you guys to finally hear it...”
you seemed to drown him out, tired of waiting for him to acknowledge you. eventually, you glanced over to see if he would meet your gaze.
nothing.
still nothing.
“wow,” you muttered under your breath.
roman briefly glanced over. “what?”
“nothing.”
he raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced, before turning his attention back to the live.
you sighed dramatically and leaned toward him, deliberately trying to get his attention without interrupting what he was saying. roman noticed, but tried to keep a straight face.
“anyway, i appreciate every single one of you-”
you lightly caressed his arm, eventually moving over to his chest. you lowered your hand at an excruciatingly slow pace, making roman stutter.
“what are you doing?” he whispered.
“nothing,” you answered, trying not to smile. you moved you hand lower, still keeping the slow pace, and stopped right where he wanted it most.
roman looked at you again, laughing quietly before turning back to the camera, “alright, i think i'm gonna hop off. love you guys.”
he quickly ended the live and immediately looked over at you.
“are you jealous?”
“no!”
“you absolutely are.”
you laughed, “maybe a little.”
roman smiled and shook his head saying, “you know you're the person i'm actually excited to celebrate this with, right?”
“i know,” you replied. “and seriously, i'm so proud of you. you've worked so hard for this. i hope you know how much i've been rooting for you.”
for once, roman didn't have a joke ready or a sarcastic reply. he simply smiled, looking genuinely touched by your words.
“thank you,” he said quietly, gazing into your eyes for the first time that evening.
you smiled back, “you deserve this"
your hand slid under his shirt, gliding over his toned torso. the moonlight illuminated his dark curls and pale skin, making your face flush and breath quicken.
you leaned in to kiss his neck, which elicited a groan from roman, his hand snaking up your back, entangling with your hair. with his other arm, he moved you onto his lap, allowing you to feel how hard he was growing beneath you.
you released yourself from his neck and placed hot kisses on his lips, grinding yourself on his lap.
"let me show you how proud i am of you, baby" you whispered, breaking the kiss for a moment and looking into his deep brown eyes.
he smiled, his hands sliding down your sides. without taking his lips off yours, roman reached under your skirt and pulled your panties to the side, circling your clit with his slender fingers.
"fuck mami, you're so wet for me" he groaned, thrusting his fingers inside you without a warning.
you gasped, grabbing onto roman's shirt to balance yourself.
"you ok, baby?" he laughed, condescendingly.
"mhm"
"you gonna cum?"
you nod frantically.
just as you're about to come undone, roman pulls his fingers out of you, licking off the juices coating them.
before you can complain, he unbuttons his pants and discards them on the floor of the truck, leaving him only in his boxers. he's incredibly hard, making you more needy by the second.
"you want me inside of you, princess?"
"yes ro-" you whimper in response.
"say it, mami. tell me where you want this dick."
"inside me, please" you beg, your voice shaking with desire.
satisfied by your cries, roman pulls his boxers down, finally freeing himself. he pulls your skirt and panties down, lining himself up with your entrance. before pushing himself in, he gently caresses your face, positioning you so that your eyes meet his.
"are you sure?"
you nod.
after placing a quick kiss on your lips, roman slowly pushes himself inside, making you moan and throw your head back against the seat.
"rom- fuck-" you whine, not being able to form coherent sentences.
"that's it, lo estás haciendo muy bien, cariño." (you're doing so good, sweetheart)
as he continues to thrust into you, roman leans down and peppers kisses along your neck. one of his hands is tangled in your hair, the other stabilizing himself against the seat of the truck.
"ro, i- im close," you manage to get out in between thrusts. you could feel yourself clenching against him, legs weak and mind clouded by pleasure.
"then cum for me, baby, let go," he panted, taking his lips off of your body for a moment.
hearing his words, your body began to tremble and writhe beneath him, and you instinctively grabbed his biceps to support yourself. just then, your vision went white and your orgasm crashed over you like a wave.
roman's thrusts began to slow, becoming sloppier as he got closer to his own release. when he couldn't take it anymore, he came inside you, grunting and moaning against your skin.
the two of you stayed still for a moment, the heaving of your chests being the only sound.
"woah," roman laughed, exhaustion still present in his voice.
you smiled, your eyes heavy and body weak.
eventually he pulled out, taking his shirt off and using it to clean both of you up. you both got dressed and moved back into your respective seats.
when you were both situated, roman turned the car on and pulled back onto the road, one hand on the wheel and the other resting gently against your thigh. it was quiet, but in a peaceful way, like you both knew exactly what the other was thinking, so neither of you had to say anything at all.
after a while, roman broke the silence.
“i love you so much, baby. i’m so glad you’re mine,” he said, still watching the road.
a smile crossed your face as you looked over at him, “i love you too.”
neither of you said anything else for the rest of the drive. the city lights passed by the windows, the quiet hum of the car filling the space between you. there was something comforting about simply being there together, just the two of you.
author's note ! -> my first boyliife fic!! hopefully it's good... i tried my best 🥹 pls comment to be in tag list, and send me asks if you want!
taglist -> @paperroses1959
photos from pinterest - not mine
mungunzulha
She's gorge
Ven y chúpamela como una paleta 🍭.
— G'

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rommulas stills from: "PALETA" music video (人 •͈ᴗ•͈)(。•̀ᴗ-)✧.*
more on my pinterest: https://pin.it/fSB95fNng (neonbonezz) (人*´∀`)。*゚+ ty!!
watched the music video for paleta and that boy does NOT know what to do with allat hair yo
Paleta uploaded to soundcloud my neighbours bout to get sick of me