Was it that hard to say? (Reyes x Reader)
Angst/Nsfw/ happy ending
Reyes is a difficult man, you knew this and so did your heart. But even the most patient and understanding people have their limits and Enzo always tended to push everyone's buttons. He loves you, he believes that you do as well, so in order to make YOU confess he goes too far and you crumble. It'll be up to him to pick up the pieces and fix your broken heart.
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You thought Reyes loved you.
Or maybe he was figuring his feelings for you, liked you, or at the very least respected you.
Months of working with one another as fellow operators for SpecGru during missions of any kind made you bond surprisingly fast, your easygoing nature and wit paired up perfectly with his hot temper and hunger for action. Enzo helped you sharpen your mind and strengthen your spirit under difficult moments and in return you calm him down keeping his anger in check and help him think twice before making reckless decisions. You smoothed his sharp edges and he sharpened yours. "Like jelly and butter", Team Leader once said.
That said.
In the midst of a tense covert operation, you and your team found yourselves navigating the treacherous terrain of an abandoned building dangerously close to your base in Germany. To make the matters worse, your mission had taken an unexpected turn when you guys were ordered to collaborate with another military unit from KorTac, who had been trying to recapture three fugitives heavily armed for interrogation.
The tension was thick. The loss of two KorTac operators at the hands of these three maniacs had taken a terrible hit on the moral of the other team, it's operators were tense, anxiously seeking to accomplish their mission fast to properly mourn the loss of their fellow comrades.
As the mission proceeded, you couldn't help but feel Enzo slowly drifting away from you. It wasn't weird for him to do this, but it has been going on for a week and you were starting to get a little worried, often getting brushed off when you asked him if he was alright, your playful banter cut short by his short grunts in dismissal. You understood it was because this mission was important and the loss (Even from another team's members) stuck to you guys. The faint touches you used to share with Reyes went ignored, maybe he was far too focused for your silent comforts, sadly the only thing the Canadian acknowledged were your worried glances with huffs and glares of his own.
"Yo, mae. It's alright, he can be an ass sometimes." Gus reassured you with a light squeeze on your shoulder.
"He has been like this for a whole fucking week, must be on his period." Nila spat rolling her eyes.
His close friends, Nova and Gus, had known him long enough to get his game, but at times they admitted he could be infuriatingly unpredictable.
It was clear when they shared a short shocked look amongst each when the darkness of the night buried it's claws in the sky and in the short pause you made to rest, all of you noticed Reyes sneak out of the provisional camp with the barracks bunny. A KorTac operator nonetheless.
He didn't even hide it, as soon as the blonde walked by sharing a heated look to Reyes' crouched form, he got up and followed her from where you guys and some others were resting near the only not-busted torch you had illuminating one room of the retched building.
The break took ten minutes. In those ten minutes you planned to approach Reyes to figure why he was in such sour mood. Though you chose to ignore the closed door to your left switching seats with some of your comrades and speaking a little bit louder in order to NOT hear the muffled noises from the other room. You couldn't stand the pitied looks some of them gave you, that's how you were sure they knew something was up in that room.
After the quick break, Reyes almost broke the door down startling some of the resting soldiers, you on the other hand, ignored his sudden entrance. He seemed less tense, chest puffed proudly, not like his usual broody self. You clenched your jaw when you saw the stunning operator walking out from behind him with a nasty look on her face. How dare she look like that when she just took the man you had been pinning over for longer than you'd like to admit?
Shit, you weren't even supposed to think this way about him. It wasn't even allowed.
Your chest burned with unspoken feelings, the indirect rejection making the corners of your lips curl down. A stern look from Nila made you straighten your spine and focus on the mission ahead, she was pretty much the only person directing your attention to what truly mattered at the moment, and that was turning into a mindless soldier whose only fuel to live was to serve. Time to be professional.
The mission went smoothly, the fugitives were recaptured and the only trouble you all faced right now was keeping Horangi, König and some other soldier's nerves in line so they wouldn't beat the bastards into a pulp. That was a task you took seriously since you were known to be the "therapy dog" to the most stubborn and broken members of any team you fell upon.
You now were kneeling in front of König a few meters behind your humvee, the hulking figure of the Austrian sat in the dirt and drills of the floor as he swallowed down heavy breaths, his hands shakily held the knife he previously threatened to use against the prisoners, your soothing voice helped the big man relax, both hands reassuringly squeezed and massaged his tense shoulders pressing your chest to his side comfortingly sharing your body warmth, you were one hundred percent sure he appreciated receiving due to the way he was leaning his weight on you.
"That's it, sweetheart... You are doing amazingly. I know it's hard," König sucked in a breath trying to interrupt you but you hushed him like a mother would to a scared child. "You are one of the strongest soldiers I have ever met. And right now the thing you are doing? The way you are halting your murderous instincts? It's one tough battle that I'm sure as hell you'll win." König softly looked at you, a whimper scaping his constricting throat as he blinked slowly taking in your words.
"You are tough, colonel, I admire you."
"Thank you..."
"No, thank you. You have done a great service. I appreciate it, I wish we could have met under better circumstances... I'm sorry for your losses..." You nuzzled his cheek with your finger comfortingly over his mask when he blinked rapidly trying to hold back the tears threatening to spill at any moment. Standing up from your position you took a step back from the now more relaxed soldier granting him some time alone to compose himself.
Suddenly a chill ran down your spine at the feeling of a presence behind you. You knew who it was, yet you said nothing as you circled the colonel heading to the humvee.
"Takin' too damn long as always, momma bird." Reyes spoke up, annoyance dripping from his tone. He really had the gal to sound irritated. "What? Did your big chick calm himself down? I can't believe you still want to play therapist to these KorTac bastards." He muttered following you. The way you turned around with an ice-cold face throwing daggers at the now startled Canadian could have made competition to one of Lieutenant Riley's deathly glares. He stood there confused, annoyance still present on his hardened features.
His hair looked soft over the vehicle's lights. Reyes always seemed to distract you even when he wasn't even trying to, but not this time, not with the bitterness eating your insides slowly, painfully, imprinting ugly images in your mind. Ugly images of the man you had been pinning over for almost the entire time you had known him, the man you loved fucking someone else so casually and then walking back to you like he did that every time he had the chance.
You didn't even have the right to feel this way. It wasn't even fucking allowed. But fuck... Fuck it hurts. Was it really all for nothing? The quiet times you spent together cuddling under the warmth of his poncho when it was your turn to keep watch and he stubbornly refused to sleep in order to spend more time with you, the short stories of his personal life he swore he had never told a soul before you, stories spoken with softness and trust, the way you silently promised to stay by each other's side even at your worse times, like finger and nail. Like lovers.
You loved Reyes, but he clearly picked random women around the base to make any short of intimate thing not thinking that perhaps YOU wanted to help satisfy his needs being more intimate. Fuck, but not like a one-time kind of thing, more like someone who truly cared, who loved him for who he was even when he was at his most annoying.
"What's up?" Enzo spat.
What's up? Did he really not know WHAT was up?
"Don't look at me, don't talk to me, don't even breath my way, Reyes. J-just... Stay out of my fucking sight." You couldn't hold back the hurt from your voice, your throat swallowing the upcoming words you wanted to say with sobs and tears in the rims of your eyes. Thankfully, the darkness of the night, your helmet and hair shadowed your face from the blinding lights of the vehicles and shielded your hurt expression from Enzo's suddenly stoic face. It takes you by surprise the way he gazes at you up and down approaching you cautiously with a carefully-put neutral expression. Like your reaction was expected. Like it didn't bug him to see you hurt, as if it was all planned.
"What's with the bitch attitude, bunny? You hurt?" The pretty nickname he gave you long ago being thrown at you this way almost sounded like a slur. He spoke mockingly testing your patience knowing you saw what you saw back in the building with him and the barracks bunny. In a normal situation you'd have playfully shoved him but feeling the betrayal you felt at that moment made you sniff soundly throwing Reyes a final glare, letting out some tears and hurriedly walk away with him still hot on your trail.
His plan succeeded, he thought. Now he had to wait for you to make the final move he was so scared of making. Except instead of turning around and confessing your feelings for him, you never looked back at him practically throwing yourself in the car alongside his now glaring comrades. Even Gustavo, his closest friend, the softest and most caring of his teammates gave him a cold look that spoke volumes of his disapproval towards his actions which he returned with a scoff sitting on the front seat.
He has to give you time, he thought, you'll come around eventually.
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Two weeks went by.
The plan had backfired in the worst of ways, Reyes couldn't have predicted this outcome even when it was one of the most obvious scenarios this whole ordeal could have brought him into.
Initially he was supposed to make you feel some short of jealousy, and that way force you to confess your feelings for him. Reyes was sure you liked him back, he was simply too stubborn to admit his own love for you, so he desperately clinged to the idea that you'd strike the final move thanks to this damned plan.
But shit. You didn't look, talk or even try to be near Enzo's eyesight, you had changed your routine to not run into him, you no longer used your office to finish your paperwork often opting to do it in the privacy of your quarters, you even stopped going to the gym privately training with the 141 when you had the chance instead of going to the barracks with the others to spend your free time, you barely even spoke to Nila or Gus compleatly sideline-ing them from your heartbroken state. You loved your friends but you knew well they would give Reyes every piece of information about you they got after ignoring him for so long since he would most certainly beg them to spy on you. So against your open and friendly nature, you isolated yourself keeping the pain for you and you alone.
Enzo had tried randomly going to the gym or other places you frequented but it seemed like you had vanished, like earth had swallowed you whole even when every other personnel in the base claimed to have seen or interacted with you while he was there playing cat and mouse with a ghost. It frustrated him, feeding his anger and confusion as to why the hell you hadn't confronted him about your feelings yet. Two weeks had passed, damnit. How much longer did you need?
He couldn't have hurted you that much could he?
Reyes pondered over your last interaction while sitting in the rooftop of one of the main buildings from the base he totally wasn't supposed to be in. But this was your special place, often coming here to smoke the weed he was able to sneak in or gift you little trinkets and sweets he had stolen from others or found somewhere during missions or around the base. Now he was here basking in the silence of the night, your spot next to him empty and cold. (Y/n)-less.
His loud thoughts muffled the sound of the ladder behind him. "Have you come to your senses, hermano?" Reyes almost dropped the joint he was holding jolting on his spot from the scare the approaching Rican gave him. Gus fixes him a concerned yet stern look while he sat on your spot and Enzo pretended not to care. "What are y'doing here, super-cop?"
"C'mon I told you not to call me that. Ay bendito, I regret ever telling you about my old job..." Gus wined.
"I'm not gonna ask twice, Gusito." Reyes sighed bitterly, the annoyed tone was not missed by Gus.
"I'm here to talk, and um... Keep you company." He didn't say "to help you deal with your heartbreak" because he knew Reyes would give him the beating of his life and/or storm off, but Enzo understood that he meant well and silently thanked Gus for not phrasing it differently. Reyes grunted and handed him the joint he was holding, brown eyes shot to the horizon allowing the weed to cloud his mind and pretend he was sitting with someone else entirely, clouds of smoke fogged Gus' face and planted yours instead, and just for an instant he felt content.
They passed the joint until they finished it and Enzo kept the remnant butt on his pocket to not leave evidence. Both of them laid facing up the stars in silence, unlike Gus, Reyes appreciated the silence and glared at those who tried to make small talk, Gustavo learned that the hard way so they allowed the silence of the night engulf their stoned selves.
Reyes' muffled sobs didn't startle Gus from his high on the clouds state, he wobbly moved to sit up facing Reyes as the other man covered his wet face with both globed hands, Gus knew why he cried yet did not say a word as he patted his friend's shoulder comfortingly.
He fucking missed you. It was like you died and disappeared from his life and he didn't know what to do with himself. Not without you guiding him through the sorrow. Where was his anchor?
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Days went by, the pain in your chest had lessened yet the remnants still ached nonetheless.
Laying curled on your bed had become costume after hours of crying over someone who clearly didn't love you back. Speaking with Soap and Gaz about your troubles had opened your eyes to the possibility that not all was lost. Thanks to this ugly experience you focused more on yourself, hours of training each day in hopes of ignoring the pain in your heart made your body tougher and fitter, you also noticed a remarkable improvement on your aim and resistance, TL couldn't be prouder.
Eventually, you started to interact more with Gus and Nova. Your friends felt relieved that you were doing better yet did not hold back their disapproval about your departure from the group without saying a word. So, today you decided to open up to them. Nila invited you to join them in the mess hall while almost everybody was out assuring you that Reyes was nowhere near. You sat next to Nova with your back against the wall, Gus to your right, the girl mentioned on your left fidgeting with a white, elastic hair band clearly still worried unlike Gus who drew random patterns on your forearm seemingly happy to finally have you at arms length and encouraging you to relax.
"I'm sorry guys. I love you but after that night I just couldn't handle the pain. I had to leave."
Nova tsked disapprovingly. "(Y/n) precisely because you couldn't handle it you should have relied on us. We are your friends." Gus nodded at this looking back at Nila. "We understand you needed space though, it's only natural after Enzo uh..." the girl shot Gus a glare making him backtrack and rephrase. "W-we are here for anything you need, but for us to help you you need to help us understand what you hide in that pretty head of yours." He softly spoke playfully poking your forehead with one meaty finger making you weakly smile.
"Fine... You should know by now that I... Fell for Reyes." Nova grimaced scrunching her nose and Gus nodded with a knowing smile.
"I know it's against the bloody rules, don't give me that look Nova... But there are some things, or feelings, that one struggles to keep in. Specially with a bond forged in battle." You let out a shaky breath. "It's just that... Our last mission, when he left with Barbara (I think her name was) I felt like all the trust and feelings I held for him shattered compleatly. It left me confused and hurt, I often craved to confront him about this, but honestly? What right do I have to do that? It's not as if we were something closer than friends to begin with... Fuck, i-it's against the rules!"
Gus pouted, Nila snorted "So is stealing shit, so is sneaking weed in the base, so is 'borrowing' evidence, so is going to the rooftops past curfew, so is ignoring direct orders from superiors..." You looked down and Nila lifted your chin to look back at her. "Enzo is a menace. We all know that. He's like the personification of narcissism and wilderness! He is one failed exorcism away from wearing horns and a pointy tail following us around and saying "do it!" every time we think about some fucked up thing. Love, he's made us do things we never thought we'd do. How often do I have to lie to our superiors to cover up his shit, Gus?" The man rolls his eyes and shakes one of his hands as if to say plenty with a huff.
"Falling in love is the less worrisome rule you would have broken being with us, (Y/n)." Nova continued. "And honestly? You said it yourself, there are things you can't stop from happening, and your feelings for Reyes? Those are real, forged in war and partnership. Your words, not mine." She lets a pause fall so you could swallow all this.
Gus spoke up before you could mutter a response "I've known Reyes for a very long time. And um... I'm not saying to forgive and forget, (y/n). Pero, maybe you should listen to what he has to say. Reyes isn't heartless as much as he wants to prove he is. He's very soft under that rocky exterior, for that I must ask you to give my brother the chance to speak, listen to what he has to say. Maybe then you'll find closure."
Your lower lip wobbles. Of course Reyes was soft under that bad boy mask he wore with pride. You knew this well, and for once in the weeks you spent mourning the loss of someone who wasn't yours to begin with, you decided to ponder on the idea that perhaps you didn't confront him about this issue because you were absolutely terrified that he'd confirm your fears of not reciprocating your romantic feelings.
Those butterflies at the pit of your stomach fluttered awake, but only slightly. You couldn't keep your hopes up.
"Alright..."
But you had to give him the chance.
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Reyes turned to Nova and Gus for guidance not so long after, hoping to find a way back into your heart and rebuild the trust that had been shattered during the ill-fated mission to hopefully come up with a plan to corner you and finally have the talk he craved to have. And like God had heard his prayers, Nova told him it wasn't necessary to force you to listen because you already agreed to talk privately. So that same morning, Reyes gathered his shit and went to find you. He gave Nova a nod in appreciation to what she shot him a tight-lipped smile with a silent threat to not fuck this opportunity up. It was hard enough to see you crumble and close yourself from afar, her and Gus wouldn't play mediators again if Reyes was to pull one of his stunts again.
Mopping the floor you peeked a look to your side spotting Reyes casually perching himself on the window's stool right behind you only a few feet away from the wet spot you were mopping.
"Been a while."
"Hello to you too." You sigh.
Nova and Gus left the hall with some other doomed recruits tired from cleaning duty to tend to another area further from you two.
"So..." Reyes urged you.
"So." You said crossing your arms after placing the mop away. The brunette stood there silent and expectant. "Got something to say?" He pushed. Is he serious?
Your brows could have very well reached your hairline, biting your inner cheek you took the mop again and resumed your task with urgency eager to join the others. Reyes growled frustrated at this roughly snatching the mop from your grasp and letting it fall to the floor with a loud clatter that echoed through the hall like a bell at the beginning of a fight. His dirty boots stepped on the wet space you were mopping with a face filled with rage, you two looked deep into each other's eyes seeking to intimidate one another, the tension could be cut with a knife.
"You gonna unlock your fucking office so we can discuss this properly or you wanna make an spectacle out of it for the recruits to talk about for the rest of the week?" Reyes says threateningly.
Your jaw hardened but you complied silently walking down the hall to your office with Reyes following behind in angry stomps, the anxiety and anger made your hands shake as you tried to place the keys in the lock to which he snapped, snatched them out of your hold and unlocked the door nodding you to go in first. How gentlemanly of him.
You walked to the old couch near the now closed door, looking at the dusty floor with your arms crossed. When he saw you weren't going to sit he refused to sit either walking right in front of you still looking pissed as if you were the one at fault for all of this shit. Reyes took a pause to relax his stance, breathed in and begun his "apology".
"You know I lie a lot. But not to you, never to you." His voice was even, for once not showing signs of murderous intent but that didn't ease you a bit.
"I know you are a liar, Reyes. I also know you are stubborn. Stubborn, prideful men take difficulty on admitting their wrongs. Sincerely and out loud, at least."
He smirks nodding his head in agreement, his tongue digging on the inner side of his left cheek then he proceeds to look away with a bitter smile, your little whip stung him.
"Yeah, but I can right 'em." Enzo said in finality then looked back at your melting eyes until they harden again "I'd very much prefer to right my wrongs by actions and not by meaningless words. Actions always speak louder than words anyway, bun-bun."
"Weren't you taking pride on being an honest man when it came to me? Does this mean whatever you say has zero or little meaning?"
His patience decreases drastically but you don't relent.
"I'd prefer you leave my office now than come here and waste my time giving me empty words instead of a proper apology-" His hand shot to your throat shoving you against the wall. Your breath hitched, hands lifting to your sides in surrender with a scowl, he licks his lips. Enzo's chest heaved and his pupils dilated, it wasn't out of rage but... arousal.
"You are a pretty whore with a big mouth."
"I've been patient enough with you. I'd like to spare my good side to less stubborn men whose words do have meaning." That seemed to crack part of his bad boy shell, Reyes quirked a brow, his body growing stiff in a blink, he tries to play it off by balancing his weight on his feet.
"Ah? Planning on replacing me already? Why. Cuz' I never liked good, pretty girls? Cuz' I always loved your wild side?"
"Now that I recall, you didn't think twice about replacing me for a pretty thing. Did she show you her fangs, Reyes?" You chocked out, his fingers digging uncomfortably on the tender skin of your neck taunting you.
Had you blinked you would have missed the little flinch he made when you called out his fuck-up. Enzo takes a moment then, running his tongue through his teeth, his expression stern desperate to hide the storm of guilt on the depths of his wooden eyes. You were still mad, you were hurting because of him. What right did he have to act mad and stubborn when you were obviously still affected by all this?
He never meant it to go this far...
"I don't believe it was my wild side what attracted you to me in the first place." You said softly, eyes glossy because of the burning restraint of oxygen. Enzo's gaze melts, his grip on your throat going slack.
Of course it didn't. Everything about you lured him in. From the very first moment he saw you, the way you handled yourself, your optimistic spirit during fucked up scenarios instantly filling the team with determination and hope, your focus about whatever the hell was put in your hands even when it exceeded your habilites never letting the frustration of defeat cloud your will to win. He liked the whole YOU package, specially the fact that you never belittled him even when he was at his most insufferable, he liked you, he loved you. Didn't you see that? Weren't his actions clear enough? Of course they weren't when he pushed your feelings aside doing something that he knew would burn you in order to seek a reaction out of you. He wanted your attention, he wanted you to snap, to claim him the moment you saw him go with the barracks bunny of the other team. He should have listened to Nova when she told him what he was planning would ruin you.
But instead of seeking him out, you, his darling, accepted his decision and suffered in silence.
Because that was you. His good pretty soldier girl who did everything perfectly and ate up reality quickly in order to adapt, to grow stronger. He didn't want to think you'd move on from him so fast because of this fuck-up. Shit, he didn't want to think of you moving on from him at all.
His palms left your throat in order to hold your cheeks with a tenderness so uncharacteristic of him your eyes widened. This was him, you though, this was your Reyes. He looked at you with so much emotion, with so much vulnerability you could feel your eyes burn with tears.
"You didn't think I'd fool around with her, right love?"
"I dunno, you tell me..."
"She wished. We spent the whole time in there overlooking the fucking yard in silence after I rejected her advances. C'mon, (Y/n). She's not even my type."
"And what is your type...? Who is...?"
He smiled a little with his head slightly tilting to the side, and you mirrored his movements. Because you knew the answer, and he knew that you did, but decided to entertain you because you needed those "meaningless words" though these words he knew weren't meaningless, not to him (for once) and most definitely not to you.
"You, obviously. You dramatic... Insufferable wench."
You laughed breathlessly as if this pathetic confession was the most beautiful poem someone has ever read you out loud. Silence engulfed you two, hesitation was written all over your pretty face, he started getting a little anxious, his palms still holding your cheeks went clammy and his chocolate eyes tried to figure what went through your head.
"Y-you said something about actions speaking louder than words..." Your hands weakly gripped his tense shoulders.
Reyes looked at you unsure. Would you push him away? Your hands took his cheeks before you smashed your pretty lips against his quickly erasing such foolish thought, forever gone in the void of his mind. The kiss was short but it seemed to heal both your hearts instantly.
"I love you, you big idiot." You mumble in between soft kisses planted all around his face, he laughs delighted, (a rare sound coming from him) relieved, not ever pulling away from you and the sweet taste of your mouth.
"I fucking love you," he groaned on your mouth, the kisses getting heated "I love you," one peck, "I love you," two more pecks, "I love..." And you had to hush him the only way your brain could process in that moment, by french kissing him so deeply a growl rumbled from the depths of his chest nearly sounding like a purr it's vibrations hitting your core. Your limbs tangled to the point of you two looking like a pair of octopuses. He sighed content, you moaned, wet kisses spared here and there with wondering hands exploring each other's bodies over your baggy clothes, his hands squeezed every part of your tender body, from your chin to your shoulders, to your breasts, to your ass, your lower tummy and finally your wet heat. Just as his hand took you, yours palmed his fully erect member over his pants. Both of you hissed clearly in need for more.
Reyes was always full of surprises. You loudly gasped when he fell on his knees lowering your sweatpants in a sharp tug, your wet panties were exposed to the cold hair, he kissed the wet trail of your slit shamelessly inhaling your arousal, his flaming eyes found your widened ones in silent question. "Y'better not make me beg. You already made me apologize-"
"You never apologized."
"I'm sorry."
The intensity of his stare and the feeling of his hot breath over your dripping sex was enough to simply let go of the matter. After all... you always forgave him, and Reyes wasn't going to lie to you, he has made that clear already. This apology as strange as it was, wasn't meaningless.
"You are forgiven. Now shut up and eat my fucking pussy."
He smirked not even trying to bite back the devilish chuckle that came after, you shushed him and Enzo rolled his eyes biting the delicate fabric of your panties and making a show of sloooooowly lowering the garment only using his mouth. "You look good on your knees..." you further teased to which Reyes responded by harshly slapping your ass with both hands before he squeezed your cheeks painfully hard earning a whine that made him twitch.
"God I love it when you get all..."
You moved your hips hovering his mouth with your pussy, a soft humming sound deliciously vibrated your aching sex. He glared up at you as if to say "so only YOU get to talk?"
"Actions speak louder than words. Prove it to me." He blinked with half lidded eyes. "Prove that you want me... Claim me." Fuck, you were driving him mad.
His head accommodated properly in between your legs, both of his hands squeezed and played with your ass and thighs shoving your heat closer to his mouth lapping vigorously demanding more and more of your taste, the lack of oxygen seemingly not bothered the hungry operator when his lips and tongue stubbornly wouldn't leave your dripping pussy, swallowing every fluid given and tasting your hardened clit and salty walls. You loved how even in this vulnerable position Reyes made a show of his dominance.
The first few hungry licks had you bucking your knees so he blindly guided you to the couch where you fell to your butt and he saw his opportunity to lift and spread your legs wider, the stubble of his beard made your soft skin itch deliciously, it didn't take long for you to bite on your hand to muffle the upcoming moans Reyes devoured out of you. He wasn't slow and gentle, his tongue licked and flicked on your pearl and your lips eagerly as if he was desperately searching for a treasure buried in the depths of your pussy. Enzo panted, huffed and growled letting out the most animalistic noises you have ever heard from someone eating you out, the roughness in the way he was gripping on your thighs while holding them up for him to push his mouth impossibly closer to your cunt as his tongue buried itself on the sticky walls of your insides made you moan in delight, hoping- no- Praying for him to mark the delicate flesh of your inner thighs with his grip until suddenly one of his hands abandoned your thigh to join his mouth on your pussy digging a finger inside your wetness to spread you while his mouth viciously attacked your poor puffy clit, fingering you in a way that increased your moans and made your cunt erupt in fast wet sounds.
One of your hands abandoned your mouth to grip his hair rocking your hips up to chase that delicious end he was quickly making you approach, Reyes shakes his head aggressively from side to side, his eyes looking at your tits bouncing with every thrust you made on his mouth until you curved your spine like a pornstar possessed, he kept his pace this time taking turns on swallowing the fluids coming out of your entrance and pinching at your clit. You were going to squirt and he knew it. With a grin he moved his head back, his lips broke from your cunt's with a wet pop . You cried in desperation from his change of heart but it went to deaf ears as he stood up unbuckling his pants.
"Don't you cry, baby... Y'don't think I'll let you cum before me right? Not after ignoring me for fucking weeks, making me worry you were moving on with someone else, you petty bitch..." He growled snapping the only button holding his pants up dropping them with a thud.
If he wanted hateful sex that's what you'll give him. Maybe then you'll let out the things you had been keeping to yourself up until now.
Your hand slapped Reyes' when he tried to take the one that went to play with your clit, your feet went to his chest pushing back to stop him mid way infuriating him further. "You fucking bastard. It was YOU who made ME think you fucked some cheap bitch from KorTac and expect some short of loyalty from me." His eyes darken at your words his hands pushing your legs away to reveal his fully erect dick, it's leaking tip twitching so much it looked painful.
"Now look at you, desperate to make a point." You sigh out. "And what point am I so desperate to make, as you say?" Reyes grins stroking himself angry that you are pleasuring yourself without him. "That no pussy will ever feel better than mine." He groaned at this stroking himself faster matching your pace. "That I'll forever ruin any further experience you'll have in the future because whoever you pick won't match what I'll make you feel." You purred but his expression changed completely from aroused to serious.
He harshly spread your legs and pushed them forwards until your knees where at both sides of your head, your cunt glistens with your juices, all puffy and pretty for his own enjoyment. Reyes salivated at the sight, his cock nesting in between your pussy lips. Reyes' face was millimeters apart from yours, the dilated voids of his eyes never cowered away from your flushed face. "Have you lost your god-damned mind, woman?"
Your eyes widen in confusion.
"If you really think once I get to fuck you I'll go seek other pussy to ruin you are mistaken." Enzo leaned to your ear and whispered lustily "I'll make you fucking mine. And I'll make sure you won't leave me either because from now on, (y/n) (l/n), there's no way- no bullet, no higher-up, no fucking devil that will keep me away from you."
You were about to say something but the words died in your mouth when a lust-filled scream scaped you the moment he harshly slid his cock inside you with force instantly reaching your cervix. You felt a burning ache in your insides, Enzo choked out a growl that sounded almost like a plead, his balls were fully pressed against your ass, the delicious squeeze from your gummy walls and your nails scratching his arms forced Reyes to make a pause because as embarrassing as it was, and he'd never admit out loud, he felt like he could cum right there at that moment, this whole situation altered his brain chemistry in worrisome levels, he felt like a teenager again seeking to explore the wonders of sex for the very first time. And don't get him wrong, it wasn't only the orgasmic feeling of your insides finally oh, FINALLY, choking his cock like vice and your nails doing wonders at breaking his skin. No. It was the fact that he had YOU looking up at him with a type of desire and love he thought only existed on his imagination all those nights he stroked himself imagining this moment seemingly unreachable.
You were right. You have permanently ruined sex with any woman for him, and he's so fucking happy he must show you how greatful he is.
The couch lowers to your sides when he gets one foot at a time in a way that has his cock somehow getting even deeper inside you, this new breeding position makes you shiver before you croak his name as Reyes begins jack-hammering his hips against your cunt, the relentless stimulation of your g-spot and the bite on your shoulder he harshly plants makes you cry in pleasure, he growls, a hand struggle to cover your mouth while holding one of your legs up with his forearm.
"Your voice is music to my ears, bunny... But you don't want none of them fuckers to catch me fucking you dumb, hm?" You whine and he hums mockingly, his pace never relenting "Now that I think about it I know you would. You'd like Team Leader or any of those cunts see this pretty pussy break around my cock... Right bun-bun? Y'want em' to see me filling your womb with my hot cum?" Reyes leans his hand back letting you take a deep breath, your face contorting in pleasure. "Y-yes daddy..."
"FUUUUCK... You sound way better than I thought-" he has to change his desperate pace or else he'll be done, so he slows but his thrusts become harsh bruising your insides, the pleasure so mind-blowing it has you drooling before he buries his tongue on your mouth growling as he swallows the sounds directly from your mouth. His balls pulsate, waves of fluids mix together as Reyes halts his painful thrusts to roll his hips lazily basking in the feeling of his fat cock stretching every inch of your dripping sex. Your head falls back to the cushions and Reyes licks a long stripe on your neck
"You feel like-... G-glory..." You moan. "Oh? Do i? My lil cockslut likes daddy's cock so much she's already mind-fucked?" Reyes teases until a hard slap across his face shocks him pausing on his movements, your hand takes his face shoving it closer pressing his forehead and nose against yours "Gotta try a little harder to melt my brain, fucker."
The smile that spreads across his face could be very well described with the word mad or simply diabolical. He liked this sudden change in you, how you showed teeth again eager to stand your ground even if you were quite literally beneath him spread so wide you'd struggle to walk at least for the rest of the day. His hips snap back to yours resuming the previous desperate pace, clapping noises mix with both your grunts, growls and screams echoing through the closed office you were sure people could hear outside. But frankly your focus was only fixed on the way Reyes looked down at you with this face filled with concentration, raw pleasure and desperation as his balls slapped the underside of your ass, his pink tip pressing quick repetitive kisses to your cervix.
The way his sweaty locks swayed at the brutal pace of his thrusts was hypnotic but not as hypnotic than the way his eyes switched from every detail in your face, so awestruck, so in love... Your walls squeezed him painfully hard and he yelled his orgasm almost louder than yours.
"I love you... I fucking- I- AGH-! FUCK!!! YES, YES- T-THERE! GOD!!!"
You both pant loudly feeling your ears ring at the force of your orgasm. Your nails dig into his nape as you felt your insides swell with Reyes' liquid love, his cum came in waves coating your walls white, the amount of it was so much it splurged out of your hole while he was still inside, it slithered down your ass to the couch wetting the spot, leaving physical proof that you two made peace in the quiet confines of your dirty office that now smelled of sex and Reyes' lavender deodorant.
"F-fuck Enz... You ruined my couch..."
The Canadian laughed out of breath, his eyes crinkling. "I'm balls deep inside of ya, freshly milked dry and this is the first thing you say?"
You nod slowly with a soft hum sounding like a purr so adorable it melts him on the spot. "You are so fucking beautiful..." Your hands brace Reyes' nape feeling the sweaty texture of his locks. It urges him to lean downwards, kissing your puffy lips slowly with passion. His knees adjust to your sides making his softening cock scape the wet heat of your cavern. You two hiss feeling your mixed juices splutter out of your cunt.
You smooch his lips again teasingly then plant another smooch to his cheeks, he hums enamoured before you feel his strong arms brace your body handling you to lay on your side as he does the same spooning your sweaty body.
"This... Isn't a one time thing." Reyes speaks in the valley of your neck, his voice and beard feeling ticklish on your ear. You smile at this turning your body to lay on your other side so you were now facing him. You admired how red his pale cheeks looked, the rhythmic movement of his chest as he catched his breath, his lips slightly turning upwards when he spots your little smile.
"Do you love me, Enzo Reyes?"
"How many more times do I have t' say it, woman? I proved it already didn't I?" The hand he had on your waist lowered to your puffy abused cunt making your breath hitch and your smile to widen.
"Kiss me then... But not like before..." You whispered and he looked a little puzzled. "Kiss me with feeling, Rey... Imagine this was the last time you got to kiss me, imagine this was the final chance you had to prove your love."
Enzo would have rolled his eyes at the dramatism of this request, but he decided to indulge you, after all, you had put up with so much of his bullshit you deserved a fucking reward. And if your reward had to be the most romantic kiss he could give you, he wasn't stupid enough to prive it from you. His light, his bunny, his love.
Reyes leans cupping your cheek, eyes half lid, mouth parting slowly until he met yours. The sweet soft texture of your lips against his made his body shag with an exhale and when you parted your lips to invite his tongue into your heat he hummed in delight, wet muscle intertwined with yours in an erotic dance, slowly, messily, he gulped down your saliva and shared his with you. You moved to climb his toned chest, he helped with his hands on your waist and thigh (only this once he'll let you on top), your mouths collided again, tongues exploring as much of each other's mouth as possible to the point of the only uncharted territory being the deepest part near your throat, too deep, too much. That didn't stop Reyes as he cupped the sides of your head digging his tongue deeper as much as he could, he felt you huff unable to meowl, your hips grinded down his reawakening shaft.
Oh he was in for a second round...
