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I know how much y'all wanted another smut soooo tada.
Plus two in one day? Call it an apology for my sloppy writing.
"Do it again!" Miss. Diaz yelped in excitement, watching Miguel's feet with anticipation. Miguel laughed, but obliged, tapping his toe slightly to a beat in his head.
"Okay that's like the hundredth time I've done that. No more." He said laughing. His mom stared down at him and smiled "I know I'm sorry, I'm just so happy!"
"It really is a blessing," I said, grandmas Rosa nodded her head and patted my shoulder. Rubbing the rosary she wore around her neck.
Miss. Diaz signed "well, it's getting rather late." She said looking at her watch then up at me. "Y/n would you mind helping Miguel get ready for bed?"
I smile at her and stand "of course." She grabbed my shoulders and held me at arms length "thank you so much. You have been such a help in this family."
As she spoke her kind words I saw tears start to form in her eyes. I pull her into a hug "okay, I need to stop. This isn't waterproof mascara." I laughed, walking over to Miguel
"I'm gonna go out and run some arenas. Will you guys be okay for a few hours?" Grandmas Rosa mumbled something in spanish before walking to her room and closing the door.
"Y/n if you parents have a problem or need to talk just tell them to call me. Make sure you tell them how thankful I am that they're letting you stay and help for the night."
"I'm happy to help Miss. Diaz." She blew a kiss at us before grabbing her purse and walking out the door. "Come on champ, let's get you ready for bed."
After a painfully long nighttime routine, it was time to get Miguel in his bed. "I got it babe," he said waving me off as I was getting ready to move him from his chair to the bed.
I signed "Miguel.. I don't think your.." he cut me off "I got this. I can't get any better if I don't try." I could hear the determination in his voice.
I back up and watch him as he struggles to monomer himself onto the bed. "Miguel just let me hel-" he cut me off again "no. I got this." His face contorted as he was bracing himself for his next move.
He launched himself towards his bed only to get halfway, gripping the sheets so he wouldn't fall on the floor. "Miguel!" I yelled rushing over to him.
I grabbed his inanimate waist, tugging him upward on the bed. Once he was fully on he just laid there. Starfished, face down. I chuckle lightly.
"Baby," I whispered in a taunting tone, straddling him. "Are you on me? Cause I can't feel it." He said.. we I think, his face was still against the mattress.
I laugh "yes, I am on top of you." I sneak my hands under his shirt and rest them on the small of his back. "I'm so proud of you love, you have worked so hard."
As I praised him, I started moving my thumbs in circles over his tight back. He said something something but I couldn't understand.
"What?" I said laughing he ground but turned his head to the side "fresh air!" He gasped. "Okay as I was saying, i wouldn't have been able to do it without you. You kept me going."
My heart warmed, the meant so much to me. Miguel does so much for me that he doesn't even realize. When he was in that coma I felt like part of my world was lost. My smile was gone.
I moved my hands up his back massaging the muscles as I went up. "I heard you, you know." I frowned in confusion "what do you mean?" H moaned as I worked on a knot on his back.
My face heated up as I suddenly felt the need for friction in between my legs. "In the coma, I heard you talking. It was like an echo, but I still heard you."
"... you did?" He nodded "oh, thar feels so good." He groaned as I ran my palm down his spine. My face heated up as a shock of energy went to my core.
"Of course I did." I flopped down on his back and rapped my arms around his neck. "I love you." "I love you too babe." I felt my grin widened as an idea popped in my head.
"Hey baby," "yes?" I put my nose on his neck "how long has it been sense we've had sex?" Miguel coughed, chocking on his spit at my question.
"I think," I added caressing down his back smiling "it's been way too long." Miguel proper himself up and I roll of him. I sit as he scrambles his way to lean against the head board.
"Will, does, can we do that?" He questioned looking at me. I laugh at his nerves, "well, only one way to find out." I shrugged crawling over to him.
"Unless, you, don't feel comfortable with-" "no no!" He yelled, clearly eager to go threw with my suggestion. But he was also hesitant.
"I'm just, I'm just scared." I wrinkled my eyebrows together, confused. What is he afraid of? I sit in between his legs rubbing his thigh "what if, you know, I can't get.."
He trailed off pointing to his member, I finally understood. It wasn't uncommon for people paralyzed from the waist down to not be able to preform in bed.
"Well, well take it slow. Baby steps. And if it doesn't work out, we'll work it out. We always do." I said, smiled at him reassuringly. Together, we both tug down the basketball shorts he had put on for bed.
I scoot closer to him, snaking my hands around his neck and into his hair. I brought him in for a slow passionate kiss, but slowly it progressed and became more heated.
I tugged lightly on his hair as I trailed kissed down to his neck. "Baby," he groaned as I found his sweet spot right below his jaw.
I cover his neck with kisses and make it down to chest. "Ready baby?" I asked running my hand in the waistband of his underwear. "God yes."
I laughed at how eager he was. I manage to stop his underwear off, his member's laid flat.
I tried not to think about, as I grab him and pump him in my hand.
"Ready baby?" I asked looking up at him, he nodded eagerly, waiting for me to take him. I open my mouth feeling his members fill my mouth.
I lowered my head, going slow and easy, trying to get at as much as I can. Miguel throws his head back, lacing his hand threw my hair guiding me.
His groaning intensified as I speed up, suddenly I felt him twitch in my mouths. In excitement I go faster and go down farther. Before I know it hot cum shoots down my throat.
"It worked!" He said, looking at me with wide eyes. I smiled at him bring him in for a kiss. "So does this mean I can continue?" I asked pulling my shirt off, his eyes immediately locked with my chest. "Hell yes."
I grin ear to ear, unclipping my bra, leaving me just in my underwear. "Mind helping me, Diaz?" I saw standing on the bed swaying my hips.
He grabbed my waist, almost making me fall over. I put my hands on the wall as Miguel pulls my underwear down letting it pool around my feet. "You smell so good, I just need a taste."
He mumbled, leaning forward grabbing my thighs. His tongue dives around my clit, lapping around the special bundle of nerves.
"Oh god," I moaned, leaning my forehead against the wall. We where very open about our sex life with each other in order to improve our life bed. So he knew just where to lick and bite.
"Miguel," I whined as he flicked the tip of the nerves, teasing me. I squirm against the wall as my thighs clench trying to hold myself up.
"Good girl." He praised in between licks. I felt the knot grow larger in larger in the pit of my stomach. I knew I was close, but I didn't know if my legs would hold up.
I felt the knot burst as pleasure spread threw out my body. My legs folded underneath me as I fell onto Miguel's lap. He laughed, rubbing my back. "That was perfect."
