Bruno Madrigal x Reader oneshots

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"Jesus, Bruno, shut up" You whispered covering his mouth with your free hand, your other hand was buried in his pants.

You've been seeing each other for a while now, after you met in town one summer night. He definitely wasn't like any other guy you met before, but you found his clumsiness, his little gray hairs all over the curly hair, and his weird but funny acting skills adorable. And you couldn't help but fall for him.

He invited you over for his family party this day, and la Casita was full of music and people singing and dancing. Full of color and life. But all you wanted was alone time with your friend so you dragged Bruno to the bathroom with you and kissed him pushing his body against the door, his hands carefully placed on your lower back. It wasn't the first time you two kissed, you would do it sometimes when you were alone, and then go back to be friends, or at least pretend. He was way too insecure to ask you out and you didn't think he'd like you in that type of way. It was just for fun, you would constantly repeat to yourself in your head.

Without breaking the kiss, you slipped your hands over his chest, under his ruana, he flickered at your touch. Since he met you, he tried to avoid physical contact with you as much as he could; after a long time being alone he was so easily flustered by it, which was hard for both of you.

You moved on to leave a trail of little kisses on his neck, his hands pulled you tighter to him, and you could feel his whole body trembling, his heartbeat pounding loudly on his chest. You kissed him harder, licking his neck and making him whine softly. Your body felt weak just by seeing him like that, and this time you were sure you wanted to take a step further.

"Please, s-stop" He managed to whisper, trying to calm down his already heavy breathing. You looked at him, confused and worried you did something he didn't like, suddenly feeling so insecure, making you drop the confidence you tried hard to build and wondering if the problem was you. "I'm sorry" you said, the sadness in your voice was so evident. You pulled away from his body and went to reach the door knob. All you wanted to do was bury your face in your pillow and cry. But he stopped you, grabbing your wrist softly, and looking at you with a needy expression on his face, his eyes glowing.

"I didn't mean that... I just, I-" He paused, trying to find the right words. All of this was new to him. Sure, he would daydream a lot about you and him, and how much he would like to grab your body and fuck you. But he didn't know how express his desires. "I'm sorry. I can't control how you make me feel". He managed to say, looking at the floor this time, his cheeks burning red. You didn't understand what he meant until he pulled you close again, where you could feel his hard erection trough the fabric of his pants, poking your leg, and your body started burning again.

"May I... help you with that?" You whispered in his ear and all he could do is nod at your question, biting his lower lip to prepare for what was about to happen. Your lips went back to his neck, sucking and licking his sensitive skin, and leaving tiny marks on purpose, while your hand made its way inside his pants.

He was big. God, he was big. All you wanted in that moment was feel it inside your mouth, but you feared it was a bit too much for him, at least for now. You started stroking it, feeling it growing harder than before in your hand. His whole body now was a complete mess, his long curls covering half his face, and his moans started getting louder. He pulled his head to the side, so you wouldn't see him. He couldn't help it, he was embarrassed you would find him ridiculous for his lack of experience and the reactions he couldn't control. But that was so far from the reality, You wanted, needed to see his face while you please him. With your other hand you grabbed his chin and made him face you. He let go his lower lip, his moans echoing in the bathroom.

He was so loud, and though you loved the sounds coming from his mouth, you were scared someone would hear. Yes, the music outside was loud too, but not enough to make his voice go unnoticed (also considering there was a certain person who could hear everything).

"Jesus, Bruno, shut up". You whispered covering his mouth with your free hand. He looked so hot, craving your touch, almost falling to his knees when you kissed him so he could bury his moans inside your mouth, your tongues intertwining desperately.

You could feel he was close already. His hands reaching for your body, grabbing your waist, your ass over your clothes, trying to hold on a little longer. A total mess. And you wanted it to get messier.

"Don't make a sound". You ordered him, talking directly on his lips, his eyes staring at you in confusion when you took your hand off his pants. Instead, you kneeled over and pulled his pants down in front of your face. You grabbed his cock again, but this time leading it into your mouth. You took as much as you could inside, licking it and sucking it hard. He covered his face with both hands, trying as hard as possible to muffle his even louder moans.

You tried to reach for his arm, looking for his attention. When he did eventually paid attention at you, you stopped what you were doing to tell him to look at you, so instead he only covered his mouth while his glowing eyes stared at yours, and his furrowed brows made you melt while your tongue went crazy on his tip.

You felt his warm and salty cum on your tongue as shives went down to your core and he couldn't feel more flustered. He was embarrassed, but you made him know that you enjoyed every little bit of him. He fell to the floor, sitting right in front of you, completely stunned and weak, so you helped clean his mess, his eyes following you all the time. When his breathing finally got steady you pulled him into a hug. He needed a lot of aftercare. He craved it. He wanted your touch and words, and kisses. You made sure to give it to him.

"So... did you like that?" You asked, softly to his ear. "I really did" and grabbed your hand, his face still red. He wanted to tell you something, but wasn't sure how, so you talked first. "You know... you can tell me anything you want, right? If I did something you didn't like, please tell m-" "No" He interrupted. "I liked everything you did. I just want to... make you feel the same, you know..." You smiled and gave him a small peck on the lips. That man did make you feel things, even by just looking at him, and the fact that he trusted you enough to do and say things like that meant so much to you.

"Of course you have to. You think I did this for free?" You joked and he giggled. You got up from the floor and offered him a hand and before reaching for the door, he stopped to whisper in your ear. "Maybe... we can go to my room after the party?" "Yes please" You answered and both of you headed back to the party, pretending to be very close friends again.

A/N 1313 words (please leave any suggestions in the comments)