Pedro's characters one shots

Pedro pascal *

Pedro likes to make fun of you because "you're supposed to be the young, energetic, healthy one." But after sex he often leaves you incapacitated. Tonight was no different. "Work was fucking stressful and I don't care that tomorrow is Friday I cannot take one more day of that shit hole" you complained to your "much older boyfriend." This was a term that he coined. You emphasized the fact that he was just your boyfriend and 46 really isn't old. You were 26 so there was definitely an age gap.

"I'm sorry sweetheart" Pedro responded with those puppy dog eyes. He was clearing the dishes from your take out meal while you ranted. "What should we do about it?" He always asked this when you were mad and needed a source of distraction. "I don't know-nothing. I'm going to shower." You replied in an annoyed tone.

You let the boiling water cascade over your head and down your back. You let out a deep sigh. "One more day and then it's the weekend" you hear the bathroom door open "want me to pack some of these leftovers for you to have for lunch tomorrow?" Pedro asked. "Oh thanks baby, but tomorrow the company is providing lunch." "Alrighty" he called. A moment later your hear him come into the bathroom again. Sometimes he sits on the toilet to listen to your rants from the shower. You turn off the water and see him sitting there waiting, towel in hand and a cheesy grin on his face. "You're not actually being a gentlemen and helping me with my towel, you took it off the hook so I would have to walk over to you and get it and you could see my naked body." You raised an eyebrow at him. Pedro only shrugged "I mean is there a problem with that?" He asked while tossing the towel around your shoulders and placing a kiss on your wet forehead. "Hm guess not." You muttered. Pedro only looked down at your face beaming. "Gosh I love you so fucking much baby!" You didn't need to hear this twice. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he grabbed your wet legs and lifted your close to him. You giggled as he hosted you up. Pedro walked the short distance to your bedroom and tossed you on the bed. There was a wet outline of "you" on his clothes.

"Okay so I was thinking" Pedro started-already tugging off his wet shirt. "I might not be able to change the fact that you have to go to work tomorrow and deal with corporate BUT I could fuck you into the middle of next week and then you could just skip Friday all together." You propped yourself up on your elbows "Okayyy that's actually a pretty good idea" you agreed. "Right?! I'm so smart" Pedro was tugging at his wet jeans and almost lost his balance "careful old man, don't want you to end up with a broken hip or something." You teased "ha ha very funny. You tap out often a solid 90 seconds of my head between your thighs" unfortunately he was correct. It's not like it's your fault he knows exactly what he's doing and can make you cum in like 2 minutes flat. Instead of admitting that this was true, you just said "hey now...play nice." Pedro was down to his boxer briefs and there was a noticiable bulge forming in the navy blue material. He climbed onto the bed and caged you in, just inches from your face and said "no, I don't think I will play nice"