You ask Miguel if he can suffocate you with his thick tree logs of legs and he holds you in a chokehold. (literally)
<Sorry this is so short! I have my midterms and I have no time to write 😅😅>
<I WILL BE TAKING SUGGESTIONS HERE ->
"So....." You say. You and Miguel are in his apartment, cuddling on his couch in the living room. It is currently 10:27 pm. You both have a movie playing in the background, Titanic. You had gotten to the part where Jack is holding Rose in the wind.. at the very edge of the boat.
The air conditioner is set to 19°C. The temperature is just right. The entire apartment is dark except for the light coming from his television. Miguel's face is painted in a blueish purplish reddish colour... he looks so hot. SO FUCKING HOT. You found out that if you even so much as look at him too much your insides turn to putty.
His thick arms are wrapped around your waist and you're sat in his lap, his legs next to yours. You're wearing on of his white shirts and a pair of shorts.. Miguel is wearing his typical grey shirt and some sweats. As usual.
"Hmm mi corazón?" He says.. he nuzzles his nose in your hair...
"Can I ask you something?" You look at him.. you hold his arms close to your chest.
He looks down at you, he furrows his eyebrows, as if making fun of you for asking such a minor question.
"Hmm? Anything for you mi amor" He says with a smooth voice.
"Can you... squeeze me between your thighs?" You stutter... you laugh a little at your question. You look up at him with a certain glimmer in your eyes.
"I mean... if that's what you'd like... me encantaría verte perder el aliento debajo de mí.." (I'd love to see you loose your breath under me) He leans in really close during the last part of the sentence, his breath skimming your ear and neck.
"Migs- you-" You sigh... "You really have a way with words.." You mumble and blush heavily.
He looks you up and down... "Mi amor si supieras lo que pienso de ti...joder...no tienes idea" (My love if you knew the thoughts I think of you... fuck... you have no idea) He whispers that part once more...
"Hm? I don't understand.." You mumble innocently.
"Cómo se dice..." (How do you say..)He mutters... "I love you... and I think you're the most beautiful woman I've ever laid my eyes on... and my thoughts about you span further than the wildest of fantasies." He smiles.. his fangs poke out.
"I love your fangs..." You smile.. you grab his face and mush it around, pinching his cheeks to get a better look at his fangs... "And... ehh.. como se dice... can you squeeze me with your thighs...?" You laugh.
"apretarte con mis muslos." He says.. (squeeze me with your thighs...) "But right now?" He looks down at you.
"Yes." You say.
"Whatever you want." He smiles again and slips out from under you... he lays on his arms and looks at you, his legs facing your body, one on each side of your body. "Is this..?" He asks.
You smile a big toothy smile and your face turns a little red. You feel giddy with joy, and you smile so hard your face starts to hurt.
"Mhm. Perfect." You mumble.
You then position yourself in between his legs, Miguel's thighs resting on your shoulders and your head pressed right up against his... stomach.
Your legs protruded a tiny bit off the couch and you felt a little bare... however the warm embrace of Miguel's inner thighs around your neck ceased all your thoughts almost instantly.
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"Through with you." Miguel Ohara x FEM y/n || ANGST, FLUFF, COLD HARD SMUT ||
Akcja!!THIS STORY INCLUDES ONESHOTS APART FROM MAIN STORY!! -- You were bitten by a radioactive spider when you were 16, and for the past 8 years, you've been Brooklyn's one and only... Spider-Woman. One day when you were on your way to fight a villain...
