Mi amor |Yandere! Spain x reader| Chapter 15
Warning: There will be a graphic lime in here that is very extreme for lime standards. If you don't like it, just turn away when there is the warning.
You had just returned from your suitcase where you had collected your pyjamas and underwear to take a long hot shower. Carrying your clothes in a clump with your left hand, you opened the white wooden door to the bathroom and you were very impressed with what you saw.
The bathroom was something out of a movie, kind of like in those rich mansions and stuff involving crime, mafia and... Grown up things. The mirror was rectangular and large, framed by an intricately designed brass frame that reflected most of the bathroom. The sink was pearly white and had old fashioned taps but they fit in well with the rest of the things in the room.
The marbled floor of black and white was squeaky clean and reflected some of the ceiling light.
You placed your clothes on a counter and decided to check out what they had in store for the guests.
A tray held a few bottles of soap, shampoo, body wash and conditioner. There were also other toiletries such as toothbrushes, toothpaste, hair combs, razors etc. You peered around curiously like a kid in a candy store, except you were in the bathroom.
After a while of inspecting the room it's every nook and cranny, you pulled your top over your head to start undressing for the shower.
"(F/N)?" A voice called over to you.
Your heart skipped a beat and you glanced over your shoulder to stare at the door.
"Yeah?" You called back, stopping whatever you were doing.
Soft footsteps against the carpet outside grew louder as they reached and stopped outside the bathroom.
"Are you okay in there?" Antonio asked, tapping on the door with his fingertips.
"Oh, yeah! I was just looking around the bathroom." You replied, sliding your legs out of your jeans with the help of your hands.
"Ah, okay. I'll be on the bed watching TV then!" He said. You expected him to walk away and sit on the bed, but it was silent outside. Clothes rubbing against wood was heard, followed by a couple of knocks.
He was... leaning against the door?
"T-Toni?" Your voice wavered. "What is it?"
Your lips pressed into a thin line.
"What are you doing outside the door?" You asked, throwing away your jeans to a woven laundry basket. His hair rubbed against the door, making some grainy sounds.
"Haha, I don't know." He laughed.
You rose a brow and couldn't help but let your lips twitch. "Seriously Toni, go watch TV or something." You sighed, reaching to your back to unclip your bra.
"But I wanna stay here." He replied, pressing his cheeks to the door.
A small pink tinted your cheeks as you subconsciously brought your hands over to your chest to cover them. "No! That's really weird! I'd feel uncomfortable!" You retorted, eying the door that was the only thing that separated you both.
"No~" he whined.
You gritted your teeth tightly and removed your hands from your chest to clench them into tight balls. "Toni, just go somewhere else. How would you like it if I stood outside the door and was able to hear everything you did?" You asked him with a blush, the thought of it making your heart speed up.
Antonio let out a childish "Wah" and replied, "I wouldn't mind! I would let you in too!"
Your face burned a deeper shade of red as you let out a frustrated sigh. "Oh my god, can you just leave?" You seethed in anger. You heard him grumble in disappointment and saunter away.
"Thank you!" You huffed under your breath.
Finally able to undo your bra and slide off the rest of your undergarments, you stepped into the shower cubicle and let the hot water embrace your worn out body into a soothing twenty minutes all to yourself.
After that, you let some of the excess water drip down the drain before stepping out and wrapping yourself in a white fluffy towel. You hooked a finger around the drawer handle and pulled the compartment open, revealing a hairdryer tucked snug in a box. Picking it up and plugging it in, you blow dried your dripping hair.
Your hair was now completely dry and you slipped off your towel to get dressed in your pyjamas. The steam that had fogged up the windows had now faded away.
You unlocked the door and pulled it open, remembering to slide your feet into a pair of sandals before stepping out onto the carpet.
"Shower's free Toni!" You called over to the man lying on the bed. He laid there and didn't answer you, making you repeat what you just said.
"Toni, I said shower's free." You pressed, lowering yourself onto the bed and sitting down next to him.
"Toni-" you started, but his soft breathing had cut you short. You looked over Antonio who was sound asleep on the bed, remote sitting on his open palm. You let a warm smile consume your face as you admired Antonio's adorable sleeping face.
He looked really peaceful as he slept, but he still looked very happy. His lips were curled into a lazy smile as his fingers twitched occasionally, likely because he was dreaming. You decided to let him be since you didn't want to wake him up from what looked like such a nice dream, so you just rolled his body softly to the right side of the bed so that you could rest on the left.
You lifted up the blanket and tucked yourself into the warm bed, shutting your eyes to doze off into a deep slumber. Your mind started to rest and grew hazy, meaning that you were about to grow unconscious; well, if Antonio would be a little more quiet.
No, he didn't snore, but rather sleep talked. You would have definitely whipped out your phone to record that dork, but you were stuck in sleep paralysis and rendered immobilised.
"Mm. I'll have another tomato please." He murmured, rolling over to face you. Unlucky for you, you were laying on you left side, meaning that you were facing him with only a few inches separating your noses.
"Oh... That was a pretty good tomato..." He mumbled.
You had accidentally let out a snicker, and immediately hated yourself for that.
"(F/N)?" He mumbled, eyes still shut.
Your heart leapt. "Y-yeah?" You whispered back.
"Stop laughing at my tomatoes." He grumbled, much to your surprise.
"So this dork is still in la la land huh? I think I'll have some fun with this." You thought to yourself mischievously.
"Hey (F/N)?" He asked you, but you knew that he wasn't awake right now.
"Yeah, Toni?" You replied quietly.
"I love you a lot..." He breathed, a longing expression finding itself to Antonio's sleeping face. You being the little devil, you thought of something that would stir up a reaction from him.
"No you don't." You whispered.
"Yes I do. How can you not believe me?" Antonio mumbled sadly with a frown.
"I just don't." You replied, unable to think of an excuse.
A blush appeared on his cheeks and he smirked seductively. "I'll prove it to you then. I'll show you how much I love you with my body." He breathed.
You inhaled sharply at the trouble you realised you had just caused. You blushed profusely at his flirtatious words and wished that you had never initiated this in the first place. Whether you liked it or not, sleep paralysis wasn't helping your situation.
Antonio flinched and stirred slightly in his sheets, reflecting what he was doing in he dream.
"(F/N), you're so sexy..." He groaned.
Your eyes widened and your face burned crimson, heart pounding against your chest from what you were hearing.
"Show it all to me... Mmm..." He whispered, the dirty expression plastered on his face silencing you.
"Oh, mi amor. I love you so much..." He moaned, a large tent forming under the blanket. He grinded his hips against the blanket, creating delicious friction that sparked explosions of pleasure on his erection.
"Ah... Ah..." He let out long and throaty moans as he enjoyed himself in his wet dream. You were speechless, completely blown away at the sounds that were entering your ear.
He was having a wet dream of you?!
Antonio's tent continued to shift around under the blanket, receiving enough friction to simulate his hardened member.
"Oh... You're so tight, chica. I'm going to cum~" he purred, half moaning. His tent now ferociously rubbed and grinded itself under the thick blanket, sending Antonio into a moment of pure bliss. He moaned your name repetitively, rolling his head around the pillow as he felt his erection grow harder and harder.
"Oh my god, is he going to fucking cum into the bed? Not happening on my watch!" You thought, bringing yourself over to Antonio. You just realised you had beat sleep paralysis when you slapped him right across the face.
Antonio's forest green eyes shot open, a soft gasp escaping his mouth. He blinked furiously and finally fixated his gaze on you.
"Toni..." You growled.
He grinned sheepishly at you, his cheeks erupting into flames.
"S-sì?" He stuttered back.
"You realise that you talk in your sleep?" You said, making him flinch.
He widened his eyes and glanced at the tent in the blanket.
"I-I do?" He replied, sounding both surprised and embarrassed. You nodded and blushed.
"I heard everything." You gritted your teeth, trying to prevent your mind from retracing those words. Antonio turned away and buried his face in his palms, letting out a quiet scream.
"Ahh, I'm so embarrassed! You probably don't want to sleep with me anymore." He sulked, back still turned to you.
Antonio's choice of words could really raise a few questions.
"What do you mean? Like literally? Or not?" You asked.
The brunette rolled over to you, face frowning and still flushed in different hues of red. He captivated your gaze in a melancholic one and scooted himself closer to you.
"Both, chica." He breathed, boring his intense visage into yours.
Your heart rate escalated up the rooftop as your whole body vibrated from the hard thumping located in your chest.
"What!? I'm fine with sharing a bed, but I'M NOT DOING THAT WITH YOU!" You squeaked, scooting away from him. That appeared useless, now that he started inching his body closer to yours.
His lips pouted cutely as his brows knitted together. Your eyes flickered over to him, then to the blanket that he had suddenly slid himself under. What was going through his mind right now, you didn't want to know.
Your last warning. Turn back now or go along. I ain't stoppin' ya'll.
The warmth under the blankets that had formed around your stomach and legs grew much hotter now that Antonio had moved so close to you that his body heat started to mingle with yours. He threw his legs around yours, hooking around the back of your knee and basically tangling himself with you. He snaked his arms around your back and pulled you towards him, cupping the base of your neck so you wouldn't pull away.
"Hey!" You squeaked in protest, but as if you kept silent for the whole time, he ignored your cry and attached his mouth to yours. You screams were toned down to muffles as you didn't separate your lips. The kiss was one-sided as he was moving his lips passionately against yours, which were contrastingly stationary.
He emitted a whine and removed himself from you, eyes narrowed in frustration.
"We'll make love eventually, mi amor. I won't let you do it with anyone else." He whispered over your lips.
"Why don't you kiss back, hmm? It won't hurt you," he cooed, his hot breath fanning over your mouth. You shook your head and stubbornly turned away from him, hiding your lips that he so yearned to dominate.
"Don't be like that. I'll pin you down to give you a kiss if I have to~" he purred, bringing his knee to your side and finding your hands wrapped around your stomach. He stroked your arm sensually before grabbing your hands and interlocking them with his fingers. He squeezed your hand tightly, his body hovering over yours in incredulous heat.
Lifting them out of the blanket, he pressed them on either side of your head with his palms.
"See? I'll always find a way." He breathed, lowering his face to yours.
"Toni, please stop it." You pleaded, your limbs completely bounded by his.
He tilted his head innocently and blinked twice.
"Why? It's just a kiss~" he whispered. "We've kissed many times, haven't we?"
You shut your eyes tightly and glued your lips together with the help of your teeth. You were afraid that even if you opened your mouth the smallest fraction, he would take that as an opportunity to enter your mouth.
He let out a low chuckle and leaned down to the shell of your ear, giving it a nice warm lick.
"You wanna play that way, then so be it." He hummed into your ear, his hot breath sending goosebumps to prick all over your skin. You breath entered and exited your nostrils rapidly, making up for your tightly clamped mouth. You sensed his face move closer to your neck, it's heat radiating off in waves told you so.
He slid out his tongue and traced circles in your neck, making you bite your own to prevent any inappropriate noises from slipping out. He attached his mouth onto your neck and started to suck on your sensitive skin, leaving hickeys and red spots all over.
His wet muscle swirled around your neck, each stroke making you shiver in pleasure. You held back all the moans as he worked his magic around your collarbone, the flustered expression on your features encouraging him to do even more daring things.
With one hand he skilfully undid his belt buckle with his nimble fingers, exposing his boxers that constricted his hard member uncomfortably. He slid his pants off, kicking them off somewhere in the room. He sat on your hips to secure you and pulled his top over his head, throwing it into the corner of the room.
You caught a glimpse of his bare chest and toned abs before he leaned forward and pressed his body to yours tightly. His warm skin against yours felt as though they were burning you. You pushed your weak arms to push him off you, but he had taken over you, both physically and mentally. The air around you grew incredible hot and you were tickled by the balls of sweat rolling down the side of your forehead.
Something warm and stiff rubbed and prodded around your inner thigh, forcing you to glance down away from Antonio's intoxicated gaze. Your face exploded into flames and spread towards your neck like wildfire as you watched him grind his erection on your thighs, dangerously close to your womanhood.
He rolled his head back and arched his back, still grinding to and fro against your soft skin. He clenched his eyes tightly and moaned softly, the friction sending him sparks of pleasure that bursted through his length.
"Ah... Oh..." He panted, his tongue curling in his mouth.
He stopped his constant moans and slowed down his thrusts to an eventual stop. He returned his dark shamrock orbs to meet yours longingly.
"(F/N)... I can't take it anymore. Can we please make love now?" He breathed in and out, watching you twitch and tremble under him.
"... No. I don't want to." You replied sternly, your voice shaking a little bit.
Antonio looked as though he was going to cry, his brows were furrowed and his lips were quivering. Shining his glazed puppy eyes at you, he pressed a steamy kiss to your neck.
"Why not? Is it because you don't think I love you?" He whimpered, taking your interlocked hands to his face.
"N-no, of course not!" You replied.
"Then is it because you don't like me?" He asked with teary eyes.
Right now it wasn't about liking each other or not, because you couldn't think of anyone other than Antonio whom you would share a relationship with. It was rather because you were unsure of the consequences and how this would turn out for the both of you.
Your head plopped back onto the pillow comfortably after staring at Antonio.
"... No, it's because I'm scared." You whispered quietly.
His eyelids shut down then fluttered open, revealing relief and pity. He planted a soft peck to your lips and cupped your cheek.
"Oh (F/N)... There's no need to be afraid. I'll stop if you really hate it. I'll make you feel good, I promise." He said, lips stretching into a soft smile.
"Really? I'm still a bit... Unsure." You gulped, still terrified of the idea of losing your virginity while still in high school. You planned to lose it at least when you reached college, heck, you still liked the idea of keeping yourself a virgin for the rest of your life.
"Don't be. I love you more than anything in the world. I wouldn't leave you for anything. We'll be happy forever, I promise." He assured you with sincere in his eyes.
You were caught in a moment where you had come across to paths, each with their consequences and rewards. You felt as though nothing would stop you from fearing the worst, but instincts told you that it wouldn't be all that bad.
Well? What will it be? It's all up to you.
A/N: Now, the story branches off into two directions. You can choose to read either one of those, or both if you want.
Option 1: You choose to go along with him and both enjoy a night of love-making.
Option 2: You don't choose to go along with him... What will happen to you? Will you guys still do it anyway?