THINGS I LOVE ABOUT YOU
This chapter is 18+, if you're a minor do not read this!
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Summary:
You and Bruno resumed your explorations after lunch.
Warnings: body worship, anxiety, love confession, explicit content, premature ejaculation.
Chapter 2
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Sitting at the kitchen tablet you greeted Abuela Alma with a kiss on her right cheek, while Bruno took his seat next to you.
As always Julieta's cooking was delicious and you cleaned your plate and made sure Bruno has done the same, occasionally holding his hand under the table, a thing that did not go unnoticed by Camilo who wiggled his eyebrows whispering "ay Tìo!" earning an elbow to the ribs by Luisa, making him cough.
"Tìa Y/N?" You heard Antonio's small voice over the chatting of the rest of the familia.
For the little Madrigal, you were his tìa the moment you walked through the front door for the first time and you found that so incredibly sweet.
"Tell me, mi Sobrino." You answered leaning over the table to hear him better.
"You and tìo are going to marry and make Abuela more...Abuela?" He asked looking at one of Bruno's rats sitting on his shoulder like the small animal just dropped the gossip into his ear.
It was your time to cough a little, glancing at your man who was red once again from embarrassment, ears burning hot but spoke kindly to Antonio.
"Not yet cariño, but when we'll decide you'll be the first one to know!" And he directed a weak smile toward Dolores because, of course, she was the real first to know.
"You don't ask these things to grown-ups, Antonio" Felix scolded him good-heartedly.
"But they stare at each other like you and mamà!" Antonio answered back.
At the table fell the silence before everyone started snorting and then laughing, even Bruno.
It was so rare to hear him laugh like that, it was another thing to add to your list because his laughter was like honey.
His shoulders shook and a rosy colour tinted his cheeks, highlighting his beautiful features.
When lunch was finished you offered to help with washing the dishes but Pepa sent you away with a wink and a knowing smile.
"Maybe my Antonino was right, what do you think Y/N?" And she vanished in the kitchen with a wide rainbow on her head.
Once again in your room, you noticed Bruno fidgeting with his hands while sitting on his bed in the same spot as before, looking down, like the floor was the most interesting thing in the world, he was feeling anxious again.
"Sorry for earlier, that rat was Gabriela, I didn't give her a role she liked in one of my acts, she was probably searching for a kind of revenge! But maybe she wasn't wrong...O-or maybe yes?" He finally looked at you, scanning your face, hoping for an answer.
"For the marriage or the babies? Do you want that?" You let out a small laugh, caressing Bruno's cheeks.
"Not necessarily in this specific order." he mumbled before slapping a hand on his mouth to shut himself up, he intended to think about it instead of telling it out loud.
The sound seemed to echo through the stone walls of his room.
You giggled and then assumed a serious expression, your eyes were bored into his, making him a bit nervous but for his own sake.
"Bruno, te amo. I love you with my heart and soul..." You confessed.
"I know, you show it to me every day...a-and before. I love my familia and I always wanted one on my own but...you know who I am and what happened. Y/N, I love you too..." Bruno felt a lump forming in his throat and gently tugged at your hips, silently asking you to sit on his lap again, he liked that position a lot because feeling the heat and weight of your body on his relaxed him.
"Want me to resume our earlier activity? Or should I restart from the beginning, mi amor?" You spoke, placing soft kisses on his face while he was pondering his answer.
The answer never came, you felt him tense again, you thought he should have imagined something bad.
"I just realized that no one ever talked to me like you do, touched or kissed me...no one ever loved me Y/N, so I've never...mh you know...nunca hice el amor" he muttered the last sentence.
He hid his face in his hands, tears already treating to fall from his eyes and he started mumbling the way he does when something worried him.
"Bruno, we don't have to if you don't want. It's just fine this way! I don't want to force you into anything, mi Corazon" you heard him mumbling something that seemed "I want to but I'm scared".
"Maybe we can try things? If you don't like them I'll stop, promise." At your suggestion, he removed his hands and sniffed, nodding in approval.
You carded your fingers into his hair and kissed him with love, swiping occasionally your tongue on his lower lip until he get the hint, letting you in, tasting the sweet taste of mangoes you shared before.
Noticing that he had no idea of what to do with his hands, you put them on your waist which he grabbed on like a lifeline.
You swirled your tongue into his mouth gently, exploring it deeply and earning some small pleased moans from Bruno, goosebumps forming on his skin.
He was a quick learner and he tried to match your movement at his best before the oxygen in your lungs finished forcing you both to come up for air, panting from just an inch apart.
"I like these kisses" he stated breathless, looking down at your mouth and leaning in asking for more, you joined once again your lips together, making him curl his toes inside his sandals.
He secretly took some glances at you, slightly opening his eyes once in a while for making sure you were not a vision of his, that you were there with him for real.
As you expected Bruno preferred to give in all the control you wanted, making you incline his head as you pleased and change angles.
"Can I remove your ruana?" You cooed placing hot kisses from an angle of his mouth to his jaw and neck, nipping at the skin there and feeling his quickening pulse against your moist lips.
He nodded and raised his arms while you gently remove the clothing and as soon as it was gone you latched on his neck again, his natural scent that reminded you of wood and chocolate, filled your nose.
The weak whimpers he tried to suppress were lovely music to your ears.
It took you by surprise seeing Bruno unbuttoning his brown shirt, fingers trembling and chest heaving, he tried to discard the piece of clothing like it was burning his skin like acid.
"S-sorry I-I was kind of...I'm just hot" he stammered.
It needed every fibre of your entire being to not say "Yeah, you are." because seeing him with mussed hair, half-lidded eyes, swollen lips and red cheeks was making you light-headed.
You removed his shirt for him and you did the same, tossing your blouse over your shoulder.
"Could you lay down?" You said instead.
He silently slipped under your form, laying down fully on the bed, hands on both sides of his head which was framed by his curls.
Taking place once more on him, you caressed his chest travelling on his ribs to end on his abdomen, feeling every muscle shift under the skin.
Your hips hazardously rolled down on his and with a swift barely catchable motion Bruno was sitting up, hands tightly held your wrists.
"PLEASE, STOP!" He breathed desperately, green glowing eyes wide, he closed them shut the very moment later, tremors ran through his body although he hid his face in the crook of your neck, gasping.
"Did he just-...?" you thought.
Peering down you saw a dark patch spreading on his groin and your brain kind of short-circuited.
Bruno was feeling miserable, burning with shame, he didn't even have the strength to apologize, fearing he'd disgusted you.
"Bruno?" You called after seconds of silence, he was motionless and still hiding his face.
"I'm sorry! Please don't hate me, I'm sorry, I couldn't take it...don't leave, please" he repeated pressing on your neck more and lacing his arms around you, holding you tight.
"Oh, Bruno, I'm not going anywhere." You reassured him, caressing his head, making him look at you.
"Don't worry about anything, okay? I'm not disappointed or disgusted. Do you want to stop?"You said low, Bruno was glaring at you with adoration.
He inhaled deeply before answering with determination.
"I want to be good for you, so no, I don't want to stop" making you stand up briefly to toss away his ruined pants but keeping his soaked underwear on even if his cooling down release was starting to feel uncomfortable.
You pulled down your skirt making it pool around your feet and stepped out of it, Bruno was watching with his mouth open recognizing that he had never seen you without clothes before, his fingers felt itchy due to the desire of touching every inch of skin you uncovered.
Slipped out of your undergarments you returned to Bruno who was about to do the same but was stopped by your question.
"Uh, just don't expect much, I'm not very b-" you didn't let him finish and grasped the hem of his underwear and pulled them away.
"I thought only your older nephew was into jokes, Bruno. How do you want me?" You murmured into his ear making him thrust involuntary his hips upward, dying for the need of any kind of friction.
"On your back, if you want to."
He was on your body in an instant, returning all the kisses you gave him, he explored your body deeply and you guided his shaking hands to touch your breasts.
It was a foreign sensation to him but he soon began massaging it and kissing your sternum.
You encouraged him to move his pelvis against yours, lacing your legs behind him and starting to move sinuously.
Bruno moaned loudly and searched your eyes for permission he reached down, taking himself in hand and slowly pressing inside you.
It was your turn to moan because Bruno felt heavenly good and you let him know it, showering him with praises that boosted his confidence until he bottomed out to the last inch, stilling for letting you adjust.
"So good Bruno, so perfect my love. You can move now" you sighed.
The sensation took Bruno off-guard as he almost collapsed on you, the pleasure was overwhelming and the deliciously warm tightness of your body made him nearly delirious.
He moved slowly and deep, sometimes barely pulling out for just grinding inside you, your laboured breaths and moans were the only sounds filling the room.
"Dios mio, si- ah! Y/N!" Bruno whined between thrusts, he began to be incoherent, just sobs and low groans mixed with your name like it was to only word he knew as you whispered how good he was and made you feel against his parted lips.
His movements lost their pace as he approached his climax, looking into your eyes with desperation and love while his own green eyes started to glow brightly.
"Y/N! Y/N! Oh, Y/N!!" He screamed, thrusting one more time and stilling buried inside you, making your insides quiver and clamping on him as you reached your peak calling his name.
You were both out of air, lungs burning until the afterglow washed over you both, Bruno collapsed over your body and you played with the damped curls on his neck.
Once he recovered, he rolled to the side taking you with him, caressing your shoulder and face.
"I love you" he confessed once more "you don't know how happy I am to have you in my life...Y/N, would you marry me?"
It was your turn to stare at him incredulously but before he might have thought of a negative answer you shook your head in agreement with tears filling your eyes.
"Yes, yes, of course, yes!" You laughed as he cried for happiness.
After more kisses and sweet words, you both fall asleep in each other arms, legs still intertwined and a serene expression on your faces.
