C.O.D. X Male!Reader Oneshots

Oops? -Valeria-

Smut.

Long intro. Graves chap soon. Lmk ur thoughts abt a chap for him.

Refrences to @cherry⁉️s nsfw headcannons on TikTok.
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You were out of the cartels base for injury related reasons, it's the fucking cartel, violence is implied, although Val had gotten aroused on the thoughts of you. But she had been ignoring the pooling arousal betwixt her thighs.

It was only a few days until you were allowed to go back to “work” as your doctor had explained. All Valera had to do was wait 72 hours. Then she could kindly, ask you to allow her to ruin you (and herself) with your own cock.

To be blatantly honest Val's only form of getting off was you. Sure, she could just try and masturbate, but it wasn't nearly, the same as being filled by you, hearing you whine or whimper as she set a brutal pace, ultimately ruining you by simply riding you. She knew what she could do to you, and by god did you both love it.

She had been waiting for roughly two days now, you had been gone for roughly a month but she just kept disregarding her thoughts. Regardless she knew that the exact day you came back she would be all over you, practically begging, without actually begging, for you to allow her to do literally anything to you, she had missed you in more ways than one.

The moment she saw you she felt almost giddy. Like a child that had gotten taken to a candy store.

Val was honestly relieved to see that you hadn't fucked your arm up again, but was more relieved that she would finally be able to get the undeniable arousal she had been dealing with for a month to go away, for an undeniably short time, but regardless, she'd have a way to manage it better.

You had just walked into the door of the warehouse where everyone in the cartel had been staying for the time being. Sure it wasn't great but it did the job.

You looked over at her, a smug grin appearing on your face. She gave a smirk, you both knew what was going to end up happening.

She was gonna end up on top of you in one way or another.

It was a little while later, roughly an hour or so. You were seated in a chair, scrolling through Twitter.

Valeria strolled over to you, you glanced up at her, flashing a smile and she pat your un-injured arm gently. It was only the two of you in the room. Her office was honestly one of the more calming rooms that had been made in the warehouse.

Usually it was only the two of you there unless something was happening and in that case, you were seated as close beside her as possible, if she was standing you were too, but your eyes weren't on what she was showing you, they were on something else.

Usually her hands, tits, occasionally her ass. Really just her in general.

So for it to just be the two of you, something was going to happen.

And of course, something did happened.

Her hand gently grabbed your jaw, gently pushing your face up so your eyes met with hers. She slid that hand that was once on your jaw to your throat, she added a little bit of pressure, you don't know exactly what caused you to get a boner, but you had gotten hard.

To be honest it was probably the very light choking.

Val squeezed a bit harder, her thumb pressing into your treachea. You couldn't say it didn't turn you on. Because it really did.

Oh, it REALLY fucking did.

And Valeria knew. So she used that to her advantage. "Awh, you're already so fucking hard aren't you? Pobre bebé. Tendrás que suplicar por mí, dulce muchacho." (Poor baby. You'll have to fucking beg for me, sweet boy.) She huffed. She knew what she could do to you.

You whined, now you understood what she had been dealing with. The lack of friction was gonna kill you, just as it did her.

But luckily enough for you, Valeria loved hearing you whine, your whining, whimpering, begging and moaning was like her favorite song constantly playing.

She loved it, almost as much as or if not more than she loved to use you like a fucking toy.

Within moments, Valeria was prying your clothes off of you, your jeans coming off first, your belt clacking to the floor gently. She looked down at you, you nodded rigorously. She let out a soft laugh, pulling your jeans off and letting them fall to the floor, your boxers coming off quickly after.

She was quick to strip, her own pants coming off, her underwear following as she climbed over top of you. Allowing you to shift to be completely comfortable before she got fully seated in your lap. Which was a simple adjustment.

Valeria didn't even need prep at this point. She was simply too eagar to care, quickly sinking down onto your cock. You threw your head back with a groan, her lips instantly meeting with your neck, sucking gently to create marks that would pretty much tell what happened.

It only took a moment for her lips to ghost over your own, she had gave a teasing shift of her hips, seeing if the both of you were ready for this.

Which the answer was obvious.

With that she began to ride you, pulling off until just your tip was left in her before slamming back down, setting a brutal pace, you were groaning, soft whimpers occasionally slipping out as your hands moved to her hips to help her move against you seamlessly.

The two of you were letting out pleasured noises back to back endlessly. It was nearly impossible to hold back when it felt so good. The moment didn't last long though.

It was only a little while until you both felt close, she sped up, inevitably ending up cumming on your cock while you came in her, filling her just that little bit more.

Neither of you moved, basking in the afterglow of sex. It felt good but this was meant to be just a quickie to hold you both off.

But dear God how it felt so good to be back.