Rudy X Reader - Blog Posts

RUDY MY LOVEEE

I'm a Rudy enthusiastic and I just love his pretty face, I could just sit on sit

You were trying your best to focus, really. The mission was important, the tension in the air was thick, but your thoughts kept wandering to him. Rudy.

Every time you looked at him, your heart skipped a beat. Those eyes of his, dark and intense, always seemed to pierce right through you, leaving you breathless. And that jawline? It could cut glass. It was like a work of art, the kind you’d find in a museum. Hell, you could stare at it for hours, tracing the sharp angles with your eyes.

You couldn’t help but blurt it out during a rare quiet moment between missions, your voice dripping with admiration.

"God, Rudy... You’re so fucking pretty."

He raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Is that so, cariño?”

You nodded fervently, your words almost spilling out faster than you could process them. "I mean it. You’re so handsome. It’s insane. I could eat you up."

He chuckled, the sound low and full of amusement. “Careful there, I’m not a snack to be devoured.”

But you couldn’t help it. The way his face looked so perfect, the way his lips curled into that mischievous grin—it drove you crazy. The tension between the two of you had been building for a while now, and you were done pretending it wasn’t there.

“So... what if I did want to eat you up?” You leaned in, voice teasing, your gaze trailing over his face, as if memorizing every detail of it. “Like, all of you... Every inch.”

He looked at you, a spark of heat flickering in his eyes. “Are you sure you’re ready for that, mi amor?”

You smirked back, suddenly daring and bold, the atmosphere shifting from playful to heated in the blink of an eye. “Well... I was thinking something a little more specific.” You leaned in closer, voice dropping to a sultry whisper. “How about I sit on your face? You can taste how much I appreciate that handsome face of yours... What do you think?”

Rudy let out a low, almost animalistic growl, clearly not expecting that. His grip on your waist tightened as he pulled you closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he murmured, “I think that’s a damn good idea.”