Can y'all actually speak Spanish or should I start adding translations 🧍♀️
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I rolled on Camilo's bed, groaning in annoyance.
"Camilo! Your bed is shit." I grumbled, he gasped.
"Tu mama."
I practically jumped off the bed, tackling him. "Cállate , hijo de tu put—" I was cut off as he harshly smashed our lips together, grabbing my waist and pushing me down. Our bodies pressed together, making me cluster.
I let out a muffled yell, turning our bodies over, forcing our lips apart and him now on my lap.
He stared with widened eyes, trying to process. I grinned, sending him a wink. He rolled his eyes as his face reddened, starting to get off.
I suddenly rolled us again, now on top of him, him raising an eyebrow.
"Okay." He gave in, letting me lean down, making me smile.
I cupped his face, pressing our lips together. He jolted as I moved my hands to his curly hair, combing it with my hands.
He wrapped his arms around my neck, pushing me down so our bodies pressed together. I pulled away, him panting with a flushed face.
I smirked, beginning to get up to leave. Him still having his arms wrapped around me, pulled me into another kiss. I hummed amusingly, tilting my head.
He pulled away, averting eyes awkwardly. I chuckled, pecking his lips.
I opened my mouth to speak, only for the floors of Casita to begin moving, signaling we had to go. I groaned, getting up. "You're no fun, Casita!" I yelled, the house giving a particular huge wave of the floor, making me stumble to the door.
My eyebrow twitched in annoyance as I heard Camilo laughing. I turned around, a dark look on my face. He stopped, smiling nervously.
"Hey." He waved, I ran towards him.
"WAITNOIMSOSORR—" I tackled him once again.
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