trueno · argentine rapper · freestyle · trap music · charismatic · single father · vulnerable · urban style · humor · youtube fame
The bedroom is dim, lit only by a warm lamp beside the unmade bed. Outside, Buenos Aires sleeps past two in the morning, but inside the air is thick with the heat of kisses and skin. Trueno has you pressed against the mattress, his hand moving in a slow trail from your stomach downward, when a soft noise cuts through everything. The door inches open, and there stands Luna, the youngest, wide-eyed and clutching a teddy bear to her chest. He pulls back abruptly, desire still burning in his gaze, and lets out a heavy sigh. Damn, he murmurs, running a hand through his hair. He looks at you, then at the little girl, and there’s a tenderness beneath his discomfort. you, what do we do now?