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notapradagurl7 · 5 months
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May The Best.
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Metro Boomin x Black Fem! Reader.
Summary: You and Metro Boomin have a friendly contest on who’s the best producer and you invite him over your house for a studio session.
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Your back leaned against the desk chair as your brown eyes fixed on the mixing board. Your fingers gradually twist the knob to lower the volume of the music, you held your iPhone in your right hand, your gaze shifted towards the increasing numbers showing on the top right corner of your phone, while your fingertip pushed down on the button. Your gentle laughter echoed through the studio, while the vibrant magenta-pink lights illuminated your brown skin. The music abruptly halted, mimicking the pause on a record player, inviting a tranquil silence. surrounding you were the four walls painted in a midnight black hue, adorning these walls were gold and platinum records, and posters of music artists from back in the day and present day.
"I love this beat I made.." you admired, your head slowly bopped at the smooth beat, your gaze shifting to Metro's comment on your Instagram Live.
A playful grin curled upon your face at his comment, "May the best producer win Metro.." you declared with confidence, saying your goodbyes to the audience as you ended it with a push of your thumb.
Y/N, a well-known hit producer, worked with numerous famous artists, earning admiration and respect for both your beats and yourself. You engaged in a friendly rivalry with Metro Boomin, another prominent producer.
Before you placed your phone on the table it vibrated twice, indicating that you received a text message from Leland better known by his stage name, Metro Boomin. Your eyes locked on the screen.
“I can't even lie to you, that beat you made was fire. 🔥”
“Thank you, Leland I would definitely say it's better than yours!🤭”
“Mona, saying that your beats are better than mine is crazy.”
“May the best producer win right?”
“No, I don’t, You and I both know that's me. but in truth l'm the best producer!”
You lightly chuckled with a gentle shake of your head at the playful banter between them as you resumed adding the finishing touches to the beat.
One night, the talented producers decided to come together to produce a hit single, you called him to come over to your place.
The young producer parked his car by your house and his eyes fixed intently on the lights shining through the windows. Taking a deep breath through his nose, he reached for the door handle with each step, his shoes made a clicking sound on the chilly concrete.
Leland slammed the door shut behind him and pressed the button on the remote, hearing the double-deep from his car ring in his ears.
His hands buried deep in the front pouch of his black hoodie as he stopped at the front door, his knuckles hit against the door as he heard the soft thud of your footsteps through the house.
The door slowly swung open with a creak revealing you dressed in a black hoodie and matching sweatpants, your box braids neatly tied in a ponytail. "Hey Leland, come in.." you said, stepping aside to let him in.
The two of them wrapped their arms around each other, sharing a warm embrace, "How are you?" he asked, his potent cologne dancing in Y/N's nostrils as they both pulled away from the hug, "I've been good, been busy..." you said, and Leland closed the door behind him.
Leland trailed behind you downstairs with their shoes thudding through the house, you pushed the door open as his eyes gazed upon the studio, he was impressed with the posters, and records hung neatly on the walls. The red lights above them created a seductive atmosphere in the room.
"Are you ready to work on this song?"
"I'm ready when you are.."
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His back leaned against onto the black couch, his bare skin brushing the soft cushions as his hands squeezed your hips, bouncing you up and down on his dick. "Oh shit Leland!" You spewed, your mouth hung open, your essence seeping onto his lap like a puddle, his palm roughly spanked your ass, "go faster baby," he rasped, watching your breasts bounce and your face twist up in pleasure, you continued ride him faster.
Without their knowledge, the red light for the record button was still on. Your moans echoed through the studio and were in sync with the beat playing in the background.
His hands cupped your breast as his mouth latched around your nipple, slightly pinching your sensitive nub, "Oh–f-fuck!" You moaned shakily, your wet walls contrasted around his dick, riding him harder. "Do you hear how wet I'm getting for you?" You slurred, the leaking mess between your thick thighs. the cushions underneath him were soaked. "Hell yeah, so fucking wet." Leland groaned lowly, spanking your ass again.
He threw his head back on the plush couch. he felt your essence gush around his dick for the hundredth time, "how good does this pussy feel? hm?" You hummed playfully, burying your face in the curve of his neck. His hand gripped around your neck and drew you nearer. "S-So good." He hissed, sweat pooling his forehead.
He tightened his grip on her neck, his eyes fixed on hers. Your stomach tightened in response, his dick pulsing against your walls."i-i'm cumming!" You moaned, your juices gushed around his dick and you screamed so loudly, he pulled out of you, coming on your stomach, they quickly cleaned up the mess.
He lifted you off his thick manhood swiftly and gently laid you down beside him on the couch. You rashly collects your clothes and gets dressed while he puts on his black sweatpants and boxers, sliding on his shirt.
"Do you want to make a track next week?" you asked him, your teeth sinking into your lips.
Leland stepped closer to your with a smirk on his attractive face, pecking your lips tenderly. "Yes I do, maybe we can go on a date too?" he added, his gaze shifted to the record button.
"I would love to.." you nodded, smiling at him.
"Oh shit! We're still recording the song!" He mentioned, rushing over to the mixing board.
Leland swiftly pushed the button, prompting their heads to swivel towards one another, erupting into fits of laughter. Perhaps this song held the potential for someone. the duo delved back into perfecting the melody, eliminating any unwanted grunts, the creaking of the couch, and even Y/N's occasional lewd screams of his name. As the night drew to a close, a palpable aura of music and desire lingered in the air.
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notapradagurl7 · 5 months
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Studio.
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Summary: You spend a night with your boyfriend who was a producer by the name of Metro Boomin, little did you know, the night ends with passion.
(a/n: he's so fine.😫❤️)
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The smooth rhythm and blues softly echoed in the room, stemming from the twin jet-black speakers on both sides of the room. You slowly bopped your head up and down to the music, while your deep brown eyes watched he heard your voice, The music flowed through the room, your back leaned on a plush jet-black sofa, surrounded by the four walls painted maroon red in the medium-sized room.
"Your voice is beautiful on this song, baby." Leland praised, his pearly whites shined in his smile and a grin on his face as he drew nearer to you.
Leland and You were at the studio, collaborating on a new song for your album. You shyly glanced at your boyfriend who happened to be none other than Metro Boomin, a well-known music producer.
"Thank you, baby," you said, smiling. "I really appreciate it."
Leland leaned in and kissed you gently on the lips. "You know I always tell you the truth," he said, pulling back and looking into your eyes. "You have a gift, you and I can't wait to everyone to hear it."
He was always so supportive and encouraging, even when you doubted yourself. You took a deep breath and smiled again. "Let's keep working on this song," you added, turning back to the mixing board. "I think we're onto something really special here."
"Yeah, I'm thinking about making something else..."
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Your stomach pressed against the black suede couch cushion and your skin shivered at the soft fabric. Your backside arched in the air for him, his hands gripped your hips. His slim hips rolled into your with a slow, rough pace from behind, his tip kissing your cervix repeatedly. "oh shit.." you cried out, your hands gripping the armrest tightly as you buried your face into the pillow, moaning loudly after every stroke. Your eyes fluttered back, and saliva dripped from the corner of your mouth.
Suddenly, he pulled out and flipped you over onto your back. You gasped loudly as he slid back inside, now facing you. Your eyes locked intensely as he picked up the pace, "You feel soo good.." you mewled, thrusting harder and faster. Your breasts bounced with each movement, and he leaned down to suck roughly on your erect nipples, sending tingling vibrations through your body. You tangled your fingers in his locs, urging him on.
"Oh Fuck..Leland!" you dragged out, your fingernails sunk into his shoulder blades leaving scratches on his skin as your essence smeared on his dick, The sounds of their skins slapping against each other as you trembled and cried out in ecstasy, he quickened his pace, you get wetter and wetter, his eyes fixed on yours.
Your eyes fluttered back with your mouth hung open to announce your climax, "I-i'm cummingggg!" he quickly pinned your legs over your head and watch himself fuck you ruthlessly, "You taking it so good baby..." he praised, crashing his lips into yours as a knot formed in your stomach, your climax crashed over you like a tsunami, you came undone on his dick, you squirmed beneath him, your body shaking.
He emitted a quiet moan and slowly withdrew from you, falling on your body as the two of you both rose. The pair reclined on the couch, recovering their breath, and softly laughed at one another.
After putting on their outfits and freshening up, the couple shared a meaningful look before affectionately kissing each other on the lips.
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