#florian munteanu fanfic

[lady-olive-oil]

Genevieve: I’m the baddest around and there ain’t nothing anyone can do about it.

Florian: you sure about that? Looking a little basic to me.

Genevieve: Watcha mouth when you talking to me. You wanna keep all your teeth?

Florian; Oh I do and so I am. Question is; do I need to use them on you?

Genevieve: Cocky and disgusting.

Florian; I didn’t hear any objections.

Genevieve: Get over yourself Munteanu.

Florian; Not till you get over me first.

Genevieve: Good bye!

~~~~~~

I had to!🤣it’s been a thought in my head lately.

To my good sis @tallulahchanel here’s a little something something.😏

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[freshstartbaby]

TERRIFY

Florian was waiting inside the restaurant. A sophisticated nice place, with dark decoration, brown vibrations and few neons lights. Youth’s Fountain was one of their favorite places with Grace.

The etablissement was neat, mature, delivered excellent wine, creative hookas and had a good DJ. The last information was essential for Grace, she could not settle in a place where the music was not giving.

Florian’s thighs was bumping into anticipation and he could not resist to check his silver watch every minute. She was late and he was sure she was doing it on purspose.

Grace was always on time, to her you were already late when you were on time. So if she was showing up late, she probably had an issue or she was doing it on purpose. The idea of something happening to her created a tiny stomachache to Florian, but he was sure it was not that. He knows how she act when she’s upset and why she was upset.

His long fingers let mist on the beer glass he just finished to eased his mind. Florian valued humbleness, even if he had a certain ego, he knew he messed up something in his friendship with Grace. And the worst in this situation was that it was entirely his fault, he wanted to make it right.

Once he decided to call Grace to reassure his self that she was alright, he saw her penetrated the place. He put down his phone on the table while his green eyes were glued to her.

Grace greeted the waitress and told her about the reservation removing her sunglasses. She was wearing her signature bright smile and followed the tall girl slowly. While the waitress was taking her to the table, people were definitely checking her out. Florian was used to that. The glow of her mocha skin always had this effect on people. Whenever hairstyle she was having, everything suits her, today was boho braids and Florian was already falling for it. She had an aura that made people shiver and Florian was definitely one of them.

He got up when she arrived at the table. Without a word one of Florian’s arms wrapped around Grace’s waist and hers gently grab his strong biceps. He was so glad she didn’t pushed him back. Not that she used to do so but he was just walking on eggshells. They looked at each others in silence sitting down.

« 28 look good on you G. » he said hyping her up before moving one of her braids and shaking her right shoulder slightly. His hands were already begging to have her.

Grace didn’t had the time to answer that a particular waiter came at the table addressing directly to her.

« I knew it. I knew that if this Big Boy was here, you wouldn’t be far away ! » he said pointing her with a teasing voice

« How you been Martin ? » she answered kindly. The waiter just nodded his head before continuing

« I love your outfit. » he cheesed referring to the olive dress she was wearing.

Florian licked quickly his lips before letting his arms fall on Grace shoulders, massaging the back base of her neck. A shiver traveled her spine before she finally thanked politely the waiter. Florian’s motion made him step back a little before he took the drink’s order. Florian let his fingers touch Grace’s neck while he watched the waiter go before he said with a little irritation in his voice

« The way he keep trying to flirt with you everytime we come here, it’s-«  Florian said letting the « s » sound between his lips looking for the right word

« It’s what ? » Grace said with a lifted eyebrow pushing the rest of her braids behind her shoulder

« Funny. »

« Funny ? » she repeated with her head falling to her left side

« Mhmh. »

« What is so funny about wanting to flirt with me ? » she said removing his hand from her body and locking her eyes with him.

Florian looked back at her for long seconds while his heart beat was increasing. He exhaled, look down and finally whispered in a low tone

« You know I what I me-« 

« I can’t ear you, speak up. »

« I said you know what I mean. » he said again more louder this time after a growl.

Grace stared at him having difficulties to say that simple sentence with a lot of deception. Why was it so hard for him ?

« How was your birthday ? » Florian asked breaking the silence.

« You weren’t there but it was pretty amazing. »

He smiled and kept digging. He knew Grace was going to act a bit bitter for a long time tonight and he couldn’t show anything less but resilience.

Few months ago Cloe came at Grace, publicly, during a party talking about how she didn’t believe in straight platonic friendship between man and woman and that it was just a matter of time before her boyfriend kind of dump Grace. Florian was so surprised that nothing came out of his mouth. Not a joke, not a argument, no nothing. The party became weird in a snap.

After that, too much time passed without any communication between them. Grace felt for the first time that Florian was not on her side. The feeling was not sitting right, not at all, but she didn’t want to pursue a relationship she had to fight for. Not like that. Relationship was supposed to be easy, lov- friendship was supposed to be easy. And since this situation, it’s not. Even if it will be hard, she just wanted to move foward. She had already experienced having to fight for being love back and she promised herself it will not happen again.

Florian did not had easy months either. All the arguments with Cloe, all the self doubt, all the burdened feelings. The situation was so wrong and he felt a lot of guilt. Not having news from Grace, specially during her birthday, which he knows was a very important moment for her, was not what he wanted. Even if Florian was overthinking for month, he only had the courage to contact her few days ago. Why ? He was freaking lost.

« I miss her. » Florian said slumped on the couch during a boys night. His friends looked at he him and started chuckling seeing him this miserable. « Just call her man. She will pick up, you know her. » Sandro said reassuring him. « She will not ! » Masias said knowing too much how Grace could get when Florian pissed her off. « Are we talking Cloe or ? » Dejan asked really not sure about the girl he was taking about. Masias and Sandro started chuckling again knowing their friend was in a complicated situation. Florian looked at them with a tiny smile and put his middle finger up « Fuck y’all. » he mumbled.

Dinner was alright. Not good, not bad, it was alright. Florian and Grace tried to catch up the last months, he was definitely asking all the questions but it wasn’t a big deal. He was really interested and earring her talk was a blessing after having no news. Grace’s answers were a bit short and straight to the point but she tried not to be on defensive. She didn’t want to be the bitter one, she really wanted to act cool.

It was harder than she thought. It was hard to be insensitive infront of him. The way his navy sweater was hugging his body, the shiny chain trap between his torso and the fabric, his hands always finding a way on her body, his eyes locking sight with her while blowing smoke from his hookah. Yeah it was hard keeping her composure and seeing him after all this time remind her why she was so mad. The amont of love she had for him was insane. Maybe too much ? It’s certainly was a waste. She wanted to be in a relationship with someone who really loved her, something when she wasn’t the second choice or the fantasy dream. And the way Florian act last time ? It wasn’t what she wanted. Their friendship had run out course.

« I’m get going. » Grace said after emptying her mint tea glass. She grabbed her purse looking for her credit card when Florian grabbed her forearm, frowned his eyebrow slightly before putting his card on the table. « Already ? » he asked touching his nose trying to look her in the eye, he felt like she was trying to shorten their time. She nodded slowly looking around the place, it was certainly the last time she will be there. She wasn’t a masochist.

« Look we didn’t have the time to talk about what happen. » Florian said looking Grace ready to get out his car. He had to insist more than five time to let him drive her home.

Grace remove her hand from the door slowly. « We had. » she said rubbing her right eye gently. « We had the time but we decided not to. Didn’t we ? » she said in a monotone voice finally looking at him. It was just above a whisper.

« You’re right, you’re right Gigi. »

« I am sorry Gigi. » that’s how he began. It was a good start, really. He tried his best patching things up, being honest, explaining how much she meant to him but also how much he didn’t want to risk their friendship over a relationship he didn’t knew if it was worthy enough.

After that he continued, trying to put the right words on what he was feeling, but Grace wasn’t listening anymore. « I got feeling but I don’t know if it will work or if it worth it. » she eared again and again. So she wasn’t worthy enough for him.

« Look Florian-«  Grace said cutting him off, she had ear enough. « Thank you for your apologies, I, I » she said losting the track of her thoughts. She wanted to be out of this car, quickly. « I appreciate them and accept them, but let’s just not go this way. We should you know, you do you with Cloe and we stay in touch in a friend way-« 

« Wait what ? » he said trying to keep up with what she was saying « Gigi talk to me, I don’t even know what you’re thinking, you been on mute-« 

« Because you didn’t even ask ! Like did you even care ? You were the one on mute when she came at me ! »

« Of course I care I was just surprised, what was I supposed to do, talk to her infront of everyone ? You know I couldn’t do that. It’s not because I didn’t do it infront of you that it did not happen ! You can’t be mad at me for that »

« Why are we having this conversation ? »

« What-« 

« Why. Are we. Having this conversation ? »

« Because I want to make things right ! »

« No we’re having this conversation because you want to feel better ! »

« Gigi » he whispered letting his head fall on the headrest « I just don’t want to lose you. »

Rain drops started falling on the car. The silence in the vehicle made the sound more loud. Grace looked at the window and finally find a way out

« I don’t want to lose you either. But I want a friend who can have my back 100% or a boyfriend that don’t have any doubt of my worth. » Florian head snaped quickly at the word « boyfriend «  not really sure of what’s Grace said.

« I know your wor-« he said in a quick motion

« Flo, take care. » she said ending the conversation putting her left hand on his.

Florian watched her leaving the car, still lost in his feeling and having the strong will not to give up on anything, specially not on Grace.

-

Helloooo guys, it was funny writing my first ask ! I was afraid that there were too much similarities with Same Hearts, different places but i think it turn out pretty well (?)

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[stargirlfics]

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[mauvecherie-writes]

Omg your request are open💃🏾💃🏾💃🏾💃🏾

Can I request these prompts for

Florian

Wow. That outfit...oof. Here, let me help you get it off.” 

Oh my god. Did we just break the bed?”

How’re we gonna explain this?”

“I may or may not have left some....marks.”

Thank you

Breaking Bed.

PAIRING: Florian Munteanu x Black reader.

SUMMARY: Prompt 7: “I may or may not have left some… marks.”

37: “Wow, this outfit ...oof. Here, let me help you get it off.”

45: “Oh my god. Did we just break the bed?”

46: “How’re we gonna explain this?”

WARNING: 18+, Mature themes, sexual content, unprotected sex (wear a condom at all times please), minor dirty talk.

WORD COUNT: 893

NOTES: requested by @est1887.

It had been a friend’s get together but as the night went on, it turned out into a full blown party. The further the night progressed, the drunker and hornier you became. Your boyfriend, Florian, being a hunk of a man did not help your situation either. He was dressed in a simple black sweater matched with dark grey jeans with that chain that always always dangled in your face when he was above you. He had shaved his hair and beard for his upcoming role in The Borderlands film but he still held that air of dominance around him that made your pussy clench.

Masias and Sandro were taking too much of his attention and you couldn’t have that, You sauntered towards him. The straps of your green silk mini dress slipping down your shoulders, a drink in your hand and a mission in mind. Without a care, you stood in front of his friends and wrapped your fingers around his neck and tilted your head to the side. Florian smirked as he pulled you closer and let his hand naturally fall to your ass and caress it.

“Can I help you sweetheart?” He mumbled as he licked his lips as your bodies subconsciously swayed to the music playing. You stood on tiptoes and brushed your lips against his.

“I’m not wearing any underwear and I want you to fuck me. Hard.”

And that’s all it took for Florian to pick you up and you back to his home. He threw you onto the bed and watched you crawl towards him before standing on your knees in front of him. Your hands played with the front of his jeans.

He cradled you head in his large hands as he looked into your eyes and gave you a lazy smile. “Wow, this outfit ...oof.” He groaned as pecked your lips and let his lips trail down your jawline. “Here, let me help you get it off.” As much as he enjoyed watching your body move against the fabric of the dress, he knew that it’s be better on the floor of his bedroom.

After that, all the brakes were off. Your movements were rushed, clothes haphazardly thrown around the room before Florian turned you onto your stomach and roughly pushed through your walls. He didn’t hold back, fuelled by the alcohol in his system, he was relentless with his thrusts, no mercy for the damage induced on your body but you didn’t care, you welcomed the pain with the pleasure.

“Fuck Daddy, please keep fucking me like that.” You cried. Tears stained your face as you pulled on the sheets. You could feel the bed shake underneath you, the creaking of the frame echoing into the room, mixing with your moans.

“You love Daddy using you as his fuck toy don’t you?” Florian growled, his fingers digging into your flesh, your skin slapping against his powerful thighs.

“I fucking love it Daddy! Use me! Please, oh please! FUCK!” The large knot sat in the pit of your stomach as the tip of his cock pushed against your g-spot. “Daddy, I’m gonna cum!”

Florian wanted to see your face as you did so he switched your position. His body in between your legs, one hand holding you down by your waist as the other gripped the wooden headboard. As he rutted into your core, pushing deeper and harder, your long nails found his back and made them their home.

As he wrecked your body, you didn’t care about the damage you made to either of your bodies. You tighten your grip around his body, trapping him against you. In the whirlwind of your lust, you both failed to realise the weight of your bodies and the strains of your actions were weakening the bed frame until it was too late.

The loud crack and thud snapped you out of your haze and brought your movements to a halt. You and Florian looked at each other trying to make sense of what just happened.

“Oh my god! Did we just break the bed?” You mumbled as it dawned onto you, Before long, the two of you were in a fits of laughter. The mood drastically changed as Florian fell to the side of you, laughing harder. “You always go too damn hard for no fucking reason and now the bed is broken! Again!”

‘Well stop having some good ass pussy then!” he shrugged his shoulders and then slapped your ass which caused you to squeal and then giggle. He laid a kiss onto your ass before getting up from the bed and walking towards the bathroom. Your eyes felt onto his back and the sight caused you to gasp out loud.

“What?” Florian stopped in his tracks and turned to you with a frown of curiosity drawing on his features.

“I may or may not have left some … marks.” You confessed as you chewed on your bottom lip. He walked up to the mirror and then looked at the long and bright red marks lining his back.

“Babe!” He groaned in slight annoyance. “How are we gonna explain this? I have a photoshoot tomorrow.”

“We? This sounds like a personal problem to me.” He gave you one warning glare before diving onto the bed and tickling you.

“You’re gonna be sorry for that.” …

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[blackmissfrizzle]

Playing Games- Part Trois (La Finale)

Characters: Florian Munteanu

Summary: As @scoop93535 said RIP to the pu**y

Warnings: Probably the nastiest smut I wrote in awhile. So I don’t know if you need to pray before, after, or both.

A/N: Shoutout to @damnitaa for suggesting Tommy Pistol, which inspired this chapter!

ENJOY!

Once inside the house, Flo told you to sit on the couch and not to move one muscle and that’s exactly what you did. You sat with your back erect, a few inches from the couch, hands resting on your knees, and your heels planted on the ground. So badly you wanted to lift your feet, but you knew Florian would have known you moved.

When he felt that you waited long enough, he returned downstairs in nothing, but his gray sweats slung low on his hips and something in his hand.

“Now you want to be a good girl?” Flo commented on how you remained in the same position he left you in with your head hanging. “I’m letting you know that ain’t gonna save you.” Florian leaned over the couch and your shoulder. “You made your bed, now it’s time to lay in it.” Still you said nothing. Hopefully, it would gain you some favor even if deep down you knew it wouldn’t.

Soon you felt the coolness of metal touch against your skin. It was a necklace and you were tempted to look down, but Flo’s harsh voice reminded you not to until he said so.

“You can look now.” Immediately your eyes casted down to your chest and saw Florian’s name written in cursive.

“I love it, Daddy!” You tried to jump in his lap to give him a hug, but he stopped you. Florian grabbed a good chunk of your hair and pulled your head back. “Only good girls get hugs. Not bratty little sluts who like to test their daddy’s patience.”

A shiver ran through you as Flo traced the necklace against your skin. “This was supposed to be a sweet gift. A gentle reminder of who you belong to,” His voice was much softer now. “But now it’s gonna be a reminder of how you gotten fucked like the slut you are.”

He shed his sweats far enough for his dick to bob up and down. A groan escaped your lips at the sight and Florian used that as his chance to hook a finger in your mouth to bring you to your knees and his dick. “You wanted Big Nasty, well you’re about to meet him tonight.”

Flo didn’t give you a chance to put his dick in your mouth, instead he shoved it in, fucking your face. He loved the sound of his dick hitting the back of your throat, it reminded him so much of him being deep in that pussy.

“Mmm, I might have to keep you like this.” Flo moved your hair to one side. “You’re so beautiful with a mouth full of dick. And quiet too.” He grabbed the back of your head to assure you don’t go anywhere. “And most importantly… You. Can’t. Talk. Back.”

Your face was a mess. Luckily, the waterproof mascara and eyeliner were doing their jobs, because tears were escaping your eyes like nothing. But the force of his dick shoving down your throat had you drooling everywhere.

Flo pulled your mouth off him and stared at you. He knew you probably thought you looked a hot mess right now, but he thought the opposite. You looked absolutely fucking beautiful to him.

He gripped his dick and like the trained girl you are, you stuck out your tongue. It felt so heavy against your tongue that you almost started sucking again, but Flo pulled away and spit in your mouth instead.

Looming over you, Flo kicked off his sweats. He admired your beautiful form, but you had too many clothes on. “You got 30 seconds to get out of that dress or I’m ripping it.” Florian warned you.

Your hands went to the hem of your dress and you pulled it off, revealing your naked body. Soon as you took off your heels, Florian had you bent over, you trapped under his leg and your ass exposed.

You were expecting a spanking, but when Flo’s tongue licked your sopping wetness, you jumped trying to escape, but Flo held you down. “Stop moving, before I pop you,” Florian warned you.

It was a struggle to stop yourself from squirming. Flo’s tongue was magical. You could feel the beginnings of your orgasm from the tip of your toes.

“Daddyyyy.” You couldn’t reach his face, so you settled for resting your hand on his thigh. Florian took his free hand and interlocked his fingers with yours. That soft and gentle gesture had you busting all over Flo’s face. He drunk your juices, doing his best not to let any go to waste.

The couch wasn’t working for him anymore. He needed more space to fuck you properly. Taking you in his arms, Florian made his way to the bedroom.

Once your body hit the mattress, you assumed the position. Face down, ass up. Florian loved having you vulnerable like this. He bent over you, trailing kisses down your spin causing you to shiver uncontrollably.

“Mmm, look at daddy’s pretty baby. It’s a shame I can’t reward you.” He nipped at your earlobe.

“I’m sorry, Daddy. I promise to be good!” You pleaded with him, but you didn’t dare to turn your head towards him.

Flo grabbed your hair and pulled your head back far enough for him to look at him. “Did I fucking say you could talk!?” He growled while wrapping his other hand around your throat.

His gruff voice had you dripping down your thighs. “No, Daddy. I’m sorry.”

Florian let go of you, almost like he was shoving you away. He went to the chair in the corner of the room to retrieve something. By the sound of it, it was something metal.

SNAP. Oh, shit you thought. It was a fucking belt. You hated when he used the belt to spank you, but you had to boss up and take it like a champ.

To your surprise the belt was wrapped around your neck instead of smacking your ass. Florian tugged on it gently. “Not too tight, is it?” He asked lovingly, ensuring that you were safe.

“It’s perfect.” With those words, Florian switched back to mean daddy mode and rammed inside of you. At that welcomed intrusion you were coming apart.

Flo was pumping into you like a wild man, confusing you to when one orgasm started and the other ended.

“You got my attention now! Stop crying. Isn’t this what you wanted, baby?” Florian asked mocking you, pulling on the belt until he saw your brown eyes filled with that sex haze.

He continued his assault until he was satisfied with the amount of orgasms you had in that position. He laid you on your sides with your back against his chest. “No more. I can’t take anymore. I learned my lesson.” You pleaded with the man and pushed against his chest.

Florian ignored your feeble attempt to fight him off and almost put a flat palm deep inside you. It stunned you and turned you on that his whole hand almost fit inside of you.

He was going in and out of your pussy so fast that you could see your wetness splashing around. Occasionally, he would slip his hand out, slip his dick in, and slap his fingers against your tongue while whispering the dirtiest things to you.

Knowing he was close to finishing, Florian switched positions. He wanted to look into your eyes when he cums inside of you.

Florian practically was hugging you by how close he was to you. “Fuck! You’re so beautiful like this, ingerul meu (my angel). I might need you to act up like this more often.” He commented on you looking fucked out of your mind.

Him sexing you like this with sweat dripping down his face and his chain dangling against his chest made you swore you had died and gone to heaven.

You placed your hands on both sides of his face and kissed him, teasing his tongue a little bit. “Cum in me, Daddy.” You bit down on his bottom lip, pulling it a bit.

“Who said I need your permission? This is what I want your pussy for. To keep my cum deep inside.” Florian grunted while Florian sat back on his haunches bringing you with him while he pumped into you. Your mouth was right near his ear and your sinful moans were the things to catapult him into his orgasm causing you to follow.

Flo continued to hold you minutes after. He had to calm you down after such an intense session. “You good, baby?” Flo pushed back some of your hair that clung to your sweaty forehead.

You broke into a giddy smile and giggled. “I’m the best.” You kissed Flo all over his face in gratitude. He chuckled at your excessive affection but loved it, nonetheless.

Reluctantly, Florian pulled out of you, laying the both of you down. Neither one of you had the energy to clean up. You just silently laid there, enjoying the other’s mere presence for the first time in months.

Flo was the first to break the silence. “So, you done playing your little games?”

You bopped his nose and smiled evilly. “Not by a long shot.”

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[fumbling-fanfics]

Red Shorts - Florian Munteanu x Reader

This just came into my head when I was working on something else (Viktor fic). This is so rough and rubbish - but if I don't get it out of my head I won't be able to finish the other two Viktor pieces I have.

Pairing: Florian Munteanu x Reader

Warnings: None really, Florian being a flirt.

Inspo: Those mf red shorts (am I right)

You were sat at the hotel bedroom vanity, in one of the fluffy hotel robes, prepping you face to do your make-up. You were only half dressed in your black lacey bodysuit, still wondering what jeans or skirt to wear.

You were both getting ready to go out with Florian to celebrate Sandro's birthday. First would be lunch (because God knows ths boys all liked to eat) and then into and onto the night.

You were under the impression Florian was almost ready until you caught his passing reflection in the mirror as you rubbed the primer into your cheeks. He appeared far from dressed. "Florian?" you called, turning away from the mirror. After a few minutes when he didn't reply, you called out to him again. After a few seconds he appeared in the bedroom doorway.

He raised his eyes brows in response to your calling. But you just stared at him, as he stood there, phone pressed against his ear, in nothing but red Calvin Klein boxers. You had so many questions. None of which actually came out.

He was talking into the phone in German, and after a few seconds he wondered into the bedroom and to the wardrobe, to the side of you, opening it. You carried on starring at him, which he seemed oblivious to.

You just stared. At everything. His ass. His thighs. The way his V seemed to stand out more, begging you to touch it. Even the curve of his ass was begging to be touched. The way his V disappeared into the front of his boxers... You close your eyes, pretending your not staring. But you are, so you open your eyes and keep staring.

Florian hungs up, placing his phone next to your laid out make-up. "What do you think of this?" he asks holding up a t-shirt against his chest. When you don't reply, he pulls out another t-shirt. "This one?" "Are you serious?" you snap, getting up. "What?" Florian looks so confused, looking at the t-shirt and then back at you. "You think you can just stand here, in those fucking boxers, like it's nothing" your quickly undoing the belt of the hotel robe. Quickly shrugging it off, letting it drop onto the floor. Your fingers fumble with the fastening of the bodysuit, desperately trying to get it off. Florian just watches you, a huge smirk on his plastered across his face. "We're gonna be late" he laughed. "Oh, I'm sure we are" you pull the bodysuit over your head and throw it to the floor. Your hands meet Florian's bare chest as you push him back towards the bed.

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As you enter the restaurant you're hoping no one quite notices the late arrival of you and Florian. "You two are late" Sandro slightly scolds, as he stands up from the table to greet you with a hug. "That's not my fault, that's Florian's" you state, handing Sandro his present in the gift bag. "Excuse me?" Florian exclaims, sitting down at the table at one of the two empty seats, after hugging Sandro. You sit in the one next to him, which has Masias on your other side, you greet Masias with a kiss on the cheek. "I was almost ready, and then you caused the delay" Florian didn't reply, worried what you were about to say.

After you put in your late ordered, you fall into conversation with some other people at the table. "I love your make up" a girl across the table comments. "Its nice a glowy" she smiles. "Thanks" you smile back - remembering you didn't even get to do your make-up properly. "What's the color?" she asked, you felt Florian turn beside you. "Hmmmm, I'm not sure... D something..." you think out loud. You feel Florian jab you under the table. You pretend to think some more, then give up. "Sorry, I never remember all these makeup names" you laugh.

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[ellixthea]

Surprise

Request: @michelleteriney “I need some dirty Florian Munteanu smut. Just plain flithy PLEASE.”

A/N: Soooo as you may know I’m not comfortable with writing smut for some reason so instead, I wrote something with sexual tension but I don’t know what to think about it so if you wanna tell me if it’s bad or good please do it 😂 Oh and by the way if any of you who writes smut would like to give me tips about it, I would be happy to take your advices 😉

You woke up with your head on the chest of the body you had been craving for the past 6 months. Florian was still asleep so you took a better look at him and you thought he was adorable. He looked peaceful and incredibly handsome, even with his eyes closed. Sometimes, you would wonder how adorable he could look and how nasty he could be. You stopped looking at him and put your head back on his chest, hearing his heartbeat echoing in your ears when you felt that he was moving, signaling that he was waking up.

“Good morning beautiful.” Florian said with his low morning voice that you missed way too much. He was caressing your cheek with his large hands.

“Good morning. Did you sleep well?”

“With you by my side, it couldn’t have been better.” He replied and you looked at him. “You’re such a tease.” You said chuckling before kiss him.

You wanted to spend the next hours laying there with him but you both had plans for the day. He was back from filming his next movie for 2 weeks. The two of you spent the first week in Los Angeles, California where you live. You were a screenwriter so it was easier for you and your job to live there. The second week, you both flew to Germany, where Florian lived.

You’ve met Florian a year and half ago at work. You had been the screenwriter for several movies and you were currently working for the sequel of Creed. Since you had worked on the first movie, you knew Michael and the two of you got along pretty well and would even meet outside work, as friends. During the shooting of the sequel, you would sometimes be on set, to check if the lines fit perfectly and if changes were needed and that was where you met him, Florian. You were immediately impressed by his figure, just like everyone else. Tall, very muscular, a mysterious yet charming look. You tried to fight the growing feelings you felt towards him but when he started to talk to you and eventually asked you on a date, you just dive in. Now here you were, lying in bed next to him and you couldn’t be happier.

You removed the covers from your body and made your way to the bathroom.

“Where are you planning to do today?” He asked stretching before following you and soon the both of you were in the bathroom. You were only wearing one of Florian’s shirts and his was only in a pair of boxers.

“I got girl things to do.” You replied biting your bottom lip, your back against the wall with Florian being only a few inches from you, looking down at you in a way that would turn you on.

“Girl things huh?” He added with his low voice soon kissing and sucking your neck. Moans escaped from your mouth which let Florian know that he had to keep going but you had other plans in mind. You grabbed his face and kissed him deeply before pulling away. His green eyes were piercing yours which was adding difficulty of not keeping what you were starting.

“You have to see your friends today and I also got plans, I don’t want us to be late.” You announced while fighting what your body was asking for.

“We can be quick.” He replied, starting to kiss your neck again but you stopped him once again.

“I don’t want something quick. I promise it will be worth it.”

“Worth it? What will be worth it?” He asked while you were pulling him away from the bathroom with both of your hands on his muscular chest.

“Can’t tell.” You said before smirking at him and closing the bathroom door.

Once you were done getting prepared, Florian got prepared in the other bathroom and was about to leave. You were coming down in the living room when he grabbed his car’s keys.

“Do you know when you’ll be back.” You asked being now in front of him.

“I don’t know, probably around 6 p.m. You’re sure you still don’t wanna come with me?”

“It’s a guy day, I don’t wanna be the only girl there, but tomorrow you’ll be all mine.” You said and he kissed you.

“I will sure be.” He said before squeezing your butt. You smiled at his action as you watched him close the door.

You wanted to surprise him with lingerie. You knew how much he loved it since you had already worn some before, and he made you feel like a goddess. The way he would look at you was one of the best feeling.

When you were back from your shopping, it was the middle of the afternoon, which meant that you had a few hours to kill before the return of your boyfriend. You decided to try on the lingerie you bought so you made your way to the bedroom to have a nice view of your full body in the dressing. The lingerie you bought consisted of a black floral lace bra, which was highlighting your breast with a black floral lace high waisted panties. The set was only made of laces which meant that your skin was exposed. You checked yourself in the mirror, turned around a little to have a good view on everything and you find it beautiful and your level of confidence rose. You kept it on you and put on your clothes to way for him to come back.

You were laying on the couch, watching some Netflix when you recognized the sound of his car. You turned off the tv and ran up stairs to remove your clothes and put on your burgundy satin robe. You were hidden in the bathroom connected to your bedroom when he passed the front door.

“Dragᾰ?”

“In the bedroom.” You replied, your heart beating faster. The adrenaline rushing throughout your whole body made you even more excited. You were a little afraid he wouldn’t be in the mood or tired but you tried not to let those negative thoughts overrun your mind.

You heard the bedroom’s door opened and a smirk appeared on your face.

“Dragᾰ? You here?” At the end of his sentence, you opened the bathroom’s floor and his eyes met yours. Before he could ask you anything, you let the robe fell off your body, revealing the surprised you made for him. He looked at you from head to toes, mouth half opened.

“Did you have fun with your friends?” You asked, getting slowly closer to him before resting your arms on his elbows. He puts his large hands on your waist.

“I did, but it looks like I’m gonna have more fun now.”

“Who said we’re gonna do anything?” You replied, causing him to arch his eyebrow. Damn you loved it when he would do that. You were in a teasing mood, you wanted to make the excitation grow inside him.

“Oh dragᾰ, you can’t show up dressing this way and ask me to only watch.”

“Oh you think so?” You added and you slightly push him onto the edge of the bed. You positioned yourself between his legs so you were looking down at him. Florian puts his hands back on your waist and the two of you were staring into each other’s eyes. You could see lust in his eyes but also how incredible handsome he was. You often wondered how you got so lucky. You put one hand behind his head the other one on his chest before kissing him languidly. The way he returned the kiss was as if wanted to do this for a long time, even though he left a few hours before. You could feel the love. The two of you kept kissing when he lifted you so now you were above him, his hands on your butt, grabbing it. You helped him remove his shirt and pants, as if the two of you were in the rush to feel each other. He got up from his position so now he was sitting and you were sitting on him, facing him. You could feel how hard he was getting.

“I missed you way too much during those past 6 months.” He said before crushing his lips on yours.

“Show me then.” You replied and without losing any time, he flipped you over and was now on the top of you.

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[sparklemichele]

Ok so I’ve been going over in my head what I would want out of a Florian piece and idk that interview about he doesn’t 100% believe in love/relationships would be good so like maybe he’s battling internally with this girl he’s attracted to but he likes his life and the ease of no strings or commitment but he does like her so some drama and smut idk something meaty

Here is part one. Hope you enjoy.

Just Friends

Florian Munteanu x Black Reader

Your face lit up when you saw Florian’s name pop up on your phone alerting you of a Facetime call from him. You reached over to your nightstand and grabbed your phone.

“Good morning.” You smiled into the phone when his handsome face came into view.

“Why are you still inthe bed? Did you not work out this morning?” Florian asked just before chugging down some of his protein drink.

“I’m about to get up. Some people down get up at the crack ass of dawn to work out.” You laughed.

“Sounds like an excuse to me. Did you have a chance to look over the script I sent you?”

“Yeah I did. It was good, but I like the last one you sent me better.”

Florian nodded his head pondering the script you were speaking about.

“I like that one too. I have to look at it again.”

“What did you wear to bed last night?” Florian asked with a playful grin on his face.

“Quit fucking around Flo!” You laughed. Your laughed turned into a frown when you noticed a thin,white blonde come into view in the background wearing just a white t-shirt grab something out the fridge. With a bottle of water in her hand she walked up to Florian and kissed his cheek.

“Hi!” she chirped at you and disappeared. You frowned.

“Florian why are you calling me when you have guest?”

You sighed frustrated with Florian. Why would he call you when he had female company? You both never really had a deep conversation about what happen between you two several months ago. You remembered that night like it was yesterday.

Everyone was drinking and having a good time at your best friend Shawnee’s house. In her line of work as a makeup artist for movies and television shows she constantly met new people. This evening she had a few of the cast from the new movie she was working on over her house and the party was lively. You were taking shots of your favorite vodka Svedka when you laid eyes on him. He stood out from everyone in the house and he was fine as fuck. You both locked eyes at the same time and gazed at one another. His gaze was so intense you felt body heat sneak up on you and you had to avert your gaze. You shook your head and decided to chalk it up to the three shots you just took. As the night progressed you noticed he was a hit with the ladies. The man was a walking sex magnet. You were having fun at the party and tried not to feel sometype of way when women were all up on the tall, muscular stranger.

“Shawnee, who is he?” You nodded over to where he was standing.

“Girl ain’t he fine! That’s Florian he is the second lead in the film I’m working on. I told you about him.”

“You did.” You didn’t remember.

“Yes, girl. You want to meet him.”

“No. I’m good. I’m going to go outside for a minute. It’s getting stuffy in here.” You made your way through the crowded house and sighed with pleasure when the cool air embraced you as you walked outside. You pulled your phone from your back-jean pocket and tried to focus on your phone. You were really feeling those shots. You were liking some friends posts on Instagram when you heard a thick, deep accent say hello. You looked up in the direction of the sexy sounded voice wondering if it was aimed at you. It was. He was walking directly up to you. He stopped just inches from you. Your knees went weak as you smelled his cologne. It had a citrusy and woody smell and it had you ready to do all things.

“Hi.”

“I’m Florian. I heard you are Shawnee’s best friend.”

He was asking about you?

“Since third grade. Are you enjoying yourself in L.A.”? The memory of Shawnee telling you a little bit about him start to filter back.

“I am.” Florian smiled. You both got to know each other a little and surprisingly you were relaxed around him. So relaxed you didn’t notice that you both were leaned up against a car in each other personal space, staring at one another in-comfortable silence. Florian pulled on one of your kinky twist before his fingers caressed your cheek. It felt right, and you knew it was coming so you closed your eyes and seconds later you felt his soft lips on yours. You opened your mouth to him as you wrapped your arms around his thick neck. He tasted like strawberries and cognac. You both were deep in kiss when you heard someone screech his name. You quickly pulled from the kiss to see a Kylie Jenner clonewalk up to you and Florian with a frown on her face.

“Florian, I have been looking everywhere for you.” Her high pitch voice ranged out. Your ears were going to bleed. Something shift in Florian and mackdaddy was back.

“I’m right here baby.” He soothes talked to the clone backing up from you.

“Ugh.” You let your distaste be known and walked away from him and the look alike. You were so mad at yourself for letting your guard down. It had to have been the alcohol. You needed to get an Uber and get home. 

That was how you and Florian met. He had got your number from Shawnee and a couple of days later called you. You had to pick up the unknown number as your work number was also your private cell number. You had the mind to hang up on him, but you didn’t as he apologized for being an asshole and asked you out. You politely declined,and you could tell he was not use to rejection as he continued calling and asking you out. You held steadfast and eventually he realized you were not going to give in. You were pleasantly surprised that he kept calling and you both would talk about any and everything. You both met up to work out sometimes, have coffee and even lunch. Before you realize you were talking almost everyday and were even talking to him about girls. Well he did most of the talking and you just listen with mostly a heavy heart.

So here you both were several months later thick as thieves. Both not willing to take a step further in the relationship. Florian not willing to fall for anyone and give up his lifestyle of hoetation and you were not willing to be just a notch in his belt. You would rather keep him in your life as a friend. You both got along great that way. However, the question always nagged at you how it would be if you both were more to one another.  

You heard Blondie call his name from you assumed his bedroom.

“Looks like someone is ready for round two.”

“Round two?” Florian frowned. “This is at least round five baby.” Florian sticks out his tongue laughing.

“Ugh…bye Flo.” You rolled your eyes and ended the call.

Asshole.

 Part Two Soon

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[lady-olive-oil]

Ok so hear me out!

I’ve been thinking of giving Work Out a revamp. The chapters 1-9 will still be there but, I’m doing a whole new one. Geneva is still gonna be Michael’s cousin and such but, there’s a twist. With the help of one for my sisters in writing @tallulahchanel I have gotten the urge to write again. Genevieve’s face claim will be changing most likely because I have some ideas in mind. Her face claim change is by one of my favorite wrestlers and she illuminates, black girl magic. None other than the lovely Jade Cargill. So! Stay tuned for more updates!

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[freshstartbaby]

My requests are open.

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Date Night with The Dragos

warnings: SMUT , So 18+ as always . 

Viktor Drago x Black Reader

(reader has a cute little night in with her husband)

other fics in the same timeline: mine , holidays with the dragos 

You add a little mascara to your bottom lashes before starting to slick your hair into a bun. You start your livestream.

“Okay y’all so we didn’t do a live for Christmas cause our little cherub was born right before Thanksgiving. Can you believe it?” you ask while waving at the camera and showing the screen the little shoes on the bathroom counter for the baby that’s probably too big for him to wear now but you’re just so excited for him to wear his little Doc Martens.

“How do you feel about this dress? I feel like it’s just right for the occasion but it feels a little silly to be wearing it indoors but I for damn sure wasn’t taking any risks with going out ri. So Restaurant A La Drago it its” 

You watch as the hearts pop up across the screen and the sweet comments about how you’re glowing and a few questions about Viktor.

“It’s actually date night so he’s downstairs cooking, again and will probably pop his head in at any minute to check on us. Can you believe he just made it in town yesterday? Safe to say I won at life with that one. He’s a complete papa bear and doesn’t even let us out of his sight when he’s here. But, we are still in a pandemic of course. So, date night will be at home. I think he’s trying to make sort of pasta, shrimp alfredo and some other food. I won’t bother him but I wanted to just come on for a bit and say a very late Happy New Year! I also promised y’all a “Plus Size Sex Q&A” so here we are.” you tell your viewers and instantly you see the questions start to pop up on the screen and one catches your eye. 

"Okay boo so you're saying that you're nervous about letting your man go down on you because of your double chin and fupa? He knows what you look like. He sees you regularly and he knows how beautiful you are , regardless. How they gon’ get offended cause you're living your best life and you’re extra plushy? Any man worth a damn is going to worship and taste the rainbow like the goddess you are. He better lift and push. Lift and stroke or he can lift the key to the door and go ‘cause you don’t have time for someone that makes you feel bad about your body. Simple. How are you gonna beat eggs if you aint got a handle to hold on to?  Also on that same topic. I notice a lot of women talk about wanting to taste like pastries, candy, or some sort of fruit. And I'm like, baby if he wanted a fruit basket he better hit up Edible Arrangements. He/she/they already know what's up. Same with hair. They better call you their little furby and call it a day. As long as you're clean and healthy.  We are adults. It’s your choice. Men who have a problem with this, cum probably taste radioactive. You’re just fine." You say supportively as the positive comments and questions pour through the section at the bottoms of the screen. 

'How about riding your man when you're plus size?' the next question sticker you selected was put up onto the screen for everyone to see. 

"I know that a lot of us are worried about this because one, Megan Knees are few and far in between. And two, we don't wanna feel like we're "crushing" them. So I feel like the best way for both of us is to kind of have him on the edge of the bed so that way you can place one foot on the floor and ooh make sure you grab a pillow! That way you can have your other knee next to his hip and on top of a pillow. So you're not putting your weight on him but not all the pressure is on your knees either. So you can go for longer and snatch his soul." You say giggling at the last bit.

At this point you hadn't noticed Viktor had come up to the bathroom to ask you if you wanted a snack, but he didn't want to interrupt your time with your viewers. 

He stood there admiring how you looked in your new dress. His gaze was all over you as he watched you in your element. Viktor didn’t even think that he had the words to describe the feeling of butterflies sitting in the pit of his stomach like he’s meeting you for the first time in the elevator at that press conference. 

"I also saw that question about the girls, the boobs not being perky and being afraid to just free them during. But like-"Do my titties hang low?  Do they wobble to and fro? Can you tie ‘em in a knot? Can you put ‘em in a bow? YES." You say laughing softly as the 😂 emojis start to pop up in the comment section

"Yes , they do and you know what? They fit in Vik’s hands just the same as all the others."  You say and you hear his coughing from the doorway . You turn to look at him already turning red as you smile at him.

"What's the topic for today? What are you talking about up here?" He asks with a small smirk and a blush across his cheeks. 

You stop and look at him for a moment dressed in a nice crisp grey button up with dark grey pants that had his thighs looking right. He even wore dress shoes as if you were actually going out.

"Look at you! I haven’t seen you out of gym clothes in so long. You look so damn handsome babe! They were saying that they're sometimes a little insecure about letting their guy see all of them because their boobs sag. . . Mine are here to feed Andrii. Don't nobody have time to have a bra on to pretend that they’re perky. Then it’s digging into my shoulders and my back rolls and I can’t even focus on what’s going on in front of me. It’s about your comfort and pleasure too.” you say and you read the comments of people complimenting you on settling on the Andrii’s name and saying how much they feel validated and seen. 

Viktor places soft kisses along your shoulder and neck before looking up at you and nodding. “You’re right. At the end of the day we are just glad to be seeing titties. It doesn't matter where they sit on your body.” 

You look at him and fall out laughing at him saying titties but nodding along with what he’s saying. 

“Do you remember- Okay this is too much information but do you remember when we first started talking and you said you’d never cu-” you are cut off by him kissing you and you giggle into his mouth knowing that he gets shy easily and don’t want them knowing his business.

He wraps his arms around you hugging you from behind in front of the large mirror before leaning down to the baby swing that’s to the left of you to look at Andrii asleep and clutching his blanket. 

“I would say that a lot of guys are , what is the word for it ? I’m trying to say that they want their girls to have the “perfect” everything. Perfectly curvy with no stretch marks or cellulite or anything else. But half of them are out here smelling like cheese with dirty socks. I stay in the gym at least 6 out of the 7 days of the week because of my career and I’m still saying don’t worry about them. None of that matters because when you find the right one for you. They’re going to want to be all up on you. But forewarning, this is the result-'' Viktor explains chuckles lowly as he turns your phone to Andrii. 

You shake your head and laugh softly at your man standing and reading the comments of how cute Andrii is and how much he looks just like Viktor. 

“Can y’all believe that? 9 months of literally feeling like I was growing an alien just for him to come out looking just like his papa. His full name is Andrii Viktor Ivan Drago, yes.” you say answer one of the questions about if you still wanted his middle name to be Viktor. 

“I’m sorry that I couldn’t do more because it is date night and y’all can’t see it right now but the way that this man got his giant hand tapping on my butt is letting me know that he wants me to wrap it up. So, I hope you have a good day and a new year full of good love and blessings on blessings.” you say to them before blowing them kisses and telling Viktor to say bye.

He couldn’t wait for you to turn off the instagram live so that he could love on you. 

“Damn I love you. You look so good. You always look good but you look amazing tonight. I’m sorry I couldn’t take you out but let me put Andrii in his bed so that I can show you what I’ve got for you, beautiful.” Viktor says to you before carefully leaning down to scoop Andrii out of the swing.

You meet Viktor downstairs with the baby monitor in hand and he tells you to close your eyes as he walks you over to the kitchen. 

“Okay, open. Don’t roast me but I tried.” he says as he takes his hands off of your eyes. 

As you open them, the candles and rose petals come into view. He decorated the living room with bouquets of flowers for you and candles with blankets, pillows, and movies set up near the tv. Dinner was already set up on the table with candles lit and the wine glasses already full. 

He even got the fireplace going. It was the little things that won you over with him. 

“Why would I roast you? It’s perfect, thank you bae! I love it and you.” you voiced as Viktor looks at you smiling all shyly. This giant ass boxer was a giddy little thing around his wife that he adored more than anything and getting praises from you was his favourite thing next to being a papa.

“That’s not it though. These are for you. I know that I didn’t have a chance to get you a “push gift” like you we were talking about. Hell, I was just hoping that I would make Andrii’s birth in time. The press for the fight again Adonis was crazy. But I ordered these like a week ago and was waiting for the right moment.” he explains and you eye him for a moment because this almost felt like when he put the box in your hand when he proposed. 

As you opened the first box the diamond necklace sparkled instantly under the kitchen lights along with the matching earrings and your arms instantly went around his neck to pull him in for a hug.

“These are beautiful, baby! Thank you.” You say to him before he takes it out of the box and places the set on you. 

“I meeaaannan I can be romantic or whatever.” he says jokingly using your phrase and he leans down to kiss you sweetly before asking if you’re hungry. 

“This smells and looks so good. I can’t believe you pulled it off bae.” you compliment him and he lets out a low chuckle as he shovels a fork of pasta into his mouth. 

Other couples usually did the sitting across the table thing from each other but you two were so clingy with each other that you had to sit next to each other.

You sat leaning into him while twirled some of the pasta onto the fork and fed it to you. 

“Nah, I fucked up while I was trying to add the sauce . I had to call the italian restaurant down the street from us but it’s still good, yes?” he asks and you nod before opening the other container. 

“Is this chocolate mousse?” you question and he laughs loudly knowing you’re about to go in.

The silence falls over both of you and you take his hand in yours when you notice that he’s deep in thought. 

“Do you remember what I told you, yes? There is no shame here. What is there to be ashamed of? You are my champion.  Win or lose. Belt or no belt. One loss to Adonis doesn’t make that any less true. I didn’t need to watch a single match to know that. I love you, and honestly you made enough money off of that match to retire and never have to step foot in the ring again. I’ve been thinking about it. If you wanted to go after your own dreams and not what your father wanted. I’d be behind you 100 percent.” you reassure him and he drops his head to your shoulder before leaning up to kiss you softly. 

“I’ll think about it...I love you. ” he replies quietly before you break the little bit of tension by asking him to pass you the mousse. 

Dinner went by so lovely with your man after getting the elephant in the room out of the way. It was just nice to enjoy him and his conversation after so long of him being away and you being focused on your work and Andrii. 

He really is the sweetest as he cleared the table and stood by the sink about to wash the dishes. 

You swayed your hips to the music as you sauntered over to him. The wine was already flowing through your system as you hugged him from behind. 

You take the towel out of his hand. He relaxes against you and lets out a breath as your hands run down his chest and to his stomach while you sway with him to the melody.

“What are you up to, wife?” he asks as he watches your hands travel to the button of his pants and undo them before slowly gliding your hand across his bulge, giving it a soft squeeze.

“Is this for me?” you tease as you begin to pump him slowly and you drop down in front of him. 

You kiss the head of his dick before kissing the side and licking a strip up the underside of him. 

“Just wanna thank you for all that you do for us. I really got the best husband in the world. You’re so good to me.” you say to him knowing that his praise kink is about to go into overdrive. 

“I vowed to take care of you. I intend to honour that… In all ways.” he says with a smirk while he’s cupping your chin and running his thumb across your cheek. 

“Let me take care of you right now.” you say laughing softly before running his tip across your lips and suckling softly before taking him into your mouth slowly to not gag as you glide him further. 

“God daaaammnn” was all he managed to say as you begin to slurp him down and bob your head . At this point you were an expert at breathing through your nose and throating all of him effortlessly. 

You look up at him through your lashes and wide eyed as you watch him grip the sink and thrust his hip using your mouth as much as he needs. You put your hands behind your back and let him work. 

He was already biting and licking his lips while moaning your name brokenly before asking you to stop after a few minutes. 

You let your lips trail over him slowly as you pull off with a pop and look up at him with a pout.

“You didn’t like it papi?” you tease him as you massage his thigh with one hand and continue to stroke him with the other.

He laughs deeply at the little pout on your lips as he wipes the mascara that smeared a little and he runs his thumb across your lip before pulling you up to him. 

“You’re such a lil tease. Come here.” 

He helps you wriggle out of your dress while you unbutton his shirt and push his boxers down further. 

Viktor aint waste no time lifting you off your feet and onto him. He walks you over to the huge pile of blankets and pillows in front of the fireplace.

He laid you in front of him as he planted heated kisses from your lips to your neck, to each of your breasts as he reached behind you and unclipped your bra, tossing it to the side. As he leaned down to softly lick over your nipples knowing that they’re a little sensitive he takes his time as you moan softly and lay your head back.

This man was going to be the death of you as he started trailing his tongue down your stomach and pulling the bright scarlet red lace thong you were wearing down your thick legs. 

He grabbed one of the pillows that was off to the side and put it under the lower part of your back. He wastes no time lifting your leg up to him and licks your inner thigh. 

He places a kiss to your other one and licks at your calf before laying in between your legs. He grips your hips and brings you up to his mouth to devour. 

Viktor grabs the back of your thighs , squeezing gently as he nibbles and suckles your clit into his mouth and swirls his tongue around it before licking between your folds and sliding his tongue into you at a rhythm that has you writhing and trying to wrap your thighs around him as he pushes deeper into you. 

You let out a low broken whine as he slides his hands from your hips up your sides and to your breasts to hold on. He lets go of one as he brings his hands to your mouth to get his fingers nice and wet when you suck on them. 

He brings them down to massage you while his tongue never falters and you are lifting your hips off of the pillow while warning him that you were close. 

“Don’t stop. Don’t stop. I’m almost there.” 

All you could do was close your eyes and lay your head back as you try to push his head off of you and he locks his arm around your waist. He didn’t stop until his beard was glistening with the essence of you and he sighed happily against you when you came. He placed soft kisses to you as he let go of your waist.

“Good girl. You made a mess, huh?” Viktor says massaging your thighs and he gives you a second to catch your breath as you sit up and kiss him bringing him down to lay on top of you and capture your lips in his, sloppily.

He slips his tongue into your mouth and you can taste yourself on it as his hands wander down your body massages over every roll, every dip, every crevice of your beautiful brown skin. 

You didn’t even need to make sure that he was fully where he needed to be because you could feel him resting heavily on your stomach as he grinded against you and kissed you back. 

Viktor pulls one of your legs onto his shoulder and then the other as he stroked himself for a moment before pushing into you. He turns his head to kiss your ankle as he rolls his hips into you. You can feel him pulsing inside of you as his strong thrusts sent you into a world of ecstasy. 

With a  slight sheet of sweat already adorning his beautiful chiseled body . You scraped your acrylic nails down his abs and watched them clench and his hips stuttered for a moment as he licked over his lips and chuckles when he shudders at your touch. You drag the nails over his thighs and let out a loud whine of his name when he finds your spot. 

“Fuck, fuck.” is all that he managed to say as he watched your breasts bounced from the force of his quickened, deeper thrusts before his eyes settle on yours. 

You stare into his emerald greens all glossy eyed and his reddened lips all puffy from you sucking on them. He had a hickey forming right above his trimmed patch from you suckling there earlier before taking him into your mouth. 

He falls over you resting his weight on his arms as his biceps flex and he leans down to kiss you again.

He hisses as his muscles tense and he leans down to nip at your neck. 

You rest your hand on his hip and push him back for a second. 

“You still sore?” you ask referring to his last fight that took place two days ago and he hadn’t had time for an ice bath or to get a deep tissue massage. 

“I’m alright. Damn you’re gripping my shit like a vice. Feels good?” he asked smiling softly, always aiming to please. 

You nod and push his hips back before letting him slowly pull out. 

As you moved him he looked confused for a second before you placed two pillows under his knees and laid on your stomach and pushed your hips back waiting for him. You reached back to grab his arm gently and lock it around your waist again. 

Viktor chuckles softly before letting out a “thank you baby”.  

He runs his dick against you for a moment getting it wet before gliding into you fully and effortlessly. 

His hands rubbing from the back of your thighs, to your cheeks, and up your back as he lays on grips your chin as he buries himself into you at a slow even pace, letting you adjust to him.

You both let out a loud drawn out moan and you hold onto the pillow in front of you while his thrusts begin to quicken. 

His strong thighs were hitting the back of yours with his powerful thrusts . You let out little soft squeals and moans as you rotate your hips to meet his thrusts and you swear this man was growling at this point when you lean back against his chest and gripped his thigh while he pummeled into you. 

As you gripped his thigh he brought his hands down your body and leaned up for a second into the bag sitting off to the side and grabbed the mini vibrator on it and dragged it from your nipples down your stomach to settle on your clit as he pushed into you once, twice, and by the third time you were already falling forward before he catches you and his fist hits the ground as his own orgasm crashes over him like a tidal wave. 

You let out a content hum/sigh as your eyes flutter closed and Viktor peppers kisses on your skin as he fucks both of you through it. 

“Love you. Love you.” he whispers into your ear and you silently thank your doctor for recommending a new type of birth control ‘cause this man would’ve given you triplets on this round. 

He sat the vibrator aside and rocked his hips at a slower pace as he massaged your back and gently pulled out. You could feel him dragging against your walls as he did and that made you shiver a bit. 

Viktor quickly turned you around to look at you and smile at you all fucked out and lovingly. 

You give him a small smile and place your hands on his cheeks just sharing a loving moment with him before he brings your hands down to his heart and places them there. You know what he meant as he closed his eyes and just relished in the moment for a second . Thinking about how blessed he was to have someone to love him the way that you do. 

He finally presses kisses to your hands and leans down to kiss you before telling you he’ll be right back. 

Viktor’s gone for a moment to grab a warm cloth, boxers for himself, check on Andrii, and grab a silk gown for you before returning to check on you. 

He wraps you in his arms after cleaning up and you two talk by the fireplace for who knows how long as he tells you he thinks he’s done with boxing for good. 

You reassure him that you’ll be there when Ivan ultimately has a heart attack over it and you’ll both get through whatever may come , together as always. 

(unedited so there might be some typos lol. also sorry for posting this on a sunday enjoy! lol. 

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