#maurizio gucci x reader

[glassbxttless]

Anything with Maurizio

Her Love is my Religion

Maurizio Gucci x f!Reader

summary: Even after four years of marriage, Maurizio still loves you like it’s Day One.

word count: 1.0k+

warnings: 18+ (no sexual themes, but i DO NOT want minors interacting with my content in any capacity), this is a short one! just fluff, alcohol mention

He can see you from across the room, that dress that dips so low— shows just the perfect amount of skin. Your hair is perfectly in place, a wine glass in your hand. You’ve got the prettiest smile on your face, legs crossed at the ankle. You’re speaking to his mother. He orders himself another drink, eyes drifting from the woman he loves to the hoard of men— including his father— sitting at a table a few paces to the left. One day he’ll be at that table, discussing the future of Gucci. But for now, he stands at the bar. He admires his wife from afar. Thinks he couldn’t possibly have gotten this lucky. Like all of the stars aligned just for him.

He thanks the bartender, pushing himself off of the counter. He smoothed his jacket just a bit, hand curled around his glass as he walked over to where you stand. His free arm curls around your waist, head dipping down to press a kiss against your temple. His mother smiles warmly, hand pressed against her chest. “Mio figlio.” She sighs happily, her heart bursting. She’s so proud of where Maurizio is in his life. Of how happy he is with you on his arm. She takes a moment to admire the protective hold he has on you, before she’s looking over for her own husband— excusing herself quietly.

Maurizio smiles, giving your hip a squeeze. “Let’s head out, mia piccola colomba.” He’s tipping your chin up, making you look him in the eye before he’s kissing you. He’s not got a care in the world as he does. Doesn’t pay any mind that there are people around or the fact that you’re at an event. The way your dress hugs your body in all of his favorite places reminds him of your wedding. It reminds him of your bodies pressed close, his hands on your hips and your head on his chest as you swayed to the live music his mother insisted on for your reception. The gleam of your ring under the flashing light reminds him of that night— laying you down in the bed you’ve shared for four years now, how the lamp shone directly onto the gold, letting him know you were officially a Gucci. His wife.

You pull away from his kiss, pressing a hand against his chest with a smile. “lead the way.” you tell him, eager to slip away from the conversations you’ve had to be keeping up on. His hand, large and heavy, wraps around yours. He can feel your fingers twist and tangle into his, something you’ve always done. Ever since that fateful meeting. You’d hold his hand so tightly, let him know you weren’t going anywhere. He brings your hand to his lips as he places both his glass and yours down on an empty tray. He kisses your skin gently, using his free hand to push the door open. His mother and father spot your departure and he just gives them a subtle wave. He’s getting the night with his wife whether anyone likes it or not.

It’s not a long walk, back to your apartment. But Maurizio slips his jacket off and wraps it around your shoulders just as he had so many times before. Your heels are the next thing to leave and he reaches for them, holding them in the opposite hand he’s holding yours in. “Have fun tonight?” he asks softly.

And the truth was, yes. You did have a nice time, believe it or not. You watched Maurizio mingle with those he hasn’t seen in years. Watched him light up because of jokes, smile at ideas he hadn’t thought of, and get praised by others. You watched deep blushes set in on his cheeks at times, you saw him even hug his father. “Yeah, I had a nice time.” You admit, savoring the details for yourself. He doesn’t need to know just how closely you have been watching him tonight, he might as well have an idea already with how closely he was watching you. “We should do it again sometime.” That causes a laugh to rumble out of Maurizio’s chest. “Oh, come on Mau. It wasn’t that bad!” You laugh at yourself. Maurizio had never enjoyed these kinds of things.

Maurizio makes quick work of letting you into your home, flipping the first light switch by the door. “Let’s take a bath?” He suggests. You watch as he disappears into the bedroom off the hall, untying his tie. The ruffling of clothes followed by the sound of the tub in the master bathroom filling up. There’s a large garden tub in there, fortunately big enough for you and Maurizio. And maybe that’s exactly how Mau loves to unwind after these kinds of things. Loves soaking in the hot water, relieving all the tension in his sore muscles— as he holds you close and thanks the moon for bringing you to him.

You’re quick to discard the jacket from your shoulders, leaving it in a messy pile of fabric at the end of your sofa. When you enter your bedroom, the master bathroom door is open wide and you can see Maurizio bent over the side of the tub to adjust the temperature of the water. You let your dress fall from your body. It again, forms a small pile at the end of your bed, just as the jacket had. You smile lovingly, Maurizio has a heart of gold. Just for you. Your underwear forms another small pile at the entrance of the bathroom, your arms wrapping around his waist from behind. His hand covers where yours are locked in place and he smiles, letting you lean against his back. He loves these moments with you more than anything, the ones he can just relax into and not have to worry about the world around you. He stands up straight once the bath has settled in fully, bubbles climbing up the sides of the tub. He’s turning, pulling you into his arms. He smiles down at you, glasses still perched high on your nose. “Four years of loving you and my feelings have never changed.”

You can feel yourself growing hot, unsure if it’s from Maurizio sharing his sentiments or just how exposed you are in front of him while he’s standing in his boxers and t-shirt. His arms tighten his grip around your waist and you sigh lovingly, leaning into his chest. “Mine have never changed either, amore.”

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[ajthefujoshi]

Me reblogging the story before reading them because you know they're gonna be good from your fave authors.

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[sacklerscumrag]

Per Favore

Part 1 of 2

Maurizio Gucci (HOG) X Female Reader

Notes: I know I'm sorry I haven't posted anything in months also I'm sorry if this sucks because it probably does lmao but I'm starting to get back into this whole writing thing so here's a little Mau blurb.

Warnings: smut, some dry humping, virgin!Mau, just my perverted mind going nuts

Word Count: A little over 1K

The sunlight flickered through the paneled walls hung with what you assumed were expensive tapestries, your eyes trained on where Maurizio's hand had engulfed yours as you made your way through the grand hallways of the estate. Every corner of the embellished home captivated your attention along the way until he made his stop at a large door. 

"In here" He led you inside a quaint room adorned with the finest art and the most stunning antique sofa and table with a delicate gold trimming sitting in the center of the space. "Would you like a drink?" You nodded as he walked over to the bar cart, humming lowly to himself as he poured both cocktails.

After dating the man for nearly two months and showing no signs of wanting to take you home, you were starting to lose all hope when he took you by surprise and suggested having a drink over at his place tonight. 

Maurizio brought your drinks over and set them on the glass table before you. He took a seat on the sofa, beckoning you to sit. You strolled over to him, settling in the space beside him, your knees barely grazing past one another, making your breath hitch.

"Thank you." He nodded politely towards you and took a sip of his drink. You could tell he was tense, hands squirming with the glass. 

"Sei bellissima stasera." Maurizio spoke delicately as his eyes darted across your body.

"What does that mean?"

"It means you look beautiful tonight." 

"Thank you." You looked down at your lap, hiding the heat surely rising to your face at his praise. "How do you say 'I want to kiss you'?" You bit your lip as Maurizio grinned before he realized what you meant. 

"Voglio baciarti." Maurizio almost whispered before he swallowed hard. Your eyes flickered between his hypnotizing blue-rimmed eyes and the plump lips framing his exquisite face. Heat bloomed in your chest as you inched closer; the scent of his expensive cologne was intoxicating, drawing you in. Maurizio moved his hand to push a strand of hair behind your ear and cup your face tenderly in his palm as he leaned into you. Your lips parted at the feeling of his warm skin on yours for the first time, and you felt his lips press on yours, claiming your mouth, starving and eager to taste you. You decided to let the liquid courage rushing through you take over and scooted as close to him as you could before swinging your leg over and straddling his lap. 

"Tesoro.." Maurizio broke away from the kiss for a moment, practically mewling at the sight of your chest pressed against his. Your arms wrapped around his neck, and his hands cautiously landed at your sides, lightly caressing the delicate skin of your thighs while pushing your dress higher with every knead. He could no longer help himself as he pulled you back in and smashed his lips against yours. Your bodies were flush with one another, breathing heavily as you welcomed his embrace once again. Your fingers carded through his smooth locks while you experimentally rolled your hips against his, drawing a stifled groan from him. The steady rise of his cock nudged firmly against the swell of your clit, causing you to whine into his mouth.

"Amore...please." Maurizio panted against your lips, chest heaving from having you ground down so deliciously against his cock. You continued to press your clothed sex against him, entranced by how each stroke further ignited the fire within you. His lips continued to move lower along your neckline, biting and sucking at the supple flesh of your tits spilling over your dress as he cupped your ass in a frantic attempt to press you closer to him. Your movements had him feverishly bucking his hips towards your heat, desperately needing to feel more of you on him.

As Maurizio nuzzled into your neck, the sight of the slightly open door pulled you from your haze. Anyone could walk in at any second. But you couldn't stop. Not now. Not when you had this captivating, powerful man withering away into a blubbering mewling mess right under you. You snapped back into it when you felt him pull your straps and top of your dress down, exposing your tits to him. Large palms began to knead them, pinching one already stiff nipple while his mouth worked on the other. His hips bucked towards yours, desperate for any friction you were willing to give him while he placed wet kisses on every piece of skin he could get to. Your moans echoed off the far walls of the room, unable to regain control of yourself once he began to roll his hips in sync with yours. His rock-hard cock hitting your clit every time had the both of you desperate for release. 

You felt the wetness seeping on your inner thigh as he guided your hips to slide along his rock-hard shaft. 

"Amore mio.." Maurizio choked back a moan, squeezing his eyes shut, trying to gather his thoughts. "I'm close, baby." You nodded, picking up your pace while his lips went back to tasting your skin. The sensation of his hands roaming your body and your swollen clit, getting precisely the pressure and friction it needed, had you coming without warning. Soft heat flushed through your veins as the orgasm washed over you. Maurizio's lips never left yours, swallowing each other's whimpers and guiding your hips to ride out the remnants of your orgasms.

Maurizio cradled your face in his large hands, the icy feeling of his Gucci pinky ring making you shiver against his touch. His eyes were still burning with lust as he pulled himself from the kiss and glanced up at you. His face flushed and lips swollen. Your eyes diverted to where you had been grinding on his lap; his seed had seeped through his finely pressed pants, making you bite down on your lower lip with a smirk. Maurizio took your chin between his thumb and forefinger to bring your gaze back to him. A smile grazed his face; you could drown in every single dimple that appeared as it spread. Your hand traveled towards the Gucci belt wrapped around his hips to unbuckle it before he stopped you.

"Tesoro, I have something to tell you......" You glanced down at him softly, urging him to continue. "I'm..a virgin."

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[tropicalchiaa]

Him 7

Maurizio Gucci x Reader

The decision and the chaos that came with it

Pt 1 Pt 2 Pt 3 Pt 4 Pt 5 Pt 6

Trigger Warning there is some violence in this chapter (not against the reader)  so proceed with caution.

After that day Maurizio proved himself as a co-parent and a friend. But it was not easy with him divorcing his wife In your head, when he was legally single it would mean more to build a romantic relationship.It was the weeks leading up to your birth date when he again asked you to move in with him, insisting this was in the best interest of co-parenting. It definitely would be easier for the first few months with the baby but you were still hesitant fighting him every time the topic was brought up.                                                                                                                                                                        

“ Y/N if you move in then I will always be there to help you with the baby right away rather than having to wait for me to arrive.” Maurizio said, trying to convince you to move in. 

“What about the nursery I spent so long getting together, all the stuff in my place, and my view from my penthouse?” Y/N says making up any excuses of why not to move in, scared about the type of commitment this was.

“You do know that you made us buy duplicates of everything so that wherever the baby was they would have all the same things?” Maurizio said, rolling his eyes as he realizes you are trying to use any excuse at this point.

“Oh I forgot about that, but since you brought it up, all that stuff would go to waste,” you say pouting with the best puppy eyes you could muster up.

Having enough of this conversation he admits defeat for today barking, “It will be better for the baby and you know that, so I'm giving you till the end of the week to decide.” Maurizio says getting up from the kitchen counter and slamming your door on his way out, leaving you in your thoughts. 

“Ugh why am I fighting this, I want to live with him and be a family but there is something holding me back. It's not like I have to give up my penthouse, I will always have it, it's not that I don't want to be in a relationship, because he treats me like I hang the stars in the sky and it’s not because of his almost ex wife, because she is dead to him.” And like an intrusive thought, you finally face the real reason why you don’t want to move in. You are scared of relying on someone else and to trust that they have pure intentions. Your family and friends are the only ones who have given you support like this and to trust a man that is essentially only your baby daddy is scaring you shit-less. You think if it doesn't work out then you are co-parenting separately or worse case scenario alone, which you had planned for most of this pregnancy. But your mind wanders to the good that could happen. You could fall deeper in love with Maurizio and maybe end up married with more kids growing old together on the italian countryside. 

But you couldn't keep yourself from that just because of a built up fear. So you decided to go to his penthouse and apologize, be honest about your fears, and accept his invitation. Bundling up for the fall chill, you hop into your town car and head to Maurizio’s unannounced. 

Arriving you say hello to the door man and make your way up the elevator, letting yourself in with your key he had given you. Just as you were about to shout and see where he was you heard raised voices arguing in the den. And as quietly as a 8 month pregnant woman can, you creep over to see what was happening, letting your nosiness get the best of you. But the scene in front of you shocked you into confusion, not expecting to see Patrizia on her knees begging Maurizio to take her back.

 “I will forgive you and even love that bastard child. Just come back now”, she grovels at his feet. Looking unamused Maurizio says, “Stop this, I only allowed you in because you promised you would say your final requests so we can be done with this mess. We are never getting back together and you are impeding me from starting my life with Y/N. The second our divorce is finalized I'm taking the ring I have for Y/N and proposing. Her and my children are the only things that matter and you need to come to terms with that.” Maurizio shrugs her off and turns his back to her as he goes to the bar to pour himself a drink. And as if a demon had possessed her Patrizia, reaches in her bag, pulls out a kitchen knife, and charges in his direction screaming like a rabid animal. 

Everything was moving in slow motion as her first stab wound landed on his shoulder but after the second stab slashed his forearm Y/N pulled out her revolver from her bag and announced her presence with a loud “BITCH, drop the knife.” and although she was shaking she held her hard face that halts Patrizia’s movements, allowing Maurizio to stumble away but not being able to get very far before he collapses. Patriza was still for a second longer before lunging at Y/N screaming “YOU RUINED MY LIFE” and before she could take another step, Y/N shot Patrizia in the leg immobilizing her and allowing the knife to slide away from her hand. Quickly kicking it farther, you reach for the phone to call 911 with the gun still pointed at Patrizia. 

When the police confirm they are on the way you check in on Maurizio to see if he is seriously hurt. Smacking him awake, he responds with a groan making you release a sigh of relief.

“Maurizio, stay awake for me honey, help is on the way.” You say applying pressure to his wound to help slow down the bleeding. “Y/N baby what are you doing here, it’s not safe for you to be here” he panics not realizing you are the one who stopped Patrizia 

“It’s okay Maurizio calm down Patrizia is subdued.” You say trying to make him stay still so he doesn’t further stress his body

“Oh this isn’t over yet you slut” Patrizia says trying to get up. “Move an inch and both legs will have a bullet through them” you warn her keeping her in place.

Finally after what seems like an eternity the police and paramedics arrive taking care of both of them and taking down your account of what happened. Quickly recounting the scene you walked in on and why you were there, they thanked you for talking with them and insisting that you should go with Maurizio to the hospital and that they will contact you if they need anything else. 

The chaos that was going on in the ambulance distracted you from the slight cramps you were feeling in your abdomen. Then the 4 hours you were waiting in the hospital waiting room felt like years as you chastised yourself for being so stubborn and not agreeing to live with Maurizio and maybe being there to prevent all of this. As you were about to enter your 7,000th guilt ridden thoughts you heard your name being called by a nurse, causing you to snap your head up and scramble towards the door.

As you walk to his room you barely hear anything the nurse says, just ready to see and make sure Maurizio is okay. Finally arriving you see a groggy Maurizio taking in his surroundings barely paying any mind to the doctor who was tracking how he was doing.

“Maurizio”you say, breaking him out of his trance quickly making your way over as he says a quiet “Y/N” trying his best to get up but not being able to. You quickly nudge him back down and take in his appearance making sure he is truly okay before smashing yourself into him finally allowing yourself to cry.

“Y/n baby I’m okay, just a little banged up but because of you I’m here” Maurizio says as he does his best to comfort you with his least injured arm. “You don’t understand how scared I was, thinking you would die before you could meet our son or before I could tell you I love you too” Y/N says through tears. “Is it the meds or did you just say you loved me”, Maurizio says unsure if he heard her correctly “I love you Maurizio and I have but I am scared of all the things that come with loving you, " you say sitting up and staring him in the eye.

Maurizio’s eyes light up like he won the lottery saying ,”FINALLY!  I promise every fear you have will be erased just believe in me and come give me a kiss princess! Maurizio says overcome with uncontrollable joy.

Leaning in you engage in a deep kiss, breaking it to say, “I hope you know you are moving into my penthouse, yours is kinda tainted”, replaying the events that happened hours prior in your head. With a light chuckle and eye roll Maurizio says, “Whatever you say princess”, happily bringing you back into a lip lock.

Okay I’m trying to finish this story because the cliff hanger I left y’all on for a year plus was so wrong. Also he will not be dying in this story🤷🏾‍♀️ but next chapter should be the last.

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[prince-kyloren]

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snowboarding with maurizio + the aftermath🏔️

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[justagirlwholikesadam]

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Ren’s Bride 

Punishment 

Reunited 

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Saudade

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four 

Chapter Five 

Charlie Barber - (Marriage Story)

An Affair

Henry’s Girlfriend 

Paterson - (Paterson 2016)

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Tenant

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[ohsolonelyghosts]

New Years Kiss

Characters: Maurizio Gucci x Reader

Word Count: 887

Note: Happy New Year everyone! I wanted to write this up real quick, it's not much, but I was really feeling Maurizio on this tonight. I typed it up really quickly, just wanted to get something out TONIGHT before it turned midnight on the west coast (where I'm at!)

Phrases to know: *Guarda quanto sei bella - Look how gorgeous you are

*Amore mio - my love

Contents/Warnings: Fluff, kissing, pretty SFW, some sexual language

You and Maurizio had just landed in New York City. He claimed he was here strictly on business, but it was a holiday and you knew it. 

While he did have business meetings to attend, you stayed in the luxurious hotel room he had booked for the two of you. However, he promised you two would explore the city after the meeting today. After all, it was New Year's Eve. 

You were applying your lipstick when you heard the door open and click shut. 

“Love?” Maurizio quietly called, peeking around the corner to see you in the bathroom. He stood behind you in the bathroom, completely taking in your appearance while you finished up your makeup. 

“Guarda quanto sei bella.” 

You turned around, eyebrows raised at your husband. He was never light about compliments, showering you with them constantly. You smiled up at him, his hands finding your waist. Maurizio pulled you in, pecking at your lips a few times. 

You pulled back slightly, humming. 

“Thank you,” you whispered, fluttering your eyelashes. 

“Any time, Bellissimo.” 

You both exited the bathroom, pulling on the boots you intended to wear out today. Pulling on your stunning white coat to pull your outfit together, Maurizio barely changed his clothes and was ready.

“Men, absolutely no effort, and they can still look good,” you hummed over at him, listening to the chuckle in response. 

“I know, doll, just call me flawless.” 

You rolled your eyes, smiling as he stood in front of you once more. 

“Let’s get going before we can’t move at all out there,” he suggested, holding his hand out, dragging you out of the hotel room. 

Maurizio let you pick any stores to go into, any sights to see, and generally whatever you wanted to do for the rest of the day. 

By the time the sun was setting, you were both walking back into the hotel, not avoiding any crowds. Setting everything you had bought from the day, which wasn’t much, onto the chair in the room, Maurizio looked at you with a slight smirk. 

You looked up from sorting through the new belongings, tilting your head at him. He got that look in his eyes typically when he was in the mood. You shook your head, setting your things down. 

You aimed a finger at him, shaking your head once more.

“Not right now, we were just out all day.” 

Maurizio looked puzzled, giving you a smile. 

“I meant champagne, amore mio. Let’s ring in the new year with some champagne and we can people-watch.” 

You giggled as he picked up the hotel phone to dial for room service. Within no time the bottle showed up in the room, and your husband tipped room service generously. 

You both stood on the balcony, both enthralled with the crowd of people down below. You had no idea how much time had passed, but the crowd grew louder with every passing moment. In a way, it was really fun to see everyone crowd around, pushing and shoving in an attempt to try to get out, or get farther in. 

“People really come here to do this every year?” You questioned, turning your head to him. 

The dark haired male turned his head back to you, looking you in the eyes. 

“It’s a party, why wouldn’t you?” 

You shrugged, a smile creeping onto your face. 

“I don’t think standing in that crowd would be my thing.” 

“Love, we are pretty much here for the party as well,” Maurizio mentioned, shrugging, a hand running through his hair. He straightened out from leaning over the balcony, checking his watch. 

“11:30. So close.” 

Maurizio kissed your forehead, then your nose, then your lips. You both shared a sweet moment, though anyone who looked up could probably see you two. 

He leaned down close to your ear, gently placing a kiss on your earlobe. 

“I am going to give you such a treat after midnight.” 

His words made you shiver in anticipation, eliciting a soft noise from you. When your husband stood up straight one more time, you half closed your eyes in a seductive glance, lips slightly parted up at him. 

“You’ll get one too.” 

Maurizio shuddered, chuckling down at you, giving you one more kiss before turning back and leaning over the balcony again. You dragged your fingernails along his back, leaning gently against him. 

As the time drew closer to midnight, Maurizio pulled out the champagne from inside the hotel room. He was going to pop it over the balcony, and not the safe way, either. 

Soon enough, the crowd began the ten-second countdown. You and your husband looked at each other, bright smiles on your faces. 

When it hit one, Maurizio used the hand that wasn’t holding the alcohol to pull you in, planting a long, loving kiss on your lips. You both grinned into the kiss, pulling away so he could pop the bottle. 

You were both sure that it hit someone in the sea of people down below, worrying you for a second before laughing along with your husband. 

He poured the champagne into the glasses, handing you yours first. You clinked your glasses together, Maurizio planting one more kiss on your lips before you took sips of the alcohol. 

“Happy New Year, Maurizio.”

“Happy New Year, Bellissimo.”

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[glassbxttless]

Hi! Here is where all of my older work and characters I no longer write for will be linked! Note, that I DO NOT write for some of these characters any longer but I wanted to keep them up to share! For characters I do write, check out my writing rules page!

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**as of 03.27.23 this list is still being updated**

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Valentine

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Kiss Me Again

Help Me Get Rid of This Asshole

All Day, All Night*

Wedding Date*

After Shower Special*

See You at Home*

Ohio Bound*

Mother’s Day

There Ain’t No Skiin’ in West Virginia

Kitty Eatin’ at the Duck Tape*

Mama Bear’s Spa Day

Homecoming

A Quick Dip

Just a Gallon of Milk

Someone Borrowed*

Hey Bartender

Do You Mind?

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Truth or Dare*

My Girl*

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“I’m Sorry, Sugar.”*

Hiking to the Falls*

Your Parents’ House*

Our Marriage Story

Did You Eat?

Marlboro*

Happy Holidays

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( MAURIZIO GUCCI X F!READER )

( MATT SOLO X F!READER)

[smutsonian]

burning desire

dark!mom's!boyfriend!maurizio gucci x innocent!female!reader

summary: you try smoking for the first time and your mom’s boyfriend helps you

warnings: darkish (for now), smoking, some touching from maurizio (noncon-ish), innocent reader, innocence kink, corruption kink, horny thoughts, virgin reader (nothing happens and she remains a virgin 😗✌🏼), sinful thoughts, cheating, Alsy(OFC) is a bad influence of a friend but she’ll be great.

word count: 1.3k

a/n: i could not have thought of a more unique title :’) i originally planned a stepdad fic but im a coward. this is an au btw so 😗✌🏼 and i haven’t watched the film so spoiler free i guess?

happy birthday, ora! couldn’t say no to a birthday girl 🥴 so have whatever this is instead 🤣 @crappedoutlungs

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There is nothing wrong with being curious. That was what she kept telling herself. Everyone else was doing it, so why couldn't she? Even her mother's Italian boyfriend is doing it all the time, and she still seems to love him. What difference does it make if her daughter does it?

Alsy, her friend, kept telling her how it helped her relax or calm down, and she could definitely use a stress reliever right now.

The girl lets out a long breath before nodding at her own reflection exiting the bathroom and trudging down the flight of stairs, her skirt flowing along with the breeze. She looks around the house, searching for the person that would be able to provide her with one of those cancer sticks.

She locates the hulking figure outside the house, sitting on the porch bench, with the familiar burning stick protruding from his seemingly mushy lips. He looks up at the sound of the door closing, and she feels her heart pounding faster as a result of the sudden attention on her.

She has practiced a thousand times now. It’s now or never.

“Can I–” her nose flared in embarrassment when her voice cracked mid sentence and she immediately looked away from the man before attempting again.

“Can I have one?” She mentally cheers for herself before frowning at the floor when Maurizio remains silent.

She looks up only to find him staring at her with an eyebrow raised at her questioningly.

Her natural reaction is to defend herself.

“It’s not a bad thing. It’s completely normal! Everyone does it. I mean…” She bites the inside of her cheek when she runs out of things to say only to find Maurizio still staring at her with the same puzzled expression.

“What were you asking for?” He asked, voice as deep as it can get, probably croaky from all the smoke he inhaled.

Her blood turned cold from complete embarrassment when she realized that the man was just asking for what she wanted and here she is, being all defensive.

She lets out a forced laugh before pointing at the packet of Marlboro red sitting just beside him.

“Can I have one of those?”

He simply shrugs before picking up the packet and reaching out a very long arm to her, patiently waiting for her to take one.

It was that easy? Her jaw clenches unconsciously as she tries to take one as coolly as possible, despite her hands shaking with nervousness and embarrassment. She is finally able to take one, and she retracts her hand, turning away from the man and staring at the cigarette stick as if it were made of gold.

This is it!

“Need a light, cara mia?” his baritone voice snatches her staring contest with the cigarette stick. She feels lightheaded at the endless amount of times she’s making a fool of herself right in front of this man. She considers simply running up to her room and keeping the cigarette stick until she can do it with Alsy. Why didn't she just go to Alsy and ask for one? She'll most likely buy a whole packet.

“Sit,” his voice calls for her attention again. Why is it so easy for him to get her attention? Then again, Maurizio’s the type of man to get everyone’s attention in every room he walks into. He pats the spot beside him on the bench, prompting her to sit beside him.

She does.

Her mind becomes foggy once his hands touch her waist, guiding her beside him and pulling her closer to his side. She watches as he gently takes the stick from her grasp and nudges it against her closed lips.

"Open up, my darling," he whispers, his eyes fixed on her lips, his own a shade darker than his usual honey eyes. His vision was clouded by the combination of the dark night and his dark thoughts. He closely observes her as she parts her lips before placing the brown end of the stick between her soft lips and smiling at her as if he is proud of her.

The glint of satisfaction in his eyes definitely tugged at her heartstrings. She wanted to see it glint like that again.

The sound of his fingers flickering at the lighter drew her attention, and he could see how her innocent eyes focused intently on his fingers. He smirks at the thought of his fingers being in her instead of the plastic igniter. Her innocence being in his hands. Taking it and savoring every single moment of it.

His heart thumps a little faster as he lights the ends of her stick, his cock moves eagerly in his pants trying to get out, to touch her, at the image of her soft features doing something so... debauched for someone like her. He was aware that this was her first time smoking, it was so obvious, and he liked the idea of him being present for something she was doing for the first time. His adorable little bunny. He'd like to help her on a few of her first times.

As he watches her struggle to get the hang of inhaling and exhaling with the stick, he can't help but wonder how he can get her to himself. Will she even be willing to?

He smirks at the prospect of already having a solution to her potential noncompliance.

“Does your mother know you smoke, bunny?”

The way her eyes widened like saucers told him he'd hit a nerve.

And as if luck was on his side, her mother’s car came into view.

He watched as his little bunny panicked, unsure of what to do. He was entertained and captivated by her innocent antics until he finally decided to put her out of her misery.

He takes her cigarette from her and places it between his lips, his pants tightening as he tastes her on the stick.

Oh, she’ll be the death of me.

Her mother parks and exits the car with a smile that he can't bear now that he's getting a taste of her lips on the stick between his teeth. Not when he’s seen his bunny’s face up close.

Her mother greets both of them before entering the house without saying anything to either of them, and this is when he decides to set things straight.

He looks at her beautiful face, which is looking back at him as if he's a saint, and he almost feels himself about to cum at the image of her trusting face.

She trusts him.

But he’s far from being a saint.

He smiles at her before placing a broad palm on her thigh, spreading it so his pinky slides closer to her heat, her racing breaths hitting his neck as he leans in closer to her face. The smell of cigarettes on her breath could be his new favorite scent.

A reminder of his taint on her. One of many that will follow soon enough.

His free hand reaches for the back of her neck so she can't pull away just as he places his lips on hers, his lips curling at the little sound coming out of hers that he eagerly swallowed, his tongue invading the inside her mouth. He takes pride in the way her stiff form began to sag against him, and he tries not to shove his hand up her skirt so he doesn't scare his innocent little bunny any further.

Instead, he pulls away, smirking at his bunny's attempt to chase his lips.

“You owe me a lot, bunny.”

He steals one quick kiss before standing up and tossing the cigarette butt on the floor and stomping on it.

“I’ll collect it from you later.”

As he looks down on her, he caresses her face, his thumb brushing against her bottom lip before pulling away and smiling at her.

The sound of the door closing brings her out of her reverie, the reality of what has transpired finally sinking in.

How exactly was she going to pay him?

Better yet,

How did he want her to pay him?

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a/n: i wanna make this a thing where i just write drabbles or oneshots of pure horny (or wholesome idk) thoughts ft. mom’s!boyfriend!marizio who is a dark character and innocent/naive reader 😗✌🏼join me in this journey guys

ps. i cant stop thinking about adam driver 😭

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[mrs-gucci]

Mountainside Morning {Maurizio Gucci x Reader}

@gotham-city-uber-driver​​ made me do it...sorry not sorry. also hey! I finally wrote something and actually finished it lol. based on this original ask.

also, I think it’s so funny that adam has no idea 1) where to get the sweater or 2) if the sweater was even Gucci 😭 I love him. he has no idea what’s going on about 35% of the time and I just love that.

warnings. SMUT, wearing mauri’s sweater, morning sex, P in V, creampie.

no tw’s :)

word count: 1.08k

Italian used. ∙ buongiorno, tesoro = good morning, treasure ∙ cristo = christ ∙ cazzo = fuck ∙ signore = mister

Maurizio is sound asleep and snoring peacefully when you’re woken up by the sun as it peeks over the mountaintops. Figuring you’ll let him sleep in a bit, you place a gentle kiss on his forehead before carefully crawling out from under the blankets.

Goosebumps instantly spread down your arms and legs, a shiver shooting down your spine as the cool morning air tickles your skin. Considering you’re almost completely nude as a result of last night’s fireside activities, only wearing your panties, you look around for one of your sweatshirts.

Your eyes suddenly land on Maurizio’s white knit sweater from yesterday’s slope outing, hanging over the side of the dirty laundry basket. It looks so warm and cozy, you just can’t help but walk over and slip it on. It swallows you up in its warmth and envelops you in his natural musk: cigarette smoke with hints of bergamot and cedarwood.

With a small smile, you slide your slippers on before heading downstairs to make some coffee. You put a few logs onto the fireplace and light it, then begin preparing the espresso maker. 

Meanwhile, the smell of freshly burning firewood and roasting coffee beans travels up the stairs and into the bedroom, wandering its way into Maurizio’s subconscious. 

Soon, his eyes flutter open and he grunts softly, sitting up in bed. He quickly notices that you’re not next to him, so after slipping on his previously-discarded pants laying by his bedside, he heads downstairs to greet you.

His breath catches in his throat when he sees you standing by the stove, clad only in his white cable-knit sweater. He pauses in the doorway, watching as you pull the espresso maker off the stovetop and pour some into a cup for yourself.

Early-morning skiers have already hit the slopes and you watch them through the large kitchen window as they push off from the top and glide down the mountain.

He smirks, already half-hard as he walks quietly into the kitchen and steps up behind you. His hands smooth down your sides, hands squeezing your hips.

“Buongiorno, tesoro.”

You hum, feeling his hardness pressing up against your lower back. “Morning. Did you sleep well?”

Only a soft hum comes in response before he’s leaning down and beginning to kiss at your neck. His fingertips tease the hem of the sweater, pushing it up lazily before his hands slip under the chunky woven yarn, hands sliding across your bare skin.

“I did, but I am certainly glad to be awake for the views this morning. I would’ve hated to have missed them...” He chuckles against your skin.

Smirking, you step back a bit, pressing yourself flush against his broad figure. “Mhm, I know what you mean...watching skiers wipe out under the beautiful morning sky is quite a sight to behold.”

Maurizio lets out a soft laugh, shaking his head playfully while he delivers a quick smack to the side of your thigh.  “Tease.” His chin rests on your shoulder as his hand slips down between your thighs. Then, his fingers press down on your clothed clit and start rubbing slow, teasing circles on the stiffened bud. 

You let out a shaky breath, hips instinctively grinding down against his touch. He hums, nibbling and sucking at your skin while tugging your panties down, letting them pool around your ankles.

He’s quick to push his silk pajama pants down enough to expose his hardened cock, giving it a few strokes before lining up with your entrance. When he thrusts forward and sheathes himself in your tight wetness, a low groan escapes his plush lips, hot breath tickling your skin.

The small porcelain espresso cup nearly falls from your hand as you inhale sharply and you quickly set it back down on its matching saucer before he can start thrusting. His hand slithers from your pelvis up around your neck, holding your jaw firmly just in time with the first roll of his hips.

“Maurizio.” You sigh, eyelids fluttering gently. “Oh my--ohhh.”

His thrusts suddenly quicken and he moans quietly into your ear. The sound of skin smacking together bounces off the kitchen walls and your hands grip the edge of the marble countertop to keep yourself steady.

“Thaaat’s right...take it.” He snarls softly.

Your eyes roll back as his thrusts progressively get faster and harder, whines uncontrollably slipping past your lips.

“M-Maurizio...fuuuck yes.”

A small smirk grazes his lips and he shoves your hips against the countertop, hand on the nape of your neck to hold your front down on the cool surface while the other holds one of your legs up.

You gasp at the deep angle this new position creates, allowing him to reach into your deepest caverns with the head of his member. Your walls clench around him and he groans at the sensation, only spurring on his already quick motions.

“Cristo.” He breathes, fingers desperately grabbing at your hair. “Are you...a-are you close?”

Nodding wordlessly, you reach down to begin rubbing your clit. As a result, your insides grip around him suddenly, which nearly sends him over the edge. A primal growl is ripped from his throat, hips beginning to stutter as his climax quickly builds.

You’re cumming with a moan of his name within a few minutes and he moans deeply, fucking you through it with quick, sloppy thrusts. His glasses are slipping down the bridge of his nose and he has to reach up and fix them before throwing his head back to keep them from slipping again. 

“Cazzo!”

His hips come to an abrupt stop as the first rope of hot seed spills into your throbbing cunt. He groans, giving a few mock thrusts with each spurt before coming to a full stop, chest rising and falling rapidly as he comes down from his high.

Soon, he pulls away and pulls out, helping you stand up. When you turn around, he immediately pulls you in for a passionate kiss, then kisses all over your face, jaw, and neck before returning to your lips once again.

You smile against his lips. “Well, that was quite the ‘good morning’, Signore Gucci.”

Maurizio laughs as he bends down to pull your panties back up over your hips. “A proper ‘good morning’, if you ask me. Now, let me have a cigarette and some espresso, and then perhaps we could spend some time in the sauna. How does that sound, tesoro?”

With a bright smile, you nod.

“That sounds lovely.”

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✧˚ · . ❝ Maurizio having crush on you ❞

✎ ⁞ Maurizio Gucci x Female! Reader

✎ ⁞ date: 03.01.2022

✎ ⁞ A/N: first post!

It was love at first sight. No 'if's and 'but's. The first time he saw you, he knew that you were made for him. Every curve of you body, your beautiful hair and sparkling eyes, everything was surely made by God himself. And he, Maurizio Gucci, was blessed to be graced by your presence.

Even if he was entranced by your beauty, he didn't immediately came to you. He was a little shy by nature and so he preffered to observe you from the distance. At least at first.

But when Maurizio noticed that you were getting ready to leave, he felt his heart stop. He couldn't let you slip between his fingers! No when he found the one.

And with a shaky breath and jelly legs, he came to you, introducing himself with his signature smile. You were shocked, of course. It's not everyday you meet the Maurizio Gucci!

At first, you were puzzled and a little stiff, because you didn't know how to act around such a person with high status, but after a few hours of a pleasant talking, you allowed yourself to relax and be you.

Maurizio felt like he was falling even deeper in love you. Not only your were an angel by appearance but your personality was only confirming that fact.

After that talk, he was a completely goner for you. Maurizio was over the moon, because you not only proved yourself to be a kind person but also a woman who doesn't care about the fact that he's the Gucci. At first, this idea crossed his mind, but then you bashfully admitted that you just didn't know how to act around people...well...like him. Maurizio couldn't help but to chuckle affectionately, both amused and happy.

Thankfully, you and Maurizio both decided to exchange your contacts, so maybe you could meet in the future. You did more because you were sure that Maurizio would lose it or throw it away and forget about you. But much to your surprise, he called you the very next day, just to talk to you.

Maurizio would think about you constantly. Not in a creepy way but more like: what are you doing right now? Are you feeling good? What do you like? Would you like to go on a date with him? How long do you need to know the person to ask them out?

He would send you flowers. At first, those were two or three flowers, send to you through the flower shop. But then, those singular flowers would turn into a full bouquets, getting bigger and bigger. You could see the history of your relationship by the flowers. At first small token of affection to the full blown flowers beds!

❝ Why are you sending me flowers, Maurizio? It's not like I don't like them! No, I-I love them! But...why? ❞ You asked one time, feeling even more confused about this topic.

❝ Why, can't I send a flowers to a bella ragazza? ❞ Maurizio flirted with his cute Italian accent. He may be a little shy, but there's Italian blood running through his veins!

He would secretly spoil you. After the enough time passed for him (which was a week or two), he felt it was time to take a step a little further to get closer to you.

Maurizio would start to send you little items, other than flowers. Now you got both flowers and a little objects. Of course, it wasn't anything tacky! No, he's a Gucci! Which means it would be small (but expensive) pair of earrings, elegant brooches, bottle of perfume (he choose the one which reminded him of you) and so on. Yes, for him those are small gifts.

You contacted him, to tell him that he didn't need to send you anything! You didn't want to appear as someone who only care about his money and status. Maurizio felt his heart beating s little faster, chuckling. You were truly and angel...

❝ Mio Angelo, I send those things, because I want to show you how I appreciate you. Please, don't hurt my poor heart and take them. ❞

During this time, you began to hand around each other a lot more. Your friendship began to blossom, as you both found yourself enjoying each other presence more and more. Maurizio opened up to you, about his mother's death and how overprotective his father was. You felt a little pity for him, because he didn't get a chance to experience anything truly. He was constantly surrounded by riches and people from the high status, but he wasn't himself with them. And he didn't know any other way to enjoying himself, than to spending money and partying.

In return, you opened up to him too. You told him about your family, problems and your past. You were perfectly aware you were not the same, but you wanted to show him, that you trusted him and you would support him.

In that heartwarming moment, he knew. Maurizio knew that you were to be Mrs. Gucci. His angel, his rock, his safe heaven and love of his life.

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[prince-kyloren]

If you still want to write about Maurizo him fucking you senseless after you have a bad day 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

Can you even believe this man??? He’s so damn cute, I wanna swim in his dimples and choke on his cock

Word Count: 676

CW: AFAB! reader, feminine pet name, unprotected PiV, mention of oral (f receiving), choking, restraining using a tie, husband Maurizio 

Italian Translations:

Amore mio - my love

Cazzo - fuck

Bella - beautiful

It was something of a power trip for him, having you come home and beg him to distract you, to make you forget all about what an awful day you had. You had looked up at him with doe eyes and said "Use me Maurizio, I want you to use my body however you please, and make me forget about the day." before placing a light but open-mouthed kiss on his neck just below his ear, sending a shiver down his spine. He closed his eyes and inhaled, before pressing his lips to yours in a rush, his hands pulling you closer by the waist. Blindly leading you back towards the bed.

The soft mattress meets your back as Maurizio continues his assault, licking and nipping at your neck, hands kneading your breasts with his big hands. 

“Amore mio, I can’t wait to taste you.” his hands pulled your top down far enough to expose your breasts, the cool air hardening your nipples before Mau could suck them into his mouth. Moans left your lips, encouraging soft grunts from your husband as he continued, his hands snaking their way up your arms and to your wrists, pinning them about your head. 

“When.. when did you take off your tie?” you panted out as he tied your wrists together with his tie. All you got was a dark chuckle and a sly smirk in response. 

Before you can even comprehend what is happening, Maurizio is pushing your dress up your hips and pulling your panties off, spreading your thighs, whispering a low “cazzo” under his breath. Pupils blown wide behind his glasses, which he goes to remove.

“No, please keep them on amore.” you whisper, biting your lower lip just enough to send his head spinning.

At that he bends down, your thighs held open with his hands, and licks a wide stripe up your wet cunt, before slowly circling his tongue around your clit. His fingers prod at your entrance as he sucks your clit between his lips, and then plunge deep into your pussy, pulling a long moan from your throat. 

“That’s right amore mio. I want to hear you.” his fingers picked up their pace, curling just right to brush against your g-spot over and over again.

“Mau, I’m gonna cum.” your eyes fall shut, and your mouth open, cumming around his fingers as your thighs close instinctively around his hand and head.

Maurizio pulls his fingers from you and taps your lips signaling you to suck them clean. He unbuckles his belt and pulls off his shirt, shucking off his trousers and boxers, making his way back up your body to settle his hips between yours. 

“Tell me how much you want it. Tell me how much you want to be filled.” his hips canted forward, rubbing his cock against your clit in the most delicious way.

“Please Mau, please fuck me- oh fuck.” he cuts your begging off with one swift motion forward, filling your cunt to the hilt. He drags his hand up your side, over your ribs and breasts, and wrapping around your throat.

“Look me in the eyes when I fuck you bella.” his pace slowed until you opened your eyes and connected with his, speeding up so his balls slap against your ass, and his tip assaults your cervix. Every one of your 5 senses are filled with your husband. The silk tie around your wrists frustrating you to the point of whimpering, wanting so desperately to touch him, feel his shoulders beneath your hands, anything to anchor you to this moment.

“Oh fuck Maurizio.” your walls started tightening around his cock, your moans becoming breathless as you cum for the second time.

Maurizio isn’t far behind as you milk him for all he has. He cums with a grunt from deep within his chest, his head buried in the crook of your neck, hips stuttering before he stills are deep as he can go, his spend painting your womb.

“Thank you amore.”

“Anything for you amore mio.”

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[mrs-ren]

Missing You

[ Maurizio Gucci x Reader ]

Hi to you! this is my first post and my first time writing for ADCU(AD) hehe.

warnings: Smut. Public Sex. PV. no actual use of y/n.

italians: (from google translate)

Amóre: love

Bellissima: beautiful

Cristo: Christ

It's been almost a month since you last seen him. You understand his work and schedule. Of course you do, but without him, without his body, his presence, it's killing you.

Maurizio is a busy man. Running a Company is not that easy. And he made it very clear to you. Even before you started this relationship with him.

You remember vividly when you two met. It didn't last long since he had to attend another meeting. You thought that it's gonna be the last time that you're gonna see him.

But after a while, you two crossed paths again. Maurizio not wasting another time. He ask for your number. And told you he wants to get to know you.

Maurizio didn't let you aware of his last name. He trust you, but he didn't want you being with him just because of his money. You're too precious for him to lose.

You've proven yourself. That you're not with him for his wealth. You introduce him to your family. Your father is a bit sceptical with Maurizio.

He talked to you. Telling you to stay away from him because your father didn't know if Maurizio will be able to take care of you.

But you convince him. Fighting for Maurizio with your father. Your father couldn't do anything but to accept Maurizio. He basically interrogate him at the family dinner.

You apologize to Maurizio because of your father's behavior. You just found out his status when he introduce you to his father.

Maurizio took note of your confused face. Chuckling softly since he know that will be your reaction. He knew in the moment you talked to him about his last name that you're the he needed.

The way you didn't ask him that his wealthy. But the way you understand why he did that. You smiled sweetly at the memories. Missing him more.

You miss him dearly. Touching and pleasuring yourself at the thought of him. Maurizio is unaware of your night activities. If you tell him about that he will not take kindly of it.

You close your eyes inhaling the air of Milan. The Gucci providing you the warmth you needed. You feel something wrap around your waist. You tense on your spot.

"It's me amóre..." He whisper. He turn your body to face him. You feel your eyes watering when you saw his face. His dimple showing as he smiled lovingly at you.

"Mauri!" You wrap your arms around his neck. Kissing him on lips. He wrap his arms around your waist pulling you closer to his body.

"I miss you so much Maurizio." He peck your nape. Tickling you, he press his body to yours.

"I missed you so much belissima, you don't know how much i craved for you. Your gorgeous little body. Your face, everything about you." He said not taking his eyes away from you.

"Mauri..." You whimper. It's been a while so his words affect you more than before. His hands stroke your waist to your back.

"Hmm?" His hands went to your upperback. He unbuckle your bra throught your clothes. He knows how to unbuckle your bra. He's the one who designed it.

"We're in public." You remind him. He distance himself at the realization. Looking around to see if anyone is watching you both.

"Come on." He place his hands to your waist. Walking inside one of his many store. The staff greeted the both of you.

When someone was about to approach you to be in assist. He dismissed it immediately. He told you to find something. He gives your forehead a kiss before walking to the staff.

Without knowing his plans. You pick the dress that caught your eyes. Seems brand new design. You walk inside the fitting room. Finding it surprisingly empty.

Putting on the dress quickly. You look into the mirror. Admiring how the dress hugs every curves and edges of your body.

You jolt when you heard a knock. You walk to the door. Twisting it open to be greeted by Maurizio smiling softly at you.

He locks the door, eyes still staring at your face. You look up to him with your soft eyes that he cannot resist.

"What are you doing here?" You ask him, your voice going quiet at the end of the question.

"Shh... we have to be quiet. If you can." He muttered, still smiling innocently at you. As if he didn't knew how his words affect you.

You whine at his words at the same time he runs his hands to your hips. Pulling your body closer to his.

His breath fanning your face as he is so close to you. He didn't move, he stayed still. Waiting for you to say something.

"Please?" You softly whispered. You can feel his hands cupping your breasts through the fabric. Making you let out a small moan.

"Of course bellissima." After that he put his hands behind your head pushing it when he kiss you. You moan into his mouth when he started getting rough.

His hands rubbing up and down to your breasts down just above where you wanted him the most.

Both of you didn't want to leave each other's lips. You missed this, so much. And Maurizio also did.

He push your back to the wall. He started kissing your neck while his hands found their way to your underwear.

You unconciously arch your back when he started rubbing your clit. Your walls clenching to nothing when he continued doing circling motions with his fingers.

"Quiet." He warned when you moan out. He inserted his fingers inside you. Preparing your walls for his cock.

He continued kissing your neck. It sure will leave a mark. His hands undoing his pants. He sigh at the feeling.

"Please- Aaahh!!" You moan out when he shoves himself inside you without any warning.

"I miss this so much. fuck" He tried to stay still to let you adjust to his size. You nod at him and that was his sign.

"Oh cristo"

He moaned into your ear. His dick almost out of you. He suddenly push his hips. His cock so deep inside you.

"Maurizio" You yelp as he started moving frantic. His thrusting fastens. Both your wrist now pinned on the wall.

He started thrusting in a brutal pace that have you seeing stars. You bit your lips, trying desperately not to let any sound out.

But you know they can hear you. The slapping of his hips and his groans mix with your moans and sighs echoed inside the fitting room.

But you couldn't careless. He is fucking you and you are enjoying it.

"I'm close!" You rest your head on the wall. He groans before going into a sporadic pace. Hitting the right spots in your body.

"This pussy is mine. No one can fuck this like me." He suddenly blurted out. You are about to answer him but you feel the knot tightening in your stomach.

"That's right. Come for me my love." He breathlessly said. Your whole body shakes as you feel the wetness gushing out of you.

"Fuck!" He thrust a few more times. His cums paints your walls. Maurizio push his head back, breathing heavily while your walls clench itself around him.

"I love you." He place a kiss on your forehead before settling you down. He clean you up. You look at the mirror again. Making sure you look decent.

"You-" He just kiss you while chuckling. He didn't told you that he lets the staff out. You look up to him but he just wraps his arms around your waist and he guides you back home.

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