#chenzo mauro x reader
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You Move Like I Want To
Pairing: Vinny Mauro x Female Reader
Content Warning: 18+ MDNI!!! Porn without plot, smut, teasing, soft dom!Vinny, reader is kind of a brat, vaginal fingering, male masturbation, mutual masturbation, phone sex, facetime sex.
Word Count: 3k
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Author’s Note: All of this started from my daily Vinny post and out of pocket tag by @ovhellfire 😂 Now here is… this filthy piece of work. That’s all I have to say for myself. This was not beta’d so I apologize in advance. Enjoy 😉
Getting your boyfriend worked up was your favorite thing to do, especially when he was away on tour. The longer he was away combined with the tension from your teasing made for incredible homecoming sex. You felt yourself getting wet just thinking about it.
You had been teasing Vinny all day, the poor thing. Sending him selfies with your breasts spilling out more than usual. Showing him the slinky little dresses you were trying on at the department store, making sure to pick out ones with the highest slit possible. He loved your hips and thighs and you wanted to make sure the dresses accentuated them perfectly.
Of course, you had no intention of actually buying them. This was all a game meant purely for your own satisfaction.
Later in the evening you thought you’d share your bubble bath with him. The photos were tame enough in the beginning. The standard bath selfie with nothing showing. It took him a while to respond and you got bored, so you decided to heat things up a bit. You roll over onto your stomach, resting on your left arm and stick your butt out of the water a bit. With your free hand you snap a selfie, making sure to flash your most mischievous smile in the process. Send.
A few minutes later, your phone pings.
Vin 💕 loved an image
“Are you kidding me?” You say aloud to an empty room.
Y/N: I think my ass deserves a better response than that, Vincenzo.
Vin 💕: Sorry, baby. We’re on the bus right now and the guys are right next to me playing video games.
Y/N: You know you have a bunk, right? ;)
Vin 💕: They’ll get suspicious if I go back there this early. You know how Ricky is. He’ll have a camera in my face the second I walk back there.
You groan. Fucking Ricky. Always cockblocking the two of you with his damn updates.
Vin 💕: I’m really sorry baby. Maybe later?
Never one to be deterred, you sit up and lean back against the bathtub. You collect what was left of the bubbles and cover your exposed breasts with them. You angle your phone the way you want it and raise your hips slightly so your pussy is barely visible beneath the water.
“Let’s see how he responds to this one.” You snicker.
The photo had barely shown as “delivered” and he had already responded.
Vin 💕: You better watch it, princess.
You shiver at the term of endearment. He only called you princess when he was especially worked up. The last time you got him to call you princess was not long before he left for tour. You had been bratty all day in front of his friends. He whispered a warning in your ear, much similar to the one he just sent you, but you continued.
The second the door closed and his friends had left, he had you pinned against it fucking you so hard your vision went white and you drenched his cock and your hardwood floors. You couldn’t sit right for days after. He smiled like an idiot knowing it was because of him.
You whimper loudly, the memory sending a shockwave of arousal through your core. Fuck, you were aching for him. Unfortunately for you, he was thousands of miles away and wasn’t offering any assistance.
Well, if he won’t help. You’ll just have to take care of things yourself and show him what he’s missing. Who cares if the guys were next to him and potentially saw the photos? Your cheeks heat up at the thought. Just the idea of them seeing you spread open for Vinny had your brain malfunctioning.
Your pussy is throbbing now and you can’t take it anymore. You get out of the bathtub and dry off. Slipping into your bedroom, you lay down on your bed and make yourself comfortable. Opening your legs you dip your fingers into your folds, spreading your arousal and moaning at the feeling.
You become so lost in your own pleasure that you almost forget about your mission. You blindly grab for your phone and take a photo, your fingers still deep in your cunt. You tilt your head back against the pillow and arch your back so he has the perfect view of your tits.
You press the button to send it and sit your phone back down. You must have lost track of time again because you’re suddenly jolted back to reality by the sound of Vinny’s ringtone. You scramble for the phone and look at the screen.
Vin 💕 wants to Facetime..
Your belly does backflips seeing his contact photo pop up. You could answer it immediately. As wet and needy as you are right now, you should answer it immediately, but where’s the fun in that? So, you let it go to voicemail.
He calls back immediately.
This time, you let it ring twice and then you hit the decline button. You’ve barely removed your finger from the screen and he’s already calling again. You can’t ignore him a third time, you think to yourself.
But you do. You giggle and sink further into the pillows. He was going to be so mad and you’re dripping at the thought.
Vinny calls a fourth time, and you let it ring a few times before you pick up. His face appears on screen, and you were right, he is mad.
“Princess…” he says sternly, the rasp in his voice shoots straight to your pussy. He’s sitting on the edge of his bunk with his arms propped up on his knees, hunched over. His red streaked curls were falling in his face, green eyes boring into you as he impatiently waited on a response.
“Hi baby!” You smile sweetly. Like you hadn’t just ignored his calls three times in a row. He huffs a laugh at your response. You adjust yourself and the camera so your breasts come into view and Vinny’s eyes immediately wander down to them. His tongue darts out to lick his lips and you silently wish it was your clit he was licking instead.
“You’ve been very bad today, baby. Getting me all worked up when you knew I was busy. Ricky almost saw that last photo you sent me. You wouldn’t want that, now would you?”
You bite your lip to stifle the moan that threatens to leave your mouth.
Vinny raises his eyebrows, a hint of jealousy and intrigue on his face.
“We’ll discuss that another time, but right now I think you owe me an apology.”
You stick your bottom lip out in an exaggerated pout. “But baby, I just wanted you to see my outfit today..”
Vinny chuckles, “And what about all of those short dresses you were trying on?”
You shrug and look down, tracing the line leading down to your breasts. “I thought you might wanna pick out a dress for our first date when you get back…” You look back up at him seductively and flutter your lashes at him. A hum of amusement escapes Vinny. He wasn’t buying your excuses, but that wasn’t the point.
Vinny smirks at you and scoots back against the wall of his bunk. He rests his phone against the bottom of his stomach, right above his crotch, and the angle has you drooling. It was the same view from when you suck him off and you once again were cursing the distance between you.
“I suppose the bubble bath photos were just to prove you got clean today then, huh?”
Giggling, you nod. Raising the phone you give him the complete view of your naked body. “See? All clean, baby.”
Vinny’s eyes darken at the new angle. His right hand goes out of view and by the way his breath hitches you know he’s touching himself. You wiggle and arch your body, needing some form of movement to release the tension. As you move your legs fall open and Vinny sees your slick glistening in the light of your bedroom. He groans loudly and brings his fist up to his mouth to stifle it.
“Sending naughty photos. Playing with that pretty little pussy without me. What am I going to do with you, princess?”
Traveling down your body, your hand reaches your core. You gasp softly and spread your folds, bringing the phone a little closer so that he can see.
“Talk to me baby. Make me cum. Wanna see you cum, too.”
Vinny could have cum untouched from that sentence alone, not to mention the view. He palms his cock that is straining painfully hard against his jeans. He could do it. Make you cum with his voice and instructions, reach his own climax, and call it a night. It would be the easy option since he was out of town and not exactly alone.
He wouldn’t go with the easy option at home, why would he go with it now? His princess was naked and spread open for him, craving him and dying to cum.
Too bad you had been a fucking brat. You’d have to earn it. You had teased him all day. It was time for him to do a little teasing.
Vinny smirks. “Don’t worry baby, I'll make you cum.”
You sigh and lightly rub your clit. “Thank you so much, baby.”
“Did I say you could touch yourself?”
“B-but..” you stammer, confused. “You said you’d make me cum.”
“I’ll make you cum when I think you’ve earned it, princess. Now be a good girl, and listen to me, okay?”
“Yes sir” You mewl.
“Put the phone closer to your face, baby.”
You do as you're told, placing the phone in front of your face so he can see you better. Vinny’s eyes land on your mouth.
“Open up.”
Opening your mouth, you stick your tongue out instinctively.
“Mmm, good girl. You already knew what I wanted.” You glow at his praise.
“Do you miss my cock, baby?” You nod and an “uh-huh” escapes from your throat.
“Show me. Use your fingers and show me how much you miss my cock.”
You bring your index and middle finger to your mouth and slowly drag your tongue from the base to your fingertips. Swirling your tongue around your fingertips, you suck them into your mouth. Vinny tries to hold the eye contact you’re making but is too mesmerized by the sound of you gagging as you shove your fingers further in your mouth.
Vinny would love to get his cock out and pretend it’s him you’re gagging on but the two of you have other areas to explore. He’s going to hold out as long as he can.
“Mmm… Wanna see how wet you got ‘em, honey” he hums.
Slowly pulling your fingers out you release them with a pop. Vinny’s eyes dilate as he watches the saliva drip down your hands and onto your wrists. Despite him not giving you permission, you stick out your tongue and lick up your arm collecting the saliva as you go. He shivers and you hold back a smile.
“Baby… let me see those gorgeous tits. Want you to play with them for me.”
You bring your saliva slicked fingers to your nipples and gasp softly. Tracing circles around your nipple slowly your free hand massages your other breast. Vinny licks his lips while you pinch and roll the buds between your index finger and thumb.
“Honey, can you get up for me? I have another idea.”
Nodding, you sit up and scoot towards the edge of the bed waiting for further instruction.
“Sit down at the foot of the bed. On the floor.”
You do as you're told. You had no idea what he was planning but you wanted to cum so you weren’t going to question it.
“Good girl. Now, prop the phone against the mirror in front of you so I can see you. I want to see all of you.”
Placing the phone against the mirror, you reposition yourself against the bed. You bend your knees and spread your legs, making sure to give Vinny a view of everything.
“God, If I wasn’t across the fucking country right now…”
You giggle and play with your breasts some more, sliding your other hand down your stomach and to your thigh. You make a show out of rubbing your breasts and inner thighs, softly moaning and rotating your hips. You were throbbing and if he didn’t let you touch yourself soon, you were going to explode.
“Rub your thighs for me, baby. That’s it… fuck…” Vinny palms his aching cock and the closer your hand gets to your pussy the more he wants to touch himself but not yet.
You couldn’t take it anymore though.
“Vinny, baby. Please. Please let me see your cock. I want to see you touch yourself. I’ll be so good for you, my sweet boy, please.”
Every ounce of self-restraint he had in that moment melted away in an instant. His mouth was so dry he was barely able to croak out an “okay”. Vinny was so flustered he couldn’t get his belt off quick enough and was muttering expletives as he fought with it. You giggle and he shoots you a glare before relaxing into a smile.
Vinny finally conquers his belt and pushes his jeans and boxers down, his cock springing free and slapping against his belly. The tip was bright red and leaking. You grip your thigh and flex your hips upwards, silently and futilely begging for him to press inside you.
He watches you intently, placing his hand around his cock. Vinny whines, throwing his head back. He gives into the feeling and slowly thrusts into his fist. His face is twisted in pleasure and he’s already starting to sweat. Your eyes follow the curve of his jaw, down his Adam's apple. You’ve never wanted to sink your teeth into the flesh of his neck so badly before.
As much as you were enjoying the show, you were being selfish and feeling severely neglected. You shove your fingers back in your mouth and whine to get his attention. He doesn’t move his head, just looks down at you and smirks.
“Enjoying the view?”
You whine again, pouting around your fingers.
Vinny chuckles. “Aww, is my princess feeling neglected?”
You nod, still pouting.
He adjusts himself against the back of his bunk, hand never leaving his cock.
“You’ve been so good, honey. Why don’t you put those fingers to better use? Touch that pretty pussy for me”
Your hand flies to your mound massaging your swollen bud. All of the teasing and anticipation had built up so much tension that you felt dizzy from the pleasure. You apply more pressure and you see stars, your legs involuntarily shutting at the feeling.
“Uh-uh. Open your legs. Now.” Vinny says firmly.
With a whimper you open your legs, lazily drawing circles around your clit. You were so worked up and desperate for more you couldn’t keep still, your other hand keeping you upright as you squirmed against the carpet.
“I’ll let you play but you have to keep your legs open for me. You’ve gotta let me see. Understand?”
“Mhmm.”
“Do it again and you don't get to cum. I’ll make you wait until I get home.”
A shiver runs through you at the thought. He wouldn’t be home for nearly three weeks. You couldn’t wait that long and he knew you would obey him if he told you not to touch yourself.
“Are you going to be a good girl for me and keep your legs open?”
“Yes sir.” You nod enthusiastically, opening your legs wide for him.
He sighs in satisfaction. “Princess. I want to see how gorgeous you are when you finger your pussy.”
Your mouth drops open, a shocked squeak following. Wasting no time, you plunge two fingers into your drenched hole. You pump them in and out slowly, taking your time because you know Vinny wants to see every move you make.
The slow movements weren’t enough to satisfy the ache but you were happy to get any kind of relief at this point. You open your eyes to see Vinny fisting his cock, his eyes fixed on your cunt. Moaning loudly, you grind down hard against your fingers, the ache for him growing even stronger. You could feel the tightening in your belly and knew you weren’t going to last long.
Vinny sees your pussy clench around your fingers and knows you're close. His fist tightens around his cock but he wants to wait. He has to wait until you’re done.
The soft sighs that are falling from your lips. Your whines. The moans. The way your body is arching. How beautiful you look with your fingers in your soaked pussy. Vinny is completely enamored by every single part of you and he cannot stop staring. He tries so hard to wait on you but that all goes to hell as soon as you call out his name.
“Vinny… please…” He could listen to you beg for him until the end of time. “Cum with me, baby.” and that’s all he needs. Vinny cums with a choked sob. His stomach tenses and his legs shake. Warm cum spills over his hand, dripping down and around the rings he’s wearing. When he comes down you’re still shaking and crying out for him and he wishes like hell he had another in him because he swears it’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.
“That’s it, baby. That’s my girl. Doing so good for me.” He coaxes you through your orgasm until you’re out of breath.
Once you catch your breath you crawl towards the phone and grab it. You lay back down on your bed and focus on him. He had placed his phone against the wall and was removing his rings, cleaning his hands with a dirty t-shirt that was nearby.
“Ya know, if I was there I would clean up all of that for you. Rings and all.” You giggle, licking your lips.
Vinny’s head whips in your direction.
“You better watch it, princess.”
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Am I Fuckable?
my gif, please give credit if you use it. thank you!
pairing: vinny mauro x reader
warnings: lots of teasing. vinny being an annoying fuck (affectionate). unprotected p in v sex. hair pulling. vocal vinny for the win!! lots of love bites and hickeys. if i missed anything please let me know! 18+ only MDNI or i’ll block you.
a/n: this is heavily inspired and based on Photoshoot BTS 2019 from ricky’s youtube channel hehe
tags: @concretenoah @circle-with-me @smokeynaomi @popppylove @somebodyels3 @rottingfern @monotoniscreaming @bngurngheart @agravemisstake
New York City is insane.
Simply trying to find a parking spot in the middle of the night is difficult, and that alone is reason enough for you to never move here.
Ryan had been driving around the same couple blocks for what felt like hours searching for somewhere to park. You could hear AJ talking to, what you assume is, Ricky and his video camera. However you can’t tell what’s being said, everyone’s voices having melded together in your brain a long while ago.
You have your head resting on Vinny’s shoulder, the same position you’ve been in long before arriving in NYC. You had been attempting to sleep, and was successful at one point! Then the frustration and exhaustion permeating throughout the van was stifling and forced you awake.
The only place you know you’ll be able to properly fall asleep is the hotel bed that’s waiting for you.
It feels like an eternity before Vinny moves his hand from your thigh to your hand that had been resting limply in your lap. His fingers slot between yours, followed by a gentle squeeze.
“Hey, mama.” His voice is quiet in your ear. “We we can go up to the hotel now. Come on.”
You groan into Vinny’s shoulder but lift your head anyways. The interior lights of the van are on, and everyone is filing out. Vinny gives you a loving smile as he hops out as well, then turns to take your hand. You graciously but tiredly accept and allow him to help you exit the van to get your bags from the trunk.
With bags in hand and the vehicle locked, Ryan leads everyone back towards the parking garage entrance. You’re holding onto Vinny’s hand and attempting to lean your head on his shoulder once more as you walk. It’s proving to be a bit difficult, but you manage just well enough as you walk inside the hotel.
Your friends go a different direction as you, Vinny, and Ricky walk another way. You struggle to move your legs as exhaustion is settling into your limbs. But then Ricky’s unlocking one of the room doors and leading you and Vinny in.
Once in the hotel room, you blearily watch Ricky set his bags down before heading to the bathroom. While he’s in there Vinny helps you get undressed and into your pajamas, which consists of one of his t-shirts and a pair of leggings. The feeling of his warm hands against your skin is making you even sleepier.
He’s got you situated under the covers and your pillow is so soft and you’re just so tired…
What seems like only a second later Vinny is sliding in to bed next to you. In your half awake state you inch closer to him until he’s curling one of his arms around your body and pulling you into his chest. With your face buried in his neck you comfortably fall asleep.
In the morning, you’re rudely awoken by Vinny jostling around. Without opening your eyes you can tell he’s trying to get out of bed, but you still have your body wrapped around him, much like a koala bear.
“Baby, baby.” You feel Vinny’s hand running up and down your back. “You gotta let go of me so we can get ready.”
You mumble a bout of nonsense without releasing him from your grip. He chuckles softly. Then he’s kissing your head and proceeds to gently pry you off of him. You grumble and groan as your hands and arms are dislodged from your boyfriend, thus freeing him from the bed and you.
Vinny maneuvers you back in to a comfy position, and plants a trio of light kisses to your cheek.
“You can sleep for a few more minutes,” he murmurs in your ear. “Then you gotta get up, okay, babe?”
His voice is gentle as he talks to you, but you don’t want to listen to him. You want to stay in bed all day with him and cuddle until you’re set to leave New York. But you know you’ll have to get up eventually. So you grunt in response and listen to Vinny make his way to the bathroom.
A couple minutes later the hotel door opens and you lift your head at the smell of coffee. Ricky enters your line of sight and you see that he holds a tray of various drinks. He smiles when he notices you peeking out of the covers.
“Morning. Vin told me your order,” Ricky tells you as he approaches the bedside. He takes one of the drinks from the tray and holds it out for you. He waits until you’re shoving yourself out of the hotel blankets, and you go to take it from him.
“Thank you, Rick,” you say in a sleepy voice.
You go to take a sip of the drink he got. And as soon as the liquid meets your tongue you sigh in satisfaction. Vinny knew exactly what you would have wanted, and that has your heart swelling. You continue to drink the beverage as you watch Ricky set his and Vinny’s drinks down and go to pick up his camera. He does a quick little update while walking around the hotel room, appearing to be mindful to keep you out of shot because he knows you don’t like being on camera all that much.
Once you’ve downed most of your drink you decide it’s probably time for you to get ready. With the remainder of your drink on the nightstand and your feet on the floor, you gather the clothes you’ll need for the day and your toiletries before knocking on the bathroom door. You find it unlocked and go in.
From behind the shower curtain Vinny calls out your name.
“Yeah, it’s me,” you answer back, setting down your things on the countertop and on the lid of the toilet. “Hope it’s okay if I’m in here getting ready.”
“Totally okay, babe,” Vinny replies over the sound of the water. “Almost done anyways.”
You pay no mind to his words whilst changing out of your pajamas, letting them settle in a pool of fabric off to the side on the tile. You’re slipping on a fresh pair of undergarments just as the shower water turns off. Then the curtain is pushed open and you watch Vinny step out through the condensation that’s accumulated on the surface of the mirror. He pauses when he sees you standing there. Then he’s stepping up behind you, the heat of his body radiating at your back. The smell of his shampoo is suddenly overwhelming. And his hands are resting tentatively on your hips.
The small space is steadily growing more and more suffocating. Your stomach is tightening at the feeling of Vinny’s hands on your skin, now firmly holding onto you. The buzzing hum of the fan is the only sound, and it has your head spinning. Or it’s because Vinny is now pressed up right against you.
“Vin.”
There's a slight warning in your voice, but you’re quiet when you say it. You can feel Vinny’s breath on your shoulder and neck. You then meet his gaze through the mirror’s fog. His eyes are dark and there is a very specific emotion nestled in their depths that ignites a dull fire deep down in your gut.
“Vinny.”
This time, you force your voice to be firmer. Your heart is racing, your ears are ringing, and you can feel slivers of water running down your backside from wherever Vinny’s own body has made contact with yours. He blinks slowly, humming his acknowledgement.
“You need to dry off,” you remind him, your voice undoubtedly wavering.
Vinny doesn’t say anything. All he does is lean in and presses his lips to you, his breath scalding hot against your bare skin. Neither of you speak while he’s leaving prolonged, open-mouthed kisses from one shoulder to the base of your neck, and then all the way across to the other shoulder.
With each touch of his lips a wave of goosebumps flutters down your body. Your spine is tingling and you’re struggling to repress a shudder. Vinny’s hands are ascending slowly, his fingers grazing roughly along your stomach and ribcage.
You aren’t quite sure what’s gotten into him, but you’re enjoying it. He nips gently at your flesh and it has you leaning your head back.
At one particular spot on your shoulder, Vinny takes his time. He’s gnawing and sucking at your skin. His tongue meets the hickey before he’s biting at it, and you’re seeing stars.
But then he’s pulling away. The warmth of his body suddenly disappears, and your head is forced back up. You whip around to see Vinny casually drying himself off, to which he proceeds to wrap the towel around his frame and then exits the bathroom with a soft click of the door.
And now, you are incredibly confused while simultaneously craving Vinny’s touch once more.
What the fuck was that for?
With confusion encasing your veins, you manage to finish getting ready in the confines of the tiny bathroom. Your breathing is slightly labored and you have been muttering to yourself for the past few minutes, cursing Vinny’s name.
When you’re done in the bathroom, you gather your things and walk out into the room. Sitting down on the bed you’re sharing with Vinny you pull on your shoes and throw your hair up with the hair-tie on your wrist, then proceed to scroll through your phone.
Ricky has his camera out and you’re only half listening to the conversation at hand. You had seen Vinny fiddling with the buttons of the suit jacket he had on, but you rightfully ignored him.
“Are you not supposed to button the top one or the bottom one?” Vinny asks.
“Uh, I don’t think you’re supposed to button the bottom one,” Ricky answers him hesitantly.
Vinny continues messing with his suit as he faces the large mirror on the opposite side of the room, the one hanging on the wall behind you. You look up from your phone to see him looking at himself in the mirror, then turning your attention back to the screen with an inaudible scoff.
“Dang, I’m fuckin’ hot,” he says. And it’s almost embarrassing how quick you are to glance back up at him.
God, you have no idea, you asshole.
You bite down on your tongue, and say nothing.
“What do you think, camera? Am I fuckable?” You’re beginning to taste copper on your tastebuds. “I think I’m not.”
Vinny laughs softly, and it has your pulse thumping even harder. You barely hear his exchange with Ricky because the blood roaring in your ears is far too loud.
He steps past you and gives you a sweet smile. You aren’t able to properly process the gesture until he’s already out of sight.
You’re hoping Ricky doesn’t notice how your demeanor has changed now that Vinny isn’t present. You can feel your face reddening with blush, and you know your overall vibe has shifted. If Ricky does notice, that’s a disaster just waiting to happen.
Once Vinny is done in the bathroom, after having changed his clothes, the three of you gather all of your things before leaving the room. You were the one to grab the keycards so you hung back to stuff them into your bag while Ricky and Vinny headed towards the elevators.
And with this moment to yourself you take a very deep, grounding breath. Then you’re walking away from your little bubble of quiet, trying to ignore the simmering heat at the base of your stomach.
Vinny is talking to the camera when you walk up. You choose to remain at Ricky’s back.
“We’re about to go to the photography studio.” The elevator dings and the doors slide open. You watch Ricky walk in backwards as he keeps the camera on Vinny. You hesitate before stepping in. “And wait a really long time to get our pictures taken. And then once our pictures are taken, they’ll be added to publications, posters, tour ad, MADS. Just anything you can think of.”
Through the floor to ceiling mirrors of the elevator you can clearly see Vinny smile at the camera just as the doors are opening. Vinny reaches back to grab your hand and pull you after him, with Ricky following close behind.
Ryan, Justin, and AJ are waiting for you when you step out of the hotel proper. Their voices bounce off the concrete walls of the parking garage and accumulate just to harshly harmonize in your ears. You grind your teeth as everyone finally gets in to the van.
In the van you choose to sit beside Ricky in the second row, leaving Vinny and Justin alone in the back. Vinny had pouted when he saw you slide into the seat next to Ricky, but thankfully hadn’t said anything. You’re not sure what you would have done if he had, indeed, said something.
Ryan is pulling out of the parking garage and AJ is addressing the camera in Ricky’s hands; meanwhile, Vinny has shifted forward in his seat to press a kiss to your head. It has your potent anxiety easing its death grip on your heart. Until he’s pressing another kiss to the exposed skin just behind your ear. Your anxiety immediately spikes as he rests his head to the back of your skull for a few more moments.
“I love you,” he murmurs. With one more kiss to that exposed skin he finally leans back in his seat.
You mumble the three words back to him, though you know he couldn’t hear. You loose a light sigh and internally prepare for a long day.
Because of your position as Motionless In White’s MUA, the only reason you came on this trip was to help with makeup. Well, that, and because Vinny wanted you to come with so badly.
So, having arrived at the photography studio, you began setting up the things you would need at one of the vanities provided.
And you know the guys would have been just fine doing their own makeup without you there. However, Vinny is ever persistent and slightly annoying when it comes to these things. So you had agreed to come with, despite having told Chris it wouldn’t be a big deal if you couldn’t tag along.
But Chris being Chris, he had been more than happy to have you be there.
Yay.
Now, here you are, helping Ryan with his makeup as you watch Vinny and Ricky mess around with Ricky’s camera. You keep them in your periphery as to not get distracted and mess up what you’re doing. But that duo is severely distracting, and you nearly mess up what your current task when you catch yourself watching Vinny for a moment too long.
(Actually, it was Ryan asking if you were okay, thus snapping you out of your daze.)
As you’re finishing up helping Ryan, Vinny waltzes over to you. He casually grabs at your waist when he halts beside you. You’re surprised you don’t implode at the contact.
“Okay, you’re all good to go,” you rush out to Ryan.
Ryan gives you a small smile. “Thanks,” he says as he looks into the vanity’s mirror. “You always make me look so much cooler than I actually am.”
“Pfft, shut the fuck up, you’re always cool,” you tell him, as you’re desperately trying to ignore Vinny’s presence.
Ryan thanks you again whilst getting up from the seat you’d had him sitting in, and he walks over to where Chris is currently getting his photos taken. Which leaves you alone with Vinny for the time being. You can feel the heat radiating off his body, and it’s causing your head to spin like a top.
Vinny pulls you closer to him, until you’re falling into his chest. He has himself propped up against the vanity and had simply tugged you towards him until gravity took over, and had you almost toppling over onto him. But the arm now around your waist is tight and firm as he keeps his hold on you.
“Hi,” he greets you in a soft voice.
“Hi,” you say back, and you hate how breathless you sound.
“You okay?” he asks. He takes his free hand and plays with a piece of hair that had come loose. His fingers keep brushing your heated cheek, and you are almost at your limit.
You don’t respond right away. Instead, you flick your gaze all over Vinny’s face for a few moments, just taking in his features and the makeup that is painting his skin. That burning hot knot is sizzling in your stomach, and sinking lower and lower as the seconds go by. It’s honestly remarkable you haven’t dragged Vinny off to a secluded corner yet.
You breathe in deeply.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” you tell him.
Vinny locks eyes with you and smiles softly; you’re sure you could even call it innocent with the way his eyes are crinkling just slightly.
“Just wanted to make sure,” he says.
Someone calls his name and you both know it’s his turn to get his individual photos taken. He leans in to kiss you, and you think you may be hallucinating when you feel his tongue shoving its way into your mouth.
But you don’t have time to process that before he’s stepping away and heading over to the photographer. You’re left even more confused than this morning. And you definitely do not like whatever game Vinny is playing.
Now that you have nothing to do, you step off to the side and watch Vinny get his photos done, despite the anger and frustration rippling through you. Seeing him be so nonchalant and unbothered has your blood boiling and your head pounding.
“Yeah, fuckable, my ass,” you mutter under your breath.
“Sorry, what?”
“Holy shit!”
The jumpscare’s origin comes from your right, to which you turn and see Chris looking at you. He has a concerned look on his face, despite the bemused quirk of his lips, and almost seems sheepish as you brace a hand on your chest. Your heart is racing from beneath your palm as you face him. With your other hand you swat at him.
“Don’t fucking do that, Chris!” you scold him. “You could’ve given me a heart attack, you dick.”
Chris chuckles. “Jesus, sorry,” he says through the small smile he wears. “I won’t do it again.”
You roll your eyes. You know he’ll do it again.
“Okay, but I’m curious now. What were you talking to yourself about that had you saying ‘fuckable, my ass’?” he asks. “And don’t say nothing.”
You sigh heavily, dropping your arms to hang limply at your sides. You glance over at Vinny for only a moment. But Chris is not very discreet as he follows your gaze.
“Ohhhh,” he muses. He looks back at you. “Yeah, that’ll do it, I’m sure.”
“Shut the fuck up,” you mutter as you whack Chris in the chest once more. “He’s an asshole. And it would make me feel better if you just agreed with me.”
Chris gives you a small smile. “Oh, yeah, of course. Vinny is an asshole for reasons unknown.”
“I hate you.”
The smile on Chris’ face grows as he says, “Love you too.”
You glare up at him before he walks away. You’re beginning to nibble on your lip when you see him approach Ricky, and the two men immediately fall in to conversation.
But they’re both glancing over at you from time to time. And your blood is uncomfortably hot.
Throughout the rest of the time you’re at the photography studio you keep to yourself. Vinny is still pissing you off and seems to have noticed your mood. And whether or not he knows he is the sole cause and primary aggravator, well, that is still up for debate. He hasn’t tried to touch you or talk to you since you had finished Ryan’s makeup, however long ago that was. But it’s honestly quite alright; if Vinny had tried to even step towards you, you probably would have done something you’d regret in the end.
Once the photoshoot is complete, you begin packing up your things as everyone else changes and removes their makeup. The studio staff are taking down the lights and the backdrop the band had been posed in front of. You tune out all the noise as you continue putting all of your makeup supplies back into your bag, hoping you can finish your task without anyone acknowledging you.
But god forbid you have any peace.
Justin comes up to you, his face clean and wearing his normal attire. The sight of him does, however, release a minute amount of tension from your chest.
“Hey, we’re gonna head to a bar for some drinks and food,” he informs you. “You wanna come with? It’s, like, a block from the hotel so you could leave whenever you want.”
You could not be any more thankful for Justin than you are in this present moment. He is unknowingly giving you an out so you could rot alone in the hotel room until everyone gets back from the bar. You could fucking kiss him right now.
You’re about to give Justin your answer when Vinny sidles up next to you. He immediately throws an arm around your torso, and he slips his hand beneath your shirt before he is subtly digging his fingers into the flesh of your hip. Your pulse is positively erratic at the contact; it would be a miracle if Vinny couldn’t hear your heartbeat.
“You comin’ out with us?” he asks you as he shoots Justin a glance. You watch Justin scowl at Vinny for a split second before they’re both looking at you.
And the way Vinny is staring at you has you burning all over.
His soft brown eyes are tracing your features, but there is a heat to them that you have seen countless times today alone. The blood coursing through your veins no longer feels like a raging, untamable fire. Instead, it burns like an acid eating away at your nervous system and sheer will. And god fucking dammit, you can’t say no to Vinny.
“Uh, y-yeah, I’ll go,” you tell the two men. You look back at Justin. “I’ll go for a couple hours, I guess.”
“Awesome. Let’s go,” Vinny says with a smile.
Justin turns and walks away, thus abandoning you in your time of need. Your heart is beating out of your chest. You need Vinny to back away, or you’re going to burst into flames.
Vinny pecks your cheek but his lips linger on your skin. He squeezes your side, and you can feel the gentle stroke of his thumb on your hip bone. His mouth shifts to yours, but he doesn’t kiss you. No, instead of kissing you, he just lets his lips rest against your own. You’re dizzy as you breathe him in and your eyes have slipped closed and you need him so badly—
“Mama,” Vinny breathes into your mouth. “We gotta go.”
He’s moving back before you find the strength to speak. But he’s already pulling away when you manage to blink away the haze over your eyes. Frustration encases your heart and mind when he sticks out his hand, wordlessly asking you to take it and follow him. Well, good thing you would follow him to the ends of the earth, or else you would be feeling very differently right now. You say nothing as you thread your fingers through his, letting him lead you out of the studio.
On the drive back in the direction of the hotel, you were able to convince AJ to let you have shotgun, so he could be stuck in the back and you could theoretically be miles away from Vinny. You were quiet as Ryan drove, once again blocking out the conversation in the van and watching New York pass by in a blur.
Ryan parks back in the hotel’s parking garage. Everyone hops out and then makes their outside in the direction of the bar. Vinny hurries to your side to hold your hand, and doesn’t try anything on the short walk. It honestly has you infuriated.
The bar is small and cozy. It’s got a comforting rustic vibe to it, and there are already a handful patrons scattered around. There’s a few sitting at the bar itself and a couple others seated at the tables throughout the space. You notice that no one is over at the pool table playing a game. You almost walk over there before Vinny is detaching himself from you just to do the same with AJ, Justin, and Chris.
Grumbling under your breath you step towards the bar instead. You sit down on one of the stools and patiently wait for the bartender. The music playing through a series of speakers is distracting you, at least.
The bartender, a large man with a short bushy beard and tattoos crawling up his exposed neck and arms, approaches you. He has a kind smile on his face as he stands in front of you on the other side of the counter.
“Evenin’. What can I get for ya, darlin’?” he asks, a slight twang to his voice. There’s a kind gleam in his eyes as he watches you.
You hesitate for a moment before you say, “Gin and coke, please.”
“Comin’ right up.”
He steps away to make your drink, and your eyes immediately trail back to the pool table on the opposite end of the room. Vinny is clearly taking his turn in the game happening right now. He’s bent over the table with the pool cue angled at one of the scattered balls atop the green felt. Then he jerks his arm and the white ball strikes into a cluster of solids and stripes. You hear him groan in frustration.
His hair bounces on his shoulders as he steps back for the next person’s turn. There’s still that ache all the way down in your center, and you cannot possibly stand it any longer. You slot your tongue between your teeth and bite down as hard as you can.
Just then, the bartender walks back over to you and sets down your gin and coke on the wooden surface of the bar with a napkin beneath it.
“There you go, darlin’,” he says.
“God, thank you so much,” you tell him with a slight smile. You reach into your bag and hand him your card.
The man takes your card to pay for your drink and you’re left alone once more. You sip at your beverage, relishing in the feeling of the alcohol on your tastebuds. You’re wanting to get some sleep tonight so you are only planning on the one drink, so you’re going to savor the taste.
But then your card is back with you and your eyes are darting around the bar. And there is Vinny, that motherfucker. It doesn’t seem to be his turn yet, so he’s leaning up against the wall and watching Justin play. Vinny’s face lights up when he smiles at his friend’s obvious failure. His laugh carries across the room, the sound ten times louder than the music to your ringing ears.
It’s difficult, but you manage to finally look away from Vinny, purposefully ignoring his presence in your peripheries. You need to distract yourself from the image of him laughing and talking with his friends.
That’s how you end up making eye contact with Ricky, who had definitely already been watching you. He’s sitting at the bar closest to the pool table. There’s a barely-there smirk on his face. You pinch your eyebrows together in confusion and tilt your head a bit in a silent question of what’s up. All he does is raise his own brow in reply.
Then he’s flicking his gaze off to the side, and you don’t have to guess in order to know what he’s referring to. Ricky meets your eyes once more and you send him a mean glare with your middle finger aimed in his direction. You see him chuckle a bit before you’re turning away.
You’re trying your best to keep both Vinny and Ricky out of your sights, which results in you playing with the hair-tie encircling your wrist. But then your phone buzzes from its position on the bar before you.
Ricky Whore-or: Chris said I can bunk with him tonight btw. We’re gonna leave in a few minutes to grab my stuff from our hotel room
You’re going to kill that man.
You look up from your phone to see Ricky looking at his own phone as he talks to Chris. Then he sets the device down and you receive another text.
Ricky Whore-or: P.S. you’re not very subtle, so don’t ever say I’ve never done anything for you ;)
Yeah, you’re gonna fucking kill him.
You don’t bother replying to his texts or acknowledging his existence any more. The alcohol settling in your stomach suddenly feels like lead.
A few minutes later you’re joined at the bar by Ryan. He has a beer in his hand and he strikes up a conversation with you. He may not know it, but he is doing you a great service by distracting you. Because you aren’t sure how long you two had been talking and laughing for before you notice your glass is empty and his is gone as well, another opened bottle sitting next to it.
Before you know it, you see Ricky, Chris, and AJ waving goodbye and leaving the bar. Ricky sends you a smug smile that you flip him off for. He just laughs and disappears from view.
Maybe another twenty minutes later is when Vinny finally comes over to you. Justin is on his heels, and sits down on the stool on the other side of Ryan. Vinny chooses to stand right behind you with an arm curling around you. You notice his grip is much tighter than what it has been previously today.
“You guys staying?” Vinny’s question is directed at his bandmates. There’s a vague hardness to his voice that has your eyebrows scrunching with confusion.
“Yeah, we’ll catch up in a few minutes,” Ryan says as Justin nods.
Vinny is then immediately tugging you to your feet and dragging you towards the door. You quickly say goodnight to Ryan and Justin before you’re outside of the bar.
The short walk back to the hotel is fast paced, with Vinny gripping your hand and essentially dragging you after him. You consider saying something to ease the apparent tension mingling in between you. But Vinny doesn’t appear to be interested in conversing so you keep quiet.
When you make it to the hotel and go for the elevator, Vinny keeps an arm around you, like you would float away if he let go. And then you’re stepping out of the elevator then down the hall to your room. You fish out the keycard and unlock the door.
The moment the door shuts behind you and you hear the indicating click of it being locked once more Vinny’s hands are on you. He turns you around to face him, and his lips are immediately on yours.
Your hands cup either side of his face while his are grabbing at your waist. Your lips are moving against each other haphazardly, with little to no grace in the act. He’s licking into your mouth and you whine as he shuffles you backwards.
The backs of your legs make contact with the bed, then Vinny is lowering you onto the mattress. He leans down with you, careful not to break the heated kiss.
Vinny’s hands are roving all over your body; he can’t seem to make up his mind and touch you in a singular place. One of his hands snakes up your shirt and the other moves to rest on your neck. You shudder slightly at the sudden sting of his cold rings on your skin.
But then he’s pulling away. Disappointment flashes in your chest as you watch him sit up through hooded eyes, although he keeps the one hand gently gripping your neck. You’re caged in by his legs, and you can’t help but wonder if he’s going to continue this stupid game of his.
You grab at his shirt and tightly bunch the fabric up in your fists.
“Vin, what the fuck?” you snap.
He looks down you with a weird look on his face.
“What?” he pants above you. “What do you mean what the fuck?”
“First, the bathroom this morning—“ His thumb brushing at the center of your throat has you faltering for a moment. “A-And then constantly touching me and teasing me. I have needed you all day. God, you’re a fucking asshole.”
Vinny’s lips stretch into a grin in realization.
“I love teasing you and getting you all worked up,” he admits. He leans back into your space and begins pressing kisses to your jawline. “It’s just.. so much fun.”
Your eyes are threatening to roll back in your head as Vinny makes his way down your jaw to your pulse point. He stops his kisses and proceeds to nip and suck at your skin, carelessly giving you a hickey that will definitely be hard to cover up in the morning.
“But at the bar…” His voice vibrates against your throat. “Maybe I’d teased you a little too much. Maybe I was being an asshole … But you were too close to Ryan and he was making you laugh—“
“Oh, my god.” You laugh at Vinny’s halfhearted admission. He bites your skin in retaliation. “Y-You were jealous of Ryan? Jesus christ, Vin. I love Ryan, but is he the one on top of me right now?”
Vinny mumbles into your neck before he’s pulling away and looking down at you. His face is flushed and his lips are swollen and red. You speak again before he has a chance to.
“Maybe I should flirt with your bandmates more often if it means you’ll take me to bed afterwards,” you remark casually with a smile.
You were trying to be joking and playful, but Vinny doesn’t look amused. He’s glaring down at you with his mouth in a tight line. You then prop yourself up on your elbows so your face is closer to his.
“Hey. I love you, okay?” you tell him. You see his eyes catch on your lips as you talk. “I’m in love with you, not anyone else. I’m sorry, baby. I love you.”
Vinny stays quiet for a moment. Then his hand is back at your throat, a very light pressure being applied by his fingertips. You gasp sharply at the suddenness of the act, but you can see Vinny’s eyes gradually softening at he continues to look down at you.
“I love you, too,” he murmurs.
You offer him a smile, to which he returns.
“Now, can you do something, please?” you ask.
“Yeah? Like what?” Vinny leans back in to kiss you. But this is slow and steady, an agonizing pace compared to a few minutes ago.
You hum into the kiss without bothering to attempt at replying. Vinny is languidly kissing you, taking his sweet time and savoring every touch of your lips. He pries your mouth open with his tongue and there’s a sliver of your being that believes he may be trying to devour you whole.
You’re growing restless, however. As much as you love the slow make outs, right now, you need more.
So you’re fisting Vinny’s shirt and trying to push it up his body, but he stops you before you’re able to achieve your goal. He wordlessly sits up and pulls off his shirt and jacket. You reach out to touch him, but again, he’s stopping you before that can happen. Because his hands are dragging your own shirt off of you and his mouth is all over your stomach and chest.
His teeth sink into your flesh at random intervals. You know there are going to be countless hickeys and love bites from your navel all the way up to your neck, and you are totally fine with that.
Vinny works his way down your torso until he reaches the waistband of your pants. He looks up at you and grins when he sees how flustered and red you are. The sight of him smiling between your legs should not be that hot, but you love it too much to stop it.
As he’s working on getting your pants off, you slip out of your bra and toss it away blindly. The way he looks back up at you once your legs are free of your bottoms (and underwear) and your chest is bare has you biting back a moan.
“Sit up,” Vinny says. His voice is low and rough, and you do not hesitate to sit on the bed with your legs bent beneath you.
Vinny takes off the rest of his clothes at the foot of the bed. Your bottom lip is trapped between your teeth as you watch him undress, until he is completely naked. You think you taste blood, but it’s a little too late to check or care with Vinny crawling back towards you.
He grabs the back of your head and pushes you into him, your hands grabbing at the roots of his hair. He’s kissing you with much more aggression and hunger, and there’s nothing you can do from moaning against his lips. And the sound of Vinny also humming and moaning into your mouth has a persistent pulse throbbing in your cunt.
With his other hand, Vinny gently shoves your legs open. The unexpected cool air against your pussy has your grip in his hair tightening. Then his fingers are gliding through your wet folds and you keen against him at the sensation.
A high pitched moan escapes you when one of his fingers presses its way inside you. The feeling has you breaking the kiss and throwing your head back as Vinny slowly works you open.
“Doing so good, baby,” Vinny murmurs into your collarbone. His teeth scrape against your skin just as he’s shoving another digit inside of you.
Your walls seize around his fingers when he begins to pick up his pace. You cry out in pleasure and relish in the strained noises Vinny’s making against the column of your throat.
That white hot coil that has been plaguing you all day is finally going to meet its end. You can feel your orgasm approaching, and you grind down into Vinny’s hand to make it come sooner. And he obliges, by pressing his thumb into your clit, adding just enough pressure and extra movement to have you coming undone.
You moan loudly at your much needed release, and Vinny continues to fuck his fingers in and out of you until you’re relaxing against him.
It didn’t take much for you to come, but Vinny doesn’t seem bothered. With hazy eyes you watch him take those same fingers that had just been inside you and lick them clean. You moan lightly at the sight.
Vinny doesn’t wait for you to recover before he’s pulling you into his lap. His hard cock is pressing against your folds, and that stupid heated knot is finding its way back to its original place deep down in your belly.
“Vin,” you whine at him. “Vin, please—“
But he’s reconnecting your mouths and you taste yourself on his tongue. It makes your head spin and you’re humming into him again.
And you’re so lost in the kiss that you don’t notice right away how Vinny is working his cock into you. With one arm around your waist and the other carefully guiding you down onto him. The feeling of finally being filled by him is nearly overwhelming.
When he’s bottomed out he pulls away from you by a few inches. His eyes are blown with desire and you think you can see your own reflected back at you.
Vinny begins moving and you tug harshly at his hair. He hisses at the sharp pain that splices through his scalp, but keeps thrusting up into you. You push back down against him, and you work out a steady rhythm that has the head of Vinny’s cock hitting that one spot inside you that makes you see stars.
An entire galaxy flashes across your vision. There are now two arms around your torso, and the tightness of them is comforting as you continue rocking against Vinny.
In the space between you there are the sounds of shared panting and moaning and you swear you hear a muttered “Feel so good, mama.” Even if you had imagined it, it still makes you move your hips faster.
You can feel your second orgasm approaching rapidly. Your body is clenching around Vinny, his thrusts growing more uncoordinated. You’re both so close.
“Vin— Ah, ah—“ He’s biting your neck again. “Vinny baby, ‘m so—“
“I know. Come on, baby.” His breath is scorching hot on your neck and shoulder. “Ah— Come for me, baby.”
A moment later you’re coming with Vinny’s name on your lips, another brilliant series of stars and nebulas dotting your vision. His continued thrusts helps you through your high, especially when his arms tense around you as you feel him stiffen then he’s coming in you.
Everything feels amplified — every breath, every inch of skin being on fire, every bead of sweat that drips down your body.
All you feel is Vinny.
Vinny, Vinny, Vinny.
And god, the friction of skin on skin as he’s pulling out makes you dizzy.
Vinny lays you back on the bed and you blearily watch him enter the bathroom then return a few moments later. He hovers above you as he gently wipes your legs and pelvis clean with a damp washcloth, his touch comforting and light. He’s cautious in his work.
Your fingers are aching from how hard you had been clutching at the strands of hair on Vinny’s head, much like a vise. As he gets you both under the covers, he sees you flexing your hands lazily. He begins to massage at the joints of each individual finger and you let him.
You shift closer to him so your head is resting in the crook of his neck. He absentmindedly tangles your legs together as he keeps on with his task.
“I love you,” you murmur, pressing a soft kiss to his jaw.
“I love you, too,” Vinny says back. And you can hear the smile in his voice.
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Pretty- Vinny Mauro x female!reader
Content Warnings: fluff, smut, unprotected p in v sex, language, teeny bit of angst. 18+ MDNI.
Word Count: 2k
Author's Note: Okay, this is my first one shot I have ever written so please give me feedback. Also it's unbetaed so... yeah. Enjoy!
This story is a complete work of fiction portraying a real person or persons in a fictional situation.
“Seriously?! You expect me to believe that you think I’m pretty?” You yell at the man before you.
“Yes! Because you are pretty!” Vinny gestures wildly at you.
“Bull. Shit. I don’t believe you.”
Vinny groans in frustration as he drags his hands through his hair, pulling at the strands in annoyance. “Why? Why is it so hard for you to believe me?”
“Because I’ve seen the girls at the meet and greets! I’ve seen the girls you follow on Instagram! You’re more delusional than I am if you expect me to believe that I’m even half as pretty as any of them!”
Neither you, nor Vinny, could pinpoint exactly how long you two had been fighting in his hotel room, but it felt like hours. It might as well have been. At this point you were just chasing each other's tails, resorting back to the same points and reasoning. An unstoppable force versus an immovable object. You had been touring with the band for the past few weeks, working as an assistant sound tech. You had toured with them once before, and you and Vinny immediately hit it off. There was just something about him that you were instantly drawn to, but you immediately smashed and trashed any feelings that might develop. As much as your heart yearned to pursue him romantically, you knew logically it just wasn’t possible. You needed this job, you couldn’t risk losing it over a crush.
At times, you thought that maybe he could feel the same way about you. Instances where you caught him looking at you before quickly looking away, sometimes he would sit just close enough so you were touching knees or shoulders. But Vinny’s flirty with everyone, that’s just how he is. So you didn’t even dare to get your hopes up. You tried not to anyway.
Now, you bring your hands to your face, shrieking angrily into them briefly before holding them out in front of you. “I can’t deal with this right now. I’m going to get a drink or something.” You turn to walk out of the hotel room, but you only make it two steps before a strong, calloused hand grips your wrist. “Vinny, what the fuck-” He cuts you off by yanking you towards him. Placing a hand on each of your hips, he backs you up into the wall with a thud. He tilts his head so his lips brush the cusp of your ear, his warm breath puffing into your hairline.
“Why don’t I show you how pretty you are?” Your heart is pounding in your ears and you’re panting from the proximity. His body heat is radiating off of him and seeping into you. He brings his head back to look you in the eye. You glance at his lips before crashing yours into his. The kiss is fiery, passionate, and breathless. The lips you’d thought about kissing for months were parted and warm against your own. A soft whine of a noise escapes from the back of your throat and Vinny groans lowly in response. Finally, you both break apart, panting for air. Only a moment passes before Vinny dips his head down, attaching his kiss swollen lips to your neck. You gasp and tilt your head back against the wall as he caresses your pulse point with his lips, fingers flexing against your hip bones. The quiet noises you make are driving him crazy and he works faster leaving a wet trail of hickeys and love bites along your neck.
“Vinny…” you whimper quietly, bringing a hand up to tangle in his dark curls, tugging softly at the roots. His hair is still damp from his post show shower, a drop of water rolls from the base of his hair and down your arm. He leaves one more sloppy kiss below your jaw before drawing back to look at you again. His pupils are wider than you’ve ever seen them, and he’s breathing heavily. Vinny kisses you again, slower this time, but no less passionate. He swipes his tongue tentatively across your bottom lip and you part them, meeting his tongue with your own. There is no fight for dominance, just a slow movement against each other. Savoring the feeling.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this,” Vinny groans in between kisses. He presses in tighter against you and you can feel his erection digging in just above your core. The kiss becomes sloppy, a tangle of tongue, lips, and teeth as you start to grind against each other. Sultry moans and pants fill the space between you and a dull ache blossoms between your legs. Vinny breaks the kiss momentarily to catch his breath before he returns to your neck, not kissing, but simply nuzzling his lips and nose into the bruises he painted there.
“Here’s what I’m thinking,” he rasps into your skin, “I think I’m going to fuck you slowly and sweetly to show you just how pretty you are, and then I’m going to fucking ruin you.”
You pause for a moment, the lust filled fog breaking momentarily to bring a moment of clarity to your situation. What if he sees your body and changes his mind? What if this changes things between the two of you? Fuck, what if someone finds out and you lose your job? Vinny notices your hesitation, he furrows his brows slightly, hoping he didn’t do anything to make you uncomfortable. Gently, he pulls back, bringing a hand up to brush his fingertips along your cheek.
“You’re allowed to say no, sweetheart.” Your eyes snap back up to his, and any doubts are immediately blanketed. The look in his eyes is so sincere, so intense.
“I want this. I want you to fuck me Vinny.” The corner of his mouth twitches up and hunger sparks in his eyes.
“Jump.” Vinny quickly snakes his arms underneath you as you wrap your legs around his waist. He briskly walks you both to the queen bed in the corner of the hotel room, dropping you onto the mattress. He rips his shirt off, tossing it god knows where before grasping the hem of your top, lifting it over your head. He returns to you, devouring your lips like a starving man. Lifting one hand to cradle the back of your head, Vinny leans you both down onto the pillows, sinking down on top of you. As he kisses you he trails the fingertips of his free hand along your side, brushing the skin lightly, exploring it. He sweeps his hands up to your bra, kneading and cupping your covered breasts as he revels in the melody of your moans. “Can I take this off, baby?” His voice is low and breathless.
You nod in response, arching your chest to give him access to unhook the bra. His hands draw the straps down your arms and Vinny’s breath escapes him in a quick exhale at the sight of you. His hands draw subconsciously to your tits and his eyes don’t leave your chest for a second as he begins to work your nipples between his fingers, stiffening them to hard peaks. You gasp and arch your chest further into him. “Fuck,” Vinny whispers under his breath, barely audible. He slides his hands down and away from your breasts to unbutton your jeans and you slide down his pants along with his boxers in return. Now that you're both fully naked, Vinny leans back, absorbing every aspect of you. The city lights filter in through the gaps in the curtain, brushing your body with a kaleidoscope of colors, blending with the warm glow of the bedside lamp across your face. He groans, losing himself in the sight. “You’re better than anything I could’ve ever imagined.”
He returns his palms to your breasts, running the pads of his fingers over the very tips of your now almost painfully sensitive nipples, teasing you. You squirm and whine at the contact that was not nearly enough to satisfy you. He smiles, chuckling lightly to himself. “Mmm, you like that, baby?”
“Fuck, yes Vinny. Stop teasing I need you to fuck me.” You writhe under him, grinding your hips up in an attempt to gain some of friction. Any kind of relief. He shifts his hips back before you can make contact.
He smirks down at you. “Say you’re pretty.”
“What?”
“Say you’re pretty, then I’ll fuck you.”
“Vin seriously-” you cut off with a gasp as he pinches your nipples.
“I won’t fuck you until you say you’re pretty.”
You relent, dropping your head back onto the pillows with a huff. “Fine. I’m pretty.”
Vin smiles warmly down at you as he threads his fingers with yours, clutching your hand on the pillow beside your head. He places a soft, lingering peck on your lips and rests his forehead on your own. “You’re more gorgeous than you will ever know.”
He pulls back just enough to grab the root of his dick, lining it up with your entrance. Slowly, he pushes the tip in, moaning in unison with you. He waits a moment before pushing in further, then pulling back. Rocking back and forth, bit by bit pushing further until he’s completely inside you. He presses his head into your shoulder, moaning your name softly, pausing to allow you to adjust to the feeling. He then draws his hips back slowly, both of you relishing the pull of his cock along your walls. Vinny begins to find a steady rhythm, rocking in and out as you both moan, pant, and whimper against each other. You wrap your free hand around his shoulder while the other one remains grasped tightly with Vinny’s.
“Fuck you feel so good Vin,” you whimper, tilting your head back against the pillow as you rock your hips up to meet his thrusts.
“So- mnh- so tight babygirl. Fuck you’re so perfect, so perfect for me.” He speeds up, thrusting harder into you as you both start to glisten with beads of sweat. You slide your hand up from his shoulder to brush the hair out of his face, gripping the crimson and chocolate locks against his scalp. Vinny takes a moment to appreciate the sight of you; eyebrows furrowed together with your mouth dropped open in pleasure, chanting his name like a prayer. He shifts his weight onto the arm that’s holding your hand, bringing his now free hand down to your swollen clit. He rubs fast circles on the hard bud before repeatedly strumming it lightly with his fingertip. “Shit!” Vin gasps as your pussy clamps down harder around his cock.
You moan lewdly, a sultry noise escaping you as you arch further and buck your hips. Wrapping your legs around his back, your mind blanks and all you feel is overwhelming pleasure. The warm pressure building deep between your legs feels like it’s going to release at any moment. “Vin, fuck, I’m gonna- I’m gonna c-cum!” you pant desperately. You feel a heavy twitch of his dick inside you and you know he isn’t going to last much longer.
“Fuck, me too. Cum with- ahh- cum with me.” Vinny relentlessly pounds into you as you release. Your pussy clamping down on him as you convulse and cry out in an echo of Vinny’s name. Your back arches violently and your hand grips his hair like a vice. Vinny groans out a strangled shout of your name as he buries as deep into you as he can get, spreading his warmth into you. Dropping his head to pant into your shoulder, he clutches your hand like you’ll disappear at any moment.
Spent, you lie limp together, breathing shakily with Vinny still deep inside you. Slowly, he removes his head from your shoulder to capture your lips in a dizzying kiss. Fuzzy and fucked out, all you can feel is Vinny. A whine escapes you as he slowly pulls out, flipping you over gingerly so you’re resting on his chest. His heartbeat is thumping gently against your cheek, lulling you further into relaxation. Vinny strokes your hair as you doze off, holding you against him with his other arm. As you fade into sleep, you hear Vinny whisper into your ear: “You’re my pretty girl.”
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Masquerade - Vinny Smut
AN: Requested by my wonderful mutual @thesazzb !! I am actually really excited about this one and feel like it came out great, I hope you enjoy!
“Okay, that’s it. You are going to the party with me, and we are going to get drunk and get you laid. You need to stop moping about your breakup. It's been almost a month, get over here and let me make you hot,” Your best friend Paige grabs your arm, practically dragging you out of your bed.
“I don’t want to, we were together for almost 2 years, let me be sad,” you whine, trying to pull your arm away from her.
“Nope, we are done moping and whining. Sit down, let me do your hair so we can make you smoking. Get you any guy that you want at the bar,” she says, shoving you down in your desk chair while she runs to get her curling iron.
You give up on fighting her, once she has her mind made up there is no stopping her.
She comes back and quickly gets to work on curling your hair, knowing that you always feel more confident when it is curled rather than straight, and she wants you to feel like you are the most attractive woman in the room when she is done. Your ex has torn you down for too long, made you insecure about your looks for too long and she is going to change that, hoping that getting you laid will help pull you out of your funk.
She starts with your makeup next, highlighting your eyes which in her opinion are absolutely beautiful and don’t need much work to make them pop. You have a natural beauty that can’t be faked, that is why she will forever hate Austin for destroying your self worth, you don’t realize what you have, and you should.
After shoving you in a dress that shows off way more leg and cleavage than you have shown in years she moves you in front of the full length mirror that is in the living room so you can see her work, you gasping as you almost can’t recognize yourself. She actually made you look, dare you say it, hot.
“Okay, let's go. Oh wait, here, it's a masquerade so you need a mask,” she says handing you one off the table, before leading you out towards the uber that she must have called already to drop you off. She had already thought of everything.
“You had this all planned didn’t you, hence why you had an extra mask there and this dress,” you asked her, glancing across the car at where she sat.
“Yes, you need it. And look, we are here, lets go get you a drink,” she says, leading you towards a keg and pouring you a drink before handing you the cup, getting one of her own.
A couple drinks later and you are honestly having a lot of fun, you and Paige dancing together while others in the crowd do the same, not caring if you looked like idiots because everyone is starting to the way they have been drinking tonight.
“I am getting another drink, be right back,” she says, stumbling away from you, leaving you now feeling out of place being by herself.
After a couple minutes you have accepted that she isn’t returning any time soon and are about to leave the dance floor but someone stops in front of you, bringing your attention to this man who is smiling down at you.
“Your friend seems to have left you, want to dance?” He asks you, a smile on his face when you look at him. You swallow slightly as you take in the handsome man in front of you. His dark eyes scan your face to read your reaction as you shamelessly check him out, his curls standing out to you because of the red in the front, what you assume is his natural brown in the back. You don’t know why that is standing out so much to you but it is.
“You’re not from around here are you,” you shamelessly ask. “I mean- you have an american accent is all,” you glance away, feeling your blush spread across your face.
“No, I am passing through for work. Some of my um- coworkers found out about the party and we all decided to crash it, something to do on a night off,” he admits, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.
Truthfully, Vinny is being vague but he doesn’t want anyone to recognize him. Sometimes it can be hard to get out and have a fun night without people recognizing him, and he just wants a normal night for once. Partying, drinking and maybe having a hookup if things work out that way.
“Well, you wanted to dance, so let’s dance,” you say, being more forward than usual with the alcohol taking over your system at this point, your normal reservations leaving you.
You grab his hand and drag him out on the dance floor where both of you dance, talk and laugh, losing yourselves in each other as your bodies touch, finding that both of you are having a great time. At one point his lips find yours, and you lean into the kiss, it gets heated between the two of you quickly before you pull away.
“Normally I don’t do this, but do you maybe want to go back to my place?” you ask him, feeling shy but wanting more from this man that you barely know.
“Fuck, yes,” he responds, letting you take his hand as you drag him out of the front door of the party, quickly getting an uber and messaging Paige that you are leaving, her sending you back a wink face and telling you that she has condoms in her room, knowing exactly why you are leaving as she has been watching you and the man you have no learned is named Vinny from across the room, glad that you are enjoying yourself.
The second you and Vinny arrive at your apartment and you are inside the door his lips are on yours, turning you around and pushing your body against the door as his hands rest on your hips, his tongue finding yours.
“Fuck,” he groans as you grind your hips into his, feeling his erection through his jeans against your clothed core. “Where’s your room? I need you.”
He pulls away from you long enough for you to show him your room, both of you take your masks off, no longer giving a shit about concealing your faces from one another as you step inside your bedroom.
His lips find yours again, you grabbing ahold of his shirt to keep him close to you. You haven’t gotten laid in quite awhile, but even then your ex couldn’t ever actually get you off. You fucking needed this mans touch, needed to enjoy yourself. You find yourself grabbing the hem of his shirt, yanking the material over his head roughly, running your hands across his skin and then leaning back in to kiss again.
His hands start to trail up your legs, slowly moving under the hem of your dress, slipping the material up your thighs, it bunching at your hips as he practically shoves you onto your back on the bed.
You ignore the thoughts in your head that are telling you to stop, choosing instead to focus on the hand that is currently getting dangerously close to the heat that is building between your thighs. Not even caring about the consequences of your actions as you find yourself growing dangerously wet.
Your kiss deepens, his tongue finding yours as your nails slowly drag across his chest, one of his hands bunching in the curls at the back of your head to keep you close as the other moves to your back, tugging it open as the cool air meets your skin. You lean up just long enough for him to pull it over your head, leaving you in only your panties.
His hands move so that they can cup your breasts, you flushing under his gaze as he admires your chest. He couldn’t wait to touch you, feel you tremble against him. His fingers now run against your ribs lightly, smiling to himself when you squirm against his touch.
You wrap your arms around his neck, feeling his hands settle on your hips as you shuffle, your hips moving against his, allowing you to feel his clothed erection against yourself.
Pulling you tight against him, a small grown escapes our lips as you continue to move yourself against him, feeling needy and wishing he would just give you what you want from him.
His lips pull away from yours, slowly nibbling his way down to your neck and collarbone, before settling on your breasts, biting and sucking along your skin in a way that is driving you crazy, making you buck your hips against his, the heat between the two of you becoming harder and harder to ignore.
“Vin,” you whine, reaching between the two of you and closing your hand the best you can around his clothed erection, you move your lips to just under his ear, nibbling at the skin there as you try to undo the button of his jeans and zipper, wanting him naked with you.
He allows you to remove them, along with his boxers, shifting his hips in a way so that his now free erection brushes against you through your panties making you both groan at the contact, your fingers squeezing him as he shuffles his jeans the rest of the way off.
His lips find yours, you grow more desperate and whimpering as his fingers move along your thighs, pressing against your wet core through your panties, making him smirk at you. Moving your panties aside he runs his fingers through your folds, causing you to whimper again at how sensitive you are beneath him when he finds your clit.
You press your hips into into his hand eagerly, urging him to do something, him finally slipping a finger inside of you, a second quickly finding it when he realizes you are wet enough to take it.
His teeth lightly sink into the flesh by your collarbone as he starts pumping his fingers inside of you roughly, you closing your eyes from the pleasure he is currently bringing you.
“God dammit, Vin, I need you inside of me,” you all but beg at this point, close and wanting the release that he can give you right now.
He moves to grab his jeans, fumbling through his wallet for the condom he knows is inside of it before quickly sliding it on, moving to rub himself against your folds, groaning when you needily raise your hips, making him brush against you.
“Fuck,” he groans as he grabs your hips, flipping you over so that you are on top of him before you take charge and sink yourself down on top of him, rocking your hips against his. You pull his lips to yours again, needy, as he pulls your hips down so that you meet him tightly, both of you moaning as your body stretches to accommodate him, taking all of him at once now.
You roll your hips against his, Vin inhaling sharply underneath you at the feeling.
Your hands press into his shoulders, forcing him to lay against the bed as you take charge over your movements. Enjoying the control you currently have over him, and clearly he doesn't mind, his fingers dig into your hips as he holds you in place.
They eventually wander, grabbing your ass, your thighs, they just move over your skin leaving red scratches along your back as they wander.
Both of you gasp when he thrusts up into you, you whine as he hits the spot inside of you that makes you see stars, within a few more thrusts you are shaking against his skin, starting to feel your orgasm grow. When you feel his hands dig into the flesh of your ass you finally give in, clenching around him as it hits you.
You pant as you lean down as you come down from your high, your fast pressed against his shoulder as he hips still ram into yours, you clenching around him making him cum deeply.
Both of you lay there, breathing hard and unmoving as you come back down for a few moments, taking the time to recover that you need. Both of you thinking in your head that the other was easily the best lay that you have had, and now both of you are completely spent.
He shifts, rolling over so he is on top of you before he slips out of you, gazing down at your sleepy face. You yawn, stretching your hands over your head before he moves.
Slipping the condom off he ties it before throwing it in your trash bin and slowly moving to slip his clothing back on, you watching him closely. Part of you not wanting him to leave as you had a great night with him, but knowing that he had to. You throw your head back on the pillow when he leaves your apartment, absolutely spent but decide you better check on Paige quick.
You notice you already have a text from her telling you that she got home safe, and that she somehow has gotten tickets to a rock show tomorrow and is begging you to go, apparently their name is Motionless In White, and from what she says they are really good.
Well, looks like you have plans for tomorrow night as well now, you think before you finally allow yourself to fall asleep.
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fire flies vinny mauro x reader
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fic three hundred!!! thank you guys for getting me here. i know without a lot of you guys i wouldnt have gotten this far. but i love what i do and i cant thank you all enough. so to celebrate, here is one v cheesy and v flirty vinny fic <3
Prompts:
"Am I your lockscreen?" "You weren't supposed to see that."
"Do you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are?"
"Sharing is caring, now give me the hoodie!"
Song: drugstore perfume by gerard way
tag list: @musicsexandpizza69 @svintsandghosts @alilpunkrock @cynic-spirit @theoneandonlykymberlee @joeynihil @thisplace-ishaunted @lifeisabitchandsoareyou @xyours-eternallyx
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i inhaled deeply as i stepped outside, rubbing my arms with my hands as i made my way across the porch to where the guys were sitting.
"why is it so damn cold."
i complained, trying to pull my jacket a little tighter as i sat on the log next to vinny. he laughed a little at me as i showed my hands to the fire in the center of us all.
"why dont you put on a thicker jacket."
he tormented and i sent him a look.
"if i had one, vincenzo, it would be on already."
i said a little condescendingly and he sent me a look.
"rick, you still got my hoodie?"
he asked and i looked between the two of them, rick nodding slowly after he thought for a second.
"guess ill be right back."
he said and i watched with doe-like eyes as he disappeared inside. i frowned, leaning forward a little more to try and feel the fires warmth. when i heard the sliding glass door open again i looked to him and smiled, the thick bulls hoodie resting in his fist.
"for me?"
i asked and he laughed.
"whats the magic word?"
he said and i frowned.
"please?"
i asked and he shook his head.
"nope."
i sent him a look.
"come on vin, sharing is caring, now give me the hoodie!"
i said, feeling a shiver run through my body. he laughed a little before handing it over and sitting back down beside me.
"thanks."
i said contently, ripping my paper thin jacket off and hearing my phone clatter to the concrete. i rolled my eyes at it as i pulled the hoodie over my head, placing my other jacket on top of my legs like a blanket.
"i think you dropped this."
he said amused, reaching down to pick it up. he went to hand it to me sensor first and i unlocked it as i took it from him, my eyes going wide. i looked up at him and he smirked at me.
"y/n, am i your lock screen?"
he asked and i let out a nervous laugh.
"you werent supposed to see that."
i admitted and he scooted closer to me, draping his arm over my shoulder. when i looked at him confused i saw the biggest shit eating grin spread across his face.
"so, its like that is it?"
he asked and i sent him a look.
"what are you up to?"
i asked skeptically and he shrugged.
"i dont know what youre talking about."
he said and i shook my head, tucking my phone in the hoodies pocket and looking back to the fire.
"sure you dont vin.
i said playfully annoyed and he leaned back.
"what? am i not allowed to enjoy your company a little more now? you are wearing my hoodie after all."
he said and i laughed a little, looking to him. he was staring down at me with a dreamy look on his face and i got an idea. if it was gonna be like that i was gonna play. i leaned in close and his gaze dropped to my lips for a second.
"well vin, if you have a better way to warm me up then id love to hear it."
i tempted and he swallowed hard.
"ive got a few ideas."
he said and i reached up to stroke his jaw lightly.
"yeah?"
i asked lowly and he nodded.
"yeah."
he said, leaning in, his eyes half closed. before he could kiss me i turned forward and stood up, looking back down at him as he fell forward into the log i was sitting on. he frowned and i laughed.
"you want a drink lover boy?"
i asked and he grumbled, sitting back up and brushing his clothes back down into place.
"you actually."
i heard him mumble under his breath before he looked up at me and i smirked at him.
"best i can do for now is sprite."
i said and his eyes went wide, realizing i had heard what he had said. he choked for a second and i raised my brows.
"careful vin, i dont need you dying on us."
rick said, his attention being taken from the conversation. i looked to vin with a wicked smirk before patting his shoulder.
"ill go get that sprite."
i said slyly, walking around him as he nodded. when i walked inside i waved to ryan, him popping the tab off a beer.
"dont kill him."
he said and i sent him an innocent look.
"what ever do you mean?"
i asked, digging into the fridge. he smiled at me as he shook his head, taking a swig of the beer.
"you know teasing isnt nice."
he pointed out and i shrugged, walking with him to the door.
"who said i wasnt gonna follow through?"
i asked as he let me outside first. he raised his bottle to me before going to the side of the patio where aj and shane were. i shook my head, climbing over the log and handing vin the can of sprite.
"thanks."
he said bashfully, popping the tab open and taking a drink.
"dont mention it, gotta keep you hydrated if you wanna keep up with me later."
i said and he snorted, sprite leaking from his mouth and nose as he leaned forward.
"woman."
he groaned and i laughed, taking a drink of my own soda.
"who me?"
i asked and he shook his head, wiping his face off on his sleeve. he thought for a second before looking at me and leaning in, his hand resting on the log behind me.
"vin?"
i asked lowly and he winked at me.
"Do you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are?"
he asked and i fell into a fit of laughter.
"that is so cheesy."
i said and he rolled his eyes, scolding himself at the fact that it didnt work. he sat forward, pouting a little bit and i pulled him by the chin to look at me. i shook my head at him and he leaned in.
"just kiss me already."
i said and he let out a short laugh, reaching up and cupping my cheek in his hand.
"yes maam."
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Sweet Boy
Pairing: Vinny Mauro x fem reader
Content Warning: 18+ MINORS DNI, oral sex (m receiving), edging, unprotected vaginal sex, sub!Vinny, soft dom!Reader, praise kink if you squint, Vinny whimpering and begging gets its own warning. Lil bit of fluff at the end. Idk y'all, this is filthy. I need to be sedated after this one.
Word Count: 2.5k
Taglist: @thesazzb, @tearfallpixie, @concretenoah, @deathblacksmoke, @synthetic-wasp-570, @nerdraging4point0, @beaker1636, @itsjustemily
Author's note: If you'd like to be added to my tag list for future work, please let me know. Also, shout out to @thesazzb again for being the little beta reader that could.
DISCLAIMER: All writings below are works of FICTION. They are about REAL people in FICTIONAL scenarios. They do not reflect real actions/opinions/conversations/etc of said persons and are not meant to.
Vinny’s grasp on your hips was bruising. His fingers grip and rings pinch into your flesh with every movement you make against him. He writhes underneath you with shuttered breaths and whimpers leaving his mouth. You watch him as you move on top of him, his skin flushed and his mouth wide open. His eyes were shut tight, and his brows knit together. He was so worked up that beads of sweat had begun to appear on his forehead and chest.
He was beautiful like this.
He arches his back as you grind your hips a little harder. His head tilts back against the pillow and you take the opportunity to nip at his neck. The gasp that left his mouth was heavenly. You were desperate to hear it again, so you bit down on his neck once more. The same gasp from before fell from his lips followed by a moan. Smiling against his neck you lick and suck at the spot, hoping it bruises anyways.
One of his hands leaves your hips and tangles in your hair. “B-baby….”
“Yes, sweet boy?”
“I-fuck. I need...” his sentence trails off when you start to pepper his jaw with kisses.
“What do you need? Tell me, baby.” Vinny’s grip on your hair tightens and he wraps his arm around your waist as he presses harder against you, desperate for more contact. Your bare pussy is soaking him just from teasing him all night. You haven’t allowed him to touch your pussy or put his cock inside you and Vinny is sure he’s going to explode if he isn’t inside of you soon. He’s lost track of time, but it feels like the two of you have been at it for hours.
He’s considered saying “fuck it”, flipping you over and pounding into you until you’re both violently shaking and cumming but he won’t. Even though he knows you would let him. This is what he wants.
When he arrived home earlier in the evening from rehearsals he was frustrated. Usually, when he felt this way, he wanted to be in control, but this time was different. He felt drained and just wanted to be taken care of. He wanted you to take control this time.
You knew what he needed the second he walked in the door.
Now, he’s struggling to string together a coherent thought, much less words. You’ve switched to a torturously slow pace, undoubtedly on purpose, and it feels so good his vision has blurred. He feels your hand on his chest and hears your voice, but he can’t make out what you’re saying. Vinny mumbles something in response but he’s not sure it was comprehendible. Your movements stop altogether, and a pathetic noise falls from his lips.
“Look at me, baby” You grab his face with your hand, flexing your fingers against his jawbone. His eyes narrow and you finally come into focus. He lets out a shaky breath as he takes in your naked form, a sheen of sweat covering you making your skin glow in the moonlight coming through the window. He can tell from the look on your face that you’re as wrecked as he is, but unlike him, you manage to keep your composure.
You smile softly as you observe him taking you in. You lean over and place a soft kiss on his lips. Rolling your hips harshly against his, you both moan at the feeling.
“I said, what do you want?” You rasp against his lips, still holding his jaw tightly.
“More” he moans.
“More what?” You move your hand from his jaw down to rest at his throat.
“More, Princess, please.” His voice comes out strained, tongue darting out to wet his dry lips.
“What do you want more of, sweet boy?” You run both hands down his chest, scratching at the flesh. Vinny whimpers loudly, the sound going straight to your aching pussy. You knew what he wanted because it was exactly what you wanted. You weren’t going to give it to him that easily though.
Vinny lies there for a moment, breathing heavily, and kneads at the meat on your thighs. You feel his cock twitch beneath you. Smirking, you grab him by the throat and lean over him, pressing your chest into his. Vinny’s breathing quickens even more as you start to grind hard and fast against him.
“Is this what you want? Hmm?”
“Fuck…fuck.”
You squeeze his throat a little tighter.
“Answer me, sweet boy.”
“God… yes.”
“You like how my pussy feels, baby?”
The only response you receive from the man below you are a string of expletives and moans. His fingernails dig into your thighs, the pain mixing deliciously with the pleasure of feeling his hard cock against your throbbing clit. You wanted to hold off as long as you could, but it felt so fucking good.
Vinny hears your moans get louder. He’s been with you long enough that he knows when you’re about to cum. His eyes fly open as he watches you using him to reach your climax and he damn near cums at the sight of you. You tilt your head back and grasp at his chest and arms to steady yourself as you convulse. He feels your thighs clench around him as your release soaks him.
“Holy shit, Princess. I could watch that all day.”
Catching your breath, you lace both of your hands in his and hold them above his head. You kiss him lazily and resume your movements, slower now.
“God baby, that felt so fucking good,” you say between kisses. “You want to cum too, sweet boy?
Vinny nods aggressively, lips still attached to yours.
You quicken your pace, refusing to leave his mouth unattended. You loved the way he tasted but loved swallowing every single whimper and moan even more. You notice his breathing has become shallow and the muscles in his stomach tense up.
“Are you close?”
“S-so close” he moans, sloppily bucking his hips up into you. “Fuck, m’gonna…”
You abruptly let go of his hands and lift yourself from his lap, scooting backward to sit on his thighs. You sit there and watch him as he desperately grabs at you to pull you back onto him, crying out when you resist him.
If looks could kill, you’d be a goner.
“Y/n, what the fuck?” He said more disappointment in his voice than anger.
“I’m sorry baby…” You bend over and kiss down his chest and stomach stopping just above his leaking cock. You lick the swollen tip, gather the pre-cum, and spread it over the head with your lips. He inhales sharply as you look at him through your lashes.
“… But I’m nowhere near finished with you yet.”
You take his cock in your hands and lick up his shaft, swirling your tongue around the tip and sucking him into your mouth. His hand instantly goes to your head, grabbing a fistful of your hair. You take what you can’t fit in your mouth in your hand and begin pumping his length. His hips jerk up, forcing his cock further into your mouth and causing you to gag. You slap his thigh, giving him a warning to behave.
He looks down at you apologetically and rubs your cheek with the pad of his thumb. You squeeze his hip to tell him it’s okay and bob your head up and down his length. He leans his head against the pillow, cursing and moaning, covering his face with his free arm.
The hand that had a hold of your hair was now on your scalp, scratching. He was doing the best he could to behave for you. All he wanted now was to hold you by the hair and fuck into your mouth until he was spilling down your throat. But he can’t. He had to be good.
You had given him one warning already.
He was going to behave.
He wanted to be good for you.
Against his better judgment, Vinny looks down to watch you. To his surprise, you were already watching him. Your beautiful eyes were shining back at him, pupils blown wide with desire. Your cheeks were flushed. You were the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.
He’d be lying, however, if he didn’t admit that his current favorite feature was that your mouth was absolutely stuffed with his cock.
Your eyelashes flutter with every new inch you take in your mouth. You hollow out your cheeks and relax your throat to take more of him. When Vinny feels his cock hit the back of your throat, he has to bite his finger to keep from cumming immediately.
“Fuck, Princess, you look so good like this.”
You hum at the praise and Vin shivers. You continue sucking his length, massaging the veins of his cock with your tongue.
“Oh... oh god.” He breathes. “Please don’t stop.”
You move faster, cupping and massaging his balls. He’s a whimpering mess above you, he arches his back and begs you over and over not to stop. Both of his hands grip at your hair so tight you’re pretty sure he’s going to rip some out.
You love seeing him like this. You want to let him cum. Give him his release. He’s been so good for you, but you’re not done yet. You don’t think he’s ready. So, as you feel his balls begin to draw up, you remove your mouth from him and sit up.
The noise that escapes from Vinny this time is damn near a sob.
He sits up on his elbows staring at you, nearly in tears. His body shakes from breathing so hard and overstimulation. You can practically see his heart beating out of his chest.
“Baby, you’re killing me.”
You crawl up his body and sit on his lap cradling his face in your hands. You kiss him hard, and he wraps an arm around your waist pulling your hips flush with his. He hisses when your pussy makes contact with his sensitive cock. He presses his face into your neck, leaving open mouth kisses.
“What do you want, sweet boy?”
He groans into your neck and drops his head onto your shoulder.
“You know what I want.”
“You have to say it, baby.”
“I want you.” He trails kisses from your neck down to your breasts.
You grab his hair and pull his head back, so he’ll meet your gaze.
“If you want to cum you’re going to have to do better than that.”
“God, I want to be inside of you!” He mewls.
“That’s better.” You leave kisses down his jaw. You lift your hips and grab his shaft. He jumps slightly at the contact, and you smirk. You place the tip of his cock at your entrance.
“Is this what you want, baby?”
He nods.
“Words, honey.”
“Yes.”
You pull him by the hair. “Yes, what?”
“Yes ma’am.” He whines.
You sink onto him, but only enough for the tip to go in. His mouth drops open and closes again. He bucks his hips to push into you further, but you pull off him.
“Fu-uck, baby.” He cries out. “Please.”
“Please what?”
“Please let me fuck your pussy.”
“You think you deserve it?”
“Yes ma’am.” Vinny nods, staring at you intently.
“You think you’ve been a good boy for me?” You say squeezing his cock.
“God! Fuck... yes, baby. Please. Please.”
For a moment, you take in the sight of the man before you. His eyes are soft and pleading, tears well up in the corners. His mouth doesn’t stop moving for a second, his quiet but urgent pleas for release resounding in your ear. He alternates between rubbing and scratching at your thighs, trying to keep his hands busy. He’s restless and overstimulated. Sweet boy. He’s being so good for you. You suddenly realize just how intimate this moment is.
The pretty noises. The begging. The scratching and clawing. He’s so perfect, and all of it’s for you. He's falling apart for you. He’s begging for you. He trusts you. He loves you.
The way Vinny makes you feel is overwhelming. You cup the side of his face brushing away a tear that has fallen. You ghost your lips over his and sigh.
“Make me cum first, and then you can sweet boy.”
“Fuck. Fuck. Thank you. Thank you so much, Princess.”
Both of you gasp as you sink down on him completely. The anticipation from the night’s events and the stretch of his thick cock had your orgasm building already. You set a quick pace immediately, knowing neither of you would last long.
You wrap your arms around Vinny’s neck, and he buries his face in your cleavage. He uses both hands to guide your hips over him faster as he bites at your flesh. You throw your head back, letting him continue his assault on your skin.
Desperate to be deeper inside of you, Vinny flips you onto your back. He pounds into you relentlessly hitting the spot inside of you he knows will make you see stars. You feel the coil in your belly tighten, threatening to break at any second. You arch your back and Vinny growls.
Resting both arms next to your head, he towers over you as he slams harder into your pussy. His hair is stuck to his sweat-covered face. You brush it away and take his face in your hands. He leans down and claims your lips in a searing kiss. He breaks away and exhales sharply, his breath hot on your neck. Vinny runs his hand down your chest and stomach to find your swollen bud that was in desperate need of attention.
“Princess, need you to cum. Need you to cum so bad. Please. M’so close.” He massages your clit to match his thrusts and you’re so close you could burst any second. You wanted something from Vinny first.
“Cum with me, baby.”
“A-are you sure?” Vinny stutters, eyes wide.
“Yeah, you want to?”
“Please! Please, oh god, yes, please.” He practically screams.
“Then cum with me. Cum in my pussy, baby. Fill me up.”
Vinny’s moans were so loud that you would be surprised if the cops didn’t show up later. He slams into you a few more times before spilling into you, his cock twitching inside of you. He says your name over and over, thanking you for letting him cum. He shakes so hard he nearly falls on top of you. You have never seen his orgasm hit him this hard and it makes your second climax of the evening by far the best. Vinny coaxes you through your orgasm, leaving sweet kisses all over your face as he whispers praises in your ear. When you come down from your highs, you lie there together. Your heavy breathing is now the only sound that fills the room. Vinny’s head is on your chest listening to your pounding heart. You’ll get up and draw the two of you a bath eventually or try to at least. Vinny will refuse to let you, insisting aftercare is still his job.
For now, however, you lie in comfortable silence. You play with Vinny’s hair and hum his favorite song. He grabs your hand and laces his fingers with yours, sighing contentedly.
“I love you so much, princess.”
“I love you too, sweet boy.”
#Vinny Mauro#Vinny Mauro x Reader#Vinny Mauro fanfiction#Vinny Mauro x female reader#Vinny Mauro fanfic#Vinny Mauro smut#Motionless in White#Motionless in White fanfic#Motionless in White fanfiction#Chenzo Mauro
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Headcanon // Vinny Mauro when you’re sick
Just a few silly things I came up with bc I love this man.
This is for @concretenoah & @deathblacksmoke 🫶
- He notices you’re sick before you do. He hears the sniffles or you clearing your throat more than usual. He makes a comment and you ignore it but sure enough, a couple of days later you’re sick af.
- He takes you to the doctor and holds your hand in the waiting room. Listens to everything they tell you to do and makes sure he remembers their directions especially for the medication.
- He takes you home and makes sure you settled in bed and then runs to the pharmacy to get everything you need.
- HE STOCKS UP. All your medicine. Nose sprays. Tissues. Vicks. Popsicles for your sore throat. Snacks. Gatorade.
- He moves his entire gaming system in your room so he can keep an eye on your while you’re asleep, if he’s not napping with you.
- ALL THE CUDDLES!!! SO MANY CUDDLES!!
- He tries REALLY hard to stay awake to keep an eye on you when he does lay down with you but he’s a sleepy boi and can’t.
- If you’re throwing up he’s right beside you, holding up your head and rubbing your back telling you it’s okay
- He’s sitting there trying not to gag too but he’s your bf and wants to take care of you.
- He makes sure you eat and drink plenty of water. Even if he has to feed you himself.
- Helps you get into the bath/shower. Puts epsom salt in the bath for your sore muscles and essential oils to help with your sinuses bc the boy does his research.
- Takes his time washing and conditioning your hair while you’ve got your arms wrapped around him because you’re too weak to do it yourself.
- Definitely gives you a shampoo mohawk to make you laugh.
- Feels a little bad when you laugh so hard it sends you into a coughing fit.
- Dries and combs your hair for you. Will put it in a messy braid (he’s not the best at it but he tries).
- He puts your pajamas in the dryer before bed so they’re nice and warm for you.
I just think he’d be the best when you’re sick. Sweetest boy 🥰🥹
#Vinny Mauro#Vinny Mauro headcanon#vinny mauro headcanons#Vinny mauro hc#Vinny Mauro x reader#Vinny Mauro fic#miw#miw band#motionless in white#motionless in white hc#motionless in white headcanons#chenzo 🥰#Vinny
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here’s a little teaser for some Vinny smut i’ve got coming soon 🤭
#vinny mauro#chenzo mauro#vinny mauro x you#vinny mauro x reader#vinny mauro fanfiction#vinny mauro smut#vinny mauro fic#motionless in white smut
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So, I made a little horny blurb on yesterday’s daily vin (see here) because @ovhellfire made the most innocent little comment in the tags…
I’ve had a few people request that I continue it, so…. gods help me, I’m going to. I’m not sure when it will be up yet, so bear with me.
If you want to be tagged in it, please let me know and I’ll add you to my list 😊
#Vinny Mauro#chenzo Mauro#vinny mauro x you#vinny mauro x reader#vinny mauro fanfiction#vinny mauro fanfic#chenzo 🥰#Vinny
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Update for This Place is Haunted
Sorry y’all this going to be a LONG story hope you’re ok with that 😅. It doesn’t feel right to split it into two parts so I think I’m gonna keep it one long ass one shot. I’m about halfway ish done with the rough and then it’s on to editing so my goal is to have it out by (at the latest) April 30th but hopefully sooner 🤞
In the meantime
I am just about done editing a smutty Vinny one shot that should be posted tonight. Lmk if you’d like to be tagged in that as well.
(If you haven’t been tagged in either and would like to be leave a comment and I’ll add you to the list)
@rumoured-whispers @black-damask-1999 @thewarmisice @skulliecadaver-blog
Followers who didn’t ask for tags but I’m gonna tag them in this one post anyway:
@tearfallpixie @dragon-chica
#motionless in white#miw#miw band#vinny mauro#rick olson#chris motionless#ricky olson x reader#vinny mauro x reader#miw fanfic#ricky olson fanfic#vinny mauro fanfic#ricky horror olson#chenzo mauro#chris cerulli#fanfiction#update
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Sweet Boy (fem!reader)
You Move Like I Want To (fem!reader)
When You’re Sick (headcanons)
dividers by @cafekitsune & @saradika-graphics
#vinny mauro#chenzo mauro#vinny mauro x reader#vinny mauro fanfiction#motionless in white fanfiction
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restless vinny mauro x reader
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a sick fic just seemed like it would be cute so here ya go and hopefully all you lovelies are doing well <3
Song: when you close your eyes by morrissey
tag list: @alilpunkrock @cynic-spirit @theoneandonlykymberlee @svintsandghosts @thisplace-ishaunted @joeybarber @musicsexandpizza69 @ryansitkowskiswifey
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I stared at the framed shirt in front of me on the wall, the blanket around my shoulders hitting my leg. In big letters it read "Mauro" on the back. I sighed, sneezing again and rubbing my tired eyes. As soon as Vinny found out I was sick he was adamant I stay with him. He said he wanted to make sure I was safe and taken care of. I don't blame him though, last time I got sick I didn't eat or drink anything for three days and he had to take me to the hospital because I was dehydrated.
"I got your fave-"
He paused, me turning to look at him standing in the doorway of the loft.
"You're up."
He said surprised. I'd been in bed too long already and was starting to get antsy.
"Uh yeah, vin. I was tired of laying down."
He nodded.
"That's okay. I brought food, you can eat at my desk."
He set it down and spun his chair around for me to sit in.
"Thanks baby."
I said through a sniffle, wrapping the blanket tighter around my body. He leaned down and tried to kiss me but I pulled away. His kiss landed on my cheek instead and he just frowned at me.
"Babe."
He whined and I shook my head no at him as I sat.
"I know you wanna take care of me but I am not getting you sick."
He frowned, poking my cheek as I went to take a bite of the grilled cheese he had brought me.
"And how is kissing you any less of a risk than you breathing in my face all night."
I sent him an annoyed look as I tried my hardest to chew with my mouth closed, not being able to breathe.
"I told you I could do this alone and at home."
He knelt down on the ground beside me, folding his arms on the desk and resting his head on top.
"And I told you absolutely not. I wanna take care of you. I wanna cuddle you so you fall asleep easier. And most importantly I wanna see you get better."
I melted a little bit at his words. He really was the best boyfriend. He even made a killer grilled cheese.
"Fine but if you get sick it's not my fault."
I said leaning forward to meet his face. He smiled widely at me before kissing me gently.
"Thank you."
I pulled away from him and took another bite, pulling the sandwich away from my face and going cross eyed trying to watch the cheese pull. He laughed at me as the strings broke.
"Is it good?"
I nodded as I chewed happily.
"Very."
He nodded, rubbing his hands together and standing up.
"Great. I'm glad you're enjoying. Now, what do we want to do when you're done?"
I watching him as he looked around his room for things to do.
"Something low energy?"
I suggested. Well, hoped, actually. He clapped.
"What about a game?"
I raised a brow.
"A game?"
He nodded, walking over to his closet and pulling out a pack of cards and a metal tin.
"Yeah we could play cards, we could play dominos, what sounds good?"
I shrugged, letting the blanket fall from my shoulders.
"A nap?"
He laughed at me.
"You just got up, aren't you the one who said you were tired of laying down?"
I half smiled at him, my eyes watering again before I sneezed.
"Bless you."
He said handing me a tissue and kissing the top of my head.
"Thanks."
I said, more congested than before.
"ooo how about we read?"
he said excitedly. he had been trying desperately to get me to read one of his favorite books but i just didnt have the time or motivation to get into it. maybe this was the time.
"you reading out loud till i fall asleep?"
he nodded quickly, going to his small bookshelf and pulling it out.
"yes ma'am."
i finished the sandwich and turned around in the chair to face him. he tossed the book onto the bed before walking over to me and picking me up. i squealed and untangled my arms, wrapping them around his neck tightly.
"vinny put me down!"
i protested, making him laugh.
"back to bed baby."
he joked, dropping me into the pile of pillows. i pouted at him as he crawled over me and grabbed the book.
"get comfortable. youre gonna love this."
i sent him a look, studying his large smile and shaking my head.
"fine."
i unwrapped myself from the blanket and draped it over both of us, scooting deep into the pillows and resting my head on his chest.
"i dont think im gonna get very far into this vin."
i said, yawning and feeling my eyes get heavy. he kissed the top of my head.
"thats okay, itll give me something to do till you get back up."
i half smiled to myself as he flipped the book open. i blinked slowly before closing my eyes and humming.
"you ready?"
i hummed in response before falling asleep against him. so much for getting into the book.
#wattpad#x reader#vinny mauro#chenzo mauro#vinchenzo mauro#Vincenzo Mauro#miw#imagines#one shots#227
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creature of the night* vinny mauro x reader
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Watching the Rocky horror picture show together for the first time
sorry this took me so long to put out holy shit. i will have another smut shot posted soon, i have to edit it still. enjoy none the less
* - shes here
Song: like lovers do by hey violet
tag list: @thisplace-ishaunted @alilpunkrock @ryansitkowskiswifey @theoneandonlykymberlee @svintsandghosts @cynic-spirit
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I came back into the room holding a bag of popcorn and falling into the couch where I had been before. I had invited Vinny over to watch a movie and picked one of my personal favorites: the Rocky horror picture show. I tossed a piece of the popcorn into my mouth before handing vinny the bag.
"I still can't believe you've never seen this. You're twenty five for fucks sake. Hell I've been watching this movie since I was like eleven."
He crunched on the popcorn and shrugged at me.
"It was just never of any interest. you know I'm into more nerdy things. Like star wars."
I laughed a little, taking the bag back from him and tossing a few kernels into my mouth.
"Well yeah, so am I but it's a classic! I have like all the songs down pat, some of the dances too."
I looked over at him and he was shaking his head.
"Oh I'm well aware, remember, you were performing a few of them backstage last tour. I have the videos to prove it."
I smirked at him and tossed some of the popcorn his way.
"I thought I told you to delete those. If there's one thing I don't need it's the internet seeing me singing and dancing to the time warp very shittily."
He laughed at me as he picked the kernels off his shirt and ate them.
"Oh no, I'm keeping those forever, ya know for my own enjoyment. And maybe I'll just have to take more, you've already been singing along to some of the songs."
I nodded once very proudly.
"Yes I have. The most embarrassing one is coming up though, it's hilarious."
He sent me a look.
"I feel like I should be scared."
I laughed and shook my head.
"Don't be."
We both turned our attention back to the movie. I was right, it really was a super awkward part of the movie. I sat and watched in agony as "toucha toucha" came on, cringing but singing along anyways.
"I was feeling down and- couldn't win. I'd only ever kissed before-"
I paused and laughed a little bit.
"Hah, same."
I said, continuing singing. Then Vinny looked at me.
"Wait really?"
I looked at him and shrugged as I continued to act out the scene from my spot on the couch.
"Toucha toucha toucha touch me!"
I mocked Columbia's voice, standing up and dancing around. Vinny just laughed at me.
"You are something else."
"I wanna be dirty!"
I sang, mocking the actors, walking around the living room. Vinny just watched me with a wide smile on his face. When the song ended I breathed heavily from dancing and laughed.
"Damn I think I need a drink now, you want something?"
I said walking towards the kitchen as the scene changed. He didn't answer me so I figured no, but as I reached for a cup he announced himself and scared me.
"Have you really never had sex?"
I let out a short laugh.
"Yeah? What about it?"
He crossed his arms over his chest as he stood in the door way.
"I don't know I guess I just find it hard to believe. You're always making jokes and flirting around and stuff like you've had practice."
I shrugged, taking a drink.
"And what's wrong with that? I mean I've always kinda wanted to but I've never been in a serious relationship long enough to get there. You know, I'm not a one and done kinda person."
I walked a little further away from the fridge and leaned against the table. He nodded in understanding.
"What if it was with a friend?"
I laughed a little but stopped when I realized his serious expression didn't break.
"Wait, you can't be serious. Vinny youre my best friend."
He shrugged, walking slowly to me.
"What's wrong with that? Friends sleep together all the time. And it's not like we don't have a connection already. Come on, you can't tell me you haven't thought about it. Specially not with the way you flirt."
He practically towered over me. I felt kind of small in that moment. He was right though. I had thought about it being him many times and kinda sorta really wanted to do it. He looked deep into my eyes before slamming his lips into mine. It took me completely by surprise, causing me to drop the hard plastic cup I was holding; Water went everywhere.
"Shit!"
I said pulling away. He looked down at our now soaked pants. He shrugged.
"Guess now we have to take them off..."
He smiled at me and I laughed, face planting lightly.
"Can't argue with that."
I said, peaking up at him between my fingers. He was grinning from ear to ear. When I moved my hand down to my chest he leaned forward and kissed me a little more hungrily. My hand slowly made its way into his soft hair as we made out. He wrapped his arms tightly around my waist before lifting me up onto the table. I pulled away from him, placing a hand firmly against his chest. He went in for another kiss though.
"Wait."
I breathed out and he paused, still being severely close to me.
"What's wrong?"
He looked between my eyes with a concerned look on his face. I swallowed hard.
"Don't be rough."
I squeaked out and he smiled at me, kissing me gently.
"I'll do whatever you want."
I nodded.
"Thanks vin."
He leaned in and kissed me once reassuringly. He looked between my eyes for guidance before kissing me again and again, building back up. As we started making out again I felt his hands travel around my waist and pop the button on my jeans. Neither of us stopped kissing as I did the same to him, feeling him push his pants down. When he actually pulled away he kicked them completely off, coming back to help me with mine. I laughed a little bit as he pulled them down my legs.
"Is something funny?"
He said amused and I nodded.
"Yes, just, all of this is hilarious to me."
I confessed, hearing the movie still playing in the background. he kissed me quickly.
"Well I hope you enjoy yourself the whole time, not just this now."
I nodded.
"Oh I think I will."
I winked at him and he smirked at me, moving to pull his shirt off. I inhaled sharply. I know id seen him without it before but he must have been working out since I'd seen him last cause hot damn.
"Like what you see?"
He said a little cocky and I bit my lip, nodding slowly.
"I'm glad to hear that."
He leaned forward and kissed my neck. I stiffened at the contact but relaxed as he kissed along my jawline, pulling at my shirt too to get it off. When it was gone he was quick to pull me to the edge of the table. He began kissing me slowly, running his fingers lightly down my body. I hummed into his mouth as he ran his hand across my thigh. He pulled away and looked me in the eyes.
"Is it alright if I touch you?"
I nodded and he moved his hand closer to my core. i leaned in.
"Can I touch you?"
He smiled at me.
"Of course you can."
I hesitated for a second before sliding my hand in his boxers and running my hand over him. He groaned low in his throat as I began to pump him lightly. I watched him close his eyes as he leaned into my touch.
"Vinny?"
I watched his face.
"Yeah?"
He sighed out before opening his eyes and kissing me again.
"You're doing great baby."
I let go of him as he moved his hand, running his thumb up me over my panties. I opened my legs a little wider as he moved them to the side and circled my clit, making me moan.
"You're so wet already."
He said quietly, moving back down to kiss and suck at my neck. I ran my hands up his arms slowly and along his shoulder. I dropped my head back.
"I want you so bad vin."
I sighed out. He removed his thumb from my clit and replaced it with one of his fingers, running it down my folds and pushing it into me. I moaned at the feeling. He pulled away from me.
"Are you ready?"
I nodded.
"Please."
He pulled his finger out of me and pulled me closer to him, pushing his boxers down. We both looked down as he ran his tip up my folds and against my clit. I moaned loudly before he lined himself up with me and pushed into me slowly. I clenched my jaw at the feeling. He looked back up at me.
"You okay?"
I nodded quickly, trying to convince myself more-so than him.
"Yeah just go slow."
He kissed my forehead and began pulling out slowly, he got halfway before pushing back into me. He did that a few times, his hand making its way around my waist to hold me to him. It was starting to feel better at least.
"You can go faster."
I croaked out and he sent me a look.
"You sure?"
I kissed him gently.
"Yeah."
He nodded in response before doing as told and moaning into my neck. I held onto him, pressing my finger tips into his shoulder as he found a good pace. Both our breathing was getting heavier as he pushed in and out of me. When we were both comfortable he reached down and started circling my clit again. I moaned loudly and dropped my head back.
"Vinny."
I sighed out, hearing him grunt in response and look down. He had a hard grip on my hip as he started thrusting quicker, still moving against my clit. I leaned forward again, resting my forehead against his.
"Fuck."
He groaned out.
"Keep going."
I said between breaths, him nodding at me frantically and looking up at me finally. Then he hit something in me, earning a loud high pitched sound from me.
"Fuck!"
I yelled, coming around him. I dropped my arm back against the table to steady myself, letting him go as he pulled out of me. He leaned forward and kissed me hungrily as he pumped himself onto my legs, moaning into my mouth. When he finished he leaned forward, one hand on either side of me and we both just panted together. I ran my hand through his now sweaty hair and kissed the top of his head.
"Thanks for that vin."
He looked up at me before standing a little and hugging me, kissing the side of my head.
"Anything for a friend."
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artists honor vinny mauro x reader
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Request from @inkbonesworld
"Could you do something about vinny realizing he likes the other person? You can use some song that you like! Please"
its always a little hard to do stuff like this from the readers pov but i hope you like it none the less! thanks again for requesting
Song: fast times (best years of our lives) by Billy squire
tag list: @thisplace-ishaunted @ryansitkowskiswifey @alilpunkrock @theoneandonlykymberlee @cynic-spirit @svintsandghosts
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I sent Vinny a few glances as I worked with Chris. The band had hired me to do makeup for their new video and I was beyond excited. I had worked with them before and really liked the atmosphere they provided as a team. I focused on blending his eyeshadow out based on the few pictures I had from their older stuff. I wanted to do a new take on something they had done before.
"Other than black what colors were you thinking?"
He crossed his arms over his chest as I continued swiping the black shadow across his eyelids. I looked down at my palette.
"I'm thinking maybe red. I noticed you don't really do that much. Kinda wanna get away from the purples and things, break you out of your box."
I winked at him as he smiled at me.
"We getting that color palette for every body?"
I nodded, humming an 'mhm' to him.
"What color palette?"
Vinny asked, walking over to us. I looked up and smiled at him as I changed brushes.
"I decided to do red instead of purple. You guys tend to do a lot of purple and the video concept I think, personally, has less of a cooler undertone and more of a heavier, darker... hotter one."
He raised a brow as I started blending red shadow into Chris's crease.
"Hotter?"
I laughed a little bit and Chris smiled.
"Yeah hotter."
I glanced over at him quickly.
"Okay, I guess."
I finished blending and put the brush down, moving to liner.
"eyes open please."
Chris did as told, looking up so I could line his water line.
"You doing the rest of us?"
Vinny asked as I worked.
"Do you want me to? I mean Rick and Ryan don't really do makeup makeup, mostly paint. And Justin kinda has his thing down pat, also red this time though, we talked earlier."
I glanced over at him as I put the pencil down and grabbed another brush to blend the liner out. He shrugged.
"I've only ever done straight purple on my lids and a little black here and there. Do you think you could do something simple on me?"
I nodded as I started on Chris's lipstick.
"Of course I can, if you want me to."
"I'd love that."
I checked Chris's face and did last minute touch ups.
"Alright, all ready."
He looked up at me and smirked.
"Thanks y/n."
I handed him the mirror and he checked my work.
"Beautiful as always."
I blushed a little as he looked up and handed me the mirror back.
"Thanks. I'll be to the side of the set if you need touch ups or anything during filming."
He nodded and stood up, giving me a loose hug.
"Thanks again."
I waved to him as he walked away to finish getting ready. I looked at vin.
"My turn?"
I smiled and nodded at him.
"So, we doing red too or just black?"
He sent we a nervous smile and nodded.
"If that's what you think would be best."
"I think I have an idea. Little bit of red centered on the lid and on your under eyes and blend out with a charcoal gray color."
He shrugged.
"Okay."
I nodded and went to work, telling him to close his eyes.
"So,"
He said, gripping the arm rests of the chair lightly.
"How have you been?"
I laughed a little as I worked.
"I've been good vin, and you?"
He raised his brows quickly before dropping them again.
"Same old same old. Pretty good too."
I hummed in response and kept working.
"How's your boyfriend? What was his name? Jack?"
I pursed my lips as I swiped color across his lid.
"Uh actually we broke up."
His eyes snapped open as I moved back.
"I'm so sorry to hear that."
I shrugged and dipped the brush back into the color.
"It's not that big of a deal."
I moved back to his face and he closed his eyes again.
"We actually broke up right after the last video I worked on with you guys. It seems so long ago but then again I guess I haven't talked to you guys in a while except for like social media and stuff."
He frowned a little bit.
"I guess it really has been a while. Wasn't the last video you worked on with us made like a year ago?"
I laughed a little bit as I blended the shadows together.
"Yeah vin, it was."
I set my brush down and he looked up at me.
"Have you started dating someone new?"
I let out a nervous Laugh and scratched the back of my head.
"Uh, no, actually. I've been pretty busy working and haven't really had time to date. My schedule is a little less hectic now though and I wouldn't necessarily be opposed to it but who knows."
I shrugged and he smiled at me.
"Well what do you say to Friday at one? We could grab lunch from that little Italian sandwich shop and then head to the zoo or something."
I blushed at his words. I had no idea he'd even thought of me like that.
"I didn't think you were into me,"
I laughed a little.
"I think I'd actually love that a lot."
He smiled widely at me.
"Great, I can pick you up. And if I'm being honest it took me some time but the more we talked i realized how into you I really was. I've been meaning to ask you out but never got the chance."
I tucked my hair behind my ear and nodded.
"Understandable, our schedules aren't exactly puzzle pieces."
He laughed a little and sent me a look.
"Puzzle pieces?"
I nodded.
"They don't fit together. Or at least, they didn't, but I make my own schedule now so I could make it work however we need."
He stood up and smiled down at me.
"Well I'm glad, cause I'd love to take you on as many dates as I can."
I blushed deeper and looked down for a second, bringing my gaze back to his. He had a goofy grin on his face.
"Can't wait."
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crap shoot (3/3) vinny mauro x reader
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part 1 part 2 part 3
Party/announcement after about a month as well as after first Dr apt
Song: nothing else matters by Metallica covered by Lissie
tag list: @thisplace-ishaunted @ryansitkowskiswifey @alilpunkrock @theoneandonlykymberlee @cynic-spirit @svintsandghosts
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I walked around the room and talked to some of my family members. Most of them just wanted to know why the hell I was throwing a party with someone they had only met a handful of times. Every answer was a little different though, ranging between "it's a secret" to "guess you'll just have to wait and find out" to even "aliens made us do it" to a few of my friends that would actually get a kick out of that. It had mostly been a social gathering so far, just taking and things with family but we had games planned and oh was it gonna be wild. I sat at the table and watched Vinny get things ready. When he was done we had everyone sit down at their tables and get ready to play. It was simple.
"Okay so we know traditional party games can be kind of stupid but we thought this would be funny and it gets everyone to kind if work together. Each of you has a few different puzzle pieces and you have to put your puzzles together with the other people at your table. Talk to each other and figure it out and we'll be around to see if you guys need help with them."
They all chatted as they started. Vinny and I waited, send each other knowing glances. The puzzles were pretty simple, ones we had made for our guests that had different things on them. A few had stuff that we liked, a few of Vinny's were different drum, a few of mine also music related but were my own art. And one of them, the picture ended up being a congratulations banner. But we didn't want to give anything away to early so the table that for done first we decided would get a prize. I looked at vin.
"Wanna walk around now?"
He nodded.
"I think that's a good idea, yeah."
We both split off in opposite directions. I wound up at a table first with my mom and a few of Vinny's friends. We had told everyone to sit with people they'd never met or talked to before so they'd be forced to network. I stood behind my mom and looked down.
"Things going good over here so far?"
A few of them frowned, moving pieces around.
"I think so, can we ask you for help?"
I smiled.
"We decided we can tell you what the picture is supposed to be but we can't actually put the puzzle together with you."
My mom looked up at me.
"And what's this supposed to be?"
I leaned down.
"What did I try to play in highschool?"
She thought for a second before it hit her.
"It's a guitar!"
I laughed a little before standing up.
"Good luck."
I snatched a quick glance from vin from across the room as we both moved to new tables. I made my way over to the congrats table, standing behind Vinny's mom now.
"You guys doing alright over here?"
She had a wide smile on her face as they worked quickly to out the pieces together.
"This is a piece of cake."
One of my friends said cockily.
"Look, it says congratulations!"
She said loudly. Then she looked up at me confused and I raised my brows at her.
"That it does."
I looked over at vin.
"Well it appears we have a winner. You all can keep putting your puzzles together if you want but we do have a prize for our first place when all of you are done. Second place too."
Then my mom's hand shot into the air.
"We're done too!"
Vinny and I exchanged knowing glances as I went over and looked at it.
"Guess that clue really helped."
I nudged and she smiled widely at me.
"What's the prize?"
I laughed.
"Wait till everyone else is done."
I continued walking around, helping tables out until everyone had their puzzles done. After we finished vin and I walked back to the front table and grabbed two bags, one blue and one pink.
"Okay, since the tables with our moms were the winners we're gonna have them two come up here and open the gifts. Don't worry, it's a gift for everyone but we want all of you to see what they got."
I smirked as our moms sent looks to each other, walking up to us. I handed my mom the pink one and Vinny handed his mom the blue one.
"Okay mommy, open it."
He said, looking between them. In all honesty we had rigged the game so they would win but had back up gifts in case they didnt. They both pulled out a t-shirt each.
"Read it out loud."
I said looking at their reactions.
"I love my grandbaby."
They both said at the same time. My mom's mouth dropped open immediately.
"You're not?!"
I nodded, laughing a little bit. She jumped up and down before pulling me into a hug.
"Oh my God!"
She pulled away and looked me up and down before giving me another hug.
"I'm gonna be a grandma!"
I nodded, looking over at Vinny's mom.
"I'm gonna be a grandma?"
She asked with a wide smile on her face and he nodded.
"Yeah mom."
He had a wide smile on his face too. She looked back over the shirt before she pulled him in for a hug.
"Now we get to show a new generation how to make fresh pasta."
She joked, sending me a wink. We had made home made spaghetti and meatballs every Christmas since I met him. When they both pulled away from us Everyone started clapping. Then our moms turned and hugged each other.
"We get to be grandma's together!"
My mom said excitedly, pulling away and putting the shirt on over the one she was already wearing. I laughed at her as she hugged Vinny.
"Thank you for giving me a grandbaby."
He rubbed her back gently before she pulled away, his mom coming and giving me a hug too.
"It was bound to happen eventually right?"
He joked and I shook my head. My mom nudged his arm.
"Well you've only been friends since you were five, no big deal."
I looked around the room at people taking pictures and smiling at us and chatting amongst themselves.
"So the cats out of the bag. We wanted to tell you all at once. Yes Vinny and I are expecting. We had the first doctors appointment two weeks ago and our expected due date is November."
Vinny pulled me into his side as our moms went back to their seats.
"We also don't really have any other big games planned but you're welcome to stay and socialize and eat more."
He joked, motioning to the table of food that hadn't been emptied yet. They all went back to talking amongst themselves and Vinny looked down at me. Kissing the top of my head.
"I can't wait to co parent this baby with you."
I looked up at him and kissed him gently, looking endearingly at him.
"Me too."
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crap shoot (2/3) vinny mauro x reader
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part 1 part 2 part 3
A few weeks later, finding out if they are actually pregnant or not
Song: nights in white satin by the moody blues covered by the relentless (from American Satan)
tag list: @thisplace-ishaunted @ryansitkowskiswifey @alilpunkrock @theoneandonlykymberlee @cynic-spirit @svintsandghosts
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I knocked on Vinnys door and waited for him to answer. When he did he smiled widely at me.
"You got the goods?"
He asked and I held up the bag from Walmart.
"All three of em."
I said as he let me in.
"That's a lot. Are you sure we need that many?"
I shrugged.
"How should I know, I've never taken a pregnancy test before."
We both laughed a little bit as I sat down in his couch.
"Id rather be safe than sorry so I got a few."
He came and sat next to me as I pulled them out of the bag and set them on the coffee table. He picked one up and looked it over, it had two tests inside.
"Do you know what the lines mean?"
He looked at me and I nodded.
"Yeah but it's in the instructions what they mean too. And if it's unclear I got this one."
I held up the electronic one that actually tells you if youre pregnant or not with real words. He took it from me and looked over it.
"Do we do this together or?"
I laughed.
"Vin I think I can pee on them by myself."
He blushed and laughed nervously.
"Right."
He handed me back the test and I stood up with the two boxes in my hands.
"Moment of Truth."
I walked into the bathroom and inhaled deeply. This really was it. This was the moment that decided our future together as friends and as parents. I opened the boxes and set the tests in the counter, reading over the instructions. I did as told and put the caps back on then when I was finished. I washed my hands and set a time on my phone, looking at myself in the mirror. I jumped when Vinny knocked on the door.
"Things going okay in there?"
I held my chest and shook my head, opening the door.
"They were until you just scared the shit out of me."
He smiled and scratched the back of his neck.
"Sorry bout that."
I grabbed the tests and walked past him back out to the living room.
"So, how long do we wait?"
I held my phone up for him to see the timer.
"Okay, what do you wanna do while we wait?"
I shrugged and fell into the couch.
"I don't know, what do you want to do?"
He sat down next to me.
"Wanna watch baby videos?"
He looked at me and we both laughed.
"Why the hell not."
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When the timer went off we both looked at each other and then looked down at the three face down tests in the coffee table. Before I even had a chance to move he jolted forward and picked one up. He looked at it before showing it to me. I took it from him, eyes wide and picked up the other one. They were the same. I handed then both back to him before picking up the digital one. There it was. Right in front of my eyes in big letters. Pregnant. He looked over my shoulder at it and when I looked back at him he had the widest smile on his face.
"We're pregnant."
I said in disbelief. Then I looked back at the test.
"We're pregnant!"
I yelled, jumping up. He stood too and hugged me tightly, spinning me in circles.
"We're pregnant!"
He repeated, putting me down and kissing me passionately. I held his face and we he pulled away we smiled like idiots at each other. He hugged me again.
"Holy shit were gonna have a baby."
He pulled away from me, looking down at me and offering his hand for a high five.
"We went halves on a baby!"
He said excitedly as I slapped his hand with mine.
"Dude our family and friends are gonna flip."
We both laughed as we sat back down on the couch together. He looked over at me endearingly.
"Dude I don't even care. I get to be a co parent with my best friend. What's cooler than that?"
I smiled at him.
"Absolutely nothing vin."
He looked back down at the test in his hands admiringly.
"Now we get to do something special to tell everyone."
He looked back at me.
"Oooo can we do like a party or something and invite everyone and do something crazy like a piñata with papers in it saying like grandma and Aunt and uncle and stuff on them?"
I laughed a little and ran my hand through his hair a few times.
"I'm not so sure they'll all take lightly to that but we can think more on it."
He nodded and looked back down at the test, turning it in his hands.
"I'm just so excited."
I smiled down at him.
"Me too vin, me too."
#wattpad#x reader#vinny mauro#vincenzo mauro#vinchenzo mauro#chenzo mauro#miw#imagines#one shots#183
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