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foliosriot · 1 year ago

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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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runningincircl3s · 12 days ago

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Sinematic

Vinny Mauro x Fem!Reader taglist!

summary: after leaving the tour, you and vinny are unexpectedly reunited months later resulting in a regretful one night stand, and from there you're left wondering what your future is going to hold, and whether vinny is going to be a part of it.

warnings: this contains smut, alcohol use, language and drug use (just weed though, cmon it's vinny)

This is a part 2 to nothing ever after but can also be read alone! (some parts just might be a little confusing) i'll give the same warning i gave on nothing ever after and say i write purely for fun! some parts of the story might come across rather cliché or cringey but i am just a girl giggling and kicking my feet on a laptop :) and i also have a post about my view on rpf on my other blog!!

Prologue // Chapter One

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circle-with-me · 1 year ago

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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.”

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ladyveronikawrites · 3 months ago

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IS THIS THE END OR IS THIS THE BEGINNING?

for @ao3userfeistycadavers MIW Friends in Sins 2024

Pairing: Stepbrother! Justin Morrow x OC (Chloe) x Brother's best friend! Vinny Mauro

Summary: Justin and Vinny make a bet with Chloe on who will get scared first- the bet requires them to lose their clothing along the way.

CW: Stepbrother trope, College AU -ish -- characters are of college age, Haunted houses, discreet disrobing in public place, oral sex (m receiving), unprotected vaginal sex, roughing it in a corn field, swearing; If I missed anything please let me know! 💜

AN: HAPPY KINKSGIVING! @sitkowski and I are finishing up some of our kinktober fics this week! Enjoy! dividers by saradika graphics title comes from Too Close / Too Late by Spiritbox, author doesn't do spooky stuff so if it doesn't make sense I'm sorry 😅to the anon who asked about coach Justin, I hope the holds you over well until then💜

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It’s been two fucking days since Chloe let Justin crash at her apartment after dropping out of college. The dumbass had two semesters left to earn his degree and decided “Nah it’s not for me, I make more money doing OnlyFans.”

Groaning, she blocks out his obnoxious and off-key singing from the kitchen, hoping she can slide out the door before he notices.

“Where you off to, sis?” Justin practically yells at her. That’s when she tracks in AirPods in his ears and shakes her head at him and the dreaded nickname. She straightens her posture, bringing her hands to her hips, and fixes Justin a glare.

“You know, my real brother doesn’t even call me sis anymore,” she sneers sticking her tongue out. Justin scoffs, reaching high up to the top of the cabinet to put away the dish he finished drying.

“Does he clean his dishes after he eats or put away his laundry?” He doesn’t turn to see her reaction, knowing full well the truth. Despite being the favorite child, her brother has many flaws, that her parents are unfortunately blind to. Chloe’s mouth drops open ready to bite out a usual quip, but nothing comes. Deflated, she steps back and watches as her stepbrother continues to wash, dry, and put away all of her dishes, unprompted.

“Thank you,” she says softly, her anger dissolving into appreciation. He may irritate the ever-loving shit out of her but ever since their parents got married over a decade ago, they have been thick as thieves. Justin and Chloe’s brother didn’t get along in the beginning and to this day it’s not much better.

“Don’t be out late, your brother will be home tonight – it’s a surprise.” Chloe’s hand freezes over the doorknob. She’s about to open her mouth to explain that he isn’t coming – that his new fancy tech job called him to Germany. Fucking lucky. Chloe would rather be anywhere but back in her small town. She missed the college town she was abruptly plucked from when Justin dropped out. Looking over her shoulder as she yanks open the door, she finds the room empty. Oh well, she thinks to herself as she pulls the door closed.

The sun is setting by the time she returns, pulling up into the apartment complex. Chloe shuffles the paper bag of groceries in her hands as she fiddles with the key in the lock. Shoving herself through the old door she stumbles inside barely catching herself from falling as she trips over the threshold. Fuck this apartment.

“Need help?” asks a voice Chloe hasn’t heard in years.

“That would be great,” she sighs handing over the bags before slipping out of her

shoes and tossing her purse on the counter. “What are you doing here?”

Her brother’s best friend just chuckles, “Well I heard that your brother might be in town and so I took the chance to stop by in hopes he’d be in the area. I should have known better that he’d flake, or something came up.” His soft brown hair waves as he shakes his head. “But I’m here and got to catch up with Justin so it’s not so bad.”

“About goddamn time you made it home,” Justin greets Chloe with narrowed eyes, but walks passed her to help put away the groceries. “What took you so long?

“I-”

“You know what never mind, don’t answer that.” Justin’s voice starts to rise. “Looks like your brother isn’t coming after all. Guess you’ll have to go in his place.”

“Go where?” Chloe glares back at Justin.

“It’s just a haunted house, Chloe. Don’t be such a girl,” Vinny sneers.

“I am not,” Chloe crosses her arms at her chest. “To prove I’m not a girl.” Chloe mocks. “For each time you get scared you lose an article of clothes. Now don’t be crude about it we are in public.” She throws death daggers at Justin.

“Hell yeah, I’m in!” Vinny cheers. “See I knew you could be fun sometimes, Chlo.”

“Brrrother?” she taunts Justin, moving her hands to her hips annoyed.

Without warning, Justin turns and crowds into Chloe’s space, forcing her to back up into the counter. Looking up at him through her lashes, he towers over her with a smug grin plastered on his face. The spice of his cologne clouds her senses as he leans down to her level. His breath is hot against the shell of her ear, the hairs on the back of her neck sticking straight up. “Game on little sis.”

Chloe added extra layers, especially on this cold October night. Her bag is clutched into her side as the group approaches the haunted house. The spiked cider is finally numbing her nerves, so she doesn’t think too much about the way Justin holds her hand leading her into the spooky house. It’s almost pitch black when they enter only tiny lights on the floor illuminate the path. Chloe inches herself closer to Justin, using his broad shoulders as a shield from their uncertain surroundings. His cologne distracts her senses enough that she barely registers Vinny’s yelp when a zombie lurks from the corner. Vinny grumbles something under his breath but doesn’t hesitate to take his rings and one of his t-shirts and slide it into the bag.

“Vin, was that yo- oh fuck!”

Justin stumbles back into Chloe. “Dude, get off me!” With all of her strength, she shoves him away.

“I-I don’t do clowns,” Justin stammers.

Vinny scoffs punching Justin in the arm,” Bro, your step-sis is holding out better than we are. Step it up!”

Justin kicks off the wall and crowds into Chloe’s space, peering down at her. “Why don’t you lead the way, hm?” he challenges.

“Fine. I will,” she huffs and starts walking. After a few steps, she spots the exit up ahead. Relief and determination surge her onward. She feels her bag jostle, but she doesn’t stop moving, chalking it up to Justin finally surrendering another article of clothing.

“Uh, guys? Do you hear that?” Vinny asks, his voice pitching higher.

“Hear what?”

“Dude, stop being a wimp,” Justin sneers.

“F-footsteps-” Vinny starts to shake.

“I thought it was-”

Suddenly the sound of a chainsaw roars to life.

“Oh fuck, I’m getting out of here!” Vinny pushes past Chloe and Justin. Justin grabs her hand and pulls her forward. “Come on!” Chloe practically jogs to keep up with Justin’s long legs. The rev of the chainsaw gets louder and louder with every step. Her heart leaps into her throat as she watches Vinny approach the door—the way to freedom. The doorknob rattles and bile churns in her stomach.

“Let us out!” Vinny yells pounding on the door. Justin joins in shoving his broad shoulder into the door. And suddenly it’s eerily silent.

“Don’t go into the field." The gang steps away from the door.

“Don’t go into the field,” the voice repeats.

“O-okay,” Vinny agrees, hand hovering over the doorknob.

“Yeah, whatever,” Justin says nonchalantly.

“Of course, please just let us out!” Chloe begs, hiding behind Justin. The door clicks, Vinny yanks it open, and Justin sprints straight into the cornfield.

“What the fuck man,” Vinny yells after Justin. “Fuck me,” he whispers under his breath before reluctantly jogging after him.

Chloe follows Vinny through the maze, the full moon illuminating their path. At a crossroads, the pair freezes.

“Rock paper scissors?” Vinny suggests with a shrug.

Chloe scoffs, “That’s stupid,” and takes the right path. She only makes a few steps before being yanked into tall corn stalks. She starts screaming at the top of her lungs until her voice cracks. In the dark, she stumbles into a clearing- a dead end.

Chloe shivers when leaves rustling around her. She clutches the bag tighter against her body when a twig snaps.

“Vinny?” she calls out to the silhouette that materializes before her. When the figure stalks closer she realizes it’s much taller than Vinny.

“J-Justin?” her voice squeaks when she stumbles back into the scratchy corn stalks.

In the distance, the chainsaw revs again. Frozen in terror, Chloe opens her mouth to scream but nothing comes out. With each step closer, adrenaline and arousal course through her veins– her heart leaps into her throat. Suddenly, a hand clamps around her mouth muffling an attempt to call for help. Her lungs are flooded with his familiar scent when he crowds into her space.

“I bet you're soaking wet right now,” Chloe’s stepbrother whispers. A shiver spider crawls down her spine. He lowers his hand to cup her chin. “Don’t scream, it’s only me.” He nips at her earlobe and then plants a kiss on her cheek. “Vinny is probably watching somewhere nearby I’m sure,” Justin chuckles darkly.

“I hope so,” Chloe confesses.

She knows this is wrong, but she can’t help how she feels. Every time they were in the same room alone his gaze would shift into something darker. He would become clingier when they went out with friends, but she just brushed it off as him being a protective brother. He cared more about her than her own brother ever did. Their goodbye kisses maybe weren’t so innocent. Nathan never cared about anything she did or achieved too self-absorbed in being the favorite child even as a fucking adult.

Chloe slides her hands under his shirt pulling him closer until their hips press together. “No one will know,” she pleads, teasing the waistband of his jeans.

“You sure you wanna do this?” Justin sucks in a breath when Chloe palms at his erection.

“Yes, I’m sure.” She presses a little harder against him. Justin bites down on his lip to stifle a moan.

“Fuck, Chlo…” Justin groans. “I don’t have any protection-”

“That’s ok brother, I’ll swallow,” she smirks in the moonlight.

“Are you sure…”

“Stop. Stalling. Chloe shoves past Justin into the clearing with a huff. “Fine, I’ll fuck Vinny instead!” she hollers to no one in particular.

Quickly Chloe sheds her outermost layer and starts placing the clothing on the ground as a makeshift blanket.

“So you wanna fuck me, hm?”

Startled, Chloe jolts around and slams into a body, hip to hip and mouth to mouth. Her eyes widen on impact but when Vinny kisses her back, she tenses at first. This is her brother’s best friend after all. Anger simmers in her belly from the false promises Nathaniel made.

Chloe bites at Vinny’s bottom lip. He whimpers at the loss of her lips against his, his fingernails digging into her hips in retaliation, but it only fans the flame more. Chloe licks and sucks at his neck to pull more pathetic sounds from his little mouth.

“I want you so bad Chlo,” he moans while his hands slide into her sandy blonde hair, and he yanks hard. She scowls at him, and he narrows his eyes back.

“What are you going to do about it?” he sticks his tongue out.

“I-” Chloe yelps when a hand grips her throat and pushes her to the ground.

“Fuck,” she curses as sharp pain spreads through her lower back. She gasps for air, but it’s no use when a large body straddles her hips and pins her down. Lips crash onto hers and her vision blurs.

“Breathe Chloe,” Justin mumbles. Cool air floods her lungs from her nostrils, her mouth occupied by his tongue.

“Atta girl, keep breathing.” Justin’s eyes are soft when she looks up through her lashes. Her now steady breathing hides her racing heartbeat and aching pussy. She squirms slightly under the heat of his seductive gaze. Butterflies dance in her stomach when he leans down once more, his lips hovering over hers. Dare she close the distance?

“Did I scare ya?” he asks before standing up.

Chloe grabs his hand, and he pulls her up. “Fuck you.” She shoves a middle finger in his face and he just grins. Suddenly, Justin unceremoniously pulls down his pants just below his hips, his erection springing freely as his boxers were discarded hours ago.

Chloe’s mouth gapes open as he settles down on the hoodie and coat strewn on the ground. “Come fuck me then.”

“Hurry up or I’ll fuck him instead.” Vinny’s voice comes from behind her.

No one has to know right? She thinks as she bites at her lip watching Justin slowly stroking his hard cock.

“Chloe.” Her name on Justin’s lips jolts her back to reality—arousal flares in her core at the sight of Vinny touching himself too.

Desperation drives her to close the distance between the two forbidden men. She climbs out of her shoes and steps onto the nearby coat before sliding off her pants and taking her panties too.

“I always thought you were big… but I didn’t know… this big,” she gasps as she sinks down onto his thick cock. It’s a little painful at first, the sting of the stretch until her walls adjust to his girth. Justin’s hands rest on her hips as she slowly slides up and down his length a few times.

“Ready?” he smirks, cocking an eyebrow.

She answers him with an open mouth kiss. She wraps her arms around his neck as he thrusts up into her tight pussy. Together they chase each other’s desire: thrusting up and slamming down. They only part when they both are gasping for air.

“I… need… more,” Chloe begs, eyes pleading at Vinny. He’s there by her side in a flash, not even bothering with pleasantries when he shoves his dick in her face.

She swallows him down without hesitation–giving in the pleasure as the two forbidden men use her in ways no one else could.

“Fuck you’re so close. That’s it,” Justin groans. “Come for us,” they say in unison.

The permission is all Chloe needs to throw herself over the edge. Birds caw in the nearby from her muffled screams. She is sure as shit she heard the chainsaw again and it makes her pussy clench. She trembles and gasps as the men fuck her relentlessly through her orgasm until her body goes slack.

Justin easily pulls her off and sets her gently back on the ground. She settles down on her back as the two men hover over her face with their cocks dripping precum.

“Open up princess.” She obeys instantly, eyes shut tight and her tongue sticking out in anticipation. Hushed curses are the only warning she gets before hot cum splashes on her face.

“Swallow,” Justin instructs, and she happily obeys licking her lips. When she opens her eyes, she finds an outstretched hand and takes it. Justin pulls her into a tight embrace.

“How do you feel?” he mumbles against the top of her head.

“That was fucking hot,” Chloe chuckles softly and wipes the rest of her face off on his shirt.

“Asshole,” he grumbles.

“I love you too,” she sighs deeply closing her eyes and nuzzling closer into her stepbrother.

Is this the end? Or is this the beginning?

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valiantroeagleangel · 1 year ago

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Am I fuckable?

Vinny Mauro x female reader

Kinktober day 23. Suit, blow job, quickie, masturbation.

-Vin? Are you ready?

You knocked on the door of your hotel room, waiting for your boyfriend who had been dressing himself for the past thirty minutes.

-Vin, we are going to be late. What are you doing in here?

Why did he need so much time to get ready? For fuck sake you guys were going to a wedding, not to the king's coronation. He didn't answer you but you heard him groaning through the door.

-That's it, I'm coming in. It's nothing I haven't seen already anyway.

Getting your spare card out you unlocked the door and entered the room.

Vinny was standing in front of a mirror putting his vest on as he turned back to you.

-So, am I fuckable? He grinned at you, smoothing his smoking with his hands.

-What? I've been waiting for you, for half an hour I don't care.

You affaired yourself, looking for your clutch. Alright, not fuckable, he got that. Putting his shoes on, he threw away some tissue that he had kept in his hands.

You went to pick up the item, noticing it was a tie.

-You don't want to wear your tie?

He didn't answer, suddenly focused on his shoes. Eventually, he muttered something inaudible. Not understanding, you kept staring at him, waiting for him to repeat.

He sighed, getting his head back up.

-I don't know how you're supposed to tie this. And those fucking tutorials are so useless. I can't manage to do it right.

His cheeks reddened a little as his gaze started to look everywhere except at you. How adorable he was.

You chuckled softly stepping in front of him the tie in your hand. You put it around his neck, quickly tying it as he watched you with a sweet expression.

-Done. You grabbed the tie, bending him forward as you kissed his lips. Now you are fuckable.

He grinned at you, gaining back his confidence.

-Hell yes I am, right?

You rolled your eyes as you turned back, escaping yourself from him. But he grabbed your arm, pushing you back to his hold. His hands directly went around your waist as he started to rub your back through the silk of your dress. Slowly his head went to your ear, whispering.

-Where do you think you’re going? That’s a pretty dress you have here. You smiled at him as he started to kiss down your neck.

-Come on. We have to go.

But his lips didn't leave your skin, still brushing against you.

-Vin. You groaned as you tried to push his head away. God, he was so clingy sometimes.

-We have time, it's alright. Let me hold you for a while, you smell so good.

You looked at the clock on the wall. You had a little more than half an hour, you could let him cuddle you a bit. You sighed, your hands gently coming to stroke his hair as he kept pushing his body to yours.

Vinny quickly moved you to the couch in the corner, making you both sit on it as he leaned on you. His head now coming to kiss your cleavage and your chest your head rolled back. Slowly, you started to long for his touch.

-Vin. You tried to warn him but he kept kissing you as he caressed your body through your clothing.

His head finally looking up, his lips came to brush yours. He hummed at you, lurking at your mouth.

-We have to stop, I-

You didn't have time to finish your sentence as his hands came to caress your leg, making your stomach twitch.

-You look so hot like that. How could I stop?

His fingers came to your inner thigh, flying over your skin.

You could feel him, feel his cock grow harder at each sound you made. His crotch was rubbing against yours as he kept roaming on you. You were going to lose it, your arousal starting to wet your thong.

-Because your cousin is going to wait for us. The ceremony is soon. We can't stay here.

-I don't care. I've only seen him twice in my life. I'm not sure he even knows who we are.

His hands grabbed your hips, pushing them against his, slowly grinding into you.

You moaned quietly as your breath quickened. Your head pushed back you sighed.

-What about your parents? Your mom is surely looking for you everywhere.

He came to kiss your jaw frenetically as if you were the only reason he was breathing right now.

-We'll tell her that she just didn't see us. You know how good I am to run away from her.

Well, it's not like you cared much about the ceremony anyway. You didn't even know the guy or his fiancé. Plus Vinny's suit was tailoring him really well and it would be a lie to say that you didn't want to touch him in it. Seeing your mind racing at your expression he added.

-Plus if we’re quick enough we might be there on time.

-Alright. You sighed but you weren’t that hard to convince right now.

Accepting it, you moved on him, straddling him with your legs as your dress went up your hips.

Your lips finding his, you kissed him. Your tongue fighting in his mouth you kept one of your hands on his torso to stabilize you.

-Fuck baby. His hands came to grab your hips, moving you a bit on his crotch as you whimpered softly.

You swallowed, biting your lower lip. You wanted to touch him so much now. You loved seeing him so needy.

Lowering your right hand, you felt him through his trousers, palming his dick shamelessly as you saw his expression deteriorate. His mouth was half-open, trying to catch some air as his chest kept rising up rapidly.

It wasn't enough. You needed more. Descending your head you kept your gaze in his as he watched you. Quickly you went to kiss him through his trousers, making him stiffen. The feeling of the fabric wasn't necessarily pleasant on your tongue but Vinny's reaction was everything you needed.

His hands came to cover his face as he cursed. Your gaze still upon him you unbuttoned his pants, taking them down a bit to free his cock. Your lips back on his skin, you teased him, pushing his shirt up you kissed his lower stomach. Your hands caressed his inner thigh and his groin until you saw his cock throb.

He cursed again, his gaze back on you as you started to kiss the top of his dick, locking your eyes with his. He moaned loudly as his hand touched your hair, grabbing it to avoid losing it all already.

It's not that you particularly enjoyed sucking him but the way he was so eager for your touch each time was making you so wet. He was always losing himself in praises and supplications. Needing more, again and again.

Your mouth opening wide you let out your tongue, licking him all the way in. He swore as you saw his lower stomach tense up.

-More. Please. He whined under your touch, his hips trying to buck in your face.

You didn't respond to him, taking him all in your mouth. Your head bobbing back and forth as your tongue swirled around him. Heat rising in his chest he started to fuck your mouth. His hand kept your head still as he was losing himself between your lips. You tried to follow as you could. Your tongue brushed against him as he went deeper and deeper each time. Tears in your eyes your throat gagged a bit making him moan again.

-Fuck yes, just like that. His head was thrown back as he closed his eyes. His hips pushed into your face until he felt himself on the edge of coming.

You moaned a bit, his praises making you clench your thighs as one of your hands came between them. Vinny noticed it, his gaze back to you.

-Shit, touching yourself while sucking my cock?

You were already about to come. Your pussy aching so freaking hard since the beginning. The sound of his voice aroused you so much as your hand kept rubbing yourself through your dress in rhythm with your motions on his cock. You whimpered a bit more, feeling your own orgasm grow in your core.

-Yeah, moan for me, baby.

Your breathing became more erratic making you bob your head back. Freeing his cock, you moaned loudly, coming violently on your hand as your stomach throbbed like crazy.

Vinny's hand was still in your hair as you fell back to sit on your knees. He joined you, quickly coming for your lips as you were trying to come back to your senses. He kissed you brutally. His lips crashed on yours more needy than ever as he started to pump himself between the both of you.

-If only you knew how hot you are when you come. He whispered, attacking your lips back.

You whined a little against him, your hand coming to his dick as you took the place. Your hand now pumping him until you felt him coming, his head coming to rest on your shoulder as he cursed.

Trying to catch his breath, his gaze went to the clock between you.

-See? We have ten minutes before the ceremony. He breathed out.

You rolled your eyes back, standing up to rearrange yourself.

-And what do we do about the cum on your pants? You arched a brow as he looked down to his crotch.

-Shit. How did this happen?

He was looking at you, almost desperate.

-Well it usually happens when you have sex, you know. You mocked him as you reached him with your hand, pulling him with you in the bathroom. Yeah, now Mister fuckable needed to wash his pants

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vanishxcanvas · 1 year ago

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Surprise

Vinny Mauro x F!Reader

Oneshot / Imagine

Content Warning: 18+ only. Fluff and smut are included. Unprotected p/v sex.

Background - You're at work, and you get a text from Vinny. He says he has a surprise when you get home. Later that night, you thank him.

You're at work, currently on your last break before the rest of your shift. You get a text from your boyfriend, Vinny.

It reads, "Hey baby. I know you're at work right now, but I have a surprise for you when you get home. I love you, I'll see you tonight."

Your eyes water a bit but you wipe them. You reply back telling him that you love him more, and that you can't wait to see him tonight.

You put your phone away as your break has ended, and you continue on with your shift.

A few hours later

Your shift ended, as you just got in your car. You text Vinny to let him know that you are on your way back home.

After you text him, you start your car and exit the parking lot. As you continue driving, your phone dings but assume that it is just Vinny.

You eventually get home, pulling your car in the driveway. You then get out of the car, and lock it.

A few moments later, you're inside the house. You walk in the kitchen to put your things down, when you see the dining table set up and lit. Vinny was still setting it up.

"Babe.." You say.

He turns around and sees you, immediately running up to you so he can hug you. You hug him back, then he kisses you.

"You probably already noticed, but this was the surprise I mentioned earlier.." He says.

"I love it." You say.

You both smile at each other, and sit at the dining table to have dinner. You and Vinny talk for a bit after, him asking you how your day was.

After that, he insists on cleaning up but you offer to help him. He's stubborn, and says it's okay. You raise and eyebrow, but accept his answer.

You go upstairs to change, but you find lingerie that you bought months ago, that you forgot about. You smirk, wondering if it still fits you.

You grab it, and go in the restroom that is connected to your shared bedroom to try it on.

After you put it on, you look in the mirror. You decide to sneak downstairs to surprise Vinny, so you slip on a pair of heels.

You quietly but carefully walk downstairs, and see Vinny in front of the sink.

"Hey baby," You say seductively. He hears you, so he stops what he's doing and turns around after drying his hands.

"Holy fuck." He groans. You walk towards him, and as you get closer, and he pulls you towards him to kiss you.

He pulls away, and you start kissing his neck.

"I need you, now." He says.

"Then what are you waiting for?" You ask. He raises an eyebrow, and you smirk, dragging him into the living room. You push him on the couch, and sit on his lap to straddle him.

You feel his hands take off your heels, and put them somewhere.

"You're so hot babe." He says.

"Hmm, why thank you." You say.

You start to kiss his neck again, slowly putting your hands under his shirt. He groans, then takes it off.

You then give him hickeys, and start to grind on him.

"Baby, I need you now." He says.

"As you wish, babe." You say. You get up, and tease him, taking off your lingerie very slowly. He groans as you do this.

After you get done, you take off Vinny's pants and underwear, him obviously being hard.

You get back on his lap, then sink down onto him. A soft moan escapes your lips, and you start to move.

You slam back down onto him, and a groan escapes his lips.

"Fuck baby, you're doing so good for me." He says breathlessly.

This makes you whimper, and you continue moving. He throws his head back, letting out uncontrollable sounds.

A while later, you feel yourself getting close. You reach down and rub your clit before letting go.

He follows shortly after, releasing inside of you. You stay there for a while, cuddling into him. After you high, you kiss him on the cheek.

He opens his eyes, and smiles down at you. He kisses you on your forehead.

"Well that was amazing." He says.

"It sure was." You say, leaning your head against his shoulder.

"After we stay here for a few more minutes, we need to take a shower so we can go to sleep. I'm getting exhausted." He says.

"Yeah me too, especially from work today. I needed that though." You say.

He smiles, and after you stay there for a while he carries you to the nearest restroom so you both can shower.

After you both shower, you go upstairs since that's where your clothes are. You change into something comfortable to sleep in, which is just a t-shirt and a pair of underwear.

Then you get in bed, cuddling into the blankets while Vinny is doing something.

A few moments later, he joins you in bed after turning off the lights.

"You're probably asleep, but tonight was amazing. I'll see you in the morning." He says, before holding you.

You were half asleep when he said that, but chose to pretend to be asleep. You both end up falling asleep soon after.

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screamsinsilver · 1 year ago

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I have read one (1) vinny mauro/will ramos fic and I am Hooked. slight problem: there are five works in the tag

#rpf #idk if theres a universal band rpf tag yet #vinny mauro #motionless in white fanfiction #will ramos #vinny mauro fanfiction #will ramos fanfiction #lorna shore

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collapsedglasshouses · 1 year ago

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Late-Night Comfort || Vinny Mauro x fem!Reader

PAIRING: Vinny Mauro x fem!Reader

SUMMARY: When your neighbor Vinny finds you crying in front of your door, he is willing to help you out of your misery, no matter what it needs...

WARNINGS: SMUT, 18+, MDNI!, thigh riding, oral sex (female and male receiving), swearing, …

A/N: not proof read, pls be patient with me, I love this so much

TAGLIST: @measuredingold @cncohshit

This was not what you planned. Everything that happened that night was not what you planned…

The night was unusually quiet as Vinny made his way up to his apartment. He had been at a small party with his bandmates and was tired but in good spirits. He just wanted to relax and play some games before wandering of to bed. Right as he turned the corner, his plans started to change right before his eyes. He saw you sitting in front of your apartment door, which was right across from his. You were clearly sobbing, trying to keep your cries quiet, since it was already late at night.

Vinny didn’t know you that well. You and him had been friendly over the time but nothing more than neighbors. He remembered when he moved into the apartment building, you had brought him some baked good, instantly making him like you. But except for that encounter, you were nothing more than neighbors, who would occasionally greet each other if you met on your ways to your apartments.

So, when Vinny saw you sitting there, he awkwardly weighed his options. He wasn’t sure how to handle the situation and feared to make it even more awkward than it already was, being caught crying by your neighbor late at night. Ultimately, you took the decision from in when you lifted your head out of your hands and instantly spotted him at the end of the hallway.

“Hi.” You sobbed and tried to contain your cries but instantly failed miserably as another wave of sadness crashed over you while your neighbor slowly approached you.

“Hey.” Vinny answered you and came to a stop in front of you. He gazed over your frame. “Are you okay?”

Internally, Vinny screamed at himself. Are you okay? Obviously, you weren't okay.

You looked away from him again and down at your fancy red dress, while thinking about what you wanted to say to him. Even though you weren’t really close to him, let alone friends, you were way to tired and broken to just shrug it off. So, when you looked up at him again, you shook your head slightly.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" Vinny than asked you and scratched his neck awkwardly. Even though his original plan was to just hide in his apartment until tomorrow morning, he was to big of a gentleman to just let you sit there.

You gladly accepted his offer and nodded, tears still running down your face while your sobs began to calm down a little.

"He broke up with me." You whispered and your lips started to shake. You wanted to be strong, but you just couldn't help it. Your boyfriend of four years had invited you to a fancy restaurant tonight and you had been more than excited. You had thought something special would happen tonight. Your friends had even convinced you he was going to propose to you, but everything came differently. He broke up with you right after dinner and even worse, made you give him the necklace back, he gifted you for your second anniversary.

It took Vinny a second to take in what you’d just told him, before he sighed. “I’m really sorry, Y/N.” He kneed down to you. “But why aren’t you in your apartment? Maybe snuggling on your couch… Getting comfy and cursing that asshole out… I don’t know.” He than asked and even brought your lips up into a small smile for a second. You noticed how overwhelmed he was by your emotional outbreak and appreciated his efforts.

“I forgot my keys.” You breathed out and sniffled for a second. In response, Vinny placed a hand on your shoulder, making sure not to cross any boundaries. He thought to himself for a second. "If you want you can sleep at my place and call the landlord in the morning."

For a second, you stared at your neighbor in surprise. You didn't quite know what to say, since you really didn't know him that well.

"Are you going to murder me or something?" - "Oh yeah, and I waited almost six months for it." He sarcastically answered you and made you laugh for a short moment.

"So what? If I am going to die, at least I'll look good doing it." With that you stood up from your spot in front of your door and straightened your dress. Vinny watched you do so, before going to his own front door and unlocking it.

You were still quietly crying when Vinny sat you down at the dinner table and offered you a cup of tea that you gladly excepted. While the water in the kettle slowly started to boil, an awkward silence fell over the two of you.

“You know, you didn’t have to do that. I could have phoned my mom or something.” You mumbled. “And wake her up at such unholy times? Not on my watch, Mama Y/L/N needs her beauty sleep, my dear.”

You giggled at his answer and noticed how you blushed a little at his smooth answers. You didn’t really know how Vinny was in his free time since you had little to nothing to do with him.

When your tea was ready, he sat down next to you and watched you from the side, while your face was glued to the cup in front of you. Your mind was still filled with the thought of you ex-boyfriend.

“Can I make it easier for you somehow?” The man with the red hair streaks in front of you asked calmly. You allowed yourself to look up and look him in the face.

His red and brown hair laid in wild curls on his head, which he rested on his hand. His greenish eyes looked at you with an intensity you were not used to. Even though you were in such a vulnerable state, you did notice how pretty he was.

While you two were looking each other in the eyes, a dump idea shot into your mind.

"Are you Single?“ You asked him with a hint of anxiety in your voice. You saw how his eyes widened. "What?"

When you saw the confusion in his eyes, you leaned back in the chair and took a big sip of you tea cup. "Please… Let’s just forget what I said."

"I am single, why are you asking?" He ignored you and answered your initial question, his eyes sparked with curiosity as to what you wanted.

You felt how you got nervous under his glance and let a hand run through your hair before standing up. "You know what? It was dumb, let’s just get to bed or something. I-…"

You were about to walk out of his kitchen as he grabbed your hand. Your eyes instantly found his again.

"Tell me what you were thinking about." He almost demanded, goosebumps forming on your arms because of his tone.

“Please forget what I said, I can’t just use you for my own benefits… We don’t know each other that well.” You mumbled out and nervously let a hand run over your face.

“I know you well enough to let you crash here without being afraid of being robbed in my sleep and we are both adults. What’s on your mind, Y/N?” Vinny insisted still not letting go of your arm.

“I wanna make him jealous.” You said, your voice not more than a whisper while you avoided eye contact with your neighbour. This was more than absurd.

“And?” He asked to keep you going. “And what better way to make him jealous as by instantly having someone new.” It took a few seconds before you dared to look at Vinny again and when you saw his wide eyes, you wanted to sink into the floor. The apologies just bubbled out of you.

“Please- Please forget wh- what I said… We don’t even know each other and-…“ You stuttered out your words and felt yourself start to sweat. You felt stupid.

“What are you thinking about doing?” Vinny than wanted to know, his eyes sparked with curiosity. You swallowed hard before you tried to form your answer. “Maybe… I don’t know… Take some pictures?”

“Pictures?” – “Yes” – “What kind of pictures?”

You bit the inner side of your cheek, before taking a deep breath. “Maybe… I could wear a shirt of yours or something… Something that’s clearly not mine but-…” – “Okay.” – “Maybe you have a mirror in your room if that’s okay with you and-…” – “Okay.” –“N-nothing needs to happen between us, I-I just…”

“Holy, Y/N… I already said yes. So for the love of god, let’s do it!” Vinny spoke up, causing your ramble to finally stop.

“What?” You exclaimed, not believing he really agreed to your stupid plan, but when Vinny stood up from his chair and came to a stand in front of you, you needed to blink for a couple of seconds. You were really going to do this.

“We can do that… As long as you promise me not to post those pictures anywhere and my face shouldn’t be in them.” He explained his rules, while you still tried to process the fact that he was willing to do that for you even though you didn’t really know each other.

“Yeah… I’ll keep your face out of it.” You agreed to his rules and swallowed hard as he stared you down to make sure you were being honest. You tried to find out why he didn’t want his face in the pictures. You knew he was the drummer of a band, but you didn’t remember what the name of the band was or how big they even were.

Vinny walked past you and gestured for you to follow him into his room, which you did.

His room honestly looked exactly as you had imagined it. Red bedding, a drum kit in the corner and a World of Warcraft poster hanging above his desk on which a gaming set up stood.

While he went to his closet to look for something portable for you, you looked at the pictures on his nightstand. One of them showed him with another man and woman. They resembled him, so you assumed they were his siblings. The other picture showed five men, all wearing make-up and alternative clothing styles. It was a selfie taken by a man with long black hair in the foreground. He looked familiar, but you weren't really sure where from, so you just shrugged it off.

“This should do its job.” Vinny than beamed, holding a black shirt out to you that had a print on it. “The bathroom is down the hallway.”

You silently thanked him and made your way to the room. When you entered his bathroom, you took a look around it. There was a bathtub and a shower, everything decorated exactly as you would expect from a single man in his twenties.

You swallowed hard, thinking about how awkward this situation was but you were too stubborn to back down now. So you quickly stepped out of your dress and slipped into the shirt Vinny gave you.

You looked at yourself in the mirror above the sink. The print on the shirt read 'MOTIONLESS IN WHITE'. You felt like you heard that before but you weren’t really sure from where.

"You got this." You whispered to yourself before grabbing your dress from the floor and shyly making your way back to Vinny's bedroom.

You felt how your hands started to sweat when you entered the room, fidgeting with the dress in your hand. Vinny, on the other hand, looked as calm as is gets, laying on his bed with his phone in hand. His shirt had ridden up slightly, revealing a bit of his stomach. You forced yourself to look away as you noticed your cheeks getting warm.

You cleared your throat, causing Vinny to look up. For a second, you thought that his eyes widened briefly, but you decided to not pay closer attention to it since you were already floated with anxiety.

"What now?" You asked quietly as Vinny leaned on his elbows.

"Don’t ask me… You had the idea." Vinny answered and you began to think about your next move. You allowed yourself to look at Vinny again. Even though you were at a vulnerable stage, you couldn't deny that Vinny looked absolutely fine leaning there. His arms were slightly flexed because of his position, some veins were visible on them. Before now, you had never really realized how attractive you actually found him.

"Maybe…“ Vinny began when he noticed you were as overwhelmed by the situation as he was. "I can sit on the edge of the bed and you can sit on my lap or something."

"Y-yeah… You could… I don’t know… Rest your head against my neck or something. This was, you can hide your face." You stuttered out and took a careful step towards him as he slid closer to the edge of his bed, both of you basically staring each at each other.

Vinny than reached out to grab your hand. "Don’t worry, Y/n. Just relaxed. We got this." His soft tone instantly calmed your nerves.

You shyly sit down on his lap, careful not to bother him in any way. You looked straight ahead at the mirror, when Vinny's armed sneaked around your waist and he nestled his head in the crook of your neck. Almost immediately you felt how your whole body was on fire and goosebumps started to form on every little part of your body. The faint scent of his perfume almost drove you crazy.

You grabbed your phone and took a couple of shaky photos, trying to contain whatever was going on with you at the moment.

"Is it okay if I try something?" He than whispered against your skin, causing you to take a shaky breath. You nodded, fearing your voice would give away how this whole thing made you feel.

When you felt one of his hand sneak under the shirt he gave you to pull you closer to him, you were sure if you had been standing, your knees would have given up.

When you felt his whole body against yours, you couldn't help but let out a small sigh. "Is this okay?" He whispered in your ear and you couldn't overhear the slight shake in his voice.

"Totally." You tried to say with a firm voice, in hopes you could hide how your skin tingled where he touched you. You also tried to ignore how he started to draw small circles on your skin as you snapped a couple pictures more.

You tried to suppress a sigh as you leaned a bit more against him and he tried to play it cool as he started to ghost his lips over your neck. You felt warmth shoot to your core as he quietly groaned against your neck after pushing his hips slightly forward. You couldn't ignore feeling his hardened member against you.

"You know what would make him even more jealous?" You breathed out, almost crumbling in your neighbor's touch.

"What?" He whispered against your neck between small kisses and his hands grabbed your hips a bit firmer.

"If we actually fucked." You answered him with a stutter in your voice and you noticed how he began to smile as you looked at him through the mirror.

"Oh... He would be fuming." Vinny exclaimed and with that the ice was broken and turned on his lap, your lips instantly crashing together.

His hands roamed your body, while yours traveled in his hair. Your ex was long forgotten as soon as his tongue slipped in your mouth. Never in your life did you think about this happening but it seemed like you were made for each other in that moment.

You gently pushed him back onto his mattress and straddled his lap, instantly attacking his lips again. When his lips wandered to your neck again, you sighed.

"You think, this is smart?" You wanted your neighbor to reassure you.

"Definitely not." He whispered again your neck and than licked over the small space he just kissed, causing you to quietly moan. You bucked your hips against him.

"Look at you. Such a needy little thing. Wanting to take pictures and than not being able to contain yourself." He mocked you with a cheeky smile.

You tried to avoid eye contact but he didn't let you by turning your head to face him again. "Tell me what you want, Y/n. I need to be sure you want this."

Your heart was racing while you looked into his greenish eyes.

"I need you to fuck me, Vinny." You whined out when you were sure your voice wouldn't fail you.

Right after you finished your sentence, Vinny grabbed the back of your neck again, crashing his lips into yours again. Your lips slid over each other in a sort of dance.

You moaned when Vinny's hands started to roam over your body finding their way to your ass. He used your noise to slip his tongue into your mouth to meet with yours again.

When you let go of each other again, you were both panting and trembling. “It's a fucking crime not to worship you.” he mumbled against your lips.

“Ride my thigh, sweetheart.” He groaned, his eyes filled with a fire you had never seen before.

You sit back down on his sweatpants covered thigh and slowly start to drag your core against it. The friction of your clit rubbing against the material of your panties and his pants made you cry out immediately. “Just like that, pretty girl.”

Before you knew it he pulled your t-shirt up and put his mouth on your chest, sucking and biting one of your nipples with his lips. "Shit, Vinny..." You cried out, your hands finding their way to his shoulders, to not completely crumble in his arms as your grind against his thigh.

"God, you sound so sexy when you say my name." He moaned against your cheat, before pulling away to reveal several red marks right where his mouth hand been. "You think you can make yourself cum for me?"

His hands that had never touched you before, were now gripping your hips and moving it in a circular motion on his thigh.

"Y- Yes... I... I'll cum for you." You whined, feeling how your thoughts became more irregular with each second passing. It felt so good, you didn't want to stop.

"That's my good girl." He groaned out, almost being in full charge of your movements, while you let your head fall onto his shoulder, pressing your eyes closed as you felt the wetness spread underneath you, on his pants. You moaned out his name loudly as you came undone.

"Take your time." He whispered in your ear, kissing your earlope and than down your neck. You rested their for a couple of seconds, still hearing your heart beat in your ears but not quite ready to let go of the moment, so when gently lifted your face to look at him, you felt how your stomach tingled again.

"I need to taste you." He said with such a serious tone, you almost crumbled in his arms. Your mind was blown. He wanted to eat you out and you didn't even have to beg for it.

You could only nod, still overwhelm with your emotions before you crawled of his lap and laid down on his bed. When he stood up to remove his shirt, you noticed the wet stain you felt on his pants and felt how your cheeks got even warmer than they already had.

When you wanted to sit up to remove your shirt, Vinny stopped you. "Don't. Keep it on. I like how it looks on you."

With that he made his way between your legs and started to press wet kisses on the inner side of your right thigh. He than slowly pulled your wet underwear down.

"Look how wet you are and everything just for me." He smirked. If you weren't so overwhelmed, you would have made sure he lost that facial expression, but you couldn't think about anything except his mouth against your core.

He spreaded your legs a bit more open and let his hand run over your folds. "So pretty..." He mumbled and you could feel his breath against your core. You moaned loudly when he licked over your clit.

"Vinny." You cried out and tried to move your hips but he tightened his hold on you. You held still immediately, not risking of loosing his touch. You whined and moved your hand down to grab his hair to get a hold of yourself, while his tongue was circling your clit, before slidly sucking on it.

He moaned against you as he saw your reaction to him, while he worked his experienced tongue against you. When you thought it couldn't get any better, you felt how he slowly slipped a finger inside of you.

"Shit... Fuck.. Oh god." You almost screamed out and harshly pulled on his hair.

"Oh god, Y/n." He moaned and moved his hips against the bed. He tried to get off himself.

"Vinny?" You moaned, causing him to slow down his movement and look up at you from between your legs.

"Is everything okay?" He asked, his voice having a sweat tone. He instantly started to draw small circles on your thigh while his other hand still worked slowly inside of you.

"Come up here." - "Did I do something wrong?"

"No, but I have an idea." You answered him and with that he slowly let his finger slide out of you. You whine slightly before you watch him as he put his fingers in his mouth, licking them clean.

When he crawled out to you, you needed to contain yourself, to not instantly moan out again, as you feel his hardened member press against your wet core.

"What's the matter, Y/n?" He asked you with care. Instead of answering him right away, he reached down between you two and started to palm his member through his pants.

"Fuck, what are you doing, sweetheart?" He moaned against your lips, but you just signal him to lay down. When his back reached the mattress, he pulled you in for a kiss again.

His tongue rough against yours, you felt him reach down. He wrapped his hand around his shaft and pulled his member out. He slowly began to move his hand, when you kissed your way over his neck and down his chest.

When you reached his dick, you slowly let your tongue circle the tip, causing him to twitch slightly, pre-cum already leaking from his hard member. His hands instantly found their way in your hair. When you took him as deep as you could, he bucked his hips slightly up and moaned out your name.

"God, you feel so fucking good." He cried out, causing you to let a hand slight down your body and find your clit.

"Fuck, Y/N." he curses, not caring how loud he was. Goosebumps take over your skin as you feel your orgasm built up. You looked up through your eyelashes and your eyes meet with his.

It felt you exploded when you finally came again — all tension leaving your body as your fingers worked you through your orgasm. You hummed around Vinny, when you felt his cum shoot into your mouth. It sent shivers down your spine and you felt like you would cum again on the spot. He twitched in your mouth and whined your name as you worked him through his high, hands letting go of your hair before pulling you up to his face while you swallow.

"Holy shit." He breathed out before you kissed him again. Your heart was racing as you lost your strength, letting your body fall against his chest. You rested your head against him, hearing his heart pound equally as fast as yours and before you could even think about it, you felt yourself slip into a deep sleep.

The next morning, you slowly woke up, feeling an arm securely wrapped around your waist. As the memories of the night before flooded back, a warm blush crept across your cheeks. Carefully, you tried to get out of Vinny's arms, not wanting to disturb his peaceful slumber.

With a shy smile, you tiptoed out of his bedroom and headed to the kitchen, craving a glass of water to start your day. However, as you entered the kitchen, your eyes widen at the sight of a stranger standing there.

The man's gaze immediately fixated on your shirt, adorned with the unmistakable white logo "Motionless in White". Still half in a daze, you met the man's curious stare.

"Who are you?" you inquire, a hint of confusion in your voice.

The man in the kitchen arched an eyebrow. "Who are YOU?"

A moment of silence hung in the air as you studied each other, a silent exchange of questions without words.

"You're not some kind of groupie, are you?" The guy finally broke the silence, his eyes still lingering on the Motionless in White logo.

Perplexed by the unexpected accusation, you replied, "What are you talking about?"

The man just quietly pointed at your chest. "The shirt."

You looked down at your attire, then back at him with genuine confusion. "What's the matter with it?"

"It's our band," He stated blankly.

Your eyes widened in disbelief. "Your WHAT?"

You struggled to process the unexpected revelation, realizing that the previous night's escapade might have involved a member of a band.

"You sure, you don’t know us?" The man asked again, trying to test you.

"I'm Vinny's fucking neighbor." You cried out to defend yourself.

"Oh! Y/n?" He than asked.

"Why do you know my name?" You wanted to know and he gladly answered your question, "Vinny talked about you."

Your eyebrows shot up at the man’s statement. "What do you mean?"

"He was pretty sad when he found out his pretty neighbor had a boyfriend." The man explained, "But by the look of you, I guess that’s no more?"

He smirked while you stared at him in surprise. Vinny had a thing for you. Your neighbor had a crush on you for the whole time.

Before you could answer the man, you heard Vinny’s voice behind you. "What’s going on here?"

You didn’t move a muscle, still processing everything that had happened. You wanted to make your ex jealous and ended up sleeping with your neighbor, who had a thing for you and also was the drummer of a, apparently, well-known band.

"Here comes the boy!" The man in front of you exclaimed, while Vinny looked at the two of you in a mix of confusion and tiredness.

"What are you doing here, Ricky?" - "Actually, I just wanted to pick up my guitar, but it’s getting more interesting with each second passing."

Vinny rolled his eyes, before leaving the room and shortly after coming back with a guitar case.

"I guess, I should be going… Nice to meet you, Y/n and good bye you two." With that, Ricky left Vinny’s apartment, leaving the two of you in the chaos you created.

You still stared at the place Ricky stood at, when Vinny cleared his throat. "I hope you slept well."

You just nodded.

After that it went silent for a couple of minutes, both of you not knowing what to say.

"You know, I don’t regret it." You than whispered.

"What?" Vinny exclaimed.

"I enjoyed last night." - "Me too." - "Good" - "Good"

You stared at each other.

Without thinking about it, you stepped closer to him and grabbed him by the shirt he was now wearing. When your lips met again, it took Vinny a second to respond to the kiss but when he did, you felt him smile into it.

When you let go of each other, Vinny mumbled something out.

"You should wear my shirts more often." He whispered.

"And you should have told me about your crush, maybe I would have had the courage to leave my ex before this whole disaster happened." You answered him.

"Without that disaster, I wouldn’t have had the opportunity to ask you on a date." Vinny than exclaimed boldly.

For a second you looked him in the eyes and thought about your answer. You knew your break up was fresh but when you looked at Vinny like that you felt like you were over it immediately.

"And I wouldn’t have had the opportunity to say yes."

And with that, you decided to keep your pictures to yourself…

#motionless in white fic #vinny mauro smut #vinny mauro fic #vinny mauro x reader #vinny mauro x you #vinny mauro fanfic #vinny mauro fanfiction #motionless in white fanfiction #motionless in white rpf #collapsedglasshouseswrites

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foliosriot · 1 year ago

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YOU ARE THE ABSOLUTE SWEETEST BB TYTY <33

FIC RECS OF THE YEAR:

i wanted to make a list of fics i thoroughly enjoyed this year. all of you are amazing, and i wanted to show you some love. everyone give these fics a read if you haven’t already <3

Bad Omens:

Sweet Like Honey by @darksigns-exe

Slow Down by @measuredingold

Just Friends by @measuredingold

Heaven Sent by @measuredingold

Don’t Cry Over Spilled Wine by @concreteburialplot

Intertwined by @concreteburialplot

We’ll Get You There by @concreteburialplot

Two Way Vision by @deathblacksmoke

You’ve Got a Pretty Way About You by @deathblacksmoke

The Crazier I Came by @deathblacksmoke

Dramamine by @deathblacksmoke

Drumsticks by @sinkingteethinwhitenoise

The Devil’s Prayerbook by @signs-of-ill-portent

Consequences by @collapsedglasshouses

Little One by @cowpokeomens

Polyverse Cam Boy AU by @the-way-of-words

So Give Me All You Got, I Can Take It by @the-way-of-words

Sweetened Breath, Tongue So Mean by @rottingfern

Said & Done by @nerdraging4point0

Dive by @ladyveronikawrites

Interlude: Made Breath and Skin by @mysticdoodlez

Will Ramos:

Somewhere Along the Way by @malice-ov-mercy

My Love by @malice-ov-mercy

You’re Shooting Stars from the Barrel of Your Eyes by @circle-with-me

Tis’ the Damn Season by @circle-with-me

Will As Your Boyfriend HCS by @foliosriot

Vinny Mauro:

Am I Fuckable? by @foliosriot

Sweet Boy by @circle-with-me

thank you @deathblacksmoke for helping me put this together <3

dividers by @cafekitsune

#anyways go check out all the fics mentioned and support those writers!!!!!!!#bad omens fic #bad omens fanfiction #will ramos fic #will ramos fanfiction #vinny mauro fic #vinny mauro fanfiction #fic rec #𖤐: rb #𖤐: my loves

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foliosriot · 8 months ago

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i keep seeing posts about best friend noah, and i will eat that shit up til the day i die ok. i love it with my entire fucking soul.

but what about best friend vinny?

NSFW under the cut

best friend vinny who gladly teaches you how to play the drums, who has you sitting on his lap behind his drum kit. vinny, who knows he has to keep his hands to himself but he’s gotta show you how to properly hold the sticks so he grasps your hand in his to place your fingers in the right spots. vinny, who becomes your drumming teacher, and gets bolder and bolder with touching you when he gives you a simple rhythm to replicate after he demonstrates. vinny, who praises you for getting it right, his soft voice in your ear making your skin break out in goosebumps.

best friend vinny who never leaves your side at parties, who will hold your drink for you when you have to go to the bathroom. vinny, who will bark at anyone that tries to hold your drink for you instead, his hand carefully covering the top until you come back. vinny, who turns bright pink when you thank him, a quick kiss to his cheek.

best friend vinny who your parents love and adore, who is so kind and caring. vinny, who your siblings get along with and joke with. vinny, who is allowed to stay the night, who you let sleep in your bed with you because you’ve been friends for forever. vinny, who spoons/cuddles with you whenever you need it, acting like being pressed up against you doesn’t drive him fucking crazy.

best friend vinny who goes shopping with you, sticking around for however many hours you want to wander and explore. vinny, who sits on the couch right outside the dressing rooms trying not to obviously stare when you walk out because you want his opinion on the article of clothing you’re trying on. vinny, who shifts how he’s sitting as casually as possible, hoping you don’t notice (you do).

best friend vinny who suggest you try on that dress that can barely be called a dress due to its short skirt and the little support in the bodice. vinny, who suggests you try it on because “it’s your color” (which shocks you because you didn’t think you even had a color). vinny, who sits outside the dressing room waiting for you to come out, but you never do. vinny, who questions you when you exit the dressing room in your normal clothes, the dress in your hands. vinny, who questions you even more after you buy it. vinny, who is really confused when you two get back to your house, who is even more confused when you make him sit on your bed as you go into the bathroom to put it back on. vinny, who nearly faints when you walk out wearing the dress, who can’t stop dragging his burning gaze up and down your body, whose eyes catch on your exposed thighs and the cleavage that is barely being held back by the bodice. vinny, who gingerly grabs your hand and pulls you toward him, who makes you sit on his lap, his hands trailing up under the skirt. vinny, whose calloused fingers against your skin makes you dizzy. vinny, who suddenly starts kissing you, who you willingly let tear the dress off of you so he can get his lips all over you.

this made me dizzy. uh anyways- if you want more best friend vinny please let me know kfjsjfsk

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runningincircl3s · 4 months ago

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Nothing Ever After

Noah Sebastian x Reader x Vinny Mauro

Chapter 9

chapter warnings: none?

this is a little all over the place which i apologise for but i mentioned a couple posts ago that when i was writing this i didn't have any intention of posting it so i've been going through and adding things in to make it better essentially, and this is one of those chapters that i've had to just close my eyes and press post as rereading this for the first time felt like a fever dream... but as i've said i just want this story to just be fun :)

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“That’s cool, I didn’t really expect anything in the first place. I like you too, quite a lot, but I’ve been in situations like this before and it’s taken a lot to come back from it, so I’m sorry but I don’t think I can. I’m sorry. Sweet dreams x”

You saw Vinny’s text when you woke up bright and early to your alarm at 6am, you felt your heart sink but you respected his decision. You sighed, getting out of bed with a yawn, going to brush your teeth and have a think about what to say in your reply to him.

However, as you were in the bathroom, you heard your phone vibrating on your bed. As you rush to rinse your toothbrush off, you pick your phone back up to see it was Bryan.

“Hello?”

“Hey, how are you feeling?” He asked, “We invited you to dinner last night but we didn’t hear from you. I just wanted to make sure you weren’t dead or anything.”

“No, I’m still very much alive, I just wasn't feeling too well,” you chuckled, “What time do we have to be out of here this morning?”

“We’ve not got to be out for hours, but we're aiming to be out at 9 so we have some time to spare, so meet us by the bus just before?”

“Okay, great. I better go and take a shower and pack back up again.” You said, looking around your room at the mess you and Angela had made whilst searching for an outfit for your ‘date’ with Vinny.

Which reminded you, you still needed to text him back.

“I’ll let you go and sort everything out, I’ll text you just before we leave our rooms, we'll meet you by the front desk.”

“Okay sure, thank you, bye!”

“Bye!”

As soon as you hung up, you went straight to Vin’s message and started typing your reply.

“That’s okay, I respect that and I’m sorry, I hope this doesn’t affect our friendship. See you later :)”

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You had been sat on the bus for almost two hours, and you still had an hour to go before you got to the next venue. You were staring out of the window sitting next to Folio, who was shopping for some new fishing gear on his laptop, whilst the other guys were all playing something on Matt’s Xbox that they plugged into the tv.

“Folio, can I ask you something kinda strange?” You asked, crossing your legs as you tilted your head.

“Sure,” he smiled, looking up from his screen, “Ask away, what’s up?”

“Does weed ever make you horny?”

Nick didn’t know what to expect when you asked to ask him a 'kinda strange' question, but it certainly wasn’t that. He furrowed his eyebrows, his mouth hanging open, you had left him speechless.

“Uh… Why are you asking?” He seemed perplexed, as far as he knew you had never smoked before.

“Oh, I just saw this tweet, that's all. I didn’t know if it was serious or not.”

“Oh,” he laughed, “Well I guess I could see how that could work… But personally I’ve never uh, never had that happen to me before.”

“I guess you only smoke with guys,” you chuckled, “Not that it’s bad to be horny around the guys!”

“Woah!” Noah gasped, freezing on his way to the bathroom as he caught what you were saying, “What are we talking about? All I heard was being horny around the guys?!”

You laughed, shaking your head as you looked up at him.

“I was just asking Folio something. Are we almost there yet?”

“Okay I do not want to know what you asked him! But yeah, I thought traffic would be pretty bad today but it’s not really. We should be there pretty soon.” He says, excusing himself to go and pee.

"I was thinking about starting a youtube," Nicholas announces, "I think what Ricky does is pretty cool-"

"Hell no!" Matt laughs, "I am not having a camera shoved in my face all day."

"I just thought it would be a cool way to connect with the fans," Ruffilo adds, "I just don't know what kind of equipment I'd need or where to even start."

"I could help..." You suggest, and you notice all the guys- except Nicholas- glaring at you, their eyes almost twitching, "Maybe we could try and vlog today to see how it goes?"

"That would be awesome," he smiles, "Thanks y/n."

"No problem." You grin, watching the horror on all the guys faces, trying not to chuckle to yourself.

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Whilst the equipment was being taken into the venue, the guys from both bands were all stood together in three groups: Ryan, Ricky, Vinny, Folio and Jolly; Justin, Nicholas, Noah, Bryan and you, whilst Chris was on a call in the bus, and Matt was helping move things.

As the group you were with were discussing a movie that all wanted to see when it comes out in theatres, you can’t help but listen into the others’ conversation.

“So, Vin, what did you get up to last night?” Ryan asked with a smirk, blowing out a cloud of smoke from his vape.

“I went out for dinner with an old friend, I don’t think I’ve seen him in about six years so it was great to catch up.”

“Oh, ‘him’?” Ryan grinned, as the other guys looked in confusion.

“What do you mean?” Vinny asked, shaking his head.

“Well, last night I asked for the keys to the bus so I could see if I left my vape in there because my other one died, and I was told you had the keys. I came to yours and Rick’s room and he said you were out with a friend, so I went to the bus anyway and all I could hear was ‘oh Vinny! Right there Vinny! Oh Vinny I’m gonna cum!’” He laughed as he mocked your voice, “So who was this ‘friend’?”

“You don’t know her.” Vinny said, bluntly, looking down at his feet.

“Was it Amy again?” Ricky asked, “I know she’s a stoner and Chris said the driver complained that the bus stank of weed this morning.”

“No, it wasn’t. She’s in California anyway.” Vinny sighs, “look, you don’t know her okay, and it was a mistake. She’d never smoked before and we got high and one thing led to another…”

As he said that, you watched as something clicked in Folio’s brain as he came to a realisation and his head snapped up before looking over at you, catching your eye. You quickly looked away, taking a breath before approaching Nicholas.

"So Nick, I have my spare camera with me if you'd like to borrow that for your vlogs?"

"Really?" He smiled, putting out his cigarette, "That would be great, thank you!"

And so you spent the next hour teaching him how to use your camera for videoing, and he was a pretty quick learner. You stood with him during soundcheck as he spoke into the camera, the other guys trying to stay away from him as much as they could, but Folio couldn't get away too quickly.

"So, tell me about the tour." Nicholas smiled behind the camera, recording Folio as he sat as his drums. You sat by them, working on your laptop, editing pictures and thinking of different shots you wanted to get tonight.

"Uh, it's gonna be awesome! We're playing at some places we've never been before, we're joined by the greatest people we could ever tour with-"

"Noah!" Ruffilo quickly interrupts Nick as he turns the camera to Noah, who crossed his arms and let out a long sigh, "Do you have a tour update for us?"

"Well, I can tell you tonight's shows gonna be sick, Matt's insanely good at his job," he clapped his hands together as he thought, "I don't know what else to say..."

"You guys really suck, y'know that." Nicholas said as he put the camera down. "We used to be youtubers, man, what happened?"

"I wouldn't say that." Noah laughed.

"Why don't you just talk to the camera," a familiar voice suggested from behind you, causing you to tense up, you hadn't spoken to him at all today, and the thought alone made you feel nervous, "That's what Rick does most of the time. I think it's quite wholesome..."

Vinny was checking out what Folio was doing as he set up his drums, testing them with his drum tech to make sure they sounded alright and everything was as it should be. Yet he didn't acknowledge you at all, which made you feel even worse about the situation.

Instead of listening to him talk to Folio, unable to look away from his arms as he reached out to help Nick make sure his snare was in place or something, you decided to be a good friend.

"I'll give you an update, I feel like I need to introduce myself to you guys' fans anyway."

"That's such a good idea," Nicholas' eyes widened, it was almost as if you could see a lightbulb above his head in that moment. You watched as he switched the camera back on, "So on this tour, you might see a new face running around the stage, this is y/n!" He turned the camera to you and you smiled, "Why don't you tell them a bit about yourself."

You tried to push through the awkwardness of speaking to a camera, and nodded your head, this was your idea after all.

"So, I'm y/n, I'm a friend of Bryan's and I'm a photographer. It's been my dream for years now to be a touring photographer for bands, so I'm so happy to be here and to be working with my best friend! However, I'm actually Motionless in White's photographer for the first few shows, but after that I'll be up there getting some cool pictures of Bad Omens." You grinned, not knowing what else to say.

"Hey, Vinny!" Nicholas pointed the camera back to the drums, zooming in on Vin, "How was she?"

"What?" Vinny's eyes filled with horror, furrowing his eyebrows as he shook his head in confusion, and Folio clocked this too, a smirk forming on his lips.

"Y/n, on the first show of the tour, how was she?"

"Oh, um... Good, I guess. I dunno, I wasn't really paying any attention."

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As the guys went over things one last time in soundcheck, you sat outside with Angela as she took a puff of her vape. She had only got here about twenty minutes ago, and you had been stuck to her side. Vinny hadn’t spoken to you all day, and all that kept playing in your head was the moment he told the guys by the bus that ‘it was a mistake.’ You desperately wanted to know if he meant that, or if he was just saying it to get the guys off his back.

“What’s up?” Angela asked suddenly, “You’ve been pretty quiet... bad date last night?”

“That’s one way of describing it.”

“What happened?” She asked, eager to know.

“The restaurant was shut so we got a pizza and watched a movie on the bus. I got high for the first time and then… We did something we shouldn’t have.”

“You fucked?!” She almost shouted.

“Shhh! Yes, but Ryan heard us from outside. He doesn’t know it was me, and I don’t think Vin would tell him. But I told Vinny when I was back in my room that I don’t want to commit to anything right now as I still don’t know how I’m feeling and I think it upset him.”

“Why? What makes you think that?” She frowned.

“He's been off with me all day, he hasn't spoken to me at all and when Ruff asked him a question about me he gave him the bleakest answer he could, and then last night- Wait I’ll show you the texts.” You said, reaching in your pocket for your phone.

“Dang,” she whispered as she read what Vin said, “Y'know, he has been hurt in the past, he’s just protecting himself, honey.” She says, wrapping an arm around you, hugging you from the side and your knees touch as you both sat on the cold stone step outside.

“I know,” you sigh, “I just feel so shitty for upsetting him like that. And he hasn’t spoken to me all day, I'm just worried I've fucked everything up, all because I wanted to be honest with him!” You groan, resting your head on her shoulder as you try to hold back the tears that were threatening to spill.

“Hey, don’t get upset, I know Vin and I know he'll get over it! Look, we still have half an hour or so before I start working on their faces,” she smiled, “Why don’t we go and get donuts? If we’re feeling kind we can bring some back for the guys- heavy on the if.”

“That sounds great.” You smiled, and Angela took your hand as you both stood up.

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“Guess what we’ve got!” Angela grinned as she set the box down on the table backstage.

“Where’s Chris? I made sure we got some vegan ones for you too, they look even better than ours!” You smiled, handing him the paper bag.

“Thank you so much! They look delicious!” Chris gasped as he took the bag from you, watching as the rest of the guys fought over which ones they wanted.

“Hey, y/n, can I talk to you quickly?” Folio asked, nodding his head towards the door as if to say in private.

You followed him out and asked him what he wanted.

“I just don’t think it’s a coincidence.” He says.

“What?”

“Don’t do this to me, y/n. I know exactly what you’re doing.”

“What?!”

“Last night you weren’t picking up your phone, Noah was knocking at your room but you weren’t answering. Then this morning you ask if weed makes you horny? Then, it turns out Vinny also went missing, he was caught having sex in the bus and- to only confirm my suspicions- the girl he was with had never smoked before. Not to mention his face when Ruff asked him that question earlier.”

“Look, he could’ve been making that up!”

“You can’t fool me, y/n.” He smiled, shaking his head, “First I catch you and Noah, then Ryan catches you with Vin-”

“It wasn’t me!”

“Bullshit! Bryan did everything he could to convince the guys for you to join us and so far all you’ve done is take a couple crap pictures and fuck 2 of the guys!” He exclaimed.

“What? I never fucked Noah!” You scoffed.

“So you did fuck Vin?”

“No!” You sigh, your back hitting the wall as you slide down to a crouching position. “Nick, what is this all about? I thought we were friends, why are you doing this to me?”

“I care about my band and our reputation. I care about my friends.”

“And now you don’t care about me? I thought we were friends? Now you hate me all of a sudden? This doesn't make sense?”

Folio paused, shaking his head.

“Hey, look, I don’t hate you, y/n. I’m sorry if I worded that wrong. I’ve just had the worst fucking year of my life, ever since my girlfriend left, and seeing you mess around with these guys hurts because I don’t want them to feel a fraction of the way I have.”

“Oh, Nick,” you frowned, “Look, it’s not my intention to fuck around, I mean it. It’s just… Can I be really honest with you? And I mean pinky promise kind of honest, you won't tell the guys?”

“Always.” He said, holding his pinky finger out to you.

“I really like Noah, I think I always have, but sometimes he gives me the impression he doesn’t feel the same way. But then that night at the club when I met Vinny I feel like we instantly clicked. I feel like I’ve known him my whole life and I’ve never felt this way about anybody before. He got upset when he found out what me and Noah got up to that night, and I told him that there's nothing between me and Noah, y'know, I told him we aren't exclusive or anything. So he asked me on a date, it kinda didn’t go to plan and yes, I fucked Vinny on the bus last night, and then I also fucked everything up between us by telling him I just want to have fun whilst we're on tour and not have to be tied down to one guy, I don't care how that makes me sound! I like Noah and Vinny, Vinny knows I like Noah, but Noah has no idea about Vin and-”

“You’re in quite a predicament,” Nick sighs, pressing his lips together, “Have you talked to Noah about that night, the two of you on the bus?”

“No, we sort of just pretended like it never happened.”

“I think you need to talk to him, y/n.”

“Talk to who? What’s going on?” Noah asked, standing by the door, “I wondered where you guys got to.”

“Can I talk to you, Noah?" You ask as Folio gives you a smile and slips past you back into the room.

“Of course, what’s up?” He asks, shutting the door behind Nick as he followed you over to the end of the hallway, making sure nobody else heard what you were about to talk about.

“I… What are we, Noah?" You blurted it out, afraid to even look up at him, "I can’t keep pretending like there’s nothing going on between us.”

“Whatever you want us to be.” Noah says, noticing how upset you had gotten. He puts a hand out to you and pulls you up. “Is this all that’s bothering you?”

You nod your head, wiping the tears away from your eyes.

“I really like you Noah, but whilst we're on tour to commit to anything. How would it look if Bad Omens suddenly have this new photographer then it comes out that she's with the lead singer, everyone will hate me, especially your fans, other bands won't take me seriously, I might not get booked if they think you're the reason I got a way in, they'll think I'm just doing it to get to you, do you see where I'm coming from?” As you finish rambling, Noah nods his head.

“I do, and it's a shame you have to think like that, but if it's something that's going to put our careers at risk then we have to put that first for now," he says, brushing your hair away from your face, tucking it behind your ear, “We can just keep things casual, helping each other out when we need it.” He smirked, and you couldn’t help but smile. He was so pretty up close, you were more than jealous.

“I’d like that.” You smiled, looking up at him.

There was a comfortable silence between the two of you as Noah’s hand raised to your chin, his finger pulling your face up for him to capture your lips with his own as he leaned down, his other hand on your waist, pulling you closer to him as you hesitantly arms wrapped around his neck.

As you kissed you thought about how his lips felt on yours, and how the warm feeling was growing in your stomach, similar to how you felt with Vinny last night. However with Vinny, that warm feeling was replaced by electricity, adrenaline, it made you want to come back for more. It was addictive, whereas Noah felt safe, homely even. However, the moment was quickly over as you opened your eyes, suddenly spotting Vinny stood by the door, his face paled as he quickly turned back around, before you could even push away from Noah.

“Sorry,” Noah apologised as you shoved him off of you, “Shit!”

“Hey, no, it’s okay! I was into it, wanted it! It’s just I really need to pee! Pre-show nerves!” You laughed nervously, running off to the bathroom.

You locked yourself in a stall and finally allowed yourself to breathe before quickly sent a text to Angela asking if she could come and talk, but she didn’t see it, you assumed she was doing the guys’ makeup. You checked the time on your phone, knowing that Motionless were set to go on at 6, so if you waited a little while you could hopefully avoid Vinny and the terrible guilt you’d feel in his presence and then rush out on to the stage with your camera.

When your phone vibrated in your hand, you looked to see a text from Matt.

“Is everything okay? Noah said you ran off to the bathroom all of a sudden.”

“Need a tampon or something? I could go and get some?”

You laughed at Matt’s text, but found it quite wholesome that he was willing to do that.

“No, I'm okay!” You replied, followed by,

“Have miw gone out yet?”

“Yeah they just went on, you better run out there!”

“Vinny was asking about you.”

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circle-with-me · 1 year ago

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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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circle-with-me · 10 months ago

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“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.”

i beg your fucking pardon????? 🫠😵‍💫

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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Vinny Mauro x female reader

Kinktober day 11. Make up sex, mutual masturbation.

Fighting with Vinny was hard. He was such a sweet person that when the two of you fought it always made you feel so guilty.

But this time it was different. You were mad as hell and him getting his way with a sweet smile every time was making you sick. You surely loved him but dating a man-child was exhausting sometimes, especially when you needed to have a serious discussion with him.

-Babe?

You heard him call you. Your back against him in the bed you didn't even deign to answer.

But he did it again and again until you finally responded.

-What? I'm trying to sleep if you can't guess.

-Oh come on, don't go to sleep mad at me.

You sighed.

-I do what I want Vin, now go to sleep or go in the living room, I don't care but leave me alone.

Shoot, you were really mad. This time his sweet words wouldn't get him out of the situation. Sinking yourself deeper in the bed you closed your eyes, wishing to sleep.

But an hour later you were still awake, roaming in the bed angrily. You were so tense that you could just break a brick with your fist if you wanted to.

Turning yourself to face Vinny you checked on him as he was resting peacefully.

-Oh fuck you, already sleeping like a baby.

You grumbled, turning again in the bed to face the ceiling.

-I don't sleep.

His response surprised you but you didn't look at him, not wanting to give up by seeing his sweet face. You didn't respond either, crossing your arms on your chest.

He sighed as you felt him shift next to you. Still ignoring him you focused on the ceiling. What a pretty color it had.

-So, you won't look at me but you won't let me sleep either?

Yes. You were being an ass but anger was keeping you awake and him being the cause of this anger you decided that he didn't deserve to sleep before you.

Still lost in your thoughts you felt him move closer to you, one of his hands going to rest on your stomach. You shivered at the contact, finally giving him a look.

Turning your face quickly, you found him way much closer than you thought he was. If only you moved a little you would be able to kiss him. But no, you were angry, this was not even an option. Shaking your mind you stared at him. Focusing on his eyes.

-Hey. He smiled a bit, happy that you stopped ignoring him.

-Don't "hey" me. You whispered coldly, turning your head back to the ceiling to hide your trouble.

Yup still mad, he got that. Talking to you was definitely useless.

Without a word, his hand left your stomach to go under your shirt, gently caressing your skin.

His calloused hand stroked your belly, drawing circles as he moved his body closer. His hand kept moving on your chest, quickly going for your breast. It startled you as you turned your head back to him. What did he even think he was doing?

Frowning severly your brows you questioned him in silence.

-Shhh, it's alright.

His fingers started to play with your boob, making you want to sigh.

-I get it, you're mad but you're so tense you're gonna snap like a rubber band. Let me help you, hm?

Your gaze back to the ceiling again you stayed silent. His hand was going on with his caresses, making you relax a little.

Still, you protested.

-Leave me alone Vin. I'm definitely not in the mood for your bullshit.

He groaned, not happy with your answer. Shifting next to you he changed the tone of his voice.

-You may not be but I know you. You’re so stubborn that you'll fuck with me till you calm down. And I desire to sleep.

His deep voice making your insides twitch.

-So now, face me baby. He whispered more gently. Please.

This time you did as he said, shifting your body to rest on your side.

-Good, thank you.

-Hm.

You closed your eyes as his hands went to grab your hip, caressing your skin again in slow movements. You might not be in the mood but it had something really soothing. You were still mad but your heart calmed down a little.

You started to sigh of wellness, melting under his touch.

-Tell me when I go to far, alright?

You only nodded, keeping your eyes closed. His fingers traveling on your upper body, you started to long for his touch. Your breath deepening each time he caressed your lower stomach.

His lips found their way to your forehead, kissing it as his hand kept going down.

He quickly went for the strip of your pajamas, playing with it a little before lowering his touch again. His fingers started to skim over your pelvis, caressing you cautiously as he was focusing on your face, looking for every expression you could make.

His lips kissing the top of your head again, you continued to crave his touch, unconsciously spreading your legs a little to welcome him. Maybe that now you were in the mood.

Vinny being Vinny you knew since the beginning that you would give up if you listened to him a little too much.

His hand moved on your thigh, grabbing it as his lips were still brushing on your face, leaving slight kisses.

Rising closer to your slit, he teased you making you whimper softly.

-Fuck. You see how wet you already are?

Hell yes, you were. All his previous touches and the sound of his hoarse voice aroused you so much.

You only hummed at him, your head dipping closer to his body, looking for some contact.

-Kiss me Vin. Please.

His free hand went for your chin, raising your head up to him. His lips came for yours as he started to kiss you delicately.

The more he kissed you the more you panted in his hands. Goosebumps everywhere on your skin, you moved your legs against the arm he dipped in your pants as you tried to provoke more friction. But all it did was making him play with you even more.

Impatient, you broke the contact of your lips as you tried to look at his expression in the darkness of the room.

He was as out of breath as you were and you swore you saw his cheeks reddening a little. Oh god, how hot he was looking like that. Butterflies left your stomach as you kept staring at him, the glimpse of a needy expression settling on his face.

Your hands playing with the bottom of his shirt you started to whisper against his lips.

-Let me touch you.

He approved quickly as he continued to caress between your thighs.

With haste, your hands passed through the elastic of his sweatpants as you found him as hard as a rock. Teasingly you started to caress the tip of his member with your thumb, stroking him a little.

You heard him groan quietly. You chuckled a bit as his jaw clenched, happy to play with his nerves too. But Vinny didn't let that happen too much, quickly rubbing his finger on your clit.

You gasped at the sensation, biting your lips to not be too noisy but he did it again and again making you moan louder each time. That asshole touched you so well, knowing exactly where he needed to insist.

Your stomach starting to tighten you abruptly took your hand out of his pants.

-Wait a second. You sighed, almost whining at this point.

Frustrated he frowned his brows, slowing the movements of his fingers. Your lips going for his, you put your hand in your pants caressing yourself urgently. Oh god, it was really wet down there he wasn't lying.

Still kissing him passionately you put your hand back in his pants, rubbing your wet fingers on him.

He cursed violently, breaking your kiss as he stiffened. Definitely not expecting that, he closed his eyes focusing on the touch of your hand, pumping him slowly. You whispered against his lips, stroking him harder.

-You know I'm still mad, right?

Liar, you were not.

-Yeah, yeah... He responded back, his mouth crashing on yours, more needy than ever.

You both started to lose your minds, each of your movements being more chaotic than the one before. Moving your hips against each other you kept moaning loudly.

Vinny was going crazy, his hair getting all over his face as he kept groaning.

-Holy shit baby don't stop. His voice was so hoarse, almost breaking.

You continued as you did, feeling him on the verge of coming as the movements he applied between your thighs became more and more confused.

He swore one last time, coming in your hand as his breathing became erratic. His hand still against you he continued his movements, not wanting to let you down.

Even if they were messy, they were enough to make you come. The view of Vinny's orgasm made your insides twitch as you bent over him.

Both of you panting, you spent minutes without moving as you tried to catch your breath.

Vinny moved first, going straight to the bathroom in your room.

-I really meant it when I said that I was sorry baby.

You sighed, going up to clean yourself after him.

-I know Vin, I know. I'm not really mad but you need to understand that you are pissing me off sometimes. Sorry or not.

He nodded as you went back to the bed, laying down in the covers. His arms came to surround you as you sinked into his embrace.

-I know, I'll do better next time I promise.

You hummed at him, already peacefully falling asleep in his arms. The argument from earlier disappearing far away from you.

-Good night. He kissed the top of your head, gently keeping you in his arms.

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