Aesthete | Luxiem

🦊 ┃ Room 69 (🔞)

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Room 69
-smut-

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Settings
Bedroom ✒ 9:32AM

Characters
Uriah ✒ You
Mysta ✒ Boyfriend

Timeline
Started Writing ✒ 12:35AM
Finished Writing ✒ 1:58AM

Status
Edited ✒ Published

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The aroma of saltwater scented the entire room. As Uriah stepped her foot inside, she can't help but admire the astonishing view from the window in front of her. There, she saw a vast spread of waves from afar as they neared themselves to the warmth of the sand. This forth-floor hotel room that Mysta picked had the best view. Uriah found that ironic, considering that the room number was sixty-nine.

Soon after, Mysta came in the room with the same reaction as her who's now lying peacefully on the bed that's just beside the young lad. He was carrying all the luggage. Luckily, it wasn't that heavy since it was only filled with clothing and some necessities for their two days and one night stay.

Mysta puts down the bags just below the window sill as he tiredly drifted his way towards the bedroom. He jumped up, directly landing on the spare space next to her.

"I'm so tired," Mysta sighed in exhaustion.

"I think I can help with that," a voice spoke.

Uriah's gaze directly fixated itself towards the door. She saw a hotel staff with blankets on her arm and a folder on the other. Mysta's gaze followed afterwards. He was then astonished at how beautiful she looked and Uriah immediately noticed.

"We can provide the best comfort. You can call us anytime by using the phone next to the bed. Here are blankets and a dinner menu. Kindly enjoy your stay," the staff continued while maintaining a smile on her face.

"Thank you," Uriah replied, plastering the same wide smile on her lips.

The staff then left the room, leaving the blankets and menu on the table near the door that she closed as she exited. Mysta's eyes trailed her while she inched away. Uriah found this as an opportunity to grab the blankets, only to throw it at the boy's face. He abruptly grunts, forcefully removing it afterwards.

Uriah neared him. Her expression suddenly changed. She seemed playful and Mysta immediately noticed.

"Oh, I can help with that," she mimicked the staff's tone annoyingly.

"What? You're jealous?" Mysta laughed.

Seconds later, the young lad copied the playful gaze she's showing. He then looked at her from top to bottom.

"Help me then," he continued, copying the annoying tone she did earlier.

Uriah felt her cheeks heat up. Her heart started racing. She wasn't expecting him to play along. Her awkward stance was enough for Mysta to know that she was speechless. He found this chance to stand up from the bed to near her. Once in front of her, his thumb found contact of her chin. He raised her head with it, allowing her to look at him directly through his eyes.

He smirked. That made her feel butterflies.

"I said help me," Mysta insisted, "Standing there won't do anything."

"What do you want me to do then?"

He shrugged while maintaining the smile on his face, "Sucky wucky?"

Uriah's eyes enlarged. With his thumb still glued on her chin, she had no control of looking away to hide her flustered face. Slowly, Mysta lets go. Both his hands trailed down to her wrists, guiding them to unzip and unbutton his jeans. Mysta wiggled his ass, allowing his pants to drip down his legs. Uriah looked below. She noticed he's already turned on.

"Suck," he states as he gestured his eyes downwards, pinning them back up to Uriah's shaking pupils.

She attempted to kneel down but she failed. Her eyes closed while she lets her heart flutter. Slowly, Mysta's grip lets go of her wrist. His hands hovered themselves on her waist, enveloping her afterwards. He neared his body with hers as if he's embracing her frail structure. Little did she know, his hands made their way on the garter of her shorts and underwear. He abruptly pulled the clothes down.

"I suck then?" he asked, teasingly.

Uriah averted her gaze to the wall beside her. Seconds later, she shyly nodded, showing consent at Mysta's bold action. The boy smiled, carrying her to the bed. She laid down and her hands immediately reached for the blankets to use them as cover for her face. Slowly, she opened her legs.

Mysta's tongue stickied out of his mouth as it directed itself on her clit. He poked it, teasing her with every nudge and he saw how she tightened her grip on the blanket. His lips immediately glued itself around, sucking on the clit while his tongue continued on rubbing.

Uriah moaned as she arched her back. Her grasp on the blanket strengthened. Mysta found this chance to insert one finger inside but it didn't move. It just stayed there as it angled itself where her good spot was. His tongue fastened it's phase. The suction from his lips began to tighten. Slowly, his finger arched itself up, repeating each movement afterwards.

She felt so close, but it wasn't enough. Her hands then lets go of the blanket, only to hold onto Mysta's hair. She pulled him nearer to her. He moaned as a response and Uriah got more turned on. She moaned back. Her breathing escalated as it hitched each second, back pouncing up and down everytime Mysta's finger hits her insides.

Her face started heating up. Her hole felt like it was closing in. She was so close to cumming, and Mysta noticed. Immediately, he stopped. He removed his finger as he inched away, removing the suction from his lips. Uriah highly arched her back while her grip on Mysta's hair separated.

She desperately wanted to cum so two of her fingers started rubbing her clit. The phase was extremely fast. Mysta suddenly removed his underwear, grasping onto his twitching member, only to jerk it off with the same fast phase.

They were both a moaning mess. With the blanket still on Uriah's face, Mysta had the best view of her as she rubbed herself. Then, she loudly moaned as she insterted two fingers inside to copy what Mysta did earlier but faster. She was a moaning mess, overpowering the boy's volume.

After a few seconds, she removed her fingers from the hole. She aggressively rubbed on her clit as liquid squirts itself out. The fluid directly landed on Mysta's face. While the squirting lessened it's strength, the liquid trailed down Mysta's body. Because of this, he exerted his full load. White cum shot itself up in the air, some of it landing onto Uriah's vagina and some on the edge of the bedsheet and on the floor.

Both of them heavily panted. Uriah's face was still hidden under the blanket, her hands tightening their grip on the said white cloth. Mysta just smiled while resting his legs on the floor. His hands supported his weight as it angled themselves behind him.

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Author's Note

This is my first time writing smut.
I hope it wasn't a disappointment!

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