ACOTAR SMUT

Watch, Cassian

I can feel my heart pounding in my chest as Cassian stalks towards me, his dark eyes glinting in the golden light streaming from the sun setting in the window behind me.
He stops only once his toes meet mine. I feel arousal settle deep in my stomach. He brings out a hand, bringing it to my jaw to tilt it up so I met his gaze.
"What has had you so fascinated all this evening that you couldn't tear your gaze away from me for a single second?" He asks, his voice low, scratchy with his own desire.
I can't form the words to respond as I stand there. My tongue wets my lips. Cassian growls softly before wrapping his arms around me, spinning me in one fluid movement so I was facing the full length mirror before us.
"I'd like you to indulge me in all those pretty little fantasies you had going on inside your mind."
One of his hands unbutton my shirt, slipping between its silk and sharply pinching my nipple. I gasp loudly.
"But they weren't pretty, were they?"
He says the words against my neck, moving soft kisses down onto my collarbone. I can feel his erection pressed against my lower back. I already look helpless in the mirror, panting as he continues playing lazily with my breasts.
He removes his hands to pull of my shirt. My pants drop soon afterwards. I'm left in the tiny g-string I had put on this morning. It's soaked through, the gleam of my wetness down the inside of my thigh.
"You were imaging me fucking you hard and mercilessly. Destroying your pussy until you were a blubbering mess, on your knees begging for me."
He pushes aside the scanty material, brushing a rough finger over my clit. My knees threatening to give out.
"Tell me how you want it, baby."
I push my hips forwards, against his hand so his finger on my clit pushes against my entrance.
"Use your words." He states, pulling back his hand.
"I want you to fuck me. Hard." I pant, my body begging for more as I lent against him, pushing against his dick behind me.
"With my fingers or my cock?"
"Fingers. First."
"Fingers..." He mutters, hardly giving me a moment to comprehend before two push inside of my fast, up to the knuckle. I tremble against him, my hand gripping tightly into his arm around me, hard enough to leave mail marks on his beautiful golden skin.
He begins thrusting, faster and faster, so deep. I moan, my hips moving to get a better angle.
"Is this how you want it?" He asks, his other hand playing with my breast as his mouth continues trailing over my body.
I gasp loudly as he curls his fingers at the end of a thrust. "Yes."
He cups his hand wider over me, his thumb rubbing over my clit.
I am too caught up in the pleasure to notice the hand on my breast had been removed until his pants fall to the ground behind me.
My attention goes back to the pleasure coursing my body as he flicks a thumb over my clit, stilling his fingers movement inside of me as he waits for my attention to go back to the image in the mirror.
Only once he sees I am watching where his fingers slide into me does he begin moving again.
The sounds of my moans fill the air as he goes harder. I collapse around his fingers, his warm weight on my back keeping me centred as I orgasm.
As I come down, he removes his fingers and, without pausing, moves his body closer, guiding his dick into me in one long thrust.
He sinks easily in with my wetness, but I gasp in the sensation of him filling me. He waits long enough for me to adjust, my body easing around his, before pulling back out to slide back in in one hard, fast movement.
One of his hand comes around my throat, holding me so I couldn't look away from the mirror as he ravaged my body. I was a mess. I come around him, my moans echoing loudly around the room.
"Get down on all four." Cassian states roughly in my ear, already pushing me down. I oblige easily. I was his to ruin.
He goes on knees behind me, bringing a hand to slap my arse as he pushes back into me. His thrusts are deep, rocking my body forwards. He keeps a hand in my hair, holding my head back so I was staring at the mirror, watching how his eyes rove over my body.
His gaze doesn't stray, leaving no doubt in my mind that I was the most glorious sight he had ever seen.
I come again. It doesn't take much with the dark, hungry look in his eyes. I want to please him.
"I want to watch you take my dick in your pretty mouth now."
I move up onto my knees, my legs trembling, and spin around to face him as he gets to his feet. I lick up the underside of his length and across the head before taking him in my mouth.
My hands move around him to grip his arse as his hands come to my hair again, gently cradling my head as he controls the pace of me taking him down my throat.
His eyes flicker between looking down at me, watching the view of his cock disappearing into my mouth time and time again, and the mirror, watching each dip of my head and the red marks on my arse from his slaps in the previous position.
It doesn't take him much to orgasm as well.
He cums in my mouth and I eagerly swallow before he pulls me up to standing. His arms wrap around my body, pulling our sweaty bodies close together as he kisses me roughly.
"You're fucking gorgeous." He whispers.
I smile, feeling the activities catching up to me as my limbs feel on the brink of collapse.
"Don't lie. I look like I have been thoroughly fucked and have been begging for more. Grovelling for it. On my hands and knees, crawling."
"You were still gorgeous doing it."
"That's good. It is a sight I am hoping you will want to see more of."
Cassian's smirk is all I need to know this will not be a one-off occasion, and I could feel the wetness once more between my legs in anticipation of what was to come.
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**unedited