Writing prompts (xReader One shots)

Satire- just Random smut

Dedicated to Mira (She forced me to do this, I'm not okay 😢)

Character; Insert ig
Fandom; None
Reader characteristics; Female oc insert
Trope; Smut, lovers

Warnings ; Mirror sex, Passionate sex, Black coded reader.

He lays soft kisses on your nape, his face buried into your collarbone while you were forced to watch it all through the mirror in front of you.

You looked a mess.

Your hair tasseled back and forth, drool dribbling down your chin as you tried to keep your eyes open. Your mind was muddled with no thoughts other than the feeling of his d*ck resting against your cervix.

The room was lit with vanilla scented candles, as the slow jazz music played in the background. The rose petals placed on the bed were now scattered all over the floor.

"You're so fucking gorgeous, Y/n" he groaned by your left ear in a hoarse voice, most likely exhausted from all the rough acts of passion.

His slow deep thrusts were starting to increase in speed, as he gripped onto your hips tighter. You could feel his muscles tense above you as you pushed back to meet his pace.

He groaned when your ass pressed back against him to met his crotch, pushing himself deeper into you.

You were getting closer to reaching your climax just a little more. He backed away from you till nothing but his tip was left inside you, except this time he didn't plunge back in like he did instead all he did was stay there.

"Mmnggg" You whined, you tried to move your hips, but he simply kept you still with his large hands digging into your pelvis.

He slowly pulls out. His breath ragged and damp hair clinging to the skin beneath.

Your hips fell, as you felt the warmth from his hands leave your body. You turn your head looking back towards him to see him putting on his clothes.

"W-wait... where are you... going" You say in between breaths, absolutely exhausted from your recent action.

"Don't take this the wrong way but.." He bit his lip. "I'm just not in the mood anymore, that and the author doesn't want to write this no more."

He then turned away from you and towards the corner of the room "Mira, I hope you liked it while it lasted cus you ain't getting anymore from me you selfish hoe 😕" He said, disappointed.

With that he left the room, leaving you sprawled on the bed, tired and confused.

A/n; I hate rushing smut, It just doesn't feel right without the context to build off of 😔. So this is all you're getting out from me, Mimi. 😡

Updated A/n; Found this in my drafts after I took it down when I believed my friend got the message 😒. But since I haven't gotten a request yet other than the one from my sister, Vv, I'll just leave this here for possible further readers 😘.