𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 • 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

i'm unforgettable

+18 smut - bj, the two of them tying each other up, dirty talk, pet name, a little bit of sub!mase
word count: 3,7k

NOTES: this is not about their romance, there's no romance in fact, i tried to write something different and i hope you like it 🤗(maybe I SAID MAYBE will be the part 2 or more bc it's an open ending) - don't wait for fluffy

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Mason tried but he couldn't take his eyes off you since you walked into that club.

The tight white dress really caught his attention, as did the high heels with the red soles. The red lipstick made Mason want to smudge it all over your mouth with a kiss.

And you noticed him too 'cause Mason saw you look at him and smiled, taking a sip of your drink as you stared at him. It wasn't a normal club, the girls dancing on stage all night had only one goal, as did the men who danced shirtless and in suspenders.

Mason wasn't interested in any strippers, in fact he didn't come with that objective, he just decided to accompany the guys for a fun night. He just didn't expect to find something so interesting in a white dress and red lipstick.

And the best part is that you noticed him too.

You looked over your shoulder and walked to the bar, taking one last look at Mason before turning away. He didn't think twice before following you, ignoring his friends calling out to him.

You had your back to him and a dancer tried to stop Mason, but he just ignored her and kept walking towards you. Mason stood right behind you and you smiled because you knew he was going to follow you, and you turned in the seat to face him.

"Well, I thought it would take longer" you said and Mason smiled, shivering with your voice. He was mesmerized, Mason had never seen someone so beautiful. "Did you like what you saw?"

"I'm just thinking how much I like that red lipstick on your lips" he murmured and not even the loud music stopped you from understanding.

"I'm Mason, nice to meet you."

"I'm Y/n" you said and turned to order a drink, but Mason offered his glass to you. "What are you drinking?"

"Whiskey" he shrugged and you took a sip. Mason found the lipstick mark on the cup incredibly sexy.

"So Mason, what do you want?" you asked and Mason almost widened his eyes at you being so direct, but it was better this way than pretending you weren't interested.

"I- what?" he asked confused. "Well, it doesn't matter if you don't tell me what you want."

"I wanna have sex with you and never see you again."

Mason felt used, but maybe that's just what he does to some women. Mason prayed it was bad and he wouldn't have to see you anymore, because it would be a shame not to see such a pretty face again.

"Fine by me" he said even though it wasn't what he wanted to say to you. Mason would die to feel those lips just once.

Mason would be embarrassed to admit he was horny in the middle of a nightclub over a woman he hadn't even touched yet, but those eyes felt like they were fucking Mason every time you looked at his body. It had been a long time since he felt such a strong desire to have sex with a woman.

"Do you want to go to your house?" he asked, but you quickly shook your head and pointed at him. "Mine then."

Mason didn't even bother to say goodbye to the guys before grabbing your hand and pulling you out of the club, not before paying your bill and his. You didn't say anything on the way, you just sent a message to the girls letting them know you had left.