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🌟🍋💌 Worship (Mirio x Female!Reader)

*♡request for aaaaaaot♡*

"You look so beautiful," Mirio said, his eyes shimmering with adoration as he gazed at you. You felt a blush creep up your cheeks, a mix of embarrassment and pleasure. You had always felt self-conscious about your body, but the way he looked at you made you feel like the most gorgeous person in the world.

He gently traced the curves of your hips with his fingers, sending a delicious shiver down your spine. His touch was feather-light, as if he was afraid to break you, but you knew from experience that he was capable of much more than gentle caresses. He leaned in and kissed the spot just below your ear, his warm breath sending a ripple of goosebumps across your skin.

Mirio took his time, savoring every inch of you. His eyes roamed over your body with the intensity of a sculptor admiring their finest work. He kissed your neck, his lips trailing down to your collarbone, where he paused to plant a series of soft kisses. His hands moved to cup your breasts, his thumbs brushing over your nipples until they peaked. The sensation was electric, and you couldn't help but arch into his touch.

With a soft groan, you tangled your fingers in his hair, pulling him closer. He responded by taking one of your nipples into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue until you gasped. His teeth grazed against the sensitive skin, a delicate bite that made you moan. His free hand slid down your stomach, the calluses on his palm providing a delightful friction as he approached the juncture of your thighs. He slipped his hand into your panties, his touch growing bolder as he found you already wet and waiting for him.

Mirio's eyes darkened with desire as he pulled away to look at you. "You're so perfect," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. You felt a thrill of power at the sight of this usually confident man reduced to a state of need by your body. He pushed your panties aside and slid two fingers inside you, stroking you slowly at first, then picking up the pace as he watched the pleasure build on your face. His thumb circled your clit, applying just the right amount of pressure to make you whimper.

You could feel the tension coiling in your core, your muscles tightening around his fingers. Your breathing grew ragged, and your hips began to rock against his hand. He leaned in to kiss you again, his tongue mimicking the rhythm of his fingers. The feeling was overwhelming, and had you clinging to him, desperate for more.

As you approached the edge of climax, Mirio withdrew his hand, leaving you panting and trembling. He pulled off his own clothes, his eyes never leaving yours. His cock stood proudly, flushed and erect. He positioned himself between your legs, his tip teasing your entrance.

With a final kiss that seemed to meld your souls together, he pushed inside you. You gasped at the feeling of fullness, his length stretching you. He was careful, inching deeper with a tenderness that spoke of his worship for your body. You wrapped your legs around him, urging him closer, needing all of him.

Mirio's hips began to move in a slow, deliberate rhythm that had you writhing beneath him. He watched your every reaction with a fierce intensity, as if he could read your soul through the way your body responded to his. His movements grew more demanding, each thrust sending waves of pleasure crashing through you.

As he worshiped you with his cock, his hands continued their exploration. He caressed the curve of your waist, the dip of your belly button, the flare of your hips. He traced the lines of your thighs and the softness of your skin, as if committing every detail to memory. His thumb found your clit again, and the combination of his relentless pounding and precise touch sent you spiraling over the edge.