Mario Selman smut || m.s

04

"Shit. No, go back to sleep babe." In a daze, I heard Mario's voice after having been pulled from sleep by the sound of a guitar falling onto carpet, the strings singing softly. I squinted against the morning sun as I propped myself up on my forearms to see Mario in his boxers, holding a guitar and looking at me guiltily.
"Is your guitar okay?" I asked sleepily. Mario did a quick once over of his guitar before turning to me again.
"Why is your first instinct to worry about my guitar? We spend too much time together. It's ok, baby, go back to sleep." Mario whispered, setting the guitar against the wall and running a hand through his hair. His movements were jittery and nervous, making me sit up further in concern.
"Mario, what's wrong?" I asked. He didn't look at me as he moved into the bathroom, where the shower was already running.
"Nothing, baby, I'm just going to take a shower. Go back to sleep." He said after a pause, leaning through the doorway to look at me. I shook my head and suppressed a yawn, throwing off the covers and crawling out of bed. "Sweetheart, go to sleep." He said again, nearly begging. I waved off the idea as I approached him, resting my hand against his cheek and gazing sleepily up at him.
"No, something's wrong. Is it your show tonight?" I asked. Mario looked down at me, chewing his lip before nodding reluctantly.
"I don't feel like I've rehearsed enough." He admitted. I shook my head and wrapped my arms around his bare torso.
"Babe, you know these songs like the back of your hand. You're going to be fantastic." I assured him before pulling away slightly to look at him again. "Let's get in the shower, yeah? I'll join you." I offered. Mario gave me a small smile and a nod, pressing a kiss to my forehead. I patted his chest and moved away from him, wiggling out of Mario's t-shirt and my underwear while he slipped out of his boxers. He held my hand to support me while I got in the shower and pulled him in after me. I shivered and wiggled around Mario so I could get under the warm water. Mario laughed as I jogged on the spot to warm myself up, and started rubbing his hands up and down my arms. I smiled up at him and pulled him under the water by his wrists, cuddling against his chest as the water ran over us. Mario wrapped his arms over my shoulders and kissed the top of my head.
"I love you." He said softly. I hummed and turned my head to pepper kisses across his chest.
"I love you too. Let me wash your hair for you." I said, stepping out of the water. Mario smiled down at me.
"How are you going to reach the top of my head, dweeb?" He teased. I scoffed and hit him gently on the chest.
"Get on your knees. And don't call me a dweeb." I replied. Mario laughed and stepped towards me, looking at me as he lowered himself to his knees.
"I'll stop calling you a dweeb when you stop being a dweeb." He retorted as I poured his shampoo into my hand. I scoffed as I started lathering it into Mario's dark curls, massaging his scalp as I did so. Mario hummed at the feeling, closing his eyes. I smiled at his relaxation and styled his hair into a mohawk using the suds. When he felt what I was doing, Mario opened his eyes and peered up at me. "Does it look good?" He asked. I leaned back to admire my handy work and giggled, nodding. Mario smiled and grabbed my hips, pulling me towards him and blowing a raspberry on my stomach. I laughed even more, squirming as I tried to rinse the shampoo from his hair with the shower head. I felt him smile against me before stopping and pulling his head away. His hands stayed and traced up and down my hips and down my legs, leaving goosebumps in his wake as I lathered conditioner into his hair now.
"Feel nice, baby?" I asked as he closed his eyes and nodded while I massaged his scalp. I smiled and rinsed the conditioner out, putting the shower nozzle back on it's holder when I was done. Mario stayed on his knees, starting to press open mouthed kisses to my lower stomach while I laced my fingers in his hair. "Mario," I warned breathily as his kisses lowered to my hip and then my thigh. He hummed against my skin before kissing my heat and letting his tongue slip between my folds. I squirmed and unintentionally tightened my grip on his hair, making him moan into me while he lapped at my slit slowly. He continued licking and sucking at my clit, his hands gripping the back of my thighs as he worked me until I came with a shuddering breath of his name, my knees weakening. Mario pulled away and licked his glistening lips with a self-satisfied grin.
"Feel nice, baby?" he asked, mimicking my previous words. Unable to find my voice, I nodded breathlessly. Mario smiled and stood, his hands running up the back of my thighs to cup my butt and pull me closer to his wet, naked body. I smiled into his kiss, running my hands up his smooth chest.
"I was trying to make you relax, and then you make me cum. How does that work?" I laughed lightly against his lips. Mario grinned and guided us back until he could close me in against the shower wall, a hand on either side of my head.
"Sorry?" he laughed. I grinned and shook my head, kissing him again. "You know I like to make you feel good though, babe. The way you squirm under my touch. I love it." he smirked. I rolled my eyes, trailing my hands down and wrapping my hand around his shaft, pumping him into his full hardness.
"You say that like you're the only one who has any power." I grinned, raising an eyebrow at him as he groaned and buried his head into the crook of my neck, thrusting into my hand. Mario kissed the skin of my neck.
"Can I fuck you?" he asked, his voice gruff and warm against my skin. I bit my lip, shuddering at the thought, and nodded, pulling my hand away to guide his head to my breasts, where he started kissing and sucking and palming at my boobs. I sighed in pleasure, grinding against his erection. Mario moaned against my chest and pulled away again, his hands going to the back of my thighs and lifting my easily, resting me against the wall. He met my gaze and I smiled at him, finding myself rush with affection for him in the midst of it all.
"I love you." I said as he sank himself into me, grinning broadly.
"I love you too." he said, his voice fading into a grunt as he bottomed out and made me gasp. "Fuck, so much." he groaned, pulling out and sliding back in again. I moaned as he pumped in and out of me steadily, stretching me and hitting me in the right place every time. Mario met my lips in a sloppy kiss, moaning into my mouth.
"Keep going, baby, faster." I urged, moving to kiss his neck. Mario groaned and readjusted his grip on my thighs to hit a new angle, thrusting faster and harder, my tailbone digging into the shower wall. My fingers dug into his shoulders as he panted in my ear, the knot in my abdomen tightening with each pump of his hips.
Together, with our wet skin rubbing and slapping against each other's, we came to our climax. I came first, letting out a moan that barely sounded human. Mario came shortly after, his thrusts becoming sloppy before he pulled out and came on my stomach, his cum dripping down my stomach and along his dick resting against me. Mario rested his forehead against mine, both of us struggling to regain our breath before he moved me away from the wall back under the stream of the shower, any evidence washing away with the water down the drain. Slowly he let me back down to my feet, still holding me close. I kissed his chest and rested my head against it, looking back up at him when I felt him laugh.
"You sounded like a fucking racoon when you came." he chuckled. My jaw dropped and I hit him playfully on the shoulder, stepping out of the shower.
"Don't be an ass." I said as I wrapped myself in one of the fluffy, white hotel towels, watching him come out once he turned off the shower. He was still grinning, coming to kiss me but I swerved and avoided him. "Go away! I don't like you anymore." I cried, running away from him into the hotel room, dropping my towel as I fled. Mario laughed and chased after me, his arms wrapping around my middle as he tackled me onto the bed. I let out a cry of complaint as his weight fell on me, pushing my back into the mattress. Mario laughed and pulled away, hovering over me.
"What's wrong?" he asked. I rolled my eyes and shoved him away, laughing.
"First of all, you're fat and heavy, and second of all, I think you broke my fucking tailbone." I complained, rolling onto my stomach. Mario crumpled in laughter.
"I'm fat, am I?" he asked, putting his arms under his head and grinning. I rolled my eyes and hit him repeatedly, but lightly, on his hard abs.
"Yes, fat." I complained. Mario laughed and caught my hands, kissing them before his eyes moved to my bare ass, making me roll my eyes.
"Oh shit," Mario burst into laughter as his eyes gravitated upwards a little. I twisted to try to see what he was looking at.
"What?" I asked, looking back to him. Mario laughed and reached out, his fingertips grazing my tailbone and making me flinch away.
"You're already bruising." he said, falling back on the bed in laughter. I laughed too, burying my head in his chest.
"Stop laughing! That's your fault!" I cried. Mario kept laughing.
"As I recall, you were the one going 'Oh! Mario! My handsome prince! Faster, faster!'" he said, imitating me in a high pitched voice, over exaggerating moans. I hit him again, my cheeks reddening.
"I never called you a handsome prince, you asshat! And I don't sound like that!" I defended myself. Mario laughed and pulled me closer to him by my hips, burying his face in my neck and planting kisses on my collarbone.
"You sound exactly like that." he countered.
"No I don't."
"Exactly like that."
"Nope."
"Yep."
"Maybe a little. But you're an ass for saying so." I gave up. Mario chuckled.
"Maybe a little." he agreed, pausing for a moment. "Thank you for everything, baby. I was feeling shitty this morning, but I love you and you always make me feel better. Thank you." he said softly. I smiled, lacing my hands in his damp hair.
"You know, it was my pleasure." I giggled, feeling Mario's smile against my neck.
"I know it was. You sounded like a racoon."
"You ruined it, Mario."