Midas x Reader ~one shots~

Show Me What You Hide ~smut~

~~OK OK SO, It's finally here! We finally get to peg Mr Boss Man, this one's gonna be soft tho, Praise Kink, Soft Sex, Dom!Reader, Sub!Midas, and sweet Aftercare, the most important thing (my Switch ass is gonna thrive with this one)~~

The man gasped, his eyes snapping shut as his hands balled into fists, his back arching beautifully as his sweat covered body shined from the light passing though the window. He let out a string of moans, or mumbled curses, he didn't know anymore.
Sleek fingers caressed his tensed back, nails slightly scratching his shoulders as the woman placed opened mouth kisses down his spine, "You're doing so good Midas", he just let out a sigh at the praise, his body relaxing and flexing under her ministrations.
The lube covering her fingers was cold, but oddly soothing on his hot body. "I...I think I'm ready" he whispered, she was preparing him for almost ten minutes now, even if he denied being anxious about the whole deal, the woman knew better, the way his face would scrunch everytime her hands would go near his bottom hadn't gone unnoticed.
Her skilled fingers stopped, her mouth turning into a smirk, "Are you sure love?", her right hand softly grabbed his right ass cheek, palming it. Midas' whole body shuddered, his breath picking up again, this time with excitement for what was about to come, "Yes....please". Y/N chuckled at the need in his voice, "Ok love, but I want to make sure that I won't hurt you", Midas saw her hand reaching out to the lube out of the corner of his good eye, he would never admit it but he was glad that Y/N was being patient with him, making sure to throughly prepare him in fear of hurting him, the kind gestures made him feel fuzzy, an unknown feeling bubbling in his chest, his blush flushed redder than ever, she always knew how to fluster him, It was nice, having someone looking out for him for once. He snapped back after he heard the lube popping open, Y/N squeezed a generous amount of lube into her hand, coating her fingers before she positioned herself on his thighs, her right hand went back on his back, softly rubbing circles, was she trying to soothe him? Midas wasn't sure anymore, her lubed finger skimmed briefly over his hole, before applying a bit of pressure, her right hands never stopped massaging his muscles. He tensed a bit, before Y/N leaned towards him, kissing his cheek, then his nose, then his fluttering eyelids. With every kiss her finger went deeper into him, until it reached the knuckle. It wasn't.... bad per say, it didn't hurt as much as he thought, it was just weird, but at the same time, everytime he would flex his muscles around her finger, he could feel a spark of pleasure shooting up his spine, it made his toes curl, a low moan escaping his mouth. Y/N paused, her face relaxing into a calm smile, "I take it that you like it?", she coyly teased him, Midas' neck flushed red, his mouth snapping shut, "D-don't Ah....don't tease me", that won't do, Y/N quickly hooked the finger inside of him, his eyes shot open, a grunt of surprise escaping his sealed lips. Oh that was....that was good. "Midas, don't close your mouth, I want to hear you love", her hand caressed back his sweaty hair, before placing a kiss on his forehead. Midas shuddered, too stubborn to give up his pride so easily, the woman huffed, the smirk still present, "fine, have it your way then", Midas was confused, Y/N sat up, now hunching on her feet, before she slowly started to pull her finger out.
Midas breathed out a keen, his pleasure dissipating, out of reflex he clenched his muscles, his body trying to keep her in, "N-no! Please I'll....I'll do anything ah, just please...give me more", her finger stopped, half way out, "Good boy Midas", Y/N mumbled in his ear, before her finger went in again, a little rougher than last time, his breath hitched a little, not expecting her to just....thrust it back in, and then it was going out again, and before he knew it the finger picked up a steady peace, a mix of rough and hard push, just perfect for Midas' hips apparently, as they were trying to buck up everytime Y/N would withdraw it. "More...Y/N come on I can take it!", so that's how he's gonna play. Y/N grabbed his hips, perhaps with more force than she needed, effectively stopping them, "tsk tsk, you really think you get to order me around? When you have my finger in your ass?", a rougher trust made him keen in delight, before her hand grabbed his jaw, craning his head back as she softly nipped his neck, "Tell me my love, who's fucking you right now?", His breath hitched, her voice a low hum in his ear, gulping he bit his lip, "y...you are", her hand only tighten it's grip in his jaw, "What was that? Couldn't hear you darling", damn her and her sweet teasing, "You are!, you're the one fucking me Y/N!", he shouted out, already fed up by her teasing, her tongue slowly licked a stripe up his sweaty neck, "That's right, tonight you belong to me", everything went still for a moment, even the finger inside of him, a complaint was about to claw it's way out from his throat when a surprised moan took it's place, the feel of the extra stretch of her second finger joining the first took him off guard, but aside from the shock he also noticed how smoother it went in, his body now more used to the feeling.
When it finally reached the knuckle like the first one Midas had to close his eyes in bliss, his head lulling back into the pillow, it felt so much better with two, the pressure from the digits pressing the right spots, if it felt this good with only two fingers Midas could only immagine what he might feel with the actual strap.
Y/N quickly adjusted her hand, before slowly withdrawing her fingers, picking up a faster peace, basking with pride as the man under her gasped, withered and moaned with the pleasure she was giving him. Y/N purred at the power she had over the mighty boss of the Agency, "Look at you Midas, we should've done this much sooner", for the woman's surprise, Midas actually nodded, his glossy eyes locking into hers from over his shoulder, he was throughly fucked up, lips parted, blush burning on his cheeks and shoulders heaving with his ragged breaths, "more....please".
Y/N shuddered, her eyes widening a little, before a purr clawed it's way from her throat, "Of course Midas", leaning over him once again she kissed his shoulder, the pace of her fingers picking up speed, "Just hang a little more love".
Midas scrunched his face, her fingers felt amazing, but there was something....missing, his hips shifted a little, her fingers brushed against something. Midas suddenly tensed, his back arching beautifully as his mouth fell open with a strained shriek. What the fuck.
Everything froze, an awkward silence filling the once loud room.
Y/N blinked, a surprised look on her face, while the man under her was wishing with all his might to die on the spot, his blush reached his chest and shoulders, his face burying in the soft pillows in shame, ok he was cute, but his embarrassment didn't stop the curios woman, it just fed her need to make this powerful man come undone, so she tentatively grinded her fingers on the same spot once again.
His reaction didn't disappoint.
Midas snapped his head back, a moan ripping it's way out of his mouth, his eyes held confusion and slight fear of not knowing whatever the fuck was happening to him, but it was shadowed by the pure pleasure he was feeling, gulping he licked his lips, a habit he picked up when I felt shy or nervous, "M-more, please Y/N...I can't take it I....I n-need you", the only response he got was her hot mouth mouthing his spine, kissing and biting as she followed it's curve.
The heat in his lower stomach was getting unbearable, he knew that he would come if Y/N kept on touching....whatever was causing him so much pleasure, and at the thought of coming without experiencing the actual strap left a bitter taste of disappointment in his mouth.
Midas has never been a patient man, and that would not change tonight, even if Y/N absolutely loved teasing him, she also knew that he would certainly be disappointed in her if she was to let him come without a taste of the real deal, given the fact that she was the one who suggested trying this whole thing.
Kissing his back for the last time Y/N straightened up, thrusting her fingers for the last couple of times before she slowly slid them out, Midas only huffed, he felt empty, but that would change very soon, in fact, the woman's hands were already working on securing the strap's harnesses on her hips, "You've been good love, and now tell me, tell me what you want Midas" her hands grabbed his ass cheeks, with a gentle yet strong hold, massaging them and pulling them apart. Midas gasped, even if the strapped dildo wasn't touching them yet, he could feel his walls clenching, eager to be finally filled like he desired. His mouth spilled everything before he could even think of what to say, "you, I want you Y/N, I want you to fuck me please!" His voice wivering as he stuttered out pleases like it was a mantra, and like a god, Y/N answered his prayers, her hand slammed itself besides his head, while the other pulled one of his cheeks, the tip of the strap barely pushing against his stretched hole before she applied more strength, his muscles subconsciously tensed, before the hand that was previously on the side of his head slowly pet his hair, threading her fingers through his locks, "It's ok Midas, relax", he took deep breaths, his muscles unclenching, and before they knew it, the tip breached his ring of muscles.
Midas sharply inhaled, sure it's not like Y/N didn't prepare him, but her fingers were far thinner than the actual thing, but to be honest it didn't exactly hurt, he just felt.....stretched a little beyond comfort, but this was exactly what he wanted.
Y/N stilled, hearing his sharp intake of air, before he opened his eye, looking at her from his pillows, the golden honey of the eye was obscured by the fully dilated iris, "keep going.....please", his voice was raw, if not growlish, and smirking, Y/N complied, she adjusted her hands, both now grasping his hips in a steady grip, before she started to push forward again, inch by inch the strap entered, with each passing seconds Y/N felt less and less resistance from Midas' body, before finally, her hips rested neatly against his. Oh, oh. Midas felt much fuller than he thought, the stretch of the strap's shape made his muscles clench, shots of electricity running up his spine, he absolutely and undoubtedly loved this. He felt like he was on fire, pleasure and desperation pooling deep in his guts, his breaths turning into short gasps, moans getting more frequent as his body adjusted further, he almost felt overwhelmed, but then, before he could even focus, Y/N was already moving, her hands still gripping his hips as she ever so slowly brought it out, making sure that the man underneath her could feel the grind of the strap's weight on his walls.
His moans were downright pitiful if he had to be honest with himself, Y/N had literally just started to move, not even thrust, she was being gentle, knowing that even if Midas was drugged on the pleasure she was giving him, it would only take one wrong step to hurt him, and she'd do that only if he were to ask her with his pretty whiny voice, maybe another time.
A particular high pitched moan broke Y/N out of her thoughts, Midas was starting to buck his hips after hers in a desperate act to get her to move faster, and judging by his face he didn't even noticed his erotic movements, eyes screw shut, brows furrowed and lips caught between his teeth as strained moans escaped every once in a while, "Faster...please just...ah..j-just move please!-", he was even prettier when he begged, absolutely adorable.
Y/N kissed his shoulder blades, but she complied nonetheless, only after getting Midas to beg a little more though, she placed her hands next to his head, her thighs clenching and then she just started to thrust, slowly and soft at first, giving him a more than nice taste of what he'll feel, and then she finally started to use her strength, everytime their skin would collide a wet smack would follow, accompanied by Midas' beautiful sounds.
If heaven existed Midaz was sure to be living it, his groans felt foreign for his ears, but by God he wasnt going to stop them, it felt too good, and if Y/N's thrusts weren't enough, the force of them was starting to rock his body with their strength, making his now very erected dick rub against his silk sheets, his stomach's muscles were starting to tense once more, the heat travelling deep down between his legs.
"Y-Y/N i-" a sharp thurst cut him off, a sob wrecking through him, "I'm gonna come.....". That seemed to catch the woman's attention, her hips coming to an alt, much to the man's displeasure, "you're close love? But we just started", her fake mocking voice made him sigh in annoyance, his orgasm was starting to disappear, but then his eyes widened, the strap left his body, her arms wrapped around his torso pulling him up towards her, before she squeezed herself underneath him, now laying between his parted legs with her back probed against the pillows.
This was....highly embarrassing for Midas, he felt exposed, vulnerable even, her gaze wasn't even shy, her eyes racking all over his body, starting from his knelt legs, his tensed thighs, and then lingering long enough on his erection for him to shudder with new found shame, she could see everything like this. That was probably her plan from the very beginning, she was just waiting for him to finally dance on the edge of his orgasm so that she could feast off of everything he was trying to hide, and Midas found himself not caring, her face held an accomplished expression, her eyes challenging him, and gulping he took it. Placing one hand on her stomach for support, the other went down taking the base of the strap in his palm, the plastic was slick from the lube, sucking in through his teeth Midas adjusted his position, his hips lowering a little to give him better access, and just as he was to slide down he smirked, the hand wrapped around the strap twitched as golden tendrils engulfed the plastic.
Y/N's eyebrows rose, not expecting Midas to use his power for something like this, and the she laughed, resting her hands on his hips, Midas chuckled along with her, before a twitch of his dick reminded of more important urges his body needed.
He once again gripped the now solid golden strap, before he finally, oh finally, lowered himself on the dildo, the drag of it's girth making him once again moan before his skin touched hers.
He stilled, breathing uneven, he felt much fuller, the tip of the strap was pushed directly against his spot, he felt dizzy, his vision hazy and placing both of his hands against her abdomen he just..... bounced on her, slowly at first, testing the new sensation of the direct stimulation, his hips weren't exactly used to the movements he was doing, used on being to one being rode.
He was sloppy at first, his hips stuttering, Y/N took notice of this, and using the man's concentration she slowly bent her knees, planting her feet down, her hands gripping his waist tighter, and tentatively she begun to thrust up to him, following the moves of his body.
He gasped, blunt nails scraping her soft flesh, and before they knew it they felt into a soft yet decisive rhythm.
It wasn't fast and rough, it wasn't bites, bruises and strong, you couldn't call this sex, this was love making, and Midas felt himself craving this gentleness in his life. He blinked away his tears, as he opened his eyes, he felt incredibly hot, and the sight under him wasn't helping; Y/N was covered in a thin sheet of sweat, her brows furrowed in concentration as her muscles contracted and relaxed with every thrust. He was in trance, he didn't even realized he was leaning in until their lips brushed. It was soft, unexpected and shy, but not unwelcomed, it was their first kiss since it all started, their gazes locked, and Midas was amused watching a soft blush appearing on her sweaty face.
A rough thrust made him chocke on his saliva before he moaned through strained teeth, her moments were getting sharper, stronger but not rougher. A hand wrapped around his dick, grip soft and he sobbed, his muscles felt tight in his lower abdomen, an intense heat steadily pulsing and spreading in his crotch, his orgasm approaching faster than before.
His head leaned forward, body following, his hips grew restless, now desperate to feel his orgasm, "P-please I....Y/N I'm gonna come aH!" His voice was raw, a little scratchy from all the noises he was making. Y/N nodded, too preoccupied in observing his body's reaction to answer with her voice. The hand that was once only resting on his dick started to slowly pump it, thumb circling the tip everytime she would come up, "Come Midas, let me see you making a mess of yourself".
And just like that he came, vocal cords straining on a throaty scream, his back arched, his muscles tensing all at once, even the gold on his arms spread a little, tendrils reaching his shoulder, then he slumped, his forehead resting on her collar bones.
Y/N huffed, feeling his body weight squishing her a little, but she didn't dare move him, even if the feeling of his cum now drying on her stomach made her cringe. Midas panted for a few minutes, before he shifted his hips, shivering as he felt the strap leave his body. He was tired, he only didn't think this....activity would drain him this much. He shifted a little, falling on his side before he tucked his head under her chin brining her closer, "I...I understand now why you want to cuddle everytime we have sex", Y/N burst out laughing, hands running through Midas' hair, "Well, you finally got to experience it love!", Midas only nodded, feeling rather sleepy, they could wash later, now all that matter to Midas was being here with her, and with a smile on his lips, he fell asleep listening to her laugh.