Mydei x reader dry humping. Please enjoy! 18+
Something that is shocking to most is that Mydei is actually very much a gentleman. Now, there's a huge difference between being a gentleman and being a romantic, but he tries and that's all that matters to you.
One thing about him is that he is so scared of accidentally hurting you by underestimating his own strength. Intimacy is a struggle and you're desperate at this point, he is too.
Tonight you're seated in his lap, facing him, curled up and comfortable in his embrace. He can't help but get hard, but who can blame him? He's got his sweet, loving girlfriend perched upon his thighs as she nuzzles into his neck.
He's not small by any means, and he knows you can feel the warmth and thickness of him through his lounge pants. As you adjust your position slightly to be more comfortable, his breath hitches. Even just that small reaction sent shivers up your spine and heat to your core.
His hands tightened on your waist, tensing momentarily before relaxing again. Thinking you may have made him uncomfortable, you mutter a soft "sorry."
"It's fine" he replies gruffly, "don't want you to be uncomfortable."
You smile against the crook of his neck and giggle quietly. "You're so caring, makes me feel special" you murmur, tightening your hold on him, unintentionally pressing your plush chest against him.
He closes his eyes and tries his best not to think about how good you feel, how warm and soft you are. Though his mind still ends up wandering to what it would feel like to rut his hips against yours as you whined in his ear at the friction.
You can practically see the tension between you. You have no doubt that you've completely soaked your underwear just from being in his lap. Your breathing gets a tad shallower and he notices, of course he notices.
"You alright?" he asks, his voice a low grumble next to your ear.
"Mhm" you practically whine, doing everything in your power to stop yourself from squirming and making a fool of yourself.
He makes a gruff sound in reply, then says, "You sure? Why're you so tense? ...Relax, I've got you."
Those soothing words have you melting against him, nuzzling into him like he's the comfiest thing you've ever laid on.
"M' alright, just...need you." you quietly confess, your small hands balling into fists on top of his broad shoulders.
He inhales sharply. "I know, I need you, too."
He experimentally rolls his hips against yours. "Feel that? That's all cause of you."
That has you letting out a soft mewl, your hips moving to chase his. He closes his eyes to keep himself in check, his hands squeezing your waist.
You decide to be bold and press a kiss against his neck, not realizing just how sensitive that area is for him.
"Fuck," he groans quietly, tilting his head slightly.
Making a small noise yourself, you place small kisses to his neck a few more times before pressing an open-mouthed kiss close to his collarbone. He can't help the way his hips shift against you automatically as he lets out a soft groan.
You exhale against his neck, so pent up that everything feels so, so good. He threads his fingers through your hair, gently bringing your face up to meet his eyes. His heart is heavy with the worry that he'll hurt you.
You see the hesitation clear as day, but also the desire just behind it. Cupping his cheek, you gently assure him, "Mydei, I trust you. I may be fragile at the hands of others, but you make me strong. That's one of the things I love about you." finishing with a peck to the tip of his nose.
"I love you," he says before pressing his lips so gently against yours that you wouldn't believe he was the king of Castrum Kremnos if you didn't already know it.
You part from the kiss just long enough to say, "I love you, too. So much."
Pressing your lips back to his, the kiss grows desperate very quickly. His large hand is cupping the back of your head and the other is planted firmly on your lower back.
His tongue traces the seam of your lips, and you immediately let him in, your own tongue eagerly sliding against his. The sensation has you reeling and you can't help but grind down on him, so desperate to relieve some of the pressure in your core.
He groans and pulls away from your lips, leaving you breathless as he kisses your neck. His hands begin to roam your body, eventually sliding under your shirt and cupping your bare tits in his palms.
"Fuck" he groans roughly, his voice a stark contrast to his hands as they gently massage and knead the soft flesh. His thumbs flicking over her nipples has you whimpering.
His hands move to the hem of your shirt, and he looks you in the eyes, waiting for permission to remove it.
"You can take it off," you say softly. That's all he needs before removing it in one fluid motion once you lift your arms.
"Aeons, you're beautiful." He says, not just staring at your chest, but at all of you. His words give you butterflies and send heat to your core.
His mouth finds yours once again and it's even more desperate than before. Your hips go back to slowly grinding against him as he cups your tits in his hands once again. This time he begins gently pinching your nipples between his thumb and pointer finger.
The sensation causes you to whine in his mouth, pulling away for air. He takes this chance to trail kisses down your neck until he gets to your chest.
His eyes meet yours as he takes a nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it and groaning. Your hips pick up the pace, and he's throbbing against his pants. His eyes flutter shut as your fingers run through his hair.
"Mydei" you whimper, all of the sensations clouding your brain.
"I've got you, just feel," he says, not even giving you a chance to respond before giving the same treatment to your other nipple.
His hips roll up to meet yours and he groans as you gently tug on his hair. Realizing he liked it, you do it again, but slightly harder.
"Fuck, keep doing that" he says before his mouth latches back onto your tits. He's barely holding on by this point. He can feel how his balls begin to tighten and he does everything he can to keep from coming.
Slowly but surely, you can feel yourself getting closer to the edge. Mydei's free hand moves to grab a handful of your ass, using that as leverage to grind harder against you.
"Please," you whine, now desperate to get off, "gonna come soon."
He moans, actually moans against your chest. "Come for me, baby."
The ball of tension coils so tightly and you know you're going to come hard. Your fingers involuntarily tighten in his hair, making his cock throb and leak.
You come with a moan of his name, your thighs shaking with the force of your orgasm. Once your hips slow down some, his mouth lets go of your tit with a soft, 'pop.'
The next thing you know, his tongue is in your mouth as he kisses you with so much desperation. You moan in his mouth, leaning into him. He's thrusting against you, chasing his high.
He holds you tightly against his chest as he finally reaches his peak, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he makes sounds you didn't realize he could even make; they leave you wanting and ready for more.
Once he comes down from his high, he looks into your eyes and cups your cheek, kissing you softly. This isn't the kind of kiss that's full of lust, it's the kind where he's trying to show you how much he loves you without using words.
Maybe this experience will show him he doesn't need to worry so much about breaking you because how could he ever break something he loves so much? He doesn't think he could even if he tried.
if this is bad, it's probably because it's 3am and i got bored halfway through proofreading it
