Forbidden Place
Summary: Yassine x reader in the locker room, smut!
The idea of making love to you in forbidden places was a thought that never failed to harden his cock.
You both had arrived at his football practice thirty minutes earlier and it was practically a ghost town. You had underestimated the traffic and were now in the locker room waiting for the rest of the team to show up. You didn’t even have to say anything to each other, telepathically understanding what was bound to happen.
Yassine was sitting on the bench, your legs wrapped around his waist. He trailed butterfly kisses from the top of your breasts all the way up to your jaw. You moaned softly, your head rolling to the side. He pulls away, glancing up at the clock on the wall.
“Let’s be quick, we have 20 minutes” He says and you both quickly remove your clothing, only remaining in your shirts. Yassine returns to his seat, legs slightly spread, revealing his erect cock. You sit on his lap, your back to his chest.
“You’re so beautiful, habibi,” Yassine whispers sweet words to you as he caresses your bare thighs, reminding you of the beauty you held. Even with no time for foreplay, Yassine always found a way to praise and worship your body.
He reaches down, using one hand to grip his throbbing dick. He teases your entrance with his tip, smirking at the little noises escaping your lips.
“You ready?” He whispers in your ear sending shivers down your spine. You nod, placing your hands on his large thighs as you sink down on his aching cock. You moan in unison as your walls instantly clench around his girth. You sit on his cock, warming him up as he sucks on your neck. Yassine gently messages your tits, playing with your sensitive nipples. You feel him twitch inside of you, and you moan loudly. You begin to grind on his dick, Yassine grunting at the feeling. You lift yourself up before slamming back down on him, his hands instantly flying down to your hips. He glances down, watching the way your ass bounced with each thrust.
“Look at you, taking me so good,” He praises you, his grip tightening as he helps you slam back down onto him. All you can do is cry out, the tip of his cock hitting that special spot inside of you. The sounds echo throughout the room, reminding you that this was definitely not the place to be doing this. You close your eyes, body beginning to feel limp. Yassine knows it’s all up to him now. Your back rests against his chest as he continues to guide your hips. He grunts and you whimper, both of you reaching your ends rapidly. But before you can, you hear the sound of keys jingling right outside the locker room. The adrenaline of getting caught makes the both of you find the strength to get dressed quickly before the door slams open.
