warnings: smut, some fluff, let’s say it’s a established relationship
requested by anon: 1. May I request legit anything smutty for Mobius, let ya mind go crazy. 2. hellooo ur mobius fic was so goood omll!!! could i plspls req a smut mobius x reader where after a tiring/stressful mission, they just can't keep their hands off each other bc works been keeping them so busy they rarely had time to "destress"
a/n: sorry for the long wait, i just miss mobius ahhhh
You gasped between the hot, wet kiss. His hands were holding your waist, pressing your body against his own in a desperate manner. Mobius hummed, his tongue making its way to lick your lips and asking for permission for dominance.
He had you with your back pinned against the door of your room, still trying to not make any loud sound that would wake up the rest of the agents on the building. You moaned when his fingers made their way between your legs.
“How was it?” you gasped, his fingers brushing against your panties.
“Difficult,” he breathed on your neck, leaving some kisses carefully to not leave marks on your skin... not yet. “Particularly stressful.”
“You have to stop taking variants under your wing,” you mumbled.
“Well, you helped me to persuade Ravonna, that makes you an accomplice,” Mobius teased, his hand now between your legs, pushing your panties to the side to touch that spot where you needed him the most.
“Yeah, I guess so, oh-” you whimpered as one of his fingers slided easily inside of your wet heat.
The man started to work on you, your hands directed themselves to his tie, forcing him into another rough, sloppy kiss. Your hips moved frenetically finding a rythm to match his. Just when you felt that familiar sensation building up on your belly, he pulled his hand from you to start and taking the rest of your clothes off with despair.
You helped him with his suit until you were lead to your bed, crawling on top of him. His hands roaming all over your skin while you kissed passionately, your hips grinding against his hard dick just to tease him. One of his hand cupped your cheek, breaking the kiss. Mobius observed you, with your plump lips and eyes full of lust. You were so beautiful like this.
“What’s the matter?” you breathed, kissing the corner of his lips softly.
“Nothing, you’re just gorgeous,” Mobius mumbled, stroking your cheek softly. “And hot, but I prefer you like this,” he said, flipping you so now you were lying in the matress under him, your legs around his waist.
He left kisses on your neck, he followed down to your breasts. You gasped, with eyes closed, losing yourself into his touch that was delicate but eager at the same time. You pulled him again to kiss his lips harshly, your tongue swirling with his. You moaned between the kiss feeling his fingers playing with your folds, helping to the wetness being created between your legs.
“Stop playing,” you breathed on his lips. “Are you not stressed or something?”
“I was, not anymore when I’m with you,” he whispered, kissing you back again.
Two of his fingers stretched you easily, you nipped softly at his lips, moaning against his mouth. After a couple of minutes, he quickly withdraw his digits and aligned himself between your legs, rubbing the tip of his cock on your wet pussy.
Mobius finally filled you up slowly, letting you adjust to his lenght. After so many times you still are not used to him, and fuck, how you missed him. You missed him so much, your hands on his shoulders and all over his chest to press him even closer, as humanly possible - if you were humans whatsoever. You breath back a moan as he hits the right spot over and over.
The sound of your skin against skin fills the room with the sinful smell of sex and sweat of your bodies as you give into each other. Your foreheads pressed together.
“Fuck, if you keep like that I’m gonna cum so fast,” you moaned out of breath.
His thrusts were getting deeper and faster, almost making you see stars when you felt something up building down your belly. Your hands held onto his arms for dear life, feeling the pleasure envolving you completely.
Mobius followed, releasing between your thighs after you come down from your high with a low groan of your name being said like a prayer to him. You stay together, like if you were bounded, for a moment, until he colapses beside you in the bed.
“Did it make you feel better?” you whispered, resting your head on his chest.
