this was so sexy of him

Don’t Get Caught

• 917 words • language, kissing, smut (fingering) •

There were 17 people who you knew well nearby when you and Maverick walked into the bar, including your brother. In your opinion, Iceman was quite a fitting callsign, especially when considering the chilly look he shot you. You sent a little wave his way, which Maverick wasted no time imitating. You laughed and took his hand, smiling as he laced your fingers together.

“He’s going to kill you,” you giggled as Maverick led you over to a booth.

“Because I got the prettiest girl or because she happens to be his sister?” Your cheeks pinked as your boyfriend sat down.

“Stop teasing,” you laughed. The look on Maverick’s face was enough to tell you that he had no intention of behaving even before he grabbed you by the waist and pulled you onto his lap, but you still shrieked in surprise. The shriek quickly turned into a giggle when he started kissing your neck, though you were soon biting your lip to make sure it didn’t turn into a moan.

“Mav,” you groaned, squirming until you were turned to face him. He made a face that was such an adorable combination innocent and mischievous that you gave up and kissed him, sliding your fingers into his hair.

“Ice is going to murder you,” you protested, though you didn’t stop kissing him. He smiled cheekily and put one of his hands on your knee, toying with the hem of your dress.

“Would you miss my pretty face?”

You fought to keep a straight face as his fingers slid under your skirt, softly caressing your thighs.

“Of course,” you stammered out.

“That’s good,” he said slyly as his hand continued its way up your dress. When he reached the apex of your thighs and realized that you’d opted to skip underwear, his eyes sparkled.

“Did you forget something?” He asked, although you were fairly certain his voice had gone slightly darker. You shrugged and kissed his jaw.

“Can you put your fingers inside me?” You asked innocently. You watched him swallow hard and smiled as he shifted slightly, grinding his hips up into you.

“Please? I promise I’ll be quiet-ah!” You cut off your yelp by slapping your palm over your mouth as Maverick ran his fingers up and down your slit, spreading your slick and slowly rubbing your clit.

“That’s not quiet,” he said in a singsong voice, rubbing a little faster. You squeaked and slowly took your palm away from your mouth, swallowing a whimper.

“Please,” you whined into his neck. You could feel his laugh vibrate through his body.

“If we get caught, we are going to be in so much trouble,” he said lightly, slowly pushing a finger inside you. You bit back a moan.

“Then don’t get c-caught,” you got out. Maverick smiled.

“That’s up to you,” he said, kissing your cheek and pushing another finger into you. You whined and rolled your hips.

“Don’t t-tease m-me,” you stammered as he curled his digits.

“Tease you? Me? Never,” he said, his voice dripping faux outrage. Before you could reply, his thumb started rubbing circles on your swollen clit. You felt yourself clench on his fingers and he smirked.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, pressing his fingers on the spot inside you that made you see stars. You whimpered as the coil in your belly wound tighter and tighter.

“Would you like to come?” Maverick asked. You moaned quietly at his words, nodding frantically and wondering how he managed to make something so dirty sound so polite.

He took a minute to consider your request, looking thoughtful as his thumb rubbed your clit faster and faster.

“Please, Mav,” you whined quietly. He glanced around the room, then looked back at you.

“Alright, then. If that’s what you want. Come for me,” he said, smiling and kissing you. The coil in your belly snapped and your legs twitched as your orgasm washed over you. Maverick muffled the loud moan you let out with another kiss, then pulled back and grinned cockily.

“That was the sexiest thing I’ve seen in a long time,” he said sincerely. Your face heated up and you kissed him again as he pulled his hand out from under your dress.

“You made a mess,” he said, observing his fingers. Before you could react, he put them in his mouth and sucked them clean. Your eyes widened and he laughed.

Before he could say anything else, you heard footsteps and turned around to find your brother walking towards you with a pair of pool cues. He glared at Maverick as a greeting, then offered him one of the cues.

“Just because you’re dating my baby sister doesn’t mean you’re any good at pool,” he said flatly. You laughed and stood up, immediately putting your hand on Maverick’s shoulder to hold yourself up and attempt to stop your legs from trembling.

“Tom, he destroyed me yesterday,” you said, then hastily amended your statement. “At pool. He destroyed me at pool.”

Your brother’s eyes flashed and he smiled cooly.

“Well, let’s see if he’s better than I am.”

Maverick smiled and stood up, kissing your cheek.

“I’m going to fucking ruin you tonight,” he whispered in your ear. Your reaction must have been pretty something, since Ice quickly grabbed Maverick’s shoulder and started to haul him towards the pool table.

“I’ll hold you to that!” You called as your brother dragged your boyfriend away.

You smiled to yourself. You were so in for it.

Don’t Get Caught

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