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rosiegrealish · 4 years ago

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Hiii, a mason request where the reader works at eng nt, mason absolutely adores her and everyone knows but her. Then there is an eng party/event where things get very flirty and they end up in the bedroom together, smut pls

okay so as you may know, i don’t write smut but i can do my part on writing suggestive content so here goes nothing—

not proof read!

sweetheart, mason mount

if anyone knew mason, then they’d definitely know when he was head over heels. and right now, he was head over heels — for you.

at training he would always find himself looking for you as soon as he was free, thinking about you while doing his stretched or even in the middle of a conversation, which often resulted in declan throwing a ball at his head.

to say he was besotted with you would be an understatement. he craved any sort of attention from you, physical or emotional. all he wanted was to be with you, forever and always.

the only problem was, you were as oblivious as you could be. everyone but you knew how mason felt about you. everyone but you saw the glances he gave you when he thought no one was looking. and everyone but you heard the way he’d speak about you, as if you were the only person in the world.

and the fact that you felt the exact same way about him made this even more like a cliche high school movie, an incredibly slow burn that made everyone else groan. you loved talking and being around mason, he just made you feel a way you couldn’t quite describe.

“y/n, are you coming to the party tonight?” ben called out to you, jogging slightly to catch up with you. you smiled as his hair flopped up and down, noticing a flint of mischief behind those eyes of his. “yeah… why d’you ask?” you replied cautiously. of course ben would know you were going; you were the team’s photographer, so it’d be a nice opportunity to snap some photos.

“just double checking�� he smiled before ruffling up your hair and walking away. what was that about?

by the time ben had caught up with declan and the others, mason had made his way down from the changing rooms. “okay so, y/n’s definitely coming, now all we need to do is sort out loverboy over there” he informed them, motioning to mason, who was busy trying to come up with a new plan to tell you how he felt.

so far, straight up confessing was off the list, even though it was the most logical way. “he’s so hopeless” jesse sighed, wincing when mason stubbed his toe on the wall. “yeah, this may take some time” declan added.

you, on the other hand, were uploading some photos onto your computer, sitting in your cozy office without a care in the world. only one thing ran through your mind, and that was mason. you hadn’t seen or spoken to him yet today, so you hoped to catch him at the party later on.

but to your luck, a knock at the door pulled you out of your train of thoughts. “come in” you said, watching as the door slowly opened to reveal mason, still clad in his training kit. “are you busy? i can come back later if you want” he smiled softly.

you returned the smile, beckoning him over. “no, i’m not. did you need something?” you asked as you sat back down in your chair. he shook his head, taking a seat on the sofa that sat behind your desk. “haven’t seen you all day, so i decided to be annoying and come here” he told you, watching as your face lit up at his kind thought.

“you could never annoy me, plus i was beginning to think you’d found someone else to talk to about brooklyn 99” you laughed, remembering how the show was one of the things that brought you two together. “i could never betray you like that” he shook his head, placing a hand on his heart for dramatic effect.

you scooted the chair closer to mason, allowing you to be of arms reach away from him. so, he leant both arms out and took hold of the armrests on the chair, pulling you even closer to him. he stared at you for a moment, taking in all of your features while you silently did the same.

“hi, you” he mumbled, smoothly resting his hands on your thigh. the shiver you gave didn’t go unnoticed by him, feeding his ego a lot more. “hey” you whispered back.

you wished in that moment you could grab his fave and press his lips on yours, the only thing holding you back being yourself. you couldn’t stand the thought of rejection, and if you ruined your friendship with mason, you’d never forgive yourself.

“what’s going on in that pretty head of yours?” mason nudged you a little, bringing you out of your trance. “hm? oh, nothing, i’m just thinking about what i’ll wear tonight” you swiftly changed the topic, adding a convincing smile to go with it. mason lightly drummed his fingers up and down your thigh, and you didn’t know if he was doing it on purpose, but it sure drove you crazy.

“i’m sure you’ll look good in anything, sweetheart” he said to you. there it was, the petname. the one he’d been using on you since you first met. the one that made your heart beat ten times faster, and the one that made you fall even more for him.

and he didn’t even know how you felt when he called you that, because you couldn’t bring yourself to tell him.

“well, i better go, see you tonight?” he finally said, getting up and lifting you up to your feet with him. you nodded, placing your hands on his biceps to steady himself. a surge of emotion rushed through mason at the contact, his eyes widening slightly.

“see you later, mase” you said, leaning up to kiss his cheek. he stood there for a moment, processing what just happened, before letting you go and leaving your office with a huge grin.

“don’t tell me you actually won that giveaway” jesse said upon seeing mason’s big smile. “course he didn’t, he’s just come out of y/n’s room” declan pointed out, making mason roll his eyes. “shut up, i can still win it” he told the pair of them.

the part later that evening was in full swing, everyone wearing bright smiles on their faces, drink after drink being handed out, and you couldn’t think of a better way to spend your night.

you sat on a table after putting away your camera for the night, your phone in hand to take any photos if you needed them. soon joined by ben, declan, jesse and a few others, the table was lit up with laughter and entertainment.

this group that had grown to be somewhat your family always had a way of laughing at anything, and the fact that most people sat around you were already tipsy made everything ten times funnier.

jadon, who was sat right next to you, was laughing at something declan had told the table, leaning his head on your shoulder as that beautiful smile decorated his face, dimples fully showing. you couldn’t help but let out a laugh as well, leaning your head on top of his and snapping a quick photo of the two of you.

mason made his way over with a new tray if shit glasses, since he apparently ‘owed’ ben and declan from the last time, and was met with the sight of you and jadon all close up together. a tinge of jealousy entered his mind, and to say it dampened his mood would be an understatement, he was pretty much sour for the next hour.

the table started to clear up a little, some of the boys moving to different areas of the large yet packed club, leaving only you and mason. you eyed the shot glass in front of you, making an impulse decision to drink it, adding a slight boost in confidence for whatever the rest of the night had in store for you.

“so”, mason smiled at you, now over his jealous fit, “how’s your night been?” small talk was better to ease into the conversation, he’d learnt.

“better now you’re here” you replied. did i really just say that? whatever was in that drink, you were glad you took it, because without it you’d sure be a stuttering mess, especially with the way mason was looking at you.

you didn’t miss the way his eyes ran down to the slit at your dress, looking at how it hugged your figure, and how phenomenal you looked. “guess i could say the same” he replied, ignoring the eye roll you sent him.

the silence that followed wasn’t like the rest the two of you usually shared — comfortable, quiet and tensionless — it was full of frustration and want for something you both dearly craved but couldn’t admit.

“god, the two of you are so hopeless, just get a room and let us be free of this monstrosity” a clearly drunk jesse groaned as he came over to the table and grabbed another shot, walking away as if he didn’t even say that.

you quirked an eyebrow in mason’s direction, watching him go slightly red in the face, the dim and strobing lights making it a bit hard to see. “i have no idea what he’s talking about” he quickly said, eyes flickering from your eyes to your lips.

a smirk toyed at your mouth, jesse had just given you an even bigger boost than that alcohol ever did. “yeah you do. come on, let’s go somewhere quiet” you said nonchalantly, standing up and straightening your dress, holding out a hand for mason to take.

he looked at it for a second, wondering if this was really happening to him before taking it in his, the warmth of your hands immediately spreading to his. you were always like his personal heater, giving him hugs whenever you saw he was cold.

you led him to a room near the back that you’d noticed after scouting out the area, it was rather secluded so not many people new it was there.

locking the door behind him, mason trailed after you, sitting down right next to you on the sofa already in the room. his legs touched yours and neither pulled away, instead, you watched as his hands smoothly made their way to your thigh, the same place they were in earlier.

“i guess this is where i—” you began to say, but mason cut you off, seeming to know what was going to leave your mouth. “i know. ben sort of let it slip earlier. but i wanted to tell you that—” he said, but you also cut him off, knowing what was coming.

“i know too. i’ll have ben for that actually” you shook your head, one if your hands placed on top of mason’s, fiddling with his fingers. he let out a shaky laugh, glad that that was finally out of the way. “can’t believe it took this long” he added, you nodding in response.

turning to face him, you placed a hand on the side of his face, pulling him closer to you. by now, anymore movement and the two of you would have your lips touching one another’s. you could feel his eyes scanning over your body, probably for any sign of discomfort like the gentleman he was.

when given the okay by the warm smile that lit up your face, his arm snaked around your waist, resting right at your side. your breath hitched, never having been this close with mason before. “well, fuck me” he muttered, forgetting this was actually happening until you chuckled against his lips. his thumb brushed your bottom lip, and he couldn’t stand the tension any longer before he leant forward, his lips meeting yours.

you mumbled in appreciation against his lips, as he hooked one of your legs around him, deepening the kiss in the process. your first kiss with mason was more than what you expected, and you didn’t want the moment to end.

he broke away several moments later to catch a breath, chest heaving as he looked at you with a mischievous glint in your eyes. “how long do you think we have until they notice we’re gone?” he asked.

you matched his look with a smirk. “they’re all probably shitfaced by now so, i guess we have all night” you responded, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him back into you. “good thing for that then, sweetheart” he mumbled against your neck.

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