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DAY SIXTEEN

Mitch Rapp + exhibitionism kink

[warnings - husband!dom!mitch, sub!fem!reader, smut, oral (f rec), exhibitionism]

[word count - 970]

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Honeymooning with Mitch in Australia. Honeymooning with Mitch in a five star honeymoon suite in Sydney, Australia. Honeymooning with Mitch in a five star hotel with floor to ceiling windows in the main bedroom of your honeymoon suite in Sydney, Australia.

All this can only mean one thing. He knows it. You know it. It’s only a matter of time before it happens. 

“Good morning,” you turn to face your new husband, blinking away the grogginess from your tired eyes - you still don't understand how Mitch can go through an almost thirty hour flight and not have jet lag.

“Hello there, Mrs Rapp,” he leans forward and pushes his lips against your own, not caring a lick for either of your morning breaths. 

“Hello there, Mr Rapp,” you pause, raise your eyebrow, then let out a short giggle, “your name hasn’t changed,”

“No,” he agrees with a chuckle, pressing a final kiss to your cheek before throwing the quilt from his body and getting out of bed, naked as the day he was born. 

You sit up with a blush, nearly choking on your spit as he shoots you a cheeky wink before disappearing into the bathroom. 

By the time he emerges, you’ve finally managed to haul yourself from the comfort of the bed and shuck your now crumpled pyjamas, leaving you in nothing but a pair of lace panties.

“Whoa,” he comes up to you from behind, wraps his arms around your waist and presses himself against your ass. His growing cock bumps against the intricate pattern, staining it with a thick glob of his precum, “I haven’t seen these before,”

He snaps the elasticated material against your skin, chuckling at your surprised squeal. Mitch spins you around, one hand coming up to tip your chin up, leaning down and almost kissing your lips - you duck your head to the side at the last second, letting his lips hit your cheek.

“Calm down, muchacho. I need to brush my teeth before you get all… freaky with me,” you sass, brushing past him with a bump of your hip on his. He catches you before you can dart behind the door, pulling you in for a rough kiss, licking filthily into your mouth and pulling back with a bite to your bottom lip.

“Hurry up in there,” he releases you with a swift slap to your behind, watching as your breasts bounce softly in the air as you walk. The door clicks softly behind you, and you set about your morning routine (maybe slightly rushing through it with your excitement).

He’s waiting for you when you come out, sitting with his legs spread on the loveseat just in front of the california king bed you’d both slept in last night. He shakes his knee - an invitation, you realise. In seconds, you're sitting sideways over his thighs, leaning into his broad chest. Butterfly kisses are muttered over the side of your neck, and you loll your head to the side, exposing more of your sensitive skin to his hungry lips.

“I think we need to talk about the windows,” you blurt, turning to face your new spouse with slightly widened eyes. Neither of you had said it out loud yet.

“Whatever do you mean, princess?” He pouts innocently. Oh, so he’s playing that game. The ‘see how long I can provoke my wife before she bursts into a flaming pile of embarrassment so I can take pity on her’ game. 

“Mitch,” you pester, hiding your face away in the crook of his neck, “you know what I want, just- just-”

“Just give it to you?” He supplies, wiggling his eyebrows provocatively and nipping at the sensitive skin of your neck, “Right in front of that big fuckin’ window? Where everyone can see you?”

A pathetic, whimpery sort of sound tumbles past your kiss-swollen lips. Mitch seems to sympathise for you, hooking his arms around your waist and carrying you like a ragdoll towards the colossal windows. He sets you down with a kiss to your head.

“Face it,” he gives you a gentle push to your shoulder, encouraging you to push yourself against the pristine glass. You comply easily, gasping at the frozen touch of the glass against your pert nipples. Mitch grasps at your hips, pulling and pushing until he deems your position good enough. 

“Mmm- Mitch-” you gasp as he all but tears the flimsy material from your shaking body with his hurry to get his hands all over you. As soon as your body is wholly naked for him, Mitch can’t help but let his fingers dive into the warm folds of your excited cunt, slipping up to the hood of your clit and giving it a harsh pinch.

“I’m gonna eat your pretty pussy, ‘nd you’re gonna look out the pretty window and wave to all the people lookin’ at you whinin’ like a bitch for me,” he mutters into the shell of your ear, pressing himself against your ass for a few long moments, savouring the delicious pressure of his cock against the small of your back before forcing himself to pull back and drop down to his knees.

“Give em a smile for me, babygirl,”

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Can you write a fluff imagine for Dylan . Where Dylan is dating younger than him . so y/n is turning 21 and she doesn’t want to make a big deal about her birthday and she told Dylan she doesn’t want anything she just wanted to have a simple dinner but of course he didn’t list to her and did a surprise birthday party for her and brought her family from overseas because she haven’t seen them in 3 years she would cry and you do the rest .

Description: Dylan surprises his girlfriend with a surprise party for her birthday despite the reader just wanting something simple.

Warnings: Swearing, she/her pronouns, fluff, angst, age gap (9 years) Dylan is 30 and the reader is 21

Key: Y/N = Your Name, POV = Point of view, F/F = Favourite flavour

Word Count: 1,116

First Person's POV

Honestly, I didn't really like all the attention on my birthday, it was coming up in about a week and I kept telling Dylan that I didn't want anything fancy and just wanted something simple. Like dinner at my favourite restaurant and maybe a movie seeing as there were things showing that I wanted to see.

I came home from work, happy to see Dylan and just wanting to relax from my day. Dylan greeted me at the door, placing a kiss on my forehead and wrapping me up tightly in his arms. I giggled at the affection, hugging him back and planting a chaste kiss on his lips.

"How was work?" He questioned, staring at me with adoration and with infinite love.

"Boring, there weren't many people showing up, so I was just standing around all day." Dylan hummed in response, he kissed my cheek and then picked me up. Setting me down on the couch, he rested my feet on his lap and threw my shoes off to give me a foot massage.

"So, for your birthday... are you sure you don't want to do anything? It's your birthday! You're my girl and we should do something special." I smiled at Dylan's persistent concern but I didn't really want to do anything but go out.

"I'm sure, babe, I don't really want to do anything extravagant. I love you, thanks for the thought though." Dylan nodded, kissed my cheek and we just spoke about each other's day.

One Week Later

It was finally my birthday, I was looking forward to just going out to dinner with Dylan and doing cute coupley stuff for the evening. I came home, showered and fancied myself up for the evening. America definitely was different to where I grew up, obviously similar but still very different to what I knew about.

Dylan had his hand on my knee as he drove me to the restaurant, he had a playlist of all my favourite songs playing through the stereo and even though he didn't like some of them he still sang along with me. When we made it to the parking lot, Dylan, being the gentleman that he is, opened the door for me and took my hand, leading me into the building.

I furrowed my eyebrows as we walked past the little stand for getting a table. Dylan gently pushed me in front of him, guiding me to a door and he knocked a couple of times before it was pulled slightly open. I turned to Dylan with a confused gaze, humming slightly as he guided me into the room. It was dark, there were no noises and Dylan was acting suspiciously.

I jumped into Dylan's chest as a chorus of 'surprise' reached my ears, The lights flashed on, and a gasp escaped my lips as I realised what this was. Dylan booked a private room, decorated with all my favourite decor items and colour schemes. I saw my family all littered throughout the room, large smiles on their face, I ran up to them hugging them all and trying to refuse the tears from coming from my eyes. Not wanting to turn the special occasion into a really bad scenario.

"What are you doing here?" I whispered excitedly to my parents, still in ecstasy over the idea of seeing them here on my birthday. They both pointed to Dylan he was greeting and thanking my friends and family members. I blushed, knowing that I was lucky with him and that Dylan spoilt me rotten. I walked over to him, hugging him tightly and kissing his lips. He hummed winking at me and letting me know that there was more to the surprise.

Everyone sat around the obnoxiously large table, eating meals and giving me cards and presents. The attention was a little overwhelming but I did like that Dylan didn't listen and brought my family all the way from overseas.

I leaned over to Dylan, who was sitting next to me, he was holding my hand under the table and making silly faces and jokes with my younger cousins who stared around the room like it was filled with candy. Dylan turned to me, a bright smile on his lips, I hummed softly and gleamed at him.

"Thank you, this means a lot, I love you, Dylan."

"Of course, I love you and I wanted today to be perfect for you." He whispered, making me giggle as he made a goofy face as I blushed and continued to thank him.

Dylan got everyone's attention after dinner was over, he stood up at the table, and everyone held onto their glass as Dylan gave a toast.

"Before the cake comes out, I just want to wish Y/N a happy birthday. You are the light of my world and I hope that tonight has been better than what you could hope for. I love you, sweetheart, know that when it comes to special days like this. I will go all out, I will make sure that you are spoilt rotten and that you have a great time. I love you, sweetheart." Everyone raised their glasses, cheered my name and sipped on their drink. Dylan brought out a very large cake, it could've been a wedding cake. Obviously wasn't but I loved the fact that there were little details on it that Dylan knew I liked about cake.

The cake had been cut and split around the table, I was given the biggest slice and it had the most icing. I loved icing, I loved sugar and by the end of it I managed to get some on my nose and chin. Dylan chuckled once he saw me, he cleaned my face and then started dancing around with the kids as the music started playing. I danced with my parents, enjoying time with my family. Still getting over the fact that Dylan brought my family over all the way from where I grew up.

My younger cousins, dragged me over to Dylan, forcing me to dance with him and chanting 'kiss him' until I did or their parents scolded them, leaving them alone. As I was dancing with him, I felt tears welling in my eyes and I hugged him tightly.

"Why are you crying, sweetheart?" He whispered, kissing the top of my head, I sniffled with a sad smile and stare at him lovingly.

"You're just so sweet! You brought my, entire family, over! You put this whole thing together, you didn't have to but you did. I love you!" I blurted out, continuing to hold him tightly and giggling once I heard his breathy chuckle.

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