#florian brand smut

[scenesniper]

☆ florian brand ; general sfw & nsfw headcanons

pairing / florian brand x afab gn! reader

disclaimer / possession, jealous themes, manipulation themes, overstimulation

word count / 1,174 words

SFW

⭒ florian brand is a man who masks his true nature. he presents him as need be, a humble and altruistic man. in reality, he is a man who does what needs to be to get by. a man who hides himself from the rest of the world.

⭒ when he first saw you, so helpless trapped in the fire. this was not a new sight to him but oh, something awoke in him. the mere sight of you completely overwhelmed the man of want. of need. your arms frantically clutching his shoulders as he carries you out of the fire. he can’t help but think how pathetic you are, just like everyone else. “i am your savior. you do not need anyone else.”

⭒ his brain is already going into gear mode, racking up on how to mark you his. and so he decided, he doesn’t wish for you to just want him. he needs you to need him, unable to do anything but depend on him. “no one could ever love you like i do.”

⭒ he is a manipulative and cunning man, that you had already suspected ever since you met him. he seemed far too good to be of a man with that sham of a smile. he scared you with the way he looked at you, already having expectations of you. it was intimidating to be in his presence.

⭒ in this tiny town, there are far too many fires to be marked as “wildfires” and too little of individuals who’d just want to start fires every now and then. there can only be a serial arsonist you suspect and you can only be cautious to florian brand. yet, everyone brandishes him as a savior. he was this town’s liberator and even though he was the one who saved you from the fire, he was simply off putting to you.

⭒ he knows of your suspicions on him and finds it so humorous of you to be scrambling around about. after all, there will never be any evidence that points back to him. dropping tiny little evidence and hints every now and then just to tease your little self, he was done playing with you and decided that it was finally time for him to approach you more. not just as the boy next door, but something much more.

⭒ he’d frequent and commute to your house your neighborhood more often. since it was a tiny town and florian is a busy, sociable man in the morning and day, the townspeople around you didn’t suspect at all. it’ll start with morning visits, you’d open your door to start on your chores and already, florian is passing by your house. greeting you with a “good morning!” and then nodding his head and waving to the rest of the townspeople in acknowledgment.

⭒ then, as time progresses, those morning acknowledgments would be nightly visits. he’ll finish his work shift and you’ll find himself knocking outside your door. don't let the little fire investigator in.

⭒ kissing with florian are straight up make out sessions, no matter how soft you go at him at him, he’s going to have his tongue deep down in your throat and your lips will start to bruise.

⭒ when you’re finally all in, he’s the type to be showing you off. he loves physical displays of affection and loves to brandishes you in his love. your shoulders (his favorite place to mark you) would be littered with his hickies. he loves to give you kisses, repeatedly in one area. and especially in a private setting, he’ll be giving you trails of kisses down your waist to your hip.

NSFW

⭒ florian is average in size and in width, much skinny (even though he’s very strong). however, give him some time with you and already, he knows exactly where to get you absolutely mindless.

⭒ he’s such a childish man, he gets too easily jealous as if he’s a little school boy competing for his first love. he’d absolutely have jealous sex with you, repeatedly ranming himself into you in that same area of yours and yet, it hits differently and so deeper each time.

⭒ he’s the type to just fuck you over and over as he blabbers on and blabbers on in your ear. when he gets really into it, he’ll start biting your ear to the point it’ll feel like it’s about to break off and you have to give him repeated jabs in his back for him to finally notice he’s hurting your ears. or better, pull his hair and make him look at you. god, he loves that fiery look in your eyes and that sharp pain that comes with it.

⭒ he loves oral (reader receiving). he loves to suck on your clit and getting lost in it as he goes down on you. he’s the type to close his eyes and just enjoy it all but every now and then, he’ll look up at you and bats his little eyelashes with his eyes upturning and you know, he’s chaffing at you and loving it. after he’s done, with your legs shaking with how many time you came in his mouth, he’ll show off his tooth eating grin to you with your essence dripping down his lips.

⭒ he loves to overstimulate you and everything about your body parts. he’ll flick and play with your clit on hours and end, humming to himself and whispering lovely pet names to you such as “dear” and “honey”.

⭒ he gets off on your praise. everything you say with him, especially praise, keeps him going during sex. even degradation as any emotions that you feel towards him. whether it be happy, sad, or even mad at him, it has his blood boiling with endearment. he loves your attention and every form of it. as long as it’s directed towards him and nobody else.

⭒ he loves overstimulation. he loves to br overstimulated, you bouncing on his cock or him ramming you in to the point your mind goes blank and you’re practically twitching by the end. he gets so full of himself when he sees that sight of you.

⭒ he loves mirror sex. balls deep in you and having that sight all to himself, your bodies touching each other and you gripping his shoulder like the first day he met you. he’ll take you by your chin and have you turn your head to see yourself and him. “look how good you’re taking me darling. so lovely.” sex with florian is all messy, filled with need and want.

⭒ during sex and aftercare, you can always smell a faint gasoline on him. but what can you say? in fact, you already stopped caring about that little investigation of yours. you must be imagining. who are you to question him as he cleans up the mess and as he stradles you so lovingly in his arms with soft, buttery kisses to put you to sleep.

[evil-lovergirl]

!    short nsfw drabble . . . florian brand , fire investigator . . . >> includes lots of mentions of scars/calloused hands on reader, handjob [char. receiving], bondage [char. receiving], florian is a little insane, per his usual antics, but he really likes your scars, florian is a giggler fight me, lowercase intended >> should i make a rent-a-partner au . . .

"Ah, ahn, ahhahahah..." such lovely noises you've been lucky enough to hear for the past couple of minutes from none other than your amazing fire investigator, florian.

he's not exactly quiet, and he's not trying to hide how good your calloused hand feels as it cups the tip of his dick before squeezing and moving back down to the base in a pleasuring rhythm.

he loves it, struggling against the soft ropes binding his wrists above his head, knowing he could easily snap out of them - or better yet, tell you to take them off, - but he simply doesn't. he likes the thrill and the high he gets off it.

he whines as he feels one of your finger slightly slip under his foreskin before continuing to stroke him in a way that has his feet pressing deep into the mattress below you two.

god, he loves the way your calloused hands rub against him, rough fingers treating him so gently in some ironic way he can't seem to put into words for now. he loves how when he looks at you, his eyes immediately go to your face, then to your scars.

he wants to drag his tounge across them so badly. kiss them, claw at them, maybe even give you new ones.

his fingers claw at whatever their bound form can reach, the thought merely intensifying his arousal as you speed up the pace, whispering something he can't decipher in his fuzzy mind before he cums with a rather loud mewl, eyes rolling back and sweat beading across his entire body.

maybe he'll ask to lick your hands clean once he's put himself back together...

[blackmissfrizzle]

Playing Games- Part Deuce

Read Part 1

Characters: Florian Munteanu x black!reader

Summary: Things pop off in the club

Warning: Some smut 18+

A/N: This part was so fun to write! I really hope y’all enjoy this!

Songs inspired by this part:

https://open.spotify.com/track/5hgnY0mVcVetszbb85qeDg

https://open.spotify.com/track/1TMWcbxL5YF8rKsFHv5hAP

https://open.spotify.com/track/3A2yGHWIzmGEIolwonU69h

Florian didn’t know who he was playing with. He must have forgotten how petty you could be.

While he was in the shower, you decided to change into your freakum dress. He wouldn’t be able to resist you in that, but he was going to have to.

Careful not to mess up your hair or make-up, you pulled the white, skin-tight dress over your head. Looking at the full-length mirror in the locker room, you adjusted your girls, making sure they were in full display. The dress dipped to the middle of your chest, ensuring a good amount of cleavage was showing.

Facing your back to the mirror, you checked to see if your ass wasn’t making an appearance. The dress was dangerously short and even though you wanted to tempt Flo, you didn’t want to make him feral out in public.

“Ingerul meu,” (my angel) Florian muttered when he saw you checking yourself out.

“You like?” You giggled and twirled around to give him a 360 view.

“I love it,” Florian kissed you and led you out to the car. “Just don’t get too attached to it,” he claimed, admiring your figure as he let you in the car.

Sticking a finger in his face, you warned him. “Nuh uh, nope, not gonna happen. You cannot keep ruining my clothes just because you’re impatient.”

Florian just smiled at you and took the finger you had in his face and put it in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it. Any other objections you had died on lips, because whatever Flo was doing to your finger went straight to your pussy.

Letting go of your finger, he leaned over you as if he was going to kiss you, but instead he pressed the button to raise the partition.

“Tease.” You mumbled, inhaling his teakwood cologne.

He took your hand and raised it to his lips. “Compared to you that’s nothing.”

Crossing your arms under your boobs to push them out even more, you replied. “I’m not that bad.”

His eyes dipped to your chest with lust, then thy locked onto your neck. Leaning down, Florian sealed his lips on your neck, sucking hard enough to leave a mark.

“Babe, that’s gonna bruise!” You complained, hitting him on the shoulder.

Florian tilted your neck, inspecting his handiwork with pride. “I think it goes well with the dress. It adds to its appeal.”

“Bullshit. You just want everyone to know that I belong to you,” you called him out.

Chuckling to himself, he confirmed your suspicion. The asshole was fucking up your whole aesthetic. Before you could chew him out some more, his agent called, making Flo shift his attention away from you.

That wasn’t going to work for you. It had been too long that you weren’t the center of Florian’s attention. Playing it off, you searched your sex playlist for the perfect song to set the mood. Finding Partition, you hit played and fast-forwarded the Yonce portion.

Undoing his belt buckle, Florian raised an eyebrow at you, and you raised one back before you went back on your mission. To make it a little easier for you, Florian shifted forward allowing you to reach for his erection.

Driver, roll up the partition, please Driver, roll up the partition, please I don't need you seeing Yoncé on her knees

Leaning down, you took Florian’s hardened length in your mouth and worked your magic. It seemed like forever since, you had him in your mouth, and it was glorious. You were able to inhale his natural musk, which you never could get enough of.

Relaxing your throat, you allowed his long pipe all the way down. His breath hitched, and he held back a moan, trying to focus on the conversation with his agent.

His hand went to your head to control the pace, but you slapped his hand away, because once Flo was in charge, he’ll have your hair and makeup messed up.

Took forty-five minutes to get all dressed up We ain't even gonna make it to this club Now my mascara running, red lipstick smudge

Forgetting he was on the phone, Florian growled at your boldness. “What? Yeah, I’m fine. Just tired that’s all,” he recovered.

You laughed at him almost getting caught and he was pissed. He was supposed to be in control tonight, not you. To gain back that control, he gripped the side of your cheeks hard and mouthed ‘Suck.”

Florian should be careful what he wishes for. Taking him back in your mouth, you began making the nastiest of sounds. Slurping and gagging on his dick, your mouth made Florian put his phone on mute and on speaker, so he could somewhat pay attention to what his agent said. “You dirty little girl, making those nasty sounds while I’m on the phone. Wait til we get home, I’m tearing that ass up.”

You had no response, but you hummed around his dick, focusing on making him come. Florian’s tongue poked out as he clenched his fists trying his best not to grab your hair. “Slow down, pritensa. I don’t wanna come yet.”

Oh, he so horny, yeah, he want to fuck He popped all my buttons, and he ripped my blouse He Monica Lewinsky-ed all on my gown

Disregarding his warning, you kept sucking off Florian until he roared and spurted all in your mouth.

“Helloooo??? Florian, are you there?” Florian’s agent’s voice permeated the car causing Flo to remember he was on the phone.

Tucking his dick back in his pants, you patted his crotch. “You should get that. It sounds very important.” You told Flo as if you just didn’t suck his soul out.

Florian cut his eyes at you and you knew what happened in the locker room would be nothing compared to what will happen when you get home. You had to keep your cool and let Florian know he had no effect on you, so you just smirked at him.

Upset that he couldn’t do anything yet, Flo returned his focus back to his conversation. The phone call lasted all the way to the club and Flo didn’t feel like celebrating. All he wanted to do was hem your ass up and brand your pussy with his name.

Before you two got out the car, Florian tightly cupped your sex. “I suggest you start behaving because that little stunt you pulled is gonna cost you.”

Rightfully you were scared but you were also turned on. You loved living on the edge, so you decided to tease Flo some more. Leaning closer into him, your hand mimicked his and you gripped his crotch and whispered into his ear. “How much is it gonna cost me Big Nasty?”

Fuck this club appearance. Florian was about to show you Big Nasty, but the driver knocked on the window, indicating he was about to open the door. Flo pointed a finger at you, “Oh, baby you just got lucky, but keep fucking with me tonight and you’ll find out the real reason I’m called Big Nasty.”

Opening your door for a quick getaway, you replied, “The real question is if you can handle me, Big Nasty.” Before he could snatch your ass, you were out the door, running to the curb to wait for him.

He was already out when you got there. Something was wrong with you in the head, because instead of being fearful of Flo’s pissed off face, you were turned on and planned on to tease him some more. Standing on your toes, you kissed his cheek and asked, “You ready, baby?”

“Yeah, but you better behave, Y/N.” Florian warned.

Taking his hand in yours, you led him into the club. “I make no promises.”

Once you two entered the club, everyone erupted into cheers. Cameras were flashing to capture a photo of Florian. Letting him have his moment and get his recognition, you stepped off to the side. This was everything Florian deserved, especially since people doubted that he could really box after Creed II.

Sensing that you weren’t near him, Florian reached out for you. He pulled you into him and kissed your cheek. “You think I’m not gonna show you off? Baby, even if that damn teasing was torturous it got the job done. I love you, angel.” He whispered into your ear, not caring people were only getting pictures of his profile.

Turning into him, you said, “I love you, too,” kissing him on the lips, allowing people to capture the intimate moment.

Breaking the kiss, you both posed for a few more pictures before Flo led y’all up to the VIP section. You let go of Flo’s hand, so he could properly greet his friends and so that you could get your drinks ready.

Careful not to drop your drinks, you maneuvered around yours and Flo’s friends to get to the couch he was sitting at smoking hookah. “Here you go,” you handed him his drink.

Florian thanked you, and you turned to head towards your friends, but Flo grabbed your now free hand to stop you. “Stai, îngerul meu,” (sit, my angel,) he ordered, patting his lap.

Instead of sitting on him, you continued standing. “Babe, I’m gonna go talk to the girls. You talk to the fellas. It’ll probably be awhile before we see them again,” you hinted towards him and yours sexual lockdown he undoubtedly had planned.

A wicked smile appeared on Florian’s face and he raised his glass to you. “Good idea, go have fun.”

Prancing over to your friends, you hugged each one of them like you just hadn’t seen them at the match.

“Miss Thing, I thought Florian wouldn’t be letting you out in public no time soon by the way he was clearing the hallway earlier.” Arielle commented.

“Nah, we gotta be here for two hours because of his damn agent.” You rolled your eyes at the requirement. If it wasn’t for this damn appearance you could be home, probably crying from how good the dick is.

“So, Flo give yo ass some act right before y’all came?” Tina, another friend asked.

“Hell yeah he did! Our good sis, was talking to her kitty kat right before he got in the room.” Arielle interjected.

You gently shoved her, “Oh shut up, heifer! I was just giving her a pep talk and I act right for no one.” The girls all traded looks saying, ‘This bitch lying.’

Stephanie was the one to give you a dose of reality. “Y/N/N, honey, the way you’ve been acting these past couple of months means if Florian hasn’t given you any act right before, he surely is gonna give it to you now.”

The girls were right. Florian has given you some act right before and you straighten the fuck up, but its been so long since you really had some that you almost forgotten what it was like. And guess what you were about to cut the fuck up again.

Just in time Doja Cat’s Rules began playing and you and your girls started dancing. Making eye contact with Florian, you mouthed the lyrics to him.

Said play with my pussy, but don't play with my emotions (Emotions)

If you spend some money then maybe I just might fuck ya (Fuck ya)

When I shake that ass, I'ma do that shit in slow motion (Motion)

You got a whole lotta cash, and nigga, you know I want it (Want it)

 Flo was smoking some hookah and the way he blew it out harshly, you knew you were poking the bear, but you couldn’t help yourself. Feeling your phone buzz, in your clutch you pulled it out.

MSG Baby: Y/N, quit fucking playing with me. Last warning.

MSG Y/N: Or what?

Smiling, you typed out your response, put your phone back in your clutch and continued dancing.

You were leaning on the railing to give you some support as you whined your hips when you felt your boyfriend’s hulking presence. He flipped you to face him. “You really keep trying me, huh?”

(And now you playin' with my emotions) Nigga, don't do it, you blew it You tryna cast spells on a bitch with potions Nigga, I need devotion

Instead of answering him you continued rapping the lyrics to him, pointing your fingers in his face.

If you don't dive in that pussy like dolphins If he don't dive in that pussy like oceans Twins look identically like Olsens Nigga, don't hide from the pussy, be open Nigga wan' spy on the pussy like Austin (Do I make you horny, baby?)

“This bitch don’t know when to quit. Let’s start planning her funeral y’all.” Arielle announced to the group, laughing at your antics. Flo heard your friends and he had to keep himself from laughing as well. He wanted to keep his face straight to convey to you he wasn’t playing any games with you.

Catching him slightly smirk at your friends, you started singing the song with more emphasis while twisting his gold chain around your finger.

That's my ego that you stroking Nigga, don't laugh 'cause the pussy ain't joking Nigga, go splash when the pussy be soakin' (Yeah) Where that nigga who don't play mind games at? You got a fake gold chain on, change that Tryna spit game while I'm on my way out, late ass Where that nigga, man? Where he at? Where he at?

Turning back around you began to grind on Flo until the end of the song. His hands gripped your hips tightly and you knew he was barely restraining himself. Looking back up at him through your eyelashes, you devilishly smirked at him.

The grip on your hips became impossibly tighter, giving you another warning. Not taking heed, you began twerking harder when you heard Act Up blast through the speakers.

Real ass bitch, give a fuck 'bout a nigga Big Birkin bag, hold five, six figures Stripes on my ass so he call this pussy Tigger Fuckin' on a scammin' ass, rich ass nigga Same group of bitches, ain't no adding to the picture Drop a couple racks, watch this ass get bigger Drinkin' on liquor, and I'm lookin' at your nigga

That was the end of the rope. Florian wrapped his arm around your chest and straighten you up. “Fuck this two-hour requirement,” he whispered harshly in your ear. He snatched your cup out of your hand and finished your drink for you. So badly you wanted to suck the liquor from his lips, but with how pissed he was, you weren’t even gonna try.

“Behave for once and be still while I say goodbye.” Flo’s tone told you that he was officially done, so you listened. Your friends came by to hug you as Florian left to do what he said. They all offer their condolences to you and your pussy and told you to text them if you somehow miraculously survive.

“Ladies, y’all have a good night.” Florian said to your friends, leading you out the club.

Inside of the car there was dead silence. Florian wouldn’t let you play any music, wouldn’t say one word to you, he wouldn’t even look at you. You guessed tonight would be the night you get some act right.

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[zaddywilk]

Tease

Florian Munteanu x black!reader

Word count- 3,357 (whoops, I may have gone a little overboard)

A/N- This is the first smut I’ve written in a very long time. Please be gentle 🥺

Warnings- 18+ Smuttttt, overstimulation, teasing (is that even a warning?), fingering, oral (female receiving), unprotected sex (don’t be a fool, wrap your tool).

Florian. Fucking. Munteanu.

Your boyfriend has no reason to be looking that damn good right now.

A slew of dirty thoughts ran through your mind as you continue to look at him while he got dressed. Thinking about how bad you wanted to stay in and not even go to the dinner you planned with your friends. No matter how good your manz looks, you know can’t break a promise.

You got out of bed and slipped on your new Savage X Fenty lingerie set and Fashion Nova black velvet dress you got the other day. You knew this dress would be perfect solely because Flo loves him some damn velvet.

https://www.fashionnova.com/collections/velvet/products/sugar-coat-velvet-dress-black

Once you were done putting on your makeup, heels, and fixing your curls, your boyfriend was now the one staring at you in admiration and a smidge of lust. Hazel eyes a little darker as he came up behind you to pepper soft kisses on your neck while he wrapped his arms around you.

“You look absolutely delicious, Prinţesă.” He said nuzzled in your neck as he gripped you tighter, eyes boring into yours.

Even in heels your boyfriend still towered over you like the giant he is. You sighed softly and closed your eyes as he went over that one spot he knew you loved so much, “Oh yeah? Are you hungry, baby?” You reply as you turn around and hook your arms around his neck, nails playing with the short hair he’d been growing out. The look in his eyes says it all. You guys might not make it to dinner after all. But you had another idea in mind.

“Then we better get going! Can’t keep them waiting. Plus, I haven’t even all day and I’m starving.” You said nonchalantly while you turned around to grab your purse as if you didn’t just get this man on brick mode in 2 seconds. Flo just looks at you in disbelief for a moment, mouth slightly agape but silently follows you to the car.

Ever the gentleman he is, he opens the passenger door for you, slapping your ass as you get into the car. You started thinking about your action plan for the night. Since Flo was usually the one to tease you while you were out and about, hand on your thigh, whispering in your ear, you figured it was time for a little role reversal. Connecting your phone to the car’s Bluetooth, you pull up your ‘Stripper Songs 💃🏽’ playlist, put your hand on Flo’s knee and settle in as Florian drives away.

Dance for you by Beyoncé came up on shuffle and you initiated your game plan. Singing along to the song you made sure to look directly at Florian as the lyrics tumbled off your tongue with ease. Grinding and rolling lightly in the seat as you not so subtly moved your hand up further his thigh. Florian’s eyes switch between the road and your movements. As he approached a red light you unbuckled your seatbelt and got next to his ear as you lowly sang along to the song.

Loving you is really all that's on my mind

And I can't help but to think about it day and night

I wanna make that body rock, sit back and watch

Tonight I wanna dance for youuuu

You made sure to drag out the ‘you’ while you ran your hand over your boyfriend’s hardening length as you slipped back into your seat. Flo was silent. Still flicking his eyes between you and the road as the light changed, jaw clenching and he gripped the steering wheel tighter. You smirked to yourself. This is going to be a fun night.

You guys finally pulled up to the restaurant your best friend Denise texted you the address to. Seems kinda boujee on the outside but you excitedly unbuckled your seatbelt nonetheless. Florian was right behind you, hand almost covering the entirety of your ass as you both stepped inside. The ambiance was classy, but not too serious. You scanned the room to find your friends and finally landed on the sight of Denise once you see her bright red bob. You pulled Flo over to your friends as Denise got up from the table to greet you guys.

You and Denise have been friends for years, meeting once you moved to LA to pursue your acting career, D was one of the only few people to be truly nice to you, eventually having you meet Michael and through Michael you met Flo. You gave a hug to both of your friends as you sat in the chair Florian had pulled out for you. You placed your hand on his leg again and you guys chatted for a bit, looking over the menu when the waiter came over and asked if you’d like some drinks to start off. Florian and Michael being the designated drivers, decided to opt for water while you and Denise settled on some Rosé and then you ordered your food.

Once your food got to the table your group conversation expectedly split off into two different conversations. One between the guys and one between the girls. While the guys were talking about their acting plans after Creed II, you had slid your hand a little further up Florian’s thigh. He jumped a little and stuttered in conversation because you had kept your hand in one place for so long, he had basically forgotten about it.

“Yo man, are you good?” Michael asked, seemingly confused.

“Oh yeah, just caught a little chill.” Florian responds, gripping your hand under the table. You stifle your laughter at his response as Denise continues her story about how she almost unknowingly auditioned for a porn film.

“So I got dressed up, went to this “audition”, saw the casting couch and felt a weird sense of déjà vu.”

“Hol up, D. How you know about the casting couch?” Michael asked.

Denise groaned, “Women can watch porn too, Jordan.”

As they continued their conversation about whether or not women watch porn, you continued going higher and higher on Flo’s thigh until you reached his length. He was hard.

Very hard.

Upon this realization you whispered in Flo’s ear, “Sometimes when you’re away and busy with interviews, I look at porn with guys that look like you,” you started as you palm him. “Tall, bearded, and muscular, although not as big and thick as you are. I get so wet just thinking about what you’d do to me if you had walked in on me playing with YOUR pussy. My fingers and toys don’t even compare to the real thing. I love it when you have me pinned down to the bed with your strong arms. I love how your beard feels in between my thighs. I love when you talk dirty to me in Romanian, not even using your voice but spelling out the words on my clit with your tongue. I could swear I died and went to Heaven.” You whisper.

“Eu iubesc mai ales când mă tratezi ca pe o doamnă în public, apoi mă futi ca o pornstar când ajungem acasă. Știu exact de ce te numesc Big Nasty.” That sent shivers up Florian’s spine. He knew you’d been practicing Romanian but he didn’t expect you to be so filthy so soon. He decided that that was the final straw. He takes out his wallet and throws his black card on the table as he takes your hand and stands up to leave.

“Woah woah Flo, you’re leaving? You’re not even done with your food.” Michael exclaimed unbelievably. A guy as big as Florian never leaves a plate with food on it.

“I have more pressing matters to attend to. Ask for boxes if you can and bring that and my card back to me tomorrow.” Flo said hurriedly, trying to conceal his straining dick as you gathered your purse and quickly said goodbye to D. And just like that, you were out the door.

“Damn, I wonder what’s gotten into him.”

“Negro are you dumb? It’s not what gotten into him but what’s about to get into Y/N,” Denise said, not even trying to hold back her laughter. “Oh well, homegirls gonna get dicked down and we get a free meal. I think this is a win win situation.”

Florian rushes back home, taking every opportunity he can to go as fast as possible. Normally, you’d be dreading the impending night you’d have for teasing Flo like that in front of your friends but right now you don’t care. Maybe it was the wine or the Fifty Shades of Grey soundtrack playing but you were extremely excited.

You got home not so surprisingly fast but surprisingly without a ticket. You rushed inside with Florian hot on your heels. Giggling as you made your way up the stairs, Florian catching up to you as he softly pushes you on the bed you open your legs a little wider to make room for him. “So Prinţesă, you think it’s funny to tease me like that while we’re with our friends? You’ve been a very bad girl since before we left. But instead of punishing you, you’re lucky I feel very giving. And plus, we missed out on dessert, so I’m still hungry.” Florian spoke lowly.

He pulled you down to the edge of the bed by your ankles and lifted up your dress. Even through your panties, he could tell that you were soaking wet. “You look absolutely mouth watering, Dragă.” He quickly said before ripping your lingerie. Your brand fucking new lingerie. You had half a mind to cuss his ass out but all thoughts went out the window as he put his mouth on you. A brief face of upset turned into a face displaying absolute pleasure. You quickly brought one hand to the back of his head as the other was brought up to your chest, slipping inside your dress to play with your nipples as Florian continued to work his wonderful mouth on you.

“F-Fuckkk Flo! More, please.” You moaned loudly. “Mai Mult? Orice pentru tine, prințesă.” Florian replied as he got his fingers wet with your juices. He slowly entered you, wasting no time going directly to your g-spot. You arched your back as you released a string of curses mixed with his name. His eyes never left you. He thought you looked absolutely gorgeous right now. Your chest heaving, your head tilted back, eyes screwed shut, mouth open letting cute little sounds out along with your wondrous moans while grinding your pussy on his face. All this had him rutting into the sheets because seeing you get off got him off.

He added another finger and you could swear you were done for. Between the magic words he was whispering on your clit, the humming, the insane sharp shooting accuracy this man had with your g-spot, and the consistent eye contact, it would be any second now. “Vă pot spune cât de aproape sunteți, iubirea mea. Ți-ar plăcea cum? Faceți o mizerie pe mea fața și degetele, prințesă. Știu că asta vrei tu, dragă.” Florian said sweetly as he went back to work. You didn’t understand half of that sentence but it was enough to push you over the edge. Your legs shook as your hips buck wildly against your boyfriend as he kept licking and sucking up all you had to offer him but removing his fingers.

You shuddered as he continued. Head moving side to side as his tongue’s assault on your clit never let up, causing you to start to cum yet again. “Don’t-fuck, don’t stop! Oh God! Flo! I’m- I’m about to-.” a squeal escaped you as you clenched on nothing. Your second orgasm had you almost seeing stars. After cleaning you up again, he removed his lips from your clit and kissed up your body, removing the dress and bra you still had on. He looked at you hungrily for a moment before he attacked your lips as he palmed one of your breasts and tweaked your nipple. Removing his lips from yours, he focuses on littering your neck and collarbones with kisses and bites as his hand returns to back down to your clit, still sensitive from your powerful previous orgasms. You try to warn him about this but he ignores your unsuccessful attempt to get him to stop, instead, he goes faster. This orgasm coming a lot faster than the other due to your increased sensitivity but it was just as powerful. Leaving you a shaking panting mess beneath your boyfriend.

“That’s it, Dragă mea. You’re being so good for me. But I know you have a couple more in you by the way you were acting tonight.” Florian cooed softly in your ear as your panting lessened. Your eyes were heavy and your body was weak already. You were already ready to tap out, but mama ain’t raised no bitch so you try to keep up with your boyfriend’s evil intentions. He stood up to take off his pants and shirt and gently massaged your legs as he laid down on the bed, ushering you on top of his length. This man made you cum so hard just using his mouth and fingers you had almost forgot he had brought dick with him too.

He helped you raise up slightly as he pushed the tip into you, hissing at your tightness and extreme wetness. You fell forward a little on his chest as he entered you. Filling you up deliciously, it was almost unbearable. He helped guide you up and down his dick because he knew you couldn’t do it by yourself. His tip brushing over your g-spot over and over had you moaning his name repeatedly like it was the only word you knew. “That’s right baby, fuck, you feel so good for me. So fucking wet and tight for Daddy. I feel you squeezing my dick, are you close again baby?.” He asked as he kept bringing you down on his dick, harder and faster each time than the one before. At this point you couldn’t even properly speak because of the pleasure that was enveloping you so you just nodded and continued trying your best to ride him. He apparently didn’t like that because he slapped your ass and held your hips tight and he fucked up into you. You started moaning louder and louder, trying to string together a somewhat coherent sentence.

“D-Daddyyyy. I’m so close. I’m gonna cum-mm. Can I please cum? Please?” You begged, hips rotating as Florian continues to pound into you. “Go ahead, Prințesa. Cum on this dick, you’re doing so well for me.” Florian praises as he brings you back down on his length one last time, bringing your body close to his as you ride out the aftershocks your fourth orgasm.

He laid you down on the bed, a sweaty, shaking mess. But he still wasn’t done with you. “Flo baby, I, I don’t know how much more I can take.” You panted, trying to see if you can just go with four for the night.

“Uh-uh, Dragă, I know you have one more in you. I’ll be gentle, I promise.”

Florian kissed your lips softly as he entered you slowly, making sure to be cautious of your very heightened sensitivity. Slow, deep thrusts that made your toes curl with every stroke he delivered as he placed kisses all over your exposed chest. Soft moans exchanged between the both of you as you wrapped your legs around his waist.

You guys made love often but this felt completely different. You couldn’t quite put your finger on it but you felt completely wrapped in blanket of love and protection. Your hands on his face, legs around his waist, staring deeply into each other’s eyes. It gave you a new feeling. It made you feel warm, loved, and cherished. You loved this feeling.

Not only that, you could feel your orgasm approaching again. You moan rather loudly as you warn your boyfriend. You feel him twitch inside you and know that he’s close as well. He starts rubbing your clit as you rack your brain trying to piece together the last few words you know in Romanian that you know will send you both over the edge. You look deep into his eyes as your nails rake down his back.

“Sunt pe cale să cum. Te rog să mă completezi. Te iubesc. Am nevoie de tine. Vă rog. Vino cu mine.”

And with that utterance, Florian spills into you. The feeling of his warmth inside you coupled with him rubbing your clit was enough to push you over the edge one last time. Breathing heavily, you both let out a happy, euphoric sigh as you came down from your respective highs.

After a minute or two Florian moved off of you to grab a wet washcloth to clean you up, making sure to be careful. He also grabbed your makeup wipes and bonnet to help you get ready for bed because he knew you definitely wouldn’t be able to walk to the bathroom and do it yourself.

Once you were both cleaned up, he laid back beside you, stroking your arm as you started to drift into a peaceful slumber. Before dozing off you mumbled something he almost couldn’t make out, but once he did he gave a light chuckle in response.

“Remind me to tease you like that again If that’s what’s gonna happen.”

And just like that, you both were out like a light.

You woke up to your phone going off. 2 missed phone calls from Michael, a missed FaceTime call and 3 missed messages from Denise. You started to read the messages when another call from Denise started to come through.

“Hello?”

“Girl we’ve been callin yo ass for the past 10 minutes.”

“Sorry, I just woke up.” You look behind you to your sleeping boyfriend, the gentle giant, still snoozing peacefully.

“Damn bitch it’s 12:30, y’all left at 10. He really put it down on you last night, huh? Details later. We’re outside with your stuff, come get it.”

“Okay, I’ll be down in a min.” You hung up and drug yourself out of bed and almost fell to the floor with the first step you took. Your legs were like complete Jell-O. “D has no idea how right she was.” You chuckled to yourself. You put on an oversized t-shirt and a pair of Flo’s gym shorts as you make your way to the door.

You finally made it down the stairs and to the door to be greeted by your two friends. You stood and talked for a couple minutes before you started to feel your legs buckle again. Before Denise has the chance to comment about your sexual conquest, you grab the boxes of food, Florian’s card, and told her you talk to her later. Quickly closing the door and hearing her laughter from the other side you make your way to the couch.

“Was that Michael and Denise?” You heard Florian ask as he can down the stairs clad in some black sweatpants. How can he manage to look so fine just waking up? You question internally.

“Yeah, dropping off our stuff.” You say as you give him the food to put away with a good morning peck.

You start to relax in the sofa until you hear Florian in the kitchen.

“WHAT THE FUCK?” He yelled, causing you to jump a little.

“What? What is it baby?” You asked, concern in your voice.

“This damn bill is $200! Looks like D and Michael got another entree to take home and dessert after we left.”

You didn’t even try to hold back your laughter because that sounds exactly like something they’d do. As you watched him head back upstairs to call and tell off Michael, you turned on the T.V. and pulled out your phone to Google ‘Wheelchair stores near me’ because you know you’ll need one for the rest of the day.

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Translations:

Prinţesă- Princess

Eu iubesc mai ales când mă tratezi ca pe o doamnă în public, apoi mă futi ca o pornstar când ajungem acasă. Știu exact de ce te numesc Big Nasty- I especially love when you treat me like a lady in public, then fuck me as a pornstar when we get home. I know exactly why you're called Big Nasty.

Dragă- Darling

Mai Mult? Orice pentru tine, prințesă- More? Anything for you, princess

Vă pot spune cât de aproape sunteți, iubirea mea. Ți-ar plăcea cum? Faceți o mizerie pe mea fața și degetele, prințesă. Știu că asta vrei tu, dragă- I can tell you how close you are, my love. Would you like that? Make a mess on my face and fingers, princess. I know that's what you want, darling.

Sunt pe cale să cum. Te rog să mă completezi. Te iubesc. Am nevoie de tine. Vă rog. Vino cu mine- I'm about to cum. Please fill me up. I love you. I need you. Please. Come with me.

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Hello! would it be alright if I requested headcanon's (sfw or nsfw :P) of florian with a reader who is equally as jealous of a person as florian? (if not more), I really enjoyed your general hc's of him so I thought I'd ask ^^

☆ florian brand ; jealous reader! sfw & nsfw headcanons

pairing / florian brand x afab gn! reader

disclaimer / manipulation themes, mentions of biting, overstimulation

word count / 749 words

author's note / i love this request and i'm glad you enjoyed my general headcanons on florian!

SFW

☆ a partner equally jealous as florian, oh he’ll be over the moon. it felt good to know how much you each badly wanted each other but at times, it can become overwhelming.

☆ the intensity of it all can become scary as you both got off on pushing each other's buttons. whether it’s you being near another person or expressing any hint of interest (no matter how little), it’s something you got off on.

☆ he attempts to hide his annoyance in public to you, but you know him better. you'll notice he's awfully more clingy to you. he loves your every attention, if your attention is elsewhere, he’d be burying his head on your shoulders with his hands firm on your waist but you can feel his death grip.

☆ he’s kissing you deep and hard until your lips are swollen, your bottom lip beginning to bleed. you’re practically suffocating under him as he steals every breath out of you.

☆ if it’s someone that’s touched you, even if it was a graze, he’d fixatedly scrub that part of your skin with that beaming smile of his but his eyes are narrowed with distaste, as if he’s scrubbing dirt off you. his scrubbing could get too much to the point it stings, which you’ll have to retreat your hand away from him.

“i’m sorry my dear.. there was dirt on you. you’re all clean now!"

☆ when you’re the one jealous over him, he’s practically beaming with happiness with how you’re reacting. whether it’s telling whoever off that’s near me or shouting at him, he’s overjoyed to the point he’ll make you forget it all by simply caressing your cheeks with that lovestruck expression on him.

“you’re everything i want..”

☆ he’s whining to you on how absolutely adorable you are when you’re so obsessive over him, how cute you are when you want him so badly, how much he loves it when you’re like this over him.

☆ he’s obsessed with everything about you, going through great lengths and beyond to convey his passion for you. he’s jealous of everyone around you, believing that they’ll steal you in one way or another.

☆ his insecurities screaming inside of him to just take you away from everyone and have you only depend on him but every time those thoughts come up, he pushes them away faintly.

NSFW

☆ in private, he’s venting his jealousy with his own affection to you. even the littlest of things gets florian riled up with jealousy so no matter what, if he’s jealous, it’ll be a long night for you both (especially if you purposefully made him jealous).

☆ he’s putting you in every position that you possibly can be in. he’s talking and talking and loud mumbling on how you can make him so, so jealous.. as if you don’t even care about him.

☆ his eyes are always locked with yours, not ever looking away. he’s practically begging with his ryes for you to praise him like you always do and validate his feelings, remind him on how much you love him.

☆ he’s fondling your chest and pinching, biting you in every way possible (especially your neck). the parts in your body that nobody will ever see but him, oh that’s everything to him.

☆ he wants to hear everything from you, he’s sucking on your nipples to hear all of those cute little mewls of yours, flicking on the bud of it and looking up at you with those puppy dog eyes of his as if searching for any pleasurable approval of you.

☆ you’ll be locked under a mating press, your skin on his being deathly sweaty. florian is already long gone, completely pussy drunk and ramming into you with no thoughts but to keep on going, climax after climax.

☆ your voice will be sore by the very end and the sun is rising already once you both reach your end, he has to clock in his job in a few hours but he could care less. his hands wrapped around your entire form and him kissing your hair.

“no one will love you as much as i do.”