#florian munteanu smut
Get You ☔️ Florian Munteanu
|part 1: Get You| |part 2: Heaven| |part 3: Hell|
Warnings: language, implied smut, use of n word, little bit of tension, lots of sexual tension
Tags:@rebellious-desires@mrsbanreswillseeyou@eclecticblkgirl
Relationship: Florian Munteanu x black plus sized reader
“Y/N over here” my best friend China waves me down. I see her boyfriend Florian there and he greets me with a wide smile. China’s sister India is sitting next to her and she nods as I get to the table. I sit in the high chair across from Florian. I will admit I’ve always found him attractive but what girl wouldn’t? His pretty hazel eyes and built shape. The fact that I know for one he’s down for the swirl but for two he can pick someone up of a larger size just has my panties soaking. But nonetheless that’s my best friends man. The problem is I’m not sure how long they’ll be together seeing as she changes niggas like panties.
“How’ve you’ve been?” He asks
“I’ve been good all I do is work so it’s nice to come out and enjoy the day with y’all. What about you how’s fighting” Florian is a well established boxer
“Great I fight this weekend which I’m ready for” I nod “which I wanted to talk to you about my managers wife is having a baby on Thursday and I was hoping you could come with me during my fight. You could help with negotiations and furthermore you speak French”
“Yea that’s perfect when are we leaving and coming back? I’ll have to let work know”
“Jesus you practically have to make a 2 weeks notice with her” India says. I never really cared for India cause she say a lot of slick shit but that’s my best friends sisters so I just went along with it. But best believe I’m not one for all the arguing.
“Well that’s what happens when you all you do is stack money” I shrug. She stares at me wildly and I shake my head chuckling to myself.
“uh Yea we leave Thursday night and come back Tuesday. The fight is on Saturday in Paris”
“Really? I’ve always wanted to go to France”
“Wait wait wait why didn’t you ask my sister?” India asks
“Because he asked me” I retort getting irritated. Home girl keep thinking she can say the slick shit and get away with it
“He asked me but I can’t take off” China says sipping her mimosa. I’m looking her way and I feel eyes on me so I look over at Florian who’s eyes are indeed on me. He doesn’t hold back when I look at him. Instead a smirk perks on his lips and I feel butterflies erupting in my stomach.
“Is it gonna be all work or can we go to like a French bar?” I ask jokingly
“No we’ll definitely have time to sightsee and do things”
“Ok good I’m excited” I smile “um I should order the plane ticket now huh?”
“No need I already paid”
“Oh well thanks I’ll give you the money back just let me know” he chuckles shaking his head
“Y/N you’re good don’t worry about it” I shake my head knowing I’ll lose the fight of trying to repay him. My mind wanders to his tongue. I wonder how good his tongue is since he’s so skilled in speaking. My thighs unconsciously clamp together and I bite my lip staring at my plate. I feel someone watching so I look back up directly at Florian who has the smallest smirk on his face. He may not know exactly what I was thinking but I’m sure he had a good idea of what and who it was about.
….
We’re all finished and now we’re just at the car and Florian comes over to me. His hands in his pockets, smile on his face and sunglasses hiding those gorgeous eyes.
“So are you ready to take over France?”
“More than ready I’m so excited”
“Good. I think we’ll have a lot of fun together” he bites his lip and I blush licking my glossed lips.
“I think we will too”
“Florian let’s go. I have to get to target before they close”
“Ok” he nods “I’ll see you on Thursday”
“See you then”
Heaven Florian Munteanu
|part 1: Get You| |part 2: Heaven| |part 3: Hell|
Warnings: language, smut, nsfw
Song- Streets: Doja Cat
Tags:@rebellious-desires@mrsbanreswillseeyou@eclecticblkgirl@designerwriterchic@bvssmob
Relationship: Florian Munteanu x black plus sized reader
My alarm goes off and I happily get up getting ready for our trip to Paris. I go to the bathroom wetting my face with warm water seeing as cold water just makes me mad. I exfoliate my face and lips before moving on to brush my teeth and swish some mouthwash.
I hop in the shower scrubbing, shaving, and exfoliating my body with my warm vanilla sugar scented soap from bath and body works. I rinse off the soap and step out applying coconut oil to my damp body then applying the matching warm vanilla sugar lotion to lock in the moisture. I’m black we gotta stay hydrated and mind out business.
I put on some deodorant and face moisturizer grabbing a black bra and some burgundy rhinestone Brazilian panties. I grab the outfit laid on my nearby chair and my Nike air 270’s. I sit at my vanity doing a light makeup look and adding some Vaseline for that shine affect on my lips. I decide to tie up my long braids in a cute little bun and I see my phone buzz. I swipe right and answer Florian’s call “good morning” I smile
“Good morning” my breath physically catches in my throat at his deep raspy morning voice. “Are you ready?”
“Yes I am”
“Oh and be sure to have something nice we’re going to brunch with my family”
“Oh ok” I nod. I did pack some fancy outfits because it’s Paris who wouldn’t but I know China hasn’t met his family yet. “So do you fight tonight?”
“No tomorrow. And we’ll be staying with my parents at their house”
“We’re not staying in a hotel?”
“No” he chuckles
“Ok then”
….
I park my car on a vacant lot seeing a singular airplane and Florian sitting on the steps. I get out and my jaw is dropped to the core of the earth.
“Hey baby girl” he jogs over hugging me and I’m too in shock to even acknowledge the nickname. I pop the trunk and grab my suitcase before he takes it from me “I could’ve got it”
“For what I’m here. You look good”
“Thank you” I smile “so you own this plane?”
“Kinda me and my brother went half on it. You’ll get to meet him later” he winks. Flo takes my luggage to the flight attendants and holds my hand leading me into the spacious red leather interior of the plane.
“This is dope Flo” I say
“Thank you” we sit across from each other and the flight attendant brings us champagne in a glass.
I take a sip and I can taste how expensive it is.
“So how long will this flight be?”
“About 12 hours” I sigh as we take off.
“Well how do we pass time?” He cocks up his eyebrow Suggestively and I smile.
…
“Ok how old were you when you lost your virginity?” I ask looking over. We’ve now moved next to each other giggling from the champagne.
“15” he answers. We’re playing a game of truth or strip. It’s simple. If you don’t wanna answer your truth you have to strip. Better than truth or dare. He has taken off his socks, shirt and watch and I took off my biker shorts and socks.
“Oh” I nod “if you had to choose between me and Brad Pitt to have sex with who would it be”
“Can I choose both?” I laugh
“Nope”
“Ok I would choose you” I laugh “I don’t know Brad like that or how good he is”
“How do you know I’m good in bed?” he leans getting closer.
“Aside from the details China tells me I can tell you know how to use what you got”
“What do you mean?” He smiles.
“You know what I mean” I laugh. Deep down I want him to prove me right but that would be completely outta line.
“I need an example” all of a sudden I’m shy but not to shy to bite my tongue.
“Like your tongue you look like you know how to use it in the best way” He doesn’t say anything he just stares at me. I feel myself leaning in. He’s leaning too. Our lips attach and it was like a flame was set off in my body. I’m frozen but my lips are still moving in sync with his.
Flo’s large hand caresses thigh then bring them in my underwear rubbing slowly at my clit. I moan in his mouth and he speeds up. Out of instinct I try to close my thighs arching my back but he keeps a good grip. He slips a finger in and starts kissing my neck. I moan out but the flash of my best friends face crosses my mind and I place my hands on his shoulders and stop all movements.
“You’re with China” I say breathing heavily. He nods looking down and my clit is throbbing and so badly I want so much more but I know I’d feel the worse whether China found out or not.
“You’re right I’m sorry” he nods taking his hand out of my underwear. His fingertip is wet with my juices and I let out a puff of air holding my head in my hands. I grab my pants and we redress ourselves before sitting back down. I sigh closing my eyes getting comfortable. All I can think about is his head between my legs and him being dominant and absolutely man-handling me. I open my eyes again looking out the window at the dark night sky.
‘Something takes over me and I straddle Flo and grab his arms wrapping them around me. I grab his face kissing him and he grinds me against his hard on. He’s quick to pull off my underwear and shimmy down his pants just a little bit. The tip inserts through my walls and I-‘
“Y/N you should probably get some rest” I snap out of my thoughts and he’s just staring at me.
“Yea you’re right” he stands to grabbing two blankets from the closet. He hands me one and I give off a small smile and a thank you. I pull the heavy soft blanket over my body up to my chin before taking a deep breath that transitions me into a deep sleep.
…
I wake up just at sunrise to see Florian asleep. He looks peaceful when he’s asleep. I look out the window watching the beautiful sky. It’s painted a mix of pink purple and yellow in the cleanest way.
I smile and stand up stretching my legs and back. There’s a big window at the back of the plane and I walk back there folding my arms just looking.
I feel arms around my waist and Florian’s hand slides up my neck to my jaw bringing my lips to his. I can’t help but kiss back now. This is so wrong but it feels so right.
I turn my body taking in his embrace and his hands go down to my butt giving it a light squeeze. He stops kissing me and walks away back to his seat. I watch his eyes close and I go sitting next to him. I lay my head on his shoulder. He wraps his arm around me and I lay on his chest drifting to sleep once again.
…
We are just getting off the plane in the warm climate of France. Considering it’s spring there’s a slight chill in the air making me put on a light jacket. Flo grabs our bags taking it to the car and the driver gets out. He looks like Flo honestly. Not as tall but still over 6 feet, green hazel eyes, pretty smile. The have a resemblance towards each other. Florian gives him a big hug with a laugh “how’ve you been?” The guy asks
“I’ve been good. This is Y/N. Y/N this is my brother Daniel” he opens his arms and I give him a big hug.
“Nice to meet you” he smiles
“Nice to meet you too”
“How’s China” he glances at me smiling
“She’s great” he nods
“Good well let’s not waste any time let’s go” he nods. I get in the backseat and I see a woman in the front. “Hi I’m Amelia” she introduces. Perfect skin, long legs, gorgeous blonde hair. She’s a model.
“Hi I’m Y/N” she smiles sweetly and turns around. Florian sits next to me and his brother gets in the driver seat as we pull off in the beautiful city of Paris. Or as I like to call it, Heaven.
As we go through I’m glued to the window tapping Flo’s thigh every time I see something cool like mimes, flowers, and even puppies. I notice Flo’s hand on my thigh and I want to move it so badly for the sake of just feeling bad but I can’t. This feels so good.
We arrive at the house shortly after and it’s huge to say the least. I get out and Daniel opens the trunk. I go to grab my bag and Florian smacks my hand. My jaw drops with a laugh emitting from both of us while Daniel and his wife walk by.
“I’ll get it” he says. He picks up my suitcase and his as well rolling both of them into the house. I’m still enjoying the exterior. An older gentleman comes out looking at me. I walk up to him and a huge smile spreads across his face. “Are you English?” His thick accent much like Flo’s emits through his perfect teeth.
“Close. American. I’m Y/N, Florian’s friend”
“No girlfriend?” His thick accent doesn’t stop the curiosity but still love coming from him.
“No she’s at home” I smile. He extends his arms pulling me in for a hug. He smells like teakwood and a little bit of backwoods.
“We have dinner tonight. You like goat?”
“Never tried it” I laugh. He wraps his arm around my shoulder walking me into his house “your house is beautiful”
“Thank you. Me and my wife built it when Daniel was born” he explains “from the ground up and this is one house I will never get rid of”
“I’m just in love with it” an older woman appears with broad shoulders and a disgusted look on her face staring right into my soul.
“Who this?” She asks pointing to me. I hate when people wave their fingers in my face it makes me wanna fight. But for her sake I’ll chalk it up to a culture difference.
“Diana this is Y/N Florian’s friend” his father speaks “oh my apologies my name is Emilio”
“You think you’re good enough for my son?”
“Excuse me?”
“Ma stop” Florian scolds “what the hell is wrong with you”
“I apologize she can be a handful sometimes. Which is why we’re separated” Emilio says to me. I can’t help but giggle and he shows me around more with Flo behind us.
…
I get out the steamy shower and a knock comes at my door. I open it slightly seeing its Florian dressed in a Nike tracksuit. I’m only in a towel and I smile at him. “Hey you look good” I step aside allowing him in and he shuts the door sitting on the bed.
“Thanks” he answers “you look better. I think my mom will love that” he laughs
“Funny” I smile sarcastically laughing to myself
“Y/N I’m sorry but I just can’t help myself when I’m around you. Every time even when all of us like me you and China are together I want to make you mine and I know that’s your best friend-“ I cut him off with a kiss. That’s that wrenching feeling inside of me knowing I’m going to hurt my best friend is strong. But my feelings for him are stronger. What we have built is too strong for me to just walk away.
“Let’s just have fun this weekend and we’ll see where to go from there” I reassure him. Florian slides his hand up my thigh dangerously close to my bare pussy. Before he moves any higher I push his hand away “I have to get ready”
“Alright alright” he stands up “just meet me downstairs” he kisses my head and I shut the door behind him. I sigh shaking my head ridding myself of the thought that betrays myself and my best friend the most. I go in my suitcase grabbing the short casual t-shirt dress I brought. It accentuates my curves but still is simple.
I grab some sandals sliding those on and snapping the strap to my ankle. I take one last look in the mirror before opening the door to his mother standing right in front of me. “Hi?” I respond in more of a question like tone
“Are you going to Florians fight in 2 days?” She asks
“I am” she rolls her eyes muttering something under her breath. “What was that?” I call out daring her to say it again. People, especially older people, need to realize respect isn’t given it’s earned and if you put me in a position where I have every right to disrespect you, then that’s that.
“Take your ass back on the plane and go home. My son doesn’t need you” Just then I hear Florian yell and he comes up the stairs.
“Let’s go Y/N” he grabs my hand but I yank it away too heated in the moment to understand he means good.
“Nah she wanna sit here and keep disrespecting me. I’ve had enough. Me and him aren’t-“ Florian picks me up taking me downstairs where he sets me down on my feet. His hands are still clad at my waist as I fume.
“I’m tired of her talking to me like she’s lost her gotdamn mind”
“Just don’t let her get to you. I’ll talk to her later tonight. Please” he begs. I sigh and he pulls me in for a tight hug. I take a deep breath of his cologne gathering my thoughts. I let go and walk in front of him to the kitchen earning a swat to my behind. I shake my head and we approach the table full of others. They all stare at me including his mother sitting at the end. I sit down and Flo sits next to me. The maids bring out an appetizer and it’s an orange soup. I grab my spoon taking a sip and it’s delicious.
“This is called a zuppa toscana” Emilio says “something my mother used to make me and my brothers all the time” he smiles. The family engulfs themselves in chatty conversations and I continue sipping on my soup. Flashbacks of the plane and Florian rubbing my pussy keep hitting me creating a waterfall in my panties. I can already feel their soaked through. I stretch my hand on his thigh lightly resting it there. Florian glances at me before going back to his food. I move my hand on top of his crotch rubbing lightly making a firm grip. I feel his thigh twitch and his hazel turn into a dark brown. I keep rubbing him through his pants feeling him harden. I keep rubbing until the chef comes out of the kitchen.
“The food is taking some time but it will be out shortly” the chef announces smiling.
“Perfect Y/N come with me” Florian grabs my hand dragging me with him throughout the house.
He opens the big glass door and lets me out first. I look around seeing we’ve entered a beautiful garden. “This is gorgeous” he shuts the door and grabs my hand not saying a word. Florian leads me through it to a bench in front of some flowers. I bite my lip and he wraps his hand around my throat sealing any space between us with a kiss. His hands move to my butt giving it a nice squeeze. I gasp feeling his tongue slip in my mouth. I feel dizzy and hot. I’m not sure who’s air I’m breathing anymore. He lets go and I suck in a breath of air as Florian sits on the bench. He pulls my dress off tearing off the thin fabric of my lace thong. He sits me on his lap and I wrap my arms around his broad shoulders. I grind along his hard-on as he grips the back of my neck holding me in a powerful kiss. I lift my dress up pulling my underwear to the side while he unbuckles his pants. Florian lets out a big girthy dick and I watch as it pulsates and leaked with precum.
I grab ahold of it and glide myself onto him feeling his dick expand my walls gracefully. Once I’m fully on him Florian grabs my hips digging into them guiding me to ride him. This increases my pleasure somehow.
“I’ve waited for this for so long” he moans bucking my hips faster. I bounce my ass and my acrylics glide through his short hair. My breath is caught in my throat by how fast I’m going and how big he is. My hands move to his chest and I let out that first succulent moan. Florian rolls my hips faster attaching his lips to my neck heightening my pleasure. I claw at his chest hearing his deep voice rumble in my neck “I’ve wanted this tight pussy around my cock and in my mouth since I first met you”
My moans get louder hearing his vulgarity and my legs begin shaking from the pressure building in my center. Florian holds me down with one arm and his other hand snakes up to my mouth silencing my moans. Somehow this makes this rendezvous 10x hotter. He starts pounding me out from below and the only thing you can hear is skin slapping on skin and his low grunts and moans.
“Are you gonna cum on me?” I nod furiously trying to push away from his death grip. The pounding becoming too much “uh uh take this dick”
I have no choice but to sit there and take it. My entire body tensed and I begin my convulsions while gripping on the bottom of his shirt. He takes his hand off my mouth and I instantly move to his neck where loud moans are muffled in his shirt. “Fuck I’m gonna cum” I hop off to the best of my ability and get on my knees. I grab the base of his dick jerking it hard while sucking on the tip. Before I know it warm, bitterness is brought into my mouth while he grips the edge of the bench moaning. He’s gripping so hard that his knuckles are turning white.
“That’s my girl” I milk him dry and keep sucking until he’s begging me to stop. I come off his member with a pop and smile at him. Florian grabs my throat giving me a wet sloppy nasty kiss.
“You’re so nasty” he smiles “I love it”
I pull my dress down and discard my underwear in my bra. Florian fixes himself and I see the door open. It’s the chef.
“The food is ready. I was told you might be out here since it’s your favorite spot”
“Yes thank you. Just showing her the flowers” he extends his hand and I walk in front of him. The chef leaves the door open walking away and I giggle to myself thinking of what we just did. I’m gonna beat myself up later about it.
