Caught Up in Your Gravity

AN: Hello, darling. Thanks for sending in this request! ❤️ Apologies for taking so long. Also, I've never written mirror sex before so lol hope this is okay (and is worth the wait lol) 🤞🤞

(Un-beta'd)

Rated: M+ (this is smut so, i mean, you’ve been warned?) Words: 558 Pairing: Santiago "Pope" Garcia x F!Reader Warnings: pwp, cursing, p in v, mirror sex, praise kink, possibly terrible writing. AO3

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You’re hot, so hot, the sweat beading and dripping down your skin in rivulets. It pools behind your knees as you kneel at the edge of the bed, your back flush against Santiago’s chest, his hands gripping your hips as you meet another of his languid thrusts with a moan. His skin is slippery, sliding deliciously against your own, alighting what feels like every nerve with pleasure. 

“Taking me so well, querida,” he rasps, his breath hot against your ear. “Such a good girl.”

Your breath hitches in your chest at his words, your eyes meeting his in the mirror as he continues to fuck into you from behind. He groans as you clench around him, mumbling something unintelligible into your neck. Your breasts bounce as he snaps his hips against yours a little harder, and you gasp as he loses himself in the feel of you.