REQUESTS CLOSED Formula 1 One Shots III

[53 & 54] - [Mobster!Mick]

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53. "Come, sit in my lap"
54. "You look so sexy in my button-ups"

You had gone upstairs to take a shower and get to bed an hour ago already, with Mick's promise that he'd come upstairs soon too, in the back of your mind. You could guess by the way he had been hovering over the papers on his desk and the laptop in front of him, that soon could take a lot longer than you had interpret it. You sighed deeply, you had taken your time to wash your hair properly, get a mask in, shave your limbs and give your skin a well deserved treatment with body scrub and washing foam and afterwards your favourite moisturizer. You had blow dried your hair, dropping your robe to the floor to get something to wear for bed. You looked over at the bed, but it was still empty. Draping one of his button-ups over your shoulders, you pushed your arms through the sleeves and sat down in front of the mirror as you loosely buttoned the shirt.

You did your night time skincare routine, but you eventually got impatient for Mick with the thought of going to bed alone. You made your way downstairs, padding down the marble tiles on your bare feet while making your way to his office. His door was ajar and you knocked on it once before entering ahead, not waiting for a response. Mick looked up at you over the screen of his laptop, a gentle sparkle visible in his eyes. His office was dimlighted, just the two lamps on his broad desk were turned on, however his eyes seemed to light up no matter how dark it or how many lights were on. "What are you doing here, love?" Mick asked, watching you cross your arms over your chest while leaning your hip against the side of the mahogany. "I waited a long time for you upstairs." The soft pout on your lips causing him to let out a low chuckle, a warmth blossoming in his chest at the thought of his girl missing him.

Mick let his eyes dart over your silky strands that hung down your back, freshly blown out. He could smell the body spray you had used after showering. His teeth gnawed at his lower lip at the sight of you in one of his shirts, a few buttons locked, while the other left enough of your skin bare to let his imagination run wild. "You look so sexy in my button-ups, baby," Mick hummed, sitting up straight and watching you as you made a few steps forward. "I love wearing them," you replied with a small smile, unfolding your arms from your chest and crossing your feet at your ankles, making him adore you even more at the moment. Mick was still dressed in the dark blue suit he had been wearing all day, the white blouse pulling taught around his chest and his biceps, the dark blue slacks tight in all the right places. His necklace was slightly visible, which was worn around his muscled neck.

"Come, sit in my lap," Mick asked, making you approach him more and settle on his thighs. "Will you be done soon?" you purred, goosebumps rising upon your skin by the delicate way his fingers trailed up your bare legs, his hands eventually curling around your waist and holding you tightly. "Mhm, I will," Mick hummed. "I don't like to fall asleep alone," you added, your hands resting on his firm pectorals. "I have one thing to finish," he announced. "Stay with me," Mick muttered against your skin, pressing a kiss to your neck while he looked over your shoulder at his laptop again. You rested your head on his shoulder, mindlessly drawing circles on his back while his arms wrapped around you to reach for the keyboard of the device. Just like he promised, he finished soon after and he lifted you up to put you on his desk.

You smiled up at him, making Mick look back at you and he leaned down to nuzzle his nose against yours. "Can't resist that pretty smile, darling," his voice had lowered and your lips parted with a soft breath, which he captured as his lips kissed you firmly. Mick lifted you up again, letting you curl your legs around his waist as he carried you upstairs, making up for the time you had to wait for him by loving you till you fell asleep together.