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Pete âMaverickâ Mitchell x reader!
Warningsâ ď¸: this contains mentions of cheating and infidelity. It also contains some angst and very detailed smut, so if any of that is not your thing, I completely understand.
Authors note: before you read, I must clarify that I do not support infidelity or cheating. This is just fiction. Remember we all must act with responsibility.
(You might feel bad for IcemanđŤŁ)
Summary: you are in a relationship with Tom âIcemanâ Kasansky, but you accidentally fell in love with someone elseâŚand that someone else is none other that Pete âMaverickâ Mitchell. One night your feelings get the best of you and you end up with Maverick in your bed.
*This is really, really long*
Your boyfriend Iceman had left you at your doorstep after a fun night at the club with him and his classmates. You wave saying goodbye and he blows you a quick kiss before starting to drive to his own apartment.
You take out your keys from your purse and open the door. You enter and close the door taking off your shoes and leave them on the floor.
You then start walking to your bedroom, but before you can reach the room, you hear the doorbell ring. âWho could be that?â You ask softly to yourself and start walking back to the door.
When you open it, you see none other than Pete âMaverickâ Mitchell standing at your doorstep with a confident smirk on his face.
âMaverick? What the hell are you doing hereâ you ask scared that someone might see you with him.
You and Maverick had been sneaking around for a couple of days now. You knew you felt something for him and so did he, but nothing had happened between the both of you. At least not until now.
âJust wanted to see youâ he replies with the same smirk still on his face and you whisper-yelled âare you crazy?! Someone could see us!â You take his hand and quickly get him in your house.
âWhat are you really doing here?â You ask again and he says âreally, I just wanted to see you. You looked distraught at the club and I got worried. You okay?â
You were surprised he noticed. You could swear you had hidden it really well. Even Iceman didnât notice it, but Maverick did.
âYes, Iâm okay. I was just thinkingâŚâ he smirked and asked playfully âyou were thinking of me?â You giggle lightly and hit his arm playfully saying âno, you dork. I was thinking of Iceâ
You sigh and look down saying âam I a terrible person?â He knew what you meant. He knew you couldnât help but feel guilty sometimes for lying to Iceman.
He moves closer to you and takes his hand to rest on your right cheek gently caressing it with his thumb and he says âI donât think so. You just fell in love with someone else. You didnât choose that. How could loving someone ever be a crime?â
You raise your head and look in his eyes. âMav?â You said. âWould you stay with me? Here? Tonight? I donât want to be aloneâ
His bushy eyebrows went up in surprise and his eyes widened. His lips parted but he didn't know what to say.
"Please don't goâ You repeated.
You wondered if you sounded desperate but you couldn't help it.
"Y/N," Pete started. "IâŚ..uh, um.."
Without thinking you put your index finger to his lips to hush him.
"Please, Pete. Will you please do something for me?"
You removed your finger from his lips so he could answer.
"For you? Anything." Pete whispered.
"Sleep with me." You said, rather boldly.
His eyes widened again and he chuckled. Was it your imagination or did he actually sound nervous? You thought someone like him never got nervous.
"Oh, sweetheart," He moaned.
You realized both of you were breathing heavy even though nothing had happened but talking.
He didn't say anything more and for a minute you wanted to burst into tears again. Here you were practically throwing yourself at him. You thought maybe you were starting to cross a line, but you quickly ruled that out. Technically, the two of you weren't doing anything wrong. Right?
"Y/N." Pete said, tentatively. "Honey. You don't know what you're saying. I know youâre confused right now and..."
"We don't have to have sex," You told him quickly although you certainly wouldn't be opposed to it.
"We could just...literally sleep together."
He smiled at your suggestion but you realized how silly it sounded. You were sure a man as good-looking as Pete "Maverick" Mitchell didn't spend the night with a woman just to literally sleep with her.
He reached over and cupped the sides of your face with his hands.
"Sweetheartâ His face was soft with emotion as he gazed into your eyes. "I really don't think that would be a good idea."
He moved his thumb down over your lips.
The motion sent little electric currents throughout your body. You closed your eyes and then let them flutter open.
Pete's eyes were on your lips as he simply said low and husky:
"Because I don't know if I could control myself."
This is wrong. This is wrong. You tried to remind yourself, but your feelings got the best of you and you kissed him. He got lost in the kiss loving how good your lips felt against his, but then he quickly broke the kiss.
"Look, Y/N." He said. "Let me be clear. I didn't come over here to try to get into your pantsâ
You opened your mouth to protest but he stopped you.
"No, wait, listen," He told you. "I just don't want you think that l'm trying to take advantage of you. I was really worried about you."
Your heart couldn't melt enough. The thought that he was just trying to seduce you hadn't even crossed your mind. You knew he cared. He always cared. And that exact feeling of knowing he cared for you was what made you blind and you said
âMaverick, take me to bedâ. He didnât know what to say. He didnât expect that at all.
âSweetheart, you really donât have to-â
you wanted this. And you wanted it now, before you could change your mind.
âPleaseâ you whisper.
Who was he to say ânoâ to you. How could he say ânoâ to you when you looked at him with your beautiful eyes pleading for him to make love to you.
He gently kissed your lips once more getting lost in the feeling. Your lips matched with his so perfectly. It felt so good to kiss him. His lips were soft and delicate against yours.
You jump and wrap your legs around his waist as he puts his hands on your butt to hold you.
He takes you to your room and walks to the bed. He ever so gently lays you on it, not taking his eyes off of you. His stare was intense and it felt as if he was trying to look through your very own soul.
âAre you sure you want to do this? We donât have to, babyâ Maverick says softly. You both knew this was wrong. There was no context you could think of where this wasnât wrong, but damn, it felt so right and that is why you said
He slowly takes off every piece of clothing you had on, kissing every part of your skin that was being uncovered. Then he also took off his clothes.
While looking deeply into your eyes, Maverick takes his hand to your face to softly caress your cheek whispering a quiet âI love youâ so only you could hear it even though there was no one else in the room.
You wanted to think of Ice and how you would hurt him if he knew what you were about to do with his rival. You wanted to stop yourself from doing this, but you couldnât when this man was on top of you admiring you as if you were the most precious ever painted artwork and treating you as the most delicate thing heâd ever touched.
He kissed you passionately but sweetly. Your tongues danced together and your hands reached to trail over his back as you desperately needed him closer.
He slowly slid himself inside of you and he instantly felt like he was in heaven.
He moved at a slow, sensual pace. Maverick had never thought sex could be more than just a hobby for a good time. He had never felt the urge to be closer to that person, he had never felt the need to touch and love every part of that personâs body.
You were so close that It was humanly impossible to get any closer, but somehow, he wanted more. He wanted to feel every inch of your skin. He needed you closer.
He lets out a loud moan as he raises his head from your neck and closes his eyes feeling you wrapped around him as you sensually leave a trace of saliva down his neck with your tongue.
He looks down at you again and gently brushes the tip of your nose with his smiling softly as he whispers âyouâre beautifulâ
You smile and center your attention on his beautiful facial features. His thin lips, his manly, distinctive nose, his emerald green eyes. You were so lost in him that you didnât realize he had started peppering your face with sweet, sloppy kisses.
But you were brought back to reality when you felt him hit your g-spot. The feeling slightly takes you aback and you let out a sound you didnât know you could do, so you embarrassed take your hand from his back to cover your mouth.
He chuckles softly at your cuteness and takes your hand in his intertwining his fingers with yours as he passionately kisses your lips.
âPeteâ you moan his name quietly and he softly whispers in your ear âIâm here, sweetheartâ
You had never felt like this before. Of course, you had had sex with your boyfriend, Iceman, but he never made you feel like this. He never made you feel like the most delicate and beautiful flower to ever grace this planet.
Maverick made you feel like the only woman on earth. The most beautiful. And you were to him. He hadnât been able to look at women the same since he met you. Now, he could only see you.
And it hurt him in the soul to know that you were not his. You were Icemanâs girl.
Maverick knew he was young and he knew he could be stupid sometimes. He didnât understand some of his feelings but he was more than sure that what he felt for you was not simple physical attraction. He was convinced that you were the one who stole his heart completely.
Looking at you, right now, feeling you, touching you, and pleasing you in the most beautiful of ways, made him feel complete.
He thrusted in and out of you slowly, trying to make it last as much as possible. He wanted to please you. Right now, he only cared about your pleasure and making you forget all your worries for at least one moment.
âGod, Maverick, please donât stopâ. As I said, he just wanted to please you. He thrusted deeply into you, ensuring you felt every inch.
He places wet, sloopy kisses all over your face. Your forehead, your cheeks, your nose, your chin. He wanted to worship you. He wanted to worship you in every way possible.
âDonât close your eyes, sweetheart. Look at me, let me see your beautiful eyesâ says Maverick.
He desperately wanted you to look at him. He wanted you to know it was him and you had nothing to worry about right now. You were safe with him.
When you opened your eyes, he smiled and leaned to kiss you softly as you caressed his bare back. He then rested his forehead against yours and whispered
âI love youâ and he kissed you again.
You couldnât say it back. It was wrong and you already felt guilty enough, but he knew you felt just the same way. And that was enough for Maverick.
You start to feel your orgasm close as he thrust slightly faster than before. The position was heavenly. You could feel his deep thrusts in your stomach, his grasp around your body keeping you safe.
âGod, Mav, I- I think Iâm gonna cumâ you moan feeling your awaited climax and he says âcum, sweetheart, donât hold it back, cumâ and you did. You came hard and so did he.
When you both finally catch your breaths and calm down, Maverick leans down and rubs the tip of your nose with his smiling tiredly and he softly asks âare you okay? Was I too rough?â
You smile and shake your head saying âno, no, that was perfectâŚâ. Maverick then slips out of you and maneuvers you both so youâre laying on top of him. You rest your head on his chest feeling the cold touch of the material of his dog-tags and he gently caresses your hair and cuddles you close.
You were exhausted but very satisfied
You both laid in silence for a moment until you whispered âMav?â âHmm?â You take a moment before saying softly ââŚi donât regret itâ. You knew you shouldnât say that. It was wrong. It was a sin, but could someone really blame you? Could someone really blame you for falling in love with the wrong person?
To Maverick, however, it meant the world to him to know that you didnât regret anything of what had happened between you both and he smiled as he said âneither do I, baby, neither do Iâ
You both fell asleep minutes later. You felt safe in his arms and you slept peacefully knowing that you didnât have to worry about anything, even if it was for a quick moment.
The next morning you woke up alone. He was gone, but there was a note with a little rose on your pillow. You grabbed the note and it read:
Iâm sorry I canât be there when you wake up. I would have loved waking up next to you, but I had to go back to Top Gun, but I promise Iâm coming back.
Meet me at the park tonight at 8:00 pm. Itâs confidentialâĽď¸.
Oh, what had you gotten yourself intoâŚ