Scenario: Reader finds Flambae crying in the break room and debates of they should comfort him but Flambae catches reader seeing him cry so reader reassures his anxious mind.
Author notes: (H/N) = Hero name, story is kind of short.
Request ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ the story is rather short, so I hope I satisfy people 😭
Tw: Profanity, crying, !nvisigal mention, but other than that, no nsfw. Pure fluff.
You walked through the SDN building, humming a tune as you had brought some lunch from outside. "Where the boxes at?" You repeated in the tune, singing the stupid song you couldn't get out of your head since this morning. You walk past Robert and smiled at him, stopping as you had two coffees in hand. "Hey, Rob." You said as you nodded at him, seeing Robert walk over.
"Hey, (H/N)." Robert said as he looked at the coffee. "Oh, thanks. You're a lifesaver." He groaned out as he grabbed the cup that said 'Robert'. You nodded and chuckled, tilting your head slightly. In the mist of you two talking, Flambae turns the corner and sees the two of you talking.
Flambae would be lying to himself if he said he wasn't yearning for you for the longest time. It was almost at first sight with him, seeing you in your uniform. You were like a fire he couldn't put down but wants to add onto it. Your voice rang in his head whenever you were away, always zooming in on photos you take on social media. Every time your fingers grazed against him, every lingering touch that felt like something more, it drove him crazy.
He bit his lip, heart pounding as he hid behind the corner he just turned. He grumbled as he saw Robert's eyes dart around, frowning his eyebrows fiercely. "Stupid normie." He said to himself about Robert, seeing you laugh and lean against him; protecting the other coffee. Lately, you've been spending a lot of time with Robert. Or at least to Flambae, you were. He was protective. Territorial. He groaned at the sight of you laughing hard with Robert, thinking the worst. That you forgot about him and moved on to Robert because he waited too long. He bit his lip and stormed off to the break room, thinking Robert took you away from him.
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You sent texts to Flambae, looking around after a while; long after your talk with Robert. You hummed to yourself, a bit confused as you didn't see him around anywhere. Usually, he'd be lingering around you at this time. It felt off without him here, a bit colder ironically enough. "Maybe on an early dispatch?" You murmured as the coffee you brought him was getting cold, though you figured he can always just heat it back up. You sighed, frowning your eyebrows as you looked at your phone again.
You figured it was best to just go to the break room and put his coffee in the fridge. As the break room got closer, you saw Waterboy walking down the hall. He passed the room before you, looking in before quickly looking back and putting a bit of speed in his walk. "Woah, woah, woah, hey, hey." You rose your free hand up and laughed, seeing Waterboy slow back down to look at you. "What's in there? You look like you saw a ghost, Herm." You noted as he then gulped a bit, shrugging as he stammered over his words.
"I-I-I'll just....check this room out l-later. Sorry for....scaring you." He said awkwardly, rubbing his hands together as his gloves made a slight squeaking against each other. He then grabbed his equipment again and nodded to you, ducking his head as he continued to walk. You raised an eyebrow at him, walking backwards a bit as you waved.
"....See ya?" You said as you then stepped in the doorway of the break room. You took a quick peek in, then back at Waterboy before stopping dead in your tracks. You looked back in the room and saw Flambae hunched over in a chair, covering his eyes with both hands. You bit your lip and sighed, frowning your eyebrows as your feet subconsciously started to gravitate towards him. Your need to comfort him felt too compelling, seeing his shoulder slightly bounce with a sniffle.
Your lower lip pouted out a bit as you then set the cup of coffee down, earning his attention. He looked back and up at you, seeing the upset expression on your face. He quickly turned back and grunted, dampening his eyes with his hands. "Oh, hey." He said lowly, sniffling one more time before sighing. ".....whats up?" Flambae sulked over the table again and couldn't stand to face you again.
"Chad, what's wrong?" You asked softly as you placed the coffee in front of him, your hand placed softly against his back. "I've been looking for you all morning." You said, pulling a seat next to him.
"Errands." Flambae lied as he hid his face again, sulking heavily. "Nothing's wrong, (Y/N)." He murmured to you, tapping on the table as you saw his leg shaking. You sighed and leaned in, your hand inching towards his.
"C'mon. Don't hide from me. Something's bothering you. You never hide from me." You said softly to him, looking at him struggle to open up to you. He groaned as he leaned back, looking at your hand. He didn't pull away from you, flashes of Robert and you popping up in his mind. "Please look at me..." You said, gently holding his cheek to have him look at you; your thumb brushing against his beard.
".....You make me crazy, you know that?" Flambae said, his voice cracking a little as he chuckled. "I thought....maybe what we had was something nice." You tilted your head in confusion, facing your body more towards him. "Maybe I just....read too much into it and got myself hurt."
"Chad." You cooed out as you held his hand, his big hand warming up as he flinched a bit at it. "What are you talking about?" You asked and smiled a bit, seeing that he was basically trying to tell you the obvious. "What makes you say that?"
Flambae grunted a bit as he didn't move his hand, seeing that you held the one that had his missing fingers. He felt your fingers play with the only three there, heart beating out of his chest. "What is this?"
"What is what?"
"Us."
You felt your heart in your throat, his fingers slowly starting to stroke yours as well. You saw the nervousness in his eyes, like it was everything he's been working up the courage to talk about with you. His relationships have always been shaky, and a lot of the times they were hookups. But he was sure with you. You were the consistency he needed. He just didn't want to be used again.
After a while, you gulped as his eyes staring a hole through your lips. You leaned up a bit and caught his face in one of your hands. You stood up, standing over the leg that was once shaking. His large body didn't need to stand, seeing that you leaned down a bit. You stopped half way, closing your eyes as he met you in the middle. As you two gently kissed, you pulled away and stroked his shoulders.
"I saw you and Robert." Flambae grumbled, telling you the reason for his upset tears. "He was too close to you. I got upset." He closed his eyes as you peppered his face with kisses.
You leaned back and sucked your teeth, giving him a raised eyebrow. "That's what upset you? Big baby. He's cool but....not really my type. I'm into Chad type of guys." You teased as he let out an airy chuckle, wiping his face from tears. "By the way, I would like to be something with you. To answer your question." You cooed to him, your voice at a volume that was only for Flambae.
Flambae clenched his teeth, holding your forearms lovingly. "I'm serious, you know? I want to go all the way." He ran his thumbs along your sleeves, your hands cupping his cheeks. "Something in me settles when I'm with you. I've never really....God, do you hear what I'm saying? Getting all fucking sappy."
"No, no! Keep going. I would love to hear how down bad you are for me." You said, laughing as your hand reached the nape of his neck; scratching softly.
"Fuck off." He said, sharing a hearty laugh with you while grabbing his coffee as you then quickly hugged him. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, sitting in his lap as you sunk your face in his neck. He grunted, his brain malfunctioning for a moment at this.
"I hate seeing you cry, Chad. It hurt me seeing you hurt. Just come talk to me next time. Okay?" You said, a hand flying to the back of his head. "You usually do that all the time."
"Got too upset."
"I didn't mean to get you upset." You frowned a bit as you pulled away, looking at him as you then stood up. He let out a tiny, pathetic sigh as you got up; the warmth of you leaving his lap. "Mind if I make it up tonight?" You asked as you walked behind him, hand stroking from one shoulder to another. "I can take you out to get some Chinese food. We can talk more over it."
Flambae looked to you and smiled, casting you doe eyes. "S-Sure. Yeah, sounds great." He said as you then kissed his cheek, smiling widely as you walked away.
"I'll see you later, handsome!" You said as you laughed softly, seeing his whole demeanor change now. The reassurance you gave him seemed to have a lasting effect, knowing that you only have eyes on him now.
"Call me." He said as he waved back, waiting for you to leave to finally breathe from what felt like an eternity. He leaned back in the chair and sighed, rubbing his face as he then realized how silly he probably looked worrying so much.
He then had heard heavy panting from the corner, seeing Invisigal pop up to get some air.
"......How long have you been there?"
"......since you came in."
Flambae then stared at her for a while, then slowly standing up as he pointed at her. He walked to the door and pointed at his eyes, then at her. "Tell anyone I said anything and-"
"I don't care, dude. I won't tell anyone about you getting all sappy for (H/N)." Invisigal said as she went into the fridge, walking out swiftly. "Big baby!" Invisigal shouted before turning invisible again and before Flambae can even retaliate with a quick witted remark. Flambae sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling even more embarrassed as his shoulders caught on fire. He then shook his head and saw his shoulders, blushing a bit as he patted them quickly with a grumble; hating how down bad he was for you.
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Scenario: You and Nikki have been friends for a while now. Nikki finds out you never smoked weed and now she wants to get high with you and see how you are high but now you both are feins for each other while high.
(Author notes) Two different versions for masc and fem readers! Heavy smut at the end. Kinda long story. Edited tf outta this story, hopefully it's good 😭
Trigger warning: Swearing, bit of blood, both under influence, slight dumbification. Other than that, lots of consent checks and fluff. And fuck Bear.
"Wait, so you never smoked before?" Nikki asked you over the phone, sitting on her bed as she looks at her laptop; looking over what she added to her novel. You two were on a phone call after work, seeing that neither of you can't really sleep so you figured it could pass some time.
"Never. You sound surprised." You said with a soft chuckle, frowning your eyebrows. Did you seem the type to smoke? Sure, you drank but only ever when Ian or Nikki invited you out with everyone else. You're not really close with Sarah or Bear but you and Nikki have always been close since before you both got hired at Sarah's dad's shop.
Nikki felt heat go through her body, biting her lip at your hearty chuckle because of how nervous it always gets her. "I am! I always figured that you did, you know?" She shrugged as she stood up from her bed, prancing around a bit in her room. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, switching her phone from one ear to another, looking at the floor. "...would you try it with me?" She said nervously after some silence as you were also messing around with stuff in your room while talking to her. "Tonight, I mean."
But then you pause for a moment, humming softly at the thought. It was a nice way to get some alone time with your crush for years. But you never really smoked before and was kinda scared at how you would act like while high. "Sure." You responded back to her rather quietly, the nervousness seeping right through your voice.
"You sound unsure..."
"I'm just scared of how I'll be!"
"You'll be with me, Y/N. I'll take nice care of you." She teased, her voice dropping a bit low. You can almost see that smirk she has on whenever she teased you. You huffed in response and couldn't help but feel the blood rush to your cheeks when she giggled after. "....Please, Y/N?" The need in her voice sounded a little too genuine. You felt your heart stop for a moment, hearing her almost slip.
"S...ure." You said after a gulp, nervously letting out an airy puff as you felt your hands get a bit clammy. You were glad it was Nikki, but still nervous because she seemed so into the idea.
"Alright! It's a date." She giggled, half joking but you wouldn't have known. After you agreed and said bye, you started to get ready to head over. You put on some comfortable clothes but nothing too dingy. It was a simple graphic tee and sweatpants with your kind of old sneakers. You grabbed your car keys and locked your front door, heading to your car with eagerness. You then thought for a moment, realizing you have work tomorrow. You packed up some work clothes and an extra pair of pants and a shirt for pajamas.
Maybe tonight will be the night you'll tell her how you feel. 'Having weed in your system might give you the confidence' you thought. Your crush developed years ago in school when she used to always help you with studying, sharing lunches together and getting involved with each other's hobbies. You two became so close, you eventually ended up loving who Nikki was. The warmth in a room, someone you always look for in a crowded room.
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As you find a parking spot; which was a rather good walk but not too far from her house, you sighed and prepped yourself. You checked your bag that was in the passenger seat that had extra clothes and such in case she wants you to sleep over to make sure everything was good. You head towards her place; scratching your neck as you prepared for a new experience with Nikki. That's when you see her waiting out on her porch, leaning against it.
"Finally! Thought you wasn't gonna show up. Had your number ready to call." She teased, walking over to you with a warm smile and a very quiet squeal that you could hear if you really listened. She opened her arms, swinging them around your neck to hold you in a close embrace.
You held her and gently scratched her back, nuzzling into her as if any space in between you two was offensive. "It was kinda hard to find parking actually. Sorry I made you wait, princess." You teased, earning a sarcastic laugh from Nikki; rolling your eyes before shutting them to hold her more. You two stayed like this for a while, your scents slowly mixing as she rested her head on your shoulder. You then cleared your throat, smiling nervously as both of you sheepishly laughed.
"It's better if we smoke out here. I brought snacks and already picked out a show for us to watch." Nikki said, her hand resting on your lower back as she guided you to her porch. She really wanted this to be a nice experience for you, especially since it was her idea after all.
As you felt her nails gently scratching, you couldn't help but let out a soft noise at the sensation. She smiled a bit at that, looking up at you with a glint in her eye. "Sounds like you have it all planned out, Nik." You said, nodding to her while wanting to lean more into her touch.
"Duh." She said in a matter of fact tone, shaking her head as she leaned against the railing if the porch. As you stood across from her, you see her take a tube out. She then rose it up dramatically and gave you a serious face. "The weed." She said as she then flickered her fingers as she walked more towards you.
"Oh, nice." You smiled and nodded, your body subconsciously moving towards her like she had a gravitational pull. As you two met at the corner of where the railings met, she took the pre roll out and looked up at you; giving you a hesitant look.
"Listen....Y/N. You sure you wanna do this? We can just head inside if you don't wanna." Nikki offered, her hand squeezing air as she fought the urge to just mindlessly touch you.
"I wanna do this, Nikki. Trust me." You stroked her shoulder and gave her a reassuring look, your hand lingering a bit longer than necessary. "How is this...gonna work? You smoke then me?"
Nikki nodded and got her lighter out, smiling a bit as she leaned her head near yours. "I'll take like two or three puffs and then pass it to you. Like normal people." She explained with a light laugh as she smiled, lighting the roll as you couldn't help but stare at her, wanting your brain and heart to analyze everything about her.
After she takes her first pull, she coughs a bit and covers her mouth; looking at you for a second before looking away to couch again. You laughed a little and patted her back, shaking your head. "You okay there?" You asked her, though she didn't have to say her answer as she coughed a bit more before relaxing her throat.
"That was a bigger pull than I thought." She explained, you nodding and humming a bit. Nikki continued to pull another one before blowing it away from you and handing it to you. "Here you are." She smiled and stood closer to you, the toes of her shoes touching yours. You looked down at her, sneaking a quick glance at her lips before stammering over your words at the sudden closeness. "Right..." You can tell by her face that it's already hitting her, seeing now that her free hand had been slowly inching its way up your chest.
You gulped and let out a shaky breath through your nose, nodding as you then looked at the lit joint. You felt her slowly pushing you back against the railing, watching intently at the joint touch your lips.
"It's a slow inhale. Let it sit for a while before blowing." She gave directions, her hand moving to your side, her thumb brushing across soothingly. As you did what she told you, you slowly pulled and took it out your mouth. You blew the smoke out, away from Nikki's face and started to cough. You covered your mouth and closed your eyes, gagging a bit at the new feeling. The taste was exactly like how it smelt, leaning more onto Nikki.
"Sorry, Nik." You murmured during the coughing fit, calming down a bit as she soothed your back. When you finally calmed down, you two decided to sit on the stairs. She rubbed your back softly to soothe out your coughing after passing the blunt back and forth.
Nikki scooted closer to you and brushed her knee against yours, looking down at her shoes as she took the joint from you after you were done. After a comfortable silence, she started to giggle a little as she then replayed some stories from work.
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(Song Playing: Love is in the air)
"Hey~" Nikki cooed out after some silence, her face now all slightly red. You looked over at her and smiled, just as faded as her. She took another pull and pressed her side flush against yours. As she blew out the smoke and ashed it out, she took your pinky into hers; staring right at you.
Your head snapped down to both of you and her hands, lifting your pinky up a bit before smiling. You chuckled uncontrollably as you felt her pinky lock into yours, the feeling weird as your hands felt like they were barely there. You looked at her dazed, hearing her cackle a little as you then hummed at her; frowning your eyebrows at her.
"Dude, you're so gone." Nikki said to you, ducking her head a little as she stared at you. You stared back, the soft warm wind hitting your face. You both burst out into laughter, gravity seemingly making you both slowly fall while holding your stomachs in laughter.
"Look at you!" She said as you licked your lips to wet them as you saw her rub her face. As you laugh a bit more, Nikki hugged her knees and let out soft chuckles before resting her chin on her knees. Both of you laughed quietly at each other, hands brushing against one another. "I've never seen you so quiet before!"
"This is....different." You couldn't help but stare at your hand against hers, her knuckles feeling soft. You rested your cheek in your palm, rising your knees up to your chest. "This is...like....nice. Peaceful." You nodded to her, the weed having your mind relaxed. No overthinking, no worries about work, just you here with Nikki. ".....Are you really leaving, Nikki?"
Nikki pouted a bit, seeing that even when high; you remembered that she was going away to pursue her dream. It always made you sad when you thought about it ever since she announced it to everyone. "Y/N, don't worry too hard about that. Okay? Let's just have a good time tonight. Just us. Just....me and N/N~"
That's when Nikki crawled on top of you, pushing you against the railing of the stairs while laying flat on you. Your face got red, heart beating crazy. Were you dreaming? Is this just the high messing with you? You had to mentally pinch yourself as you stared at Nikki's bold move, though you haven't moved at all. You wrapped your arms around her waist with a shaky breath. "You're the only one I feel like I can just go to without being judged. I always wanna go to you. It always feels so secure with you."
"You....you too, Nikki. Youre all I...." You bit your lip before saying anything you might regret; not trying to have the weed say anything too dumb. "....All I ask for in somebody." Nikki simply then smiled at you, like you were the only thing that she can see. Now was the perfect time to spill your feelings out.
You bit your lip and sighed, leaning back a bit. "Let's head inside. Got the show ready in my room." Nikki offered, nudging her head to her door as she sat up on your lap. You nodded, though none of you moved for a bit. She giggled and tucked her hair behind her ears, looking at you with the same red eyes you have. "....N/N." She dragged your nickname out teasingly as she then bit her lip and kept your hands in hers; her fingers playing around yours. "You've been staring so hard at me all night. Got something to tell me?"
You gulped and blinked slowly, feeling your stomach turns inside out from just how beautiful she looked under the light on her porch. Your hands played with hers, the nice feeling of her fingers dancing around yours plus the high makes everything feel unreal. "....yeah?" You said very quietly, looking up at her shyly. You blinked hard again, leaning up to her as you sat yourself up.
Nikki's face turned slightly nervous, looking down at both of your hands. ".....I know already." She murmured as she scooted in closer to you, pressing her forehead against yours. Your breath hitched, looking down at her lips as her scent along with the weed made your mind hazy.
"You do?" You said quietly, gulping as her hands let go of yours and rose to fix the collar of your shirt; though it was only an excuse to play with it. Her hands stayed there, her eyes locked onto you. Nikki nodded against you, pouting a bit as she took in a deep breath. Her eyes closed shut, her hands now resting on your face. When her eyes opened again, she studied your face lovingly.
"Do you like me?" The question that made you want to crawl into a hole. You huffed and closed your eyes, your hands folded together. You pried your eyes open to look at her, getting a bit teary eyes from amplified feelings and from how nervous you just got. You don't know if you'll ever get a chance to do this though, the chances were slipping by every second you didn't respond. "Because if you do, now's the time to tell me." She looked at you with pleading eyes, wanting you to feel the same way.
"Y-Yeah. I...I've liked you for so long now." You admitted it, words falling off your tongue faster than you realized. You looked at her for her reaction, barely readable as her eyes barely give away how she felt inside. "Honestly you're so warm and kind. I've never liked someone as much as I like you, Nikki. I love all of your work, your laugh, our time together, everything. You're a staple in my life and I want you to be with m-"
Nikki brushed her thumb over your lower lip and held your chin up slightly, leaning in quickly to kiss you. As she caught your top lip, she held her breath; giving you time to pull away. You softly kissed her back, closing your eyes as your head subconsciously tilted to the side. You heard her breath hitch a bit when you kissed her, smiling against your lips as she then kissed you again. You felt her squeeze her legs on your hips, forcing herself to not start rocking them on you as she then pulled away slightly. "Is this okay?" She asked in a whiny tone, looking at you with pleading eyes.
"You like me too?" You asked, earning a genuine laugh from Nikki. She quickly nodded and held the back of your head, her other hand sliding up to your neck. She then rolled her eyes and leaned her face onto yours.
"Yes, I like you, (Y/N) (L/N)." She said as she bit your lower lip, playing with the hair that runs down your neck. She kissed the corner of your mouth and slowly started to kiss you over and over. You reciprocated it by holding her hips and kissing back with equal want. She let out a satisfied hum which quickly led to her making needy noises for you, her kisses getting more heated.
You slipped your tongue in her mouth, now swabbing tongues after every other kiss. You let out a soft noise for her every now and then, heavily breathing as both your lips were now glossy from shared saliva. As she pulls away for air, you chase her with need and whined. She giggled and held your shoulders down, seeing your flushed out face. "Hold on! Hold on." She laughed out, her thumb traced your cheek, tilting her head in admiration. "Wanna finish this inside, pretty thing?"
Without a thought, you nodded quickly at her; not finding the words as your brain was fried beyond belief. She gets up and helps you up, holding your hand as she swiftly heads for the door. She turned around and opened the door, reaching up to you as she kept it open with her foot. She kissed you again and closed her eyes, following her as you kissed her back. You both tumble a bit In the house and moaned at each other's taste. You held her face and kicked your shoes off, shrugging your bag to the floor; making yourself right at home. Not that she minded, of course. She locked the door and kicked her shoes off too, her hands moving around your body.
As she held your arms and ran her hands along your biceps, the sounds of your lips smacking filled the room. The lewd groans and breathes you two let out had you a bit embarrassed, but none of it mattered as you were beyond happy Nikki felt the same way about you. Even if she didn't say it in words.
"Follow me." She pulled away for a moment, guiding you to her room while she felt your hand on her hip. You both stopped at the door of her bedroom, Nikki buckled her hips and pushed them forward to yours. Her hands ran down to your lower back, pulling you into her as her hips began humping at yours.
"Do you want this?" You asked as you pulled away, wiping your lips as a saliva string was connected from yours to hers. "Want me?" Nikki nodded and pulled you back in, demanding your mouth to pry open with her tongue.
"Need you so bad, (N/N)." Nikki opened her door and quickly shut it when you entered. "On the bed." She playfully pushed you on the bed, putting her arms behind her.
You looked at the bed, seeing all the snacks she brought for you two to eat. You looked at the tv and saw that she had a show pulled up. "Nice room..." You managed to say, not finding the right words as you were too flustered to think. As you analyzed the room more, she crawled on her bed and smiled at you, both of you panting a bit from earlier. "Smells so nice..." You said to her as she then rested her hands on her lap, giggling to herself.
"Thank you, (N/N)." Nikki shifted a bit from her spot, pressing play on her remote to play the show. You then notice that the snacks she brought were mainly your favorite snacks. You looked at her again and casted her doe eyes, needily yet silently yearning for her. "Staring again." She teased you, crawling towards you as she put one hand next to your side.
"You're beautiful." You said as if your reason was clear, holding her as she then sat on your lap. She rose the volume of the show, but now it was used for background noise. She turned back to you and bit her lip, running her hands along your stomach. "Nikki." You stammered out, feeling her hands grasp at you. "Are you fine with this? With me?" You asked her, rubbing her thighs as she then leaned in your touch. "I just want to make sure you're comfortable."
"I'm positive. I really really want this, (Y/N)." Nikki cooed at you, her hands playing with your ears as she then leaned in again. "Can I have you?"
"Please have me, Nikki." You begged as you kissed her, holding her hips down as you felt her rocking her hips as soon as she sat on your lap. She moaned as your hips started to roll under her, catching her hip thrusts with yours. You two moaned in each other's mouths, her hands crawling into your shirt to feel your skin as your fingers sank into her hips for more pressure in between you and Nikki's hips. She let out a groan as she took her shirt off, flinging it randomly behind her as she then giggled. She tried to undo the string of your sweatpants, missing twice before you helped her with a quiet giggle. You looked up and caught her lips again, feeling her skin as your hands ran up her sides. You soothingly grabbed at her sides before scratching at her back.
Nikki pulled away and shoved your face in her chest, moaning as you kissed and locked right in between her tits. You shook your face a bit in between, inhaling her scent and loving her taste. She moved to sit on your thigh, her moaning being in a higher pitch now that her heat grinded nicely along your thigh. "(N/N)!" She squealed out with a laugh, biting her lip as you unhooked her bra. She let it fall and let out a small laugh as she then pushed you down against the bed from continuing.
Nikki ran her hands along your chest as she then yanked your shirt off, letting her take it off and throwing it behind her again. Her jaw fell to the floor at how dumb your expression was, panting and body craving any touch that Nikki allowed. "God, look at you~"
Without a second thought, you flipped her to lie on her back. She gasped as she smiled widely, squirming to touch you again. She held you tight as you humped into her, panting as she whined loudly. "Baby!" Nikki whined out, wrapping her legs around your waist loosely as you continued to dry hump her through your pants.
"Nikki." You grunted out as you started peppering her neck with kisses, when suddenly you heard a phone ring. You hear Nikki groan in annoyance, putting her hands on your shoulders gently. You backed off and sat up, huffing as you watched her grab her phone.
Bear. You gritted your teeth in annoyance and grilled at her phone, a slight pout escaping you. You knew he liked her as well, always talking about her to you. So you knew that him calling her at this time of night meant no good. You then suddenly felt Nikki's foot playfully tap your leg. As you look up at Nikki, she bites her lip as she sets the phone down and presses her legs together for pressure. "Gonna let him stop you?" She said like a dare while answering the phone, rolling her eyes at her phone as she presses the phone to her ear. "Hello?" She said, although you can see the slight annoyance. You didn't want Bear taking all of her attention. Especially now.
'Gonna let him stop you?' rang in your ears, running your hands up her legs. She opened her legs and gave you a nod, putting the phone in between her shoulder and ear. She helped you take her pants off, letting her kick it off as you then saw her damp panties. Your heart raced as she then pulled her panties to the side; letting you see her folds.
"Hi, Bear." She said to the phone as she presses her puffy clit with two fingers, sliding them slowly back and forth while staring right at you. She was sensitive from her high, everything feeling floaty for the both of you. You put her legs over your shoulders and laid flat on your stomach and now in your new favorite spot. Nikki gasped softly when she felt your nose brush up her pussy, her eyes now heavy with need. "Yeah, I don't think-" Her hips buckled and she lets out a low grumble as she felt your tongue lick flat against her inner thigh before biting it; leaving small marks along her thigh. "Sorry, yeah. I don't think I'll be able to go tonight. Feeling a bit under today
Her hand flew to your hair when you bit her thigh. You slowly started to squeeze her hip with your hand, your other hand holding her panties to the side. You then started to pull her panties off of her, throwing it wherever. "I'm real sorry. Can you tell the o-others?"
You wanted her to yearn a bit, seeing her pout as her hips started to hump towards you. She bit her lip and leaned her head back, silently groaning. You dragged your tongue along her skin, closing your eyes as you groaned at her taste. "Say that again, Bear?" She asked, though her eyes widened as she felt your tongue slide flat against her pussy, collecting her sweet juice on your tongue. She let out a quiet moan, her pussy greedily wanting to suck your tongue in there. "Yeah, I'm....fine." You looked up at her and giggled, sucking on her puffy pussy as you then sucked harder around her clit. "Thank you for inviting me."
Nikki was seeing stars, trying to focus on talking to Bear while you're lewdly making out with her heat. She squeezed her legs on your head and sharply gasped, her grip on your hair tightening. Your tongue dug deep in her, soothing her walls as they clamped on it. "Yeah, like that." She said to you, though she then looked at her phone to see if he was still on call. "Sorry. Yeah, that. Tell them that." You slowly moved a finger up and down her fold, collecting her silk as she then nodded rapidly; pouting as if offended that you haven't stuck it in already. Her feet kicked your back to continue, both of you now giggling as she then felt her clit throb from no attention.
"Alright, Bear. I'll....I'll see you at work tomorrow." She finished off before barely saying bye to him, tossing her phone to the side with a sigh, forgetting to hang up herself and not checking if he hung up or not. "God..." Nikki whispered in slight annoyance as she then began to fully focus on you again.
You lifted your head up and smiled, slowly inserting your finger in her. "Thank you, (Y/N)." Nikki said as you started to sloppily kiss her clit, closing your eyes as you wanted to remember her taste. Your name left her mouth in a whine, her stomach rising and falling as the sight of you under here sent chills in her body. "You're eating me so good, sweet thing." She cooed to you as her moans got louder, murmuring your name like it was a spell; making your body heat up.
"Taste so good." You said, voice heavy with lust. You groaned at her taste, sticking your tongue out as you moved your face back and forth against her fold with a moan; motorboating her pussy as your finger curled to the spot you felt that made her walls clamp.
"Fuck, Baby!" Nikki cried out as she rolled her eyes to the back of her head, hips rising up as she let out short, rapid moans. "Don't fucking stop, (Y/N)!" Her voice got raspy as she shut her eyes, a loud wail escaping her as she felt a second finger enter her. "Yes! Please!"
You were lost in your own world, her voice a melody in your ears like the trumpets for the gates. You spread open her fold and dug nose deep into her, humping her bed to get friction. You couldn't stop yourself, feeling her juice leak right out whenever you parted her.
"Fuck, I'm gonna cum." She panted out, gripping your hair as tightly as she could. "Don't stop!" Nikki begged and humped your face, chasing her climax as you nodded at her. She groaned lowly, rubbing her clit in a tight back and forth motion.
"Wanna taste you." You told her after pulling away, almost forgetting to breathe. "Nikki!" Her name left your mouth like a prayer, feeling her pull your head down more. Her mouth was left wide open, walls clenching around your tongue when given the chance. Your mouth latched back on her clit, sucking hard and licking on it until she became undone on your face. You licked up any juices that spilled and soothed her pulsing walls through her orgasm, her chest rising and falling. She let out long groans when you hold your fingers in a spot, allowing her to hold her peak as your name bounces of the walls. You come up for a kiss, your thumb pressing hard against her clit as she tastes her juices on your lips.
"Fuck, (Y/N)..." She sighed out as you slowly stuck your fingers out of her hole, her pussy already greedily trying to pull them back in. Nikki kept kissing you, sloppily lapping her lips over yours. She then bit your lower lip, drawing a bit of blood as she then pulled away. You held her tight and kissed her head repeatedly, your hand brushing against her leg and gripping it soothingly. "You're really sweet on me." She said, resting her head against you for a moment before laying you on your back. "So sweet, baby." She cooed to you as her hands stroked up your chest to your shoulders, kissing down your neck. "Really like you." Her hands wandered down to take your pants off, kissing down your chest to your stomach. As you both take your pants off, she bit her lip and groaned; spreading your legs a bit to get a full view through your underwear. "C'mere." She said with husk in her voice, pulling your hips in as she pulled on your underwear to take off.
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Fem Reader:
As she pulled off your panties to hang on one leg, she moaned as she saw how wet you were. She lifted her leg and winced at how sensitive she was when she felt her pussy fall soft on yours. You let out a soft sigh of pleasure as you felt her weight on you, pulling Nikki in closer as you held her hands. "Nikki." You whined out to her, slowly moving your hips to grind against her. Your hand squeezed hers after every roll, throwing your head back while groaning; gritting your teeth as she pressed her hips down harder.
Nikki was already on the edge, whining above you as she shut her eyes. She moved your hands to her breasts, moving your hands in circles on her breasts as she then smiled at you. "Don't think, baby. Just let me take care of you." She said, shaking her head at you when you tried to say something. She shoved her fingers in your mouth, her thumb sitting good under your chin. You whined against her fingers, sucking on them as you felt her press them on your tongue. You teared up as you gagged a bit, seeing her play with you a bit. And she would be lying if she said that seeing you cry makes her hunger for you even more insatiable.
Nikki groaned as she reached down to play with your nipples; pinching them a few times, seeing you slightly drool and looking so pathetic under her. "Is this okay?" Nikki asked as you nodded slowly at her, wanting nothing more than to be her toy. You stared at how messy you two got, stroking her thighs and slapping one of them; a giggle leaving Nikki. "Oh, Nikki! Just wanna cum with you. Please, please, please!"
You felt your stomach tighten, your climax building up quickly as you two continued to hump away at each other. Your mind got fogged by pleasure, tossing your head to the side as you hugged the pillow under you. "There you go. Let me think for you." Nikki said as she leaned down, kissing your face as she then smiled against your face. "Cum for me. C'mon. Look at you, pretty." Nikki growled against you, rubbing your clit while kissing your ear. "Look at our mess. Look at how wet you got me. Such a mess cause of you." Nikki said, having you look at your pretty pussies coax one another with their wetness. You came crashing hard as Nikki them followed shortly after, crying out her name. She held you close and panted, still humping away to ride out your orgasm. She kept grinding in little circles, seeing you tear up more from the stimulation. She slammed her hips on yours, shaking a bit from the pleasure. "Fuck, (N/N). Came so hard..." You let out a satisfied groan, holding her lazily as you closed your eyes. She went down quickly to clean you up, eating you out for a bit before crawling back up again.
She laid against you and positioned herself comfortable against you, head resting on your chest. She panted and felt your heartbeat, smiling widely as she then giggled.
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Masc Reader:
When she pulled down your underwear and tossed them to the side, she bit her lip as she moved her hands up to your center. "Bet you've been waiting for so long. Poor thing." She said as she stroked her finger along the underpart of your dick, earning a shaky exhale from you and a twitch. She looks up at your face and nodded, licking it a bit to give it some moisture. As her hand slowly started to pump away, her free hand stroked your cheek to keep you looking at her. "Just think about how good you feel, okay? Just be good and let me take care of you."
Nikki moved her hips up and aligned your dick to her, slowly sliding down with ease as her earlier climax helped it go in more smooth. She rolled her eyes and groaned at how deep it hit when she finally reached the base. You held her hips with a moan, rolling your hips as the feeling of her walls clamping onto you was too good not to move. "Is this okay? Want me to take care of you?" Nikki asked you, slowly rolling her hips as you nodded rapidly.
"Just wanna be in you. Feels so great. Thank you, Nikki. Thank you.." You groaned out, the slapping of your skin against hers filling the room over the tv. Her whines got louder after each roll of her hips, feeling your tip slap against that spot that drives her wild. She growled and started to slam harder, already leaking so much. You looked at her with hazed eyes, tears welding up as you felt like you could burst at any second. Her hair bounced each time your hips met, earning a higher squeal as she rested her hands on your chest.
She was so sensitive from earlier, leaking and accidentally pulling out while whining pathetically. She rubbed against it for a bit, biting her lip as she saw your eyes roll and close while squirming under her. She then grinded on it for a while and laughed, teasing you before sticking it back in where it belonged. She groaned and felt warmer inside again, grinding away as she felt you twitch crazily inside of her.
"C-Cum! Gonna-" You managed to say as you patted her thighs, feeling her slap her hips onto yours at a quicker speed. Nikki nodded and hopped off of you, stroking you quickly as she rubbed her pussy until she came again; finding the right pattern on her clit. She watched starry eyed as she kissed your tip, watching it twitch each time.
"Cum for me! Please." She repeated excitedly like a prayer, groaning as her cum came gushing out when you started to cum. Nikki stared fascinated as her bed became a mess, giggling as she pumped away; draining you for all you have. Nikki pressed her mouth over your tip, cleaning it up as she then cleaned up her hand with her tongue and laid next to you, her legs intertwining with yours perfectly; head resting against you.
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GN!Reader: (Song playing: Forever-The Little Dippers)
As you both panted and slowly came down from your highs and climaxes, you both held each other close. You peppered her face with soft, lazy kisses with a hum after each one. Nikki simply looked up at you, staring with love and adoration as she smiled sweetly; making needy noises for you as she wanted to close any space in between you. "That was so nice, (Y/N)." She said sleepily as you nodded to her, giving her the same look. She sighed happily, shutting her eyes as she was now being spoiled in your affection.
She held your face and rose herself up a bit, though a little lazy as she made you meet her. You both shared a lazy kiss, though Nikki held your face so you stayed close to her. You and her kept kissing, lazily lapping your lips over hers as the smacking of your lips filled the room.
You held her close and rocked her a little, seeing she snuggled somehow even closer when you both pulled away. "You okay?" You asked after a while, seeing how she got quiet. Nikki nodded and looked back at you, stroking your face. "That was really nice, Nikki. Thank you for all of this." You cooed softly, kissing her gently as she reciprocated it. "Thank you for taking care of me. Always here for me."
"Thank you for coming over." She said sweetly, almost making your tooth ache from it. Nikki nuzzled into your neck more and inhaled your smell. "Just really needed to see you tonight. I'm glad you came over, (Y/N). You're so great."
"Glad you called me, Nik." You said to her and stroked her lip with your thumb. After a while, you two just watched the show in comfortable silence. You heard her quiet breaths, your breathing matching hers. Your hand rested in her hair, tugging it softly; letting go then repeating the motion.
After a while, you can tell Nikki got a bit nervous; giving you that look she always has when she's thinking real hard. ".....So, are we....dating?" Nikki asked, her heart beating hard in her chest. She felt like she could just explode right now, her hand stroking up your chest to make sure you're real.
"I would love to be with you, Nikki." You said lovingly, holding her hand as it rested on your heartbeat. "Think I need you forever in my life. Don't wanna share you." Nikki giggled and slapped your chest, calling you sappy; though she didn't move an inch from her spot. "Want me to help wash up?" You asked her, stroking her back soothingly as she then nodded.
"Sounds great, baby." Nikki nuzzled in the crook of your neck with a satisfied sigh, closing her eyes again and wrapping her arms around your neck as you shakily stand up with her in your arms. Your legs felt weak as you had her over you for a while. As you start walking to the bathroom, you two cooed at each other sweet nothings and things you two always wanted to tell each other; the shower's water running in the back. "What's that look for?" You laughed out to Nikki as you set her on her feet in the shower. Nikki then giggled and stroked your shoulders, tugging your arm a bit as she then turned around and brushed her hair back; pressing her stomach on the wall.
"C'mere. Don't think that I'm done with you yet, (N/N)." Nikki said playfully, kissing you roughly as the water trickled onto you both. Though after a bit, the familiar sounds of moaning echoed in the bathroom.
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As you two go at it in the shower, repeated high pitched moans of both of your names name kept escaping the bathroom door. Bear had finally hung up after hearing everything ever since he had called. Hearing that you belonged to Nikki just as much as she belonged to you.
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a/n: i haven’t written in over a year, so my transitions & storytelling may be rusty.
semi-proof read, sfw, bsf2lvrs
now playing: the light in the painting - lizzy mcalpine
Trivia Night.
The Casselle Cassettes found themselves pre-gaming at the Bar.
“Tonight, the shots are on me.” Nikki said proudly, raising a shot glass in the air.
You all followed her lead, an imaginary shot for you as you pledged to sobriety.
“Whoo!” a sharp cheer came from Ian,“Someone’s mommy has sugar to spend” a promiscuous comment only Ian could say.
“Ew.” abrupt in unison from you and Sarah, and of course, a small entertained smile from Bear.
Nikki laughs, unapologetically herself,
“He’s right, you are all my sugar babies, in courtesy of Nikki Freeman. So, drink up bitches!”
Something about that statement, made her so incredibly appealing.
A great start to a night that’s not going to feel long enough, time never feels enough with Nikki.
You watch the four of them clinking their glasses, your eyes focusing particularly on Nikki, the way she sticks out her tongue in the rush of it all.
“There you guys have it, Nikki Freeman’s first shot of the night.” Nikki said, you withheld your laugh, wincing instead.
“Let’s not refer to ourselves in third-person for the rest of the night..” You tease the girl, waving off with second-hand embarrassment.
“Just making sure you guys don’t forget my name.” She shrugged.
Ian and you bursted out in laughter, what an odd response.
A confusing glint from Sarah and Bear, “Why would we forget your name, Nikki?” Sarah asked.
Nikki cleared her throat before looking back up at you all. “I’m moving.”
The energy shifted.
“What?” you react first, playing off the dryness in your throat with the excuse of your laughter shared with Ian moments before.
“You’re joking right?” Came from Bear.
Nikki pursed her lips before speaking, “Guys, let’s not make this into too big of a deal. It’s Trivia Night! Gotta be on our A-game tonight.” She tried to rile everyone up with a motivational smile and a set of mid-air first pumps.
Her smile quickly faded, regretting saying anything before the alcohol truly set in their systems, still receiving monotonous reactions.
She turned her head in Ian’s direction, a signal for help, as he always had the ability to redirect the conversation.
“Let’s make tonight memorable for ‘debutante’ Nikki Freeman, c’mon guys!” swiftly taking steer of conversation.
Sarah gave a small smile, chipping in “Yeah, let’s keep having fun tonight like we planned. We’re all happy for you, I’m happy for you.” Sarah’s affirmations were always the best and needed in moments like this.
However, the moment those words left Nikki’s mouth, you immediately felt the world caving in on you.
If it wasn’t for being designated driver,
the poker face that seemed so eager to linger, would’ve been gone by the time she finished her sentence.
“We need to show out!” You chimed in, suppressing your wave of derealization.
The game felt a bit more serious, bittersweet— that’s the energy you resonated with.
Ian called it ‘Nikki’s Last Hurrah’, as he called for another round of shots.
“I’m taking charge of tabs now, sorry not sorry, Nikki.” He said, using his card when she passed hers along, receiving an eye roll from her.
“Yeah, tonight’s about you now. Ian has been now crowned ‘Sugar Mommy’” You joked, erupting unanimous laughter from the group.
You weren’t sure why Ian thought being drunk would finalize a victory.
You were peeved at the thought that’s one of Nikki’s last game-nights will consist of drunken stupidity and a high chance of losing.
All you wanted was to utilize your time with her wisely, and that meant every potential memory had to feel perfect and happy.
Although, your plans didn’t fruit in the way you expected.
You eventually came to terms with how your commitment and competitiveness towards winning was one-sided. you cut your losses the moment you realized how Nikki’s happiness didn’t waver based on whether the Cassettes were winning or losing.
And Honestly, you couldn’t blame their drunkness when you were distracted— completely sober— due to Nikki’s intoxicating beauty and presence. The way she latched onto your arm, made unfunny jokes, yet still carried herself with exhilarating confidence.
You liked that, You like her, You admire her and everything she does.
“Y/N?” Sarah perks up, reality interrupting your Nikki daydreaming.
“What was the question?” You asked squeamishly, embarrassed you were caught mid-staring at the girl whose arms were woven into yours.
The group laughed as Nikki whispered the question into your ear, hoping to shake some embarassment off.
By the end of the night, no one denied the fun you all had— that’s what mattered the most to you.
Even Bear came out of his usual timid demeanor, ironically answering every question handed to him correctly— a secret weapon the cassette’s didn’t know they had all along.
You took it as his one last resort to impress Nikki, his limerence for her painfully obvious. Unfortunately for him and fortunately for you, tonight wasn’t the best moment to show off his efforts, because the team still terribly lost.
Better late than never.
When you thought he was done performing his last act, he wasn’t.
Trivia Night’s over.
The Casselle Cassettes are in the parking lot of Barker’s Pub.
Sarah and Ian are insisting that they bar hop, that “the night’s still young”.
“Nikki wants to head home, shouldn’t we respect the farewelling girl’s wishes?” You sighed, taking the pressure off her.
Nikki clapped, “Thank you Y/N!”
“And anyone who chooses to continue the night without me, is ultimately manifesting me to crash on my departing plane.” She continued.
Rough Crowd.
Sarah and Bear looked at each other in disapproval.
Ian and you laugh like hyenas once again at Nikki’s theatrics.
“Don’t even joke like that, Nikki.” Bear said, making the joke so much harder to laugh at.
In which you did. Stopped laughing. Crossed your arms on top of it.
What an odd guy.
“Bear, it’s just a joke.” She smiled, pushing his arm lightly.
Her ability to act oblivious and give Bear the genuine reassurance he shouldn’t be given the access to, repulses you. Your fingers tap along your arms, the interaction between them stretching unnecessarily long.
And then, an atomic bomb, “I can drop you off home if you’d like.” He offered.
You bit the inside of your cheek, the audacity of his existence and serving Nikki in any capacity pissed you clear off. You’re a petty person!
Before Nikki could awe at the gesture you intervened with a quick refusal, “No.”
“Tell me, Ian and Sarah. How are you two getting home?” You asked, turning towards them, to use them as an example.
“An uber.” Sarah replied, Ian nodding in agreement with a thumbs up.
You turn back to Nikki and Bear, “Exactly. So, Bear.” Your hands clasp together, aligning with your jaw, your lips pouting in feigned sympathy. “That offers nice, but you’ll take an uber and I’ll drop Nikki off home. I haven’t drank all night.” You said sternly, channeling a protective energy.
Ian and Sarah rightly staying quiet at a distance, pursed lips and smugs— their faces said enough.
Nikki squealed, using her index finger to drag across your arm, “I love a woman who’s in touch with her dominant side.” She joked, one she wouldn’t have had the courage to say to you sober.
A heat crept up your neck.
You tried immensely not to fumble your next set of words, “Thanks, Nikki.” You laughed off.
Bear quickly felt embarrassed, shaming and cursing himself internally. For starters, forgetting he drank, and then, proceeding to offer a ride home to his ideated lover under the influence. it doesn’t get more humiliating than that.
do not drink and drive.
There goes his hopes and dreams, walking with you towards your car.
You two bid farewell to the remaining cassettes, your main priority getting a sleepy Nikki home.
“See you guys tomorrow at 9!” She waved, her back now faced to you— walking backwards to look at them.
As loud as she can be, “Tonight was awesome. I love you guys!” sign language-ing the phrase of endearment in the air.
“Mwah, Mwah!” Her last act of affection, receiving reciprocating blown kisses from Sarah, big smiles all around.
You chuckled at the sight of her.
This is why you loved Nikki, seeing her be her loving authentic self made your heart swell, more than you wanted to admit.
“Alright, let’s get you in lassie.” You encouraged her, ensuring she got into your passenger seat safely.
“I can take care of myself, vaquerita” matching your country-twang— in which you didn’t understand. you don’t speak spanish, but that didn’t mean your body didn’t react to whatever the hell she said. speaking a foreign language did well enough to your ears and your body, the way her accent rolled out of her tongue made your stomach churn. your mind wandered off, thinking and visualizing of the more explicit things Nikki Freeman could do with her tongue.
You buckled her seatbelt despite her attestation. “And what does that mean?” You ask, hands at your hips, looking down at her now.
“It means little cowgirl. Since you called me lassie.” She explained.
“Ah.” You said, the lingual association clicking.
You get into the drivers seat, inserting your key as you twist it into ignition.
You looked over to Nikki, admiring that she already appeared to be sleepy as she leaned her head against the window. Nikki was tiny, lying at five feet— so she could make herself quite comfortable, lifting her feet to her chest in fetal position.
You refrained yourself from audibly aweing at the sight of her. Instead, you simply smiled, an express you would like for her not to notice.
Mid-drive, you turned over to Nikki, surprised the sleep hasn’t consumed her.
“Thought you were sleeping.” You said, halting at a red light.
“No.” She said softly, her eyes darting between the surrounding city lights outside.
You could tell she had thoughts keeping her awake. “A lot on your mind?” You asked softly.
She took a deep breath, a heavy exhale leaving her nostrils. “Yeah, with moving.”
Ah. You almost completely forgot about the whole thing, honestly hoping that at some point Nikki would take it back as a joke.
“When are you moving?” You asked, maybe talking through it would help her nerves, and your own.
Your fingers fidgeted along the wheel. The light turns green as she responds, “Three days after I complete my two weeks notice.”
“Wow, that’s really soon.” You said, silence filling up the car— almost an intensity, a quietness that neither of you really wanted to sit in.
“What’s with the sudden change?” You asked, before correcting, “Not sudden, because I know moving has always been in your plans to pursue writing, but you’ve only told us now.”
The weight of her guilt had been stirring in Nikki, not saying anything sooner. With another deep breath, “Yeah. I got an offer as an intern for Colden Books in New york 2 months back.”
Your eyebrows raised at the omitted confession.
“I thought that pushing down the day it comes and allowing myself to experience the time I have with you all in normalness would mask my fear.” She continued.
You noticed how vulnerable this was for her. You so badly wanted to pull over to reassure her of any fears coming her way— to look intently in her eyes and touch the back of her hand while speaking through her to ensure your commitment in making her feel seen and heard and nothing goes unnoticed by you.
“Nikki..” you said softly, giving her a quick glance where you wore furrowed eyebrows and a weakened smile.
“What do you have to be afraid of? You have nothing to fear. Within your few months in, i’m sure you be promoted in 3 months with a manuscript, completely your own, posted on the front of the paper.”
Nikki smiled at that, not that you could see. It made her sad, knowing the support she longs for would be so so far away.
“The cassettes will always be cheering for you from here. Y’know that.” You felt stupid for saying your group name aloud, a corny name stemming from an inside joke.
Nikki audibly laughed now, “Gosh. I’m gonna miss you guys.”
Your heart swelled at the sound of her hearty laugh, “And, we’re in a day and age where Facetime exists. Our bi-weekly calls will be no different Niks.” Your voice laced with a gentle warmth that made Nikki pout, hearing that childhood nickname with your fragility ached.
“Y’know I only ever get to talk about this with you. Be this vulnerable.” She said looking at you, before she focused on her chipped polish.
“My fear isn’t just what’s out for me in New York.. but maybe the unspoken things that may not come to light in the life in time. I just hope I don’t leave with anything left unsaid and regrets.” She explained.
You couldn’t help but tease her way of words, “The author side of you is coming out.” In reality, you were masking that you couldn’t fully understand what unspoken things she was referring to.
She chuckled softly to your oblivion, but how could you know?
No one knows when she likes someone, she’s very private with that aspect of her life.
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When you arrived home, instead of sleeping, the events of the night ruminated in your head.
With a shift in five, you were lying down in your bed, sitting with the fact that Nikki Freeman— your all-time best friend and crush— was moving. leaving you, leaving this life, slipping from your fingers.
The idea of acting on your confession started to become uncomfortably real, you could no longer run away from the fact that you have intense feelings for the girl.
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This thought didn’t stop circulate the moment you woke up, like you had hoped. Nor the moment you clocked into Cassell’s, or clocked out for lunch break. The thoughts only heightened: when you were around Nikki, when you noticed her favorite vinyl on the shelf, when you look in the corner of the shop and replay the memory of her terrible attempt at playing violin.
When you go to the bathroom and look i. the mirror, remembering the way Nikki likes your hair and how she likes when you only secure a button or two on your uniform instead of them all.
You washed your face to replenish the energy you lost from lack of sleep.
When you walk out, It’s Nikki.
“I wouldn’t go in there. Bombed the bathroom.” You said.
Nikki’s face contorted, “Ew!”, she repulsed at your disgusting honesty.
Just kidding.
“Gotcha!” You said, pewing some fingerguns like a child— when you’re actually 24.
“Y/N. You’re so not funny. Who even joked about that?” She shook her head, fighting a grin as she walked passed you.
Before closing the door she looked back, “You’re coming tonight right?”
“At Ian’s?” You checked, “Of course. Wouldn’t miss it for the world.” You assured her.
“Good.” She smiled, a little bit too hard.
As the door closed you pitched in another piece of news, “Expect to see me actually drinking tonight too!”
You’ve been sober for 7 months, but you want to celebrate for Nikki.
“What?!” She said, a bit muffled from the door between you.
She quickly opened the door again, “God. Can’t let a girl piss in peace?” Before the conversation could change, she recircled back to your statement, “Are you serious?” She asked, taken aback.
“One-Hundred Percent.” You said, as if it were no big deal.
“Oh my gosh, Y/N! I’m happy that you feel safe enough to do that, and how breaking your sobriety comfortably would be for me.” She awed, taking your hand in yours.
“Hey, did you even wash these?” You teased, pulling your hand away, the vulnerable moment of the conversation quickly fading.
She rolled her eyes, “I didn’t even piss yet! Thanks to you.”
She punched your shoulder, playfully.
“Ow!” You feigned hurt from her impact.
“Seriously though, you don’t have to if you don’t want to. I want this to be a decision you make, completely on your own, for you.” Nikki pressed.
“Nikki. I promise. This is for me.” You said sincerely, taking her hand in yours again.
The interaction felt a bit intimate for the workplace, which made you appreciate her thoroughness with you ten times more.
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Ian’s Kickback.
Ian commemorated tonight’s kickback to Nikki. He set up her favorite foods, games, and had cardboard print-out of all Nikki’s hear me outs.
Why wasn’t there one of you? you don’t know.
Ian likes to half-ass a lot of things, so his effort to arrange everything meant a lot
The room was filled with people Nikki loves and knows.
The Cassettes, of course, and some secondary-tier friends and then third.
Nikki was soaking up so much attention from everyone, as she’s entitled too— she doesn’t get to see this many of her friends in a room often, especially so last minute.
You were just very desperate to have a moment with her, the urge just increasing as you kept entertaining yourself with shots.
Fuck it.
You approach Nikki as she was mid-conversation with a girl you didn’t care to know the name of.
“Outside?” You asked, a question that was more of a plead— the single-worded question a reflection of your drunkness.
She found your inability to find the words to articulate yourself cute.
Nikki gave a small smile to the girl she once was talking to, being pulled away by you out to the backyard porch.
“You okay?” She asked, a bit worried since it’s your first time drinking in a minute.
“More than okay. Why?” You ask, before stopping, “Don’t answer.” you said, “Shh.” you shushed her, your pointer finger placed on her lips.
Nikki pulled away, giggling at your unusual demeanor— it was very entertaining, seeing such ditziness coming from you.
“I wasn’t even gonna say anything the moment you told me not to answer.” she replied.
Nikki grabs you by your hips, guiding you to sit down on the porch swing, taking her place next to you.
Maybe not the best idea when you’ve drank as much as you have.
“I’m gonna lay down on you. I feel sick.” You said dramatically.
“Just don’t throw up on me.” Nikki said.
“Don’t swing the seat then.” You said quick-witted, more-so a warning for the both of you.
You rested your head on Nikki’s lap, looking up at her.
Her hair was long enough for you to play with a section as you looked at her.
Nikki smiled, “You’re clingy tonight.”
“I’m just drunk.” You explained.
“Is it?” Nikki questioned, making you laugh nervously.
“Of course,” you said too quickly.
“But I’m also gonna miss you. Will you deny me of my clinginess? If so, that’s quite cruel, even for you Freeman.” You teased, your sole purpose is making her feel guilty in questioning your antics.
Nikki shook her head, a smile plastered on her face at your cheekiness. “You are right. I am wrong. I won’t deny you in your clinginess.” She said, what sounded like music to your ears.
Nikki caressed the shell of your ears. You know she likes it done to herself so she was reciprocating that comfort unto you, you found it endearingly sweet.
Your breathing became unintentionally synchronized as your eyes darted between eachothers coincidentally. This felt solemn.
“Are you gonna miss me?” You asked softly.
Nikki pouted, “I’m gonna miss you the most Y/N.” She answered quickly, like it should never be questioned— you both found yourselves unraveling your truths.
“That should never be a doubt that comes across your mind,” she said sternly, “Bi-weekly FaceTimes, remember?”
“Pinky promise?” You pulled out your pinky.
Nikki scrunched her face, “Y/N… are we children?”
Your chest ached, “Stop. I’m serious.” your face conveying your impatience.
“I’m serious too.” She played, “Okay. I pinky promise to continue our Bi-Weekly FaceTimes.” Intertwining her pinky with yours.
After sealing the pinky promise, you readjusted yourself to where you’re sat on Nikki’s lap.
The eye-tag felt a bit more intense, the distance between you too intimately closer.
You opened your mouth, impulsing on your thoughts to confess “Nikki… I,”
“I know what you’re going to say.” Nikki interrupted.
She looked at your hand below, clasping them with her own, holding onto them tightly before reaching your gaze again.
“You’re drunk.”
Your eyebrows furrowed, “And?”
“And.. if you have anything to get off your chest.. that involves us. I want you to feel in control— fully.”
You pull back, creating a bit of distance between you, almost feeling a bit of rejected so you attest to that, “I am drunk. But I am sure about you.”
“Y/N…” she said hesitantly.
You leaned in again, cupping her face with your palms, trying to look for an open gateway to release what’s been on your mind for years.
She laid her hands on top of yours, pulling them back down again, looking into your eyes. “A lot goes into our friendship, okay? I just don’t want to risk misplacing words that significantly mean something.” She advised.
Now, you were getting annoyed, “So you don’t feel the same way?”
“What? No, Y/N. I just don’t want to take advantage of you, you haven’t been under the influence in months.” She tried to explain.
“Then hear me out Nikki. You’re not taking advantage of me, I can take care of myself.” You said, Nikki finally nodding.
“Sober or not. I know, i’m choosing to say this in a way that I wasn’t expecting, but it doesn’t make it any less true.” You started off, before saying those big three words.
“Nikki, I love you.”
You felt Nikki’s breath hitch, so you paused momentarily before you read her signals to continue on.
“I have liked you, always, as a person, even more as a friend. I feel compelled to tell you how I feel, especially with you leaving.” The reminder, causing tears to well up that you quickly wiped away.
You swallowed down your emotions, “Like I said, I like you. It’s the way you speak. The way you speak about yourself, and others. Whenever you’re in the room, my eyes don’t leave you, like how I can’t look away from you right now.”
Nikki smiled, trying to fight back tears.
“And I don’t know why I took so long to say anything. I was scared of risking our friendship. And the rest of the group. I didn’t want to make it weird y’know? And Bear.” Oops. The mention of his name confusing Nikki, but a conversation for another day.
“I always feel the need to take care of you, and right now i’m letting the roles reverse for once. Don’t let that make you think I have my guard down though. I’ll sober up for you if anything happens to you.” You managed to assert your need to protect her through your confession, typical.
Nikki listened intently, noticing how the alcohol made you ramble, but she wasn’t complaining— she enjoyed it deeply to hear what you thought of her and how she affected you in the ways she’s been hoping.
“And I, I love you Nikki. That’s it, that’s all. Deep Down, I don’t want you to go to New York. But…” You breathed heavily before committing to the next bit, but you didn’t need to worry.
Nikki stopped you.
“I know, baby.” She shushed you.
“We can talk about it another day.” She smiled.
“How are you such a know-it-all? How do you know what I’m going to say?” You protested.
“Because, you’re predictable. I know you. That’s what happens when you love someone.” She says, sharing her reciprocality.
“So you do feel the same way?”
Nikki shook her head, which made your heart drop.
“What did I say about doubting? Drunk or not, you will always overthink something, huh?” She teased.
“I love you.” The big three words you’ve been waiting all night to hear. All those years have been placed brick by brick for this moment.
“I love you Y/N.” She repeated.
You tucked her misplaced strands of hair behind her ears, “I really want to kiss you.” you said.
“I really want to kiss you too.” Nikki said.
“But,” she started, making you roll your eyes and lean your head back in pent-up impulsivity.
“You really don’t know how to be romantic do you?” You asked.
“Clearly, you haven’t had experience with girls.” You continued. The statement puncturing a wound into the girl’s heart.
Her tiny self picked you up, hauling in her arms— a romantic gesture.
“Not taking advantage of a girl’s drunken state isn’t romantic these days?” She said sarcastically.
“I feel pretty sobered up, please just kiss me!” You whined, you felt as if you were being withheld of a way to live.
Nikki placed you down, placing a lingering kiss on your cheek. Your cheeks plumped at her chaste touch.
“What a polite lady you are, Ms.Freeman.” You giggled.
“It’s not taking advantage if i’m the one initiating it right?” You asked, but not taking no much for answer.
You placed your hands on her jaw, reeling her into you, your bodies against each other as you tilted your head into a kiss. a real kiss. this is the kiss you were sought out for.
Nikki’s guard finally wavered, and she felt herself melting into you, her hand wrapped around her waist as she kissed you back. She couldn’t restrain herself from her urges much longer. Her thumbs rolled against the bone of your hips, her repetitive motions became a reminder that this moment is real. The softness of your lips she constantly thought about didn’t compare to how plush they were against her own, and the way your body heat and synchronized hearts reacted against each-other in the cold frigid air.
It didn’t last long,
an unwanted presence interrupted the fated interaction— Bear.
He had opened the sliding door, only seeing Nikki in-view.
“There you are Nikki, everyone’s been looking all over-“
Your eyes fluttered open, quickly pulling back, peaking over Nikki’s shoulder.
Bear’s body immediately tensed, a sight that you felt cruelly lucky enough to see. A salt on his lingering wound from the night before. Ouch.
“Oh shit, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to- I’ll leave.” Bear stammered, quickly shutting the slide door as he husked inside.
You two looked at each other, stone-cold faces erupted into laughter.
“Gosh, the poor guy!” You mocked.
“Looks like we’ll have some explaining to do when we get inside.” Nikki said.
You played with her hair, shaking your head in dismissal. “Bear wouldn’t hurt a fly. He’s not gonna say anything.” You assured.
Nikki chuckled, “I know, but I want to.”
“You’re the closest thing to heaven, I’m going to exercise my bragging rights.”
(Not proof read, simple writings, sfw)
Nikki who....always has ideas for a new story or poem everytime she's out with you. Without fail, she'll always jot something down; murmuring to herself just in her own world sometimes.
• And if you were the source of her inspiration (Which is 9/10 always you), she'll always give your cheek a quick kiss.
• When she does write poems about you, they're always so lovely and heartfelt that you'd sometimes start tearing up because she loves so hard.
• Definitely shy about showing you her works. Shed snuggle up right next to you and snatch any space away between you two and softly start reading to you. One time you accidentally fell asleep because she has a soothing reading voice.
Nikki who....couldn't stop staring at you when she realized she liked you
• Before you two started dating, she thought she was so sneaky stealing glances at you. Every time she heard your voice, her ears would perk up and she'd subconsciously look for you.
• One time you caught her staring right at you when you both were working but didn't look away, just stared right back at her with a smile that made her melt inside.
• She couldn't help it! You're so cute to her and always supported her, no matter how big her dreams got. She admired you and had so much to tell you but was too shy so staring was the best she thought she could do.
Nikki who....LOVES physical attention and words of affirmation
• Like I said, she WILL take up all of your space. She always has to be touching you one way or another; even if it's a small gesture. Either it's her pinky interlocked with yours, her knee against yours but neither of you moving, or her head resting on your shoulder peacefully. She always needs to kiss your face a bazillion times before going to sleep.
• You always try to make small poems as a way of telling her how much you feel about her. She always ends up crying in your shoulder and thanking you a thousand times. Whenever she's feeling a bit insecure, you always make sure to tell her how perfect she is in your eyes. You tell her how warm she makes a cold room, how her way of writing truly was a talent, making her look into a mirror to tell her your favorite things about her.
"You're so brave, facing the world on your own, Nikki."
"Look at yourself for me."
"I think your creativity leaked onto me."
"See how pretty you are?"
• Would love to playfully bicker with you!! You two would be talking about a movie you find good but she finds dumb and she'd be arguing with you, sounding all smug with a 'matter-of-fact' tone. When you reciprocate it back, she couldn't help but smile and giggle to herself a bit before continuing because she knew she found her person. Her love story.
Overall, as she continues to thrive in her dream as a writer and taking big step after step, she's so happy you're now a part of her journey. You never forced anything with her or from her. You came into her life and loved her unconditionally, both of you seeing each other's days of anger, sadness, jealousy, and always ALWAYS talked it out instead of letting it boil. You two would sit down after a bit and speak to each other; allowing each other to have turns speaking. And when you two came to an agreement, she fell in love with you more for being patient and understanding with her.
Thinking about how much Nikki loves pda and just physical contact in general :* ❤️❤️
She tries not to be so needy and intense in the beginning of the relationship but as it slowly develops, you reassure her it's fine and you love it just as such 🙏🏼
i feel like it’s probably one of her love languages. that and maybe acts of service or words of affirmation.
in the very early days of the relationship, nikki is hyper-aware of not wanting to come on too strong. she’s the type to hover just a little too close when you’re walking side by side, fingers twitching like she wants to grab your hand, only to shove them in her pockets at the last second. she’ll lightly bump your shoulder “on accident” and laugh it off, cheeks pink, internally scolding herself for being so greeedy already.
she overthinks everything. so she settles for small, “casual” touches. brushing lint off your shirt, fixing your collar, letting her knee rest against yours under the table.
the first time you casually drape an arm around her shoulders in public, she freezes for half a second before melting so hard she nearly forgets how to walk. she doesn’t say anything, but the way she leans into you gives her away completely.
once you start dating more seriously and you reassure her that you do like when she touches you, it’s like permission for her to finally breathe. she’ll test the waters by slipping her hand into yours while you’re waiting in line for coffee, watching your face carefully for any sign of discomfort.
when she realizes you genuinely love it, she becomes unapologetically affectionate. she’s the girlfriend who greets you with a full-body tackle hug after even a few hours apart, arms wrapped tight around your neck, face buried in your shoulder like she’s recharging. in public she’ll still try to be a little polite about it (quick kisses, hand-holding, arms linked), but the second you’re somewhere semi-private she’s all over you.
she has favorite ways to show it. looping her pinky with yours, tracing patterns on your arm absentmindedly, “stealing” your clothes because wearing something of yours feels like constant physical connection even when you’re apart.
she still gets self-conscious sometimes, especially if she catches herself being extra clingy after a long day. she’ll apologize, only for you to pull her closer and tell her you adore it.
she’s the type to sit pressed right against you during movie nights, legs tangled with yours. if you’re both standing and talking to friends, she’ll lean back against your chest so your arms can wrap around her waist from behind.
deep down, all that physical affection is how she feels safest and most loved. once she’s fully reassured that you crave it just as much, she stops holding back entirely. random kisses on your cheek while you’re cooking, sleepy cuddles where she clings to you like a koala even after she’s already dozed off.
Hi!! I was wondering if you can do a Nikki scenerios where everyone is playing seven minutes in heaven and Nikki gets the reader but everyone knows they like each other BUT themselves so when they go into the closet, they confess to each other and stay longer than the time we were supposed to have? If that makes sense. THANK YEW ❤️❤️❤️
ian was the one that had dragged to you his party. said that it’d be good for you.
really, he just wanted you to grow a pair and ask nikki out. he’d been bringing it up for months. every time you got stuck alone with him—
“so, you plan on talking to nikki later?”
“…maybe.”
“perfect! then you can finally make a move.”
nikki looked great, like always. you saw her as soon as she came in, like you were drawn to her. she met your eyes, and grinned. gave a little wave. and then she was being pulled into a conversation with sarah, and your heart began to return to it’s normal rhythm.
you’d downed at least three beers—figured it’d give you a little ‘liquid courage.’
it did not.
“hey,” ian said suddenly, his hand coming down to slap your shoulder. he grinned at you, one hand holding an empty vodka bottle which he shook. “wanna play?”
“play what?” you questioned, glancing—against your will—over his shoulder to where nikki was standing. fuck, she looked pretty.
ian clapped your shoulder again, letting out a heavy laugh. “seven minutes in heaven. c’mon—hey, everyone!” he called out, raising his voice above the music. “anyone who wants to play seven minutes in heaven, follow me!”
seven minutes in heaven. seven minutes in heaven? the last time you’d played that game, you were in middle school.
but you followed ian anyways, and so did several other people.
nikki included. she pushed past some straggles, one of her hands latching around your forearm. “hey,” she said to you, “you’re gonna play?”
you glanced down at her hand briefly, lips curling into a sheepish smile. “uh—yeah. what’s the harm?”
ian led the group upstairs. the music thumped through the floorboards as everyone piled into a dimly lit bedroom. sarah plopped down next to nikki, whispering something to her that made them both grin.
your stomach flipped. liquid courage, my ass. the beers had only made your hands feel slightly less shaky.
ian spun the first bottle with dramatic flair. it landed on some guy named tyler and a girl you didn’t know well. they disappeared into the guest room closet amid whoops and teasing. seven minutes later they came out flushed and giggling, tyler’s shirt slightly untucked. the game rolled on. another pair. then another. each spin made your throat tighter.
then ian pointed at you. it felt weirdly menacing. “your turn.”
you swallowed hard and gave the bottle a weak spin. it wobbled lazily before slowing…slowing…and stopping dead on nikki.
“oh shit!” ian laughed immediately, slapping your back hard enough to jolt you forward. “finally!”
nikki’s eyes met yours. for a split second she looked nervous, then that easy grin returned, softer this time. she stood up and offered you her hand. “come on.”
your palm was clammy as you took it. the hallway seemed longer than it should’ve been, each step closer to the closet making your stomach churn. ian called after you, “don’t waste it!” before the door clicked shut behind you two.
the closet was small, cramped with hanging coats that smelled faintly of mothballs and laundry detergent. a single string of fairy lights someone had strung up earlier cast a warm, golden glow over everything. you stood there awkwardly, heart trying to punch its way out of your chest.
“so…” she said, tilting her head. her voice was quieter in in the small place. “we’ve got seven minutes.”
“yeah,” you managed. “seven whole minutes.”
she laughed softly. “you’ve been staring at me all night, you know.”
heat flooded your face. “i—uh—”
“It’s okay.” nikki stepped a little closer, until the toes of her shoes touched yours. “i’ve been staring at you too.” she was looking up at you, eyes bright even in the low light, lips curved in a half-smile.
you wondered, briefly, if ian had his ear to the door. he seemed like the type.
“we don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to,” nikki murmured, gentle. “we can just…talk.”
“talking’s okay with me,” you replied, tongue darting out to wet your lower lip. you cleared your throat. “but…well, the point of the game is to…y’know.”
nikki’s smile turned playful, but her eyes stayed soft. she reached up, fingers lightly tracing the collar of your shirt. “yeah. i know.”
she stepped closer, just a bit. she leaned in, so slowly that you had plenty of time to pull away. except, you didn’t. when she kissed you, there was no hesitation. her lips were warm and sure, and the second you kissed her back she made a quiet, pleased sound that sent heat rushing through you.
you cupped her face with both hands, thumbs brushing her cheeks as the kiss deepened. nikki’s fingers curled into your shirt, tugging you her mouth moved against yours, slow at first then with growing confidence.
when you finally broke apart, breathing hard, nikki stayed close, her nose brushing yours.
“god, you’re a good kisser,” she whispered, a little laugh leaving her. “i was hoping you would be.”
you let out a shaky breath, smiling. “you’re…a good kisser too. really good.”
she bit her lip, clearly pleased, and kissed you again, shorter this time. but when she tried to pull back, you followed after her and pressed your mouth back against her own.
when you finally parted again, both of you were breathing heavier. nikki’s eyes were half-lidded, her lips a little swollen.
you grinned, still a little dazed, forehead resting against hers. “yeah. seven minutes well spent.”
she ran her thumb along your bottom lip, eyes tracing your face like she was memorizing it. “i’ve wanted to do that for so long. you have no idea.”
“i think i do,” you murmured. “i’ve been driving myself crazy trying to work up the nerve to ask you out.”
nikki expression softened. she leaned in and gave you one last kiss—for real this time.
then you both jumped in surprise when a sudden banging sounded from the door.
“time’s up, lovebirds!” ian called out, “don’t make me come in there!”
you both reluctantly straightened up. nikki smoothed her shirt and fixed her hair while you tried to calm your racing heart. she caught your eye in the low light and grinned a toothy smile.
then ian fist banged on the door again—“yo! get your asses out here!”—and nikki grabbed your hand and laced your fingers together.
“ready?” she asked.
you squeezed her hand. “yeah.”
the door opened to a chorus of whoops and teasing comments. ian looked ridiculously proud of himself, while sarah gave nikki a knowing smirk.
the rest of the night passed in a happy blur. nikki stayed close, sitting next to you during the next rounds, stealing little touches when no one was looking, and shooting you glances that made everything feel warmer. when the party started winding down, her fingers grasped your wrist.
“text me later?” she said quietly, smiling. “i kinda wanna…pick up where we left off.”
you grinned, against your will. “wouldn’t miss it.”
ian immediately caught your eye from across the room and mouthed “you’re welcome.”
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Her saying "I've never been with you Bear" (I might have the exact wording wrong but idgaf) is one of the most haunting lines in recent memory.
The real Nikki has been a captive insider her own body, a fugitive forced to watch something else pretend to be her. The only time she even has a modicum of power is when the entity is asleep, and even then she has no control over her own body.
She is a prisoner insider her own self - not because of her own actions, but because of the lust of someone she considered a friend BUT NEVER a romantic partner.
Nikki truly is one of the most doomed characters of the 21st century. Inde Navarrette and Curry Barker I salute you for the horrifying, devastating character you created.
hello could you do flambae x male reader who is really skilled in giving massages, how about reader offering to massage flambae and flamabe being skeptical at first then starts to enjoy the hell out of it
Flambae will moan like a bitch. He thought you were joking, but who is he to turn down a massage from a hot guy.
It's a mix of not knowing how much he needed it and the fact that you really do know what you're doing.
He's going to awkwardly walk up to you for the next couple of days and ask for another massage. He will pay, either in money or anything else you may want.
He's keeping it a secret too, he knows that everyone will be making jokes about it, asking if it was a happy ending massage. He just wants one intimate thing that won't be ruined by his coworkers, is that too much to ask for?
TW: Overstimulation, but I think that's about it? Smut obv. Not proof read. Very short story/read
"Just one more for me." Illyana had cooed to you, short after your 3rd climax. She stared at your face, curiosity taking over her. She indistinctly bit her lip as you whined out her name, your hips moving towards her touch; mind going dumb from her hand. Just her hand.
"Can't take anymore, 'Ana!" You managed to say after mumbling nonsense to her, shutting your eyes as you held onto her strong shoulders. Your ears hearing the soft movements of her hand with your heat, her soft chuckles and hot breath that'll tickle your skin when she got to close to whisper in your ear. You couldn't take it anymore!
Illyana simply slowed down, mimicking your pout to tease you. You were about to say something, but it was quickly shut as her lips captured yours. There was a need in her kiss, like you're doing exactly what she wants. "Just be good for me. Can I have more?" She whispered in that heavy accent that gets your brain mushy. You couldn't help but nod as you whined again. "Mmh~!" Was all you can muster as you chased her lips, wanting her close as possible.
"Good. So good f' me." She simply whispered against your lips, not giving in to you. Not just yet. But she wasn't mean of course. Not to her sweet partner. She quickly kissed the corner of your mouth and cheek agonizingly slow, hearing you gulp and pant.
"Illyana, I-nngh-Im so damn close a-fuck-...again." *You mumbled on to her, nuzzling close to her; trying to get anything from Magik. She smiled and nodded, swooping your waist with an arm so now you were flush against her body.
With a kiss on your temple, she pulled away from you and hummed as she moved her hand faster, her fingers coated with your juices. "Go ahead." A simple command she let out as she finally captured your lips in hers again, loving all the sounds you let out in her mouth as you came undone in her hand. As she pumped away a bit more to ride your 4th orgasm, she took her hand away to lick all your juices and watched your chest rise and fall, analyzing your every movement to study you. "Did such a good job, puppy." She murmured against you as she gently rubbed her free hand up and down your nape, mirroring your puppy eyes.
"Think you can....last one more?" Magik said, biting her lip as she gave that smirk that drove you crazy; tugging her now very damp pants as a suggestion.
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hii i was wondering if u could do how makima is like the control devil and so she always commands ppl but in bed shes begging like i just wanna overstimulate her soososos bad and degrade her and mayb even tie her up with chains
DAMN SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT T~T
MDNI || (Makima x Gn! Reader) ||
TW: over stimulation, crying, slight degrading, Gender neutral character
Also I don't know if you want a story or not so imma just do a story 😗
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Its been weeks since you've held Makima off. Teasing her slowly, seeing her faces every time. You couldn't get enough of how much she begged. It was then near the end of the month and you both were in her bedroom, Makima tied up on her bed with a blindfold on. It was such a sight to see, someone like her-so controlling, someone so straightforward and honest, now all to your control.
"You've been so good, Makima. Lasting this whole month. You're pent up, aren't you? You're already leaking~" You cooed out to her, seeing her squirming around, trying to get a feel of you. "Want me to touch you now?"
"Yes! Mmph...need your touch! Please! Please, please, please! Want it!" Makima begged, legs slightly rising up and presenting her sweet lips. You chuckled slightly and stroked the side of her leg with a finger.
"God you're so pathetic. Getting this jumpy from the start? You've got a trip from here on out then." You say in her ear, your finger fingers up to her jaw and grabbing her face. "I am going to give you all the orgasms I desire. Clear?"
Makima nodded rapidly, loving the way you talk to her. As you take your hand off of her face, you go down her legs, slowly moving along her beautiful folds with your finger. Her twitching and relieved groan was all you needed to hear to let you know how much she needed you. You continue to stroke amongst the folds, her now angelic moans echoing through the room. You inserted your fingers into her, a high pitched growl emitting from Makima. You then licked her thighs, teasing her and making her wait for your tongue to slide across her clit.
"Please, (Y/N)! I can't handle it!" She panted out and kept twitching, her legs kicking on the bed from time to time from the pleasure she's receiving.
"You'll get it soon. Don't worry, babe." You teasingly said as you continued to give her spots around her body, sucking away from her beautiful body. As you continued, she felt your wet tongue start swirling around her soft spot. She cried out your name repeatedly, squeezing her thighs together around your head. Your fingers pumped into her at the pace she always loved, hitting her sensitive spot inside her repeatedly. You felt her climax reaching and you kept the same speed, taking your mouth off of her. "Gonna cum?" She nodded rapidly, panting as she couldn't think straight from the thought of her finally giving you her release.
"Say it." *I said as I slowly stopped pumping my fingers.*
"(Y/N), please make me cum! Give it to me! I want to cum all over your face!" She cried out, her walls clamping onto your fingers desperately. As you smiled, you stuck your fingers out and walked away, sighing through the dozens of 'toys' you two use on each other. As you walked over with a clit vibrator, you turned it on, Makima' face showing you her excitement. She bit her lip and hungrily moaned, trying to move her hips.
You then placed it on her, slowly making circles inside her walls as you rubbed the vibrator on her clit, your arms wrapped around her legs. "(Y/N), I'm cumming! Cumming! Oh!" She then rapidly moaned, her juices quickly coming out at your face. But that didn't stop you from getting your fill, you wanted more from her. You continued to eat her out, your mouth now covered in her juice. She cried out, her eyes now watery from you, her legs giving out.
This night was going to be long for her, the control devil now handing off her crown to you, her little control devil.
I was wondering if you can do more Kobeni headcanons or Kobeni x reader?
Maybe about Kobeni being brave and making the first move on physical touch? 😊
Thanks for the request! I did it short and took some time because I have my exams in a few days but I hope you like it nonetheless!! ✨
Kobeni making the first move
Kobeni usually prefers to be on the receiving side, even if she doesn't voice it out, but she'll be more than happy to initiate, albeit awkwardly at the start with tons of reassuring.
"A-am I doing this okay? (Y/n), tell me if you don't find it good please. .? "
However, there are times when she might make a move on her own, either due to jealousy or simply unconsciously. She gets insecure a lot but it becomes too much when someone she KNOWS is more successful than her flirts with her.
"Miss makima was flirting with you today.. ", Kobeni said quietly as she wrapped her hands along your waist.
"Really? I haven't noticed.."
Kobeni huffed as she brought you closer, it's a habit of hers, bringing your bodies so close you could just meld together. Her hand snaked over your thighs alarmingly close between the space between them. You gasped as you looked at Kobeni in anticipation.
".. Don't talk to her please? "
"I won't, I promise", you kissed Kobeni as she hummed from the sudden action, before promptly wrapping her hands around your neck and pulling you close.
I also feel like she'll ease into her making a move first much more easily after fighting a devil. Her senses and instincts are still pretty on edge and she can get easily riled up.
"K-kobeni what's gotten into you today? ", you stammered out as Kobeni kissed into the skin joining your neck and shoulders, her grip on your arms, tighter, as her teeth nipped lightly at your skin.
"... I had a hard day today (y/n).. ", you heard her say meekly, her voice a sharp contrast to her actions.
"I want you to.. stay close to me today", whispering this, Kobeni pressed her body even more closer as she looked at you before kissing you breathlessly, one that you complied with, pleasantly surprised.
Overall I think as the time passes, she'll become more and more bolder with her moves, but it's gonna take a while considering the kind of life she lives.