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cigarettes. bruises. littered scars. scarily pale. sleepy eyes. baggy clothes. scorpio. lighter with nicks initials engraved on it. hair that’s never cut. always smells good. oxytocin by billie eilish. 223. rob zombie. horror movies. wolves. lazy nail polish jobs.
paired with… sweetheart!nick
loud laugh. lip balm. photography. animal print. lingering kisses. bats. purple. tattoos. loves his brothers. drag. hates the smell of cigarettes. always worried about vampire!reader. make outs early in the morning. clairo. 21. lovers rock by tv girl.
Exhausted. Cranky. Stressed. Pretty much the only three emotions nick has been feeling over the past couple of weeks. With tour and his bizarre filming schedules with matt and chris, he’s had little to no time to just slow down and relax. Nevertheless give /you/, his boyfriend, any attention at all. Now you didn’t really mind, because honestly work has had you swamped as well. Both of you were practically burning for an outlet to put out that energy, wanting to release all that stress. wanting relief.
Nighttime’s with nick were usually quick nowadays, but you didn’t take it personally. You still enjoyed his presence next to you as you dozed off. But tonight was different. You watched distantly from the bed as nick opens the door to the bathroom from the inside, waves of steam following him. His hairs still slightly wet and he had a towel wrapped around his waist. He doesn’t bother getting clothes from your shared dresser, instead he climbs into bed, straight onto your lap.
You’re a little surprised, your big hands going to hold his still wet waist. “nick?” you call to him, earning just a small *hmpf* in response. You chuckle, your lips absentmindedly running feather-light kisses up and down his neck. Nick tilts his head to the side, allowing you to explore, bite, kiss, whatever. He just needs something.. anything to get his mind off of tour. Or youtube. Or his brothers. You can tell what nicks asking for by the sound of his whines, the way he’s death-gripping you.
Your hands have fun exploring him. It feels like it’s been months since you’ve had him all to yourself, had him moan for you. Your hands remove his towel, gently massaging his ass. It earns a pleased moan from nick, his nails digging deeply into your broad shoulders. “I need this so fucking bad-“ nick breathes into your ear, his blue eyes fluttering up at you- pleading. You chuckle, chasing his lips lovingly. It hits you now how much you’ve missed this. You’ve missed being intimate with him. Kissing him and just being in his presence.
Nick pushes you down onto the bed, both hands by your head as he squirms on your lap. Your hands happily explore his back and ass, bringing his thighs up further on your hips. “why are these still on?” he asks you, his hands dancing by the hem of your shirt and pushing it up over your head. You laugh, immediately crashing your lips back onto his. -Strawberry spacecamp, doctor pepper, ice cream-. All tastes that infiltrate your mouth as you suckle on his tongue.
It’d probably gross anyone out but to you? it only makes you harder in your pajama bottoms. You’ve missed nicks taste, his smell, the little whines he lets out between kisses. “Please-“ he stifles, pulling away to breathe, his eyes blinking rapidly. You smirk into the side of nicks shoulder. Who are you to deny nick anything when he asks so pretty like that? You lube up your own fingers in your mouth, positioning nick comfortably between the mattress and your own body.
The moan nick lets out when you slip two fingers into his hole is absolutely intoxicating. “Fuck- Oh- yes-“ he moans, his thigh moving up higher so you can please him more. You oblige happily, steadily fingering him. “Good boy- still so tight f’me angel.. can’t wait to get inside of you” you whisper to him, curling your fingers deeply in the way you know he likes. Nicks practically purring, his back arching prettily. You speed up your movements almost involuntarily, wanting to draw out more noises from him.
And you do. He’s babbling and whining, his nails digging into your back. “i’m ready-“ he tries to say in between his moans, his cock twitching between your stomachs. You smirk, deeply curling your fingers again. “Oh yeah? you promise?” you tease him with a chuckle, moving your hand faster. Nick nods eagerly, his legs shaking slightly. “i promise oh- oh! i promise!” he moans, his hands moving to your hips. His eyes are closed, eyebrows knitted together. So you move fast, shrugging your pajama bottoms and boxers down your legs.
With a few adjustments of positions, you put yourself between his legs and stroke yourself, running the tip of your cock up and down his hole. Nick spreads his legs on instinct, holding his knees up by his chest. You push yourself into him, filling him up inch by inch. “oh, baby. been waitin all day to get inside this tight fuckin hole-“ you moan to him, jutting your hips to fill him up all the way. “mmm- that’s right, you like that shit don’t you?” you mewl to nick, letting him adjust to your size before you start moving. Nicks eyes roll back at the sensation of being filled for the first time in what felt like months.
One hand is holding your lower back while the other is threaded through your hair, begging you onward. So you do. You start to move your hips calculated and gently at first. “Fuckkk” nick cries, his face hiding in the crook of your neck. “i’ve missed this- missed… missed you so bad” nick whimpers, his legs going to wrap around you. You move harder in response, your balls slapping up at his ass, causing the sound of slapping skin to fill your room. You hadn’t realized how much you’ve missed that sound until now. Your skin prickles at nicks nails leaving long dark scratches down your back, causing you to move faster.
Nick shakes, his eyes meeting yours desperately. “Harder” he speaks, almost like it’s a demand. You nearly laugh before obliging, harder- faster- you hit that perfect spot inside him. “oh my fucking god!” nick howls, his legs lifting again, eyes rolling back. You breathe heavily, trying to pleasure him and yourself in the same motion. “Squeezing me so tight angel” you coo to him, moving even faster, practically railing him at this point. “Cum for me, you can do it, cmon” you praise, grabbing his cock and stroking it eagerly. Nick lets out that adorable high-pitched moan he always makes when he finishes, his insides holding your cock tightly in place as he spurts ropes of white across his own stomach and your hand.
You’re not far behind, pulling out to finish on his thighs with a quiet moan of his name. The routine afterwards feels so familiar. Your boyfriends extremely clingy after sex, the stickiness between your bodies seeming nonexistent as he snuggles in close, both of your breathing heavy. “you’re so beautiful” you tell him, your hand draping down his side. He chuckles, shaking his head. “Are you just saying that because you finally got to dick me down?” he says, looking up at you with a cocky smirk. You roll your eyes, kissing his forehead. “half of that- maybe. i’ve missed you—“ you say, going down to kiss him again. To which it turns heated quickly, causing you to chuckle.
Nicks eyes glimmer as he carefully straddles your lap, his thighs still shaking. “round two?” he suggests, his hands finding home on your neck. You nod your head, laughing to yourself after letting nick push you down onto the sheets again. What could you say? your boyfriend was insatiable.
- ᥫ᭡. a/n : okay im like uber new to sturniolo tumblr so pls dont be brutal on me 🥀 idk if its acceptable to use moodboards found off pinterest but ngl thats what i did. ts is literally the bible idk why i made it so long um. credits goes to @ribbnsvault on pinterest <3 enjoy !!
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It wasn’t often chris denied you things you asked for. I mean he literally got you anything and everything you wanted. You glanced at something in the store for five seconds? he would have it in your arms in two. He loved spoiling you. So when you shyly asked him to fuck you, both of you sprawled out comfortably atop his king sized bed, your head on his bare chest and he said no? you were both embarrassed and confused. Your boyfriend has /that/ smirk on his face. The one you find both extremely arousing and annoying. and you know right away he has an idea you’re going to be tortured by.
“But-“ your bottom lip wobbles, your eyes glittering up at chris in the way you know he cannot resist. “please?” you mewl angelically, your lips nearly ghosting the side of his jaw as he wraps an arm around your waist and hugs you close. Chris’s hand travels as you continue your pleading, his eyes remaining stapled to his phone. He’s not entirely paying attention to you as his fingers dance underneath your shorts. “You know by now you gotta earn what you get mama, don’t you?” chris speaks, his cheek pressed against your forehead.
You whine into his ear, the lace of your panties moreso feeling like silk as you get wetter underneath his slim and rough fingertips. He could touch you. He could make you feel so good. Why’s he being so mean? You whimper at the thought, squirming to get onto his lap. *that* makes chris put his phone down, his arms looping around your thighs, reaching around to grope your ass. “what is it, baby? huh?” chris smirks, his nose nearly scrunched from how cockily he’s looking up at you. You fight the urge to scoff.
What’s wrong? what’s wrong is your boyfriends cock is not currently stuffed inside you, making you scream, or making him whisper dirty things in your ear. You grind against him, the clad of his grey sweatpants giving you little to nothing. “Chris-“ you moan, your nails digging crescents into his shoulders. Chris coos to you, his mouth starting to run sweet kisses up and down your neck, your collarbone. It’s so distracting you barely feel his fingers slipping into the front of your shorts, past your panties.
You nearly cry when you feel his fingers on your clit, your folds, your entrance. Everywhere all at once. You’re pretty sure you could cum just from this. “Pussy’s so fuckin wet” he says, two fingers circling your entrance as you cling to him for dear life. “bet i could slip my cock right in here, couldn’t i? no prep? right?” he says. That’s probably unrealistic...your boyfriends *huge* but regardless, you nod your head dumbly. “justtt like this. see how well she takes me? she knows who she belongs too” chris meows, finally pushing his middle and ring finger into your sopping pussy.
Your eyes roll back shamelessly, a sob of pleasure leaving your bitten up lips. “i-chris…” you try and babble, but chris shuts you up with a rough curl of his fingers. Chris knows you. He knows every single nook and cranny of your body, everything to make you cum, everything to make you scream. He starts to push his fingers in and out roughly, his other free arm holding you down on his fingers, making damn sure you can’t squirm out’ve his reach. Your thighs shake as he fingers you mercilessly. “that’s it” he huffs. “let that pussy cry on me” he demands, curling his fingers harshly.
Though you’re pretty sure you’re going to cry as chris pulls out a few moments later, leaving you gaping and wanting, your whines filling his ears. “told you that you have to earn it” he reminds you, pulling your shorts down your legs. He doesn’t pull them all the way down before snatching the pretty wet lace that laid between them and stuffing them under his pillow. What can he say? he liked the little reminders. Your body shakes, your eyes unfocused as he pulls out his cock. You pout, knowing right away what he wants you to do. “but.. chris..” you plead, your tank top pressing against his bare chest. Maybe if you plead pretty enough he’ll say yes.
He doesn’t. He’s insistent. Your pout remains as you grab his cock, your entire fist not even fitting around the entire thing. You stroke him a couple times, eyes watching his reaction. Chris spits onto his own cock for you, cursing under his breath as you stroke him for a few moments. You lift your shaking hips up, your eyes watching his face intently as you line yourself up. You don’t even try before you whine. “it’s too big-“ you say, letting chris’s cock flop back into his tummy. Chris smirks again, laughing dryly. “don’t be a baby” he says, grabbing his cock and rubbing it up and down your folds.
You hate that your body welcomes him on instinct. You hate that you listen and start to sink down. Your boyfriend’s hands find home on your hips, watching where you two connect. Chris’s cock is a burning pleasure, his cock pushing its way forcefully through your pussy and forcing your walls to mold to its shape. You choke out a moan, your thighs aching as you get halfway down. “whys this pussy so tight, huh? don’t i fuck you enough?” chris growls in your ear, his words egging you all the way down. Your mouth opens in silent screams, your tummy bulging with the size of him.
Chris groans *guttural*. “ohh there it is, feel me there? stuffing this tight pussy?” he asks, his hand moving to press the bulge. You squeal, starting to bounce on his cock. or attempting too, anyways. Chris offers you little to no help, pushing down on your belly as you bounce on him. “chris chris chris chris-!” you babble, little tears gathering in your eyes. Chris isn’t listening. He’s listening to how pretty your pussy sounds- slapping down on your cock. “want you all nice and loose for me” chris says, eyes finally looking up at you. You whine, moving faster but your thighs burn and you just wanna *cum* already.
“fuck you doin? huh? didn’t i say i wanted this pussy loose?” he growls, grabbing your thighs and squeezing them. You’re breathing heavily, gripping the headboard behind his body. You nod your head dumbly, your body already exhausted. “always so disappointing” chris says, grabbing your hips to start pounding up into you with ease. There’s a fervor in his thrusts, his heavy balls slapping against your ass as you start to cry out. “i’ll fuck you all night if i have too- gonna make sure this pussy is how i want it to be when im done” chris growls, his feet flat on the bed as he rams into you.
Your pussy clamps on him, your hands now holding the back of his head and back as you moan and yowl. “oh fuck fuck fuckkk-“ you hiccup. “i’m gonna cum!” you whine and to your surprise? chris doesn’t stop. He goes harder, faster, he gives you more. He topples you over the edge tenfold, your body screaming out his name as you cum on him. Chris spreads your ass apart, moaning into your shoulder. His shoulders shake and before you know it he’s exploding inside your tight pussy. “that’s right baby- just take this cum- right there“ chris moans.
His body allows him to relax down on the sheets when you both finish, gasping for breath as you leak around his cock. But you can hear him chuckling dryly, giving an experimental thrust inside you. “tight” he says, flipping you onto your back. this was going to be a really long night for the both of you.