#jpop

the painful grip that your boyfriend had on your hair mixed with your throat being full of his cock, your eyes started to tear up. you glanced up at nicholas and his hips stuttered, his breath catching in his throat.

“oh my god—dont—dont look at me like that,” nicholas moaned, pulling your head back slightly so he could watch how deep his tip hits the back of your throat.

“fuck, im close,” he moaned, his pace quickening. your hands gripped his legs as you watched him chase his high. his hips jerking forward before he stilled, his cock still deep inside your mouth while it filled with his cum.

you choked around him which made him pull out, but before you could even do anything else, he was kissing you. forcing you to keep his cum inside your lips, having him taste himself as he pushed his tongue into your mouth.

“swallow it,” he demanded once he pulled away, his eyes staring back at yours, cold and stern. he loved watching you become his nasty girl.

and you did as you were told, you swallowed his release and took a breath, finally able to breathe again from all that. you watched his eyes light up with admiration, he loved watching how pretty you looked whenever he messed you up like this.

he moved you over to your shared bed and climbed on top of you, his hands instantly cupping your breasts from under your shirt. you never wore a bra when around him, knowing how obsessed he was with your tits. it always gave him free access to them whenever he wanted.

“baby, can i take this off?” he asked, referring to your shirt, which you quickly nodded. your nipples immediately hard as the cold air hit them, but it didnt last long before your boyfriend’s mouth was on them.

“fuck, nicho,” you whined. his tongue swirling around each bud, giving both breasts fair attention from his mouth. you could feel yourself getting wet just from this, nicho’s hand giving your tits a squeeze which caused you to whimper.

“you’re so perfect, so so pretty.” he praised as he kissed along the soft skin of your breast, his tongue flattened and sliding across them, leaving saliva all over.

whenever you and nicholas had sex, there was always a break section between the rough and dirty fucking, and that was nicho worshipping your tits. it wasnt until the 2nd year of you dating when you found out his obsession with your chest.

you always knew he liked your tits, what man wouldnt like a nice set of breasts? especially on the woman he loves? but nicholas.. oh he was a freak, he fantasized about yours. all his friends knew it too, he never shut up about it to them.

but he never wanted to rush you to his freaky desires, especially if you didnt like it. but during sex one time, you gave him the word. you pushed his head towards your boob and his face lit up.

“suck.” was all you had to say to change your sex life with him forever. now he never misses his chance to admire you, your body, praise you like you’re the finest piece of art in the world—and to him—you are, of course.

your thoughts were interrupted by his teeth, softly biting down on your skin. oh nicholas, always needing to leave his marks on your skin.

“please,” you moaned, looking down at him. he looked like he was in heaven, your chest covered in his spit and love bites, his cock fully hard again while you soaked up your inner thighs with need.

nicholas’ head snapped up at your plea, his face red with blush but his eyes filled with hunger. hunger for you. he nodded and smirked, settling into his spot right in front of your face, and you knew immediately.

your hands pushed both your breasts together so they were on either side of his hard, leaking cock. it twitched once it felt your soft skin, his lips releasing a loud whine before he looked into your eyes, begging if he could start.

you nodded and his cock started fucking between your tits, his thrusts sloppy due to the weird angle but he didnt care, you didnt care, no one cared.

he sped up, desperately trying to find that intense pleasure he always got from just this, how your head was leaned forward, mouth open, tongue out, so every time he fucked forward the tip of his cock would slide into your warm mouth.

no matter how many times this occurs within your sex life, it will never not be fucking sexy to you. watching how needy and pathetic nicholas gets just from your boobs always amazes you, and you love every second of it.

“oh fuck, fuck, princess—“ nicholas moaned, his cock twitching and begging to release, but he didnt want to end it so fast. he held in his climax, looking down to watch how dirty you looked in this position.

you leaned onto your elbows, causing a shift in the direction of his thrusts but made it even better, but now his cock slipped deeper into your mouth with every thrust. your tongue hitting his slit, nicholas felt like he was on fire.

“oh, oh, shit—“ he cursed, his hips jerking forward as he came. white strips of cum splattering across your face and onto your tongue, nicholas was breathing heavily when he moved himself off of your body to hover you, leaning down to kiss you deeply.

you moaned into the kiss, your hands moving to the back of his neck to pull him closer, deeper. he could taste himself again, never really enjoying it but nothing mattered to him when his lips were on yours, kissing the soul out of him.

his hand moved down to your panties, he gasped against your mouth as he felt how soaked you were. slowly feeling bad about how he didnt notice your needs sooner, but now its here. he pushes your undies to the side and inserted two of his fingers into your wetness.

your back arched at the sudden touch, your eyes rolling back behind your eyelids as you pushed your hips down onto his fingers. nicholas’ tongue still deep inside your mouth, inhaling your every sound.

your legs spread wider for him, giving him more room to finger fuck you. angling his fingers in all the good places, your thighs shaking slightly. “nicho, please, i need you.” you whined, finally pulling away from the passionate kiss.

nicholas didnt waste anytime after those words slipped through your lips. he removed his fingers from your cunt and ripped your panties off. he positioned himself between your legs, his cock already hard again before he pushed himself inside your heat, earning a loud cry from you.

“oh! my god,” you whimpered, finally embracing his cock with your soaked walls. nicholas groaned as even with how wet you are, you were still a bit tight but that didnt slow him down. he knew you needed to be fucked good and fucked good you will be.

“c’mon, princess, you can take it, hm?” he smirked before his pace quickened. the sounds of your needy cries and squelching of his cock sliding in and out of you, oh he was going mad.

you nodded, a small ‘yeah’ was whimpered out of you as you took him, as he used your cunt for his and your pleasure, needing to fill you up with his seed.

his hands gripped onto your hips tightly to keep you still as he pounded into your pussy, the tip of his cock nearly hitting your cervix, your stomach tightened with all the pleasure.

your skin was on fire, you were breathless but couldnt stop moaning, couldnt stop needing more. you felt like you needed him to live inside your pussy, never leaving. that’s how good nicholas always makes you feel, you never want him to stop.

“mmph—please! fuck!” you cry out, your hands gripping the bedsheets, back off the bed in a long arch. he wasnt slowing down, he wasnt going easier, he was fucking you with all he had. he was desperate, almost as desperate as you were.

“fuck, you feel so fucking good, taking my cock so well,” he praised. he was sweating, the sounds of skin slapping against each other was loud, but neither of you cared. you were always prepared to deal with noise complaints, but your pleasure was way more important right now. to the both of you.

“nicho, i’m close, im close!” you squeaked out as your thighs trembled on either side of his body, his nails digging into your skin. he was close too, his cock overstimulated with how much he had already came before.

“cum for me,” he groaned, snapping his hips roughly into you, slower but harder. you let out a loud broken cry as you came, your body shaking from the overwhelming feeling. nicholas was close behind you, his hips snapping hard and still as he filled up your cunt with his cum.

“good girl, good girl..” he whispered, leaning down to kiss your neck, breathless along with you. he stayed inside your cunt, giving you time to come down from the high, his fingers now soothing your hips. his lips kissing softly all around your skin, whispering soft nothings to you.

“‘m good now, fuck..” you breathed out, a small giggle leaving your lips as nicholas gave you his dumb cheeky smile. and just like that, he was your silly annoying boyfriend again.

“let’s stay like this for a while.” he said in a soft loving tone, all seriousness in his voice but all you could do was scoff. he was—mind you—still deep inside your cunt, and he wanted to stay like that? while his cum was dripping out from the sides?

“baby, thats nasty.” you whined, already feeling the stickiness from it all, but nicholas grumbled and pulled you closer to cuddle, a gasp leaving your mouth as his cock moved in you with it.

“you’re nasty, though.” he fought back, a grin across his lips as he held your hand and he said something you couldnt even deny. in the most sincere tone, he said—“you’re my nasty girl.”

“i said i don’t care. you’re a man, you can do what you want.”

so you did care.

“so.. so— ok.”

“because, why would i be mad?”

“well, she was all over me, but whatever?” nicholas leant his body up against the larger counter of the sink.

you glared at him. “what, so, you want me to be mad?”

“no.” nicholas shrugged.

“fine.” you replied matter-of-factly, “i care then!”

“don’t be like that.”

“look, i care. i’m mad now.”

“y/n.” nico sighed, crossing his arms. “don’t be like that. if you don’t care, that’s fine. now i don’t either.”

you scoffed at him. “god, you’re a brat.”

“how am i a fucking brat, i’m just doing what you’re doing. do you think you’re a brat?”

“no.”

“then neither am i.”

“you’re just acting bratty, nicholas. and now you’re mad.”

nicholas let out an exasperated sigh. “no, i’m not mad.”

“you are.”

“you want me to be?”

your mouth dropped open slightly. “shut up.”

“what?”

“no, shut up, seriously. you’re annoying me.”

nicholas huffed out a breath of air. “i didn’t even do anything.”

“you’re being annoying, just shut up. get out of my bathroom and go play your game or some shit.”

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“do you care now? hm, you care now?”

nicholas’ left hand was splayed out at the centre of your back while he used his right hand to bring your ass back into his hips.

“nicky..” you cried out as his dick slid in and out of you again and again.

“yeah, you care when i’m balls deep inside you. ‘cause i’m the only thing that’s on your mind when you’re like this. your heads empty when you’re full of me.”

“f-fuck off…” you whined out. he couldn’t have picked a worse time to revive your little argument from earlier. you thought fucking would relieve the tension, not make you relive it.

“you care that a girl was touching my arm and.. talking to me like that.” nicholas’ grip on your hip tightened, pulling you closer to him. “you don’t wanna tell me but you’re possessive, i know you are.”

“i’m really not.” you sighed. “you think too highly of yourself.”

“y/n…”

“god, what do you want, nicholas.”

nicholas’ voice seemed a slightly higher octave than it was just a second ago. “just tell me okay?”

“tell you what?”

“j-just tell me— fuck, tell me something… tell me you’re mad at me, tell me you hated seeing it.” nicholas let out a pathetic moan, watching your ass bounce back on him. “tell me you’re jealous…”

“get over yourself.” you barely managed to get the statement out before your walls started to twitch around him.

“i- hmh. i know, i know how you feel. just need to hear it. you care who touches your man, don’t you?“

“fuck, yes, ok? i fucking care!” you fisted the bedsheets around you for stability as your orgasm washed over you. nicholas began to whimper above you, thrusting into you shallow as his followed suit.

“mmh, fuck. i fucking knew it.”

nicholas leant over and pressed a kiss to your shoulder blade before slowly pulling out of you.

“you’re such a freak.” you reached around in the dimly lit room to find his discarded hoodie on the floor and pulled it over your head. looking over at nicholas’ heaving chest next to you on the bed, you rolled your eyes and he just smiled lazily.

“you like that about me. you told me.”

“whatever.” you pulled the blanket over the two of you and dropped your head onto his naked chest.

“so you did care? when that girl was touching my arm and stuff.”

“i mean i— yeah, why wouldn’t i. but why’d you have to fight with me like that? if you knew?”

“my love language is words of affirmation.” he shrugged from beneath you, “i like to be sure.”

“you like to get on my fuckin nerves.”

“ah, that too.”