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[gotwcird]

there's something there to nico's smile, growing wide and even brighter when she complies, that makes it so easy for her to follow his orders. how her obedience, her eagerness, can pull something so dazzling to his face, something that should belong on his features yet he rarely shares. nothing compares to it. it's almost as comforting as his words when star fingers herself, determined and gone, all the same, coming undone and yet not close to done. at least according to him. because he's licking praises into her waiting mouth, and she chases after his lips belatedly, half gone already. whimpers because she can feel him hard against her thigh. "nico, nico-" his name falls past her lips like a song, like a tether to something solid. the sound of his name turns into a moan that starts deep in her chest — because byeol feels nico's fingers push two of her digits away to replace them for his. 'i didn't stay stop yet.' and suddenly the waning stimulation kickstarts with a sputter, her thighs shaking.

"i- i can't-" she cries, feels the ache in her arm, present yet blurry compared to the overstimulated pleasure of their fingers together. inside her together. two of hers, two of his, stretching her wider than before, filling her up impossibly. something finally more akin to his cock. "nico, please-" it's too much. too much, and yet she doesn't stop. doesn't want to. her free hand grasps at his arm, nails digging into the firm muscle of him, uses the motion of the frantic thrusts of her hips to help her along, even if they pull away every few seconds. "stop- stop. i can't." but she doesn't push away. doesn't stop her own ministrations. keeps going despite herself. despite her broken words and crackling voice, despite the tears returning, blurring the beautiful picture of her boyfriend above her. star doesn't stop. because he hasn't told her to yet. she can barely move her hand anymore, but it doesn't matter. his fingers, the motion of them, help push them in with his, helping her press into that tender, swollen part of her. in comparison, nico's fingers reach further in, presses deeper into her. byeol can hear herself, the vulgar wet sounds of her own pussy, the loud, unending string of moans. she's being pushed to the brink, and yet still asking, weeping for more. waiting patiently for his cock.

her head's gone. somewhere far beyond the sheets she's on, somewhere only her and nico exist. distantly, the word comes to mind. vermouth. an inkling of it that gnaws at her; coming from the aching of her arm, the overstimulation at her core. she's feeling so much. too much. so much pleasure that it errs on painful, biting into the edges of it that it rings high and dry in her ears. but it's nothing in comparison to the profuse delight she feels being good for him. listening to every command, doing whatever he says. "sir- sir, it's too much." the title comes out naturally, revealing itself finally. it's something buried deep, that raw bit in her chest helping unearth it into the daze of her head, pushing the title out — bleeding a new, almost reverence into how she defers to him and his every word. ( a filthy indication to how much she looks to him, how much she trusts him. ) "nico, sir-"

star's orgasm comes without warning this time. fast, dirty, frazzled, feral. a broken sound rips out of her throat, accompanied by a hot spray of her cum, pooling crudely between their two hands. her own hand goes limp between them, letting him help her ride out this pleasure, unable to do much else anymore while it hits her. it's an obscene sight, probably. her squirting all over them both, cum gushing out to soak the sheets under them, to the insides of her thighs, onto nico and his underwear too. her eyes are half rolled back, half closed, body shaking beneath him, fingernails scratching at the hard planes of his stomach . . . and yet, after all that, after the pushing and pulling and coming apart, star would still take more of nico. wants more- no, needs more, in fact. aches for his cock, even if she can barely fight through the blur. doesn't feel complete without it, like he's built a dependence in her on it.

( he's ruined her, and she revels in the wreckage. )

he hears the stutter in her tone , isn't surprised by the way she goes red and seems almost like she wants to refuse . his eyes watch her carefully , scanning her features , her bright eyes , flushed cheeks , dainty nose and hair that's slightly mussed up but not nearly enough ( not yet ) . her fingers pause in their movements and nico gently brushes his nose against her , silently telling her to keep going . HE DIDN'T TELL HER TO STOP . he likes watching her do this for him . he wants to learn every single way she does it . he doesn't think he'd ever get tired of seeing her messy , filled with his cum and coming undone . NEVER . finally , when she says the words , it's with an bashfull-ness that makes nico's smile turn slightly bigger , even brighter . " good job , baby . " he murmurs the words out , as dear and solid and real as ever . there's something within him that pulsates at the unsureness within star . everytime she looks at him , flustered , eyelashes fanned out , mouth ajar . . . it makes him feel like he might go crazy . it makes him want to cover her mouth with his and lift her off her feet . she's seen so much yet not that much at all . when it comes to sex , he likes seeing what she knows , what she doesn't . how eagerly she'll try anything . how she'll have her own ideas and thoughts . NICO WANTS EVERY PART OF HER SO BADLY , he isn't sure where she begins and he ends anymore . he's always liked sex , but he's never felt this insatiable and desperate and hungry before . " you're incredible . " he repeats , before leaning back again . his hand falls from her knee to apply some pressure on his hardening cock . he can feel himself stirring up for her again , half-mast and wanting more . she always makes him get like this . he feels like he's in his 20s all over again , with impossibly high stamina and a determination to keep going .

when nico looks at her dainty fingers disappearing inside of her , squelching and wet , he wonders how the hell she manages him . his fingers are at least double the size of hers . he doesn't want to brag , but his cock is definitely bigger . and she takes it all . yet here she is , fingers and knuckles inside of herself and she's whimpering as if she's never taken more . THIS INNOCENCE . the unwavering trust . he drinks it down . " you use only two ? " he repeats , other hand on her thigh , thumb gently rubbing circles on her , every temptation within him trying not to knock her fingers away so he can go to work on her . " but you'd let me . . . " his mind shutters off , goes blissfully blank . four . or all of them . nico's breath exhales within him in a giant whoosh , uncontrolled , filling the room outside of his whimpers and ministrations . when he reopens his eyes , he knows his gaze is hungry , devouring her spread open wide for him , legs kicked out , cum dripping out of her , looking so filthy and beautiful all at once . " — so you've never tried three fingers on yourself before ? " it seems INCORRECT , but he loves that star saved this for him . let him get her this way . let HIM do things to her that she wouldn't even do to herself . and she does . . . she sinks in another finger , squirming , whimpering , but the fourth finger slides in and nico's teeth wear into his bottom lip , watching carefully as she does . the four fingers look snug . her opening looks filled , and he can't understand it . can't understand HER , although he wants to . " you're close , huh ? i can tell . i can see it . " he whispers it out , soothing and encouraged , wanting nothing more then for his own fingers to take place , to fill the gap she's left , to touch what's left untouched . he presses a few more kisses on her knees , using his head to keep her legs apart , as her hips jut up . " you're so good at following instructions , baby . " nico's voice is warm , impressed . his hand glides closer . closer . the temptation is too much . his eyes lift to hers , just as his thumb glides over her clit . not enough to add any pressure , but to provide the sensation , the fuzz , the VIBRATION and static of his thumb touching her . he moves it quickly , trying to keep himself as restrained as he can because this is her time and he's trying so hard to not be greedy with it .

his cock aches now , fully hard and expectant . hungry to fill her again , cum inside her again . he feels himself tremble as she rolls her eyes back , his thumb resuming encouraging circles on the inside of her thigh , pretending it's where he really wants his fingers to be . his other hand tightens on her knee , and he reminds himself to loosen up , not scar or bruise her with his grip . " star . . . " words leave him , breathless , as he watches the orgasm take over her entirely . her body pulsates . she seems to almost not be herself at all as she fucks herself onto her fingers , twisting , groaning , messy , voice strained as she shakes , back arching off the bed . HOLY FUCK . his eyes are wide , drinking her in , hands twitching to touch her , but instead continuing to graze her legs , gently hold her through the orgasm as it pulsates through her . her words are nonsensical . he doesn't care . as her body shakes with the aftershocks of it , nico climbs up the bed immediately and finds her mouth . he seals it over with his own , breathing hot and heavy , cock brushing up against her as he does . " you looked so fucking good . " he licks it into her mouth , his hand finally going between her legs and gently knocks two of her fingers out . they feel slippery and hot , trembling , but nico can't think straight . instead, he plunges two of his own fingers deep inside of her , right alongside her other two fingers . " i didn't stay stop yet . " he whispers, guttural and strained . his hips press against her body , cock taut and harder than before , desperate for friction . " help me get you to the second one , baby . "