#and gaz i feel is very switchy with soap; its too playful for them to ever work out a proper dynamic

[s0fter-sin]

the thing about niksoap that draws me in so much is nik is such a different personality to ghost, price and gaz. he’s effortlessly dominant but he’s also soft in a way that they aren’t; not soft as in gentle, soft as in allowing

nik is slow, inevitable; he’s like an iceberg, enduring everything in his wake and just waiting for it to submit. bc he knows it always will. there is no stopping him, not bc he’s strict or rough but bc he will outlast you

soap is energetic, impatient for his pleasure; he will brat and push and spit until his partner breaks and he gets his way. until he proves that he’s too much for them (too much for anyone, a lost cause, but if he makes them quit him at least he’ll save himself the pain. right?) it’s what makes him such a difficult sub; doms don’t want to fight to earn their place when it’s supposed to be theirs by right

but nik? he just takes it; everything soap does and says rolls straight off his back. he doesn’t even punish him, doesn’t spank him or put him in chastity or end their scene altogether like other doms have; just gives him that smile that somehow triggers every one of soap’s danger senses. nik is a sponge, taking everything soap throws at him until he’s bare; no more fronting, no more deflection. finally ready to submit

bc nik? nik has endurance. he has never ending patience bc he knows once he truly gets started, soap won’t be able to complain about not getting his. he lasts longer than any toy battery, any motor in any machine; he fucks soap right through his insults, through the biting and scratching, keeping the same even and deep pace

he fucks him through his first orgasm, his second, until he’s babbling through his third; desperately trying to lift his wet and aching cock away from the sodden sheets, the overstimulation too much, but nik’s weight pins him down, forcing him to take it without ever raising a hand

and nik doesn’t speed up, doesn’t break stride no matter how much soap squeezes and throbs around him until he’s open mouthed drooling into the sheets, eyes rolled back into his skull, cock spent between his legs; any thought of snarky insults long gone from his mind

nik’s orgasm hits with the weight of a train; always has, rolling over him long and hard as he grinds deep inside soap’s gaping hole with a low grunt and a satisfied sigh. he kisses behind soap’s ear, softening inside him and tips them over to rest on their sides; one hand cupped around soap’s throat, thumb brushing over his still-racing pulse as he holds him, waiting for him to complete the slow crawl up from the depths of pleasure