#brat!nace

[saucyjothoughts]

What would reader do with a bratty Nace??👀 Praise him and pet his hair until he’s behaving himself again😇 or punish him to make him learn his lesson😈

Dearest Anonyboo, I'm so sorry this one has been sat in my ask box for so long! I've been waiting for inspiration and oh boy did Nace being an annoying little shit in the recent Jance interview deliver.

(nsfw under the cut)

You have to be up early and don't have time for your usual morning cuddles. It isn't a problem at first but your self control has always been better than his and the cracks begin to show in his resolve soon enough.

He's desperate for your attention, getting up in your personal space, trying to get a rise out of you, but this little game is the most fun when you refuse to give him what he needs. Despite the sparkling in your chest when he's being so clingy and ridiculous, you remain stoic, never flinching, arms crossed. He's got that glimmer in his eyes he only gets when he's thinking with his dick, but you're out in public and he knows you can't indulge him, you can't put him in his place here. He's running his mouth, being loud, touching your hair and your neck without permission while all you can do is tighten your lips and keep your cool. He knows exactly what your stern countenance and narrowed eyes mean; you just wait until we're alone. You'll pay for this.

When you finally get home, he's playing innocent.

"What have I ever done?" he teases you. "I've been on my best behaviour all day, wouldn't you say so?"

Everyone thinks he's so innocent, so angelic and wholesome. Only you know the truth, only you know how naughty he is, how far he's overstepped the mark today. Only you can see his half-hard cock pressing against his clothes. And now, finally alone, you can put him in his place.

He tries to kiss you and finally you can give him the slap his cheek deserves.

"I would not say so," you scold him. "I would say you've been misbehaving all day."

He could overpower you if he really wanted to but he doesn't, not even when you're rough with him, shoving him onto the bed and gripping your nails into his wrists to remind him to keep his hands to himself.

"I'd go so far as to say you've been very bad."

He earns another slap when he tries to grab your ass with his free hand while you're securing the other one to the bedpost.

Yes, you are. But he doesn't yet know quite how mean you can be.

"No!" He's feigning pain, claiming injustice, wriggling underneath you while you pin him down with your body, straddling him so that his clothed cock pushed painfully up against your groin. "You're being mean!"

His other hand secured to the bed post, he kicks out at you as you undress him, peeling his trousers down first so that you can see the outline of that fat cock you love pressing against his boxers. Then his shirt, slowly unbuttoning to show off his chest instead of tearing it off him like you know he wishes you would. He's flexing for you but you ignore it. You won't be teased, won't be manipulated.

"I've done nothing wrong," he claims as you slip your fingers beneath the band of his underwear and wrestle them down over his fighting hips.

"Shut up or I'll shut you up," you tell him, his cock slapping back against his belly. It looks delicious but you won't give him the satisfaction.

"You wouldn't dare."

He's wrong. You rise to his challenge, wringing his dirty boxers into a twist and stuffing as much of them into his mouth as you can fit. He's gagging on the sensation, his eyes watering, groaning muffled pleas into the fabric, thick with his musk and already wet with his drool.

You climb off the bed and take a step back to admire your work. He's looking at you with big pleading eyes, ready for his punishment, ready for you to use him. Even like this, his eyes are looking over your body disrespectfully. His cock twitches, jumping for your attention.

"Who’s gonna sit on that thing now, after you've been such a nuisance? No manners at all."

His expression drops, his body stilling. You're not playing into his game.

"Now I can finally get some peace. You’re going to think about how you've behaved today until I come back and decide whether you’re good enough for me to ride.”

He's whining pathetically into his underwear, rock hard and leaking, when you leave the room and shut the door behind you.

[blossom-boo]

Coming at ya again with more Nace stuff.

I realize he’s probably sleeping but he looks so 😑💅👑 cunty here? (In the most positive way). But that’s a spoiled brat Nace look if I’ve ever seen one!!

Maybe he got denied dick the night before and he has to show his dom how pouty and bratty he can be about it. He hasn’t sucked a cock or been fucked for two days straight and he’s clearly not very happy and feeling like such a poor abandoned boy😔

I wonder what his dom will have to do to make it up to their sad and usually goodest boy Nace..? He’ll get everything he’s craved, I bet. And some more. Since he needs to be shown in no uncertain terms that he’s not in charge here😈 He can be a pouty brat all he wants though, since it’s cute.

the nace gets paddled agenda lives on!!!

he'll definitely get pushed right back into his place real fast. he doesn't choose when he gets what. he just takes what his dom gives him. tsk tsk. surely a punishment would do him some good? (a funishment too because i mean come on. you know he wants it and you can't deny him).

(then he gets what he wanted because he's been so sweet while getting punished and he apologized and okay maybe he is spoiled but come one who wouldn't spoil him)

[hologram-puppet]

yea so what if i just...

[mrsebastianmoran]

A victorian era!Jance moodboard kinda inspired by their latest IG stories...

In this AU Jan is a count. He's got everything — the money, the title, the respect of other nobles, the power, of course. He lives in a huge posh mansion and seems to be a rich spoiled brat but he actually is very quiet, kind-hearted and creative. He writes poems and music and he is very good at playing piano. He'd never say that out loud but his greatest dream is to find someone who'll understand him and see more than his wealth and power. Jan wishes for freedom and love, not for gold and authority.

Then Jan meets Nace who works in a small bakery in the local market. Nace is the sweetest person Jan has ever met and this cute baker remembers which bread and bun filling Jan enjoys more than others. They talk a lot, Jan even invites Nace to his place and plays the music he's written. They exchange letters which are getting deeper and deeper every time and both understand that their feelings are intensifying.

P. S. They definitely run away one day and open a bakery far far away where nobody knows them and they can be happy together and make a lot of new friends ✨

[hazzybat]

Hello! I just saw that little snippet you wrote of Nace seeing Bojan and Jan on the dance floor and I loved it! I love that you sometimes write extra little bits of this fic, I love the fic and love seeing more content of the world! I was wondering if you'd like to and it's not too much trouble could I also request a small ficlet/snippet?

I really enjoyed the detail about Jure watching Kris and Bojan, and was also intrigued that you nearly wrote Jure watching Bojan and Jan! I'd love to read a scene of Jure watching Bokris (or BoJan if you prefer) from Jures POV!

Thank you <3

of course you can request ficlets! i love doing them!

have this little thing of BoKris fucking with Jure watching!

i realised just now rereading your ask i didn't really do it from Jure's POV but more kris's so i hope that's okay. whoops. sorry. i didn't read that bit till after i wrote it.

“Kriiiiisssssss” Bojan whined as he flopped dramatically over Kris’s legs.

“What?” Kris asked tiredly, running his hands through the demon’s hair almost instinctively. Bojan had been a menace all day, hitting Jure’s drums when he wasn’t meant to(he was never meant to), poking and prodding at Nace and Jan and fucking with their pedals. He’d draped himself over Kris dramatically, stuck his tongue out in lewd gestures and took every opportunity to make an innuendo or horny joke. He’d even eaten an ice cream he’d somehow found in the back of the freezer in the most seductive way possible, with obscene moans accompanying every lick. It was the middle of winter.

“I want a feed,” he grinned up at Kris cheekily. Of course he did.

“Can you wait until we get home?” Kris hissed out lowly. If he was home then he could maybe tie the little brat up and teach him a lesson about being annoying.

“I don’t wanna wait till we get home,” Bojan practically purred as he rose to kiss Kris who instinctively melted into the touch. He hated how good the demon’s kisses were and how easily Kris gave into them. Bitch.

“Kris go fuck him in Jure’s bed, I don’t want to deal with any more of Bojan’s antics. Maybe it’ll work off some of his energy before I start strangling him,” Nace called out from where he and Jan had been playing around with his bass, trying out a new bass line together and wondering how best Jan could accompany him.

“Yes please, daddy,” Bojan giggled as Nace rolled his eyes at the comment.

“I don’t remember giving permission to use my bedroom for fucking,” Jure said from behind his drum kit.

“it that not why we built it? That and napping?” Jan deadpanned. Jure flipped him off.

“Can we use your bedroom for fucking?” Bojan asked, now straddling Kris’s lap, the vampire idly stroking his back and trying to ignore the little hip thrusts Bojan kept doing.

“Only if I get to watch,” Jure said, his tone not quite conveying if he was joking or not. Evidently Bojan took that as an invitation as he leapt off Kris’s lap and pulled him down the halls, Jan’s low chuckle following behind them.

“Did I say I would help feed you darling?” Kris asked as Bojan flung open the door and began attacking Kris’s neck, making it harder for him to think. He once again cursed the fact Bojan was so damn sexy. He just had to kiss his neck and palm his crotch a bit and Kris was aroused and wanting him.

“Please? I really, really wanna fuck you. I swear I’ll be such a good boy after,” Bojan hissed out, his voice now lower and thick with need. Who was Kris to say no to such a sexy offer? Especially if it mean Bojan would stop being so damn annoying.

He drew Bojan’s lips to his own, kissing hungrily as his hands found their way under Bojan’s shirt, quickly removing it from his body. He dove in and began suckling at Bojan’s nipple making sure to leave soft bite marks in the skin as payback for his antics. The beautiful noises he received were a wonderful reward and Kris hummed happily.

“you’re so fucking annoying you know,” Kris mumbled almost to himself as he kissed back up to Bojan’s neck, licking at the sensitive skin behind his ear.

“I fully agree,” Jure commented from the shelf he was sitting on. Kris and Bojan both jumped at the remark and turned to face the ghost. He’d settled himself on a high shelf that only housed a few leftover books none of them would ever read. He waved.

“Are you actually gonna watch us?” Kris asked, a blush creeping over his face.

“That was my one condition,” Jure said smugly, “also you gotta make the bed again afterwards,”

There was a pause as Bojan and Kris looked at each other. Bojan flashed a smile, evidently wanting to put on a show for the ghost and looking to Kris for approval. The vampire considered it. He really wasn’t turned off by the idea. If anything Jure watching them was... kinda hot. He buried his face in Bojan’s neck and began kissing again, showing his approval with the arrangement.

Bojan moaned and quickly got to work removing Kris’s own clothes, discarding his overshirt and pulling his turtleneck over his head (Jure whooped encouragingly). It took very little time for Kris to be laying back on the bed, Bojan over him and his hand working over Kris’s still clothed cock. He hadn’t quite taken off his boxers yet. He was already panting and moaning however, Bojan’s tongue tracing over his collarbones and his body so wonderfully close.

Kris looked over Bojan’s shoulder and up to where Jure was still watching. The ghost’s eye were half lidded and he was touching himself through his jeans, palming and his bulge. His mouth was parted slightly and Kris could see his breath coming in ragged pants.

“Hey Muca” Kris called out, his own voice already heavy with lust “I wanna see you touch yourself properly,”

he was pretty sure he saw a blush colour Jure’s cheeks as he unzipped his pants and pulled down his boxers. Bojan growled in approval at the request, lifting his head to watch as Jure took out his dick and began to stroke himself. A pulse of need flowed to Kris’s cock at the sight and he eagerly pulled Bojan close, sharing a heated kiss with him, desperate and wanting.

Jure let out shaky breaths, his hand stroking his cock eagerly as he watched Bojan ravage Kris, fucking him hard and fast, as Kris moaned and pleaded below him. He came soon after Bojan spilled into the vampire, Kris following close behind the other two.

“How was the show?” Bojan panted out, looking at at Jure, who was floating down to meet the two, now naked and relaxed on the bed.

“Very good. Very talented actors, would watch again” Jure grinned as he pressed a ghostly kiss to each of their cheeks. “Remember to fix the bed before you leave,” he said before zipping up his trousers and floating through the wall.

[saucyjothoughts]

saucy darling🙏

that public sex post is making me think of jance (what coincidence) and how it went in that mysterious supply closet.

And how Jan "forgot" to lock the door because really he wouldn't mind getting caught with Nace's dick down his throat and Nace's big hands in his sweaty hair and Nace's harsh moans filling the small cramped space, and really it has jan's own cock twitching in his pants at the idea that someone could randomly walk in and see him getting facefucked...

And maybe he comes in his pants as he chokes on Nace's cock when he hears laughter outside from a passing conversation, and good thing his noises are muffled cos otherwise he'd whine so loud, and his nails dig into nace's hips and Nace knows *exactly* what drove Jan to the edge, so he groans "oh, you little slut" as he comes down Jan's throat.

And nace swears he's never going to do this again when Jure opens the door as he's zipping up, and Jan is flushed and still breathless and still has a goddamn trail of cum on his cheek, and Nace is torn between humiliation and pride.

And jure just looks between them, grins, and gestures to his own face. "Missed a spot" he says to jan, and then closes the door again.

Jan wipes his cheek but Nace grabs his wrist and takes jan's fingers into his own mouth, sucking his cum from them, and Jan's eyes are impossibly dark.

Nace lets Jan's fingers slip from his mouth. "That was too close."

"Same time after the next show?" Jan asks coyly.

"Will you lock the fucking door next time?" He doesn't sound as fierce as he wants to.

"Maybe," jan says, and fucking winks, and leaves Nace in the closet already half-hard again.

Damn, that was hot as fuck! Don't we just love Jan the brat?

[saucyjothoughts]

your friendly neighborhood "hung nace agenda" enthusiast 🙏here, asking all the important questions. such as, do you think martin still checks in on his boys every now and then, just to make sure they're all taken care of? I'm sure he's heard nothing but good things from them about nace and doesn't have any worries. but maybe when he's in town he gets to see how nace "performs", just to make sure...

what a wonderful idea! of course Nace took up the mantle of looking after the Jokers. Someone had to keep them all in line.

(NSFW under the cut)

Bojan is always a little performer, playing up his sensuality to an audience, touching himself, thrusting his hips, letting his tongue out to pant like a dog as he sings his heart out. He’s so very aware of the eyes always on him.

However the best way to make Bojan forget he’s being watched is to have his mind consumed by pleasure, all thoughts of performing squirting out of his ears faster that the precum dripping out of his dick as Nace fucks him.

“I see I had nothing to worry about,” Martin muses from the chair, stroking his cock absentmindedly as he watches Nace take care of their little singer. Bojan whimpers loudly as Nace pushes harder, deeper, growling against his neck.

“You trained him to take dick like a slut, I should be thanking you,” Nace laughs as Bojan clenches and tightens around him, proving Nace’s point by moaning high and loud, a moan to rival even the best pornstars. He’s cock drunk and happy, clenching around Nace’s dick with every movement he makes. He hasn’t cum yet but it doesn’t matter, there’s already Martin’s load from earlier rising up and running down Bojan’s thighs when Nace pulls out of him.

“Does Nace take good care of you Bojan?” Martin purrs from his chair, his cock long and hard in his hand.

He gets a slurred “uh-huh” in response, Bojan grinning happily as Nace kisses down his spine.

“Good. Now be a good boy and go get Jan, I want to see if it’s true that Nace managed to tame the little hipster brat.”

[saucyjothoughts]

Asking for part 2 of the Martin making sure every band member is taken good care of misli

Let's see how Nace handles the hipster brat shall we?

(Nsfw below the cut)

Jan didn't mean to be a pain. Okay that was a total lie. He did mean to be a pain. He loved getting under a dominant's skin, watching their jaw tighten and their words become icy as they scolded him, but really he loved being pinned down afterwards, his mouth held open so he didn't bite down as he was face fucked and he loved seeing the glit in his dominant's eye when he finally submitted to them.

Maybe he shouldn't have pushed it though, maybe it wasn't his best idea to fight so hard when Nace held him down considering his current dominant and his previous dominant were both in the room and eager to tame him.

He growled when Nace held his jaw open and Martin shoved the spider gag in his mouth, forcing it wide open to be used freely. The straps were handcrafted leather and pulled tight around his head. Fucking Hipster.

The cuffs attaching his wrists to his ankles felt unnecessary to him but he wasn't in much position to complain, not with Martin's cock in his mouth and Nace's fingers in his ass, opening him up to be properly played with.

"You just had to try and make me look like I couldn't handle you, didn't you? How dare you try to embarrass me in front of Martin you little brat," Nace hissed, his fingers stretching Jan wider and maybe a bit rougher than usual. Jan let out a mocking sound that earned him a slap on his cheek from Martin and a pinch on his ass from Nace.

"He's always worse with an audience. But I'm impressed at how quickly you got the cuffs on him," Martin swore as he moved his hips, his balls slapping against Jan's chin and one hand pulling on his hair roughly

Nace slid into Jan harshly, his dick so much bigger that his fingers causing Jan to whine and moan around Martin. He tried to struggle, to push back or pull away even he wasn't sure but the restraints did their job, allowing his dominants to pin down his hips and hold his head still with ease.

It was only when he stopped thrashing that they became softer, gentler and Nace's grip loosened. Jan gave up, looking up through his eyelashes at Martin and relaxing his body for Nace. They won. He submitted.

"You ready to take his ass now?" Nace asked as he pulled out, giving a quick slap to Jan's cheek. Martin hummed in agreement and they swapped places, Nace being gracious enough to remove the gag before pushing past Jan's lips, Jan now submissive and pliant and the risk of biting gone.

"Fuck you really stretched him out for me with that big dick of yours," Martin moaned as he pushed in, already setting a brutal pace and pushing Jan's mouth further down on Nace's thick cock.

Jan was in heaven. He loved the punishment but loved being used even more. He knew Martin's body, knew his sounds so intimately that it was no surprise to him when he came, gripping Jan's hips and filling him up with his seed. Jan groaned in frustration when he pulled out, his cock twitching in arousal. He was so close, just a few more pumps and he could have cum himself.

"Are you our fucktoy Jan? A little slut for your daddies cocks?" Nace teased, pushing Jan's hips down so his sensitive dick ground against the mattress, knowing just how to get their sub off. "You're such a whore and you take us so well. Once we break you of course,"

Jan moaned as he came, staining the sheets and his belly, the cum now pouring out of his ass running down his balls and joined the mess between his legs.

He looked up at Nace and the fat dick still in front of him. He nuzzled at it, opening his mouth and sticking his tongue out. He wanted it, no, he needed it. Needed to be filled with cum in both ends.

Nace obliged, shoving his cock down Jan's throat and pumping one, two, three, before squirting his hot load straight down his gullet.

The restraints were removed and soon Jan was cuddled up between them, his head on Nace's broad chest and Martin kissing his neck and shoulders.

"You did so well darling. Nace is taking good care of you I see," Martin told him, his arms around Jan's waist.

"Mmmmph," Jan responded eloquently as Nace kissed the top of his head and stroked his hair. He did have to agree, Nace was very good at taking care of all of them on his own but Jan wouldn't say no to doing this again next time Martin was in town.

[blossom-boo]

Hi 🌼boo! How would all of the boys react to their doms shamelessly looking up their skirts/dresses?

hi boo!! what a wonderful question you ask. nsfw underr

kris :

* depends on his mood. if he's wearing a long, modest skirt or dress than he will pretend to be bashful. he will gasp and squeal and blush all pretty, but truly it's being ogled that gets him going like nothing else in the world

* if he's wearing a slutty little number, he will try to tease his dom about it - fails miserably, instantly gets put in his place (which is a win anyway)

* in either case, ends up begging to be fucked in said dress / skirt and tries his best not to ruin it, but fails (which is, again, kind of a win anyway - he knows his dom will buy him all the pretty clothes he wants; the sight of him is hard to resist).

nace :

* is actually bashful. no matter how much his dom tries to get it through to him that he is the single most attractive person they've ever seen, it's just in his nature to be so bashful and shy

* but that's what makes it fun, how shy he gets. it makes it so easy to overwhelm him until he's almost crying or he's red all over

* shy and oversensitive as he is, he's still a good boy to a T, and he will help his dom get off however they want - probably humping his thigh so they can leave a claiming stain over his skirt

bojan :

* instantly interested, and extremely proud. that's why he does it, right? so his dom has something pretty to look at that. and look they do.

* will find ways to get himself in such positions that his dom gets an easy eyeful of everything under his skirt, be it lace or silk or nothing at all

* lets his dom manhandle him in whichever position they want to get them off, the pride in his chest is so good he doesn't even feel like bratting

jan :

* he's much more docile and needy when he's wearing feminine clothes than usual, so he won't do his normal bit for when he notices his dom ogling him - which would be to tease them until he gets punished

* opens his legs and finds a position that lets his dom easily see and touch all they want, while he gasps and grips sheets or chairs or ledges in his hands

* will beg to cum after their dom is done, but to be honest, wether or not you let him, you still have a fun night ahead. he'll beg and writhe and be so good if you don't, and he'll be clingy and affectionate after if you do. both extremely beautiful states to see him in

jure :

* keeps accidentally teasing his dom because he genuinely didn't notice they were looking up his skirt

* feels a little bit bad after realizing, and does everything in his power to let his dom see how sorry he is. he didn't mean to misbehave, he swears, he's justvnot used to wearing skirts, keeps trying to move and do things he'd do with pants on as normal

* if his dom chooses to punish him anyway, he takes it like a champ, only cries a little bit, and apologizes profusely. if his dom chooses not to punish him, he shows his gratitude by pleasing his dom as much as he can, and being extra good for a few days after, just to hammer it in