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Makeshift - Nick x female reader Bridge - Nick x female reader Oranges - Nick x Anna (OFC) x Jolly

"You're Such A Needy Girl" - Nick x female reader

I've Got My Love to Keep You Warm Nick x OC (Bailey)

Fuck Me Up, Folio - Nick x Noah Just A Trip - A Bridge One Shot -- Nick x Jolly

[poppy-in-the-woods]

My Ride or Die

Plot: Noah is your husband. Five years ago, he killed a man that was attacking you. The judge ruled that, since he shot him several times after he already had been stabbed by you, it was no longer self-defense. He got twenty years, and that was two and a half years ago. Today it’s his birthday, and you prepared something special for the conjugal visit.

Pairing: Noah x Female Reader

Word Count: 2904

Rating: Mature/Explicit

Tags: smut, oral sex (female and male receiving), rough sex, love bites, strong language, convict!Noah, mentions of violence.

Author's note: This is, as usual, unbeataed. I also wrote it directly in English to practice, and it has only been proofread by DeepL (I follow the rule that if the translation is grammatically correct, then everything is probably right). Let me know how I did, and hope you enjoy.

@artificialbreezy

It was Noah’s birthday, and, like the last two, he was locked away. He didn’t regret it one bit; what he did, he did it for you, the love of his life. It was odd that you didn’t visit him the previous week, since you’ve been pretty consistent with your weekly visits, but he knew you would never miss it if not for a good reason.

“Davis!” one of the prison guards called him.

Noah was watching TV with his friends, Nick, Folio and Jolly.

“What?” he asked, turning around to look at the man.

“Conjugal visit,” the guard said.

He got up, his friends wolf-whistling and patting his back.

“Lucky bastard!” said Jolly.

Noah followed the guard to the designated space, through several corridors and doors.

“Have fun with that pretty little thing of yours,” the guard said, with a gross tone.

Noah ignored him and entered the room. The door closed behind him with a loud clank, and the lock clicked in place. You got up the bed and ran to him, hugging him.

“Sorry I missed the last week, I got an unexpected change of schedule at work,” you said. He said nothing, but hold you in his arms, pushing you flush against his chest. “I should have called you, but I didn’t want to spoil the surprise, and you know I can’t keep a secret from you.”

“You prepared a birthday surprise for me?” he asked, smiling, pulling away just enough to look at your face. You nodded, smiling back at him. “Let’s see it, then.”

“Sit down and close your eyes,” you instructed him. “And don’t open them until I say you can.”

“But I like to watch you undress!” he complained, pouting.

“You're gonna have to go without it this time,” you replied.

“Okay,” he sighed, defeated, and sat on the bed, closing his eyes.

You undressed, putting your clothes on the chair that was in a corner. The whole room was pretty austere, just the bed, one nightstand and the chair, no rugs and no decoration. A door led to a small bathroom. You stood before him, resisting the urge to hug yourself.

“You can look now,” you instructed him.

The lingerie set you were wearing, in fiery red, was the most lace-y and risqué you owned, with lots of pieces and transparent panels. It also showed you new tattoo, his name, right between your breasts.

“Baby,” he panted, almost drooling at the sight.

“Do you like it?” you asked, turning around slowly so he could appreciate all of it.

“I fucking love it!” he said. You straddled his thighs. “I can’t wait to take it off, though.”

You chuckled, kissing him, grinding your hips against his crotch while his hands roamed your body to finally settle on your hips. He squeezed your barely clothed ass, pushing you against him; his cock was fully hard now.

He began undressing with your help, and let you push him down on the mattress once he was fully naked; pushing the fabric of the panties aside, you rubbed your pussy against his erection, coating him in your juices. He bit his lip, suppressing a moan.

“You feel so good, baby” he said. “I can’t wait to be inside you.”

 You kissed him, smiling, and got up to retrieve a condom from the nightstand. During your first conjugal visit, Noah had joked that you were fucking on tax-payer’s money, and you couldn’t help but remember every time.

He got up, resting on his elbows, to watch you roll the condom over his dick. Without wasting any time, you sat on his lap again, guiding him to your entrance, sinking slowly until he was fully inside. You both moaned at the same time.

“Have I told you this is the best pussy I’ve ever had?” he said.

“Just once or twice every time we fuck,” you laughed.

“Well, that way you won’t forget,” he said, gripping your hips with such force it might leave some bruises. You started moving, moaning into his ear. He kissed your neck. “I spend every day we’re apart daydreaming of us, fucking each other’s brains out.”

“Oh, yeah? Where?”

“Huh?”

“Where are we in those scenarios of yours?” you clarified.

“Oh. Well, it varies… our home, the woods, the beach… this prison,” he admitted. “I imagine it’s empty and we fuck in every room and office that there is.”

“You do?”

“I once almost got in trouble because of it,” he laughed.

“You gotta tell me that… after we’ve finished this round,” you said.

“Agreed,” he said.

You picked up your pace, riding him like he was a wild stallion you wanted to tame, and it was not an exaggeration, because while he let you be on top, he refused to be a passive part, and moved his hips in time with yours, all while praising you and exploring your body with his hands and mouth.

“Fuck, baby, I’m gonna cum!” he said after more or less ten minutes, giving your butt another squeeze.

“Cum for me,” you encouraged him, gently tugging at the roots of his hair.

“But you haven’t…”

“It doesn’t matter,” you interrupted him. “It’s your birthday, you get to cum first, and I’m not gonna stop until your balls are empty. Be a good boy and give it to me!”

Noah came, loudly moaning your name. You kissed him, your hips stopping gradually. He laid back on the bed, breathing shallowly.

“Good God!” he exclaimed, pushing his hair out of his face. He turned his face to you. “How can you manage to fuck like that and still look so innocent right after?”

“It’s a gift,” you joked, lying beside him. “Tell me about that story you mentioned before, please.”

“Okay. So the other day, there was this guy, a newbie, that decided to pick on me at lunch. He kept trying to bust my balls (and not in a fun way), so I pushed him. He tried to punch me, but failed, and I punched him, you know, to show him who’s boss. That afternoon, the warden calls me into his office,” he began, resting on his side to look at you more comfortably. “He tells me ‘Davis, you gotta watch out that attitude or I will be obligated to put you in isolation, and you won’t be seeing your wife for a month.’”

“What a prick,” you commented.

“Right? The thing is, the moment he mentioned you, all I could think of was us, fucking on his desk,” Noah laughed. “I could picture you so vividly, butt-naked over his paperwork, legs curled around my hips, hands on my shoulders, head thrown back and mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure… I got a hard-on. Can you imagine?” he asked, you laughed. Yes, you could imagine it.

» I was so hard and he was still berating me, ‘Davis this’ and ‘Davis that’, and ‘watch out, lest some more years are added to your sentence!’. And then he realized I was not listening. He looked at me, really looked at me, you know? And I was totally spaced out, cock fully hard and gripping my own knees so hard my knuckles went white, trying to contain the urge to touch myself. Because in my mind, I had already made you come three times, and now you were riding me, just like you did now, your glorious tits bouncing on my face, and I swear I could have come with that thought alone. He had to ruin it, though, snapping me back to reality.

“What did he say?”

“He screamed my name, full volume. ‘Snap out of it, son, she’s not here and she won’t be for a long time if you don’t control yourself! I could send your sorry ass to isolation for this alone!’” Noah told you, doing his best impression of the warden. “So I apologized to him and he dismissed me. I went back to my cell, still half hard, and jerked off.”

“That’s kinda funny” you admitted.

“I missed you so much…!” he sighed, resting his forehead against yours. “I miss you every day, the touch of your skin, the sound of your laugh, and your smell… wish I could bottle it so I could get drunk on it!”

“I miss you too, my love. I hate that you have to be here, but I’m grateful that I can still see you,” you said, kissing him briefly, “and that we can still have these moments.”

“I hate that I am in here too, but I would do it again if I had to. Killing for you is always worthy,” he said, resting on his back again.

You moved to rest your head on his shoulder, hugging him and putting a leg between his. He had saved you and ended up there for you, the least you could do was support him through his sentence.

“You’re the best husband I could wish for!” you said, caressing his tattooed chest. “Think you’re ready for round two?”

“Fuck yeah I am!”

“Help me take this off,” you asked, touching the lace.

“Sure, baby!” he said, his nimble fingers working the clasps.

After a minute, you were as naked as he was. Looking at him, you knelt on the floor. He looked back at you a bit confused.

“I made you a promise before: until your balls are empty, and I fully intend to keep that promise,” you reminded him.

“Okay, but you still haven’t come,” he pointed out.

“I can touch myself while sucking you, if you want,” you suggested.

“Or you can sit on my face and we give oral to each other at the same time,” he countered.

“You’re sure about that?”

“Damn sure! C’mon, baby, you have a seat waiting for you here,” he encouraged you, laying down again.

“Okay, as you wish, it’s your birthday.”

“You’re damn right it is!”

Noah always had a talented tongue and he loved eating you out. It was kind of hard to concentrate on sucking him off while he was working his magic with your pussy, though. Then he added two fingers to the mix, massaging your G-spot the way he knew you liked it, and it was impossible to concentrate.

“Noah, my love, I can’t think if you keep doing that,” you warned him.

“Don’t worry, just ride my face and then you can kneel on the floor and finish sucking me,” he said.

“O-okay,” you panted in response. “But let me turn around.”

You changed positions so you could make eye contact with him. His free hand flew to one of your boobs, massaging it. You put our hand over his and arched your back, moaning. You had toys back at home, and you always thought of him while you masturbated, but nothing compared to the real deal. The orgasm shook you with such force it made you see white and tears rolled down your cheeks. You collapsed on the bed beside him.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” he asked cupping your face with a worried expression, wiping away the tears with his thumbs.

“I don’t want to go home,” you said. “I want to stay with you, in here, forever.”

“I don’t want this to end either, but we’re having a good time, aren’t we?”

“The greatest time, that’s precisely why I don’t want it to end,” you said, pouting. “I’m gonna hug you so tight the guard will have to take me to the cell with you. I can sleep in your bed, I don’t mind,” you half-joked.

“I think Nick would mind if we don’t let him sleep,” he laughed. “And you know I can’t resist you when you’re so close.”

It was true. Luckily, you had a similar sex drive to him. You kissed him, desperately, blindly, and he kissed you back with equal fervor. For a couple of minutes, you lied there, closely embracing, trying to devour each other, all teeth and tongue and ragged breath, until you couldn’t take it. His lips moved to your neck while you took a gulp of air. His cock was still hard, heavy against your leg.

“How do you want me to take care of this?” you asked, caressing it.

“Let me fuck you hard,” he said.

For him, hard meant fast and rough, leaving bite marks all over your body, and it usually left you feeling a bit tender downstairs for a couple of days, the slight discomfort a sweet reminder of how much he loved you.

“Okay, let’s do it,” you agreed.

He began by marking your body, biting and sucking everywhere, claiming you as his.

“Fucking love this,” he said, pausing for a moment and gently brushing the tip of his nose to the black letters over your sternum.

“Glad you do,” you replied, fingers running through his hair.

“Pass me a condom, baby,” he asked.

You did, watching him fumble a bit with the foil package before he rolled it over his erection, mentally bracing for what was about to come. It wasn’t that you didn’t like it that way, but you still needed to prepare. He squirted one of the single-dose packages of lube over the rubber to make it easier on you.

Maybe your mother was right and you had a masochistic vein, you thought while he fucked you hard in several positions and you touched yourself.

“Harder!” you demanded.

“I don’t think you can take it harder, baby,” he said, panting.

“Please,” you begged.

“Okay, since you ask so nicely…” he said.

He pushed your face against the mattress, hand fisting the roots of your hair, your ass in the air, and he penetrated you again, making you whimper.

“You okay, baby?” he asked.

“Yes!”

“Good. I love you, so, so much!” he exclaimed, pounding into you.

“I love you too!”

You were feeling the orgasm so close it was nearly within reach.

“Almost there, baby!” he warned you.

“Cum for me,” you commanded.

You reached your orgasm more or less at the same time as him, your walls contracting around him, and he screamed your name while he emptied his load in the condom. He collapsed on the bed beside you, panting. For a moment or two while you recovered, none of you moved or said anything. After that, you turned to look at him and hugged him.

“You almost rip my dick off,” he joked, smoothing your hair.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, you milked me dry.”

“I told you, I made you a promise,” you smiled.

“My balls are empty,” he laughed.

“Good, because I’m pretty sure I won’t be able to have sex for two weeks, and then my period is due,” you informed him.

“Normal visits, then,” he said. “Can you bring me a pastrami sandwich from the deli I like?” he requested.

“Sure!”

“You’re so good to me!” he sighed, kissing the top of your head.

“You’re certainly lucky that my libido is as high as yours and I like the same sex stuff you do,” you laughed.

“Yeah, I am lucky. But next time we’ll focus on you, okay?”

“Yeah, sure, you still have one more birthday wish, if that’s how you want to spend it, fine by me,” you said, kissing his clavicle. “I love when you give me lots of orgasms until I can’t take it anymore.”

“I certainly love doing that,” he chuckled, “and you’ve been such a good girl you deserve it.”

Not long after, you had to go. After one last kiss, the guard took Noah deep inside the prison while you left. His friends were still hanging out in the tv room.

“How’s the missus?” asked Folio.

“She’s okay. Her boss is still an asshole, but it’s no big deal,” he said, sitting on the chair.

“Saw her crossing the street. She was almost limping,” Jolly commented.

“We had a heated birthday lovemaking session,” Noah explained, with a smug expression.

“I bet, I thought I could hear her screaming your name a couple of times,” Nick laughed.

“Last week she got my name tattooed between her tits,” he told them. “I can’t wait ‘til it’s healed so I can lick it while we fuck.”

“Damn, that’s hot!” Folio sighed. “Wish I had a missus like yours.”

“We all wish we had a wife like Noah’s,” Jolly laughed.

Later that night, when Noah and Nick were alone in the cell, Nick dared to bring out a subject they usually didn’t talk about. He was the only one who knew Noah and you from before the prison, and the three of you had gone on a bender quite some times.

“You think if we tell the warden about that one wild night in Miami, he’ll let me go in with you the next conjugal visit?” he half joked.

“No way. Besides, that was years ago and we were drunk.”

“I know. Still, it was the best head.”

“She does give pretty killer blowjobs,” Noah admitted, smiling. Maybe you could give him one next time before he dedicated himself to you.

“Take care of her, man, or some free guy will snatch her up!”

“That could never happen. She’s my ride or die and I’m hers.”

While they were talking, you were writing a letter.

Dear Noah,

It’s only been a few hours since we last saw each other, but I already miss you...

[collapsedglasshouses]

FIC RECOMMENDATIONS

Hello! I've decided to update my recommendation list and give it a bit more structure, this is why I'm making a new list and try to keep it updated as often as possible. (The old list will still be available don’t worry)

To my fellow fanfic creators, I can't even put into words how much I appreciate you all. You're all so good at what you are doing. Thank you for sharing your masterpieces with us! ♡

Please read the content warnings for each piece of fiction! Most of them are NSFW so MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

LAST UPDATED JUNE 2 2024

BAD OMENS:

Noah Sebastian x OC/Reader:

✫ JUST PRETEND by @thefallennightmare & @thescarlettvvitch

✫ ENTOMBED by @thescarlettvvitch

✫ MERCY by @thefallennightmare

✫ I TOOK YOUR KEYS, IT WAS ME by @badnoahmens

✫ SWEEP ME OF MY FEET by @badnoahmens

✫ PULLED FROM THE GREY by @crimson-calligraphyx

✫ SWEETENED BREATH, TONGUE SO MEAN by @rottingfern

✫ SCREAM by @foliosriot

✫ THE ROTTEN AND UGLY by @foliosriot

✫ THE INEVITABILITY OF LOVE AT SECOND SIGHT by @veronicaphoenix

✫ TO HOLD YOU, TO HEAL YOU by @veronicaphoenix

✫ DISCIPLINE by @sorrowsofsilence

✫ TOGETHER by @darksigns-exe

Nicholas Ruffilo x OC/Reader:

✫ SAFETY NET by @measuredingold

✫ DISGUISED IN YOUR SHEETS by @deathblacksmoke

✫ DELICATE BEGINNING RUSH by @concreteburialplot

✫ JUST CRASH (IT'S OUR TIME NOW) by @sitkowski

✫ TOGETHER by @deathblacksmoke

Joakim "Jolly" Karlsson x OC/Reader:

✫ LITTLE ONE by @cowpokeomens

✫ ABSOLUTION by @cowpokeomens

✫ SCAR by @ladyveronikawrites

✫ LIKE BRANCHES IN A FLOOD by @the-way-of-words

✫ TOGETHER by @circle-with-me

Nick Folio x OC/Reader:

✫ CLUTCH by @kingdomof-omens

✫ LIMONCELLO by @sinkingteethinwhitenoise

✫ HARDER by @sorrowsofsilence

✫ THE CRAZIER I CAME by @deathblacksmoke

✫ TOGETHER by @malice-ov-mercy

Matt Dierkes x OC/Reader:

✫ FOR YOU? NEVER by @thefallennightmare

✫ JUST FOR TONIGHT by @withcrossesandframes

✫ MATT DIERKES FRIENDS TO LOVER REQUEST by @thcfountain [Matt Dierkes x ace afab!Reader]

✫ MATT DIERKES SMUT by @artificialbreezy

Other Pairings:

✫ LOST IN THE CONCRETE JUNGLE by @ladyveronikawrites

✫ CALL ME WHEN YOU GET THE CHANCE [Noah Sebastian x Nick Ruffilo x fem!Reader] by @deathblacksmoke

✫ DOMINATE THE GAME [Coach Davis!Noah Sebastian x female reader x Coach Cerulli!Chris Motionless] by @ladyveronikawrites & @nerdraging4point0

Love Triangle:

✫ VIRALITY [Nicholas Ruffilo x fem!OC & Noah Sebastian x fem!OC] by @concreteburialplot

MOTIONLESS IN WHITE:

Vinny Mauro x OC/Reader:

✫ SURPRISE by @ravieisunhinged

✫ BABY IT'S COLD OUTSIDE by @beaker1636

✫ SWEET BOY by @circle-with-me

Ricky Olson x OC/Reader:

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Chris Motionless x OC/Reader:

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Other Pairings:

✫ EVERY ROSE HAS ITS THRONS by @cookiesupplier [Ricky Olson x OFC x Chris Motionless]

dividers by @saradika-graphics

[ciginatree]

Sick- Nick Folio x female!reader

Content warnings: angst and fluff

Word Count: 652

Summary: Nick comforts his partner after another disappointing phone call from the doctors about her chronic pain

Author's Note: Yes this was completely self indulgent. Just a short little one shot I wanted to write before writing more requests.

This story is a complete work of fiction portraying the likeness of a real person or persons in a fictional situation.

Your quiet cries muffle into your hand, phone discarded next to you on the floor. You eye the dirty t-shirt hanging off the edge of the hamper before balling it up and chucking it against the wall as hard as you can with a frustrated shriek. You sink back to the carpet with your back against the bed frame, tears falling down your face. 

The door opens silently as Nick creeps into the room carefully. “Sweetheart?” he calls, cautiously concerned. He sees your crying and quickly moves to your side, kneeling in front of you. “Darling, what’s wrong?”

Stuttered breaths precede your watery words. “I got the lab results back.”

His heart beats faster, mind racing with worried possibilities. God, please don’t let it be too bad, he thinks. “And?”

“They’re normal,” you say bitterly, sniffing and exhaling quickly. Nick looks at you, confused. 

“Isn’t that a good thing?” he asks innocently.

“No-” you drag your hands across your face in frustration- “no, I’m still having symptoms. But with no fucking results I can’t get treated, and now I have to go to another specialist and-” you cut off with a sob, crumpling into Nick’s waiting arms. He rocks you back and forth, petting your hair as devastated sobs wrack your body. He shushes you sweetly, holding you up and against him.

“It’s okay, sweetheart, I’m here,” he whispers into your hair. Tears soak his shirt as you lay limp against his chest, arms dangling in his lap.

“I’m just so sick of this,” you mumble into his chest. Your eyes are puffy and tired; throat and heart sore. “I’m in pain all the fucking time-” you let out an exhausted breath between chapped lips now wet from salty tears. You can feel the phlegm buildup in your throat and you cough wetly to clear your airway. “Make it go away, Nick, please.” You take a high shaky inhale to prevent another flood of tears.

“I’ll do my best, darling.” He kisses your head before picking you up bridal style to set you on the bed. He helps you change your clothes, unclasping your bra and slipping one of his Harley t-shirts over your head. The material is soft, comforting; it smells and feels like him. You lay down against the pillow to ease your pounding head; you just want to sleep now. 

Nick exits the room and crosses the hall to the bathroom. He rummages in the closet and through the cupboards before he locates what he’s looking for. He strides down to the kitchen and fills a cup with water, boiling it in the microwave and waiting anxiously. The finishing beep echoes loudly in the kitchen as he removes the cup and pours the scalding liquid into the fabric lined heat pack.  

He re-enters the room and lays next to you, wrapping an arm underneath you to pull you to him. “Lay on my chest,” he whispers.

You do as he says, resting your head in the crook of his neck as you lay your body on top of him. You can hear his gentle heartbeat against your ear and can feel the slow ebb and flow of his breathing. He places the warm pack in the small of your back before pulling the blankets over you both. You close your tired eyes, as his warm hands start to massage your body. He starts with your hips, working the heel of his palms into the sore muscles and joints. It soothes you, and he makes his way up your spine; fingertips pressing into your aching back, shoulders, and neck. The calloused warmth of his hands and the pack lull you, temporarily healing your hurt. You don’t care if it’s temporary, it feels better and that’s enough for right now. 

“Go to sleep, sweetheart, I’ll be here when you wake up,” his words breach your foggy mind moments before you succumb to sleep.

Tags: @tashka @abiomens @exitwoundsx

Dividers by: @saradika-graphics and @cyberangel-graphics

[xmads-omensx]

ANON:

Happy Birthday and Masked Monday! I wanted to ask for a Folio thot or whatever you feel like doing since i know he also wears a mask every once in awhile and i was thinking maybe he catches you touching yourself when you didn't realize he was home and where it goes from there?

Touch

Pairing: Nick Folio X Reader

Content Warnings: smut, female masturbation, mentions of suspected cheating (proven false)

Tags: @alwaysfightforwhoyouare

Thank you for the request anon! And thanks for the birthday wishes!

(We will ignore the fact that I did accidentally post this before it was finished and had to delete the post lmao)

Folio who comes home from tour much earlier than planned.

Folio who hears your soft moans coming from your shared bedroom upstairs, and instantly thinks the worst.

Folio who races up the stairs, ready to confront the guy who he assumed you had invited over.

Folio who gets a better surprise than he had bargained for when he enters the bedroom and is greeted with you sprawled out on your shared bed touching yourself.

Folio who suddenly freezes, unsure of what to do with himself as he watches you touch yourself, completely unaware that he is in the room.

Folio who grows hard as he watches.

You who gets the fright of your life when you open your eyes and see your boyfriend stood in the doorway with a completely dazed look on his face.

Folio who rapidly tries to cover up his crotch with his hands and apologises profusely.

You who simply smirk at him and beckon him over to the bed to join you.

Folio who practically runs over to you in acceptance of your invitation.

Folio who realises that he loves coming home from tour early.

[arkiliastuff]

Blue Lagoon Pool

One shot | Joakim "Jolly" Karlsson x Fem! Reader

Warnings/ Tags : Fluff, Friends to Lovers type of thing, Smut, Wet Jolly and wet Reader (lmao not just because of the pool), female masturbation receiving, p in v (birth control but still wrap it up) - MDNI please

A/N : After months being stuck on this one shot I have finally finished it !! This is a little something to wait for the others fics updates that are coming. I like how the smut went 👌 even if it's still something I struggle with, but improving on it. Yeah recently, I'm giving to the Jolly girlies more content about the Swedish guitarist 👀 Hope you'll enjoy ! :D

~ The little bean taglist : @valiantroeagleangel @talialovesmiw

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It was a hot summer afternoon. The heat had been unbearable during the whole day and you were melting in your apartment, hardly surviving thanks to your fan and by drinking some water. You haven't planned anything. You had no more brain cells. You were so tired you wouldn’t be surprised to turn into a vegetable. Yet, when your phone started to buzz several times, you felt a bit more alive. You saw a lot of messages coming from the group chat “Bud Omens” where your friends were chatting often. It seemed they were planning a pool party tonight, at Matt, Noah and Jolly’s place. As they were asking who will be available tonight, you quickly responded, taking this opportunity to go out and socialize with your closest friends,escaping this heatwave.

You : Count me in, boys ! Jolly : That’s my girl. See you there, tonight ;)

You blushed at Jolly’s response, not expecting him to reply first and to be so frank and flirty  in front of everyone in the group chat. Even though the others weren’t paying too much attention to it, moving on swiftly to who was coming with who, who was bringing snacks and drinks etc… However you knew way too well that the crush you had on Jolly wasn’t a secret to anyone. And his flirty teasing was just proving to you how the feelings were mutual. All the signals were telling you to take this opportunity and  confess your feelings to him, but you were scared that might change your friendship. Well would it ? You were purposely taking your time with him, enjoying his company and teasing each other most of the time when you hang out. So, there was nothing you should be afraid to break off at this point. It wouldn’t change much. Maybe it could bring the two of you closer ? You’ll just have to figure it out tonight.

And again, if there was a pool party, this time it could mean only one thing : getting to wear your sexiest bikini. You smirked at yourself, having ideas on your outfit. Yeah, this time you were going to make him lose his mind for sure.

The evening came pretty fast, the heat cooling down so you could finally breathe normally again and not suffocate. You were finishing to get ready, just taking a bag with a towel and new clothes to change. You barely finished applying your waterproofed makeup, just in case, just to feel more confident and hot, before you heard your doorbell ringing. You opened the door and found Nicholas, waiting on your door frame. His car was parked temporarily on the sidewalk, with Folio inside. Earlier in the afternoon, you talked with Nick when he asked on the groupchat who needed a ride as he was picking up the drummer along the way anyway. You replied quickly, feeling reassured to have a driver like him for the night. You greeted the bassist with a smile, and he smiled back.

“Hey, Y/N” He waved at you, “Wow, look at you ! Looking so good. Someone’s gonna steal some hearts tonight” He teased.

You chuckled, satisfied already by your outfit, hairstyle and makeup.

“Thank you, Nick” You giggled, “But I’m only interested in one person’s heart tonight.”

He laughed quietly, again.

“Yeah, I wonder who it could be ? Maybe our Swedish guitarist ?”

“You know too much already” You replied with an amused tone, pushing him carefully with your elbow.

Then you both walked to his car where Folio was still waiting. When he looked up in your direction, you waved at him. He gave you a little thumbs up as he saw how pretty you looked with your hair braided and your nice red summer dress.You thanked him as well, wondering how Jolly would react. The ride didn’t last too long as you three had a little chat in the car. Your little group arrived at the place, music already coming out from the house. Nick parked in the court, in front of the garage before getting out. Bryan and Jesse were the first ones to greet you all.

“Hey Y/N  ! It’s so good to see you again, kiddo ! It’s been a while !” Jesse said to you, playfully, after giving you a small hug.

“It’s been ages, indeed, old man. How have you been ? I hope you weren’t too tired during the tours.” You teased back.

Those nicknames were the roots of your friendship with the lead-guitarist of Erra. There were no bad intentions behind it. Jesse grinned, appreciating your sense of humor as always. You chatted a bit more with him before greeting Bryan.

“Come on, guys ! Get in the pool already before Noah and Jolly start peeing in it !” Matt yelled sarcastically at you five while you were patting Bryan’s back in a hug.

You dropped your stuff inside the house, getting off your dress in the bathroom.With your towel in one hand, you headed to the pool, at the back of the house. You saw the rest of the boys in the water, having fun together. You waved with your free hand at them. After putting your towel on an available deckchair, you searched for Jolly. You noticed him, sitting on the side of the pool, laughing at a joke Folio made. You felt your heart melt at the sight. The way his lips were curled up in a smile, his beard followed the curve and the way his long wet dark hair were cascading on his shoulders. Absolutely stunning.

He must have felt you were staring intensely at him because his look rose up to your direction. You saw how his expression slightly changed as he realized you were wearing your burgundy bikini. You gave him a small smile, while tucking a strand behind your ear, before sitting next to him.

“Hey.” You spoke softly.

“Hi, yourself.” Jolly replied, still a grin on his face.

He moved close to you, bouncing affectionately his shoulder against yours.

“Who gave you the right to be this beautiful, tonight ?” He whispered to your ear.

You smirked at him, teasing him by getting your face dangerously close to his.

“Well, you should ask my parents. They’re the ones who gave birth to me.” You jested.

Jolly chuckled softly to your joke, his gaze leaving briefly your face, as his cheeks were getting flushed. You took this opportunity to play with him by pushing him into the pool. You caught him off guard, as he slipped into the water directly. You were expecting some resistance from him, not to slip so easily like that. It seems he was really on the edge of the pool. You let out a surprised laugh, as the other boys stared at you, puffing in shock.

Yet, when Jolly came to the surface, you immediately stop laughing and breathing. His hair, soaking wet, was falling on his chest with a few strands hiding his tattoos. He looked like a northern god, coming out of the water. You were completely captivated by the sight, your gaze attracted to his inked upper body. You bite your lower lip to restrain a gasp that was about to slip out.

While you were lost in your obvious contemplation, you didn’t notice how close Jolly was getting to you

“So, enjoying the view ?” He said with a proud grin mixed with a mischievous look.

“J-just looking at the tattoos, you know.” You terribly lied, looking away to hide your reddening face.

That didn’t convince him at all. In fact it did the opposite. He kept grinning at you, sliding his hands to your thighs, going surely to your hips. His sudden touch made you startle, not ready for what was coming. He finally managed to grab you by the waist, making you squeak in surprise as he put you in the water with him. You froze in place realizing how cold the water was compared to the temperature outside.

“So, how does it feel, now ?” He smirked.

You glanced at him, peaking his teasing in his tone. Shortly after, you were used to the cold water now, you felt your playful mood coming back. You weren’t done.

“Well, obviously wet.” You replied, getting close to him.

You belted him with your arms around his waist and tried to lift him and throw him in the water. But he was way heavier and taller than you, so your attempt was a bit pathetic. You barely lift him up. You whined in desperation while him, on the other hand, kept grinning at you.

“What’s wrong ? Struggling to lift me up ?” He teased.

“Ugh !” You grunted, still not succeeding “Guys ?! I need back up !” You yelled at the boys who were the nearest to you.

Of course, Bryan and Jesse came to the rescue, followed by Folio and Noah, while the others were peacefully watching the show. The four of them managed to get Jolly under the water. You laughed with them all, also making sure they were not drowning him completely. He appeared a few meters far from the sudden group, making bubbles as he was getting a bit irritated.

“Ganging y’all up against me ? That isn’t quite fair” He pouted.

“Sorry, Jolly” You apologized, feeling guilty, as you swam close to him “Didn’t think four of them will show up like this”

The Swedish pulled you close to him, his grin back again, making you flushed.

“I admit your attempt to drown me was cute. But I will forgive you and those assholes if we beat them in a chicken fight.”

As he spoke those words, Folio looked at Jolly, sparkles in his dark eyes, getting more excited.

“Oh ??! Are we doing it for real ?!”

“Chicken fight !!!!” Bryan yelled proudly, followed by Noah.

“Alright, I’m so hyped. Let’s decide the teams !” Jesse started getting serious, “Bryan and Folio together, Noah with me. And finally, the two love birds in the corner, Jolly and Y/N, you’re teaming up. Is that fine with everyone ?”

“Gosh, this isn’t fair at all ! Noah and you are getting a huge advantage by your height, old man” You pointed to Jesse, pretending to not be affected by his remark about you and Jolly.

Jesse just shrugged at you, giving you a mischievous smile.

“You’ll thank me later, kiddo.” He teased before deciding with Noah who was going on whose shoulders.

Flustered, you mumbled into the water, making bubbles before Jolly swam next to you.

“So stuck with me again ?” He spoke warmly.

“I guess so. But I don’t mind” You replied “Did you plan all of this, though ?”

“Not at all” He shrugged “ I just offered to play the game. To have some fun, y’know ?”

“Right… “ You rolled your eyes, not really convinced. “Come on, we have to win this so I can repay the debt I owe you.” You mentioned.

Jolly smiled and nodded at you as an approval. After you quickly talked about your strategy, he kneeled a little in the water so you could climb easily on his back, before getting on his shoulders. Once you were settled, he straightened up. You hold his head, making sure you wouldn’t fall. Jolly held your tights firmly to stabilize you more. His grip was getting a bit harder on them which made your legs twitch. He probably felt it but he pretended to not notice anything.

And so, the chicken fight began. You saw team Folio-Bryan attacking Noah-Jesse. Both you and Jolly went to them and you took  this opportunity to push with all of your strength Noah. The latter one, being pushed by Folio and you, eventually fell from Jesse’s shoulders. First opponent down. Then, you struggled by pushing Folio on your own. You tried tickling him, everything you could to win. Yet, it didn’t really work. Besides, he was way stronger than you so your chances to win against him were very thin. Few seconds against him and he considerably pushed you off Jolly’s shoulders, making you dive into the water.

“Yeah ! We won, Bryan !” Folio said proudly “That was a tough fight, Y/N ! “

“ ‘Did my best there.” You said, as you resurfaced, trying to keep it cool.

While Jesse and Noah were coming back for a second round, having their revenge on Bryan and Folio, Jolly went to your side, going for a handshake.

“Well done, Y/N ! At least you managed to push Noah off. And I think I got my revenge from earlier when Folio pushed you in the water. No hard feelings.” He grinned.

“That didn’t sound like a compliment at the end, but thanks, I guess.” You jested back, handshaking him as well.

“Do you want to go inside and drink something ? He offered “ I think I’m done playing with them for now.”

“Yeah, same. I cannot say no to a break.”

You two got off the pool and went inside the house, drying yourself with your towel you picked along the way. Jolly was already at the bar counter picking up a bottle of red wine and two glasses.

“I assumed you wanted wine but you can tell if you want something else. We have plenty of drinks here.”

“Don’t bother. Red wine is fine for me.” You replied, joining him.

“Wise decision. Besides, the color matches your swimsuit. Cheers.”

You cheered back at him, both of your glasses clinking on one and another.

“So, you’ve noticed.” You smirked while taking a sip of wine.

“How I couldn’t ?”

“Maybe if you were blind, you couldn’t see it.” You joked, looking straight into his dark brown eyes.

You leaned on the counter, resting your elbows on it and drinking your wine. His glance never leaving yours, briefly looking down to notice a beauty spot on your cleavage, before looking up. He was completely drawn to you. Seems like your strategy was working better than expected.

“Mister Karlsson, what were you looking at, just now ?”

He took a second sip of his glass, still looking at your face.

“Only your beautiful eyes. I was getting lost in them.” He replied

“Hmm, right. Nice catch up here” You hummed “And did they take you somewhere nice ?”

He leaned on you, so close to your face, his body towering over yours, as he gently rested his arm on your shoulders.

“A very nice place, with just you and me. Maybe just upstairs”

“So you finally decided to show me a good time ?” You went closer to him, stroking his torso with your fingertips.

“Well, you wanna find out ?”

You giggled nervously at his flirty words. Then, you softly brushed your fingers against his cheeks, before gently caressing his beard.

“Oh, Joakim, you have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for you to say this.” You breathe, slowly closing the distance between your faces.

He smiled when you spoke his name, placing his huge hands around your face, cupping it.

You felt his lips against yours, planting the sweetest kiss you ever had. You sensed every part of your body relaxing, especially the knot you had in your stomach for months delaying your feelings for Jolly. Butterflies were flying, flowers were finally blooming in your mind as this gesture was the answer you both have been waiting for.

While you were in your bubble with him, kissing each other so tenderly, you barely felt Jolly’s hands sliding slowly from your face, neck, waist… Until he stopped to your hips. His warm hands were resting on your exposed skin, his grasp grabbing more firmly the flesh of your thighs after each stroke he gave you. 

Feeling his touch, you couldn’t help but whimper against his lips. He grinned, already satisfied with your reaction before trailing kisses in the crook of your neck.

You gasped for some air, tilting your head on your left to leave him more access. It didn’t take him too long to find your sensitive spot, below your ear. You felt chills, tickling you. Your knees were already weak under his kisses and touch.

“Jolly..” You retained a moan, holding his forearms to stand still “I don’t think I’ll last long standing up like this…”

“You’re right. Sorry, darling. I got a bit carried away.” He murmured, kissing your forehead so kindly “We don’t want to give them a show now, don’t we ?”

You blushed in embarrassment as you could imagine the others probably staring at you two, from outside. But Jolly didn’t pay any attention to them, too much focus on you and your flushed face. He kissed you again on your lips, reassuring you, before he pulled away.

“Only I can hear you moan like you’re dying to do” He whispered, a sassy tone in his voice.

He didn’t let you reply to that remark as he grabbed your hand in his. You just followed him, climbing the stairs as well while biting your lower lip in nervousness.

Once both of you reached his bedroom door, he suddenly pinned you against it. He took your lips in his, kissing you more ravenously. You didn’t hesitate either, grabbing his neck, brushing his hair with your fingers. His mouth went to the crook of your neck again, peppering it with feverish kisses that made you sigh.

You felt his hands slide along your curves, before halting to your butt. Lifting you up wasn’t something too difficult for Jolly. You wrapped your arms around his neck, while your legs wrapped around his waist. He kicked his door to open it, entering with you still his embrace, before repeating the same gesture to close the door behind him.

“You’re driving me insane” He whispered between kisses.

“Jolly, I want you so badly.”

He made you lay down on his bed, his lips never leaving yours too long. His kisses were wet but hot at the same time. His long damped dark hair which was tickling your body, made you groan. He caressed your neck, also admiring the curvature of your breast. He leaned to kiss the whole length.

“So beautiful and just for me.”

He kissed so tenderly the mole that caught his eyes earlier

“Right there. Gorgeous, even.”

He barely did anything and yet his low voice filled desire, his warmed touch were driving you crazy. You were at his mercy. And you liked it that way.

“Jolly.. Don’t stop there.” You begged.

He obliged, smiling against your skin which made you shiver as you felt his beard brushing it. He went down as you implored him, leaving trails of his kisses. When he ghosted the spot where you needed him the most, kissing your thighs, you let out a whine. You didn’t know what else to do.

“Jolly–!”

“I know, sweetheart. I’m sorry. I will take care of you here soon. I just love being between your thighs” He confessed.

He finally took off your bikini panties before drawing circles around your fold. You just had the time to see his tattooed fingers going to play your clit and when you felt them, you arched your back from the mattress. But this is when you felt his tongue lapping on your clit you started to see stars. The sensation he gave you sent an electric wave in your whole body, making your thighs clenched around his head but not too much. Even though you had the feeling he wouldn’t mind being choked to death like this.

It didn’t take you too long to reach your first orgasm, as you came against his face. But that wasn’t enough. You wanted more. You switched the position, laying him down on the bed, getting rid of every piece of clothes you had left on you and him.

“Your turn.“ You cooed, slowly sitting on him.

“Is it okay like this ?”

“Don’t worry I’m on birth control.” You shushed him with a finger on his lips “Tonight, I wanna feel you, Joakim.”

“Whatever you want, darling.”

You rode him, his length inside of you. Your hips were moving on their own, as you drew circles on his pelvis, which made him more groan. The fire between you and him was sending your skins ablaze. You felt your mind go numb as you kept a slow pace at first then started to accelerate. You bend down to kiss him, licking his lips along the way, to feel his taste. Your hands were traveling on his torso to give you more support.

“Deeper, sweetheart.” Jolly whispered, breathless.

He must have felt you were detaching from the connection of your bodies because he grabbed your ass with his large inked hands to make you stay still on him. You indeed felt him deeper, the pace had been hastened now. You lost track of time as your only thought was him, underneath you. You reached your orgasm with Jolly, him spilling inside. 

You felt every inch of him in your bones. You both stayed in each other's arms, panting heavily, as you were coming back to your senses.

“You weren’t kidding about showing me a good time” You articulated, laughing.

“With you, I’m always serious” He chuckled back, kissing your temple “I love you, sweetheart.”

“I love you too.”

[4rtificialfolio]

“getting you off is my new favourite hobby” - Nick Folio x Reader Smut

Summary: When most people see Nick play the drums, he exudes a confident, sexy aurora; the way he plays is a mesmerising sight. But what most don’t know is he’s the total opposite off-stage. Every day of his work life, he’s in complete control, but when it comes to his personal life, he’s the complete opposite and needs someone else to take the reigns

Genre: Smut

Warnings: 18+, smut, dom reader, Female reader, sub Folio, edging, orgasm denial, P in v, unprotected sex (wrap it up kids), use of toys, light bondage

Nick has been under a lot of stress lately; he’s been non-stop touring, and it’s been taking a toll on him. Usually, you’d accompany him on tour, but due to work commitments, this was the first time you’d ever been apart for more than a day or two.

After two and a half long months, he’s finally home with you. He loves his job, his friends and touring worldwide, but nothing will ever beat being with you, being yours. When he’s home, he gets to let go of all control. He’d do anything for you; he worships the ground you walk on. No one but you knows what he’s like behind closed doors, and he likes to keep it that way.

Sometimes, he gets a little too confident when you’re not around to remind him who’s truly in charge. He can act as macho as he likes, but deep down, he knows you have him wrapped around your finger. On this occasion, his cockiness got the best of him. Two months is a long time to be away from you, and he was getting needy.

Too needy.

He was under strict instructions not to touch himself whilst he was away unless you permitted him. Until that day, he’d behaved himself; after all, behaving himself meant a reward when he got home. Testing him to see how far you could push him, you sent him pictures in his favourite lacy set of yours, and lord knows just the mire image of you can send him over the edge. As restrained as he’d been, those pictures were his tipping point.

He had to do something.

Nick had finally snapped and thought it would be a great idea to send you a picture of him stroking his throbbing, swollen cock in the shower. Rookie mistake.

Since then, you’ve been planning how to punish him. He’s so easy to control in bed; you can snap your fingers, and he’ll be on his knees instantly. Just recently, you both decided to purchase a new toy. You’d heard your friend talk about using a wand with her boyfriend, but until now, it had never really interested the two of you. Not until you thought about how you could use it on him.

The days leading up to him coming home had him fidgeting nonstop. Once he’d hit that send button, he knew he’d fucked up, and now he knows he’s about to face the consequences. You act as if everything’s normal when he walks through the door; after all, you’ve been apart so long that waiting an hour or so more can’t hurt. It’s not until after dinner he starts to become overly shifty, anticipating when you’ll bring up the subject of him disobeying you. You know exactly what you’re doing; you’ve been thinking about this since he stepped inside. It’s fun seeing him squirm and try to hide his nervousness—poor baby.

You’re in total control, and he doesn’t even realise it.

“So how was tour baby?” you say, sticking to the oblivious act.

“really good, the shows were amazing, but I missed you” he’s already starting to blush.

“Anything interesting happen? Any pictures to show me, maybe?” just the word ‘pictures’ makes the blood rush to his head; he knows what’s coming, and the look on his face right now is priceless.

“no, nothing that interesting, to be honest.” His breath hitches. He’s trying so hard to get out of this one, but he knows that’s never happening.

“I have some to show you, baby.” getting up from your seat at the table, you pull your phone out of your pocket. Deciding to give him another chance to bring up the subject himself, you walk over to his seat.

“but I think you already know what pictures I’m talking about, don’t you, baby boy?” If the world could swallow him whole right now, it would, but here he is, backed into his chair with no way out.

You have him in the palm of your hand.

“I'm sorry” is all he can mutter right now, but that’s not enough for you.

“you’re gonna have to do better than that, baby.” you have him exactly where you want him, ready to drop to his knees for you.

“I’m sorry for touching myself without permission.”

“upstairs, strip and sit on the edge of the bed. You better be ready for me when I come upstairs, baby.” You’ve never seen him move so fast in his life. There’s no doubt his trousers are already getting too tight.

Making your way upstairs, you stop to catch your breath for a second. God, he turns you on so much you’re already dripping, but he doesn’t need to know that yet. You’re met with the prettiest sight when you reach your bedroom. There he is, completely naked, waiting for you. Just you.

Without saying a word, you reach under your bed for your box of toys. His eyes widen when he realises what's coming. He thought he would get off lightly; you’d tie him to the bed, edge him for a little bit, make him finger you, and then eventually cum inside you, but he couldn’t be more wrong. Once he sees the cuffs and wand, he knows he’s in for a long night.

“sit on the chair, baby boy.” pulling out your dressing table chair, he does as he’s told with no hesitation.

“legs spread, arms back.” as he spreads his legs, you remove your shirt and jeans, revealing that lacy set he loves so much. He’s already hard, but god, the image of you standing before him already has him twitching and spilling a little pre cum on his stomach.

You cuff his hands together behind his back and ankles to either chair leg.

He’s entirely under your control now.

Before plugging in the wand, you gently trace your hands up his thighs and begin to rub his throbbing cock.

“mmmm, please, baby.” He’s already a whiney mess. If only people could see him now: a tatted, buff, full-grown man bound to a chair begging someone half his size to touch him. It's such a beautiful sight.

“nuh uh, you don’t get to ask for anything tonight; you do as I say. Understood?” oh, this is going to be so much fun.

“yes, baby”, so pathetic and pouty.

“good. Remind me again, what are the two rules?”

“don’t cum without permission, and I’m only allowed to cum inside of you” Secretly, he loves these rules; he adores being able to fuck you raw and watch his cum spill out of you.

“Do you remember your safe word?”

“Apple”

Grabbing the wand, you trace it up and down his thigh, causing a loud whimper to escape his mouth.

“you’re already so desperate, aren’t you?” He looks so pretty when he whines.

“fuck please touch me, baby.”

“beg all you like; I’ll touch you when I’m ready.” you flick the vibration up to the following setting, and his whimpers get louder.

Deciding you’ve worked on his thighs enough, you drag the wand to the base of his cock. He tilts his head back and lets out a high-pitched moan.

“Is this what you wanted, baby boy?”

“hmm, yes”

“yes, what?”

“yes, please” Dissatisfied with his lack of manor, you turn the wand up even higher and rub it over the tip of his cock, holding it there, making him buck his hips and moan louder and louder. He’s so pink and swollen already, and it’s such a pretty sight to see.

“my baby is so needy.” You kiss down his jaw to his neck, lingering and taking your sweet time until you leave a mark.

“fuck I’m going to cu-“Suddenly, you remove the wand from his tip, making him whimper out of desperation.

“you better fucking not. The only place you’re allowed to cum is inside of me, remember?”

“sorry baby, I promise I won’t cum. Please touch me.” You smirk at his desperate pleading.

holding the wand back on his painfully throbbing cock, you start to move it up and down, which makes him buck his hips

up again.

“You know, I think getting you off is my new favourite hobby.”

He can only think about you straddling him and making him cum inside you. He wants to cum so badly, but he still needs to prove he can behave.

“I’m gonna count to 20, and if you can go 20 seconds without moving your hips, you can cum inside me, understood?”

“yes, baby.” This is what feels like the longest countdown of his life. He’s trying so hard to stay still for you, poor baby.

“15” just 5 seconds to go, and he’ll finally get what he’s been waiting for.

“16, 17, 18”

“Please, baby, please.” he sounds so pathetic when he begs.

“19, 20.” you turn off the wand and grab his jaw to pull him in for a kiss.

“good job, baby, you did so well. Do you think you deserve to cum now?” making him beg a little more can’t hurt now, can it?

“hmm, yes, please, baby, please let me cum. I need you” If you weren’t so desperate to cum yourself, you would’ve edged him even longer, but you haven’t felt him inside you for two months; you need him just as much as he needs you.

Unlocking his handcuffs, you tell him to go and lay on the bed for you. Stripping yourself from your lingerie, you climb on the bed and give his cock a couple of strokes before sinking yourself on him. Just that alone was about to make him cum.

“Don't you dare cum until I tell you”

“yes, baby” god, he’s so fucking desperate, but he knows if he does, his subsequent punishment will be even worse. Two months was far too long; you swear you could cum right there and then.

Getting brave, he grabs your hips and thrusts up into you. Most of the time, you wouldn’t allow this, but after being apart for so long, you couldn’t care less right now if he tries to take over.

“This is how wet you’ve made me, baby”, you moan, grabbing his throat.

“all for me.” god, he loves that he can make you just as much of a mess as you make him.

“fuck Nick, I'm so fucking close” Realising what you’re saying, he rubs his thumb on your clit, edging you closer and closer.

“cum for me, baby”, you moan out before reaching your climax.

“oh fuck hmmm”, Nick finally cums inside you, thrusting up a few more times before you collapse on top of him.

“god, I fucking love you” he pulls you in for a heated kiss and rolls over on top of you.

“I love you so much.” pulling him back down for a kiss, you can’t help but feel him start to get hard again, but this time, he’s on top of you.

“not so confident now, are we?” he chuckles, seeing how quickly he’s flipped things around. He’s not in charge, not by any means, but you’re too tired to protest. You want to be close to him, and if that means letting him have his fun, there’s no harm just for tonight.

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masterlist

[ladyveronikawrites]

BRIDGE MASTERPOST

Pairing: listed on each part

Summary: Nick Folio walks into your bar for one thing, but it doesn't go exactly as planned.

CW: warnings presented at each part, read at your own discretion.

Word Count: ongoing

This is real-person fiction. Real people in fictitious situations. If this is not your thing, please find another story to read. Contains BSDM dominant/submissive lifestyle content. Minors please do not interact.

PART ONE

PART TWO Just A Trip - A One Shot PART THREE

*slight crossover in part two from the submissive reader from Impolite*

[vanishxcanvas]

First Time

Nick Folio x Reader

Oneshot / Imagine

Content Warning: 18+ only. Smut and fluff are included. Mentions of fingering, female receiving oral, unprotected p/v sex.

Background - You and Folio have been in a relationship for a while but you haven't gone too far yet. You haven't gone all the way before, and he's extra careful with you for your first time together.

You're at Nick's apartment, and you're laying your head in his lap. You're also watching a show with him, but he's also messing with your hair. Nick looks at you, and has an expression on his face like he wants to ask you something.

"So, I have a question." He asks.

"Ask away." You reply, looking back at him.

"Have you gone…all the way before?" He asks.

"No, I haven't." You mumble.

"Hey, don't be embarrassed." He says, placing his hand on your cheek.

"It's just other people my age have, and I haven't..but is there a reason why you asked?" You say.

"Well, we've been together for a while and I was just curious. If you let me, I'll be your first." He says.

You bite your lip. "I'm not opposed to that."

"Are you sure?" He asks.

"100% positive." You say, smiling at him.

"Well come up here then." He says, smirking at you.

"Gladly." You say, sitting up to straddle him.

You wrap your arms around him, and then he kisses you. You both start to make out, and then he grabs your hips, making you grind on him.

After a few minutes you both pull away.

"Wanna move to the bedroom, baby?" He asks.

"That would be a great idea, actually." You reply.

He holds you as he stands up, and you wrap your legs around him as he carries you to the bedroom.

As you reach the bedroom, he opens the door and throws you on the bed. He then settles himself in between your legs.

He tugs at your shirt, signaling that he wants you to take it off. You take it off, and throw it somewhere not caring where it lands.

In return, you lift up his tank top a bit. Then he takes it off, also throwing it somewhere.

He then kisses you again, and while doing so he unclasps your bra. After doing it, it falls to the floor.

Your hands then land on his pants and you start to undo them.

He takes them off, and also takes off yours in return.

He also gets on top of you, and kisses you.

Then he decides to tease you by rubbing you through your underwear.

"Don't tease," You whine.

"Oh that's nothing babe. But I'll save it for next time." He smirks, then takes off your underwear with his teeth.

Then he tosses them aside, and places his hands on your thighs.

"Just warning you, this may hurt a bit." He says.

"I know, I trust you." You reply.

"Thank you, baby." He says. Then he slips a finger into you, and it stings for a few.

You groan, and he asks if you're okay.

"I'm fine." You say, smiling at him.

"Good girl." He says.

You blush, and he continues. Soon, you have a weird feeling in your stomach.

"You're close." He says.

"Am I," You whimper.

"Yes baby. Let go." He says.

Soon, you let go. A few moments later you're aware of your surroundings again.

"Do you wanna continue?" He asks.

"Yes." You reply, smiling at him.

He smiles back at you, and kisses down your body.

He places one of your legs over his shoulder, and he licks in between your folds.

"Fuck," You groan. Then you grind against his face, and you hear him moan.

"Fuck, don't stop." You breathe out.

He pulls away for a second and says, "I don't plan on it."

He continues, and soon enough you feel yourself getting close once again.

A moment later, you let go while screaming Nick's name.

Nick pulls away after your release, and licks his lips, tasting you.

You open your eyes, and see him smiling.

"Hey you." He says.

"Hi." You say smiling.

He crawls back on top of you, and he kisses you. You can taste yourself while doing so. He then pulls away, and asks if you're sure you want to do this.

"I'm positive." You say.

"Alright, just wanna make sure." He says, before taking off the rest of his clothes.

Then he gets in between your legs, as you wrap them around him.

He slips into you slowly, and it starts to burn a bit.

"Fuck," You say with your eyes starting to water.

"It's okay, baby. It's okay." He says, leaving kisses on your neck and chest.

After a minute or so, you let him know that it's okay to continue.

As he continues, you groan.

"More." You say.

"As you wish." He says, going a little faster.

"F-fuck," You whine.

"Close?" He asks.

"Yes," You say.

He reaches his hand down to touch you, and tells you to let go.

A moment later you let go, and shout his name as loud as you can.

Surely, Nick is going to get a noise complaint. Not like he cares though.

He releases shortly after, and pulls out. He kisses you, and tells you he'll be right back.

As he returns, you open your eyes and see him with a towel.

"Welcome back, baby." He says, rubbing your right leg with his hand.

"Thanks babe. That was amazing, I love you." You say.

"I love you too. Want me to grab you some water & something to eat, then we can watch something before we go to bed?" He asks.

"Yeah that would be great. I'm actually gonna go in the restroom real quick." You say, getting up.

"Be careful." He says.

"I'll be fine." You say.

"Alright, alright. I'll be back." He says. As he leaves, you walk to the restroom, and do your business.

After you're done, you grab one of Nick's shirts from his closet. You put it on, then you get in bed, under the covers.

A few moments later, he returns with water and a couple snacks. He notices the shirt your wearing, and he smirks.

"Nice shirt." He says.

"Why thank you." You say laughing.

"Of course." He says, handing you a water and a snack.

"Thanks love." You say. You drink some of the water, and eat the snack.

He gets in bed, and pulls you close to him. He then kisses you, and you kiss him back.

Then you lay your head against his chest, and he grabs the TV remote to find something to watch.

"How about this?" He asks. You look up, and you tell him that's fine. He nods, and turns it on.

Then you lay your head back on his chest. You both end up falling asleep 30 minutes into the movie.

[sorrowsofsilence]

Harder • Folio

Pairing: Nick Folio x Fem!Reader

Words: 1.7k

Warnings: Smut (18+, male!receiving, female!receiving), choking, slight exhibitionism?kinda, mentions of drinking, derogatory terms used (whore).

Prompt: you know what they say, drummers hit it harder.

Author note: I enjoyed writing this way too much oh my god. I hope you enjoy it too <3

THIS IS A FANFIC USING REAL PEOPLE IN A FICTIONAL SITUATION! I AM NOT IMPLYING THAT THIS PERSON WOULD DO THIS IRL OR ACT LIKE THIS! ITS FICTION!

Tags: @sammyjoeee @cookiesupplier @nyxthedestroyerofworlds @th4t-em0-k1d  @lans-angels @dsireland86 @whenthesummerdies

Well, you know what they say, drummers hit it harder.

“I am so fucking excited!” Ruffilo exclaimed, tossing the last bag into the minivan. You and the boys were going on your last camping trip of the year, and it was bittersweet.

Initially, the trip was just supposed to be the two of you; but Ruffilo was persistent that the rest of the band tagged along, as well as Matt and Bryan.

Folio loved taking you out on his bike to go camping, fishing, and hiking; but his absolute favourite part was the great sex you two shared camping. Something about being away from home made it that much more exciting. His least favourite, was now his bandmates were going to be there.

“Yeah, me too,” Nick muttered through gritted teeth, giving a tight smile as he placed his helmet over his head, zipping up his leather jacket.

“Oh c’mon,” You sat behind him on the bike, geared up for the ride, wrapping your arms around him as your chest pressed into his back, “We’ll still have tons of fun.”

Nick shifted in his seat, “Is that a threat or a promise?”

You smiled cheekily, despite him not being able to see since the helmet covered your face, “both?”

He hummed in response, before turning the bike on and preparing to leave.

That evening after setting up, everyone was sitting happily around the fire, drinking beer and roasting hotdogs- the classic camping combo. Everyone laughed as they exchanged stories, Noah and Jolly reminiscing about funny memories during the tour they had just finished.

“And-” Bryan said through a broken laugh, “Remember when you just fuckin’ dive-bombed off the stairs?” He doubled over laughing, almost spilling his drink as he leaned into Noah, the two giggling.

You smiled at the exchange, arms folded over your chest as you sat comfortably in your camping chair, before glancing over at Nick. He watched the fire intensely, eyes glazed over in thought, face neutral yet disappointed. You knew he was upset that this trip wasn’t just the two of you, especially because he would be getting ready to leave for tour again in a few weeks; and this was one of your last fun events planned.

You wanted to cheer him up a bit and had the perfect idea.

Reaching over you ran your fingers through his hair, “I’m going to bed,” you said, eyes lingering on his for a moment to see if he understood what you meant.

Nick’s eyes flashed with excitement as he shifted in his seat, giving you a curt nod.

You stood up, stretching your arms before folding up your chair and staring at the group ahead of you. The flame danced in the middle, illuminating the shadows of the boys’ faces, who stared at you sadly.

“Packing it up now?” Jolly frowned, opening another can of beer.

You nodded, “I’m not feeling too good, so I’m going to get some sleep.”

You eyed Nick one more time, his gaze catching yours before wandering to the tent.

“I’m going to make sure she’s ok, I’ll be back.” Nick nodded at your friends before following you into the tent, zipping it up behind him.

You sat on top of your sleeping bag, motioning for him to lay next to you. Nick obliged, immediately scooping your waist between his fingers, gripping your side as he yanked your body towards his. You grabbed his face, pulling him up to kiss you, and his lips attached to yours hungrily.

Nick’s voice was hoarse as took a breath, “The boys-”

“I don’t care,” you said, and Nick moaned as you kissed him again roughly, “I need you, Nick.”

“Can I at least take my shoes off before you pounce on me?” Nick chuckled lowly, kicking off his sneakers hastily, before lying down.

You crawled on top of the man, his dark ember eyes devouring you as you stripped your clothes, remaining only in your underwear, straddling his lap. Nick’s hands gripped your thighs roughly as you began rolling your core into his, and he hardened below you.

Adjusting yourself you sat on his thigh, the fabric from his jeans rough as you began to grind against his body, riding along him. A red hue fell onto Nick’s nose as he smiled, admiring how heavenly you looked as you pleasured yourself against him.

All for him.

Nick peeled off his shirt while you played with the buckle of his jeans, undoing the zipper and springing his erection free.

Licking your lips you watched as his mouth opened slightly, soft puffs of air escaping as you spit on your hand, letting the saliva drag off your tongue onto himself, sliding your hand up and down his desire. Nick watched in awe as you worked on him, pumping up and down with a gentle roll of your wrist; his eyes unsure whether he wanted to stare at your hand, bouncing chest, or your face, eyes radiating with lust for him.

He licked his lips, whispering a soft plea, and you knew he was begging for your mouth wrapped around him. You obliged, sliding down his leg before licking up his length, smiling as he shuddered below you, precum dripping from the tip as his body prepared for yours.

“Fuck you are so hot Y/N,” he mumbled, hands grabbing each side of your head as his fingers tangled in your hair, pushing you against him forcefully. You loved it when Nick thrust into your mouth with need, causing you to gag against him. He fucked into your mouth, hips shooting up strenuously with an innate craving, needing you to take all of him.

You choked against Nick’s body, a deep guttural groan of satisfaction escaping his lips as he held the bottom of himself, slapping the tip against your cheek before sliding back inside your mouth. Your scalp burned as he held your hair taught.

You moaned along him before pulling away, your chest heaving with heavy pants.

Nick stripped off his remaining clothes, before sitting up and unclasping your bra, taking your chest into his hungry mouth, sucking on the skin. He kissed up your Neck, biting and licking against the sensitive spot behind your ear, causing a gasp to leave as your hands raked up his back. Your nails trailed along his skin, dancing back to the top of his head, running them through his chestnut locks as he hooked your panties, pulling them down your legs. The voices of your friends outside the tent became white noise as you watched Nick’s eyes worship you.

“I want to fuck you so bad,” Nick growled into your ear, the warmth of his breath contrasting the crisp air within the tent, causing your body to shiver. Nick wanted nothing more than to ram himself into you, bruising your skin and giving you everything he had; but the shame of his friends hearing halted his actions. He loved taking you from behind, clawing at your hips as he bred into you eagerly with thirst. He would have to wait till he got home to completely rail you into your bed, listening to you scream a slurry of profanities mixed with his name.

You moaned at his confession, biting his jaw gently and affectionately before pushing him back into the air mattress, having him look up at you with greed.

“You’ll make me scream if you fuck me, you’re always so rough,” You whispered heavily.

“Then keep riding my thigh until you come, like the good little whore you are,” Nick praised, and you nodded greedily. You rolled your hips into him again, sliding along him, your slick gliding you with ease. Your free hand began jerking Nick off and he threw his head back at the sight, completely overwhelmed with infatuation.

Nick wanted to touch your body, one of his hands wrapped around your throat. He groaned, squeezing gently, but hard enough that your vision danced into a darkened satisfaction.

“You like it when I choke you?” He said, dirty words sliding off of his tongue as his free hand made it to your core, flicking roughly at your pleasure. A loud moan slipped from your lips as your body shook, your senses heightened through Nick’s possessive grip, and he squeezed tightly for a moment.

He hushed you, staring with eyes dilated with fervour, “They’ll hear us if you’re not quiet.”

“Fuck,” you said sharply, completely indulged in his touch. Your eyebrows furrowed and Nick watched you through hooded eyes, hips thrusting into your hand as you pumped him.

Nick’s lip found its way between his teeth, “Look at me Y/N,” and you purred, staring into his eyes with his hands wrapped around your neck, holding you in place while you ruled each other.

Your body clenched as Nick’s fingers continuously brushed over your desire, sliding along his thigh over and over until your abdomen began to clench, eyes trying to remain fixated on the man who possessed you below.

“I-” you whimpered, trying to be quiet as your legs began shaking, back hunching over as you folded into Nick’s hand; but his grip on your throat held you up, resisting your need to push away from him.

“Shit!” You gasped, your body letting go as your orgasm consumed you, but you remained gripping onto Nick, sliding your hand along him.

Nick’s mouth fell open as he watched you come undone, a sly smile of satisfaction playing on his lips as he eyed you with admiration. He loved when you came for him, from him.

“Fuck Y/N, mouth, now,” Nick demanded, and you sucked along him again. His fingers dug into your thighs as he clenched through his orgasm, a strain of continuous deep groans escaping his body. Nick was unable to contain his sounds as you drank in all of him, ropes of his release coating your throat. He pushed into your mouth and you gagged, but he held you firmly in place with his hand, pushing your head into him.

“Good girls swallow, everything,” He said through deep breaths, your stomach erupting with motive as you drank all of his surrender.

You sat up, smiling down at him as you wiped your lips. Nick panted, giving you a knee-weakening grin before closing his eyes, and catching his breath.

“Not feeling well, huh?” You heard from outside the tent. Nick’s wide eyes snapped to yours in horror as you covered your mouth in embarrassment, the two of you hiding your ashamed laughter.

[poppy-in-the-woods]

Braids

(Ok, let's see if I remember how to do this fanfic thing.)

Plot: Inspired by this post and the comments. Noah and reader have a little tradition after sex. Nick and the others find out, but teasing Noah backfires on them.

Pairing: Noah x Reader

Word count: 1571

Tags: fluff, smut, oral (both female and male receiving), profanity, p in v.

It started almost as a joke. One day, after sex, Noah’s mane was so messy you asked if he wanted you to brush it. Surprisingly, he said yes, so you grabbed your paddle brush and untangled his dark locks. Next time, you bought a brush specifically for him and had it ready on your nightstand. He sat still and let you run the brush through his hair, occasionally letting out soft moans.

“This is so relaxing,” he said.

It was for you, too, so you did it every time after you had sex from then on. The first time you braided his hair, you were joking about giving him a gold star for every orgasm he had given you (and it had been a busy night). You didn’t have gold star stickers, but you wanted to give him a little extra something. While brushing his hair, your eyes wandered over your vanity, landing on the little plastic box of hair ties you had bought the day before. You sectioned the pertinent hair and braided four little braids on the side of his head.

“Now you got your medals,” you said, half joking.

But he didn’t take it as a joke, not at all. He demanded his recognition every time you had sex from then on (he also liked the feeling of your nimble fingers working his hair, but he wouldn’t tell you that).

Then he went on tour and you missed him. A lot. It was usually hard to sleep without him next to you on the bed, when he was on tour it was extra hard. Fortunately, you were going to be able to join them for the stop closest to your home. You talked on the phone the previous day, before the show, all excited to finally be able to sleep in the same bed again and smother each other in affection.

“I can't wait to be with you again, hug you and kiss you,” you said.

“Yeah, me too,” he responded. “I dreamed of you yesterday,” he told you.

“Yeah? Was it a nice dream?” you wanted to know.

“It was. We had sex all day, and you gave me a lot of braids,” he laughed.

“Well, maybe we can make it come true,” you replied, playfully.

“I can’t wait. See you tomorrow, babe.”

Little did you two know that Folio was listening (he didn’t mean to snoop, it just happened!), and he ran to the others.

“Guys, I have finally solved the mystery!” he announced.

“What mystery?” Jolly asked absentmindedly, focused on his guitar.

“Noah’s braids!”

“I thought they were just braids,” Nick chimed in. “You know, that he was experimenting with new hairstyles and such.”

“They’re not just braids!” Folio announced. “Y/N gives them to him after sex.”

“How does that make them ‘not just braids’?” Jolly asked.

“Knowing Noah, they’re fucking medals” Nick.

Jolly chuckled at the pun, but he agreed. The number of braids never followed a pattern, at least not one he could see. The braids being visual representations of how much he had been ‘loving’ his girlfriend were as good an explanation as any.

The boys got their confirmation the day after the concert. You had been to the show the night before, hanging out and partying with them after, so they all slept in; not you and Noah, though. He woke you up at eight with a bountiful breakfast and after a while of cuddling and relaxing together, watching TV, he began kissing your neck and slipping his hands in your underwear, and you felt him getting hard against your ass.

“Shall we go back to the bed?” you asked.

“Nah. Let me finger you first,” he said.

“But you’re so hard,” you protested while he ran his fingers through your wet folds.

“And you’re so wet, and I barely touched you,” he chuckled. “Let me please you in all the other ways I can before getting inside you,” he whispered into your ear.

You nodded as his fingers penetrated you, moving deliciously in and out, curling and massaging your G-spot, eliciting a moan from you.

“That’s it, baby, let me hear how much you like it,” he said, voice low with desire.

He finger-fucked you, rubbing your clit with his free hand, until you came undone. You were still recovering from that when he slipped out from behind you and knelt on the floor before you. Maintaining eye contact, he hooked his fingers on the elastic of your pajama shorts and yanked them along with your panties. You hissed as the cold air hit your core, still sensitive from his ministrations.

“Babe, are you sure you want to…?” you began, but before you could finish the question, he was already between your legs, lazily lapping at your arousal. “OhGodNoah!” you gasped.

He laughed but kept on eating you out, his licks soon getting very purposeful and not lazy at all. He was a man on a mission (making you come again), and he fully intended to accomplish it. You allowed yourself to be more vocal this time; not that you didn’t enjoy it when he finger-fucked you, but Noah was a pro with his lips and tongue, and he loved to make you come. Soon your second orgasm was going through you like a tidal wave, so intense that you saw white for a moment, toes curling, eyelids fluttering. You moaned his name, a hand gripping at his hair, the other digging into the couch. He smiled at you, still licking at your clit, riding you through your orgasm.

When he got up, the mere vision of him (the lower half of his face still glistening with your juices, his hard cock straining against his sweatpants, tattoos in full display) was enough to turn you into a feral creature. You lowered his sweatpants in a swift motion, freeing his erection. You curled your hand around his shaft, pumping him slowly. Maintaining eye contact, you licked a stripe over the sensitive head, tasting the pre-cum leaking. He moaned.

“Babe, as much as I love when you blow me, I need to be inside you,” he said, reluctantly pushing you away.

You guys went back to the bed. Noah grabbed a condom from the box on his nightstand, opening it up and rolling it over his length. He wasted no time, fucking you fast and hard against the mattress.

“Fuck! Sorry, I didn’t mean to… Did I hurt you?” he asked, suddenly worried.

“Did I tell you to stop while we were at it?” you asked.

“No”

“Then don’t be an idiot, I’m fine,” you assured him.

You cuddled. Then fucked again. Then cuddled some more. Then you rode him like a cowboy going into the sunset. Then you took a shower together and had lunch. By the time you joined the boys in the spa of the hotel, Noah had almost half of his hair in braids, and you were not walking straight. Folio elbowed Nick, attracting his attention over Noah and you, and Nick tapped Jolly’s shoulder. They looked at each other, knowingly, but said nothing.

“The poor thing must be so raw,” Jolly whispered to the other two, watching you two at the hot part of the pool. Folio and Nick stifled a laugh.

You were sad to part ways with Noah the next day but, to be honest, your vagina needed some days off after what you did.

“See you in a couple of weeks,” you said, standing on your toes to kiss his cheek and then his lips.

“I already miss you,” he sighed, resting his forehead against yours.

You hugged him one last time before he got on the bus.

“I’mma put my coochie on ice as soon as I get home,” you jokingly texted him after you waved the bus goodbye.

“Should’ve eaten you out more,” he replied.

“Maybe. But I was there, and I enthusiastically participated. Don’t be sorry for what we both enjoyed.”

You saw him again for the second last show at the end of the tour, going straight to the hotel room after the concert. He made sweet love to you that night, very intimate and passionate. You loudly moaned his name as you came, back arching off the bed, inner muscles contracting around him, dragging him over the edge with you.

“I love you,” he said with a soft voice and hooded eyes.

“I love you too,” you replied, caressing his cheek.

He almost fell asleep while you were brushing and braiding his hair. He also let you be the big spoon, which didn’t happen often.

The next day, when he arrived at the sound check, the boys were surprised to see him with only one braid.

“Slow night yesterday?” asked Jolly.

“Huh? What are you talking about?” Noah asked, confused.

“Looks like you were too tired after the concert for round two,” replied Jolly, pointing at his hair.

Noah blushed violently.

“You guys know about that?” he asked, mortified.

“You and Y/N are not very subtle, to be honest,” said Nick.

“It’s surprising, though, you always have at least two braids,” Jolly reflected.

“What can I say, that’s just how she likes it,” Noah said, shrugging while smiling, very full of himself.

“Dude, next time he meets Y/N to ‘hang out’ and he returns with braids, he won’t be able to fit his ego through the door,” Nick joked.

[collapsedglasshouses]

Consequences || Noah Sebastian x Reader [Part 1]

Pairing: Noah Sebastian x Reader

Summary: Y/N has known Noah since he became her brother's best friend. Growing up with him and knowing everything about each other let to them also being close friends. But something changes between them when Y/N is moving in with them due to a water damage in her apartment and it all leads to Nick's 30th birthday party.

Warnings: NSFW 18+!, MDNI!, language, mention of marijuana, implied medication use, oral sex (female receiving), alcohol consumption, (feel free to let me know if i missed anything <3)

A/N: So this is the first work I every put onto tumblr and also the first work I every publish in English… Therefore: Pls have in mind that English isn’t my first language and I'm new to writing smut! If you have tips or tricks for me to improve my writing, pls feel free to message me! The idea was spooking around my head for a while. Be safe ppl and remember if you are under the age of 18, pls do not interact with my stuff since I’m really not comfortable with that (if i see it anyways i will block you). Now enjoy! <3

November 29, 2022 was the day everything changed…

12:34 PM; November 29, 2022

You woke up in the house where your brother and his friends lived. At the moment you kind of lived there due to water damage at your own apartment.

While the other roommates were momentarily out of the house, it was very empty and quiet around here. So it was no problem for you to get the spare bedroom. When you realised your brother was still sleeping, you tip toed down to the kitchen area where you found Jolly, Noah and Folio preparing a cake with candles.

"I think I've never seen you guys be so cute before." you mocked them while eying the cake. It was shaped like a guitar and coloured in black while being decorated with wonky red letters saying „Happy Birthday, Nick!“

You smiled to yourself before going around the kitchen counter and grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge "So, when do we start tonight?" you ask your friends while sitting down on the kitchen counter.

"It depends on how long Jolly and Folio can distract Nick." Noah answers before walking towards you, stepping in between your legs and than grabbing a cup from the shelf above you while looking at you.

"What do you mean 'Jolly and Folio'? What about us?" you ask your brother's best friend while holding his gaze. It wasn’t unusual for you two to be close to each other since you had known Noah for ages considering his friendship with your brother Nick, but since you were living here something had changed. From sleeping in on the couch together while watching anime and waking up in each others arms to him telling you about song ideas that he didn’t tell anyone else about or those small touches you exchanged whenever no one was watching that seemed so innocent but still left you guessing.

When he finally broke your gaze and stepped back to pour himself a cup of coffee, you took a big sip out of your water bottle to drown out your thoughts before anyone noticed your nervousness.

"You two need to prepare the house while Folio and I go equipment shopping with your brother." Jolly explains before you hear a shuffling upstairs, causing you all to become quite and stare at the stairs while gathering around the cake which candles were quickly lit by Jolly. It didn’t take long before your brother wobbled down the stairs and came to a hold when he saw you four standing in front of his cake smiling.

"Happy Birthday, Nick!" you all shout in union while Nick rubbed his eyes and took a couple of tired steps towards you before blowing his candles. "What are you guys planning? You act like fucking robots." he mumbles while Folio cut the cake into small pieces.

"Can't we just be grateful that mom brought you into this world 30 years ago?" you said before hugging him tightly. "Jesus… You making me sound so old. But yeah… Definitely… Even though Folio looks like you stapled that smile onto his fucking face"

The guys quickly changed the subject to not cause any further suspicion before you ate breakfast together. It didn’t take long until the three boys took of, leaving Noah and you alone to decorated the house.

You talked about anything and everything, before you asked Noah to help him hang a "Happy Birthday" sign on the wall.

You were unsuccessfully trying to reach the height the sign was supposed to go on. Before you could argue you felt arms go around your waist and shortly after that you were being lift up. You felt your pulse rise and your eyes widened. "What the fuck are you doing, Noah?" you protested - "Helping you. Now do your job."

You muttered under your breath and tried to concentrate while Noah's arms were wrapped around you. You would lie if you said you didn’t like how close he was to you but at the same time you tried to push away the way it made you feel.

"You know, I actually can’t believe Nick's thirty already. It feels like time flies by so much faster since we formed the band." Noah almost whispered while you try to concentrate on the banner before you and not how soothing his voice sounded to you. "It feels like yesterday when Nick called us to pick him up from that girl’s house because her dad caught them making out." You slightly chuckle at the memory before you signaled Noah to let you down.

"It also feels like yesterday when you called me in the middle of the night because the exact same thing happened to you and you were too proud to call Nick because you made fun of him because of said story." you reminded him while turning around and looking up into his eyes. You would never get used to the fact how tall Noah was in comparison to you. It wasn’t like you were tiny but he still was more or less a head taller than you.

"It’s not like nothing like that never happened to you, Y/N Ruffilo." he noted in a teasing voice and you exactly knew which story he meant. "Noah, you promised we would never talk about that again." - "I promised to never tell your brother that you slept with that skater jerk Michael back at your senior prom and than almost getting pregnant from it."

You remembered it clear as day how Noah drove you to the pharmacy in the early morning hours to get a Plan B and how you cried about not wanting to be a teen mom and how he comforted you by saying he would be there for the child like it was his own.

You also clearly remember your dumb crush on that Michael guy. There was this boy in your and Noah's year that you had a huge crush on since eighth grade. Michael was a skater and in retrospective he definitely wasn’t a good guy, considering his first love were definitely joints but when Noah left school at 15 to pursue his music career there was no one who stopped you from your stupid little crush, considering the fact you didn’t tell your brother because he would have hunted Michael down.

"You know I would kill you if you would even think about telling Nick." you threatened your friend and pointed a finger to his chest. Noah smirked while looking down at your hand, before grabbing the tape from your other hand and leaning to your ear. "As if you could do anything against me."

Shivers went down your spine and your heart began to beat faster while Noah left you standing there in the middle of the living room to go on with decorating. If that wasn’t enough he looked back at you and said "But at least you didn’t lose your virginity to that jerk."

You felt your cheeks burn while thinking about what he was implying. You and Noah being the same age and having such a close friendship at a phase in your live that was purely controlled by hormones, it wasn’t far off that you did in fact lose your virginity to your brother’s best friend. But you both swore that not a soul in the world would ever find out about that and managed to keep it this way to this day.

You tried to push the thoughts of the past away by biting the inside of your cheek. You didn't know what to do. Slowly but surely he was driving you insane and you didn’t even know if he was doing on purpose.

This was the moment you decided that it was best for your own good to try to avoid Noah's presence at the upcoming party. You didn’t want to risk ruining your friendship with him and therefore ruining the bond your brother had with him since ages.

11:19 PM; November 29 2022

Hours later you found yourself on the couch in the corner of the living room while the party for you brother was at its peak. You didn’t really know how many drinks you consumed, considering the fact that you took at least four shots with your brother, but you definitely started to feel the alcohol in your system while you listened to a story Bryan told you about the last tour.

You couldn’t help but think about what happened early. Noah seemingly consumed your mind. You could only think about his hands around your waist or how comfortable you two slipped into this weird situation in your friendship. When you were younger you often cuddled or were close but it all seemed so different lately and you couldn’t wrap your head around why it suddenly felt so different for you. You feared that you were imagining that change.

"I'm sorry, Bryan, but I'm not doing so well." You quickly excused yourself while standing up and making your way upstairs. You didn’t know what had gotten into you but you knew that you needed to clear your head.

You entered the upstairs bathroom, leaving the door open since no one was on this floor and looked at your self through the small mirror. Your cheeks were flushed because of the alcohol you consumed and your eyes were slightly red.

You bent down and splashed a few drops of water in your face when you suddenly heard a voice behind you. "Are you okay?" Noah asked with furrowed eyebrows while placing a hand on your back, instantly sending a wave of chills down your spine.

"Yeah, yeah… Uh… I'm fine just a bit tipsy" you mumbled, drying your face with a towel before turning to face your friend.

Without even realising it you let your gaze wander and looked at Noah more closely. He wore a black turtleneck and black cargo pants, if you didn’t knew better you would say he was about to go on stage. In comparison to him you seemingly looked naked. Only dressed in a lacey black crop top and a skirt that was to short for your own good. But you were at your brother's, one of the places you felt save with wearing anything and everything.

Suddenly he raised his hand and put a strand of her behind your ear. "Do you maybe wanna watch a movie or something? You seem nervous."

You slightly look up to meet his eyes. The eyes of one of your best friends. The eyes of the boy who knew everything about you except your confusing feelings towards him. You took a deep breath and noticed his eyebrows rose for a second, before you nodded. As confused as you were, Noah was still Noah and knew exactly what he needed to do to calm your nerves. So you decided to sneak away from the party and not even an hour later you found yourself showered and in pyjamas sitting in his bed while searching for something to watch while he got ready for your sleepover.

You could still hear the music blast from outside of his room when he came back wearing sweatpants and a worn out band shirt.

"You know what you wanna watch?" Noah asks you while making himself comfortable next to you.

"You will laugh at me." - "Spirited Away?" Bullseye. Over the years Spirited Away became your comfort movie. You remember it clear as day when you first watched the movie with your brother when you were around ten. So when Noah started playing the movie all the memories you had while watching it filled your body and for a second you forgot about the weird things you've been thinking all day while snuggling into Noah's side like you always used to.

"Do you wanna tell me what has gotten into your mind?" he asked carefully when you were halfway through the movie and your heart automatically started to beat faster while you turned to look at each other.

You thought about a way to get out of this situation. You couldn’t just tell him that you had been thinking about it all day how his hands felt on your body. That would have been stupid considering the fact that you were sure you were imagining that whole atmosphere so you decided to just shake your head and look him in the eyes. Your cheeks started to feel warm and him than brushing a strand of hair behind your ear while signaling you to come closer to him didn't exactly help. You obeyed him, knowing full well he didn’t believe you, and slid closer to him until your head found its place in the crook of his neck while his arms slung around you. One around your back and the other one, to your surprise, slightly under your shirt.

"You know you can tell me everything." he said, his voice becoming a bit deeper and raspier while he started drawing circles on the exposed part of your skin. You had a feeling that you would catch fire any moment. You felt like you didn’t have any control over your body anymore. So much to your own surprise you lifted your head slightly and before you knew you placed a couple of soft kisses on this neck before stopping in your tracks and panicking. He had stopped doodling circles on your skin. Instead now he had grabbed your waist a little harsher than normal and let out a sound you last heard when you two were seventeen, a bit too drunk for you own good and definitely more naked than now.

You paused in your actions and waited for his reaction, trying to guess if you officially ruined your longterm friendship for the sake of your own amusement, but than he whispered in your ear "Why did you stop?"

Before you could think Noah turned on his back, pulling you with him so now you were sitting directly on his crotch and could feel him growing harder.

"Do you even realise what you do to me?" he almost moaned in your ear causing you to lose the last bit of clarity in your head and you kiss his neck again, more firmly than you did before.

He let out that noise again that send heavy shivers down your spine and before you could even process what was happening you grinded your hips against his. A wave of pleasure hit you when Noah began to fiddle with your shirt, silently demanding you to take it off, while slightly buckling his hips upwards. So you sat up on him and did as he demanded.

You never thought that you would every be in the position again that Noah Sebastian was looking at you like that. Pupils dilated and that look on his face that made you want to rip of his clothes.

With easiness he turned you two around so he was on top of you and took his turtleneck off, displaying all his tattoos to you that always made you weak and started kissing down your neck, than along your collarbone and eventually landed between your breasts.

"You are so fucking beautiful" he whispers against your skin causing you to moan quietly. "Fuck… Noah." You stutter while he slowly takes one of your nipples into his mouth while massaging the other with one hand. Your hands quickly found their way into his dark hair and when you pulled on it slightly he moaned against your skin.

"N-Noah.." you mumble causing him to look at you "I-…" - "Take your time, Y/N."

You took a deep breath while he stroked your skin around your waist "I need you to touch me"

Never in a million years you thought that you would say those words ever again to Noah but in this moment you needed nothing more than to feel him closer to you.

You again thought for a moment that you overstep an unspoken line because Noah stared at you for a second to long. In the exact moment you wanted to say something again he began kissing down your belly and stopped at the waistband of your panties, looking at you, searching for any kind of regret in your face but the only thing you could think about was his mouth where you needed it the most. So you buckled your hips up a little, signaling him to go on which he did with anticipation.

Noah slowly let the last bit of clothing on you slip down your legs before spreading them with his hands.

Before you could even say anything you felt his tongue against your clit and arched your back. Immediately your hands found their way back into his hair and you pulled on it, causing him to moan against your core while you nearly lost your mind.

You nearly began to sob when you felt two of his long fingers push inside of you and curve upwards. You begged that nobody would hear you scream those profanities while Noah ate you out like it was his last meal on this earth. Wet noises filled the steamy air in his room while the end credits of Spirited Away rolled in the background. You began to shake.

"Noah… I'm gonna… Noah… fuck" you cried out while trying to get a hold of yourself. You never felt this kind of way. And the fact that it was Noah making you feel that way made it even better to you.

You were a moaning mess when you came undone, grabbing Noah's hair so hard you feared you would hurt him but hearing him groan against you instead made you cum even harder.

"Oh fuck… baby… look at you… cumming so hard you can’t even contain yourself." Your body shaked as you started to come down from your high, still jerking towards Noah while he slowly kissed his way up to your face.

Your first clear thought started to form in your head when Noah was right above you looking into your eyes.

"Holy shit." - "You call it." - "Fuck." He nodded looking as surprised as you did in that moment.

You looked into his brown eyes that never left your face while he admired you. You didn’t know what to say so you did the only thing that came to your mind and grabbed his face before kissing him with force.

Noah sighed into your mouth while you could taste yourself on his mouth.

You knew that nothing would be the same after this but you both also knew now wasn’t the time to talk about.

So when you left Noah's arms and than his room around two hours later, when the house got quiet, with messed up hair and lips still slightly pink, you knew this would definitely have consequences…

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hi! my name is letdown (yes, dont ask) and im a writer! i write for bands!! (bad omens mainly)

☆ im a gay man, i go by he/him pronouns and anyone can interact with my account!

-> i dont often write nsfw things, but ill drop the shot or two from time to timwe ;)

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noah ;

♡ silly little fight (noah x reader)

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Sleep Token

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I See Stars

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devin ;

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Ooh could you write a fic or blurb on Folio dating a female pro wrestler? Cause i could see him being into it

Pairing: Nick Folio X Reader

Content Warnings: mentions of physical violence (wrestling)

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Anon... it's like you can read my mind. I used to be super into wrestling so this was super fun to write!!

Folio was so intrigued when you told him what you did for a living on your first date.

He thought it was super cool and hung off your every word.

Growing up, he had always been into watching wrestling, so getting to know how everything worked behind the scenes was like a dream come true.

He went to as many of your matches as he could in person, but if he was able to he would watch them on TV if they were available.

When he introduced you to the guys, it was blatantly obvious how proud he was of the fact that he got to call you his girlfriend.

Whenever he goes to your matches and hears your intro music play over the loud speakers, he completely lights up. Cheering loudly and clapping like a madman.

It always makes you smile when you pass him on your way to the ring.

Often, you will go to the gym together, trading exercise routines and the like.

Your relationship was fun and playful, with you teaching Folio wrestling moves which he promised not to use on the guys… but totally did.

Folio was the proudest boyfriend in the world.

[4rtificialfolio]

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Nick Folio

Queen Of The Night 💋🤍

Getting you off is my new favourite hobby 💋🤍

Nick folio as your boyfriend - headcanon 🤍

Nick Folio as your boyfriend - headcanon pt 2 💋

Girl Dad Folio - headcanon 🤍

Sweetheart - Blurb 💋

Painted Nails - Blurb 💋

Baby Doll - Smut 💋🤍

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It’s complicated, my darling - Nick Folio 💋🤍💧(incomplete)

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SHOW ME WHERE THE DELICATE STOPS

Bridge Part Three

Pairing: all of bad omens x female reader

cw: fivesome, orgy of sorts, vaginal fingering, vaginal fisting, cum eating, boot licking, boot fetish, oral (m and f receiving), hand jobs,  voyeurism, male masturbation, squirting, use of blindfolds, hands as handcuffs, orgasm denial, tones of d/s dynamic, aftercare, overstimulation, swearing, dacryphilia; there's a lot so if I missed any please let me know!

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You find yourself blindfolded and straddling Nick Folio’s lap. You know it’s him because of his smell and well–

Your mind flashes back to hours before.

“Last call!” you hear Nick shout over your shoulder. You look down at your smartwatch to find it is well before 2 am. You hear some grumbling from the regulars but soon enough they all close out their tabs. One of them gives you a stink and all you give them is “Sorry, boss’s orders” and a shrug. Two women are bickering in the corner but you pay no mind. You don’t know why he is shutting down the bar early. It’s very strange for him on his first day off from the tour, usually, this place would be packed.

It had been a year since you and Nick took joint ownership of the bar. You still hold bootblacking every Tuesday night and his motorcycle club meeting on Friday Nights. It took a few months to get all of the rustic furniture in; not to mention the antique bike parts and instruments refurbished as decor sprinkled about the bar. Only when you got the stamp of approval from Nick for the design for the “Third Base” sign out front did it all come to fruition. 

The old jukebox remained, but everything else had been updated. The brick wall behind the bar showcased a wall-mounted motorcycle, which Nick’s father had passed down to him. Due to the success of the band, he was never able to fix it up enough to ride it, but he was able to shine it up and put it out on display. The day the bar opened, his father nearly wept. He was so proud of Nick and he was also proud of you; saying how glad that he was that you were a part of Nick’s life.

During the day, you two make a great team as business partners, and at night you host play parties upstairs. And when Nick had a break from touring, he would throw huge parties to celebrate. 

Tonight seems to be different. When you breathe in Nick’s scent you can feel the air shift making the hair on the back of your neck stand up straight. You can hear footsteps thudding against the concrete floor and the smell of leather, gasoline, and cigarette smoke swirls in your lungs. It was familiar– but with your lack of sight, it took you a moment to place it. The motorcycle club. There weren’t nearly enough footsteps to be the whole gang, so most likely Folio’s elite along with the rest of the band; despite not being official members, in Nick’s eyes they were, and as president that was good enough for him. 

“Wha-” A finger pressed against your lips silences you. Nick leans forward, his hot breath against the shell of your ear sending a shiver up your spine. “Honoring a wish,” his tone is deep and husky. “You’ve been working so hard while I was away…” He plants a searing kiss on your temple before nipping at your earlobe. “You’ve earned it.” 

Your mind begins to reel trying to understand his cryptic message. What wish? What does he mean? When you adjust yourself for support by placing your hands on his chest; it’s then when it all connects. His erection rubs against you and you suck in a breath. He huffs a laugh, pulling you closer to him. 

“Remember what you told me before I left for tour? That drunken text you sent?” He litters kisses on your cheeks between words making your brain fuzzy. He nips at your earlobe before whispering the word in your ear. Instantly your pussy throbs at the thought of him fulfilling one of your fantasies. 

“Really? I-It’s not too weird or awkward?” You start to babble your mind racing. “You don’t—” Nick silences you with his lips. You welcomed the taste of him; whiskey, and the remnants of his cigar. It was familiar and comforting like relaxing by the fireplace on a cold wintery day.

You hear boots shuffling closer, body heat and cologne from another flooding your senses. Suddenly, you yelp in pain when a hand fists your strands tilting your head back. Digging your nails into Nick’s sides for stability, he groans and then gasps, wet sounds and smacking lips filter into your ears. The sound alone heats your core. 

“Fuck Jolls,” Nick curses breathlessly, and the other huffs a laugh in response. You find yourself a little jealous that Jolly tore you away from Nick’s perfect lips. 

“Awh Nick, someone's jealous,” Jolly taunts above you. 

“Good,” Nick teases, caressing your chin. “We have a long night ahead of–” You hear the door slamming shut and hushed whispers. 

“I’ll be right back,” Nick bites out, his tone cold and sharp as a knife. Nick lifts you off of his lap only for Jolly to wrap his arms around your middle caging you in.

“Just you and me for a little while,” Jolly whispers into your ear. “What do you think about that, hm?” 

Your heartbeat skyrockets at his proposal— with your eyes still covered,  your mind immediately flashes vivid images of his hands around your throat and his rings pressed against your bare flesh– a long-time fantasy of yours.

“Yes…please,” you whine desperate for any touch since Nick left. Without another word, a large hand adorned with silver rings envelopes your hand and drags you outside and up the staircase to the apartment above the garage. 

You’ve only been in the apartment a few times as Nick rents it out as an Airbnb which happens to do really well, especially in the summer and autumn months. 

You hear the door shut behind you as Jolly leads slowly you through the apartment into the bedroom. You yelp when he pushes you onto the mattress. Suddenly he crawls onto the bed caging you in with his body. His proximity sets your body alight making your pussy throb.

“Don’t move darling, I’ll be right back.” He sucks a lovebite to your neck that has you moaning when he rolls off of you. Your body starts to tremble with anticipation. With your eyes covered, your other senses heighten. You hear every single step he makes outside of the room.

With a gasp, the door swings open again but this time you hear boots and bodies shuffle in. There’s a collective whisper between the others in the room that has your heartbeat soaring. You can’t see but you can sense whoever is in the room is staring right at you. You don’t know who else is in the room or how many there are yet just the idea of others watching you heats your body from the inside out. 

“Good girl,” Jolly coos, his voice is soft with an edge of roughness. “I hope it’s ok that I brought some friends.” It was more than ok. “Pleeease,” you whimper, body writhing and hungry to be touched.

Jolly chuckles as you hear him approach the bed, “Relax sweet girl, it’s going to be a long night.” Long fingers tilt your chin to the side. Jolly plants a soft kiss on your lips. 

“Some of Folio’s crew is here to watch us as it's their initiation. I know you are going to be so good for us.” He trails kisses along your jaw to the other ear. “I have two really good boys waiting to tend to you at your feet. Are you ready?”

“Yes! Yes please!” your voice is raspy and full of desperation. 

Your breath hitches when you hear Nicholas and Noah say, “Thank you, mistress,” in unison. While Jolly continues to kiss you, your mind wanders to the night when Nicholas worshipped at your feet and Noah fucked your boots. A harsh pinch to your covered nipple catches you by surprise causing you to bite down on Jolly’s lip. Your body tenses with fear but instead of a reprimand, Jolly groans exploring your mouth deeper with his tongue. 

“Do that again and I just might have my way with you first.” 

You whine when he pulls away from you but suddenly light filters into your eyes once more now that the blindfold has been removed.  At your feet, you watch as Nicholas and Noah kiss up and down your boots – one daring to nibble at the delicate skin of your thigh just at the hem of your short shorts.

“Fuck.” You shut your eyes tight as the pain intensifies with every lick and suck of Noah’s mouth on your skin. At the same time, Nicholas unzips and slides off your boots and socks. Overwhelmed by the soft and rough touches to your body you start to giggle. 

“You’re a lot of trouble, you know that?” Jolly smirks. You pretend to bite at the ringed finger close to your mouth, earning you a warning glare from the Swede. “Seems like you’re ready for more, hmm?”

What would have been a ‘hell yes’ turns into a surprised yelp when the men at your feet pounce between your spread legs to unbutton your denim shorts and rip off your panties leaving you utterly exposed to everyone in the room. Jolly moves to the end of the bed as  Nicholas and Noah take their place on either side of you. With every step, Jolly takes closer to your body laid bare your heartbeat pounds thump thump thump.

You sit frozen as time slows and Jolly licks his lips staring at what he can't wait to devour.  Despite the warm lips and hot breath on your face, you remain entranced. Noah litters sweet pecks to your cheek as Nicholas whispers, “Get ready, doll.” 

Leaning back into the pile of pillows for support, you melt into the sensations as Nicholas and Noah pepper kisses to your cheeks and neck.  Jolly slowly lowers himself to your core, a satisfied hum rumbles from his throat when he swipes a finger through your silken folds.

You feel your arms being guided upwards as the guys in tandem lift your tank top up and over your head. In an instant, your bra has been unfastened and tossed unceremoniously on the floor. Trembling slightly, goosebumps cover the freshly exposed skin. Simultaneously, Nicholas and Noah entwine their fingers with yours, binding you to them.  Nicholas' other free hand explores your soft supple skin, the rough callouses rub against your breast. Noah takes your chin, pulling you into a sloppy wet kiss.  It's all teeth and tongue just as Jolly nips at the flesh of your inner thigh right where Noah bit earlier. 

“Fuck!” You pull away to curse, glaring down at Jolly only to find his face hovering inches from your now slick folds. “...me,” you gasp when his gaze bores into you, his dark lust-drenched eyes forever etched inside your mind. Your head rolls back into the pillows screwing your eyes shut tight, giving into the sensation of Jolly’s tongue against your sensitive bud. Jolly teases your entrance with his thumb before sliding two fingers in you. He scissors his fingers in you stretching you wide. Your back arches and you bite down on your lip.

“You’re so wet, darling,” Jolly groans. “Think you can-”

“Don’t you dare hold back,” Noah commands. That’s all the permission you need to let loose the moan from the back of your throat. 

“Please please please,” you start to beg as Nicholas flicks his tongue over your nipple as Noah pinches the other. 

“Oh,” Jolly chuckles. “She loves that… fuck.” He thrusts his fingers slowly in and out as Nicholas and Noah alternate kissing and sucking on your tits and kissing each other. The sight of them entangled above you makes your skin heat. Noah pulls the sweetest sounds from Nicholas when he tugs on his hair. 

“Goddamn,” Jolly moans sliding another finger in. You gasp at the stretch, feeling full. 

“Feeling good, sweet girl?” Nicholas coos.

“Yes, yes, yes,” you moan squirming under their touch. You need more, crave more. 

“Come on, baby girl you can take it.” Jolly practically growls as he slides his whole hand in.

“Fuckfuckfuck…fuuuuck.” Your curses melt into a moan as he stretches you out wide with all of his fingers. At this point your whole body is limp and your brain is full of a blissful emptiness you barely register the door opening and closing. 

“Goddamn,” you hear Nick curse. You can feel his gaze bore into you, but you don’t have the strength to open your eyes to acknowledge his presence. Suddenly, a moist tongue circles your clit as Jolly’s fingers curl into a fist.

A hand moves to your lower belly and presses gently. “Holy shit, Jolls I can feel you!” Nick says astonished.

You suck in a breath as Jolly’s hand shifts inside you and Nick returns to your clit while Nicholas and Noah alternate kissing your tits and your lips. It’s all so overwhelming that your building orgasm takes you by surprise. Your fingers tighten around the hands that hold you down at the same time you bite down on whoever’s lips are on yours. 

Jolly gently unravels his fist inside you to thrust his long fingers one more time as Nick sucks your clit between his lips. Nick and Jolly press down your trembling thighs as Nick drives you closer to the edge with his tongue. Without warning, the floodgates open between your legs as Jolly slides his hand out.  A warm tongue instantly dives into your hole, licking and sucking your release. Your body starts to tremble from overstimulation, but the mouth on your pussy doesn’t relent. 

Gasping for air, Noah pulls from your lips yet keeps your wrist pinned to the mattress. He and Nicholas kneel beside you to give your lips and tits a rest. When you open your eyes you find Noah and Nicholas above you fighting over Jolly’s slick hand. Mesmerized, you watch them lick and suck at his fingers. Their desperate moans distract you briefly until Nick pulls your attention back to him with his lips between your folds. Consumed with pleasure you barely register the whispered “good boys” as Jolly turns from the bed.

“What’s your color?” Jolly asks as he settles down on the chair in the corner of the room.

“Green,” your voice rasps from disuse. 

“Boys?” Jolly asks the others. 

“Green sir,” Nicholas and Noah say in unison, sitting pretty on their knees waiting for the next instruction. 

“How you are feeling, honey?” Nick asks.

“Really good, but I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to last.” You look down at Nick and your mouth pops open when you catch him lining himself up to your entrance. 

“The boys beside me are getting a little restless… toooo.” Your head rolls back against the pillow and your eyes shut tight as Nick stretches you wide with his cock. Your hands reach out for anything to grip onto. Nicholas gasps and you pull your hand away so quick as if you touched fire. Nick must have noticed the brief interaction when you feel him still inside you. 

Embarrassed, you battle the nerves bubbling in your belly and peer up at Nicholas. Your cheeks flame red and you wish you could curl into yourself and hide but his soft voice calms you instantly. 

“It’s ok darling, you can touch me… there,” his breath catches as you wrap your fingers around his shaft. “...and I think Noah would like that too.” His suggestion fills you with a new wave of confidence. Slowly, you reach out to Noah, your fingertips grazing his semi-hard cock. Stroking him gently, he hardens instantly under your touch. You find a good rhythm quickly with the moans and whimpers that fill the room.

“You are simply divine,” Nick purrs against your silken folds. His voice rumbles deeply cutting through the soft sounds that surround you. When your eyes meet his, your brain goes blank and your gaze softens. Your arms get heavy causing you to halt your strokes and tighten your grasp. 

“Look at what you do to them,” Nick casts his gaze to Nicholas and then to Noah as they fuck into your grasp. 

“P-please,” Noah hiccups, sobbing faster. “More.” Without warning, he rests one hand on your shoulder and wraps the other hand over yours as he assists in stroking himself. His large hand swallows yours as he takes control of the speed, allowing him to decide how he jerks himself off. If you watch his cock slide in and out of the O shape hole you made with your hand you’ll explode. 

“Nick please,” Nicholas whines as he uses your hand to stroke himself faster. “Please hurry, I-I don’t think I’ll last much longer.” With heavy lids, you catch Nicholas’ eyes shimmer, and a single tear rolls down his cheek.  

“Don’t ask me,” Nick smirks. “Ask–” Before you can even get a word out, Nick folds your legs up to your chest and sinks into you moaning your name.

“C-can we…” Nicholas sniffles as more tears slide down his cheeks.

“Can we cum, mistress?” Noah asks, his voice is high-pitched and pained.

You lock eyes with Nick. His brown eyes are dark and drenched in desire. A small smirk curls the corner of his lip as he slams into you over and over again. You suck in a gasp when two of his thick fingers circle your clit. You can’t help but moan “Cum with me boys.” Your legs tremble and your arms ache from the stroking two cocks. Nearing exhaustion you sink into the mattress letting the guys use you to chase their climax.

Anticipation makes your pussy clench when Nicholas and Noah announce that they are about to cum. 

“God, this is so fucking hot.” Jolly’s words are just enough to throw you over the edge and you take the boys with you. Screwing your eyes shut, your body goes taut as cum splashes over your chest and tummy. The mattress suddenly groans when Nicholas and Noah flop onto the bed beside you breathing heavily. 

Blinking a few times, your eyes flutter open to the sight of Nick staring at you as he was ready to pounce. Glancing over you spot Jolly lazily stroking his still hard cock. Your mind briefly wonders how he– 

Without warning a small giggle erupts from your throat when Nick licks and kisses your tummy. His fingers dig into your sides where he finds your most ticklish spot. His body is warm and slick with sweat when he settles down onto you. It’s simultaneously comforting and suffocating but when he rests his head on your breasts and looks up at you with his puppy dog eyes you can’t help but smile. 

“How are you feeling?” He asks as his thrumb brushes over your cheek. As your mind stumbles over an answer you hear Jolly moan and Nicholas and Noah bickering.

“I…” You want to tell him how amazing it was. How confident and sexy it made you feel. How your heart rate skyrocketed when Jolly touched you… “Amazing,” you sigh as your eyes fluttered closed. 

“Good,” he whispers before planting a kiss on your cheek. As you start to drift off to sleep you overhear Jolly offering himself to Nick. 

“Later honey, let’s get our girl cleaned up first and then I’ll take good care of you.” You catch the smile in Nick’s voice and it makes your heart flutter. 

Nick’s soft voice rouses you gently. “Let’s get you cleaned up and then we can order food.” 

You take his hand and he leads you to the en suite bathroom where you hear the shower tap running. In no time at all, both Jolly and Nick alternate washing you and themselves and Nick did, in fact, take care of Jolly… and you… a few times… in the spacious walk-in shower.

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