#nick leister x reader smut

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My Fault London: Nick Leister headcannons

Note: All these headcannons are mature aka SPICY HEADCANNONS ✨Mentions of drinking! Afab reader! Step-Sister reader!

Nick Leister who… doesn’t really care that other people are around. He doesn’t mind being public with you, but it’s you who gets anxious. ‘What if someone sees us?’ ‘What if someone hears us?’ He doesn’t care. He does whatever he wants because he can. At social events, while everyone’s mingling about with their drinks and fake smiles, he’s face deep into the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent and drilling himself into you like no tomorrow. Backed up against a wall legs wrapped around his hips. He’s drinking up every sound you make, certain on easing your worries about getting caught while hitting that spot that has you seeing stars. He knows people will question him, ask him where he’s been and what he was doing. He wants to answer you, but he smiles and says he just needed a breath of fresh air.

Nick Leister who… waits for your mother and hid father to leave for the weekend, going on a business trip and ignoring their ‘Be careful! Be nice to each other!’ And oh is he nice, so nice because he takes his time kissing you through the kitchen, caging you against the countertop with his arms and hips, heated kiss so deep you don’t notice his hands shaking as they rest on your waist, just under the hem of your shirt. He’s so nice, letting you run your fingers through his hair, and groaning when you pull just right to make his head spin, nails raking against his scalp and he lives for it.

Nick Leister who… catches you trying on his clothes, a large shirt covering your frame. He watches from the doorway, watches you spin around in his shirt, a tie of his loosely around your neck. He grins when he realizes he likes the sight of you in his clothes more than he’d realized. He especially likes taking them off you. ‘They’re not yours, it’s only right I help you take it off. Don’t you think?’ He’ll lift the shirt off you, leaving you in a tie as he takes his time with you, showing you why you don’t go snooping (though for what it’s worth, you definitely don’t regret it after having his face between your thighs) He’ll get on his knees, looking up at you after asking where you need him most.

Nick Leister who… does whatever you ask of him. It starts with little things at first. ‘Can you pick me up from..?’ Or an occasional, ‘Can you pick up some coffee for me?’ Simple favors. Something only a good ‘house-mate’ would do. But he loves when you ask for help on other things. Like when you tip-toe into his room late at night once your parents have gone off to bed, large sleep shirt draped over you as you shyly knock on his door. He’ll let you in, buying the fake excuse that you ‘had a bad dream’ and let you stay in his bed. And he’ll help you all the same when you ask him to get you off, ripping off your panties faster than you can finish your question. He’s between your legs in an instant, eyes rolling to the back of his head when you pull him closer, grinding onto his face because his tongue is ‘oh-so-good’ and he grinds into the bed beneath him at your moans.

Nick Leister who… loves seeing you in that pretty bathing suit. Watching you run into the water, hair tied back and not a care in the world, running into the waves and letting the water roll off your skin when you call for him to join you. And he does, painfully and running as fast as he can as to avoid the questions about the growing tent in his pants. He’ll throw you under water, splash and grab you, but all he can think about is how much better you’d look when he takes it off you. And he does, finally after so many torturing hours of watching you run around in that little bikini. He’ll skip his fingers under the fabric, fingers working their way through your folds to get to where you need him most. He’ll kiss down your chest, nipping and biting at the skin like if his life depends on it, leaving little hickies and bite marks over the swell of your breast. He isn’t going to hide it. Doesn’t want too. He’ll push the fabric to the side, lowering his swim trunks just enough to get inside you, and fighting the urge to finish right then and there.

Nick leister who is just addicted to you <3

[loafysainz]

The Royal Party | LN 4

lando norris!polo athlete x readers!princess x nick leister

warn: smut 18+, jealousy, posessive

fc: pinterest

prev chap

The grand ballroom of the palace was a spectacle of luxury, glittering chandeliers casting a golden glow over the sea of aristocrats, celebrities, and athletes mingling in their finest attire. The annual royal gala was an event of the highest prestige, a gathering of the elite where appearances mattered more than reality.

Y/N knew she looked good. No, scratch that—she looked fucking divine. The dress was designed to make a statement: elegant with just enough allure to have heads turning. And turn they did.

Lando knew it, too.

From the moment she stepped into the ballroom, his eyes hadn’t left her. Seated at the far end of the grand hall, drink in hand, jaw tight—watching. Brooding. The sharp tuxedo he wore did little to hide the barely restrained fury simmering beneath the surface.

And the reason for that fury?

Nick fucking Leister.

The golden boy of the British aristocracy. Polished, charming, and, most annoyingly, the man everyone thought was Y/N’s perfect match. He was the kind of man you married—on paper, at least. Royal lineage, wealth, and an effortless charisma that had the entire ballroom swooning.

Including Y/N.

Or at least, that’s what it looked like.

Lando clenched his glass tighter, watching the way Nick leaned in, whispering something in her ear that made her laugh. The sight of her smiling at another man made his blood boil. He wanted to tear that fucking smile off Nick’s face, wanted to grab Y/N and remind her exactly who she belonged to.

Nick wasn’t stupid. He could feel Lando’s stare burning into him, but he didn’t care. In fact, he enjoyed it. With a smirk, he raised his glass in Lando’s direction—a taunt, a challenge.

Big fucking mistake.

Lando set his drink down and moved, weaving through the crowd with purpose. The chatter and music became white noise as he closed the distance between them.

Y/N noticed him too late. One second, she was smiling at Nick, and the next, a firm hand was wrapping around her wrist.

“Lando—”

He ignored her, his grip unyielding as he turned to Nick.

“Back off, man.” Lando said, voice deceptively calm.

Nick raised an eyebrow. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me.” Lando took a step closer, his presence overwhelming. “Walk away. Now.”

Nick chuckled, shaking his head. “You don’t get to decide who she talks to.”

Lando smirked, but there was nothing amused about it. “I do, actually. She’s mine.”

Y/N inhaled sharply, feeling the tension radiating off him. People were starting to notice, eyes flickering toward the scene unfolding.

Nick scoffed. “That’s funny. Because from where I’m standing, she doesn’t look like she belongs to anyone.”

That did it.

Before anyone could react, Lando grabbed Nick by the collar, yanking him closer until they were nose to nose. His voice dropped and lethal.

“Listen to me, you privileged little shit,” Lando growled. “You’re not even in the same fucking league as me. So don’t fool yourself into thinking you have a chance.”

Nick’s smirk faltered just slightly. “You’re insane.”

Lando chuckled darkly. “No, I’m just not stupid enough to let someone else take what’s mine.”

Y/N’s heart pounded. This was getting out of hand. She stepped between them, pressing her hands against Lando’s chest, trying to create space. “Lando, stop,” she whispered.

Lando didn’t move, his jaw tightening, his eyes still locked on Nick like he was seconds away from throwing a punch.

Nick scoffed, adjusting his jacket. “I’ll take that as my cue to leave.”

Y/N exhaled, relieved.

“But we can continue this conversation tomorrow,” Nick added, eyes flicking back to her. “Right, Y/N?”

Lando stiffened. His entire body went rigid, his grip tightening around her waist possessively.

Y/N cursed silently. “Nick, just go.”

Nick smirked. “See you soon, sweetheart.”

Lando nearly lunged, but Y/N quickly placed a hand on his cheek, forcing him to look at her instead. “Lando,” she whispered, her voice soft, pleading. “Not here. Please.”

The room was watching. Murmurs spread through the crowd, eyes locked on them. Y/N subtly pressed a hand against Lando’s arm, signaling for him to leave first.

His eyes flickered between her and Nick before finally exhaling sharply. He leaned in, lips brushing against her ear. “You have five minutes,” he murmured darkly. “Then you find me.”

And with that, he turned and left.

The moment Y/N found him again, he didn’t waste time.

Lando pulled her into a darkened hallway, pressing her against the nearest wall. His hands were rough, desperate, tracing her curves like he needed to remind himself she was real, that she was his.

“You think it’s fucking funny?” he growled, his lips ghosting over her jaw. “Talking to him like that?”

Y/N gasped as his teeth grazed her neck, sucking just enough to leave a mark. “I was just trying to diffuse the situation—”

“Bullshit.” His fingers traced up her thigh, pushing her dress aside. “You like making me crazy, don’t you?”

Y/N gasped, her hands flying to grab his wrist, stopping him before he could go any further. “Lando, please,” she whispered, her voice desperate. “Don’t be crazy. This is a public place.”

Lando let out a low, humorless chuckle. “You think I give a fuck?” His eyes burned into hers, dark and unrelenting. “You fucking hurt me, Y/N.”

His grip tightened slightly, frustration rolling off him in waves. “You stand there, laughing with him, letting him think he has a chance. Like I’m nothing.”

“Lando—”

“No,” he snapped, his control slipping. “You don’t get to do that. You don’t get to fucking toy with me.”

Before she could respond, his lips crashed onto hers again, harder, rougher. A desperate, punishing kiss, full of anger and something deeper—something darker.

Neither of them noticed the faint click of a phone camera nearby.

Someone had been watching.

And this? This was about to become a scandal.

[amnesique]

Hi! Can you write a possessive Nick Leister imagine?

oh, mami — nicholas leister

the music was roaring in the speakers, people were whistling and cheering, so that the sound of the car wheels accelerating on the asphalt could barely be heard in all this chaos.

this is how one of the illegal car races was described. the car races where all the four gangs of the city used to be present, with the well-known son of a billionaire, nicholas leister, and the dangerous ronnie being the centre of the attention.

nicholas revved the engine, and the members of his gang, the red one, whistled for him once more.

you rolled your eyes, and fed up with the lead the leister young man had on your gang member, the blue ones, you placed your hands on the cheeks of another member of your gang and pulled him into a sensual kiss, just as the red car of that one rival passed by you, causing him to clench his jaw and lose his concentration. nicholas leister would never admit it, but he let you, a member of one of the opposing gangs, get under his skin.

you continued to kiss him and and cling onto his body, under the watchful eye of nicholas, who barely managed to get back on track, only after losing his lead.

his jaw was still clenched and he imagined how many ways he could kill the one you had the courage to kiss and touch him, as he pressed the accelerator without a second thought.

meanwhile, lion, his right hand, started yelling at him, cursing, trying anything, just to get his attention. and all in vain.

after all this time, the blue gang had managed to win a race with the famous leader of the red gang, and that was only because of you.

you pulled back, grinning satisfied with your plan, and walked away from the boy in front of you, walking away, not before giving him a friendly pat on the shoulder and a playful wink.

you took a walk by yourself where you knew you'd find a toilet, and after you got out of it, you were suddenly pulled and pressed against a wall by a much stronger and better-built body than yours, a man's body.

and before you could make any sound or see anything in the darkness that surrounded you, a hand made contact with your lips, blocking your cries from being heard.

the man you were glued to moved his mouth to your ears. "i don't think this was the smartest move on your part, what do you say?" he whispered to you.

at the sound of his voice you shuddered to the core and your toes curled involuntarily, feeling your knees weaker than they were minutes ago.

you knew that voice all too well.

when he realized you had no intention of yelling anymore, the man freed you and he took a few steps back, looking down on you due to the height difference.

"nick," you whispered his name in disbelief.

"in the flesh, love," he said, full of himself, and moved closer to you again, enough to put his hand on your waist and press lightly. "how did you allow that loser to kiss those lips that belong to me?" he asked you, his free hand casually touching your bottom lip.

you quickly turned your head, making him withdraw his hand. "i wear the blues bandana, nicholas. you have no right to mess with me."

he chuckled, amused by your remark, and glared at you. "that hasn't stopped me in the past," he began and moved his head to the area between your neck and collarbone, leaving soft wet kisses at the base of your neck, "and it won't stop me now either."

a faint sound, like a silent plea, left your lips as they felt his other hand on your waist as well.

"it should," you said in a weak voice, weighing the option of pouncing him and walking away from him or the option of begging him to make you feel pleasure again, as only he had managed to do.

he moved away from your neck, only to make a disapproving sound, then to moving from your neck to your lips, like a hungry lion getting its food after a long time.

you kissed him back far too quickly, allowing his tongue to explore your mouth, while you would've barely stayed on your feet if his hands on your waist hadn't held you against the wall behind you.

his kisses were maddening, knowing how to soften any girl just the way he wanted to, and you weren't the strongest fighter against those.

he broke away from your lips as quickly as he approached it, making space to give you both time to breathe as he lifted your legs up to wrap them around his body. "did he kissed you as well as i do?” he asked you, his breathing heavy.

you were silent, going crazy with the desire you felt, as your area was throbbing against his because of the position you were in, and you threw your head back, parting your lips.

"tell me," he whispered in a more serious tone, pressing you into that wall, against his hard chest, as you did with that guy. "did that loser manage to get you as wet as i do?"

"no," you murmured, way too fast, before you could stop yourself.

"what you said?" he asked mockingly as he slipped a hand over the space between his body and hers, fumbling with the button of the illegally short jeans you were wearing. "i don't think i heard you," he added, making his way under the fabric of your jeans to cover the area where you needed him the most through the material of your underwear.

you took a deep breath, bitting your bottom lip, and you could swear you could feel how he was getting harder and harder by any action you managed to do. "he couldn't get me as wet as you do," you managed to say, while his hands could feel you even better. in this case, you wouldn't have had a chance to lie to him.

"that's what i wanted to hear,” he said with a smirk on his lips and removed his hand as quickly as he suddenly put you down, you sighing involuntarily at the lack of your body being so close to him. "now," he said as you glared at him as deer in the headlights of his car, "i hope i don't have to make sure no one comes near you with my fists, because, love, you know very well that i'm capable of doing that too."

he walked past you, winking at you, letting you yearn for him, just like you had done before with that guy.

[selfcontrolskey]

“You’re an asshole”

❗️A little bit was my idea but the rest isn’t my idea❗️

nicholas leister x reader

Sorry for the povs switching so much and for how long this is 😅

( can we please get more fics about this man )

You're fighting your enemy in the training room. Nicolas, apparently the best underground fighter ever according to lion.

As I step forward to hit him he quickly steps back. He's fast, l'II give him that.

I hit him again this time not giving him time to step back. He softly chuckles and touches his jaw where I hit him.

"Not bad"

I quickly regain my position in order to strike again. But this time he’s the faster one. He blocks my hit and knees me in the stomach.

I slightly stumble backwards.

That son of a bitch he knew it was bruised from my previous fight. He strikes again this time aiming for my face.

I duck just in time. “Is that all you’ve got?” I ask teasingly. I strike forward but he blocks my hit and turns me around so my back is against his chest.

“Is that all you’ve got?” He says in a mocking tone.

I chuckle. “oh no, I still have something just for you.” I lift my leg and hit him right in his area before he could react.

He lets go of me and stumbles backwards.

“Got you again.” I smile proudly.

Nick’s pov:

“Is that all you got?” I ask using the same words she did. A little laugh escapes from her mouth. her head touching my chin in the meanwhile.

“Oh no. I still have something special just for you.” Before I can figure out what that means I feel a stinging pain near my dick.

I let her go and stumble backwards.

After a few seconds I stand straight ignoring the throbbing pain.

“Aw I’m sorry did that hurt?” A little smirk appears on her face.

I’m gonna kill her.

Her smirk disappears into something more serious. I regain my position and get ready to defend myself.

She quickly moves and slides her legs under mine. I step back just in time.

This time I step forward and kick her in the leg making her loss balance. With that she falls to the ground, right on her back.

I can hear her trying to catch her breath. “I’m sorry did that hurt?” She slowly moves her head and I can see she’s getting angrier by the second. I like it when she’s angry.

She slowly stands up and gets ready for another round. She’s a tough one. I’ll give her that.

I shake my head and chuckle.

“What? Afraid to lose?” She says.

“Like hell I am.” I say getting my hands ready to fight.

“Good” She responds getting ready as well.

Suddenly she looks to the left catching my attention. What the hell is she looking at? As I turn my head I’m welcomed with a fist to my face.

I stumble backwards but mange to remain my balance.

“Oh. So that’s how we’re playing now huh?”

I slowly wipe away the blood from my lips and look straight at her. She’s enjoying this.

"What, didn't expect that from a girl?" She says wiping the blood from her knuckles.

I give her a small smile and attack. My left fist first which she blocks. Then my right one, hitting her jaw. She quickly recovers and tries to knee me in the stomach. I grab her knee right before it reaches me.

"Not this time" Panick flashes her eyes so quickly I might think I imagined it. I push her back and slide my foot under her standing leg.

She falls but takes me down with her. Now I'm on top of her pinning her wrists down. Heavy breathing coming from both of us.

"Ready to give up?"

your pov:

Now he's on top of me and pinning my wrists. Heavy breathing coming from both of us.

"Ready to give up yet?” He asks with that stupid smirk of his. I slowly move my head forwards. I can feel his his breath on my lips.

"You know what. I actually like this position" I say seductively.

"Oh come on, you should know you can't play the same game two times"

"What if l'm not playing?" I breath out.

His eyes piercing through mine. "Forgive me for not really trusting your word" He whispers in my ears.

I quietly chuckle. “Good decision" I quickly move and pin him to the ground. Sitting on his lap, this time me pinning him down. I slightly move forward making him groan.

"What? Cat got your tongue?” He quickly glances at me and I can see desire and anger build behind his eyes. "You know what, l'll give you one more chance."

"One last round" I pat his chest and get ready to get up. Two hands suddenly pull me back down. His hands on my waist preventing me from getting up again. "Don't"

Confusion and realisation hit me at the same time. "Aw you don't have a crush on me do you?" I say leaning forward.

His hands tighten around my waist. "Don't move.”

nick’s pov:

She quickly moves and get's on top of me.

Oh fuck.

I slightly groan causing her to look at me. She slowly leans forward and an intense feeling goes right trough my body.

"What? Cat got your tongue?"

No, you just made me hard..

I close my eyes trying to focus on anything else but her sitting on my fucking lap.

"You know what?" She responds "I'll give you one more chance" I quickly open my eyes and see that she's sincere.

"One. Last. Round" She says holding up a finger. She patts my chest and get's ready to stand up. No fucking way she is getting up now.

I grab her by the waist and pull her back down. Another sensation strikes right trough my body. fuck, I'm hard. She softly yelp’s and looks confusing at me.

But not for long, her brain quickly catches up and knows what is happening. Her eyes suddenly fill with pleasure. "You don't have a crush on me do you?"

She leans forward and I cant help but tighten my hands around her small waist. "Don't move” I breath out.

Fuck, this feels good.

"Think of my mom" she says out of the blue. Did she just say what I think she did?

"What the hell."

"What? You want me to turn you on?"

“Not fucking help.”

your pov:

"Think of my mom" I suddenly blurt out.

He quickly glances at me with a "wtf" look. "What the hell.” He says.

“What?” I ask offended. “You want me to turn you on?"

“Not fucking helping.” he says closing his eyes again.

"Okay, just give me a second to think"

He slightly groans.

“Yeah, sure. Please take your time.” I ignore his comment and think.

Okay, this might work.

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

He suddenly opens his eyes and looks at me. “Why, you interested?"

At that I laugh. "Oh please"

His eyes slightly darken and something moves in my stomach.

“Just answer it"

"You think you'd be straddling my lap if I had one?”

"I'm not straddling your lap, I am simply just sitting on it" I say with confidence.

"It's your fault I have to sit on it anyway, so hurry and make it disappear."

"It's not a toy you know, you can't just fucking control it.”

"Fine, just hurry"

He sotfly laughs and shakes his head. A few moments pass and he looks more relaxed.

"You ready?" I ask so we can finally fight again.

"No, just give me a few more seconds."

I see a small smirk form on his stupid face.

oh this bitch.

“You’re nasty.” I say hitting his chest. I quickly get up and hear him laughing still on the floor.

"You can forget that last round" I say walking out of the training area.

"Why? Because you can't beat me?" As I turn around I can see he's standing again.

"Cmon just say it." He says walking closer to me.

“Say what? That you're an asshole? Gladly." He takes one step forward making him even closer to me. I slowly lift my eyes to meet his.

“Say it.”

“Say what?”

"That I'm better than you" I softly snort at that. He has some serious ego issues.

"Fine, just come a bit closer."

He slowly grins and steps closer.

I put my hands on his chest and stand on my tippy toes to whisper in his ear.

"You're."

I wait a second before continuing.

"an asshole."

I put my leg behind his and push him backwards.

He lands with a loud thud.

“Oops.”

"Did you want me to say something else?"

He looks at me and anger fills his eyes.

"I'm gonna kill you"

"Good luck trying"

I give him a wink and leave the training facility.

Nick’s pov:

Before I can realise what she is doing I land with a loud thud on the floor.

"Oops" she says looking extra innocently. "Did you want me to say something else?"

I glance up at her, pure anger filling me once again. This woman is gonna fucking mess me up.

"I'm gonna kill you" I say with gritted teeth.

She softly grins and gives me a wink. "Good luck trying.” Then she turns around and leaves me, her ass swaying slightly with every step.

Fuck.

SORRY ABOUT THE POV CHANGING SO MUCH 😭

and yes I used the ‘cat got your tongue’ thing again. Bite me. But I hope you enjoyed !

[evermoresversion]

CLEANING AND PATCHING NICK'S WOUNDS AFTER A FIGHT.

A/N I apologize in advance if there are any grammatical or spelling errors. English is not my first language.

PAIRING Nick Leister x Fem!Reader.

TW/TAGS Suggestive content, mention of wounds and blood.

SUMMARY Nick loses a fight for the first time and you're the only one he wants to see after this, leaving you to clean his wounds.

NICK'S MASTERLIST | MASTERLIST

It's well known that Nick knows how to fight well enough to come out unscathed from every fight he faces. But they say that there is a first time for everything.

So there was a first time for him walking out of a fight totally beaten up. His lip was split like his eyebrow, the cheekbone was completely purple and he has a black eye, besides that blood was beginning to drip from his lip.

He looked totally defeated.

"Nick!" you called him in a scream when you saw him lying face down on the ground. You tried to get closer but Lion stopped you until he himself got closer completely furious for having been so weak.

"I don't want to see anybody." He demanded turning his back to you when Jenna, Lion and Anna tried to approach him. "Where is she?" he asked realizing you weren't around. Besides that you were the only one allowed to see him so vulnerable. You're his safe place.

He turned around and when he saw you he walked towards you holding your hand, walking with you towards his car, leaving his friends abandoned in the place.

You didn't speak the whole way, watching him out of the corner of your eye.

Once at his house you both entered his room, you walked to the bathroom to find the first aid kit and return to the room, seeing Nick lying on his bed with his hands covering his face.

"Get up, love." You ordered softly and he obeyed you, sitting on the edge of his bed, you took a step to get between his legs, leaving the open medicine cabinet aside.

You took cotton and hydrogen peroxide, dipping the cotton with the liquid, rubbing the soft material over his wounds on his face, making him hiss.

"Sorry..." you commented, stopping for a moment, but he took your wrist to bring your hand closer to his face, inviting you to continue and you did so.

His gaze was lost, so much so that he didn't even notice when you finished cleaning him. You took his chin with your thumb and index finger.

"What do you have? What's going on with that pretty head of yours?" He would never get enough of your flattery, he took your waist pulling you closer to him, he buried his face in your abdomen and you ran your fingers through his hair, gently scratching his scalp.

"I was weak, I should have tried harder, I should have given more of myself." you felt the grip on your waist intensify.

"But love, you didn't know that would happen, it's not your fault." you murmured lowering your face to kiss his cheek and he denied letting go of your waist and uncovering his face from your abdomen.

His hair was messed up by your fingers a few seconds ago when they were in it.

"If it was my fault, if I…" you cut him off abruptly.

"No, I'm not going to allow you to blame yourself for something that clearly wasn't in your power, that's how it is, sometimes you win and sometimes you lose." you took his face in your hands, caressing his cheeks being careful not to touch his wounds. ""It's not your fault." His eyes were half open and he took your neck to kiss you with something similar to need.

He moaned in pain between your lips and you moved away from him, but he immediately brought your face closer to kiss you, his hands went down to your thighs, sitting you on his lap.

"Nick…" you murmured between his lips and he hummed, groaning as you pulled away. "you're hurt."

"and?"

"I don't want to hurt you anymore." you denied getting up from his lap, making him complain once more.

He flopped back on the bed once more, grunting as he accidentally hit a gash on his shoulder.

You smiled denying.

"I'm going to get something to eat and we'll watch a movie." You squeezed his leg affectionately, and he opened one of his eyes that had remained closed.

"Fine, but you owe me this." he demanded, making himself more comfortable on the bed and you nodded, laughing, knowing what he meant.

"Whatever you say, love."

disclaimer ── evermoresversion © 2023.

[jjmaybankswifeyx]

Always loved you

warnings: smut, dry humping, choking, 18+ !!

*do not translate or copy my work!!*

summary: jj and yn hate eachother but when her and the pogues get stuck on the island you and jj were forced to sleep next to eachother, but the pent up sexual tension finally breaks.

These past few weeks have been hard to say the least i have been so horny but i get no privacy here honestly i’ve always got jj around me teasing me constantly and always being a dick, i met jj 7 years ago and for some reason he’s always had an issue with me so i just reciprocated it but i don’t hate jj if anything i’d love to jump his bones but he clearly doesn’t feel that way about me so i push my feelings down.

but today has been really hard it’s been really hot, hotter than usual and i just want some release and your snapping at everyone. JJ comes over to you and starts saying how i need to make a fire i just snapped “fucking do it yourself” and you walked away into your little tent/hut you made you had been in there for hours and you were finally about to drift off until jj came in and layed next to you, for some reason he thought you were asleep and he gets closer and wraps his arm around you “i wish you see me how i see you cupcake” you start smiling at his comment and you shove your ass back towards him feeling his rock hard cock on your lower back he groans but you start to move your hips against his slowly, now he knows your awake and he grabs your throat not hard but hard enough to let out an involuntary moan you turn over and sit on his lap moving, grinding and shoving your hips down just for some friction “ah is this why you’ve been a little brat all day huh princess, just wanted to be whored out ?” he says with a grin still not letting go of your throat “hm jay please” you moan “what do you want baby” you stop grinding on him and slowly move your hands down the his cargo shorts and undo the buttons “hm okay baby” he says pushing his hips up, holding your hair back he’s pushing your head down slightly all you can hear is his moans and your choking soon as you fed him twitching you pull away “what the fuck” he says as you just hum pulling your shorts down and hovering over him he grabs your hips and slams you down on to him “mhh jay please faster” he flips you over and starts going at a inhuman pace my legs shaking, nobody has ever made me feel like before i feel drunk i can’t speak i’m just a moaning mess “gunna cu-m” you moan so loud sure the others can hear you guys “me too baby come with me” hm okay you moan as you come together.

you wake up the next morning with a smile on your face to turn to him and he’s gone ?

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[jammysworks]

smut below the cut

18+ MDNI

warning: p in v, ass grabbing, manhandling, oral mentioning (fem! receiving), jealous nick leister, dacryphilia, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it ladies and gentlemen), language

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“you’re so fucking needy, amor.” nick belted out through a groan. “grabbing onto him like that,” he continued as your figure began to squirm and moan underneath of him “you just can’t help yourself, huh? you got so wet at just the thought of me finding you begging to get your pussy ate by some imbécil.” he was so mad but all you wanted was his attention. he was just too busy with getting ready to race that he forgot about his girls needs. “mierda, stop squirming and take it.” he said as he gripped onto your left ass cheek toying with the flesh while his cock pounded into your sopping wet pussy. mewls and whines erupted from you; your back arching into a perfect u shape, your chest laying flat against his. grabbing onto his back seeming to be the only thing keeping you from slipping from reality. little did you know your nails were digging into the skin beneath, causing tiny droplets of blood to drip down. this infliction only seeming to stir him on more as he began going faster with his movements.

i got really lazy with this one, but improved work is on it’s way!! <3

[loving08]

Love or Pain

Nicholas leister x reader

summary: Y/N and Nicholas has been best friends since childhood but Y/N started to have feelings for Nick. will she confess her feelings to him or the entry of Noah in their life would change everything??

A long chapter**

*SMUT WARNING*

Part 9

It was a rainy day, the clouds in the sky outcast the sun, the rain was pouring but not very heavily, Y/N sat at the window in the room she was staying at Italy. she was looking outside the window, listening to the pitter-patter of the rain deeply in thoughts, she sighed and looked down at her phone.

She had just ended a call with her parents, since day one she has come here, her parents had called her everyday to know about her days and herself and she really felt better talking with them but today it was a complicated feeling she's feeling right now. her parents has informed her that they are having a celebration party due to the success and profit of a project they had invested in so they wanted her to come back home to be there with them. she knows she should go back, its already been 5 months but.... she scared... scared to meet Nick again. she doesn't know how he is, or anything about him, she has asked her parents once or twice but they never really told her anything so she stopped asking them.

She was thinking about what she should do when Jenna came into her room, Y/N looked up at Jenna and then again looked down at her phone. Jenna took a sit in front of her and asked "why are you looking so gloomy Y/N, is something bothering you". Y/N looked up at her and said "I... just had a talk with my parents, they are celebrating for their success and because of that they want me to come back" Jenna nodded her already understanding what she's thinking and said "and you are debating if you should go or not since its a party your family is organizing and obviously Nick's family will also be invited, and you are not sure to see him again" Y/N nodded her head and looked out of the window, she doesn't want to admit it but she's missing Nick, more than anything, she thought she might forget him or atleast lose the feelings she had for him but it seems like being away from him has made those feeling to grow even more stronger than before.

Jenna sighed and said "Y/N I will be honest with you okay, you know when I heard about what had happened I was angry and that's why I thought maybe you going away from Nick will might help you but since you have come here it feels like you lost a part of youself, it seems to me like you have left a piece of you behind. You are miserable without him Y/N and.... you didn't even heard about his feeling at all, we all have just assumed that Nick doesn't loves you but do we really know if its true or not" Y/N turned her head and looked at Jenna, Yeah what she's saying was true but Y/N was scared of his response, what if its a rejection, she doesn't wanted to know about that. Jenna looked at Y/N and said "I think you should go, we should go back, you need an answer Y/N, even a little closure but I will not force you, whatever your decision is I will always support you okay" she put her hand above Y/N's and gave her a gentle squeeze and left.

Y/N thought about all the things Jenna said and decided that she is right, she can't hide from Nick forever, and she needs closure and then decided they will go back. she told Jenna and later informed her parents that they are coming back tomorrow. Y/N's parents were delighted when they got to know that she's coming back, and they knows its also time for her and Nick to meet.

Y/N and Jenna reached their hometown airport around 8 in the morning, both were jet lag and Jenna directly took a cab and promised Y/N that she will come to the party later tonight.

When Y/N reached her home she saw all the decorating and smiled to herself, finally.... she's home. she goes inside and instantly brought into a hug by her parents as soon as they saw her and, then they talked about everything she did in Italy, after talking for an hour or so Y/N took her leave to get some rest. she lay at her bed and thinks how everything will go and then fall asleep. Y/N woke up later in the evening and started to get ready for the party, while getting ready she was feeling excited as well as nervous, excited for meeting her friends and nervous for meeting Nick after such a long time. A little knock at her door brought her back to reality and she goes to open her door and saw her mom, she let her inside and her mom said "oh my, you look so beautiful darling". Y/N smiled at her mom and thanked her. Her mom tells her "sweetie after the party ends or when you will want to end the night and rest, go to our other house through our backyard, since it will a long night you will not be able to rest here properly okay, now c'mom let's go down stairs everyone's here already". Y/N nodded her head and they left her room.

Downstairs people were mingling with each other, Nick has also arrived with his family and looked around to see if Y/N is here or not but gets disappointed when he doesn't see her and lefts his family to go near his friends, just when he reached his friends the whole hall become silent, he was confused why everyone was quiet and looked at one of his friends and looked at the direction they were looking and his breath got hitched when he looked up the stairs, Y/N with her mom were descending down the stairs, she was wearing a red dress that was showing her figure perfectly with a sweetheart neck, she was looking heavenly beautiful, and Y/N's breath too got hitched when she looked directly at Nick, making eye contact with each other, its like they were in their own world. Y/N was the one who broke their intense eye contact and greeted all the other guests who came up to congratulate them with her parents and a little later goes in the direction her friends were.

Nick's back was turned to her but he felt her even before she reached them and turned to face her. when she reached her friends, she hugged and kissed their cheeks and gave them a big smile, yes she did had fun in Italy but still she missed her friends very much. she was intentionally avoiding Nick's eyes and when Jenna saw what she's doing, she looked at Y/N and gave her a smriks and said "C'mom guys let's go to the bar" and take their friends away, leaving Nick and Y/N alone. Y/N wanted to leave too but knew that will make things awkward so she turned towards him and gave him a small smile and said "Hey Nick, have you been well". Nick felt his heart beat a little faster seeing her smile at him and gave her a big smile in return and nodded his head. A tense moment began to appear and Y/N sense it so she gave him a nod and said "well enjoy yourself then, I should go to my mom" and turned and left him there.

The party was going very well and it was already around 11 at night, Y/N was still tired from the jet lag and told her mom she's going to her room and calling it a night, she then bid her friends her goodbyes and left the party and goes to their other house and step out of her heels. when she reached her room, she took out her earrings and was about to reach for the dress zipper when a knock came at her door. she furrowed her brows and turned, when she saw Nick standing at the door, he took a step inside and locked the door behind him. Y/N looked at him and the door and said "Nick what are you doing here, did you need something". Nick just quietly stared at her and she gulped at her nerves, she knows what Nick's doing here and now she's scared, she looked down at her feet avoiding his eyes.

Nick sighed and said "you left Bee, you actually left, why..... why did you do that" she just continued to look down, tears started to form in her eyes, Nick came closer to her and lift up her chin and said "how can you do that Y/N, do you even know how much it was hurting me, to be here without you, it was hell Y/N hell, everyday I wanted to give up but the little hope I had that you will come back wouldn't let me" and let out a soft sob. Y/N gently wiped his tears and puts her hands on his face and said " I had no choice left Nick, everything was hurting too much and after confessing to you I didn't knew what to do, I didn't wanted to hear your rejection and knowing that I ruined our friendship too was way too much for me to handle all at once. I had to leave Boo".

"Who said you ruined our friendship or that I was going to reject your confession" at that Y/N looked up at him confused and said "were you not in love with Noah I have seen you guys, how you both interacted with each other and, and...." Nick softly touched her cheeks and said "I want to confess something" Y/N nodded her head. Nick took a deep breath and said "I have felt something about you for a very long time Bee but.... didn't knew what it really was, I always told myself how can I think about you like that, you are my best friend I shouldn't have those feelings towards you, I thought you will never like or love me in a romantic way at all.... but when you said that you do love me, I felt alive..." and looked down at her with so much love "I love you Bee, I love you so much, and nothing and nobody, not even time can change that, this earth is like a hell for me but you.... you are my heaven in this earth Bee, someone up there must be watching out for me you know, because they sent heaven's most beautiful and kindest angel into my life....., and you wanna know the best and the happiest I have ever felt was.... that moment when I discovered you loved me too. I know I have hurted you but I will show you and let you know how much I really loves you and I will never stop trying because.... when you find the one, you never give up" he gently put his forehead with her and lovingly said " I have always loved you Bee and I will always love you until my last breath".

Y/N was an emotional mess now, she can't believe what she's hearing, Nick, her Nick loves her back, he had loved her too. she wrapped her arms around him and rests her head in his chest listening to his heartbeat and calmed herself. A few mins later they both have stopped crying but they stayed in each other embrace with small smiles in their faces. Nick lowered his face near her ear and asked "Bee.... can I kiss you", Y/N took a step back and looked at his face, the loving and adoration look he had and slowly nodded her head.

Nick gently puts his hands on her cheeks and slowly brought his lips closer to her and softly brushes against it, after confirming she's not gonna step back, he kissed her properly, the kiss was nothing like they imagined, it was even better, it was passionate and loving and even more, a second later the kiss grew intense, Nick pulled Y/N closer and deepened the kiss. He started to walk her back towards the wall and pinned her there, Y/N broke apart from him, gasping for air, both were breathless. Nick started to kiss her in the jaw and little by little towards her neck, and then he sucked there. A soft gasp left Y/N mouth when he sucked at a particular soft spot and realizing it he sucked harder, and then stepped back, looking down at the mark he left, feeling satisfied, he then looked at her face, seeing the daze look, he let out a quiet groan and hold her hand and lead her towards the bed, pulled her closer, turning her back towards him and goes to her zipper to pulled it down.

He slowly pulled it down and quietly whispered in her "are you sure darling, we can stop if you want" Y/N shook her head and said "no its okay, I'm okay" and then... he finally pulled down the zipper and helped her out of it. His eyes racked through her body from up to down and let out a sigh, he knew that she's beautiful but this, damn... even words can't describe her beauty.

He came closer to her and kissed her again but this time with more hunger. he then gently lay her at bed and started to kiss down her collarbone, reaching above her valley of her breasts, he looked up at her, silently asking for her permission, she nodded her head slowly, watching him as he moves his hand behind her and undone her red lacey bra and throw it somewhere in the room, he gently palmed one of her breasts in his hand and give it a small squeeze, Y/N was breathing heavily and let out a gasp when Nick puts his mouth on her nipple and sucked and bite it roughly.

He removes his mouth from her nipple with pop sound and gives the same treatment to her other breast. He then started to kiss down her stomach and when he reached near her underwear, he gently removed it, Y/N was gasping for air, she was feeling pleasurable already and doesn't seems she can wait any longer. she let out a small whimper and said "Nick... I... I need more" Nick heard her and nodded his head, he started to kiss her inner thighs, and reached near her core and slightly lick it, she was already so wet for him, he then firmly sucks her there, Y/N let out moan at that, feeling very high and grabbed his hair. he started to suck harder when he realized she's near, he gave her a few more deep sucks when she let out a loud moan and came, Nick licked her up and move above her and looks down at her.

Her chest fall up and down and her eyes were closed, he gently pampered her face with kisses and waited for her breathing to get normal a little. Y/N opened her eyes and looked at Nick's eyes and gave him a small smile, Nick gave her a peck on her lips, and again kissed her and then suddenly insert a finger inside her, Y/N let out a small moan which he swallowed it and started to stretch her out, then inserts a second finger and crossed it. Y/N was not being able to form any words, she was already feeling so much pleasure that she can't imagine what Nick's really doing to her. She opened her cloudy eyes, looking at him, she let out a moan and said " I...ah...I want....um.. I want you Nick, please" she can't wait any longer. her core was throbbing, desperate for him, she wants to feel him inside her now. Nick licked his lips and said " I know sweetheart, I know, I'm gonna give it to you baby".

Nick stepped back and removed his shirt and pants and walked out of his boxer, totally naked. he came closer and grabbed his cock and gave it a few pumps and then lined it up at her entrance. Y/N let out such a loud moan when he pushed into her abruptly, plumbing deep, her soaked channel providing no resistance to his deep thrust, pulling him into her hilt with a ripple of excitement. Nick let out a groaned, slowly thrusting into her. Y/N clung to his shoulder and Nick firmly grabbed her waist. He waited for her to feel the pleasure again and when she did he started to thrust in to her deeply and roughly. Y/N was a moaning mess, her eyes rolled back and she was grabbing onto him tightly, already feeling a pressure started to build up and said " Nick oh my...I'm.. I'm gonna...ah...cum...oh god". Nick started to thrust more roughly and faster and said "yes baby cum for me, let me know how much pleasure I gave you, let me feel your cum around me" Y/N clenched her soft walls around his length and his thrust started to grow clumsier and more sloppy, nearing his own end. "Fuck....oh my god...ah." Y/N cursed digging her nails onto his biceps and came hard and a few more thrust and Nick too came as hard as her.

Nick plops on top of her, both breathing heavily, then slights down to the side and pulled her closer to him and hugged her tightly, her body felt light on top of him, breathing gradually became even, Nick sighed and caresses her hair softly. "are you okay baby, I didn't hurt you anywhere" Y/N looked up at him lovingly and gave him a smile "no you didn't, and....it was amazing" and they both let out a small laugh.

A little later Y/N let out a yawn and closed her eyes drifting off to sleep, Nick looked down and smile at her with so much love and adoration and said "I love you so much Bee, I will always love you...., have a very sweet dream my love" and kissed her forehead, closing his eyes, holding her closer to him, feeling content again and drift off to sleep too.

Epilogue

[isuckatwritingsobenice]

Hi guys!! I wanted to get your opinion on two ideas I have written and which one you want to see first!!

Idea 1: You don’t belong in my world, but I can’t seem to let you go.

You moved to London for a fresh start, but getting involved with Nick Leister was the opposite of that. He’s trouble—fast cars, underground fights, and a reputation that precedes him. He keeps warning you to stay away, but every time he sees you with someone else, he’s right back at your door, pushing his way in. The city’s dangerous at night, but the real danger is the way he makes you feel—like maybe you do belong in his world after all.

Idea 2: Kiss me like you mean it. Like you’ll still want me tomorrow.

Nick kisses you like he’s afraid to want you. Like this is a mistake waiting to happen. You pull away, searching his eyes. “Kiss me like you mean it,” you murmur, fingers curling into his jacket. “Like you’ll still want me tomorrow.” He swallows hard, hands tightening on your waist. “That’s the problem,” he whispers. “I do.” And then he’s kissing you again, but this time, there’s no hesitation—just want, just need, just the promise of something more.

Let me know which one you guys want to see first!! And as always send in requests!!

Edit: both are now posted!!

[isuckatwritingsobenice]

PLEASEE MAKE MORE ON NICK LEISTER LONDON X READER IT COULD BE A SERIES OR LIKE A SHORT STORY ANYTHINGG.😩😩😩🙏🙏

IM WRITING MORE FOR HIM NOWW!!!

I have two posts in my drafts that may or may not be getting posted soon 👀👀

[isuckatwritingsobenice]

Mean It

Synopsis: it’s hard to act like you don’t want someone. not when it seems like they can’t decide if they’ll want you when the sun comes up. but protecting your heart comes first, even if it means acting like you don’t care too.

The London skyline glows against the dark, the city alive with lights and distant sounds. The air is thick with the scent of rain, pavement still slick from the earlier downpour. You stand outside Nick’s penthouse, arms wrapped around yourself, trying to find the courage to leave.

You should.

But you never do.

The door creaks open behind you. You don’t have to turn around to know it’s him. His presence is enough—heavy, suffocating, something you feel in your bones.

“You always do this,” his voice is low, rough like he’s been smoking too much.

You exhale sharply. “Do what?”

Nick steps closer, the space between you growing smaller, more suffocating. “Act like you don’t care. Like this doesn’t mean anything to you.”

You turn to face him, your chest tightening at the way he looks at you—like you’re something fragile, something breakable, something he wants but refuses to claim.

“It doesn’t,” you lie.

Nick scoffs, shaking his head. His jaw tightens, hands slipping into the pockets of his leather jacket. “Yeah? So why are you still here?”

Your breath hitches. You don’t have an answer, not one that won’t destroy you both.

The city hums around you. A siren wails in the distance. The wind brushes against your skin, cold and biting, but not as sharp as the silence between you.

“You should go,” he mutters. His voice lacks conviction.

You swallow hard. “Is that what you want?”

Nick hesitates. He always hesitates. You watch the conflict play out in his expression—the way his hands clench at his sides, the way his mouth presses into a hard line, the way his eyes flicker with something dangerously close to regret.

“You know it’s not,” he finally admits, voice barely above a whisper.

Your heart stammers, but you refuse to let yourself feel hopeful. You’ve done this before—this dance of almosts and maybes. And it always ends the same way: with you walking away, with Nick pretending he doesn’t care.

“I can’t keep doing this, Nick,” you say, voice unsteady. “I can’t keep being something you only want when it’s convenient for you.”

His gaze darkens. “That’s not fair.”

“Isn’t it?” Your hands tremble, but you force yourself to meet his eyes. “You pull me in, you push me away. You kiss me like you need me, but you never let me stay.”

Nick exhales sharply, raking a hand through his hair. He looks tired, like he hasn’t slept in days. “I don’t know how to do this,” he mutters, voice raw.

“Do what?”

“This.” His hands move wildly, frustration laced in every word. “Feel something. Want something. Want—” He stops himself, jaw clenching. “Want you.”

Your chest tightens. You should hate him for this, for being so reckless with your heart. But you don’t. You never do.

“Then show me,” you whisper.

His eyes snap to yours.

“Kiss me like you mean it,” you continue, stepping closer. “Like you’ll still want me tomorrow.”

Nick stills, his breathing uneven. His eyes flicker to your lips, then back to your eyes. For a moment, you think he’s going to push you away again, that he’s going to let the weight of whatever this is crush him.

But then—

He moves.

Fast. Desperate.

His hands grip your face, fingers tangling in your hair, and then his lips are on yours—fierce, consuming, like he’s trying to memorize you. Like he’s terrified of losing you.

It’s different this time. There’s no hesitation, no reluctance. Just need.

Your hands fist into his jacket, pulling him closer, deeper. The taste of cigarette smoke lingers on his tongue, mixing with something unmistakably him. His lips move against yours with a hunger that makes your knees weak, makes you forget every reason you ever had to leave.

Nick kisses you like he’s drowning, like you’re the only thing keeping him afloat. His hands slide down your back, pulling you flush against him. You can feel his heart pounding against your own, erratic and wild.

But it’s not enough.

Not yet.

You pull back, just enough to look at him. His pupils are blown, his lips swollen. His breathing is ragged, and he looks at you like you’re the only thing that exists.

“Tomorrow,” you murmur, searching his face. “Will you still want me tomorrow?”

His hands tighten on your waist. For a second, you think he might lie, might tell you what you want to hear. But then—

“I don’t know how to want anything else,”

[amnesique]

bad liar — nicholas leister

he is going to pay, you thought to yourself as you approached the specific red car when everyone was distracted by the break and the owner was who knows where, doing who knows who.

you opened the gas tank quickly, being prepared to pour quite a large amount of water into it, wanting to harm the engine of his beloved car. you wanted to hit him where it hurt the most.

you knew how much that car meant to him, like to any other boy.

"what the hell are you doing here?" a low voice came from behind you, in a harsh whisper, and your hand froze on the gas tank flap.

you intentionally let the container of water fall from your hand on the cold ground, cursing under your chin, not before turning to him, looking at him with wide eyes through your thick lashes.

"what do you mean?" you tried to play the fool, even though you knew he was good at reading you.

“don't act a fool with me,” he read your mind and put his hands on the car behind you, blocking your way out.

you took a deep breath and let your back to bend against the door of his car, which you had thought of destroying it just minutes before.

"who made you do this?" he asked, moving so close to you that his words tickled your lips. "was it ronnie?"

you exhaled the air from your lungs, over his full lips. "i don't know what you're talking about," you replied, trying to keep up with your role.

"is that so?" he asked, a rhetorical question, and moved closer to your ear, breathing over it, as one of his hands wrapped around your waist, squeezing gently. you were wearing a crop top and his touch felt like it burned you.

you nodded, surprised by his sudden touch on your skin, and he took the moment as a sign to continue what he was doing, slowly —but surely— moving his hand lower and lower. "are you sure?" he asked.

you stopped a sigh from escaping your lips, bringing them together.

you nodded again.

"you're not very good at acting against me, you know that, right?" he teased you, his both hands now slipping under the material of the black short skirt you were wearing, tracing its way to cupping your ass.

"fuck you," you briefly murmured the only words you were able to say, being lost in his touch.

a low chuckle left his lips, accompanied by his signature grin. "you would love to do that, wouldn't you?" he gripped your skin tighter between his fingers, pulling you closer to him, pressing you against his hard chest and earning a soft whine from you as you felt his bottom against yours. only a few pieces of material will stop you. "i knew you'd love it," he answered to himself, being too sure of himself because of the sound you made because of him.

"it's not what you think," you said, trying to keep control of your own body, but the weak tone of your voice was giving you away.

he looked at you, running his tongue over his cheek, only for him to grin again. "no?"

"no," you said, and tried to pull yourself away from him, but he pulled you close again, creating a slight rubbing sensation that made you close your eyes.

“you're a bad liar,” he said and took his hands off of you, as he walked around the car and got behind the wheel, getting ready for the race and leaving you to regret not being honest with him.

[jjmaybankswifeyx]

WHY IS THERE NO ZACH JUSTICE X READERS ON HERE THAT MAN IS LITERALLY A GOD LIKE COME ON

guys ik i keep spam tagging but whoever sees this if u have an interest in this man and decide to make something PLEASE @ me !!!!!!

[jjmaybankswifeyx]

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[evermoresversion]

Hi, i hope your having a great day so can you write something like movie scene you know there is a pool scene between noah and nick can you write this between reader and nick maybe a little bit of smut.

I really enjoy reading your one shots with nick you are the only nich writer no one else wirte nick one shot love ya🥰

CLOSER, NICK LEISTER.

A/N It's been a while since I last wrote for Nick. I hope I haven't lost practice, aaa.

PAIRING Nick Leister x Fem!Reader

TW/TAGS Established relationship, smut, suggestive content, MDNI, 18+, fingering, praise kink.

SUMMARY It's the hottest day of the year, so you and Nick go in the pool, but the heat takes over both of you, leading you to warm up in another way.

NICK'S MASTERLIST | MASTERLIST

It was the hottest day of the year and you were both in his room.

He was lying in a starfish position on his bed and you were sitting in an armchair that he had in his room.

He was shirtless while you were wearing shorts and a sleeveless top.

"What if we go in the pool?" he offered and you mentally hit yourself for not having thought of that option before.

"Please," you almost jumped out of the chair to get up although you complained as soon as the fake leather of the chair stuck to your skin from the sweat that your legs had shed. "shit."

He laughed getting out of bed and walking to the door, he opened it and stepped aside for you to come through.

"Ladies first," he bowed and you laughed at his antics, bowing back, walking out of his room with him following you. "Whoever gets there first chooses the food." he said and started running down the stairs.

"Wait what? Hey cheater!" you started running after him while the two of you laughed.

"Watch out kids!" exclaimed one of the women who works for the Leister family.

"As kids they no longer have anything."

And when you were about to arrive, Nick arrived first and jumped into the pool, drenching your clothes with splashing water.

"Nicholas!" you exclaimed indignantly and moved closer to the edge, dropping to your knees in front of him as he surfaced. "does cheating have fun?"

"A bit." He sentenced and took you by the hand, pulling it to submerge you in the water next to him.

You swam to the surface and took a deep breath already outside.

"I don't know how to swim!" you exclaimed pretending to drown and he quickly swam towards you to take you in his arms.

You laughed out loud looking at him.

"You always fall." you said and left him confused but he immediately understood.

"Fuck off." He laughed letting you go, you knew perfectly well how to swim but whenever the two of you were in a pool you made a joke of not knowing how to swim and he always fell.

You submerged again to be able to accommodate your hair and enjoy the cool water on your face warmed by the sun.

"It's delicious." you murmured with your eyes closed, running your hands through your hair, feeling the contrast of the sun on your skin and the cold water.

When you opened them you saw that Nick was looking at you with a sweet smile. You swam back to him and he immediately welcomed you into his arms, pulling you closer to him.

You put your arms over his shoulders, caressing his tanned skin, running your hand through his wet hair.

He caressed your cheek and smiled even more as soon as he saw and felt you lean into his touch.

He leaned his face towards yours and his lips caught yours in a slow but passionate kiss.

His grip was firm on your legs, moving up to your thighs while his body was glued to yours, imprisoning you between the wall of the pool.

His lips moved skillfully over yours, your hand gently tugged at his hair. That was enough for one of his hands to go to one of your ass cheeks and squeeze it.

You felt his cock harden on your lower abdomen and your hand that wasn't in his hair went down to his crotch to caress him over his shorts.

He growled low on your lips and broke away from them to breathe.

You brushed your nose against his in a small show of affection, making him smile.

Your lips went to his ear to murmur the words that would make him lose what little self-control he had left.

"I need you right now."

You left a quick kiss behind his ear, then looked back at him. He attacked your lips again, positioning his hand on your neck without pressing, yet.

His tongue found its way into your mouth and it searched for yours, colliding with each other.

You felt his hand work its way between your legs as his body moved slightly away from you.

He pushed aside the cloth that covered your cunt, teasing between your lips.

A moan left your lips and he kissed you again to silence any sound you might make, since the two of you weren't alone.

"Remember to be quiet doll, you don't want anyone else to know how much you enjoy that I fuck you, do you?"

And after that he kissed you again, and you dug your nails into his shoulders when you felt his fingers move skillfully and quickly on your clit.

"F-fuck—" you gasped softly biting your lip and closing your eyes.

He watched every reaction he stole from you with his every action. Getting turned on with the sight of you enjoying how it made you feel.

After a few seconds, he introduced two of his fingers into your pussy, making you bite your lip hard to keep from moaning.

He began to move them at a steady, fast pace, or at least as fast as the water would allow him.

"You're making me feel so damn good." you gasped closing your eyes.

He brought his lips to your neck to leave wet kisses and marks.

Although his arm was beginning to get tired, he did not slow down the pace with which he penetrated you with his fingers.

You tightened your walls around his fingers as you felt the knot of pleasure in your abdomen.

"You look so fucking gorgeous like this." he murmured and smiled when he felt how you tightened around his fingers again.

He turned his attention back to the little button of nerves that would take you over the edge and you scratched at his back to hold on to something as the orgasm hit you like a truck.

You covered your own mouth with your hand to keep from screaming and your eyes were squeezed shut.

Your chest rose and fell with your erratic breathing. He kissed your cheek, forehead, nose and lips lovingly, moving his hand away from your center after adjusting the lower part of your clothes.

"I love you." you murmured smiling, hugging him and he smiled leaving a peck on your lips.

"I'm not done with you." He declared lifting you by the waist to sit on the edge of the pool, making you giggle knowing that he could handle you with his strength like a rag doll.

He got out of the pool and helped you up to walk back into his room.

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[evermoresversion]

WISH YOU WERE SOBER, NICK LEISTER.

PAIRING Nick Leister x Fem!Reader.

TW/TAGS Alcohol abuse.

SUMMARY You and Nick are friends, he likes to go to parties, you don't so much, but that didn't stop him from taking you to all of the parties he was invited to, and in one of them when he was drunk he confessed what he felt, although you wished he had told you sober.

SONG Wish You Were Sober by Conan Gray.

NICK'S MASTERLIST | MASTERLIST | PART TWO

You had never been a fan of parties and if someone had told you that a certain black-haired boy would come into your life to take you to any party that crossed his mind, you would have laughed yourself to death.

Nick ensures that you are with him all the time, since according to him, you need to enjoy your youth more. But you were perfectly fine with enjoying your youth by staying home or going anywhere other than to a party.

The two had totally different definitions of fun.

"This party is shit." You declared looking at all the people who were focused on drinking, kissing someone or dancing between sweaty bodies. Gross.

"What do you say? If it's one of the best parties I've ever thrown, you break my heart." Nick pouted a smile as he looked at you.

"Whatever, I wish we could go." he just laughed leaning down to kiss your lips briefly, surprising you. He moved away from you to receive more guests. Plus it went without saying that he was drunk as fuck.

"What was that, queen?" Jen asked approaching you, she saw what had happened between you two a few seconds ago.

"Not even I know." You shrugged and saw that she was carrying two drinks, she followed your gaze and offered you a drink. "No, thanks."

"I wasn't asking you, take one at least." You knew that she would never give you any adulterated drink or anything like that, so you decided to have at least one drink.

"Thank you."

Nick once again approached the two of you, hugging you by the shoulders, pulling you close to his bare torso. He smelled of alcohol and his perfume that he always wears and was so well known for your nose.

"Don't drink anymore, please." you begged sighing looking at the people in the pool.

He looked at your drink and chuckled.

"So what do you do?" He mentioned pointing to your drink.

"But it's only one drink, you've drink around ten since we got here, if not more."

"They're not that many." he sneered and you removed his arm from your shoulders.

"Whatever, I'm leaving."

You started walking away from there, hoping with all your heart that Nick was following you. And you realized that was the case when you heard that he was exchanging drinks with a girl.

You both walked back to the exit of the place, which surprised you because he's the life of the party.

You entered your car since Nick's condition was not suitable for driving.

"Shall we go to your house or mine?" He cut you off by kissing you needily, lowering his hands to your waist, sending shivers down your spine as you felt the cold of his rings against your warm skin.

"What are you doing?" you pulled away confused and his eyes remained closed.

"I love you." he murmured kissing you again. Those three words made your heart race as you kissed him back.

After a few seconds both moved away, he kissing your forehead to let you drive. And you decided that the best thing was to go to his house.

"Real sweet, but I wish you were sober." you muttered under your breath, adjusting the mirror and seeing that he was already asleep.

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