#nick thots

[defuckingthrone-dot-com]

“Now your gonna behave like the good girl you are and do whatever Nick & I tell you to, okay?”

“Yes Papi Dierkes”

[miamaimania]

Captivating Beauty: Duckie Thot Shines in Vogue UK's April 2019 Issue, Lensed by Nick Knight

[navybrat817]

Naughty indulgence, lovelies. Join me.

Warnings: Free use, reverse harem of sorts, mention of aftercare

banner by the talented @cafekitsune

You're tired. Exhausted. You can barely stand on your own two feet. You don't want to do anything except lay in bed, stare at your ceiling, and forget about your stresses.

But your partner decides to have a guy's night. It's fine, even if it slightly annoys you that he chose tonight. He assures you it'll be a good stress reliever. You don't see how, but you can suck it up and deal with the noise for a few hours, right? Besides, they're nice guys and they adore you. Each and every one of them.

So you greet the group with a tired smile and they immediately offer to take care of everything. You're not cooking or getting them drinks. No waiting on them. You just sit and relax. Have a good time.

Oh, there's no chair for you. Just take turns sitting on their laps. A drink or two in their hands may start to wander and you might feel their bulges press against you when you move your hips. Your partner doesn't mind. He encourages it. He even suggests laying you on the table so the real fun can begin.

So later when your partner casually sips his drink and watches while his friends pass you around and take turns ruining your holes, you realize the guy's night is all about you. You don't need to think tonight. And what better way to make you feel better and appreciated than to give you orgasm after orgasm?

And the praise. Telling you how pretty you are as you're bouncing on a cock. How good you are when you're put on all fours. How your job doesn't deserve you when you're choking on another dick. You should just quit. Let them take care of you and just take their loads.

You're barely awake when your partner finally takes his turn, fucking your sloppy hole in deep, almost agonizing thrusts. You manage a moan when he says he’s almost there. He’ll get you off again, too. You almost black out when he does.

He'll clean you off when he's done and tell you how well you did. How perfect you are. They'll take turns cuddling you and making sure you get enough to eat and drink. They'll convince you to quit your job. It's for the best.

Besides, who wouldn't want to be their little party favor?

So, lovelies. Who is your partner? His friends? And who went first?

Love and thanks for indulging. ❤️

[defuckingthrone-dot-com]

UMMMM

Worship.

A little thigh worshiping which became something more by Mr. Ruffilo inspired by @beachbabey

CW: Smut which includes fingering (f!receiver), oral (f!receiver), squirting, rope bondage, alot of praise, sweet talk, general talking you through it, soft!dom vibes.

Divider: Silent-stories.

Smut under the cut 🔞 Minors DNI

"I love the way you moan. You have such a sexy voice." Nicholas say's between the kisses he leaves, working over your chest, drawing his attention onto your nipples and taking them into his mouth. His tongue is soft and wet against the sensitive bud and your back arches as much as it can in this position. The soft rope bites into your skin in a way that enhances the pleasure you're already feeling, contorted into a position which allows for him to explore you freely. Your arms are tucked behind your back and your knees drawn up with your thighs spread wide and every touch sends a pulse of electricity down to your core.

You moan again at the feeling of his mouth and you could curse him for dragging out your pleasure, but you don't because truthfully you love it when he takes his time like this. The idea of edging is beyond just focusing between your thighs, he focuses on every inch of you until you're a complete writhing mess.

"There’s so many places my mouth needs to go." He says between the multiple slow kisses he pleases down along your body, moving away from your chest towards your stomach and you cannot help but to squirm beneath him.

"I especially love the way you squeal and squirm when I put my mouth right here, right on your stomach." He lets out a low chuckle as he does it again and you fall into the trap of reacting just how he wants you to. "So sensitive…" and he's such a tease, you think.

"And your thighs are driving me crazy." Here he goes, you think. He's finally going down to where you need him the most, clenching around nothing while aware he won't be giving you the pleasure you truly desire, not yet anyway. "I love them. I just want to bury my face in them." His touch is a gentle stroke along the soft skin of your inner thighs, his thumbs just grazing against your folds and it's enough to elicit a whimper from you. "Nick..."

"Yes, darling?" When he looks up at you from between your thighs you make another moan because fuck he looks beautiful and you know that he's only going to gently coax you into saying what it is you want while continuing to torment you in such a sweet fashion.

"Please..." You're silently begging for him to follow through with his words while he gazes up at you, feigning ignorance with a slight tilt of his head.

"Please what?"

You wish that you could grab him by his hair and push him between your thighs to urge him to carry on but there's no doing that in this position.

"My thighs, please..." You're whimpering and the only touch he is giving you are small circles with his thumbs on the inner of your thighs, just above your knees. He has such a hold over you that even the slightest touch makes you weak and you can feel the way you're clenching around nothing again, the full ache from not being touched at all growing between your thighs, dripping with your wetness.

He gives in, not for you but for himself and you can feel that with the growing intensity of the kisses he starts placing up along your inner thigh, licking and nipping at your skin. You know there will be little marks left behind when he's finished worshiping you properly.

"But as much as I like your thighs I can’t give them all my attention. There’s something else I think you like having licked." The sound of his voice pulls you back from the daze his mouth on your thighs alone caused and you can feel the heat of his breath against your pussy as he whispers. "Let me taste your clit."

With slow and sensual strokes, he pushes between your wet folds, your hips raising even slightly despite your restriction and he continues to whisper lowly in between his strokes, guiding you to feel and hear every move he's currently making. "Feel my tongue sliding up and down, going in between your lips and back up to your clit, tasting how wet I’ve made you."

Each time he circles your clit you let out a deep moan, feeling how sensitive you've become from all of his teasing and he's more than happy to highlight that to you. "You're so sensitive from all of my teasing, aren't you darling? I'm going to keep teasing you for a bit more though, before I find that perfect rhythm, moving my tongue back and forth." You gasp when his tongue finds that perfect rhythm, moving quicker and giving you the friction and attention you needed. You whine because he's strung you up so high you fear you won't be able to hold on much longer.

"It’s so fucking good." He repeats the words, but they're more for himself you think because his mouth remains hungry on your cunt, happily devouring you. "Would you like it if I slipped my fingers inside you and fingered you while I licked you?" You almost don't catch the murmuring of words, but you do feel his fingers as they enter you, curling to press against your front wall and making you let out another moan as you clench around him. It's nothing compared to his cock, but god it'll do for now. It's some relief and much needed.

"God, I love hearing you moan like that so much." His words make you clench more around his fingers and you're practically writhing beneath him, the feeling of your climax tight in your stomach as it builds.

"Please can I cum? Please?" You start to beg him in soft whispers, needing that release which he has driven you up towards and he happily gives you permission, encouraging you as he slides his fingers in and out of you, fucking you with them to the rhythm of his tongue.

"Fucking cum for me, darling. Cum around my fingers, cum over my tongue, I want to taste you."

it doesn't take much more before you feel the wave cascading over you, your body trembling with the intensity as you let out a loud cry, cumming around his fingers and over his tongue as requested, feeling the wetness from the intensity of it all squirting from you and you know he's succeeded again in doing the only thing which he can do.

[leneishere]

FUCK

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MORE - M. STURNIOLO

WARNINGS: suggestive content. enemies to lovers, CURSING, FIGHTING KINDA, BICKERING, MATTS KINDA MEAN BUT READER TOO.

NOTES: minors preferably dni, but I'm not ur mother so whatever. lowercase intended.

Despite being enemies, you've noticed that Matt has been a bit more tolerant towards you lately. You're currently in the living room with Nick and Chris, but they've just left, leaving you bored and with nothing to do. You decide to venture into Matt's room, hoping to find some entertainment.

As soon as he hears your footsteps, he looks up from his phone, lets out a heavy sigh and rolls his eyes in annoyance. "Get out," he says curtly, his tone laced with irritation.

You reach out and grab one of the stuffed log-shaped pillows lying on the couch and respond with a simple and resolute "No."

With a flick of a wrist, you toss the pillow lightly into the air, watching it twirl before catching it again.

As you toss the pillow, Matt rolls his eyes, not even bothering to look up from his phone. However, a small smile plays on his lips. After a few moments, he gives up and his phone buzzes with a new notification.

He catches the pillow mod-air and looks up at you for the first time in a minute. With a smirk, he puts his phone down on the coffee table and says, "I see you want some attention."

You ask with interest, "what makes you say that?" as you quickly take the pillow from his hands and continue to toss and turn the soft pillow, eagerly waiting for his answer.

He raises an eyebrow, seemingly amused by your playful behavior. His eyes follow you as you move around the room, seemingly lost in thought. He then speaks up, his voice filled with a hint of sarcasm.

“Oh, I don’t know, it’s not like you walked into my room to get attention and stay longer. Nope, not at all.”

He stares at you for a beat, a smirk forming on his lips as he teases you. The playful tone in his voice makes it clear that he's not being serious.

“Do you need my attention that bad, baby?” he asks, still grinning.

You let out a small chuckle and playfully toss the pillow at his face before standing up from the foot of his bed.

"Well, it seems like you're just looking for a way to give me attention, and I'm feeling a little bored," I retort with a sassy smirk on my lips as I reach for the doorknob. "i want coffee, drive me there?" I ask as I swing the door open and begin to step out.

Matt, who had been lying down on the bed, catches the pillow you threw at him and sits up. He looks at you with a playful expression and asks, "Aww, you're bored?"

You nod your head in agreement, feeling a bit restless. Matt gives you a cocky smile and tosses the pillow back at you as he gets up from the bed. He starts walking towards the door and just before he steps out, he turns around and looks at you with a smirk on his lips.

"You know," he says, "I'll go get coffee with you, but I'll need something in return."

As his words hit your ears, you come to an abrupt stop and a swarm of thoughts floods your mind.

Turning slightly to face him, you raise an eyebrow and place a hand on your hip, curious about what he meant by his word choice.

"Something like what?" you ask, hoping for more information to clarify his intentions.

As you stand there, feeling a bit flustered after Matt's comment, he smirks at you, clearly enjoying the effect his words had on you. You wait, curious to hear what his condition for taking you on might be. Matt takes a moment to pause as if he's building up the suspense.

Then, he says with a playful glint in his eye, "Well, I'm only going to take you on one condition..." You can feel your heart racing as you wait for him to reveal his condition.

Matt gives you a sly smile, almost daring you to guess what it might be. You rack your brain, trying to come up with a guess, but before you can say anything, Matt's voice interrupts your thoughts. "You need to give me a kiss."

Your eyes widen in surprise, and you can feel the heat rising to your cheeks. Matt's smirk widens, and he looks at you expectantly, waiting to see what you'll do or say next.

Your lips curled into a sly smile as you let out a small laugh, "Oh please."

You couldn't help but feel a surge of power knowing that you had gotten under his skin. you stepped into the dimly lit room and shut the door behind you, the sound of the latch echoing in the silence.

"You want me that bad?" You taunted him, your voice laced with mocking mean humor, as you walked towards him, your shoes clicked on the hardwood floor.

I could see his eyes darting nervously around the room, unsure of how to react to my words. I stopped short of him, my face inches away from his, my eyes narrowing as I took in his expression.

You could feel the palpable tension in the air as you stood there, face-to-face with him. You could almost hear his heart beating like a drum as he tried to maintain a calm and collected demeanor.

He seemed unsure of how to react. You were standing so close to him that you could smell the cologne on his skin. He stood frozen in place, his eyes narrowed as he watched you intently.

His initial smirk had faded, replaced with a slight shade of red on his cheeks. Every detail of this moment was etched in your memory, from the way his hair fell across his forehead to the creases in his shirt as he shifted slightly in place.

You position your body to block his field of vision, observing his muscles flex as he puts his hands on the bed beneath him. With agitated breaths, he leans back, trying to regain composure. You were so close to him that you could feel his breath on his skin.

"What's the matter?" you ask, your head tilting to the side mockingly. "Not feeling so brave now, are we?" I let out a laugh, relishing the power I held over him at that moment.

Matt's body language changes as he shifts slightly, trying to get a better look at you. His eyes scan the room, then he catches yours and holds your gaze for a moment. You can see a hint of attraction in his expression as he raises an eyebrow, trying to hide his feelings.

You could almost hear his thoughts as he wondered if you were mocking him and why he didn't move earlier. He swallows audibly, trying to calm himself as his eyes roam over your figure, taking in your curves and features.

The air was thick with tension and each passing moment felt like an eternity. Your heart was racing and you couldn't help but bite down on your lips nervously. You couldn't shake the doubt from your mind - did he like you or was he just playing around? Was he serious about his feelings or were you just another game to him?

As you moved closer to him, your breaths grew shaky and your nerves were on edge. The tension between bothe of you was palpable and you knew that you had to find some way to release it.

Your faces were mere inches apart now, and you took in every fine detail of his features. You were mesmerized by his beauty and couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking.

But the moment was fleeting and you knew that you had to make your move - either now or never. The weight of the decision was heavy on my shoulders, but you were determined to take the chance.

Matt's breaths grew heavier with each passing moment as his eyes betrayed his fear and attraction towards you.

He couldn't help but look you up and down and follow your every move with his gaze. As he leaned in closer, his eyes searched yours, and time seemed to stand still as the two of you were the only ones in the room.

When his lips finally pressed against yours, it was a slow and soft kiss that sent his heart racing and his breaths becoming shallow and fast. Every moment seemed to be amplified.

The moment your lips touched, you felt the tension between you two break. You couldn't help but wonder what you had been thinking before, as everything felt so right at that moment.

The feeling of his lips on yours was nothing short of amazing. They were soft and tasted sweet, and it felt like a perfect fit for both of us. You couldn't resist the urge to pull him closer, and your hands instinctively found their way to his hair, wrapping around his head.

As we leaned in for another kiss, you felt my heart rate quicken. This time it was more passionate, and you savored every moment of it. It was as if you both had been longing for this all along, and finally, the universe had aligned to bring you together.

As you ran your fingers through his hair, Matt shivered with pleasure. He drew you in closer, his hands cradling the back of your head as he tasted the sweetness of your mouth.

His breaths grew ragged and he let out a low groan, his desire for you almost overwhelming. As he slowly pulled away from the kiss, he kept his hands on your body, his half-closed eyes locked on yours. His warm breath washed over your cheeks and he let out a soft moan before speaking “Now is that a good enough reason for me to get your attention?”

As I held him close, I whispered in his ear, "What if I wanted more?" My voice carried a hint of mischief.

You leaned in and slowly traced kisses along his neck, starting at the base of his collarbone. Your heart raced as you wondered how far he could take things.

The anticipation was palpable, and you couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement at the possibilities that lay ahead.

As your lips traced down Matt’s neck, he felt a shiver run through his body. Every time you kissed him, he experienced a tingling sensation on his skin that made him feel like he was in tune with your thoughts. When you whispered seductively in his ear, he could feel your warm breath against his neck. This sent a thrill down his spine and he couldn't help but grin mischievously.

"Is that what you want, huh?" he whispered back to you, his voice full of mischievousness

“I can give you more…”

1788 words!

hope you enjoyed my first serious short, pt2 (out now!)

[stardustsirenmelody]

Just a Folio thought about sitting on his lap while he's practicing 🤤

CW: Thigh Riding, Semi-Public Sex (they in the studio but no one's around), f!masturbation, f!orgasm, mentions of f!oral and implied smut

Imagine sitting on Folio's lap while he's practicing on his drums. It's just you and him in the studio while you wait for the others to show up to rehearsal. It started off innocent, wanting to be as close as possible while he practiced but what he doesn't realize (he does, he knows what he's doing) is that every time he pushes the pellets for his bass drum, his thigh hit your clit just right. You're all red and flustered, grinding against him slightly to get some more friction and trying to hide your moans by covering your mouth with your hand. You come undone on thigh, leaning back against him still trying to mask your moans with your hand but the way your legs are trembling gives it away. Little shit would be smirking to himself, just knowing he got you off without touching you would be the biggest ego boost. Maybe he'll eat you out or just fuck you against his drum kit before the guys show up.

[xmads-omensx]

Ooh can i ask for a Folio thot about how hard he would get when you tug on his chain?

The Chain (Folio’s Version)

Pairing: Nick Folio X Reader

Content Warnings: mentions of smut

Thank you so much for the request anon! I took this down a slightly goofier route as opposed to straight smut, so I hope you still enjoy it!

Folio who bought the chain simply because the rest of the guys had started wearing them and he thought they looked cool.

Folio who liked the fact that you also thought that he did look good in it, despite the fact that you initially thought it was silly and weren't too keen on it initially.

Folio who was genuinely surprised at the fact that he got hard when you tugged on his chain to get him to lean down slightly at a house party so that he could hear you better.

Noah who noticed before you did and is now slightly traumatised and can't look at Folio wearing his chain the same way again.

Folio who dragged you into the bathroom as discreetly as possible with a look of sheer panic etched across his face.

You who burst into laughter when you realised what had happened.

Folio who tried to shush you, as he didn't want your laughter to draw attention, but was ultimately silenced himself when you dropped to your knees in front of him and took him into your nouth.

Folio who decided that he actually really liked the chain.

[mischievous-mayhem-is-upon-you]

Ya know what I need? Matty in a mask….

NFSW

sneaking into ur apartment to play out his perverted lil games *consenting ofc* but like hiding out until your home and making a big deal on how delicious you look when you look up all scared and breathless at him from the floor after being chased around.

All dressed in black down to his boots that make it even more intimidating when he hunts you down after you’ve managed to slip away and hide. He may even have you grind on his boots while he has you tied up in front of him, tutting at you and promising to make you clean up your mess later.

Him literally just using you as an object, making you cum until you cry and then still continues anyways since he hasn’t yet and wants to watch you break. Probably making you wear the mask since pretty little playthings don’t need to seen just heard….

It’s not even 10am and I need to be knocked out I cannot FOCUS IN ANYTHING BUT MATTY

[defuckingthrone-dot-com]

Ill be stuck here for a while if anyone cares.. FOLIO baby.

[concretejunglefm]

Wait so far we've had what jealous sex would be like with Matt and Nicholas but what about Jolly, Noah, Folio?

A jealous Jolly would be classy, he's not intimidated by some guy who's making you laugh, but he'll wait for the right moment to come and slip by you, his hand just resting on your lower back before he pulls you against his side in such a possessive act, but it's so smooth you don't even catch on that there's jealousy bubbling beneath the surface. At least not until later that night as he's peppering your skin with more kisses than usually, and speaking softly against it in his mother tongue as he praises you, slipping in other adorning phrases in English, all while maintaining slow, long strokes inside you, because this is how you love to feel him the most, when he takes his time pulling you apart until you're crying his name and that's your only thought; him, always.

Noah is alot more possessive, on a similar level to Matt, except he would be more passive aggressive to the guy who is up in your space and attempting to make you laugh. Can he make you laugh better than him? He's going to slip himself into that conversation to prove otherwise and when he takes you home, you're barely even going to leave the car before his hand is slipping under your skirt and he's wanting to hear what other pretty sounds come out of that mouth. This is also where breeding!kink Noah slips in, because even before you're out of the car, he's pulling you into his lap to fuck and fill you, only for it to be repeated multiple more times once you're inside, not letting you forget the feeling of him anytime soon.

On the flipside of this is sub!noah, who gets pouty and honestly overall bratty you choose to give another guy even a semblance of attention. His brattiness is enough to make him attempt to make you jealous. It doesn't work, in fact it just makes you roll your eyes because he's playing up and while he's attempting to ignore you the whole car ride home, you're leaning over to touch slowly up along his thighs and whispering reminders of why he is the only man for you. When you finally get home, the script will flip and he'll be begging to fuck you and you'll allow him to because he deserves to have his chance to claim you, to let out his frustration, but you'll remind him that you're the one in charge when you flip him over and start milking his cock past what he can handle, or claims to.

Folio would out right attempt to fuck you in front of the guy, he wouldn't even care. He's territorial and especially over you. If he saw anyone making you laugh more than he can, he would be over the minute he heard your laugh and attempt to not only make you laugh more, but drag you away while keeping you in the line of sight of that guy. He won't make any attempts to be subtle, practically pawing at you while marking up your neck. When you're home he doesn't stop with the mark in or being territorial, he's going to throw you onto the bed, pull you onto all fours and fuck and fill you like that until you're dripping his cum, then he'll lick it up maybe even share it if you ask him nicely, before repeating the process 😇

[navybrat817]

Choose Your Husband

The Author

The Artist

The Mobster

The Thief

The Athlete

The Beneficiary

The CEO

The Investor

The Designer

The Gambler

The Enforcer

The Techie

You can't go wrong. 😏

[leneishere]

I need to do things that would send me first class to hell

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MORE PT2 - M. STURNIOLO

WARNINGS: suggestive content. enemies to lovers.

NOTES: minors preferably dni, but I'm not ur mother so do whatever. lowercase intended.

You moved in closer to him, your body almost touching his as you leaned in and whispered into his ear, "Then give me more." your breath was sending shivers down his spine as he sucked in a breath.

You could feel the goosebumps rise on his skin as you spoke, and you knew you had his full attention. Your fingers traced lightly over his hair, brushing it back from his face as you tightened your grip on his body, pulling him closer to you.

Your lips moved across his neck, leaving a trail of soft kisses as you whispered again, "Give me all of it" The words hung in the air between us for a moment.

Matt’s heart rate could be heard in his ears. Your voice, your kisses, your whispers…everything sent him into a euphoric, tingly state.

He lets out a soft, quiet groan of pleasure. Your breath causes the hair on the back of his neck to stand at attention. As your lips move across his neck, he closes his eyes and lets his body rest against you, every part of him begging for more as his lips find yours again.

“then take it and dont complain.”

His words hung in the air, heavy with anticipation. You chuckled softly, your voice now low and sultry. "I promise..." you replied, an innocent glint in your eyes.

Your hand slowly but deliberately made its way to his shoulders, your fingers lightly grazing the nape of his neck. You could feel his muscles tense beneath your touch, his breath growing shallow with desire.

As you leaned in closer, the air between you thick with electricity, your free hand began to trace lazy circles on the fabric of his shirt.

Matt didn’t have much control over his body at that point. His breath was quick and shallow. His heart rate was through the roof. As you traced lazy circles in his shirt, he let out another quiet moan of pleasure.

He could feel your hands on his shoulders, and he couldn’t take anymore. He leaned down and pressed his lips against yours again, pulling you even closer to him, kissing you almost desperately. His tongue danced with yours, his lips moving and exploring your mouth at the same time.

The sensations coursing through your body were simply indescribable. The sound of his moans, the gentle warmth of his breath against my neck, and the way your fingers slipped delicately beneath the fabric of his shirt - it was all so perfect. He was like a god, beyond anything you had ever experienced. Looking back, you couldn't believe you had ever felt hatred for him.

As your tongues met, a wave of heat surged through your body, every inch of you consumed by the intensity of the moment. You wanted it to go on forever, to never let this feeling fade away. It was as if time had come to a standstill and he was invading all my senses.

Matt nods along with your words. He’s still holding onto you, and he leans in and whispers into your ear “I want to make sure you know that you’re mine now. Dont forget it. Ever."

There’s a slight smirk on his lips, and a look in his eyes that says it all. He wants you more than anything in the moment, and his body and expressions show that in full

You couldn't help but feel your heart race with anticipation. "I want to be yours...completely." The words hung in the air between you for a moment, and then you took hold of his shirt, turning him towards you. You pushed him gently onto the bed and moved your face closer to his, feeling your voice deepen as you spoke again. "But do you want to be mine?" You asked, searching his eyes for any sign.

The words sent Matt’s heart rate skyrocketing. He could feel how hard you were making it for him to keep his composure. He watched you as you pushed him onto the bed and brought your mouth to his

When he spoke, his voice was quiet, but firm “There isn’t a person on this planet that I want more than you. My body, my bed, my heart; I'm yours” His gaze was focused on your lips, his breath shallow and fast

His arms held you by your waist as his hand went to the bottom of your shirt. Our lips met and you kissed him with so much passion you were afraid you might get lost in the moment.

As our tongues danced with each other his hands slid up your shirt. The heat inside his body got worse as he slowly removed the piece of clothing. His eyes filled with passion as he looked at your body.

Every touch sent Matt into euphoric heaven. His hands slowly removed the last layer of clothes from your body, exposing your skin for him to enjoy. As he stared at your body, he felt a surge of pleasure. His eyes were filled with love and lust for you, and you could feel his hunger when he put his lips on your body

His tongue explored your neck and shoulders, his hands roaming across your curves. He couldn’t take it anymore. His voice was quiet, his words barely legible “This is going too slow…”

And he was right. It was going too slow. You needed it now. You slowly removed his shirt and put it aside as he laid on top of you and your lips met yet again. Your tongues danced and your voices were filled with lust as he moved his hands downwards, slowly removing your pants and panties.

As your mouths met, you could feel his breathing grow heavier. Your hands went to his belt to remove his clothes. Your hands roamed his body and he made little moans of pleasure each time your touch found a sensitive spot. You could feel the heat emanating from his body, his breath hot against your neck and lips

His fingers slowly traced patterns around your stomach, his voice whispering in your ear “You’re such an attention whore,” he chuckled as his warm fingers traced circles around your lower stomach, you leaned in closer to his ear and whispered in a quiet voice, "only for you..."

With my other hand, you slowly ran your fingers down his body, feeling the firmness of his muscles beneath your touch before reaching the hem of his pants.

As I pulled back, I left a small, lingering kiss mark next to his ear, savoring the intimacy of the moment. "is this okay?"

“It’s more than okay” He was speechless for a moment. You had the power to take his words away. All he could do at that moment was moan as your hand traced patterns along his body. You felt his heart beat pick up in pace and his breath grew shallow, but his eyes were focused on you, watching your every move

When your fingers reached his pants, he let out a loud moan. His mind was filled with thoughts of you, with how he needed you at that exact moment in time

You leaned in close to him, your lips grazing his ear, the sound of his breathing sent shivers down your spine and made my stomach flutter with anticipation.

Yiu held his gaze as you brought your face even closer to his, feeling the warmth of his breath on your skin. "I need you..." you said, voice low and seductive, but it was his turn to speak. "I dont care what you want. Your mind, body, and soul belong to me. You're mine."

His words brought goosebumps to your skin as you pulled the rest of his pants off and threw them aside.

Your soft hums sent waves of pleasurable sensations through Matt’s body. When you whispered in his ear, his whole body shook. The way you held his gaze made all his thoughts disappear. Every move you made was in perfect synch with his body. When you spoke again, his body trembles

As your lips were about to touch his, he let out a loud gasp. He tried not to break the moment, but the way your eyes met his for those few seconds sent electric shocks through his spine

Your heart raced as he looked into your eyes, and you knew he felt the same. In that moment, everything else faded away and all that mattered was the electricity between you.

you could feel your body longing for his touch, and you knew he wanted you just as badly. It was a moment that felt like it was meant to be, and you savored every second of it.

Your hands explored his body as you moved to his boxers and palmed him through kisses and his soft moans.

Matt’s eyes were locked to yours, and the feeling of electricity and intensity between the two of you grew more and more. His hands found your face and his lips traced soft patterns across yours. He couldn’t explain how you made him feel; you made him feel whole in a way he had never felt before.

(1617 words!)

pt1 / pt3 (coming soon!)

[passing-out-p1eces]

it surprises me how no one talks about the “are you angry at me?” line from ep1 s3. that line and the whole scene of charlie just being in full on denial of his issues leading to nick then feeling insecure in his attempt to help charlie actually broke me, the whole season was painful, but seriously this might have been the heaviest scene for me

[xmads-omensx]

Oof thinking about a Folio thot and he thinks your upset with him but you're not and feels bad so buys you flowers thinking you might be breaking up with him

Flowers

Pairing: Nick Folio X Reader

Content Warnings: slight mentions of sadness and potentially angst, swearing, Folio being the cutest ever

Tags: @alwaysfightforwhoyouare @alwaysfightforwhoyouare @follow-me-down-to-wonderland @lacy1986 @thisbicc

Folio who has never seen you act like this before.

Folio who instantly went into panic mode after Noah joked that you might break up with him once he had vented to the guys about the situation.

Noah who had to chase Folio around for a while, trying to apologise, saying that you weren't going to break up with him and that he was just kidding.

Folio who wouldn't listen and bought you your favourite chocolates and the biggest bouquet of flowers that he could physically carry before making Noah drive him over to your place, seeing as he had taken his bike with him to the studio that day.

Noah who continued to apologise to Folio's deaf ears.

Folio who tripped over his own feet as he races up your driveway and up to your front door.

Folio who recited what he was going to say over and over again until you answered the door.

Folio who ended up blurting out his words as soon as the door creaked open.

"I'msosorrypleasedon'tbreakupwithmeIloveyousomuch."

You who simply looked at him, connfused.

Noah who hit his forehead off of the steering wheel, in disbelief at his bandmate's antics.

Folio who thrust the bouquet into your hands, not elaborating at all.

"Baby, I'm not mad at you."

"My favourite character died in this show."

Folio who felt like an idiot as he stood in front of you.

Noah who sat and watched the whole event unfold, not feeling quite real as it looked like a scene from a comedy skit.