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firstprincehornyramblings · 1 year ago

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Summary: Taylor and Nick are having tons of fun getting paid to make out with each other. Maybe too much because it translates into after hours work, but.. WAIT YOU BOTH WANT TO TOP?

(18+) Kinks/Tags: RPF, dirty talk, fingering, orgasm, oral sex, (a little) rough oral sex, desperate kisses, trying to out top, slutting, penetration, so many banters, Nick top, Taylor top, WAIT TWO TOPS?, Two tops.

This is a Taylor x Nick smut fic, for fun, not a weird ship thing just some sexy mental imagery. Enjoy!

Neither of them knew how it happened, not that it was close to on their minds right now. It was after a long day on set, Taylor had come to Nick’s hotel room. The two had dinner, and drinks, and as per usual at least four banters. Come to think of it now, maybe the drinks had something to do with it. But it was only a few drinks to unwind, surely that couldn’t be responsible for this? Responsible for the way Nick was straddling Taylor’s lap, grinding against the other man, hands tangled in Taylor’s hair in a way that thanks to this movie, had become familiar. Their lips were crushed together, were either of them even breathing? That was up for debate, all that was coming from either were soft sighs, hums, desperate gasps for air. Taylor’s hands moved down the other man’s back now; sliding down and grabbing Nick’s hips. Large hands applying a firm pressure, guiding the way Nick moved, like trying to shift the haphazard desperate grinding into something more fluid. “You are kind of a slut aren’t you?” Taylor was the one to break the silence, allowing both a reprieve to catch a breath. “Oh sorry, should I get off? Do you want me to stop?” Nick asked, but his tone was not even close to concerned, he knew the answer. “Also, a bitch,” Taylor added as he leaned his head back, feeling Nick’s full lips run along the length of his neck. “But also really hot,” that came out more like a moan as he felt Nick’s teeth bite at his throat. “I wouldn’t be such a bitch if you weren’t so unbearable.” The bottle blond defended, but it did come out as an accusation; especially the way he used two fingers to push at the other man’s chest. “Oh, so unbearable that you’re grinding on my dick like you’re actually getting something out of it?” Honestly, Taylor expected another banter out of that one, especially because he did his best impression of Nick’s ‘unbearable’. But it didn’t work, instead Nick just grinned quite like he knew something Taylor didn’t. “I am.” It came out almost sing song as he ran his hands over Taylor’s chest, lower now, tugging off the shirt that the other man had on. One quick motion tossed Taylor’s shirt aside as Nick dipped his head down, licking one long stripe up Taylor’s chest, up the side of his neck, before biting Taylor’s jawline. Just one little bite, but enough to make Taylor’s breathing shake, as if the lick hadn’t already left him short for words. “I love feeling you get so fucking hard under me,” Nick’s voice was soft, it sounded like a secret. His fingers slid down Taylor’s chest, and underneath himself, sitting up on his knees just enough to let his hand wrap around the other man’s length. His fingers giving that hardness an experienced little squeeze, like he knew exactly how much pressure to apply to make Taylor gasp.

“You know I was… joking about the slut thing but, I’m starting to think I shouldn’t be joking. I swear that’s a compliment.” Taylor’s voice was almost shaking as he spoke, trying his best to keep his cool composure, but losing it so quickly. Nick smiled, so sweetly, as if his hand weren’t… where it was, brushing lips over the other man’s “And you haven’t even seen what I can do with my mouth yet.” Taylor’s breathing shook as Nick’s tongue flicked over his bottom lip, “Uh no I think I have a decent idea what you can do with your mouth. I mean I definitely know what those lips were made for.” Taylor reached up a hand as he spoke, cupping Nick’s chin in his hand, running one thumb over those full lips. As he did though, Nick opened his mouth, tilting his head down and wrapping his lips around that thumb. His eye’s locked on Taylor’s as he sucked that thumb, so slowly bobbing his head; being as obscene as possible about it really. “Shit, okay yeah I get it,” Taylor exhaled the words his breathing shaking. As Nick pulled back slowly, his lips spread into a grin until the tip of Taylor’s thumb was just barely pressed against his lips, “Want me to put my mouth on your cock instead?” All Taylor could do really was give an enthusiastic nod, just staring with his own lips slightly parted. “Good,” Nick chirped, slipping back to stand up and then immediately looping his fingers in Taylor’s belt loops, “Come on, come to bed.” He said tugging the other man to stand up. “You know you don’t.. have to drag me.” Taylor said with a laugh, letting himself be tugged toward that bed. “Has literally anyone ever said no to you after a show like that?” he asked. “No,” Nick was smiling as he stopped in front of the bed, reaching down to unbutton Taylor’s pants. “You know you are allowed to keep kissing me,” he said playfully as Taylor simply watched. “Oh right.” It was a genuine tone, like Taylor had forgotten that was an option. He leaned in, resting one hand on Nick’s face as he pressed their lips together.

Admittedly the kissing was getting a bit more heated as Nick unzipped Taylor’s jeans, pushing them down to the mid-thigh level before his hand once again groped at the other man’s hardness. This time his palm did most of the work, running along Taylor’s length as his fingers sort of guided the way. He didn’t keep it up long, a few moans into the kisses seemed enough for him. As the two kept kissing though, still just as heated, both trying to lead the kiss, tongues fighting for dominance. Nick pushed those jeans lower, the underwear straight after, finally breaking the kiss to tug both entirely down; crouching down to help Taylor step out of them. “Thanks.” It was almost a pant from Taylor before he gestured at the bed, like in a questioning way. “Oh, absolutely not.” Nick laughed in a very genuinely amused way. “Do you actually think I’m getting on my knees for you in this hotel room? You must be mad,” he laughed again as he pulled off his own shirt. Still smiling in that same amused way, Nick stepped back and sat on the edge of the bed, one single finger motioning Taylor closer. “You’re the one getting your cock sucked, you can stand. Or do you think that’s too much for you to handle?” Taylor did step closer, his head slightly cocked, “Well, if you’re half as good at it as you seem to /think/ you are? Maybe it is.” It was a bratty tone, that made Nick scrunch his face, in feigned disgust. “Don’t..admit those things out loud.” He said before leaning up to grab Taylor’s hip, pulling him closer, “Just stop talking and put your cock in my mouth.”

“Right.” Taylor rolled his eyes, pushing his fingers into Nick’s hair. They slid through it easily, roughing the freshly showered fluff up as he rested his hand on the back of Nick’s head. Taylor’s free hand took a hold of his cock, brushing it over Nick’s bottom lip as the blonde parted his lips. The tip of Nick’s tongue slipping out as he leaned in, immediately wrapping his lips around what he’d slipped into his mouth. Taylor let the hand at his base fall as Nick’s hand quickly left his thigh to replace it. It was the same act as earlier, Nick’s eyes fluttered up, locking on Taylor as he bobbed his head slowly, sucking in that same intense way. His tongue working in time with his lips as he rested one hand on Taylor’s thigh, one on his hip. “You.. look really fucking hot with a dick in your mouth.” Taylor’s breathing was a soft groan as he spoke, nodding down at Nick, who smiled, as much as he could, given the situation. Taylor’s hand was firm on the back of Nick’s head, guiding but not really applying any pressure, yet. He intended to, but for now he enjoyed those slow intense motions, as Nick slowly built to a steady pace. From below, Nick’s eyes never left Taylor’s face, locked on him, and eating up every single sound that came out of his mouth. Nick did make a few soft moans of his own, just so incredibly worked up by every expression of pleasure that the other man pulled.

It didn’t take long though for Taylor to finally apply some pressure to the back of Nick’s head. As soon as he did it, Nick rested his hand flat on Taylor’s hip, pushing back some as his eyes shot a warning look. “What, you’re not going to let me have any fun?” Taylor teased. But Nick didn’t bother to answer, pulling back enough to take a deep breath, but never taking his mouth off of that cock. He adjusted his mouth, quite like a snake realigning it’s jaw to swallow something hole. Honestly, Taylor found that a bit unsettling, but not for long. Once he’d seemed to relax himself, Nick leaned back in, immediately taking as much of that cock into his mouth as he could, and he managed about three fourths of the way before gagging. He didn’t pull back, only pausing in place as Taylor gave a groan, “Oh come on baby, you can do better than that, you know you can,” he cooed. Despite now watery eyes flashing Taylor a warning glare, Nick relaxed his throat as much as he could, pushing himself farther down, fighting through each gag until the tip of his nose brushed the dark hair on Taylor’s stomach.

“Holy.. shit baby,” Taylor panted, his fingertips massaging the back of Nick’s head, applying the slightest pressure, giving a much more intense moan as he felt Nick gag against him again. “You’re so fucking good at that.” Once Nick did pull back, Taylor easily released him, giving a worked up laugh as he nodded, “That was so fucking hot.” He panted. Nick was catching his breath, nodding as he leaned forward, spitting the excess saliva in his mouth onto the other boy’s cock, his hand stroking in place of his mouth as he caught his breath. “You look good getting your cock sucked,” the words were almost teasing but Nick grinned as he said them. “Not.. half as good as you look doing it baby, I promise.” Taylor laughed, “You.. gonna let me fuck your face? I mean clearly you can handle it.” Nick nodded where Taylor expected a ‘no’, “Yeah just not too long I don’t want you to cum before we even get started.” And Taylor eagerly nodded back, “Yeah of course babe, open?” he asked stepping back closer. Nick opened his mouth though, his hand still on Taylor’s cock as he tapped it against his tongue for a moment, those still glassy eyes locked on the brunette. “You really are a slut,” Taylor teased. “Say it again,” Nick breathed before dipping his head back down, immediately going back to sucking. This time it was like his life depended on it, fast and messy, and he rested both of his hands on the edge of the bed, just letting his mouth do all of the work. He didn’t slow down in the slightest when he’d take too much and gag, just letting tears well in the corners of his eyes. He relaxed into it as Taylor tangled both hands into his hair now, a firm but gentle gesture to hold Nick’s head in place as Taylor began to thrust into his mouth. He took a step maybe half an inch forward, but just enough to make Nick gag with each thrust, and enough to make Taylor moan in such a graphic way. He was so loud, and so unashamed of it, beyond feeling amazing, Nick was taking it so well for him. He didn’t fight, or pull, just trying to keep his eyes open, blinking back the natural tears that formed. “You’re being such a good slut for me,” Taylor panted, his fingertips almost rubbing at the other man’s scalp, still thrusting into those pretty lips. “Such a pretty little slut with that dick down your throat,” he groaned, only making a more worked up noise when he felt Nick moan at those words, which immediately resulted in a gag. “And you make the hottest fucking sounds choking on that dick baby.”

It didn’t last too much longer before Nick placed a hand on Taylor’s hips, the slightest push back, and Taylor did step back, letting Nick switch to using his hand. Once again, Nick spit all of that extra saliva, his hand massaging it in. “You liked it?” he asked in a pant. Taylor nodded, “Love it, you’re not done already ar..” but Taylor stopped speaking watching as Nick played with his cock. Rubbing his lips against it, tapping it against his face, rubbing it over his face. Almost literally nuzzling against it, like a kitten with his favorite toy. “No one does that shit outside of porn.” Taylor said with a breathy laugh. Nick pulled back with a grin, “I just did, so,” but he stood up now, shoving Taylor back as he began taking off his own pants. “Besides, you have a really nice cock.” Taylor stepping back from that shove shook his head, an amused grin on his lips. “How the .. fuck do you flip it off like that.. like a fucking light switch, you’re like Jekyll and Hyde.” Nick however, was finally naked now, and Taylor would be lying if he said his eyes didn’t follow every move, watching Nick unzip a travel bag. Watching as he pulled out lube, kind of impressive, slutty, but impressive, Taylor was into it. “I believe the phrase you’re looking for Taylor, is being a service top. Which I’m leaning into because you come across as a pillow prince.” He said before walking back to where Taylor was, gesturing at the bed, “Shall we?” he asked.

“Are you implying that you’re giving me special tre- wait what?” Taylor snapped to attention as he processed the rest of that sentence. “You think I’m a bottom? You think I’m a pillow princess?” Taylor wasn’t even pretending to not be offended. Nick however, looked unphased, “I said prince, are you not?”

“Uh, first off, excuse you, that is SO rude, I have never in my life just /laid/ there.” Taylor defended.

“There’s no shame in being a pillow prince, darling. I apologize if I implied there was.”

“I’m not done talking!”

“Very well, get it out, I know you need to.”

“Second off..” Taylor huffed, gathering himself, “Second off, I’m a top, mostly, anyway, I’m definitely the top here.” Nick laughed genuinely again, shaking his head, “No, no love you’re not.” “What do you mean no I’m not? You uh, you make a pretty convincing bottom, to –” Taylor waved his hands for effect, “Not be one.” He gave a more serious look then, “Did you forget about that?” “I was acting darling, I can’t believe I have to explain that to you, an actor.” Nick deadpanned. “Excuse me, you said you were leaning into the service top thing, you leaned into that bottom thing well enough.” Taylor said it almost like an accusation and Nick laughed, “And that has /no/ baring on my personal life.” There was a pause as Taylor almost pouted, “Well I’m taller.” “Oh my god, and that has NO baring on this situation, besides you’re like an inch taller than me.” Nick said, still smiling. “Well,” Taylor was still pouting, “We can.. measure..” he gestured at his own hips, then Nick’s. “No, we are not having a literal dick measuring contest for this.” Nick deadpanned again. “Huh, I don’t think I’ve ever heard you say dick before.” Taylor mused. “Because that’s an American word and that was THE most American suggestion I’ve ever heard.” “Okay well what are we doing?” Taylor asked with a sigh, looking over Nick who just shrugged. “We just.. start and see who wins?” he asked. “Oh, it’s a competition now?” Taylor couldn’t hide a smirk. “Was it ever anything else?” Nick asked, just stepping back and sliding onto the bed, motioning another finger at Taylor, who immediately ran and jumped on the bed. “Stop come hither-ing me like you’re in charge.” Taylor said, despite crawling over the top of Nick, kissing the other man hard. “I am.” Nick mumbled into that kiss, his hands sliding up Taylor’s arms, wrapping around his back before he used one foot for leverage. Once he had that leverage, he was shoving Taylor back, so he was on top, pressing his hips down against Taylor’s. But Taylor allowed it, his hands sliding down Nick’s back, large hands grabbing Nick’s ass, groping and kneading pale skin. Nick did grin into those kisses, “Brat.” He whispered at the hands on his ass. “You’ve definitely called me worse.” Taylor said against his lips, but it was a much flirter tone than he’d been using before.

But the kissing wasn’t slowing down, the two of them did flip each other a few more times, Nick ducking back so Taylor was on top once Taylor got too handsy. Nick ‘cheating’ according to Taylor and applying the same hands trick until they both ended up on their sides. Hips pressed together, their cocks consistently brushing up against each other, making both of them give soft gasps and moans. Finally, Nick reached back, grabbing the lube, and opening it without breaking the kiss. “Give me that,” Taylor mumbled into the kisses, reaching for the lube as Nick just held his arm farther away. But all it took was just one lil jerk from Taylor’s long arm to snatch it. “You really are insufferable,” Nick laughed as he watched Taylor apply it to his fingers. “Hey, I’m being nice, I’m using lube.” Taylor defended as Nick snatched the bottle, applying some to his own fingers. For a moment they just stared at each other, like willing the other to cave in. Clearly reaching a ‘fine!’ sort of resolution at the same time as their lips crashed together again, the bottle of lube getting lost in the mix as their bodies pressed together once more. Hands clumsily wrapped around the other, fingers pushing into each other at almost the exact same time. Both of them gasped, Taylor seeming almost shocked that Nick went through with it. Nick’s brows furrowed as he gave a sharp ‘Christ’ under his breath, “Your.. fingers are so fucking thick. Why did you use two?”

“Oh sorry,” Taylor sounded vaguely concerned, “You okay? Is it too much?” he asked. Nick gave him a defiant look, “I won’t give you the satisfaction of saying yes.” Taylor made a ‘fair enough’ face, “I think it’s worth mentioning that you also used two.” He added. Nick did laugh softly, “Well, you better get used to it, my cock is big.” He teased. “Oh okay okay, wow there’s an ego I didn’t see coming.” Taylor teased back. Moments later, the two were at it again, kissing each other like they were starving for it. Slowly fingers started to move, both of them working their fingers into each other. And both of them started to get noticeably more into it than they’d have liked to admit. Their hips pressing tighter together, it was impossible to tell which of them started it really, but they were grinding against each other. In reality both of them were grinding back against the other’s fingers, but they’d never admit it. “You like that don’t you?” Nick panted against Taylor’s lips, and Taylor tried to give a ‘ha’ sort of noise that came out more like a moan. “Not nearly as much as you’re going to love my dick.” Taylor groaned, though he’d have sworn it was unrelated. “Mhn that’s not how it’s going to work, you’re going to cum from my fingers, and then I’m going to fuck you into this mattress.” Nick panted. “Not if I make you cum first.” Taylor hissed through gritted teeth. “In your dreams.” Nick answered. But lips were crushing together again as Taylor pushed another finger into Nick, making him whimper, his free hand pawing at Taylor’s chest. Taylor could feel teeth against his lips, almost a growl as Nick pressed closer, and he felt another finger slide into himself as well, earning Nick a gasp from the other man. “Your fingers are.. ridiculous.” Nick finally admitted, in almost a whimper. And Taylor was nodding back, “I mean you’re.. definitely not bad at this.” He groaned. They were kissing again, their fingers working into each other desperately. Their hips still grinding together, both moaning in such a desperate way with each push of their hips that resulted in those fingers sliding deeper. Both of their bodies more than warming up to the intrusion. Again, even if they’d never admit it, both of them aching for something.. just a bit bigger. After a few more moments though, they broke that kiss, Nick was the one to break it, looking between them, “You’re.. like dripping.” He panted. Taylor stumbled over his words some at that, “Yeah it’s.. it’s like who I am, I have a lot of precum, you’re not doing anything special.” “I didn’t imply that I was,” Nick clarified, “I mean I definitely tasted it earlier,” he teased, “I just think it’s hot is all.”

Taylor gave a soft ‘oh’ before kind of perking up, “I uh, okay what if we switch?” he asked. “Go on?” Nick arched a brow. “I mean, what if.. you fuck me for a little, then we swap and I fuck you.” He could see Nick’s face softening, and he kept running with it, “You can cum in me if you want.” He added. Nick laughed at that though, “Once again, you’re insane if you think I’m letting you put that thing in my ass with my cock soft.” He said shaking his head, “Unbelievable, but alright.” He said nodding, “One condition.” Nick was pointing a very serious finger at a smiling Taylor. “If you finish fucking me before I cum, I want you to finish me off with your mouth.” “You’re accusing me of being a pillow princess again I see.” Taylor snapped back. “But fine, of course yeah.” He said breaking them up some, slipping his fingers out of Nick and sitting up more on his knees. “How uh, do you want me?” he asked picking up the bottle of lube and offering it to the blonde. “From behind,” Nick said with no hesitation, “I’ve been thinking about that for.. fucking weeks.” That thought did make Taylor a bit shy, weeks? Nick had been thinking about him that long? It wasn’t that he hadn’t been having similar thoughts, it was just… weirdly flattering to him. “You should have taken me out to dinner first.” Taylor teased, moving down onto his elbows as well so he wasn’t just sitting on his knees, and already beginning to arch. It was, a perfect arch, certainly one that made Nick stare for a minute. Taylor was sliding down on his chest, grabbing a pillow to rest his cheek on, tucking his arms under it as he spread his legs a bit wider, slipping to the perfect height. “Are you going to like.. wait till tomorrow?” he asked. “Sorry, just..” and Nick was moving, opening that lube back up and dripping it between Taylor’s cheeks, adding some to his own cock, and massaging it in as he closed the bottle back, just dropping it. “You’re really fucking good at that.”

“You are allowed to just tell me that I have the best ass you’ve ever seen, you know that riiiiiii-oh my god.” Taylor did not get to finish that sentence as he felt Nick push into him. The pressure of Nick’s opposite hand on his lower back, as if he’d move, as if he was going to run from it; he wasn’t. It was a stretch for a second, but whether it was because they’d spent god knows how long fingering each other, or because he was just /so fucking attracted/ to this boy; he felt like he adjusted quickly. He pushed himself back against Nick’s hips, giving a low moan at the fullness and at the satisfied noise he heard Nick make. Once Taylor pushed back against him, Nick was leaning up, just so he could bend over to see Taylor’s face some, “You have the best ass I’ve ever fucking seen.” He said with a coy grin, and all Taylor could do was pant a soft ‘thanks.’ Once Nick was back up straight, he was beginning to thrust then. His hands moved over Taylor’s body, fingertips tracing every muscle. “You feel incredible.” He whispered, though it was more like a moan. “So do you,” Taylor almost gasped.

The pace was moving from slow, to steady, and Taylor would have been lying if he said every inch didn’t feel even better every minute that passed. Finally, he managed to speak of his own accord, “Shit.. fuck me Nick.” He was steadily pushing himself back against the other boy now, bouncing off of Nick’s hips. But there was a rut in their pace, sort of sudden as Nick stopped, and Taylor felt fingers tangle into his hair. One rough motion and Nick was pulling him up, onto his knees. Taylor made the kind of noise he would deny making tomorrow as Nick’s arms wrapped around him and he felt those now oh so deep thrusts. Nick’s lips on his back, on his shoulders, teeth pulling at his skin. He was melting back against Nick’s chest, one hand moving back behind him, resting on the back of Nick’s neck, like keeping them so close. His other hand running down his own stomach to wrap around his cock, not that it lasted. As soon as he felt his own fingers, Nick’s hand wrapped around his wrist, “Don’t you dare.” He felt Nick pant against his shoulder. “If you’re going to fuck me, you better have more than enough left for me.” But Taylor gave another whine, down deep from his chest, he almost swore he’d fall forward. “Well, when can we switch? Fuck, Nick.”

“Mhn, we can now.” Nick almost purred, “You made such pretty noises, you’ll make me cum if I keep listening to them.” He said in a tone that was teasing, before just pushing Taylor back forward onto that pillow. “Oh my god!” Taylor panted in an exasperated way, “Stop shoving me places!” he said sitting up so fast, almost as if to prove that his thighs weren’t dangerously close to jello. He leaned over to shove Nick’s shoulder though, and Nick almost giggled. “Oh come on, you’re already getting to fuck me, you can’t have everything you want.” He said picking up the lube and handing it over to Taylor now. “You say that like I’m getting something so special.” Taylor quipped, before leaning in to kiss Nick, hard, and starving. He felt Nick melt into it, almost leaning forward as he broke that kiss. “You are,” Nick said softly, “How do you want me?” For a moment, Taylor thought, there was a million positions he’d thought about putting Nick in sincerely. Behind wasn’t a bad idea, but he really wanted to see Nick’s face once that cock slipped inside of him. He’d thought about Nick riding him, but that was too much power for the blonde he decided pretty quickly. “On your back.”

“Yes sir,” Nick said with a playful tone, but Taylor couldn’t not think about how.. hot it actually sounded. He watched as Nick got settled down on the bed, laying in the pillows and just watching Taylor move between his thighs. “You know,” Taylor said starting to fiddle with the lube, applying it to both of them as Nick pulled up a leg. “Your dick is like.. kinda pretty.” He said glancing up at Nick’s face. “Oh, thank you Taylor how nice, a little late but nice.” “Shut up.” Taylor huffed tossing the bottle against one of those other pillows as he took control of Nick’s legs now. The way he pulled them up, and open, did make Nick gasp, especially as Taylor leaned down, and pulled one over his shoulder. But it didn’t stop Nick from giving a soft ‘Make me’ in response. “Oh so.. so fucking gladly.” Taylor laughed as he used one hand and pushed himself into Nick then. His eyes were locked on the boy under him, watching that soft face contort; brows furrowing, plush lips parting as his eyes almost looked desperate. “You’re so deep.” Nick breathed. “Oh baby,” Taylor couldn’t help but grin, “I’m only going to get deeper.” He said, both of his hands moving up Nick’s thighs, catching under the knee and pushing them up, tight, almost against Nick’s shoulders. It earned Taylor a sort of strangled almost yelp, as he pressed his hips tighter against Nick. “Hurt?” He checked in, just to be sure. Despite having his lips already hung open, Nick just shook his head no.

Nick's jaw only hanging even more open as Taylor began to thrust into him. It wasn’t slow, but it wasn’t fast either, just steady deep shoves, Nick could swear he felt it in the back of his throat. Taylor was resting his weight on Nick’s legs, keeping them tight in place as he kept that deep pace up, his eyes locked on those desperate ones under him. “You’re just as fucking pretty with my dick in your ass as you are with it in your mouth.” He could see that Nick wanted to answer, it was all over his face, call him something mean in the name of pretending not to love the compliment. But currently, Nick couldn’t form sentences. Instead, he just nodded, his hands moving up to rest on Taylor’s sides. “You like that dick baby?” Taylor panted, “You’re taking it so good baby,” his own voice a moan as he picked up the pace. Nick did manage a soft ‘yes’ ‘please’ in response to that. Taylor couldn’t help but grin, leaning in closer, and giving Nick soft slow kisses, a direct contrast to those deep shoves.

Both of them were getting so noisy into the kisses, so desperate. “Inside you okay?” Taylor finally panted against Nick’s lips. A desperate nod came first, before Nick finally whimpered a soft ‘please’ against Taylor’s lips. That was essentially all it took, and Taylor made another of those desperate noises as he felt his orgasm wash over him. His hips shifting to just grind up against Nick as he rode it out, desperate for every last shred of pleasure as Nick gave soft whimpers at each movement, his fingertips ‘clawing’ at Taylor’s arms. Once he’d caught his breath, Taylor slowly put Nick’s legs down, giving a smile as Nick gasped at the sudden feeling of emptiness when Taylor moved back. “You took that really good for someone who uh, apparently doesn’t do that.” Nick however was sitting up some, reaching between his thighs, kind of awkwardly touching around, “I feel like I’m making a mess… that was.. so much cum. Like I actually felt it, that’s..” “Okay and?” Taylor teased, “Are you like the only guy in the world who doesn’t like watching your cum drip out of people?” he asked. Nick gave a shy shrug, “Well I suppose I like it.” “Right,” Taylor nodded, “I like seeing it too.” He said before taking his turn to push Nick back now, “Besides, I think I owe you a blowjob.” He said nodding down to Nick’s hips. “Oh, right you do.” Nick said giving a soft smile himself now, “It’s not.. going to take long, I’m.. so close.” He admitted with a tone that suggested he’d rather have not. “It’s fine baby, you just had the best dick of your life I get it.” Taylor said moving down then on his stomach sitting up on an elbow as one hand stroked Nick’s cock for a moment. “Well I think /best dick of my life/ is being a little generous,” Nick clarified but Taylor’s mouth ended most of those thoughts. “I.. some of..the best dick, is fine to say.” Nick said reaching a hand down to tangle in Taylor’s curls. Watching those big brown eyes as Taylor’s head bobbed steadily, working in an eager way, his hand working what his mouth didn’t. “Not that it’s an.. extremely long list, mind you.” Nick continued, “You, don’t have a ton of competition.” His breathing was shuddering, and as Taylor gave a bratty kind of ‘Mhm’ noise against Nick’s cock, his hips almost jerked in response.

“Fuck.. me.. you’re going to make me cum.” Nick groaned, and Taylor gave him a look best interpreted as ‘Yeah that IS the goal here’. It wasn’t much longer before Nick did cum, gasping out, giving his own desperate moan as he gritted his teeth. Taylor hummed, doing his best to keep sucking, trying to catch most of it in his mouth. He could feel Nick’s fingers tight in his hair as he kept at it for a few more seconds. Finally Taylor pulled back with an audible pop, immediately swallowing everything in his mouth. “Feel good?” he asked, leaning back in to lick at some of that cum on his fingers, where it had run down Nick’s length and pooled there. “Incredible.” Nick breathed, just playing in Taylor’s hair as he watched, “That.. is very sexy you know but I would rather you kiss me.” He added after catching his breath. It made Taylor smile, so wide honestly, like a puppy, crawling up over Nick and kissing him so passionately. “That was really good.” Taylor cooed against Nick’s lips. “It was, really good.” Nick said resting a hand on Taylor’s cheek as he stole another kiss. “You bottomed for me.” Taylor mumbled against Nick’s lips, smiling against them. “And you bottomed for me, stop being so smug!” Nick scolded, giving Taylor’s shoulder a lil shove, but then just immediately pulling him down for another kiss. “Stay in my room tonight?” Nick asked after a few more moments of kissing, and Taylor nodded, shifting so he was on his side, tugging Nick closer so that the two of them were more cuddled together. “Yeah I was hoping you’d ask me to.” He said pressing a kiss to Nick’s shoulder. “Mhn, well who else would I get morning head from?” Nick teased. Taylor couldn't help but laugh, “See! You are a slut.” He said still laughing as Nick smiled, looking so pleased with himself.

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onthewaytosomewhere · 2 months ago

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thanks for the tags @cha-melodius @eusuntgratie, @kiwiana-writes, @firenati0n, @run-for-chamo-miles

(snatching the open tags from @caterpills, & @alasse9 while i'm at it)

your girl wrote so much this year ... 349 K words in 58 fics and 14 collections of ficlet friday ficlets (some of which have or are in the process of becoming actual full fics lolz) and a bunch more words in WIPs (40 or so in the folder) that are still waiting for me to just finish them (or come back to them) already! lolz - I wrote in 3 fandoms and 15 different pairings that have been posted this year and a couple others that didn't get there quite yet) - i've officially posted the last of my fics for the year so here we go

so this is a lot of fic listed here so we're gonna so put it behind a cut

JANUARY

Ring on His Finger, Putty in His Hands (RWRB, firstprince, 2.9k, E) - engaged boys that i had so planned to make a series and the rest of the ideas are still sitting in my WIP folder lolz

FEBRUARY

the second hand unwinds (RWRB, firstprince, 3.6k, G) - girldads fic for Hey Sweetheart challenge

i've got you acting like you want more (RWRB, firstprince, 3.3k, E) - brownstone era pre-engagement - the boys re-uniting after a week apart fic also for the Hey Sweetheart challenge

- like the way you work it - (RWRB, firstprince, 3.4k, E) - smut where Henry takes care of Alex

Setting The Bar High (RWRB, firstprince, 2.3k, E) - the boys celebrate their first birthdays in Texas (Becz bday fic)

MARCH

gotta sign 'em all (RWRB, firstprince, 6k, T) - fic inspired by TZP and his fascination with a lil pink book and the way he's so damn ACD-coded

APRIL

Something in your mouth (RWRB, fristprince, 3.7k, E) - fic inspired by the Nickelback song - Alex sees Henry at a party with a sucker in his mouth and needs to experience that mouth

baby just say yes (RWRB, fristprince, 20.6k, E) TSwift fairytale done for the brownstone's eras tour challenge (this was my first firstprince fairytale but i have plans for different one lolz - have a desire to do it better lolz)

MAY

Makin' memories I might remember (RWRB, firstprince, 7k, E) - the first of my not-so-much one night stands fics - this one has alive arthur and has the boys falling in luv with their one night stands

just a bit of fun (RWRB, firstprince, 2.7k, fic for Adina's bday - this all started from a silly convo and then became fic lolz

JUNE

and fight the break of dawn (RWRB, liam/pez, 6.6K, E) a southern philanthropy not-so-much one night stand fic (2nd in series)

JULY

2 is better than 1 - 3 is better than 2 (when we’re back at 2 wanna stay there with u) (RWRB, alex/henry/pip & firstprince, 19.5K, E) this is that alex/henry/pip (fristprinceS) incest-y fic i wrote for Tiff

my slutty royal (RWRB, firstprince, 1.1K, E) this was an inspired by art fic - strawberry helados by papiercranes

nights at the moonlight coffee shop (RWRB, firstprince, 15.1k, E) my werepire all-night coffee shop au for ficwip dark & cozy challenge

AUGUST

in the kitchen, at kensington, with those threadbare pajama pants (RWRB, alex/shaan, 1.2K, E) first in the shaan srivastava is too hot for his own good series - alex "beats it" to thoughts of shaan and his sexy pajama pants

bringing home silver (RWRB, fristprince, 7.7K, E) alex/henry olympics engagement fic (w/a side of southern philanthropy)

I'm gonna be a mighty king … (RWRB, firstprince, 878 words, T) just a silly fic inspired by a QOTD from a discord group

seeking the (sex) services of a witch (RWRB, firstprince, 4.5K, M) fic for ficwip 5K challenge - witch Henry helps out an Alex that may have been cursed

SEPTEMBER

a hug in clothing form (RWRB, firstprince, 3.2K, E) Oodie fic inspired by art - this lovely piece by Ash

in my dreams, at oxford, still with those damn pajama pants (RWRB, firstprince & henry/shaan, 3.6K, E) fic for the shaan srivastava is too hot for his own good series - henry tells alex about some dreams he had and that time he drunkenly hit on shaan - alex seduces it out of him

it's times like these you learn to live again (9-1-1, buddie (at the end), 4.4K, M) streetfigher!Buck buddie fic - came from combining 2 ficlet friday prompts

What if I say I love you (RWRB & 9-1-1, alex/buck, 2.8K, T) firstfire fic - meet the 'rents and "launching their relationship publicly"

on the kiss cam with you (RWRB, firstprince, 1.6k, T) another fic inspired by art - this comic piece by firstprnnce

thoroughly appreciated (RWRB, firstptince, 1K, M) a fic for the brownstone's firstprince week prompt “Did you get my note?” & secrets

help me forget for just a bit... (RWRB, firstprince, 1.2K, E) fic for the brownstone's firstprince week prompt silver & hurt/comfort - alex comforts henry with his mouth after he's had a rough day

you're still written in the scars on my heart (RWRB, firstprince, 2K, T) fic for the brownstone's firstprince week prompt “I can’t do this again” & hot or cold

OCTOBER

soulmates, star wars, and insufferable aresholes (RWRB, firstprince, 1.8k, M) soulmates fic where alex spoiled the death of han solo in his first words to henry - firstprince week fic

love & family is all we need ... (RWRB, firstprince, 953 words, G) Alex helps Henry through a memorial service for Arthur Fox - fox family feels abound - firstprince week fic

Schlorp of True Love, a Fairytale (RWRB, firstprince, 6.3K, E) a crackfic co-write with Mags and Tiff - this is what comes from when we put late night rambles into a doc lolz (soulmates but make it enormous dicks and stretchy holes)

But the words that he was whispering I couldn't stop from listening (RWRB, liam/pez, 4.7K, E) oh what is that i wrote another southern philanthropy - yes, of course! - another installment of my not-so-much one night stands series

these go in the keep pile (911, bucktommy, 1.8k, E) buck finds his old cowboy hat and puts it to good use OR my save horse ride a cowboy bucktommy fic

just a bit of full moon fun (RWRB, firstprince, 9.2K, E) werepire full moon sexin' - sequel to nights at the moonlight coffee shop fic

it takes everything i have not to melt (RWRB, firstprince, 1.4K, T) a first date college au firstprince fic for all-ships ship week

not because of some grand romantic declaration but because it feels right (RWRB, liam/pez, 1.2K, T) a southern philanthropy fic about a quiet night in and liam's feels

how meaningful the silences (RWRB, liam/pez, 1.2K, T) pez's pov of that domestic southern philanthropy

is this décor or a sex toy? (RWRB, firstprince, 2.8K, E) a silly lil fic that starts with pez sending the boys things for their new house and ends with them in bed (of course)

she has feelings about this, complicated ones (RWRB, junora, 1.8K, T) ooops! there's just one bed for all-ships ship week

not just a possibility, not just a dream (RWRB, firstprince, 5.1K, M) part 3 of werepire firstprince - this one with an adorable shifter kit that they adopt

NOVEMBER

I hope that someone gets my… (RWRB, firstprince, 12.9K, M) my AWY submission - message in a bottle fic

leaving no doubt that he owns this moment (RWRB, firstprince, 2.9K, M) alex lures henry to a victoria secret show and surprises him (inspired by a tumblr post that i rambled in tags on)

"Wanna get out of here?” (RWRB, alex/pez, 7.5K. E) a pez/alex college au bar hookup

Say that again (RWRB RPF, TZP/Clifton, 1.3K, E) so ... i ventured back into RPF as happens sometimes lolz - just pure smut

souls are not bound by simple explanations (RWRB, fristprince, 8.8K, T) A platonic soulmate fic where Philip is a good brother and Alex and Henry slow burn their way to a relationship. Told from Philip's POV

let me take care of you (RWRB, alex/pez, 6.6K, E) Pez being the great friend he is takes the very best care of an in heat Alex when Henry's out of town

gonna need you to tell me what you want to happen here (RWRB, firstprince & alex/pip, 7.8K, E) Pip reminisces, and Alex reveals something he'd neglected to tell Henry - pip had alex first

DECEMBER

born to ride (RWRB, firstprince, 3.6K, E) trampstamp cowboy ACD (as this was called on my doc) meets and rides Henry fic that was of course inspired by a tumblr post and rambling in tags (also Leeks bday fic)

made for moments like this (RWRB, firstprince, 931 words, G) this is just Henry being sappy about his little family around the holidays

decorations and family lore (RWRB, firstprince, 905 words, G) Alex and the Fox siblings decorating a tree while they reminisce for rwrb festive fan fest

this year feels different (RWRB, firstprince, 1.3K, E) southern philanthropy soft holiday fic for the rwrb festive fan fest

Punch him with your mouth? (RWRB & 9111, firstprince, buddie, 1K, G) alex and buck are stranded at a hotel due to inclement weather and bond over missed food and feels for the boys in their lives (rwrb fff)

a lifeline through the holiday chaos (RWRB, junora, 1K,M) junora cuddling while watching a holiday movie for the rwrb fff (and Morgan's bday)

underneath the christmas tree (RWRB, firstprince & alex/pip, 7K, E) sequel to 3some fic where martha arranges a gift for pip under the xmas tree for rwrb fff (& tiff - cuz well she get all the sequels lolz)

bonding with his 'sisters' (RWRB, firstprince, gen, 5.5K, T) Bea recruits Alex to help her and Martha find a gift for Henry and they enjoy a little bit of pampering. Alex bonds with his "fox sisters"

definitely taking a turn for the better (RWRB, alex/liam/pez with some fristprince and southern philanthropy at the end, 2.1K, E) pez brings the boys home from a party and when alex is on his way out he meets henry and well numbers might be exchanged my last fic for rwrbfff

everything he'll ever want (RWRB, liam/pez/spencer, 1.9k, M) a lil bit of holiday tranquility, softness and luv written for The Curio Cabinet rare pair exchange

Lights, Camera, Holliday Luv (RWRB, firstprince, 52K, E) pornstar alex and former boybander henry make a holiday movie and probably fall in luv (my big dec fic - my first multichapter posted chapter by chapter)

as near to peace as he ever gets (RWRB, henry/shaan, 804 words, M) in what has become a tradition when he's sloshed henry rubs off one shaan's thigh, oxford slut phase henry, written from a prompt for the Curio Cabinet that didn't make the cut for the exchange

a moment to savor (RWRB, oscar/raf, 845 words M) bb's first oscar/raf - some kissing on the couch that raf has some thoughts and feels about, also wriitten from a Curio Cabinet prompt

okay no pressure tag ur it to @adreamareads @basil-bird @bitbybitwrites @blueeyedgrlwrites @cactusdragon517

@stnichols @cricketnationrise @dragonflylady77 @dreamtigress @emmalostinwonderland

@england-would-fall @everwitch-magiks @firstprincehornyramblings @firstsprinces @forever-fixating

@hgejfmw-hgejhsf @iboatedhere @inexplicablymine @jmagnabo92 @judasofsuburbia

@mikibwrites @myheartalivewrites @ninzied @nocoastposts

@orchidscript @piratefalls @porcelainmortal @priincebutt

@seths-rogens @softboynick @sophie1973 @sparklepocalypse @stellarmeadow

@stratocumulusperlucidus @suseagull5914 @tailsbeth-writes @taste-thewaste @thedramasummer

@thinkof-england @typicalopposite @thesleepyskipper @thighzp

@tinyarmedtrex @zwiazdziarka

#2024 writing round up #writng round up #holy frak i wrote a lot this year #so many words #look at those pairings

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gayhoediaz · 7 months ago

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if u want me to write firstprince smut u are going to have to call up tzp and ask him to find a way to make himself look less like the man who fathered me cause i fucking can’t dude i don’t deserve this

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firstprince-ao3feed · 7 months ago

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The Shape of Water

by Djokodal_Fan Gentlemen, step up please. South Texas LSC 200 m freestyle. Take your marks...(whistle blast sounds) Alex Claremont-Diaz and Henry Fox have been the closest of friends since Elementary school - their friendship meshing perfectly into their coordination as teammates on St Stephen’s High School's much decorated swim team. They’ve never had any secrets from each other all these years. None, except for a single massive secret which Henry had been keeping from his best friend - that he’s been head over heels in love with Alex throughout high school. And maybe it’s just his wishful thinking, but of late it seems that Alex might have feelings for him too; that go beyond friendship. But now the days of reckoning before college draw ever closer. There are critical swimming championships to win at State athletic conferences and Sectionals; and Ellen’s unfolding attempt to clinch the Democratic nomination for the Presidential Elections puts pressure on portraying Alex as the golden boy, the perfect son, the quintessential All-American dream - to appeal to all sections of the electorate. Will Alex and Henry have their chance at Love? Or will it all be swept away by the inexorable flood of circumstance? Words: 7356, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English Series: Part 7 of In Every Universe Fandoms: Red White & Royal Blue (2023), Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Alex Claremont-Diaz, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Ellen Claremont, Zahra Bankston, Catherine Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Beatrice Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Philip Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Percy "Pez" Okonjo, Liam (Red White & Royal Blue), Spencer (Red White & Royal Blue), Nora Holleran Relationships: Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Ellen Claremont & Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Zahra Bankston & Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Ellen Claremont & Alex Claremont-Diaz, Zahra Bankston & Alex Claremont-Diaz, Alex Claremont-Diaz & Liam, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor & Liam, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor & Spencer, Alex Claremont-Diaz & Nora Holleran, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor & Percy "Pez" Okonjo, Beatrice Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor & Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor & Philip Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Alex Claremont-Diaz & Beatrice Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Ellen Claremont & Catherine Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Swimming, Alternate Universe - High School, Alternate Universe - Childhood Friends, Childhood Friends, Best Friends, Friends to Lovers, Growing Up Together, Swimming, Possessive Alex Claremont-Diaz, Possessive Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Protective Alex Claremont-Diaz, Protective Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Jealous Liam, moderate angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Comfort/Angst, Romantic Fluff, Resolved Sexual Tension, Resolved Romantic Tension, Eventual Smut, Tenderness, Tender romance, Gray shaded Ellen, Gray shaded Zahra, Ellen and Catherine are best friends from Oxford days, Fanart, Diary/Journal, Henry's journal extracts, Tribute to TZP's swimming championship records 🙂, Gay Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Bisexual Alex Claremont-Diaz, Pansexual Spencer, Henry is Alex's Bisexual awakening, Conflicted Liam, Mutual Pining, Yearning, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Requited Love, Alex Claremont-Diaz Loves Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Loves Alex Claremont-Diaz via https://ift.tt/LnrsGch

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bigassbowlingballhead · 11 months ago

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I read a ff smut taynick inspired by the photo of Taylor in the waterfall with Nick masturbating on that photo I 🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯

heheheheeh ITS SO GOOOOOD

i love anything that mentions that photo, it's my favorite photo of tzp of all time. and i relate to nick so so so much in that fic. If you haven't read the first part of that you should check it out too.

trailer fuck fest.

#box talk

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firstprincehornyramblings · 1 year ago

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All Tied Up

Summary: You get to tie up TZP, how.. did you talk him into that? Oh well, good for you! (18+) Kinks/Tags: (light) bondage, (kind of) edging, begging, dirty talk, fingering, prostate orgasm, oral sex, needy kisses, brattiness, implied prior sexual relationship of some kind. First Person POV (no y/n inserts) This was done to allow for a non gender, sexuality, or race specific reader. I will absolutely be doing a PT. 2/Redo of this prompt with Nicholas, enjoy!

“I can’t believe I let you talk me into this,” Taylor said, head craning to watch you above his bare shoulder. Dark eyes so focused on the way you tied his wrists above his head. Loop after loop, fastening him to the headboard. “Actually, how did I let you talk me into this?” he questioned again, making it hard to tell if he was just being bratty for fun, or nervously deflecting. “Because it’s going to be the best orgasm of your life, trust me,” you replied as you finished fastening his wrists in place. “There, it’s done, everything feel okay? Nothing tingling?” you asked. Taylor gave a little head shake as a response, “It feels fine, just like you know, I’m in danger.” His eyes were locked on you now, watching every single move, the way you opened the drawer, took out the lube and then crawled back onto the bed. “Why are you so nervous?” You asked, reaching out to run your fingers along his jaw soothingly, stubble scratching your skin. “You bottom whenever you feel like it?” Taylor gave an eye roll and a ‘caught’ kind of sigh, “I’m not nervous, it’s just new, besides, I’m used to like..” he kind of paused, and you interjected, “Being a power bottom?” with a little grin. “Wow,” he snipped, in an affectionately bratty way, “You said that like it was a slur.” “Mhm” was all you responded, leaning in and giving him a slow, affectionate kiss. Which he eagerly returned, his lips fighting yours for dominance instantly as he already strained strong arms against his bindings. One of your hands moved up, resting on his cheek, thumb stroking over the stubble there as you nipped his soft lips. The contrast of the roughness and the soft plush lips already so sensual, it was like he didn’t have to try.

Your hand slowly dropped from his face, running down his neck, and over his chest. Your fingers tracing as your palms shamelessly groped over taught skin. How could anyone resist that? But Taylor didn’t seem to mind the affection, giving a low hum into the kiss at the touches, despite still trying to lean up into your touch. Instinctively wanting to give him what he wanted, you situated yourself straddling one of his thighs and placed both hands on his chest. Your palms almost kneaded over his muscular form, fingertips just brushing through the dark hair covering his soft skin. “You’re so fucking hot, you know that?” You whispered against his lips, panting softly at the break in kisses. Your fingertips trailing down his chest, over his rippled stomach, like following the trail of fuzz leading to the waistband of his pants. “Yeah,” he said catching his breath, responding with a groan as you kept kissing him, your lips moved down his neck. “But it doesn’t mean I don’t love hearing it, keep going.” You didn’t have to look at his face to hear the smirk on his lips, despite your hands on his body and lips on his neck; he still found a way to be a brat.

“Oh, you want me to keep going?” You asked, your lips moved lower, down over his chest, making your way downward. “Well, I can’t talk and do this at the same time, so which one do you want?” You asked before flicking your tongue over one of his nipples, earning you a soft gasp. “Fuck,” you could hear the mild frustration in his voice, from just that one word. It was the tone that let you know if he had control of his hands he’d have already been pushing your head lower. “Keep doing that.” He finally answered, his head lowering enough to look down at you. For a moment your eyes met as you looked up at him, nodding and then taking his nipple into your mouth, sucking gently at the hardening skin. One of your hands slipping down into his lap, finding the hardening skin there as well. You cupped his length through those jeans he was in, your hand rubbing along it, squeezing a light pressure as Taylor cursed again. “You’re such a tease..” he said almost laughing.

“You know,” you started, changing the topic at hand, “These jeans seem really tight babe, are they getting uncomfortable?” you asked, still massaging along the outline of his cock. “Yeah no shit,” he said laughing again, looking down at you as your lips moved over his chest. And he couldn’t help but groan, giving breathy sounds as you worked. But once your lips were on the opposite nipple, he groaned in SUCH a dramatic way, a mix between pleasure and frustration. “Fuck! No!” he sounded so exasperated. “I want your mouth… so much fucking lower than that.” His arms were straining against where you had him tied again, “Please.” He added, for effect. “You remember this is about me doing whatever I wanted to you, right?” You asked, peppering kisses down his stomach shifting your position to be between his thighs.

Taylor groaned again, his head falling back against the headboard in response, “I know but holy.. shit,” he panted, “That.. feels good though,” he said as your lips got lower, moving over his hips. He shifted a little as you unbuttoned his jeans, lifting his hips up to help you slip them off. You could hear him nearly panting in anticipation as you tossed those jeans aside. And you could feel his eyes burning into you as you tugged his underwear down, he politely lifted his hips for that again, helping you. (Or just politely disguised rushing you along, which was much more likely.) As soon as that fabric was pulled down enough though, his cock popped free, and you did your best not to look too pleased with yourself. “You’re so hard already.” You cooed as you ran your hands up and down his thighs. “I know it’s what I’ve been complaining about!” Taylor exclaimed, “Put your mouth on it,” he said in his.. very general bedroom tone, before seeming to remember he wasn’t in charge and adding a soft ‘Please’ It was enough to make you laugh, “No, but-“ the rest of your sentence cut off by the most dramatic groan. “I will put my mouth on you.” You said it as you moved to lay on your stomach between his thighs, hands already slipping underneath him.

“That almost makes up for it, but it doesn’t, for the record.” Taylor said in the brattiest tone, despite pulling his thighs up in a way to make it easier for you. Your hands under him spread his ass just a bit, enough to just press your face against him. One of your hands shifting then, to gently cup his balls, holding them out of your way as your tongue lapped over his entrance. He gave the softest moan and you could hear him almost melting under your touch already. Every lick earned you more noises from the boy, who was clearly just desperate for any kind of touch at this point. “You’re still teasing.” He panted as your tongue threatened to push inside of him. And he took one muscular thigh, wrapping it around your head, his leg curving in an attempt to press your face closer to him, like he might get more that way. Despite the fact that any other time that would have driven you crazy, that was not the vibe for today. And you pulled back from him, giving his thigh a playful pop, “No! Bad!” you scolded despite doing your best not to laugh.

Taylor cocked his head at you though, giving you such a pout and puppy eyes, “I thought you were going to put something in my ass, can you at /least/ get to that?” he groaned. “I mean, your wish is my command, I was just being nice,” you teased as you reached to grab the bottle of lube, sitting back up on your knees. Opening the bottle, getting some on your fingers gave you the chance to look over the boy tied up in front of you. Every muscle seeming to be straining right now, it was kind of cute how he was definitely still tying to get free. But every inch of him was perfect, big brown eyes locked on you, lips curved into a pout as he did. His hair was a mess, dark curls everywhere, you weren’t sure when that happened, but the look suited him. Your fingers were slipping down, massaging over his entrance, as he still watched you impatiently. You could tell at some point he’d made the connection, the sooner you were satisfied with this, the sooner that you’d touch his cock. Which wasn’t entirely untrue, but the oversimplification was amusing; patience was not Taylor’s strong suit.

After a moment, for you, definitely what seemed like several hours of waiting for the boy tied up in front of you, you pushed a finger into him. Immediately Taylor groaned, it was a relaxed, almost relieved sound, as if to say ‘finally’. “More,” he instantly breathed, “You know I can take it.” He was right, you did know, and you pushed a second slick finger into him. Your motions were slow at first, more so just massaging your fingers inside of him, barely working them in and out. The noises Taylor was making now were certainly more into it, and more constant. Less like you were pulling each one from him, and more like a constant flow he couldn’t hold back anymore. As your fingers got more steady, he got louder, cursing as he jerked at his wrists. It made the headboard shake, and he pushed and pulled, one leg shifting so his foot was flat on the bed. He was doing his best to keep his thighs open for you, but doing his best to get free at the same time clearly.

“You’re taking it so good for me baby,” you cooed at him, your fingers pumping into him steadily now. “You’re being such a good boy, you look so fucking handsome all tied up, your cock so hard like that.” Your words made him whine, long lashes fluttering as he stopped struggling for a minute. “I need more,” his voice was almost pleading, but he wouldn’t phrase it that way. “Fuck me.” “Mhn did you forget how to say please, handsome?” You asked. Your free hand getting the bottle of lube and dripping some between the both of you, letting it run down your fingers. “Fuck you.” He answered through gritted teeth. But as you pushed a third finger into him, he arched, so much so that you used your free hand to push his hips down, “Relax baby, it doesn’t hurt right?” you asked. “No, fuck, no it doesn’t hurt,” he panted, “That’s my fucking spot.” He said finally relaxing his hips down. You couldn’t help but smile as you pumped your fingers into him, doing your best to aim for that same spot inside of him.

“Is that it, that’s the sweet spot baby?” you cooed. But he didn’t even have to answer, his head back, mouth open in a silent moan, brows furrowed, all of that answered for you. He jerked against the restraints; his knuckles white from how tightly he was clenching his fists. His abs so defined in front of you, just from how tense he was at the moment. You could feel him clench against your fingers, his cock giving a noticeable twitch at just your fingers inside of him. “That must feel really good huh, baby boy?” You hummed, “Do you like it?” Taylor could only nod in approval, his hands jerking against the restraints again as his hips shifted, almost like trying to fuck himself against your fingers. “Fuck!” he almost gasped, finally needing a breath of air. You kept working your fingers into him, moving in closer, straddling one of his thighs again. Partly to get closer to his beautiful face, partly to keep him more still.

“You’re killing me.” He groaned as soon as you effectively pinned him in place by sitting on his thigh. “Yeah but you love it.” You cooed, running your free hand up his stomach, the side of it barely grazing his cock as you ran your fingers up his chest. Even that little graze made him hiss, his eyes fluttering as you wrapped your hand around his throat. That, made him snap to attention as you worked your fingers into him faster now, working through the oncoming wrist cramp. In a moment of softness, you leaned in, kissing him so hard, crushing your lips against his in a bruising way. And he returned the same pace, despite how desperately he moaned against your lips. Your fingers still working inside of him, never losing focus of aiming for that sweet spot inside of him that had been driving him crazy. “Tell me you love the way I use you, baby,” Your voice was soft, there was no need to be loud now that you were so close.

“I fucking love the way you use me.” Taylor panted, “I mean I think you’re an ass for teasing me, but, it feels so fucking good.” His cheeks were flushed bright pink, lips swollen and glistening where he’d been biting them. It had been an attempt at stifling his noises, just to seem like slightly less of a mess, but he was coming so undone at your fingers. His chest was heaving, eyes almost hazy; and a quick glance between the both of you was even prettier. The tip of his cock was glistening, making his skin look even more delicious somehow. A large bead of precum had already begun to drip, sliding down the length of his thick cock. A few streaks of slick glistening on his stomach, just where he’d tried to fight so much, dripping here and there as he struggled. “Are you close? Can you cum for me like this?” You asked, still working your fingers into him, now resting your thumb against his skin, applying some pressure to his perineum. “Yeah, but like.. I’d rather you touch my dick?” he almost panted, before almost gasping at the light massage and pressure from your thumb combined with the way your fingers kept working into him. “Mhn yeah but if you cum for me like this, I’ll untie you after.” You leveraged, letting your hand fall from his throat, just to touch at that toned chest once again.

His hips jerked, as much as they could from the way you were on his thigh and how his wrists were tied. He was clenching against your fingers again, his head leaning back some as his cock twitched again, so noticeably, leaving little streaks of precum along his stomach. “You’re getting so wet for me,” you teased, watching his the tip of his cock drip more of that clear fluid, clearly you were driving him crazy. “You know if you make me cum like this,” he panted, swallowing hard, gasping for air before speaking again, “And then you let me fuck you, you’re going to need a chiropractor tomorrow.” He threatened before almost yelping as you hit a particularly good spot. He was cursing so loudly, and moaning in a desperate way now, clenching against your fingers almost constantly as his cock throbbed against his stomach. “Oh I’m banking on that baby,” as though the idea didn’t turn you on. “Why don’t you be a good boy and cum for me,” you purred. You knew him well enough to know at this point he was holding back, probably out of spite, that brattiness had to be fucked out of him every time.

“Come on baby boy,” You whispered, your hand sliding back up his chest to wrap back around his throat, “I know you’re so fucking close, let me have it, show me how good you can cum for me like this.” And just like that, Taylor was jerking again, pulling those restraints so hard, you swore the headboard would break. He cursed loudly, followed by a string of ‘Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop, keep going, fuck me, keep fucking me, just like that, yes baby, fuck me.’ All rushed together, so desperate and so needy as he clenched tight enough against your fingers you knew what (or who) was coming. His cock throbbing against his stomach as that rush of white pooled onto his skin. He was moaning, and gasping, almost whining as his hips tried to rock, tried to grind his cock up against.. nothing. You slowed your fingers, and he gave a little ‘oh shit!’ as you brushed against something particularly sensitive, laughing despite giving a whimper as he came down from that orgasm. “Fuck you, fuck you… so bad.” He said still laughing as you slipped your fingers out of him. “I’m sure you will.” You teased, shifting some to be able to reach up to untie him. He was already starting, “Oh you /know/ I will, you’re about to get fucked so hard th-“ but you cut him off, pushing your fingers into his mouth, as you used your free hand to undo his wrists, tugging those knots out. And he did happily suck your fingers, giving a soft ‘Mm’ noise as you pulled your fingers out of his mouth. “You know,” he hummed, “I taste so fucking good.” he had such a grin on his lips, “Don’t you agree?” You laughed, even if you did agree with him, “Yes Taylor, you’re such a special boy,” you teased, leaning down as he stretched his now free wrists.

But you were moving down his body, licking at the cum that had now dripped down his side. With no hesitation licking some off the bed. You couldn’t help but grin as Taylor watched and whispered a soft ‘Oh you’re dirty’. Dragging your tongue up his side, over the trail of moisture, and finally lapping any remaining moisture off his stomach. For the first time today, you were wrapping your hand around his cock. Taylor hissed, but leaned up on one elbow to watch as you wrapped your lips around the head of his cock. “Fucking finally.” He panted, despite giving a whine as you sucked at him, then pulled off with a soft pop. “You do taste so fucking good.” You said looking back up at his once again starving expression. “I know,” he was grinning like a demon, “Put your mouth back on it.” The bratty tone was back, but this time he didn’t have that same edge of desperation as before. You couldn’t help but smile at it, giving a soft ‘yes daddy’ as you took his cock back into your mouth. Sucking at the tip gently, but being so careful not to overstimulate him. But within seconds, Taylor’s fingers found your hair, tangling there instantly. “That’s it baby, you’re so fucking good.” He coached you, shifting his hips slightly, “Now put it in your throat.” He said, seconds before you felt the familiar pressure of his hand on the back of your head, pushing you down farther on his length. Let’s be honest, you knew that was coming a while ago anyway.

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