Imagines ✧ OGOC & Magcon | DISCONTINUED

N.M - We're Going To Make Love/Smut.

• Hey, could you please do one with Nate, where he's making love to y/n because she's really insecure about her body and he wants to show her that he doesn't care if she's not skinny and yeah.. thanks!

-- (Y/N's POV) --

I sigh, why have I got to look so disgusting and horrible in every dress I try on? Why can't my curves just disappear and I actually look borderline hot?

"Baby you nearly done in there?" Nate asks, knocking on the bathroom door.

"Uh," I've got to be honest with him, honesty has been key since day one of our relationship. "No, no I'm not." I reply.

He opens the door and pops his head in, frowning when he sees me red eyed looking at my reflection. My eyes always managed to give it away when I felt like crying. "Y/N what's wrong?" He asks, standing behind me whilst snaking his arms around my waist, threading his hands together on my stomach.

I sniffle, grabbing some tissue from the box to wipe my nose, it's a good job I hadn't done my make up already otherwise It'd be ruined. "L-Look at me Nate, I can't fucking wear a dress without it looking spray painted into my body, it's disgust-" I knew I was crying, but I wasn't expecting to fully break down in front of a mirror.

"Shush baby, shush," he coos, resting his chin on my shoulder as he slowly rocks us side to side. He turns me around and wipes my cheeks with his thumbs. "No, you're not as skinny as other girls and I know that hurts to hear but it's true, there's no point in lying but I want you to understand that it's more than okay not to be stick thin, I love your curves, I love your thighs and I want to feel beautiful in your own skin. It's amazing to have curves and a body like yours, I'm 100% sure that there's girls out there that would kill to look like you. You're fucking beautiful Y/N and I wouldn't want you to look any other way, you're the girl I fell in love with, not a skinner Y/N, you. I want you to know and remember that, be comfortable in your own body because it's fucking amazing." By the time he is finished, it's not sad tears that trickle down my skin, they're happy tears.

"N-Nate I don't know what to say-"

"Don't say nothing, embrace your insecurities and flaunt them. You don't wanna' go to the party? We won't go to the party. Right now I wanna' show you just how beautiful you are and how much I love you." He whispers, pulling me by my hips away from the counter to guide me to the bedroom.

He stops in front of the bed, sliding his t-shirt off, I trail my fingers down his chest and stomach until I reach the elastic of his Calvin Klein boxers. "We're not gonna' fuck, we're not gonna' have sex, we're going to make love." I repress a giggle at how cute and corny he sounds as he grabs the hem of my dress and pulls it all the way up my body.

"Nate I can't wait." I quietly whisper as he tosses my dress to the side, the feeling had already arrived in my stomach by just looking at him. He never failed to turn me on.

I stand there in my underwear, completely vulnerable but with Nate I felt protected; he'd never do anything that I'm not comfortable with or don't want to do, he's sweet like that, caring.

"Okay baby," he smiles, caressing my wide hips. "Lay down." He whispers.

I look over my shoulder and take a step back to sit down on our shared bed and lay back, watching him unbutton his jeans and drop them to his ankles. He moves so elegantly, his muscles flexed and became more prominent as he moved.

He crawled up the bed, between my legs and unclipped my bra, kissing my neck as he did so. I reach up and slide my fingers through his hair, closing my eyes as he sucks and nibbles on my skin. "Nate." I moan, wrapping my legs around his waist.

"I know baby, I know." He chuckles, reaching over to the bedside table to collect a condom from the drawer. He quickly rolls it on.

"I love you Nate." I whisper as he pulls my panties off and lines himself up at my entrance, biting his lip and groaning as he sees how wet I already am for him.

"I love you too lil' mama, forever and always," he whispers and in one slow, swift movement he's all the way inside of me, stretching me out. "You okay baby?" He asks, I nod for him to move.

He starts slow and hard, unlike how we normally do; fast and impatient. "Faster Nate." I moan, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"No baby, I want to show you how much I love you, to feel it. I want to make the most of this." He whispers, resting his head between my shoulder and neck.

So he remains slow, somehow it was better than usual, more intimate and loving. I wasn't aware of the difference between sex and making love until this night, Nate showed me the difference. Not only did he show me but he let me experience it, he made me feel loved to the fullest, beautiful and perfect in my own skin.

Fuck those skinny bitches as Nicki would say.

I love me, I love my body and most of all I love Nate.

"I'm close Y/N." He pants, still moving in his slow pace which I had grown to love in these past few minutes.

"Me too baby." I tell him, kissing his shoulder. The bed rocked along with us, managing to hit the wall and make a noise at every pace.

The knot in my stomach was unbareable, I let go in pleasure and released all over his condom covered shaft, yelling his name at the top of my lungs. "Music to my ears lil' mama." He smirks and follows suit, releasing in the condom.

"That was the best." I pant, calming down from my orgasm.

"I couldn't agree more, I love you Y/N and I don't want you to be upset no more." He smiles, pulling out of me and standing up to throw the used condom away.

"I won't Nate, I love you so much." I smile, watching as he lifts the comforter up for us both to climb beneath it.

"Do you promise you won't get upset anymore?" He asks, holding his pinky out to me as I snuggle up to his side.

"I promise times a million." I giggle and wrap my pinky around his, kissing it to seal the promise.