BAD OMENS ONE SHOTS (30 Days of Bad Omens)

You're Such A Needy Girl (Nick Folio x Female Reader)

PAIRING: Nick Folio x Reader

CONTENT WARNING: Orgasm denial, sex toy

--This is real-person fiction. Real people in fictitious situations. If this is not your thing, please find another story to read. 

-Crossposted on Tumblr and AO3

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Leaning over the pool table you hear Nick Folio chuckle behind you. The mini skirt he asked you to wear, without panties, of course, rides up your thigh slightly. Not to be indecent as you are in public but just enough to make Nick's eyes darken with desire.

Your shoulders tense as you line up your shot with your cue. You bite your lip to muffle the yelp trying to free itself from your lips as your pussy clenches around the vibrating toy inside you. "Little Fucker," you curse under your breath.

When the pulsing stops, you try to focus on your breathing again. You take your shot and sink one of your striped balls into the corner pocket. "Ha!" you exclaim as Nick eyes the rest of the balls on the table. You stick your tongue out which earns you a glare as he closes the distance. "It's just the beginning," he leans in to whisper in your ear.

He's right; we are tied so anything could happen. The shot of whiskey you both took before starting the game finally has kicked in losing up your rigid muscles. You point and laugh at Nick when he misses his shot. But instead of a sarcastic remark, Nick opens his phone to the app controlling your toy and sends a quick and tense buzz as punishment. Clenching your thighs and jaw tight all you can do is flip him off. Nick's tight line lip curls slightly as his finger hovers over the button that could be your demise.

"Ok, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," you rush out raising your hands in surrender. "I'll stop. I promise. Scouts honor." You mock a salute and he just rolls his eyes.

"Quit procrastinating and take your shot," he says playfully.

"It's only fair," Nick remarks as he eyes your stance. "You took it upon yourself to tell the guys you could beat me in a game of pool. That 'you were the best player in the world'."

You stand up straight glaring at Nick. "Hey, I was drunk, okay? But I'm still right," You give Nick a wicked grin. The cue slides easily through your hand hitting the targeted ball which lands smoothly in the middle side pocket.

From the bar stool, you watch Nick take his calculated shot. With a thunk, his ball lands in the corner pocket. Shit. You press your thighs together waiting for the vibrations. Nick grabs his phone and makes his way to you. You open your mouth to say something sarcastic but he silences you with the finger pressed to your lips.

"You are going to get us some water because it's going to be a long night," Nick whispers into your ear. "I need my girl to be hydrated." Nick smirks as he offers you his hand which you take cautiously. You take a few steps towards the bar when all of a sudden, low and steady vibrations rumble against your aching pussy.

You swallow a moan as you approach the bar then throw your head over your shoulder to send daggers at Nick. To your dismay, he doesn't pity you but rather grins and waves back at you. He is going to be the death of me and my pussy.

Miraculously, you don't spill a drop of water on your way back to Nick despite the constant throbbing between your thighs. Nick rewards you with praise and a kiss on the cheek.

When the sensation ceases you flop down on the stool and blow out the breath you'd been holding. You quickly slurp down the water as Nick sets the appetizer down on the high table. You sit and chat while devouring the food, grateful for the rest. With empty plates and satisfied bellies, Nick offers his hand once again.