Battle Wounds: Solangelo Soulmate AU

ONE-HUNDRED AND SIX

CW: Smutty :) doesn't start till about half way through though

WILL POV:
As much as I love Texas it feels really good to be back home. Nicos currently sat on the ground with Mrs. O'Leary in his lap, wagging her tail so hard it's hitting the wall with a loud thump.

I go and sit over next to them and Mrs. O'leary turns her kisses onto me next, attacking my face with her tongue. I can't help but smile and laugh but I still push her off cause I hate when her giant tongue gets slobber all over me.

"Stop licking him baby," Nico scolds her lightly. "You know he doesn't like that."

We sit on the ground with her for nearly thirty minutes before we finally finish dragging our luggage back up the stairs to our room. I start unpacking both of our bags for us because I know Nico never will do his own unless I do it now. He'll just slowly live out of it for a while until eventually it's empty again.

Once I'm done I turn only to find Nico already out cold wrapped around Mrs. O'leary. I smile and change into my pajamas before doing my best to change Nico into his. Nico only half wakes up which means he's practically no help in getting him out of his, frankly obscenely tight skinny jeans.

"Thanks," he murmurs before rolling back over to cuddle Mrs. O'Leary.

"Do you want a new t-shirt?"

He shakes his head so I leave him alone to go back to sleep. I go and brush my teeth before coming back wrapping my arms around both Nico and Mrs. O'Leary.

When I wake up again in the morning I have Nico curdled up against my chest, his face pressed into the nape of my throat and I can feel his breaths ghosting over the skin there. I smile and kiss his forehead gently, careful not to wake him. He didn't sleep very well when we were in Texas, which is to be expected since he was so stressed out.

He sleeps for another hour before finally starting to stir. He takes a deep breath and yawns, pressing his face against me firmly with a quiet whine in the back of his throat that I know he didn't mean to make.

"Morning Nico," I say quietly.

He groans and pulls himself closer to me. He doesn't say anything for another thirty minutes, just holds himself close to me and lets me play with his hair. He sighs contently and drags his fingers up and down my back in a way that sends shivers through my whole body. It was the perfect morning in my eyes.

I hear my mom head out the front door and leave for work and Nico must hear it too because he smirks and immediately starts kissing my neck.

"Someone wake up in a mood?" I tease him, lifting my chin to encourage him.

I feel him smile, "Maybe."

"What do you want baby?" I ask him.

His kisses on my neck quickly become sloppy open-mouthed kisses and I feel him such a bruise right where I can only hope a jacket with cover it. "You."

I smile and pull his chin up so I can kiss him. I immediately lick my way into his mouth and he climbs on top of me, straddling my hips. He's only wearing boxers so I can feel how he's already half-hard as he grinds against me slightly. I reach around and grab his ass to press him against me harder, causing him to moan into my mouth. I repeat the motion, slowly feeling him get fully hard against me as I swallow all his moans greedily.

"Fuck," he curses under his breath, moving his lips back down to my throat. "I love you."

"Love you more darlin'," I smile, moving my hand to his hair and getting a fistful to hold him to me. He groans and melts against me, licking and sucking all over my neck.