Nikki was sitting in his bed, listening to the voice recordings of his mother playing over the phone, still hating everthing about her. he didnt know what to fucking think after everything thats happened to him, getting addicted to heroin and that stuff.. but you were one of a kind, you knew a lot about him but he didnt know much about you, you and him fucked once but you were also sorta his friend/sex toy when hes bored. but at the moment you were banging on his bedroom door. Nikki got up and opened the door. “the fuck do you wa..want..” he said in a drowsy voice from the heroin and alcohol. you called me and said you have no idea how bad I wanna fuck you like 20 minutes ago? You say confused. He blushes, caught off guard by your directness. After a moment of hesitation, he admits, "I... I did say that, didn't I?" He looks down at the ground, embarrassed by his own boldness. You nod looking at him not aware that he's on anything at all. He takes a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves. He looks back up at you, a mix of desire and vulnerability in his eyes. So... you still want to do that? To fuck me like you want to? His voice is barely above a whisper, heavy with anticipation. please do I like it rough you whisper in his ear with a plea like your life depends on it. He shudders at the thought of it, his head swimming with both pleasure and the hazy effects of the heroin. He takes your hand and leads you to his bed, pushing you down onto the mattress roughly. Do you want me to fuck you hard? You nod feeling a wave of desire in your veins and you look at him and meet his hungry gaze. With a primal growl, he rips off your clothes and tosses you onto the bed, pinning you down with his body. He fumbles with his own pants, desperate to free himself, his hands shaking slightly from the heroin coursing through his veins. You want it rough, huh? I like it rough I want to feel you slam into me like your life depends on it you say with a cocky smirk on your face. Without hesitation, he thrusts into you with a forceful intensity, his heroin-infused stamina giving him the ability to keep going harder and longer than ever before. His eyes are glazed over, giving him a lazy but determined look. Fuck, you're so tight. You moan and you grip the bed sheet as nikki thrusts into you roughly causing the bed frame to creak a bit as it hits the wall. He continues to pound into you with wild abandon, the combination of the heroin and the pleasure only heightening his senses. His breath comes in ragged gasps, sweat dripping down his face as he loses himself in the moment. Oh god, yeah. Oh god please don't stop nikki it feels so good you moan out as you clench the white soft bed sheets with your fists in pure pleasure and desire. As the high from the heroin intensifies, so does his pleasure. He reaches down, gripping your hips and pulling you into him even harder, each thrust sending a shock wave of pleasure coursing through your body. Oh yeah, that's it. Take it. You like that? Oh yeah fuck it feels so good you gasp out loudly with the bed continuing to shake and creak. His movements become more erratic, the heroin coursing through his veins as he continues to thrust into you with reckless abandon. The bed creaks and groans under the weight of your combined bodies, but neither of you care. The pleasure is too intense, too overwhelming. Oh baby... god please you moan out as nikki continues to slam into you with all his force roughly.
His mind is a fog of pleasure and heroin as he continues to pound into you with relentless force. He can hear the screams and moans of the other patrons, but all he cares about is the pulsing need between his legs. You like that, huh? You moan out loudly fuck yeah please don't stop, as ecstasy and pure pleasure courses through your veins. He lets out a guttural groan, his hips snapping against yours with a rhythm that borders on violent. The room spins, the lights blurring together as he loses himself in the haze of pleasure and drugs. Gonna... gonna cum... Me too I can't hold back you groan before you both cum, nikki Cumming inside of you and the mixed fluids start to drip down your legs. As you both reach your peak, he buries himself deep inside you, his own release hot and potent as it fills you up. He collapses on top of you, his weight crushing, his body trembling from the intensity of the orgasm and the heroin still pulsing through his veins. Fuck... You pants heavily with nikki resting on top of you, your mind racing with thoughts. He remains still for a moment, catching his breath as the afterglow of the orgasm starts to fade. The heroin is still working its magic, leaving him feeling calm and detached, but also strangely alert. You okay, sweetheart? he murmurs, his voice low and husky. You nod and say I'm more than okay why, are you okay? You question him. He nods, his head resting against your shoulder. He can feel the sweat beading on his forehead, the mixture of sweat and cum sticky between your bodies. The heroin is starting to wear off, leaving him with a familiar sense of unease. I'm... I'm fine. Are you sure your stuttering your words, are you positive you okay you say to nikki as you look into his eyes a bit worried he didn't like the hook up. His eyes meet yours, and he can see the genuine concern in your gaze. He smiles, hoping to reassure you, but the worry lines around his eyes only deepen. I'm okay. Just... Just dealing with some shit, you know? he says, his voice barely above a whisper. You look up at Nikki's eyes and you notice his dilated pupils, and you then look at the ground and notice a scarf, and a needle. He notices your gaze flick to the ground, and his heart sinks. The scarf and the needle are unmistakable evidence of his addiction, and he knows he can't hide it from you anymore. Fuck... he mutters, running a hand through his hair in frustration. A-are you on heroin Nikki you mutter out feeling a pain of guilt and sadness hit you like a brick as the realization sinks in. He looks at you, his eyes almost empty. He knows he can't deny it, not when the evidence is staring you both in the face. He nods slowly, his mouth set in a grim line. Yeah... I am. he says, his voice barely above a whisper. S-show me were you've been doing it you say with a tear rolling down your face and you then get impatient and scream show me now! Through a sob not knowing why he would wanna do that to himself at all. You start to sob and you say why would you do this to yourself Nikki you could die! you sob out through tears and coughs. He looks at the packet in his hand, feeling a pang of guilt as he sees the way your tears are rolling down your cheeks. He takes a deep breath, then tosses the packet aside, his movements almost violent. Maybe I don't care... Nikki I love you and so do other people! You shout out still through sobs and coughs and your face is burried in your hands still naked and vulnerable. He stops, frozen in his tracks as he hears your words, his heart pounding in his chest. He sees the vulnerability in your naked form, the desperation in your tears, and suddenly, he's struck by how much he doesn't want to lose you. You cough through sobs and say I love you alright I don't care that I'm just another play toy but I love you you shout at nikki still sobbing as the tears run down your naked chest. Something cracks inside him at your words, a dam breaking apart. He rushes to you, dropping to his knees and pulling you into his arms. He holds you tight, his face buried in your hair as he whispers, I love you too... I don't know what the fuck I'd do without you... If you really love me you'll stop doing heroin for me, you'll stop fucking other girls, that's how I know you really love me. You say through sobs as you hold him close.
