your love is my drug | nicole x fem reader (class of 09')

(TW SH NSFW) razorblade kisses ☆

 MAJOR MAJOR TW FOR SH, and nicole's weird sh fetish.. 😭

please do not read this if you are sensitive to topics like this, please keep in mind that this book is quite problematic and contains very sensitive and shocking content. reader discretion is advised

// college AU

"Jesus, babe, what's going on?" Nicole's voice was a mix of surprise and concern as she pushed the bathroom door open. The room was a typical college mess, towels strewn on the floor, makeup scattered across the sink, and a damp, sticky feeling in the air.Y/N looked up, her eyes wide and teary, but not from pain. Nestled in the bathtub, she had her phone in one hand and a small blade in the other. The screen was a blur of scrolling words, and Nicole could see the glint of fresh blood on the blade. She took a step closer, her heart racing a bit. The smell of copper was faint, but unmistakable.Y/N's voice was shaky as she held out the phone to show Nicole the screen. "It's just... everything's so much, you know?" Nicole glanced at the phone, taking in the barrage of negative comments and hurtful messages from Y/N's ex. Her stomach twisted, but not with the same intensity she felt when she saw the cuts. The sight of the crimson lines on Y/N's skin sent a different kind of thrill through her.Her eyes lingered on the delicate thighs, the fresh wounds standing out against her flesh. The sight was mesmerizing, a twisted kind of artistry that only someone like Nicole could appreciate. She felt her pulse quicken, her breaths growing shallower. It was wrong, she knew, but she couldn't help the way her body responded to the vulnerability laid bare before her."Damn, that's kinda hot," Nicole said nonchalantly, her voice dropping an octave. Y/N's eyes snapped to her, a mix of confusion and embarrassment flushing her cheeks. The room grew thick with tension, a silent question hanging in the air.Never one to miss a beat, Nicole leaned against the sink, her eyes never leaving the crimson trails on Y/N's thighs. She felt a strange thrill, her mind racing with the implications of her words. The room was so quiet she could hear the faint sound of her own heart thumping in her chest, a rhythm that seemed to echo in the stillness."Can I?" she asked, reaching for the razor blade with a steady hand. Y/N's eyes grew even wider, a mix of shock and something else—something darker, more primal. She nodded, almost imperceptibly, and Nicole handed over the weapon with trembling fingers.Nicole took the blade, feeling the cool metal against her palm, and kneeled beside the tub. She studied the pattern of cuts, her mind racing with the desire to add to the canvas. The need to feel that rush of power, to be the one to cause the pain, was almost overwhelming. Her gaze met Y/N's, and she saw the trust in her girlfriend's eyes, a trust that was both terrifying and exhilarating."You want me to?" she asked, her voice softer than she'd intended. Y/N nodded again, the slightest tremble in her chin betraying her nerves. "Where do you want it?"Y/N's hand hovered over her stomach, tracing a line just below her ribs. "Here," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Nicole felt her stomach clench with anticipation. The power exchange was intoxicating, and she didn't hesitate. She took the blade, the sharpness a silent promise between them.The first touch was feather-light, the metal barely grazing the skin. Y/N's breath hitched, her eyes closing as she waited for the pain to come. Nicole's heart was pounding in her ears, her eyes locked onto the spot where the blade would break the surface. She applied a bit more pressure, the skin giving way with a soft hiss.Y/N's eyes flew open, a gasp escaping her lips as the sting registered. Nicole felt a jolt of excitement, watching the crimson line spread like a blooming flower beneath the blade. She moved the blade with precision, the sound of the cut echoing through the tense silence. Y/N's hand gripped the edge of the tub, her knuckles white as she endured the pain."You're fucking sexy like this," Nicole murmured, her voice thick with arousal. Y/N's eyes snapped to hers, a mix of confusion and desire swirling in their depths. The words were like a match thrown onto a pool of gasoline, igniting a fire that neither of them could have predicted.Normally, Y/N would have been horrified at the thought of someone finding her self-harm attractive. But the way Nicole said it, with such raw hunger, it was like she'd whispered sweet nothings into her ear. The room spun around her, and she felt a warmth spread through her body that had nothing to do with the pain.Never breaking eye contact, Nicole leaned in, her tongue tentatively touching the edge of the freshest wound. The salty tang of blood hit her taste buds, and she moaned, the sound low and needy. It was like a drug, a heady rush that she hadn't expected. She lapped at the crimson drops, her tongue tracing the path of the blade. Y/N's thighs quivered under her touch, the sensation a strange mix of pleasure and pain."Can I fuck you like this?" Nicole's voice was shy but careless, her desire burning through the air like a wildfire. Y/N's breathing was erratic, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She didn't answer, but the way she parted her legs, the way she leaned back into the tub, leaving her neck exposed, was answer enough.

// well that was definitely something. uhhh lmk if i should to a part 2 with smut!! very bloody smut 😭