CW: hate fucking, enemies to lovers, mean!Nick
Nick pants in your ear to the beat of each thrust of his hips. It's hot, your senses overwhelmed with the smell of him. His cologne mixed with the whiskey he took a shot of was intoxicating and you were drowning in him. Nick huff's again, forcing you into the counter, making you gasp for air.
"You don't know how long i've wanted this," he moans, giving your clit a smack. "No fucking idea how long i've wanted you under me, crying for me. Getting fucked stupid. You're so tight, shit. This your first time, baby?" His tone full of mockery, you seethe in the midst of your pleasure. Nick knows full well this isn't your first time, he also knew you were meeting someone tonight. You can't believe you let this happen but he cornered you in the bathroom. Chuckled and turned the lock, and once his eyes met yours, you caved and you caved fast.
"This yours?" you ask, voice wavering with his thrusts. "Can't even fuck right."
Nick tuts, then reaches between you both. "Then why're you drippin' like this, huh? Whose cock has you moaning like a whore? Think you like being used, especially by me."
He reangles his hips, hitting a spot you didn't know you had. You screamed, and Nick reached to slap his hand over your mouth.
"Shut up! Fuck, that felt good, huh?"
You wail, pushing your thighs together in an attempt to not cum so fast. Your lower stomach tightens and burns.
"You gonna go be someone else's sloppy seconds? Gonna go call him and let him fuck you with my cum for lube? Fuck, that's embarrassing, baby, m-maybe I should just take you back to mine, get you cleaned up-"
Your hand goes right on top of his, pulling it down from your mouth. "Nicky, more!" you cry, holding onto him desperately as he fucks into you deeper, causing little whines to fall from your mouth. Almost positive one of the guys can hear, and will bring it up later.
"Never wanna feel another pussy again. You gonna let me have it? Gonna let me ruin this cunt for anyone else, aren't you? Course you are, you fit me like a glove."
You nod, hot tears falling, head fuzzy. You're squeezing him, trying so hard to hold off your orgasm. You usually hate when he speaks, but it seems he's finally putting his mouth to good use.
"I don't like sharing, baby. Come on, say it, tell me I can keep you,"
You cum, no warning. His name falling from your mouth, almost like a prayer, body fuzzy. Only thing on your mind is him.
"Oh fuck, yeah, Just like that, l'm gonna -"
He pulls out at the very last second, jerking himself off and cumming on your stomach. He keeps your hip in a death grip, that's going to bruise and honestly? You can't wait to see it.
He collapses against you, pressing a soft kiss to your tear stained cheek.
He sighs and puts himself back in his pants, running a hand through his hair and fixing himself up. Staring right at your used cunt, he asks, "So? Gonna let me keep you?"
You scoff. "Fuck me like that again, and yeah."
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Blurbs + One Shots // Bad Omens
FanfictionJust a whole lot of blurbs, one shots, thoughts, whatever you wanna call them. Chapters with smut will be labeled! Chapters with dark content will be labeled and TW will be in the top of each chapter. Adding to pretty frequently.