Nick Bannister helping with your childhood trauma

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request: I've been thinking about Nick bannister all Damn day...and it's got me thinking..... Can you write a smut using the kissing scene in reminisce with Rebecca Ferguson. (This scene)


Nick brings you to his house and well it starts off as a normal convo but as it progresses the questions get personal and inappropriate

I'm not sure if u write for him but I barely see any of him😭 so I thought I'd give it a try

warnings: mentions of murder, the memory tank, Mae, childhood trauma, smut, age gap, unprotected sex, not edited, loved this idea had to right the moment i saw it lmao

You'd been going to Nick to unlock some of your childhood trauma, so much of it dissociated that yes, you could remember the bad memories, but you could barely remember the good ones too. His partner, Emily, started not coming to sessions after a fight between your parents flooded to the surface. It was like you were living it all over again, and Nick had pulled out of the water tank. It was rough to go through your childhood, and you hated how Nick looked at you.

He was twenty years older than you, but he was unmistakably handsome. Always smelling like this burnt bourbony vanilla scent that you couldn't quite place. But you were also told by Emily, who had caught you in one of your lingering looks, that he wasn't really over his ex. Nick never brought her up, and there was really no reason to. It wasn't like he had feelings for you, but a charming handsome man who was helping you cope and unlock trauma? You were bound to grow feelings, especially when he hugged you after a memory. He was so warm, his smell filling your senses, and you swore his touch almost burnt.

Then one day you came in while he was in the tank, you watched as a woman with red hair was plastered on the screen. Nick was there with her, and the way he looked at her? You could tell there was a reason why he didn't get over her, she was model gorgeous. You really weren't sure about what to do, you were here for your appointment. But you couldn't help but watch as this scene moved towards him, her hand coming to his cheeks as his green eyes started at her desperately.

You were startled at the sound of an alarm ringing through the room. Nick shooting up in the tank, your hand coming in front of your face as you realized he was naked. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm so sorry. I just-I had an appointment..." You trailed.

"You're fine, sweetheart." Nick assured, as you opened your eyes to see him in a pair of shorts, though his stomach was still on view. You felt a blush running up your chest as you looked away. "Did you see-."

"Her?" You whispered, glancing up into his eyes as you gave a slight nod.

"Mae." Nick acknowledged, as he grabbed his button up and threw it over his shoulders. "She uh killed herself."

"I-I didn't know." You murmured, as he walked towards you.

"It's alright, you couldn't have." His eyes looked blood-shot as he glanced down at you. "You ready for your session?"

"I think maybe you should go to bed instead." You replied, as a smile came over his face.

"Don't wor-."

"Why not? You looked exhausted, if your trudging through memories that has to be tiring, I know I have to nap after a session." You explained, as he sighed, looking away from you for a moment, then his chin moved forward as his eyes scanned over your face. You suddenly felt nervous under his gaze.

"Sure, I'll go home." Nick hummed.

"Let me take you." You suggested.

"Y/n, seriously you don't."

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