Magcon one shots

Cam x Nash

Content warning. Smut.

*Nash's POV*
"Go make some friends," my mom's voice filled my head. My thoughts consumed by her words. "If you don't make friends now, who will you have when I'm gone?" she would ask. I sighed softly looking at her gravestone, "I love you momma," my voice cracked as I spoke. I blew a kiss to her, then got up heading back to my car. She was right, I should have listened. When she told me to make friends, I heard her, but I didn't listen. Now that she's gone I'm alone, I have no one by my side. I'm just a broke college kid, barely making it by each month. I live alone, go out alone, I do everything alone. That's a simple fact, I'm alone. Alone doesn't mean the same as lonely, but I'm lonely, I just want a friend, someone, something. I had a dog, but even she left me, just like everyone else.

When I returned home I was greeted by darkness. Shit. I forgot to pay the electric bill. I sighed before going to my room down the hall. I needed to shower, I was greasy as hell, but what good does a shower do if I have no light? I decided to use my phones flashlight, it wouldn't help much, but it's something. I stripped out of my clothes and started the shower. I got in and let out a sigh of relief as the hot water beat down on my body. The feeling was incredible, I'd shower every night if I could afford it. I grabbed the bottle of shampoo and tried getting what I could out of it. I start to massage it into my hair and thought about what my life would be if it was different. I didn't want to live like this, hell no one wanted too. I didn't exactly have a choice though, working at Tilly's wasn't the best job. The pay was crap, and I only liked one other worker there.

After my long needed shower I stepped out only to be engulfed by the cold crisp air. I rushed to my room throwing on the cleanest pair of sweats I could find. Upon searching I found a clean shirt that happened to be my older brothers. I slipped it on, then got under the covers making sure I stayed as warm as possible. Saying it was cold was an understatement, it was freezing. I heard a knock at my door, who could that be? I slowly got up, and made my way to the front door. There was another knock as I approached the door. I tried to look out the peephole, but saw nothing. At the third knock I reluctantly opened the door. "Nash?" I heard a voice. I looked up to see Cameron's wide grin. He had on a long coat, some tight jeans, and a scarf. He looked so perfect with the light flakes of snow covering him. Almost like one of those characters from a fairytale. "Cam? Come inside!" I insisted. He nodded, and I opened the door wider letting him in.

He stepped inside, and I shut it. "How have you been?" he asked wrapping his arms around me. Our embrace was short, yet warm. "I could be better," I chuckled, and he nodded. "How are you?" I asked. "Good, great actually," he said looking around. I knew my place was a dump, in my defense the only person who has ever come over was Matt. "Isn't it a little dark?" I froze, and not because of the weather this time. How do I explain this to him? 'I'm poor and I live alone since my mom died two years ago. I also have a job that doesn't pay good, and I have no family' sounds great. "Oh, yeah umm..." was all I could mumble before my voice trailed off. He reached for the light switch, flipping it up, but got no luck. He raised an eyebrow at me, and I looked down, "I didn't pay my bill," I mumbled. "Oh," his words were like daggers to my heart. I cleared my throat, then looked back up at him, "So what brings you here? And how'd you even find me?" I asked. So many questions swarmed my mind. It's not that I didn't want him here, it's that I didn't want him to see me like this. "Just missed you, things got lonely when you left, oh and Matt told me," he mumbled. I smiled at him, he missed me? Out of all the people in the world, I was lucky enough to have him miss me? Wow.

We sat on my couch talking, reminiscing about the good times. We talked about High School and how things have changed. We also talked about some serious things, like our parents. I told him everything about my mom, and I explained how my dad went crazy. He ranted to me about his crazy alcoholic father, and his mother who supported his father through everything. Turns out I wasn't the only one with a pretty fucked up family, but he ended up successful, I didn't. That's the only difference between us. Yeah we both have horrible pasts, but Cameron didn't let that get in the way, however I did.

When I awoke in the morning there was something heavy on my chest. I looked down to see Cameron's naked body against mine. I smiled running my fingers through his hair, and kissed the top of his head. Memories of last night flooded through my mind, everything was so perfect. It all started with a kiss. It was only a kiss, how did it end up like this? The kiss became a make out session, then we started to grind on each other. "Oh fuck Nash," Cameron moaned out as I moved my hips against his. I let out a soft whine and pressed my hips down harder. He wriggled his hips, doing it back. It felt so nice. Soon after that we were both completely undressed, except I was under him this time. He pressed hot kisses along my body, and left hickeys all over. I let out moans and groans, as he kissed down my happy trail, stopping at my v-line, and coming back up. My body was burning, and I felt electric shocks all over. I arched my back slightly when his thumbs flicked over my nipples in a teasing manner. Great, he found my sensitive spot, now he can tease me with it. After a while of working on my upper body, he moved to my cock. He licked over the tip as precum dripped out. "F-fuck," I gasped out. I was as hard as a rock, and he knew what to do to keep me that way. The actual sex part didn't hurt as bad as I thought. We both weren't virgins, so we knew what we were doing. See when my mom died, I went through a phase of drinking and fucking as many people as I could. With Cameron it was different, there was something between us. Which is ironic because there wasn't anything between us, considering our bodies were pressed against one another's.

I let out a loud gasp as Cameron slid into my entrance. I didn't think he was this big, I mean he looked pretty big, I just didn't expect it to feel this way. He slowly started to roll his hips and I bit my lip. He waited until I was fully adjusted, then started to thrust harshly. Though it stung, it also was the best feeling in the world. He pulled out a few times, only to slam in again. My face fell into the mattress, as my moans got louder. I practically let out a scream when he pulled me up by my hair. His fingers tangled in my hair felt so good. He continued thrusting, until I was pushed over the edge. I started to cum on the sheets, and a little on myself. He let out a groan and came inside me not long after. After riding out our highs he pulled out, and pulled me in for a kiss.

I licked my lips as the images of last night played through my mind. I felt Cameron shift a bit, and a groan escaped from his lips reminding me of the events between us. This boy had me hooked, I didn't want it to just be a one night stand. I wanted something with Cameron, but I knew he wouldn't want anything with me. He was better off without me there to drag him down. He probably only did this because he pities me, I'm a goddamn charity case. "Good morning," Cameron yawned breaking me out my thoughts. I couldn't help but to smile at him, "morning," I replied softly. "Breakfast?" he suggested, and I nodded.

After us both getting dressed we headed out into the cold, being greeted by snow. Sure it was pretty, but it was cold, a little too cold for me to be wearing a thin sweater. I didn't have anything else really, so it worked. We ended up going to Denny's after being indecisive about what to get. We sat at a table waiting for our food to come, then I looked at him. "So we have to talk about it," I said almost too seriously. He nodded, "What did you think about it?" "I thought it was amazing, you?" "Same," he replied with a chuckle, then set his hand on top of mine from across the table. "I want more than this," he said, "I want a relationship." When the words escaped his lips, I wanted to dance on top of the table, but I contained my excitement. "I want a relationship too," I spoke, almost inaudibly. He grinned at me, and I felt my cheeks heat up. He lifted up my hand and placed a soft kiss to it, making my body burn. Just like last night, I was overwhelmed by feelings for him.

After that Cameron came over everyday. We practically lived together. He helped me get a new house, one that was cheaper, cleaner, and in a nicer area. I got a better job, and we got a dog. If it wasn't for Cameron coming to visit me, I wouldn't be where I am now. He helped me achieve most of my goals, and everyday is better with him. He helped me get back on my feet, got me my job actually. I love him, and he loves me, that's all I could really ask for. I try to thank him all the time, but he doesn't like it when I do. He just says it was the right thing to do, but I know deep down he loves knowing he made a difference. Cameron was my only friend sure, but he was enough. Matt didn't come around much after Cameron and I became official, but I don't need him. I only need Cameron, and our Jaxx to be complete.

(A/N)

"Why are all your long one shots always Cash?" Because fuck you.