You and Nate are just friends and it’s a Saturday night and you’re bored as hell, so you decide to go to Nate’s place to play some video games and order a pizza. You walk down the street to his house and sneak in through the back window to his room and as soon as you pop in, you hear that the shower is on. You groan in frustration and you’re about to climb back out the window until you hear a strange noise come from his bathroom. You raise an eyebrow and cautiously and quietly walk over to the door. You press your ear to the door and realize that it’s the sound of moaning and your eyes widen. You are about to back away from the door until you hear:
"Oh y/n, b-baby. Su-suck me h-harder. Oh god." You stare at the door and just keep listening until you hear his breathing become even more erratic and you decide to—shake things up a little. You quietly open and shut the door, feeling your panties get wetter with each moan and whimper of your name slipping from his mouth. You smirk as you strip down completely and you decide to sit on the bathroom counter and say in a sing-song voice:
"Oh Naaaaaaaate." Suddenly, you hear Nate swearing and it sounds like he’s slipping all over the place in the shower. He turns off the water and sticks his head out of the shower and faces you.
"Y/n! What the hell are y—" He doesn’t even finish his sentence when he realizes you are completely naked and staring at him with big, innocent eyes. Nate gulps and tries his hardest to swallow the lump in his throat. You smirk at that.
"So tell me something, Nate. In that little fantasy of yours in the shower—was I making you feel good?" Nate can’t even bring himself to speak so he hair nods his head a couple of times. You smile and hop off the counter, swaying your hips as you walk over to him, who is still hiding in the shower. You stare at him for a second before ripping the curtain away from his body. Nate tries his best to cover up his erection, but you grab his wrists so that he is completely exposed to you and he hides his flustered face from you. You giggle a little and help him step out of the shower. As soon as he is out of the shower, you sink down to your knees, pinning his wrists to his sides. He whines a little until you look up at him and shush him. "Don’t be too loud. You’ll get our asses caught. Got it?" Nate’s cock twitches at that and you smirk before you begin to teasingly suck the head of his cock. His eyes screw shut and he bites his lip to keep himself from moaning your name. You slowly sink your mouth down further until his cock is down your throat. His eyes fly open when you begin to bob your head and you both make eye contact. You bat your eyelashes at him and he can feel his knees slowly giving out on him because he is so close to the edge. You hum around his cock and graze your teeth on his length, feeling him twitch again and again.
"Y/n," he stammers out in a whisper, "I-I—oh god. F-fuck. Shit." You hum around him again and he finally sinks to his knees from the force of his orgasm. Streaks of hot cum shoot into your mouth, one after another, and Nate is shuddering on the floor, whimpering out your name amongst many profanities. When you pull off of him, you move yourself so that you are sitting on his chest. He looks at you with tired, hooded eyes.
"Was that better than your fantasy?" you ask. Nate smiles and chuckles.
"Way better."
