I Was Thinking Of Doing A More Snaps But The Kind You'll Get From Chris Or Matt If You Were Friends With

Do you like scary movies?

Summary: You and Nick have sex while you are stoned.

TW: smocking the green stuff, cursing, NSFW.

Note: Sub!Nick and reader is a cis male (so sorry to the trans readers, I’ll make more things for you all eventually).

A Friday night out ended up like it always does, 3 random Instagram users written on my hand, my eyes red, a can of mountain dew on my hand and me walking to Nicks house. My head fuzzy and my pants tight with the thought of his soft legs bringing me closer to him.

I hear my phone ring, and as I take it out of my front pocket, I can see that Nick is calling me, probably because I haven’t replied to the 15 messages, he has been sending me since I told him I was heading his way. I answer.

-Yellow?

-Why haven you been texting back? You’ve got me worried, you stupid fuck. - He sounds annoyed more than angry.

-Sorry love. - I mumble back, my pants getting insanely tighter around my crotch just from hearing his voice.

-Don’t call me love…

-Oh, but you love it when I whisper it into your ear as I slide in so-

-ENOUGH!

I laugh as I stand on the porch of his house, grabbing my set of keys where I keep the key to the front door, one he gave my many months ago.

-Do you like scary movies? – I whisper to the phone as I open the door, entering the house and locking it behind me.

-Yeah… - Nick whispers back, the house is dark, empty, besides the two of us.

-What’s your favorite scary movie? – I walk to his room, my boots making the tiles squeak with every step, I can see a dim light shine through Nicks closed door.

-I don’t know…-He whispers, I hear him walking around his room. I laugh once more and I hang up on him as I open the door, he lets out a little gasp that makes my chuckle even harder. – God, knock next time.

-Why would I? – I walk to him and hug him, squeezing his body to mine, takin in his scent. – you are my final boy after all, and now I have you. – I kiss his cheek, down to his jaw and then to his neck.

-You are so dumb. Fuck- wait, you just got here.

Nick tries to squirm away from me but I push him to the bed. He lands on his back, pushing himself up with his elbows.

-Come on, love. I need you; we can talk after… if you are not too tired. – I wink at him and his cheeks blush a bit. I unzip my pans as I watch him take of his shirt (which is actually mine, one that I left many weeks ago and now he uses to sleep from time to time), I climb on the bed, crawling to him.

-You always fall asleep first. -Nick mumbles out, his hands sliding to my stomach from underneath my shirt, lifting it.

-That’s because I always leave you satisfied. – I smirk, helping him take off my shirt and tossing it on the floor, probably to never see it again, because he will steal it.

-Whatever, just shut up. – Nick looks away, I lean down, kissing his jaw softly as I move my hands all over his waist and hips.

-Mhm, is my baby shy? – Moving my hands down slowly, his sleeping shorts glide down smoothly. I slide down my jeans and I press my hips against his, my hard length rubbing over his. Pushing my body to his, I kiss him, messy lips crashing against each other, his hands wondering on my neck, hair and chest.

With a little of help from him I completely take off his shorts and boxer, his leaking tip hit his tummy, white drops smearing all over his abdomen. I smile as I watch him, my cheeks a bit red, my right hand takes his length and starts stocking it softly, my other hand goes to my waistband and pull down my boxers. I lean down and kiss his cheek softly, pressing both of our members together. Nick gasps, his back arches, his cheeks red and his eyes filled with need.

I rub my hips back and forward until I need more. “Turn around” I whisper into his ear, and on a swift roll Nick is laying on his chest, his legs keeping his hips up, his back arched prettily. I reach out to his night stand drawer and take out the bottle of lube half empty, pouring a bit on my dick and some on his entrance, rubbing it all over and inside of him.

-You ready baby? – I ask, his eyes meeting mine over his shoulder, he nods. – Words love, talk to me. – Nick whines.

-Yes! I’m ready – his voice is shaky, his hips move a bit, backing onto mine.

-Okay pretty boy. Be as loud as you want.

I stroke my length a few times before softly pushing it in, biting down on my lip, Nick buries his face into the pillow and I could hear his small whines and gasps.

-Come one, sweetheart. Let me hear you.

I grab a fist full of his hair and pull it gently, his head softly raises and I start pounding him slowly, long and controlled thrusts. As Nicks moans and pleads get louder my hips buckle into him at a messier pace, my chest heavy, my head spinning as I squeeze his hip.

-Fuck… - I pull out, grabbing him by the hip and shoulder make him turn around, laying on his back, I grab both of our cocks, gently pressing and rubbing them. Nicks back arches, his body pressing against mine.

I shut my eyes, biting down on his neck, strong to leave a mark but not enough to hurt. I feel the way his legs shake and my breath starts to steady as I feel the warmth dripping down my hand to his stomach.

-God, I love when you go partying. – Nick whine sunder his breath.

-I know sweety, I know.

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hi could you do something similar to proud of you but it’s the reader realising that their trans (ftm) if not that’s totally ok!!

Brother.

Summary: your brothers come back to Boston to spend a week with the family, you decide it’s time to tell them who you are.

Tw: anxiety, cursing.

‘’How are you feeling, baby?’’ Mom is sitting besides me on the couch, I take a deep breath but I can’t get myself to speak. ‘’They love you; you know that. It will be fine.’’ I snuggle against her arms and she rubs my back, I know it will be fine, I just over think it.

It’s been a few weeks since I told mom and dad, it wasn’t easy for me, but they made it easy. After all they are great parents, dad asked me if I have told my brothers and I said I wanted to tell them in person. But now, that my dad is driving them from the airport I don’t know if that was the best idea. I made breathing exercises with mom, she even made me tea, but I can’t shake out this feeling of what they might say or think of me.

I hear the car outside and I quickly run to the kitchen, my mouth is dry and my heart beats faster, they’ll know, I look a lot different since they last saw me. I take a deep breath, I hear the door opening, mom greeting them. And then I hear it, Chris calling ‘me’, that’s not my name, but he doesn’t know it. Mom says something to him and I see them approaching the kitchen, slowly, their bags on the kitchen, worried whispers shared between them.

‘’Hey, are you okay?’’ Matt speaks softly and I shake my head.

‘’Wanna hug?’’ Chris asks and I nod, running into his arms. Then I feel how Nick and Matt also hug me. I don’t want to cry, but I can’t help do it a bit.

‘’It’s okay, we are here.’’ Nick whispers.

After a while I stop crying and clean my face with my hands. I step back a bit and look at them with a weak smile on my face, I let out a sigh.

‘’So… I am a boy. Like, I’m trans, I am a boy…’’ I look at them and they let out a relieved sigh.

‘’God, you scared us.’’ Matt says hugging me again. ‘’Thanks for telling us.’’

‘’Shit, sorry for earlier…’’ Chris mutters. I shake my head and pull him into the hug too. Nick joins by himself.

‘’So, what pronouns do you use? Just to be sure.’’ Nick says.

‘’He/him are fine. I’m still figuring out a name that suits me. Mom and dad call me buddy, like you guys used to when we were little.’’

‘’All right buddy.’’ Chris smiled, pulling out of the hug. ‘’Time to teach you man stuff.’’ He says while flexing his ‘muscles’.

‘’What the fuck do you know about being a man?’’ said Nick punching him on the arm ‘’I won’t let you teach our brother how to de disgusting.’’

‘’Offensive, I am a gentleman.’’ Matt rolled his eyes and hugged me one last time.

‘’Let’s go to the living room. Mom and dad are waiting.’’ Matt said and walked outside the kitchen.

i love nick);

For Nick's girls, credits to @/sturniolomulitiwdw

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