#Nathan Drake x Male Reader

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Nathan Drake x Male Reader

“Finally peeled yourself from behind that desk…?” The familiar voice came as a flash in the night ignited the room. And there he was again. Nathan. Sitting on your sofa. That familiar smirk on his face. 

“I knew this day would come.” Letting out a sigh when you notice the contours of the man seated on your comfy sofa. “Quite the entrance.”

“Yeah. I thought I leaned a little on the dramatic reveal.” He smiled fondly. “My other ideas were a lot worse.”

“In a way… I’m glad it’s you. Could’ve been much worse.” You chuckle. “How’d you get in anyway?”

“You don’t wanna know.” He rubbed his thighs slightly nervous. “But seeing that smile… makes me wonder if I should’ve done it much sooner.”

“That a look in the mirror, Nathan. You should see the look on your face.” You snort and eye him indiscriminately. “Must say, time has been kind to you.” His arms bulge in that shirt. Forearms treaded with thick veins. Brown hair combed and slicked backward. “Been busy I see…” 

“You too.” He leaned forward, eyeing you the same way. “So… How is your… new… life?” Tilting his head slowly sideways. That knowing smirk on his face. “Gotten used to… doing laundry… making shopping lists?” Glancing around with a belittling expression. “Reading the newspaper every morning…”

“It’s growing on me. How about you?”

“I’m fine.” Flicking meaninglessly through the pages of the newspaper lying on the coffee table. Giving you the worst faked smile you ever saw on Nathan’s face. “Thanks for asking.”

“I see...” Crossing your arms and lean into the doorpost. Watching Nathan holding back something you can’t fully put your finger on. “Why do I feel there’s more to this?” Stepping into the room. It feels like stepping into a cage. “You’ve always been a terrible liar, Nathan.” 

“Either you’re in trouble…” That glint in Nathans’s eye twinkled as you sat yourself on the armrest of the couch. Opposite of Nathan. “Or… you’re here to crash on my couch for the night. No, wait… that’s all the same to you.”  

“Alright, I have a feeling I… eh… got off on the wrong foot…” He says, rising to his feet, you feel slightly apprehensive at first. “Can we start over…?” 

You remain unmoved, heart racing a little as he steps closer. Cautiously taking his steps. Nathan aware of your mistrust. “Pretend this didn’t happen?”

“I haven’t eaten.” You let out a sigh. “How about we grab a bite and work from there…?” 

“Wait…” Nathan darted forward, his hand against your chest. The distance between the two of you closed within a heartbeat. “I… m-... There are a lot of things I didn’t say when we… went our ways. I... just haven’t been… honest.”

“Are you saying… your conscience got the better of you…?” The irritation boiling inside of you. “I know you kept a sweater, a shirt, and… my bottle of perfume. What else is there… that I don’t know?”

Nathan is smooth and swift. He steps in and takes you right on the lips. It takes you back. Just like it was back then. Your noses touch and skim awkwardly against each other as he overwhelms you. The moving force behind the kiss, he’s hesitant for a moment. That first wave of emotions washes through his movement. Awaiting your reaction. The taste is the same. The feeling is the same. Your heart skips a beat. Excitement taking over. Following him into the kiss. Kissing him back. Wanting to. 

“You stole my heart when you left…” Nathan whispered through the kiss. “And I fucking… miss you.” Repeating it again as he rested his forehead against yours. “I miss you.” One hand cradling the back of your head. The kiss left you both breathless and… somehow relieved. The tension was so thick and so relentless. The unspoken glances shot back and forth. That in just a matter of minutes. While it’s been months since you separated and went your own way. You never forgot each other. Still on each other’s minds. “All of it.”

“You… s-should’ve started with that.” Trying to suppress the growing excitement within you. “Shit…” 

The past was an interesting one, especially with Nathan. When you’re young, the thrill of exploration and adventure is ever-present. And the world was full of them. Stories and mysteries. Myths and treasures. The next one is more attractive than the other. Now those stories and adventures are tied up in relics dotted across your apartment. Of what a life once was. A thrilling one, but dangerous for the age.

Now settled and living the ‘normal’ life. A desk job. Stability. Quiet. 

But without Nathan.

“If I’d known…” His hands lower to your hips, balancing you on the armrest of the couch. “I wouldn’t have been waiting in this room.”

“What happens now…?” Silencing his lips with a finger as you move to your feet. Seeing his lips curl into this devious smirk. “Do we… slip back into… old habits?”

“Fuck yeah...” With a freshly released pent-up frenzy of love and lust, you viciously move towards the bedroom. Discarding each other’s clothing along the way. Frames fall from the walls as you bang from side to side in the hallway. Fighting for dominance and bare skin. Kisses become violent, and touches intensify. Until you end up on the mattress of your bed. 

Forcing Nathan on his back, you throw a leg over and seat yourself on top of him. Naked and more than ready. Balls and cock resting on his abs. Firm and hard. Warm to the touch. 

Just like his cock. It’s looming behind you. The thought of it alone made you want it even more. That feeling intensified as Nathan perched himself upwards, one hand on your neck, and pulls you in for a kiss. It’s slow but so good. “No quick cuddle…” He insisted with a grin. “We have no dinner reservation to get to...” His hands feeling your body up. Eyes full of lust. “Or a plane to catch. It’s just us… you and me.”

“I can’t wait to feel you again…” You confess outright. Wetting your fingers with a spat of spit. Reaching behind you, you feel this familiar length, standing tall and eager to get in on the action. 

The touch of your fingers on his twitching length makes Nathan moan through the kiss. It’s warm and firm. You feel the veins protruding underneath the tight skin. Sliding backward makes the ongoing kiss a challenge to uphold, and Nathan tries to follow. You lean in. Until you feel his rock-hard cock fill the crease and curvature of your asscheeks. Its slippery length rubs up against your skin, its frantic throbbing teasing your senses. 

“Go slowly…” Nathan whispers as you let go of his lips. Watching and feeling you angle his tip to your entrance. Rising your ass to meet up his tip. “It’s… been a while.”

The resistance at first is prevalent. A simultaneous groan of the two of you sends shivers over your spine. That teasing sensation of his pink tip, stretching your hole. Wanting inside. Nathan reaches over and gropes your asscheeks. Digging his fingers deep in, and spreads them wide apart. Making it so that you manage to pop his tip in. 

Your sphincter protests, fights back. Struggles for a moment or two. So does your mind. But the feeling of Nathan’s cock once again penetrating you is overwhelming. Your knees weaken, and feel yourself give in. “Fu-... uck... Nathan…” Words fall short, as does your breath. He always managed to rub you right inside you. That eagerness grew inside you. Wanting more. 

“Keep b-breathing…” Nathan reminds you with a quick kiss. But memories of your last time with Nathan flood your mind. It’s been so long. The craving and urges have never been higher. And that euphoric feeling of his cock once again inside you made you lose control of your body. Forgetting to breathe is just one thing. The growing cramps in your leg muscles are another. Your legs sink deep in the sheets, muscles struggling to keep you upright. 

“Breathe…” Nathan went again, this time putting his lips to yours. Taking your mind off all the things happening. A sigh loosens your muscles, and you sink further down onto his cock. The lingering tease now turned into a pleasurable fulfillment. You can’t stop moaning to the sensations overwhelming you.

“That’s it…” He groaned as you felt him fill you up. Hearing the pleasure in his voice as he complimented you. “All nice and tight for me…”

You have to fight to keep your composure. Savor that full moment of him penetrating you slowly. Your body fights back. Your hole and cheeks clench hard and quiver under the increasing pressure that pushes into you. Nathan’s firm grip on your asscheeks prevents that. 

“Take it in…” Pulling your cheeks apart. “All of it…” You feel his length stretch and push in on your narrow insides. Every curve and vein pushing on your walls. Deeper and deeper. Your body gave in as it tried to resist. But you knew better. And you wanted more. 

“N-Nate…” You stammer as his length slid into you up to the last inch. Once his hands had spread your asscheeks apart, you let out a moan of pleasure. 

It sank deep and penetrated you fully. You have to gather your breath. Senses overloaded. Mind blank. You couldn’t cope. 

“Fuck me…” You ask, plead and beg all through a series of groans. Trying to force your body into a grinding rhythm on his cock. But that sensation of his cock buried so deep into you made your body quiver. Every time you tried to roll your hips, his lengths rubbed places inside you, you needed him to. Wanted him to. Craved. You’re simply unable to move. 

“I can’t…” You stammer through a chuckle and try to grab his shoulders. Hold yourself onto him. 

“Let me…” Nathan whispered as he laid back, spread out to give a clear view, looking down at his exposed body. You couldn’t help but admire how perfect it was, arms thick and strong, a bulky chest that flexed as he helped you into motion. “I’ll make you feel good...” 

His grip on your ass moved further down, slowly lifting you up. That girthy cock of his almost creating a vacuum inside you. It slid out an inch or two, but it was more than enough. Slowly sinking you down again. 

Your dick slapped against his abs, pre-cum already flicking back and forth with the impact of his next push. Barely any control over your own body, you try to hold onto his shoulders. 

When you thought you had adjusted, he increases his pace, completely and utterly pounding your insides. All you hear is the loud sound of skin-on-skin as he slammed deeper into your ass. 

All you can feel is pleasure as your vision hazes. You needed very little stimulation. 

All you can feel is your heart pounding, his cock inside you, and your cock throbbing with every push. 

Your cock slapped onto his perfect body. You can feel your balls start to churn. He looks so gorgeous writhing beneath you, such a mixture of hot and adorable. You can hardly bear watching any longer it. Let alone keep it in. 

Nathan stirring you on with his lusting gaze. Hitting you in all the right places. The sensation is feels utterly amazing. Cum just spills without a warning. Spraying it all over him. He watches you in amazement and fascination as the first rope of cum shoots out of you and onto his muscles.

“L-Like… old t-times.” Nathan smiled as he welcomed your lips, seeing your arms buckle from the pleasures. You feel yourself fall forward into him, his lips up close, strong arms wrap around your neck like a vice. “You haven’t changed, have you…” Nathan teased as he helped you ride out your wave of ecstasy. Swaying you in the motion, meeting you halfway with slow thrusts. 

“Nothing changed.” You confessed with his hard cock still inside you. “I just… miss this.” Showing him a smile as you begin to gather yourself. His scent assaults your senses once again, just like many months ago, you take your time, slowly savoring every part of him, his smell, his sweat, the taste of his lips on yours. 

“I thought you were going to confess-…” Nathan breathed out, combing his fingers through your hair a bit rough to get your attention. “-... that you m-missed me.” His voice is low, raspy. It’s turning you on even more. The air of pheromones is heavy, the smell seeping into your mind, both wanting it badly. 

“Make me…” 

His grip is so firm, yet it slides against your skin, teasing you. Nathan really does have a large, firm, toned body, even his legs are muscular. The bed shudders and creaks as you roll over. Looking at his face, he’s so focused. All it takes is looking into each other’s eyes for him to know that you want him to fill you up.

“I’m not gonna lie…” He lifted your legs, pulling you closer, ready for him to mount you. Nathan’s muscled body loomed over you. “I’m real close...” The cum dripped from his abs. From his well-built frame all the way down to this hard cock. Without hesitating, he nudges his tip into your tight, quivering hole, letting half of it pop inside. “But… I’ll try…”

You’re once again breathless. Feeling him fill you up. Nathan really is sexier now, even more so than a few months ago. No longer able to hold back, he pounds into you, your body braced. You can take him in further. You feel it, your entrance contracting with each thrust he makes. Accepting him in. Deeper and deeper.

He pins you down on the bed, hips bucking as he thrusts into you. Clasping your hands on his hips, you guide him, as he pushes down with every thrust, body already used to his length. You can feel him going in and out. And you can’t help but shiver in pleasure with every push. 

Your eyes lock as his handsome face stares into yours; you can’t look away. Taking in the sight of this muscular man in front of you, body pulsing with each thrust. 

“I’ll make you cum again before I do…” Rubbing his hand all over your cock. Despite being limb just seconds ago. It swells and hardens within his gentle and loving touch. It’s slick and ready to go for another round.

You can feel him move from a steady pace to this harder and faster pounding one. Your insides feel like they’re tearing apart. Lost in a haze of passion. You can feel his moves become desperate, pounding more and more, approaching your own release again. Forcefully thrusting his hips, battering your ass. Jerking your cock with increasing vigor. Your cock still sensitive from before wasn’t going to stop Nathan. 

“Oh God… N-Nate” All you can feel is pleasure as he wanks you off, timing the strokes to his thrusts. His grip tightens. “Faster… H-Harder!” Wrapping your legs around his back. 

Calling out to each other in pleasure like this. It awakened something in one another, stirring on his movements. In response to your words, the thrusts hasten in speed, flashes of white begin to color your vision as he pounds into you.

Each time he hits your prostate, you feel that jolt of pleasure all through your body. Hand stroking faster, forcing the release. His muscles flexing as he penetrates deeper and deeper. Your insides were starting to tighten up more. No longer able to hold back. Your vision glazes over as you surrender to his pounding.

“I’ll fuck… the cum out of ya…” He groans as his grip tightens. Your body adjusts to his movements, the pain subsiding as you savor every thrust he makes, each move going faster. Your entrance slick as he pounds more intensely with each thrust. 

Your bodies come together, at this point neither of you care for the sounds you make. The climax inside you builds up as the cock inside you assaults your hole fiercely. His body heaving with every thrust, his strong features are on full display as you writhe under him. 

You cum, shoving your face hard against the mattress and your ass against his crotch. Body in a quivering state of perpetual pleasure. Cum jets from your swollen cock. Nathan strokes hard, milking every last possible drop. Making you spill all over yourself. Glazing your own stomach in a coat of your own cum. The pulses sends Nathan after you. 

Nathan cums with full force. And you accept it. Take it in. His cock hardens and unloads a stream of warm cum that fills your insides. You feel him. Contracting and unloading. His groans are as sexy as ever before. Gripping you. Holding you. 

“Breathe…” You mutter and grab him by the neck, placing your lips on his. Stealing your breath in an instance as he regained his senses. Bodies burning up from the heat, sweat running down your faces, mixing into the kiss. Lips turning in a smile. Both panting, trying to recover your breaths, you peaked at his face, all zoned out after such an intense release. 

“K-Keep it in…” You urge him as you clench your ass as tightly as you possibly can, trying to hold his load in. You felt him chuckle. His body shook as he reseated himself, and pressed his hips deep into you. Despite his efforts, cum was spurting out, bubbling around the rim of your ass. Slowly oozing downwards. 

“I miss what we did. What we used to do. What we were.” Nathan whispered into your ear as he slowly lifted himself onto his arms. “Can we please go back…? At least… gimme a try. I’ll try to be a bett-...”

A finger to his lips stops Nathan from talking. His chocolate brown eyes, big and lovingly, stare at you with this glimmer of desire. “You don’t know what you’re missing until they’re gone.” Throwing your arms around his neck. “Now I know…”

Nathan’s softer side shined through as he smiled. Hugging you closely. Caressing your lips with a lover’s embrace. “I bet you got that out of the Da Vinci Code.” He teased you, slapping it from your nightstand. “You oughta know better. Now for real….” Stealing a quick kiss from your lips. “Will you… gimme a chance?”

“The past is the past. All this time, it started to grow on me… I can’t do without you.” With your legs twisted around his body like a vice, you clamp yourself onto him. Arms and legs tightly hugging him. “Time for a new adventure, Nathan. A new chapter.” And give a playful slap on his ass. Feeling him harden again. “Or another round is fine as well.”

“What were you mad about…?” He inquires with a persuasive session of peppered kisses along face your and down your neck. “I’d like to know… to improve.”

“Doesn’t matter, Nathan.” You stammer, unable to think straight. The shower of kisses and praise your body gets from Nathan is exhilarating. At the same time, you feel the sheets go damp underneath you. The cold sensation trickled down the crack of your ass and lower back. “The sheets…” Trying to plug your hole with him again. Reaching for a piece of discarded clothing lying on the bed. “The cum is-...”

You get stopped by Nathan. Pinning the arm in place at your wrist. “You either tell me…” Grabbing your other arm and pins it down on the other side of you. “Or you and I are going to stain the sheets… into oblivion.” Slowly pulling his cock in and out of you. The resistance is gone. It’s all slicked and ready. Each cycle of his hip rolling against yours caused the cum to seep out slowly. Trickling down. The inevitable. 

“L-Looks like your body made the choice for you…” Nathan glanced down, buried his face into your neck, leaned and arched into you further, his muscled torso pressing into you, locking your stiffened cock in-between your bodies. Your length teased by the ripples of his abs. Gliding back and forth as he began moving. “You won’t be able to walk… w-when I’m done.” He growls into your ear. “You tell me…”

But you let the silence speak for itself.  

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hii can you do angst nathan drake x male reader like the (m!) reader thought that nathan cheating w him w chole? and one day or night the (m!) reader finds then in the hotel like making love yk what i mean and can you make this a song fic and the song called reckless by madison beer , tysm i love ur fics <33

Trust My Gut

Pairings: Nathan Drake x Male!Reader

Genre; Angst

Warnings: None-happy ending, cheating!nathan, heartbroken!reader

A/N: Just an FYI I haven't watched uncharted so I know nothing abt the characters nor' the plot lmao

Reckless - Madison Beer

Hey, this is a story I hate And telling it might make me break But I'll tell it anyway

M/N had a small feeling Nathan had been cheating on him with Chloe. The late nights he'd come home, with no explanation as to why. The times M/N would ask him, Nathan would shrug it off and tell him excuses that were obvious lies. Still, M/N believed them. Maybe it was the fact that he couldn't bear to see Nathan out of his life... he loved him too much.

Yet, that small feeling in the pit of his stomach was telling him otherwise. When Nathan first met Chloe, there was an instant spark between them. It felt like his attention completely shifted from M/N to her. Always her. She was the first option, not him. Still, M/N's heart told him to stay with Nathan.

This chapter's about How you said there was nobody else

"Is there someone else I don't know about, Nath? Is it Chloe?" There seemed to be ongoing arguments between M/N and Nathan, regarding the people he was seeing. "No M/N! How many times to do I need to tell you?! There's no one else. No one. I only have my eyes for you her."

M/N always believed his lies, whether he wanted to or not. The arguments between them would last range from 3-4 hours before M/N would finally give up.

Then you got up and went to her house You guys always left me out

Every fight. Every argument between M/N and Nathan would end with Nathan going to Chloe's. He wouldn't come back until the next morning.. or even later than that. It always pained M/N to see him leave, but he never understood why he stayed. Why he stayed in such a toxic relationship.

It wasn't until a recent trip that M/N, Nathan, and Chloe went on, when they both showed their true colors. Every restaurant, every activity, they always left M/N out. Right in front of his face.

I still have the letter you wrote When you told me that I was the only girl

It was the first few months of M/N and Nathan's relationship. Toxic-free, they loved each other deeply. They did everything together, it was practically them against the world.

When M/N found a letter on his bed from Nathan, his heart fluttered and he couldn't help but smile. It was a love letter. A letter letting him know he was the only one. Truly, the only one he had eyes for.

Oh, what went wrong?

You'd ever want in your life I guess my friends were right

Everyone one of M/N's friends knew about his relationship. About how toxic it was. Everytime he was warned by his friends, he'd always shrug it off and tell them it was no big deal.

It wasn't until one night. One night where M/N's heart would be shattered forever.

Each day goes by and each night, I cry Somebody saw you with her last night

M/N woke up in an empty bed. Nathan wasn't sleeping next to him. Infact, he was nowhere to be seen. "Nathan?" M/N quietly called out, getting out of bed. M/N thought for a second before he realized where he may be. Luckily, there was an extra keycard for her hotel room.

When he got to her room, he could hear faint moans and grunts from inside the room. M/N stood in front of the door for a second, the feeling of fear slowly clawing it's way inside him. Surely it was a misunderstanding, right?

M/N shakily placed the keycard infront of the door. When it unlocked, he closed his eyes and prepared for the worst. He opened the door. Fear no longer attempted to claw it's way inside him. No, instead M/N was overcome by a wave of hurt and pain.

His eyes widened as he saw a very much naked Nathan and Chloe. Chloe quickly got off of Nathan when she noticed M/N, covering herself as well as Nathan with the blankets.

You gave me your word, "Don't worry 'bout her" You might love her now, but you loved me first Said you'd never hurt me, but here we are

"M/N, M/N, it's not what it looks like!" Nathan quietly yelled. M/N's mouth was opened, but no words to come out. The only thing coming out was his tears.

"Shit!" Nathan quietly yelled, getting out of the bed to go towards M/N. He attempted to place his hand on M/N's shoulder, but he quickly smacked it off. "Don't fucking touch me!" M/N yelled. He didn't care if he woke the whole hotel up. He was heartbroken.

"M/N.. I-.." Nathan attempted to speak, but he couldn't process any words to make up an excuse. No excuse could save him now. "Two years down the drain, Nathan. I hope you both go to hell."

M/N ran back to the room him and Nathan were staying in, locking the door. Tears poured out his eyes as he slid down the door.

He remained crying the whole night, not even allowing Nathan into the hotel room.

Nathan..

How could you be so reckless with my heart?

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Pale Moonlight (Male!Reader x Nate Drake)

Requested by @jayfeather965 for  Definitely would enjoy a fic on the story between Nate drake and their male Catwoman-style character. History of their cat and mouse games?

It's always funny to take the great Nate Drake by surprise.

You slip your arm into his and reach over to pretend to straighten out a wrinkle in his suit, before pressing your lips to his stunned, slack ones.

"I swear, darling, you'd be lost without me!" you chuckle jovially, waltzing right past the guards.

You had stolen his tickets from his suit jacket's inner pocket, and handed them to the bouncer with practiced ease.

"What the hell are you doing?" he practically growls once you're both into the gala.

You wink. "Aw, Nate, you know you can't pull off a job like this on your own. Remember that exhibition at the Rijksmuseum?"

He looks even more dour. "Yeah, when you stole the artifact from me and left me to get taken to an Amsterdam prison?"

You flick you wrist dismissively. "I gave it back."

"So, there's someone else looking for this thing and you need a partner? Slash patsy if things go wrong?"

You pat his chest, admiring for a moment the feeling of his broad muscles under the suit. "Got it in one. Besides, the real crime would be seeing that cute little ass of yours headed back to jail. Again."

He frowns. "I still don't trust you."

"Smart of you."

"Probably will be good to have your... skills."

"We do the same things, Nate, my love. Only difference is you steal from dead people."

It must have been almost a decade back that you met Nate. He was a cute young guy, and completely starstruck when he saw you in your tight black garments you wore for thieving.

So starstruck he nearly forgot to chase you when you grabbed the artifact he needed and began to free run your way out of the museum.

You jumped and flipped through the air, with Nate scrambling to keep pace.

But finally he chased you to a high rooftop near the museum.

You smirked and blew him a kiss before flipping off of the roof, vanishing.

Over the years you've played your game with him, laughing at him as he always stays one step behind of you.

And just when the game would've gone too far, you backed down, letting him have an artifact, or stopping to dance with him at an event or helping him evade some guards by kissing him in an alcove.

Nate holds you tightly to him as you dance, both of you scanning the room for cameras and sensors. You know he's trying to keep you from fleeing, but the press is nice.

Besides, it's so easy when your hips are so close to feel the way he shudders when your hand slips under his lapel and cups his pectoral.

You stare in fascination at the way his Adam's apple bobs.

"Hey... are you getting distracted by me?" he asks in surprise.

"Yup. Anyone ever tell you you've got a nice ass?"

"Yeah, you."

You smirk. "You ever considered... us?"

He chuckles. "You really think I was chasing you down for artifacts all these years?"

You kiss him, making his eyes go wide. "Tell you what. You head to my hotel room and order dinner. We'll be each other's alibi. I'll meet you there."

He nods dumbly, and you cop another feel of his chest. "And Nate? Lose the suit by the time I get there."

You watch him leave, knowing you have it all well in hand.

Maybe tonight you'll make up for years of lost time, and you'll finally plunder the treasure you've been wanting for nearly a decade.

#male reader #nathan drake x male reader #nathan drake x reader #uncharted x male reader #uncharted headcanons #headcanons

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the way that there is no nathan drake content is egregious, disgusting, etc because tom is so fine in the movie

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Uncharted Territory

Lara Croft x Drake!Reader

For @deafeningsharkslimeempath

Outside the pub windows was the blurring neon glow of London. Inside, the fire crackled merrily, casting flickering shadows on the worn wooden beams. You nursed a pint of ale, eyes following the curve of Lara's neck as she sipped her tea.

"Lost in the Amazon again, I see," she teased, her lips quirking in a smile. Her braid swung back and forth as she leaned closer, the firelight highlighting the emerald flecks in her eyes.

It wasn't every day you got to share a fire with Lara Croft, world-renowned adventurer and the love of your life. You chuckled, taking a swig of my ale. "Just trying to decipher a cryptic pirate journal Nate unearthed from his latest escapade. Apparently, there's a hidden fortune of Captain Kidd somewhere off the coast of Madagascar."

Lara scoffed, a playful glint in her eye. "Knowing Nate, it's probably buried under a pile of bad puns and empty rum bottles."

You couldn't help but agree. "Sounds about right. Though I wouldn't put it past him to actually stumble upon the loot by sheer dumb luck."

You both fell silent, a comfortable silence settling between the two of you. Dating Lara meant a life far removed from the quiet bookstore job. Her adventures brought danger and excitement. Yet, there was something undeniably thrilling about holding her hand as she recounted tales of dodging booby-trapped temples and outsmarting ruthless mercenaries.

"Are you coming, (Y/N)?" Her voice broke the stillness, her gaze softening. "To Madagascar, I mean."

You hesitated. The thought of Lara facing another treasure hunt alone gnawed at your soul. But you also knew she craved these challenges, that her curiosity and thirst for knowledge were as vital to her as air.

"Not this time, Lara," You give her hand a squeeze, not wanting to let it go. "That's Nate's turf. You know I wouldn't want to steal his thunder."

A flicker of disappointment crossed her face, but she quickly masked it. "Of course," she said, her voice light. "Besides, I don't think that island could handle two Drakes running amok."

"True enough. Though I might send Sully along to keep him out of too much trouble."

Lara laughed, her giggle was the only thing that made your existence feel like it was something. "Do that. And tell him to pack plenty of wisecracks and rum."

The rest of the evening unfolds in a warm haze of conversation and shared laughter. Reminiscing about past adventures, from misadventures exploring lost Mayan temples with Nate to Lara's encounter with a mythical serpent in the Peruvian jungle.

As the fire dwindled to embers, Lara leaned her head against your shoulder. "You know," she whispers in your ear, "the flight to Madagascar doesn't leave until the morning"

"That's still a couple hours away" you gaze meets her.

"I think we can find one or two ways to make the time fly" she gives you a wink. "My flat's not far from here"

"Lead the way" you gather up your supplies and take her arm in yours.

And with that, you and her slip out into the night, your footsteps blend together into the London streets. One little night together, a bit of wine and a whole lot of mischief.

You are (Y/N) Drake, brother of Nathan Drake, and boyfriend to the bravest, most extraordinary woman in all the world.

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Nathan Drake with a historian boyfriend who is utterly horrified with his graverobbing

"Um...this isn't what it looks like."

M/n stood frozen as he saw his boyfriend holding one of his artifacts. "I would hope not. I would hope you're not trying to steal my very important artifact of the map of El Verdioa to go grave robbing."

For a second Nathan didn't say anything but then made a face and shrugged. "Okay, so maybe it looks a bit like that. BUT I wasn't! I was just going to look at it and then return it."

M/n sighed and rubbed his face. "Nathaniel..."

Nate froze. When M/n said his name like that...it meant he was in the dog house. He'd have to act fast. "WAIT! I swear its for a good reason this time! Shoreline is after the treasure and I'm trying to keep it out of their hands. Please, believe me."

M/n groaned and tapped his foot. He motioned with his hand. "Be careful with it. If you destroy anything, you will both pay for it and be sleeping in a motel for a while."

"Thanks. Love you."

M/n only grumbled and turned to walk away.

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"Hey, I got something you may like." He pulls out a little silver trinket from his pocket, with an engraved skull and cross bones. "I was exploring this old abandoned temple, it's a little beat up but i think you'd appreciate it more than I would." Nathan smiled. "Heres the thing... It doesn't have a history of who left it, or who took it. But it's still a nice piece, maybe you can add to its story?"

He handed it to Y/N, who looked at him in complete shock. "No, I couldn't. This is yours, Drake. You earned it. It wouldn't feel right taking something you earned." He pushed it back in Nathan's hands.

"Are you kidding? I'm giving you this key, asshole." Nathan smiled gently. I know if it was with me I'll probably end up losing it or forgetting all about it, but in your hands I know it'll be used, cherished. You'll get to add to its history, make it more meaningful than I ever could." He pressed the key firmly into Y/N's hands. "Just a little gift from me to you.... Besides don't argue... You won't win with me."

Y/N tried not to feel the warmth of Nathan's hands on his own, or how beautiful and shiny his brown eyes were. He could lean close and kiss him if he wanted, and he so wanted too, but he doesn't. They're rivals after all. "Wow. If I didn't know any better, Drake, I'd say you were being sweet on me. You're losing your touch."

Nathan chuckled. "Don't get a big head, Y/N. You're still my enemy and rival. Next time we meet the treasure is mine."

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Nathan Drake x Male Reader

Watching someone sleep is an odd experience. When it's a loved one, it's often relaxing, enticing, or a mix of both. An enemy is something different. That element of surprise and growing anticipation of their reaction. That look on their face. A plan finally bearing its fruit. With Nathan, it's a bit of both. Love and hate. An unusual blend. Yet since that last encounter was an exhilarating one. A sort of cat and mouse game. But with different stakes. And strange traditions to grow.

Nathan wasn't easy to find. False names, untraceable transactions, phone calls, and IP addresses. You name it. It took a great deal of your resources and time. But revenge is a dish best served unsuspected.

Nathan sure had spent his money well. The luxurious villa beside the sea was spacious and comfortable. Large windows open up to an ocean-wide view—sunrise over a clear blue sea. The curtains sway with the slightest breeze coming from the windows. While you slowly opened the wooden blinds, rays of sunshine poured into the bedroom. You can already feel the warmth glowing in the room. From a chair far on the opposite side of the room you watch.

Observe the beams of sunlight shining upon the contours of Nathan's body. You can hear him breathing. And yourself. The ruffle of palm trees. The crashing of waves on the beach. For a brief moment, you feel at ease. Calmed by the sounds. But the slightest motion of Nathan keeps you sharp. This was one of the more pleasant ways to wake up, you remind yourself as you recount all the other options.

It takes a good moment for Nathan to awake from his slumber. His brown hair sat curly and ruffled. Classic case of bed hair. You hear him mumble something. And your heart begins racing. Whatever happens next is crucial. Nathan lay on his back. Snoring a little, licking his lips. As he slowly began to wake up. The sun shone directly in his eyes. He seemed at ease and at peace. His chest rose and fell as he breathed slowly. Planting both arms beside him, Nathan pulled himself up, revealing that muscled naked torso. Eyes staring at the blinds. "Morning Nathan." You announce yourself. And his eyes shoot wide open in your direction.

"Wh-...?!" Nathan rocked forward. But a rope on his right hand tightened and yanked him back as viciously as he tried to jump you. "(Y/N)?!" Looking back and forth between the rope and you. "How the hell did you find me?" Nathan desperately searched for the end of the rope which he found tied to the bed. "What's going on? W-What… are you doing here?" Each pull he gave on the rope tightened the knot further and pulled his arm up towards the backboard.

"Good morning to you too, Nathan." And get up from the chair. You take a slow walk to the bed. Stretch out the inevitable. Let Nathan give a false idea of hope. That he has options. "You're not easy to find." Eyeing the views for a moment. "Nice place, though. Shoulda… send a card." Giving him a wink.

"Haha… Yeah. I… eh, I will." He rolled from one side of the bed to the other. Trying to reach anything. "So… eh, to what do I owe this visit?"

"I was thinking how I would call that on my way here. Seeing that we… owe our lives to each other-..." You stand in the middle of the room. Watching Nathan effortlessly fail and try everything. "...-I wanted to introduce a tradition… something which you started."

"Oh no…" He chuckles nervously. "Is that why I'm bound by rope?"

"Certainly." Rubbing your hands together eagerly. "I learned a few tricks since our last encounter."

Nathan's right hand now sat flush against the headboard of the bed. Knot completely locked up. "For a second I thought you were here for a share of my treasure." He said, tilting his head to the side. "I heard you… blew quite the sum."

"I'm still baffled that you could press that button. Knowing I was in there." Crossing your arms, thinking back about that last encounter. Shaking your head in disbelief. "And people keep thinking I blew up my 'brand new' house for insurance money."

"I knew you'd survive." Nathan shrugged and smiled thinly.

"That may be the kindest thing you have ever said to me."

"I'm full of surprises." He winks back. "How about you? What'd you have planned for me?" Scanning the room carefully and thoroughly. "Is there a bomb…?"

"Nah… I'll leave something for next time." The steel watch on your wrist, one size too large on the bracelet gets Nathan's attention quite quickly. "Wouldn't wanna risk blowing it all in one encounter. I like a good… build-up."

"C'mon (Y/N)!" Nathan darted up but was reminded by the knot as he was pulled back again. "Nnngh-Not the watch! Please!"

"Good taste." Flaunting the steel sports watch in the light. It looked expensive and sure was. With a bit of play on the bracelet, you discard it to the table aside. A sigh of relief was heard from Nathan. That wouldn't be the first this morning you chuckle to yourself.

"I'll warn you." He held up a finger to you as you approached the bed. "Even with one arm bound, I can still take you."

"I believe you. I have bruises that prove that much." You say and take seat at the far end of the bed. "You know, you really get to know someone once you've been in their bedroom." With a finger, you slowly peel back the sheets. Taking a peek underneath. You've already seen it. But the theatrical aspect of it all was worth it so much. "Somehow, I imagined you to sleep naked, Nathan."

"I think you're confused between imagining and fantasizing." He sniffled, leaning a bit towards you. This smirk on his face. "Let me guess, you took your chance and nicked one of my undies, didn't you?" Whispering in his hushed voice. Smirk ever-growing.

"I don't know until what time morning wood is a valid excuse…" The slow reveal of what was underneath the sheets was ruined by Nathan. Rolling onto his hip. Trying to occupy himself with the ever-tightening knot. Giving you the rear view. The black shorts masked a beautifully full-shaped pair of buttocks. His back still showed vague hints of bruises. "But I think that ship has sailed. Damn…"

"Shut up… At least gimme a hint." He said with a hint of challenge in his voice and a playful glint in his eyes. Meanwhile, he was trying to pry loose the knot on his wrist, to no avail. Its purpose is to restrain and keep hold. "How does it work? What's the game here?"

"Spare your energy." And pull a blade from your backpocket. "The only way out of that knot is with a knife. Trust me on that." A sense of calm returned to Nathan as he let that sink in.

"How's the head?" He asked after a moment of silence. "Still having trouble sleeping?"

You nod and face away. Nathan's clothes lay draped over the chair. His gun nearby. You emptied it beforehand. As far as you're aware, there weren't any bullets around. Nor knives. Except for the one you were holding. "Your bomb was one of the reasons."

"I'm sorry. I saw the reports." He said quietly. "Want me to put a kiss to it… if you… untie me that is."

"Something that shuts you up wouldn't hurt for the next part… or any really." And move to the other side of his bed. The one free arm still fighting to free the other. Nathan watches you with distrust. Eyes widening as the second knot came into view. "Pretty please…" And command rather than ask. "Your hand."

"What are y-…" Nathan chuckled and let his head hang in defeat as he didn't finish his sentence. Accepting whatever came next as he offered his hand. With quick work you slip the not over and tighten it. Pulling Nathan up against the headboard. Both arms restrained. "Fuckin' hell…" A red blush shot over his cheeks. "W-What… What are you going to do…?"

"I believe you're familiar with these kinds of situations." Patting him playfully on the cheek. "Don't worry." Giving a small kiss to his lips. "It's going to be fun."

"You're such a fucking tease." He scoffs playfully as you pull back just in time for him to kiss you back. "If I'd known…"

"Oh, I know..." Slowly feeling up those thick muscly thighs of his. "Surprise is… part of the fun… we're about to have."

"I could strangle you with those." He offers, not resisting your teasing temptations along his thighs. "If you're into that."

"And I once again believe you." Patting his thighs. "For now, put it on your list. Who knows when… and… if we might run into each other…" Slowly letting your hands glide along his thighs and up to his pelvis. The black shorts didn't lie. A forceful strain was working against it. A cock bulged in all its glory into the fabric.

"You bet we will..." He breathed heavily. "You bet…." Chest rising and falling as he watched eagerly with anticipation.

"I… already… look… forward… to… it." With each word you pressed a kiss to his thigh, gently working inwards. Finishing the last kiss on his stomach. Inches above his underwear while keeping intimate eye contact.

With a sudden move, he throws his legs around your neck. It's rather violent as his feet skid against the back of your head. The motion pulls you in further. Locking you inside his powerful muscles and his pelvis. You anticipated it, and let it happen. "No shoes... on the bed." Nathan smiles as he struggles to maintain the hold on you. The blood he needed so desperately in the muscles was clearly pumped somewhere else. His strength faltered with each fleeting second. If you'd let him, he could flip you over. Seat himself on top of you. And work from there on out.

But his body didn't cooperate. The pressure his muscles exerted on you began to slip. His situation was lost the moment he realized you still have your hands free. He eyes your movement, as one hand cradles his hips. The other reaches behind your back. "Careful now…" And slowly reveal a knife. "This'll set you free."

"Don't you-…" Nathan stuttered and sucked in this nervous breath. Loosening the strain in his muscles. Giving you more freedom of movement. But still close. Very close. "Hold on!" He exclaimed as he breathed heavily, watching you glide the knife's edge along the ridges of his abs. Trying to control his breathing as the point slid from hill to valley across his six-pack. "F-F-Fuck." With little to no pressure on it, you only leave Nathan shuddering and hairs rising on his body. "Y-You know what you're doing…? Right?"

Nathan tried to stay still, control himself as much as possible, as you let the blade bite into the fabric of his underwear. "Do you…?"

The band of his underwear is tight. The blade sharp. The point lethal. Cautiously you let it dance across the fabric. Small strands already began to tear and rip with the slightest pressure. His legs merely dangle across your back. Nathan had surrendered his position to you. Watching you. "C-Carefull… with the… j-jewels." He stammered as he watched the blade slide along his length. The tense and dense strained fabric being the only protection. Small holes begin to tear and from on places where you had stroked the blade along.

"Stay still." With a further warning, you slip the point under the sleeve on his right leg. Nathan froze as the cold steel picked his skin. Wedged between his skin and the black underwear, you begin to work upwards. With each inch you move upwards the bigger Nathan's eyes grow. Holding his breath. A mix of fear and anticipation washed over his face as the blade moved up. Separating the fabric on the sharpest edge. Revealing more skin. More of his cock.

What remains is the band at the top, holding it all together. With the slightest pressure on the inside, the tight band gives way. With a snap it and a sigh of relief it pops into view. Long and girthy. Tall and proud. Nathan's cock.

"You're already breathless." And grin to yourself at your success. Gently putting the knife aside on the mattress. Nathan's eyes dart back and forth. There's not a chance he's able to use it. And he knows it. "Safety first." Mouthing the words as you went down.

Slow and tantalizingly, you let your tongue connect to the underside. Nathan's attention is all yours as you feel the rippling veins glide along your tongue. All the way to the top. His cockhead glistened in anticipation. The look on Nathan's face. His eyes begging you. "-...and I haven't even started."

Tilting your head sideways, you begin kissing the underside again. Slowly letting your lips catch the ridges and wet the deeper crevices. It twitches at your careful touches. Hardening even further. Skin tight and hard under your lips. He's yours, you have to remind yourself. Working up and down several times makes Nathan weak. His legs, as muscled and rugged as they are, you lower them to the mattress. "At… least take something off." Nathan pleaded. "Let me have that."

You love the tone Nathan pleaded. That submissive tone as he hung tied to the bed. Cock rock hard. Pleading for you. Rather than taking in the image of his muscled figure, bound and begging. You let your lips and tongue explore. Feel it. Caress it. Worship almost. That heaving chest rose and fell as you began your journey on the highs and lows of his sixpack. Nustling your nose along the lines as well as your lips. Your tongue tasting it. The discolored skin, the bruises, the groan and moans as you felt it all. With his firm round pecs, those nipples. Hard and ready. This high up already, you feel your body pressed into his. Cock to cock. Trailing the lines of his chest and pecs up to his collarbone. Nathan won't stop you. Won't fight you. Working your way along his neck and up, meeting you with his lips. Fierce and wanting. "It's already warm enough for you… isn't it?"

"You… really upped the game." He grinned, watching you move back to where you began—surprised by the feel of a pillow being propped under his ass.

"Walking the line between life and death changes you..." Reinforcing your words with a lick along the length of his cock. "It's really something..."

"I feel honored to have changed you."

"I feel the same." And with that warning, you bend downwards to his asscheeks—hands cupping the underside of his thighs, spreading them wide open. His beautiful round ass converges into this small puckered hole. It's neat. Small. And looks tight. Your eyes glance up and over for a brief moment, past his cock and along his muscles. Connecting your eyes as you move in. Your nose meets the skin under his balls, lips touching his hole. It's super tense. Nathan's shocks in place as you kiss his hole. His asscheeks fighting back. And the muscles in his legs tensing. But your tongue smooths the resistance out.

It's a simple stroke with pressure on the tip that you work into the hole. Tight is an understatement. His hole doesn't give way. The tip barely goes in. Resistance to strong. You give it your full attention and begin lapping the entire entrance with your tongue. Feeling Nathan shudder under your touch. Heavier and heavier. So much his body gives in to the feeling, legs go dumb, and his asscheeks relax. So does his hole. An incredible moan vibrates through the room as you slather your tongue into his hole. Sucking and wetting it again. Fighting against the resistance. You maul away, eating and suckling away at his hole.

"J-J..-Just fucking go for it." Nathan cursing your name repeatedly. The tough man slowly began to sink into submission. It's only a matter of time. More curses spilled from his lips as he fought against his restraints and conflicted feelings.

Slow and sensual laps of your tongue along and around his hole calmed him down eventually. Just watching and waiting. Wanting. You test the resistance again—this time with your middle finger. Nails short and hands clean. You gently push. Just softly. "Fuck Yeah…" Nathan whimpered immediately as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. His hole tensed on the visitor violating the entrance. Nathan found great pleasure as he lay there moaning. Muscled chest heaving.

But it's just the tip. Your nail was still visible. And you try to push again. Into the resistance. At least deep enough for your nail to disappear. But it won't. Nathan shuddered and moaned from the increasing pressure. Quivering asscheeks and a twitching cock told you more than enough. You pull back and circle his hole with your finger. Tracing along with your tongue. "Again… d-do that… ag-...a-again."

A firm and steady push against his hole let your finger sink in further. It tightened and gripped your finger. Unable to move. You help him ease into it by sending trembles through your finger. That doesn't take long. It loses its tension and accepts you. But you don't stop. Pushing in further. You find enough depth to start penetration. Back and forth, you move your finger. The motion is tense and rugged at first but becomes easier and faster. To mention deeper. All the way up to your knuckle. It's slick and wet. And Nathan loses himself in the motion. Urging you to go faster. Deeper. More. All of it. Everything.

A gaping hole the size of your finger contracts on itself slowly as you pull out. It's mesmerizing to gaze upon. You wait for a few moments, before testing the resistance again. It's become softer. It slides in easier. You don't comment. You just listen to his pleas and curses. In fairness, more pleas turned to begs. The words are half slurred and muttered. But the message is clear. You feel and fill his hole up again. This time your tongue. It's surprisingly wide and accepting from just one finger. You're able to penetrate deep and get in there good.

Nathan's toes curled in on themselves, groaning, losing himself to the sensation. Especially after you push in your thumb. The size does it. The girth rubbing him just the right way. "I'm… cumming." Nathan uttered. "Fuck…"

But no cum came, his cock trembled, and a line of clear substance drooled down his cockhead. His entire body clenched on your motions. That thumb just rubbing him the right way. You can't move it further. But you knew you were close to it—your goal. "Don't break my fingers, Nate."

"I… I don't-…" He muttered through labored breaths. "But… I didn't cum." Gasping for air as he felt your thumb leave.

"Know your body, Nathan." Teasing his hole with your wet fingers, drawing circles around it. "I'm here to show you." Your turn your hand upside down, and with your index and middle finger, you push in. Resistance was futile. They're slick and wet within moments. It only takes Nathan a breath of fresh air to accommodate your fingers. Pushing in further. Curving your finger upwards, you feel him up on the inside. It's somewhere there. You know it.

"Fuck me." Nathan cried out in a curse. "Please…" Turning it into a plea. He lost himself so much, that he rolled his hips into the motion. Wanting it to feel deeper. Fucking himself onto your fingers. Until a sudden burst of cum shot from his slit. Nathan froze and watched himself burst large dollops of cum onto his stomach. This time was a real climax.

You think you got it. You think you found it. It may have brushed your index finger briefly. And it may have cannoned Nathan immediately far over the edge. Again your fingers are locked in that convulsing hole. Tight and warm. Helping him pulse and climax like never before. More exploration was necessary.

"That's… fucking amazing." Nathan sputtered as he came to his senses again. Sucking in the air that he so badly needed. The veins of his cock were swollen and looked ready to burst again. Standing half-mast, but still clearly aroused. You massaged his hole gently with your fingers, letting him come down from this explosive high.

"I think I found it..." And push in. Drilling both your fingers into his violated hole. Wide, gaping, and accepting. Nathan looked at you bewildered. His whole body accepts the next round. Wanting to. As you fingers find purchase within. It's slick and slides easily back and forth. Nathan watches in amazement, and you can see and feel him harden again. The muscles around your fingers tighten and his cock begins to rise again. It's not fully up and running again.

"F-Found… what?" He seems surprised and overwhelmed by his own feelings coming back again. As he stifled a groan from ecstasy. You angle for the right spot. That little spot. A first incidental push pushes sends Nathan shaking again. Just a second later, a substance leaks from his cock. With the muscles contorting on your fingers, it's hard to reach it again. You push again, this time rubbing it. With gentle and well-placed strokes, Nathan locks up again. "I'm cumming… again…" He breathed out with a moan. A milky white substance seeps from his cockhead. In streaks in runs down, seemingly never to end. Pooling on his stomach. As his cock softened. The strings of substance still stuck. His hips were one big mess. Not to mention all the sweat. His body glistened all over. It's gorgeous to look at.

"That's it…." You watch him breathe and gather himself again. His hole was stretched and accepting, yet it pushed your fingers out on its own. "Breathe in… and out." Waiting for him to get down from his high again. You could see the robes had burned into his wrists. The excitement and pleasure were taking their toll on him. His eyes were big. And breathing heavier than before. You could almost see his heart hammering against his chest.

Nathan was consumed by lust and pleasure. Another round was more than welcome, you sensed. You could feel it as you pushed one finger in again. A smile of contentment crept on his face. Groaning through his clenched jaw. Hair stained with sweat, sticking to his forehead. His cock lay soft in the pool of white milky substance. The cum he shot the first round lay still in the crevices of his sixpack. "God… Y-Yes…" He murmured as you moved one finger in and out. Stirring his body into the motion. Rolling his hips with it. "Another finger… p-please…"

You didn't need to do anything. He gasped for air as he rolled his hips onto your finger. Adding the other made him even more happier. Licking his lips, it's almost as if he forgot he was bound. His cock was done for. It hardened a little and grew in length. Rubbing the stain further along his body. But it didn't reach full mast again. You curl your finger into the spot again. And gently rub. "Y-You're making me cum again."

Finding it immediately. The little spot feels firmer than the rest. Stroking it gently again. Making Nathan shudder and shake. He launches himself upwards, but held in place by the ropes, watching his cock twitch. His eyes grow twice the size. Lost in a gaze of pure ecstasy. No cum. Just fluids. His cock pulsed on the spot. Staining little. But not to Nathan. For him, it felt like another orgasm. The air stocked in his throat for a few seconds. Watching his seeming to be orgasm. But then collapses backwards into the mattress. Sucking in the air again.

"I saw… fucking stars…" He stammered. "Dancing… in front of… my eyes." His body looked like a wreck. Short of air. Bodily fluids and life. "Holy shit…"

"You came four times in three minutes." Rubbing your fingers around his hole as Nathan lay there wasted and spet. Staring at the ceiling. "How about the fifth and final?"

"F-u... I don't think I-I.. can take that." He protested, hanging in the restrains. Pulling in the air as fast as he could. Chest rising and falling, the sweat glistening in the sunlight.

"These were only my fingers, Nathan." You lean in and over him, kissing him on the lips. "Can you imagine… Nathan-..." Trialing your finger along his spend body as you left the lingering kiss. His eyes follow you as you return back to your position. "...-what a …cock must feel like?" And massage his entrance again. Your fingers slide in with ease. His eyes flutter for a moment as you massage his insides. Closing his eyes for a moment, you can see him imagining. Relish the thought. And turn to an aggressive drill. Adding your second finger along. "Pounding you… deep inside you…"

"Yes… p-please…" He hampered through his labored breathing, his butt rising from the pillow as you feel another release coming. Nathan shakes, freezes, muscles locked into place. And his prostate was stimulated beyond belief. Again. "I'm… cummin…" And Nathan shakes again. Cock twitches and spurts a bit of fluid onto his stomach. Where it's coming from, you don't know. But it's another streak of fluid added to the mess. Nathan collapses to the mattress with one final moan. His hole pushes out your fingers in the motion. You feel the cramps and pain seeping in. It's numb, and your fingers twitch a little. Their slicked with fluids and stunk a little.

"I don't think you'll be able to walk for the next few hours." You poke his calves and thighs, but find no response whatsoever. Nathan is conscious but somewhere on a different plane of existence. With one of his shirts lying around, you rub your hand clean of wetness. With the knife, you cut the ropes around his wrist. His arms fall spend beside him. "Consider yourself a changed man, Nathan." You whisper in his ear. "That itch down there… it's never going to be the same ever again."

Nathan groaned and protested as the life slowly came back to him. Stars faded away from his vision. And color returned. Mouth sore and dry, a throat like sandpaper. His body tired and worn. Every joint on his body ached. Rubbing his wrists and shoulders, he slowly came to be himself again. "(Y/N)..." Nathan said, his head still spinning. "I w-will find you-…" He sputtered as he fought to get himself on his feet again. At least sit up. His vision somewhat blurry. A shimmer of steel caught his eye, and he saw your smile and the watch disappear on your wrist. "You f-fucker…" But his strength was gone. His legs had given in. His balance was gone. The moment Nathan got himself up to the edge of the mattress, he straight up tumbled forward onto the floor. Smacking face-first into the wooden floor. "I will find… you (Y/N)." He limped onto his back. Watching your contours disappear into the sunlight. "And scratch… e-everything off my list."

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[shawnxstyles]

Kk so it 2 in the morning and I’m horny so fem reader x tom Holland or Nathan Drake which ever you prefer where tom/ Nathan is always cocky in public and reader is shy and quiet but In bed the opposite and reader is like really dominant and stuff and Tom/Nathan is kinda like babyish idk only if your ok with it tho tyyyyy

talkative

warnings: smut; (unprotected sex, cockwarming, dirty talk), fluff, and language

note: i wrote this very fast because i feel bad for procrastinating my other writings :) also, i’m not a huge fan of sub!male but i tried it anyway (probably won’t do again)

(slight) sub!ceo!tom x (slight) dom!reader

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“we made it official in january,” tom chats with his co-worker, harrison, and his wife that are seated across the table from you. tom squeezes your hand on the white-cloth table. tonight was a simple dinner with tom’s best employee who has been working with him for years. they grew to be great friends over time.

“you always did know how to close a deal,” both men share a hearty laugh while you smile softly at tom. he returns a smile graciously, making your chest bubble with love.

even months after the wedding, that honeymoon feeling never faded away. every day with tom was like a dream. you couldn’t have asked for anyone or anything else.

“well, you two make just the loveliest pair,” harrison’s wife compliments with a fond expression. yours and tom’s smiles deepen with love and warmth as you stare into each other’s eyes.

“we do, don’t we, darling?” tom puts an arm around your shoulders and pulls you in for a forehead kiss. a heated rush runs through your head at the action. you were never good at pda; it always made you flushed and you couldn’t hide how it affected you.

you talked little throughout the rest of the dinner. sure, if someone asked you a question or two you’d answer, but you were never the most talkative. you grew up a listener, curious to hear what others had to say. however, when it was just you and tom, you were more open and detailed when you spoke.

especially when it came to the bedroom. you didn’t know you were that talkative until you met tom. well, until you had sex with tom.

it was freeing and comforting to know that there was always someone who was just as curious as you. so, out of curiosity, you married him.

even with separate chairs, you leaned close into tom’s side as the night continued. your hands intertwined under the table, resting on your smooth legs. tom would rub reassuring circles over your knuckles and occasionally kiss your temple to remind you that he was right there. his little actions of care was something that you not only craved but grew to need.

a familiar, fuzzy feeling burned in your lower stomach that you had to endure until you went home.

when the dinner ended, you all said your polite goodbyes and shared charming smiles. tom and you walked toward the car and headed home.

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as tom and you got ready for bed, your need for him was growing uncomfortable.

“tom.”

“yes, baby?”

“i need you.”

with the simplest words, you were crawling over tom’s lap in an instant. your silk nightgown rose to your hips as your legs spread over his hard bulge underneath his boxers.

“you’re already hard?” your hands rested on his muscular shoulders as you rolled your hips in a circular motion. tom groaned and put his hands on your hips to guide you. “poor tommy.”

“‘course i am. looked fucking gorgeous in that dress tonight,” he huffed out as your movements got faster. “fuck. need to be inside you.”

“why should i let you?” you teasingly questioned as you pulled down the delicate straps of your gown, revealing your pebbled nipples. licking your lips, you stopped rolling your hips until tom gave you an answer. he puffed out, irritated at how much control you have over him.

“i waited all night. talked to harry and madeline the whole time so i wouldn’t be too tempted to take you in the bathroom stall,” tom negotiated breathlessly.

“hmm. i guess that’s valid enough,” you shifted your panties to the side while tom hastingly slid down his boxers. his eagerness to be with you always caused a smug smile on your face. you were just as eager, but way better at hiding it clearly.

you rubbed your arousal against his cock, edging you both. without wasting any more time, you lifted your body up and angled his cock deep inside of you. you both hiss at the feeling as if you’ve never been together. but your bodies knew each other more than anyone else you knew.

his smooth, rough hands caress your sides as you pick up your pace. your breasts bounce as both of your moans collide in the heated air. your hands crawl around his neck and dig into his scalp. your cunt squeezes his cock causing him to whimper with a rough bite of his lips.

“k-kiss me,” tom moans with his head moving loosely.

“what, no ‘please’?”

“baby, please fucking kiss me,” his fingers twist your nipples, nearly stealing all your words from you. you bite your lip at the pinch of pain, leaning into his touch.

“that’s more like it.”

your lips crash together in a burning kiss. the fire between you two never seemed to dwindle, and you both melted together as if you were one. your hips never ruined their accelerated pace, even when tom began to thrust up into you.

the additional movement had you both moaning and groaning desperately against each other’s mouths. too immersed in tom’s lips, you were blind to notice tom slipping his hand between you both. he slyly rubs your throbbing clit, getting you closer to your orgasm.

sweat dampened at your foreheads while your legs burned from the vertical repetition. you felt tom’s cock twitch inside of you, alerting you that he was very close.

“come inside of me. i need your cum in me, tommy,” you encouragingly demanded in shaky breaths. obeying, tom releases inside of you, coating your walls.

“come with me, darling,” tom directed. you clutch around his length, squeezing everything out of him. the sensation of his fingers and his orgasm have you coming right soon after. he guides your hips as you ride out your blissful highs together.

all that can be heard are your panting breaths and your racing hearts as your forehead falls onto his shoulder. tom caresses and rubs your back, cock still sitting warm inside of you. neither of you make any movements, too afraid to ruin the euphoric experience. you both close your eyes, but know better than to fall asleep like this. you both know you’d feel sore and achy if you didn’t lay down on the bed.

but you wanted his cock to stay warm and tucked into you forever.

“c’mon, darling, let’s go to sleep,” tom insists, slowly lifting you up.

“but i want you in me,” you whine, not caring how dramatic you may sound. tom reassures you that he’ll slide back inside of you once you’re lying down.

tom’s body disconnects from yours and you feel a wrath of coldness flood your body. you remove your panties completely and discard them somewhere across your bedroom floor.

once you’re laying down comfortably, tom fulfills his promise and gently slides back into you. you hum at the satisfying thickness and fullness that fills you. you can’t help but rub your ass into him, causing him to hiss from behind you.

“goodnight, you minx,” tom tucks your hair to the side and kisses your cheek lovingly.

“goodnight,” you smile, all warm and cozy.

it’s easy to fall asleep when you’re entwined with the love of your life.

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#shawnxstyles #tom holland #tom holland smut #tom holland fan fiction #tom holland fan fics #tom holland fanfic #tom holland x reader #tom holland x you

[bigfan-fanfic]

Nate's first date with his bf Nate " Alright so were getting to know each other... Got any fears?" Bf " Well I've got this fear of heights." Nate " Hmm... That might limit the stories I can tell you..."

Nate really struggling with finding a story that doesn't involve him frickin Falling

#nathan drake x male reader

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Tom!Nathan Drake asks/requests…?

#tom holland x male reader #tom holland #nathan drake x male reader #nathan Drake #uncharted

[cockslutpadalecki]

Seven Minutes In Heaven

Summary: There’s no escaping your crush when you’re literally locked in beside him.

Characters: Nathan Drake x F!Reader.

Words: 1.8K.

Warnings: explicit sexual content, heavy sexual tension, mention of panic attacks, claustrophobia, female masturbation, male masturbation, 18+.

A/N: Got inspired by the scene in Uncharted where Nathan and Sully are hiding in the trunk of Moncado’s car which led me to this… Beta: @princessmisery666 but all the general bullshit is entirely mine.

The darkness is overwhelming, but the heat— oh god, the heat— the heat is stifling to the point where you think you’re going to start hallucinating. Sweat gathers across your forehead, on the nape of your neck, between the valley of your breasts, in the crease of your thighs— anywhere it makes you uncomfortable and you ache to wipe it away, but the lack of space means that’s practically impossible. Your skin itches from the warmth, prickles every time you move.

But above being unable to see and the heat and sweat making you delirious, it’s the feel of Nate behind you that truly drives you to the brink of insanity.

You can tell it’s unbearable for him too. You can feel in the minute movements he makes as he tries to get into a position that doesn’t cause his dick to brush against your ass. But regardless of how hard he tries, you still feel him pressing up against you, the hardness of his cock making your stomach tighten.

Whose idea was it to lay like this? And more importantly, what jackass decided hiding in the trunk of Moncado’s car was even an option? You’ll kill Sully the next time you see him. You know he did this on purpose. He’s always mocking you for your crush and what better way to force you to confront your affection than locking you away with the person who holds it?

It’s like the hell version of seven minutes in heaven.

Sucking in a shallow breath, you close your eyes and try to concentrate on focusing your mind elsewhere. Snow. Iced tea. Root beer floats. Winter. My refrigerator at home.

“You alright?“ Nate whispers from behind you. His breath is hot against your shoulder, but somehow it cools you for a fraction of a second as he speaks.

“Yeah, just… hot,” you huff out.

He lets out a little laugh. “I feel that.”

You try to shift your ass away, but your knees knock hard against the side of the trunk and you curse through gritted teeth.

“What did you do?” he asks.

“Hit my knee,” you hiss, trying to rub the throb away. “If we don’t suffocate in here, I swear I’m gonna ring Sully’s neck.”

Nate laughs softly. The harmonious sound sends a wave of arousal straight through you, and you quickly chastise yourself. 

Now is not the time to get horny, no matter how good it feels to have him this close.

He moves again and the swell of his cock is more prominent now. You groan under your breath, but in the quiet confines of the car, no sound is lost.

“Did you hit your knee again?”

“No, I… I’m fine,” you quickly shut down.

He doesn’t respond this time, and just the sound of his breathing fills the trunk. Steady but shallow. You wish you could say the same. Your chest is getting rapidly tighter and each intake of air hurts the back of your throat. Despite the lack of sight, you can still envision the sides closing in around you. Claustrophobia is starting to get to you, and you begin to feel a panic attack building.

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“I’m fine,” you snap a little too firmly, but your shaky voice gives you away.

“Hey,” Nate says softly, placing a hand on your waist, “breath with me.” You stiffen beneath his touch as he talks you through your anxiety, calmly breathing in and out while encouraging you to do the same. You’d usually be annoyed by the way he’s mollycoddling you, but the slow, gentle tone in which he speaks helps to focus your thoughts away from your rising panic. “I’m right here, you’re gonna be alright.”

He rubs his thumb back and forth across your flesh, perfectly in time with his directions. Your breathing levels out, but the feeling of his skin in contact with yours makes you tense further— replacing panic with prurience.

Nate stops. “Is this not helping?”

“Um yeah, it i-is, I j-just…” you manage to stutter as your hips unconsciously roll against his crotch. This time, it’s Nate’s turn to stiffen and you can practically hear him swallow inside the blanket of ebony.

“How about this?” he croaks, his hand sliding over the curve of your hips and splays it wide across your stomach. Your voice is lost in your throat as you try to answer him, instead a pained whine escapes. “Do you want me to stop?” he adds, pausing his touch just above the waistband of your pants.

The silence feels like it’s extending on forever as, ‘yes’ teases across your lips. You want Nate so much, but do you really want your first intimate interaction with him to be like this, where you can’t even see him?

Not having him be able to see the giddy look in my eye might be a good thing.

You take too long to answer and he starts to move his hand away, just as you stammer out a shaky, “N-no.”

Nate’s hand resumes its path down your front, slowly— testing— just in case you suddenly change your mind, but you don’t.

Something tickles at the nape of your neck, followed quickly by wet heat.

Oh god, he’s kissing me.

Tender, soft kisses that make your thighs tighten.

“Feeling better?” Nate checks between pressing his lips to your neck and then to the curve of your shoulder. You nod, forgetting he can’t see you.

“Mmhm,” you hum when he pauses again and almost instantly, his fingers move beneath the waistband of your pants. You suck in a sharp breath, your need for him now desperate as he reaches between the slope of your thighs and slowly rubs you through your drenched underwear. 

“I’d say you’re feeling a lot better,” he laughs, giving your shoulder a little teasing bite. 

You don’t hold back your whimper as you grind into his lap, your inhibitions lowering the minute you hear Nate mutter, “oh fuck,” into your skin. The corners of your lips twitch, threatening a smile, the more you feel him swell against you. 

The harder he strokes you through your panties, the more you roll back into him, and in turn, it causes the whole process to repeat itself until he’s groaning heavily in your ear. 

“Roll over. Face me.”

It’s tough given the limited space, but you manage to do so, placing your hands against his chest when you’re finally in position. One hand slips down to your ass, and with a light tap, he encourages you to lift your leg over his thigh. It’s not comfortable by any means, but the pain in your knee rubbing against the roof of the trunk is long forgotten when he moves his hand back between your thighs. Expertly popping open your pant button with his thumb, Nate finally shoves his fingers beneath the fabric of your panties and cups your pussy tight.

He eagerly gathers your wetness across his fingertips, coating them liberally until he’s slowly breaching your velvet heat. The stretch is magnificent.

As he slides knuckle deep, you let out an involuntary cry and you suddenly feel his spare hand searching for you in the dark. When he finally finds the nape of your neck, he tugs you towards him and presses your lips messily together. You groan into his open mouth, and Nate swallows it down with a moan of his own. 

His grip around your neck loosens, curling his hand around one of yours, and pushes it south until it rests on his hard cock. You gasp a little as he helps you to unbuckle his belt, his urgency palpable even beneath the curtain of obsidian. 

Nate’s heavy and silky hot in your palm when you finally wrap your fingers around it, and the noise that escapes him is nothing short of disgusting. 

He uses his thumb to nudge your clit each time he fucks his fingers back inside you— dirty, sloppy wet sounds that threaten to shatter the once awkward silence between you. Hungrily, he licks along the seam of your lips, whispering instructions to you in between kisses. 

Harder. Faster. Right there. 

You don’t even need to tell him how to get you off— it’s like he already knows what you crave and you’re soon on the edge, gasping against his damp lips, begging to come. 

“Shit, can’t wait to get out of this car,” he grits out, teeth nipping at your lips and jaw. “Show you what I really wanna do to you when I have more room.” 

“Oh yeah? Li-like what?” you breathlessly ask.

“I’d make you come on my tongue,” he puffs. “Then bend you over and fuck you across the hood.”

Jesus.

You splinter at his words, your cries muffled by Nate’s mouth heavy against yours. Stars explode in your vision as your body tenses, only sagging against him when the last of your euphoric tremors subside. You nibble down on his lips, whispering how good he feels in your grasp and he’s soon coming with a deep growl, his seed hot on your skin as it spurts all over your hand. 

A sudden thud on the top of the trunk makes you both jump. You quickly let go of his cock as Nate removes his hand from deep inside your panties and he hastily tucks himself away, his knuckles occasionally knocking against the side of your thigh. Another thud makes you welp in fear and Nate shoves his hand over your mouth to stifle any further noise. You can smell yourself on his fingers. Can feel the dampness of your orgasm still clinging to his skin, and it makes your stomach tighten all over again. 

Yet another sound comes from above you— like the distinct shift of a key in the lock and you stiffen in fear, preparing to meet your maker at the hands of Moncado’s men. Sudden bright light floods into the tiny space, making you squint as your eyes try to adjust. The rush of cold air is like heaven against your skin and even though Nate’s hand is still over your mouth and sticky from your juices, you don’t hesitate to suck in a huge gulp of oxygen, your lungs swelling in content. When the temporary blindness passes, you both catch sight of Sully standing over you, a smirk pulling at the corners of his lips as he takes in the messy scene below. 

“Can’t leave you two alone for five minutes,” Sully jokes, and you finally look towards Nate for the first time since being locked in the small space together. He still looks the same, but inexplicably there’s something different about him now— a new kind of twinkle in his eyes, a distinct curl in his lips, a dewy sheen to his skin. 

Nate smiles wide at you, dropping his hand from your mouth, and runs his thumb over your plump bottom lip. He lets out a light, airy laugh, eyes still trained firmly on you while his words are aimed at Sully, “Don’t sound so disgusted man, you knew what was gonna happen when I asked you to lock us in here.”

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[windhamsrotunda]

Shar's Updated Writing Pinned Post (8/9/23)

! Please note that I unfortunately no longer take requests as of right now !

(this list is going to be updated every so often)

Who I write / planning on writing for:

WWE:

Edge

Roman Reigns

James Drake (Schism)

Nathan Frazer (NXT)

Jimmy Uso

Jey Uso

Madcap Moss

Solo Sikoa

AEW:

Christian Cage

"Jungle Boy" Jack Perry

Alex Reynolds (dark order)

John Silver (dark order)

Wardlow

Erick Redbeard

Adam Cole

"Hangman" Adam Page

Music | Misc:

Oli Sykes (Bring Me The Horizon)

Matt Kean (Bring Me The Horizon)

Patrick Stump (Fall Out Boy)

Frank Iero (My Chemical Romance)

Ray Toro (My Chemical Romance)

Jamie Campbell Bower

Sam Bower

Chris Motionless (Motionless in White)

Vinny Mauro (Motionless in White)

Noah Sebastian (Bad Omens)

Kellin Quinn (Sleeping With Sirens)

What I write about:

Fluff, Angst, and Smut.

18+ Content (this is an 18+ only blog)

Male x Female! Reader one shots

Female x Female! Reader one shots (trying to get back into it, but will only write fluff and angst)

Links to some of my fics {mostly smut!}:

Edge & Christian (smut)

Heel!Edge (NSFW Alphabet)

Christian Cage (daddy issues)

Oli Sykes (NSFW alphabet)

Oli Sykes (smut fic)

Roman Reigns (smut)

Roman Reigns (smut 2)

Roman Reigns (smut 3)

Roman Reigns (smut 4)

Chris Motionless (car rides at midnight with Chris)

Chris Motionless (with those angel eyes)

Patrick Stump (fluff fic)

Wardlow (smut ficlet)

Wardlow (he's kinda hot though)

James Drake (Jagger Reid) Smut

#windhamsrotunda #shars masterlist #edge wwe #roman reigns #bray wyatt #christian cage #oli sykes #michael wardlow #wardlow #patrick stump #multi fandom #wwe #aew #fanfiction writer #fic writer #shars updated masterslist #smut #chris motionless

[nouearth]

bro, have you ever read any of this guy's fic? https://www.tumblr.com/myfeetkeepdancing

his writing is also really good, your recent threesome fic with tom holland reminds me of his works <3

there are very few x male reader writers on tumblr that actually have good pacing and choice of words so I'm keeping track of yall hidden gems

oh my god, yesssss! i used to read so much of their nathan drake fics, lmao. the fact that they haven't written a fic in a year is a crime, but also understandable. life gets in the way. 😭

but omg, that's a huge honor! i love his works, so this is a huge compliment for me! i honestly never thought i had good pacing, so this was a great surprise as well.

thank you, anon, for your kind words! <3

#ask #so sweet!!!!!