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sorrowsofsilence · 1 month

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Sinful Inflictions

Pairing: Nicholas Ruffilo x Fem!reader (oneshot)

Words: 1.9k

Warnings: Smut 18+ (PnV, pls wrap it b4 u tap it, fem!fingering, male!receiving), mentions of religion, religious themes, and slight anti-religion.

Prompt:

“Are you ready to pray to me?” He asked, “Then get on your knees and bow.”

It's easy to ignore the eyes of God when you've always had a thing for the priest's son.

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THIS IS A FANFICTION USING REAL PEOPLE IN A FICTIONAL SITUATION! I AM NOT IMPLYING THESE PEOPLE WOULD DO THE THINGS IN THE STORY OR ACT THE WAY THEY DO IN THE STORY IN REAL LIFE! IT IS FICTION! IT IS JUST FOR FUN! <3

You patted down the way-too-short floral skirt you dared to wear upon entering the church, dipping your head gently in greeting toward the priest as he stuck out his hand. Your lips reluctantly landed on his aging skin, hesitating for a moment.

“Good morning Father,” You said warmly, but behind your tone lingered distaste. He smiled as he greeted you back and your eyes shifted from his in aversion, before landing on the gentlemen ahead: His son.

Nicholas smiled at you, his gaze enticing as he dipped his fingers into the holy water, his middle and ring finger twirling in the pool for a moment too long. His hand trailed towards his chest, acknowledging the holy trinity in a cross as he stared, completely fixated.

A faint warmth tinted your nose as you followed, your fingers grazing along the water in doubt, following a fabricated praise. Nicholas’ eyes followed your every move before his eyebrow raised slightly. You gave him a polite nod as you walked past him, your shoulder brushing his chest lightly.

You sat down on one of the wooden pews, crossing your legs in anticipation. Would he sit next to you today?

You grew up with Nick, always attached at the hip. Your favourite day of the week was Sundays because you knew you’d get to spend time with the boy you’d been crushing on for years. As the two of you aged, neither had made any moves, despite the lasting tension always lingering between the two of you; until last week.

Last week Nick finally took a leap of faith, pushing you into the basement bathroom, and kissing you with complete desperation.

“I have been wanting to taste you for years.”

Smiling at his words you had pulled his body against yours, your hips rutting together. As you moaned against his lips Nick’s hands ran along your scalp before you then pulled away.

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” You had said, “Not under the eyes of God.”

Nick had scoffed, rolling his eyes as his lips attached to your neck, nipping and grazing at the skin, “I know you don’t believe any of it. You only ever come because I have to.”

His lips had trailed back up towards your ear, his warm breath cascading against you, “Plus if there’s a God, it’s fucking me.”

The two of you haven’t spoken since the kiss, but you squeezed your legs together in fervour, unsure of what today would bring.

As if he knew you were thinking of him, Nicholas slid into the same pew as you, gliding across the wood with ease. His slacks were loose, contrasting with his tight grey button-up that had the sleeves rolled just above the nape of his elbow.

He leaned into your side and your heart quickened at the minimal touch, averting your eyes as his devilish smile transcribed sinful thoughts.

“You want to get out of here?”

You looked around slowly before keeping your eyes ahead, worried others would hear as the choir began to sing, “Is that such a good idea Nicholas?”

His name fell off your tongue in a sultry tone, something that made him shift in his seat as he sat back up, facing the front.

“I need you,” he whispered.

With a racing heart, you dared not look toward him as your face warmed, “How?”

“In every way that you’ll let me.”

The breath that lingered in your lungs hitched in your throat, suffocating your mind with reprehensible images. You crossed your legs, squeezing your thighs together in shame as you imagined Nicholas’ hands roaming your bare skin. You had dreamed a dozen times of his disgraceful fingers pulling an orgasm from you in the church basement, your tongue bowing to his need and taking his moans as if they were yours.

You knew how wrong it would be to sneak off and succumb to lust, especially under the holy eyes of God in a place of worship; but the rush of how sinful it was, made you all the more lascivious.

“Meet me by the storage closet in five,” He spoke softly, but excitement radiated off of him as he slid off the pew and turned back towards the entrance. You didn’t turn to watch him, but swallowed with furor and counted down, waiting the allotted time.

Years of desire that had been pushed away led to this moment, and as your chest heaved nervously you excused yourself from the service, refusing to look at the congregation as you walked up the carpeted floor, entering the door that held the staircase to the basement.

With shakey legs, you followed the stairs down and turned a corner before being tugged toward someone.

Nicholas smiled down at you, his eyes lidded in infatuation as he wrapped his arms around you. He pulled you close against him, the heat radiating off of his body while he began running a hand along your back.

“What do you mean in every way?” You pressed your head against his chest as you took in a deep breath.

“Don’t pretend to be so innocent,” his low chuckle vibrated as he pulled out a key from his pocket, and unwrapped his limbs from your own. Nick reached for the nob of the storage closet, unlocking it before pulling your wrist, and beckoning you inside.

He quickly locked it, tossing the key into his slacks before turning to face you, and pushing you back against the wall with his hands. You watched as he quickly licked his lips in anticipation, before gracing you with a sly smile.

“I can’t hold myself back anymore,” He said as he rested his forehead against yours. Your eyes fluttered closed for a moment as you tried not to smile, your hips swaying against his as your stomach churned. Your hands ran up his shirt before resting clasped at the back of his neck, holding him.

“Tell me you feel the same,” He breathed, and you nodded, opening your eyes to meet his smokey irises. You watched each other, waiting.

He pleaded silently for an answer, and without hesitating you placed your lips against his in desperation, pulling him closer toward you as he moaned into the kiss.

Nick’s hand began to roam underneath your skirt, grabbing at the skin before smiling into your caress, “You didn’t wear shorts, and you’re wearing a thong?”

You felt him stiffen below you, his slacks tightening against your exposed thigh.

“I guess I did,” You laughed softly, letting your hands run up his long dark hair, clawing delicately at his scalp.

He kissed you again, this time with more fervour and hunger, ready to devour your shameful soul. His tongue danced along your bottom lip in a lustful beat as he allowed himself to dip his fingers in your underwear.

Your body clenched in longing as you began to push into his hand, desperate for his fingers to graze your adorning skin. You craved Nick’s fingers, and you needed him to know.

“Please,” You begged into his mouth, “Touch me.”

He chuckled at your plea but obeyed, his tattooed fingers parting your desire as he ran them earnestly between your folds. Your abdomen twisted as his palm brushed your clit, before his fingers sunk through your arousal.

The fabric of your skirt rode up your thighs, exposing Nicholas’ immoral actions. He pulled away from your lips to watch, his mouth agape in thirst as he pumped his fingers in and out, curling them skillfully.

Your legs began to buckle and your brows furrowed in pleasure, a quiet whimper crawling from your throat as Nicholas then caught your eyes. A slutty smile splayed on his lips as he proudly fucked you with his fingers in a synthetic sacrament.

The sound of your heavy breathing took over the small, musty, room as your peak built in your stomach, ready to be released. It didn’t take long for you to come, and Nicholas praised you in divinity.

In a ritualistic fashion, he pulled his fingers from you, placing them toward your lips. As if a new ordinance he then nodded for you to suck, and you did, licking his fingers clean of your sin.

Nick groaned unholy words as he blessed himself with the remnants of your orgasm, before tugging at your top.

You began to unbutton your blouse, and he followed, undoing his collared shirt. You both threw the garments to the ground, and Nick reached behind you, unclasping your bra to expose your chest.

“Are you ready to pray to me?” He asked, taking a step back in admiration for your body, before grabbing your hand and placing it on his waistband. You nodded eagerly.

“Then get on your knees and bow.”

You lowered to the ground in submission as you pulled his slacks down his legs, staring at the outline of his erection between the thin layer of his boxers. You tugged the underwear down, wrapping your hand softly around Nick’s arousal.

His hand found the back of your head as he pulled you toward him early, and you hungrily took him in your mouth, allowing your tongue to explore his skin.

You worshiped his body, bobbing your head in a rhythmic pattern as your hand stroked what was left. Your eyes flicked upward, watching Nick’s gaze fixated on your actions, as if he was in disbelief this was really happening.

“Jesus Christ,” He whimpered, hips beginning to thrust into your mouth.

You closed your eyes as you consumed him, your body shaking with lust and greed as you sucked.

“Baptise me,” you begged, and Nick laughed, pushing your head further down himself, forcing you to gag against his cock.

“I want to feel you wrapped around me,” He moaned as you gargled, pushing away to cough. You sucked in a deep breath as he pulled you off the ground, turning your body so you faced the wall.

Nicholas lifted the back of your skirt, a deep grumble erupting from his throat as his eyes devoured you while he stroked himself.

“Bend over and spread your legs,” He commanded and you pushed your chest into the wall, arching your back as far as you could to expose your ass toward your saviour.

You felt Nick’s fingers graze through your folds again, pushing his fingers into you in preparation before aligning himself from behind. You pressed your hips back toward him in desperation, anticipating the feeling of him filling you.

Finally, Nick pushed between your arousal and you cried, your unholy sounds masked by the sound of preaching above. The music of the gospels veiled the disgrace as he pounded into you relentlessly.

His fingers dug into the skin of your hips in lust as he gave into your body, the feeling of your combined souls inflicting a new feeling of complete adoration and need. Your bodies curated an insatiable yearning; an appetite of passion unleashing.

One of Nick’s hands reached to grip your hair, tugging your head back in libidinous urgency, hormones taking over.

Skin slapped together and you moaned from Nick’s thrusts, his body giving you everything he could. You wanted this feeling to last forever and you reached behind, gripping onto his hand that adorned you.

“There is no need to repent, for I am your mercy,” He said, fucking you senselessly with complete greed.

You didn’t care if God’s eyes were watching; you were ready to worship a new man.

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malice-ov-mercy · 12 days

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Learning Lessons

Pairing: vampire!Nicholas x fem!reader x vampire!Noah

Content warnings: 18+, oral (female receiving), sub!Noah tied to the cuck chair, possessive dom!Nicholas (??? Idk it kinda took a turn towards the end)

A/N: Is there any real vampire shit in this??? Not really, other than the stuff I’ve made up in my head. A little continuation of this thot and this. Did not proof read this at all, soooo if it’s a jumbled mess, sorry.

Word Count: 1.3k

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Nicholas quickly regretted agreeing to no fingers—not because he lacked confidence, but because his tongue could only reach so far. Sure, he could ask, but that would mean he’d have to stop licking into you and that certainly wasn’t a viable option. He wanted to savor every little drop of nectar possible, commit your taste to memory. Nothing in his young immortal life had ever tasted as splendid and wonderful as you. He almost understood why Noah chose to neglect his studies—almost.

“You’re not doing it right,” Noah barked, struggling against his restraints.

“Noah,” you sighed, “He’s doing fine.”

Breathy and low, Nicholas took immense pleasure in the moan you made. Your back arched and pressed more of your center to his mouth. He swallowed down his own moan when you softly threaded your fingers through his hair, ultimately failing as you tugged gently.

Internally, Nicholas smirked hearing Noah’s frustrated huff and more fruitless flailing.

Every stroke of his tongue, each meticulous flick and lick was purposeful and calculated. It took him no time at all to render you speechless, much to everyone’s happiness. The only sounds escaping you were loud, boisterous and erotic, encouraging Nicholas to work faster, creating an endless, perfect cycle.

He gazed up at you, admiring the rapid rise and fall of your chest and bliss filled haze surrounding you. His name sounded ethereal and heavenly tumbling from your lips.

Up until now, he’d been so gentle and kind, sweet and tender, but prayer of his name paired with Noah’s whimpering cries drove him close to insanity. He gripped your hips mean and rough, pulling you impossibly closer, burying his face deeper. You tried to grind against him, but he held you firmly in place. His strength surprised you.

“Don’t stop,” You pled, grasping his hair a little harsher. “I'm so close.”

Nicholas hummed, delighted by your command.

Thrashing caught his ear and he glanced towards the being strapped to the chair. Noah had his eyes closed, neck back and face turned up to the ceiling. His breathing was labored. Nicholas could feel the jealous envy and aroused helplessness radiating from him.

As if felt his steely gaze, Noah looked down his nose, nostrils flaring ever so slightly when their eyes met, desperate anger flickering in the darkness of his irises. It was as if Noah was trying to challenge him, trying to show him how dangerous he could be. Nicholas knew better though. He knew all too well how pathetic and docile Noah was when it came to sex. It was all posturing, a poor show of power he didn’t possess.

He kept his eyes fixed on Noah, feeling full of smug pride. Watching him struggle to keep his cool, seeing him bite down on his lip so hard it’d started to bleed had its own intoxicating effect on Nicholas. The faint smell of his blood mingling with the scent of you so heavily on his senses was dizzying, almost too much for him to bear.

The sight of Noah on the verge of tears, thrashing violently against his restraints while you called out another’s name at the peak of climax was one of the most beautiful images and sounds Nicholas thinks he’s ever seen.

A litany of swears and vitriol erupted from Noah, cursing his very maker with a sharp, venomous tongue. His threats may have been empty, but they certainly wouldn’t go unpunished. Nicholas would make sure this moment was a learning lesson in private. Though, the flaming daggers staring back at him as you gasped and writhed in his grasp delighted him.

Had you been his, Nicholas would have left you crying, begging for your life to stop—but he had to show mercy. There was an agreement after all, as much as he’d love to keep torturing and tormenting Noah.

Reluctantly, Nicholas pulled away, nose to chin glistening. Briefly, his eyes fluttered shut as he unconsciously licked his lips, already craving more of your essence. You smiled at him, so radiant and bright, he’s positive it outshined the fullest moon on the clearest night. In that moment, he decided he too would do anything you asked. He would gladly accompany Noah in his chokehold.

Whatever enchantment you cast on Noah, Nicholas found himself falling victim to.

“God fucking damn it.”

The sound of leather ripping prompted Nicholas to tear his eyes from you, landing immediately on Noah as the strap across his chest snapped. With lightning fast speed, he stood in front of Noah, looming over him. He grabbed his jaw and forced him to look at him.

All the rage and vague jealousy melted away, leaving behind an expression that mimicked a wounded puppy. Under different circumstances, Nicholas would have thought it was endearing—cute even— but there was nothing cute about the careless venom he spewed.

“Do you see why you need to learn, Noah? Do you know what you told me?” He said, not an ounce of emotion in his voice.

Noah visibly sunk back into the chair, clearly aware of his misbehavior and painfully embarrassed.

Not satisfied with his silence, Nicholas tightened his grip and leaned down so they were face to face. Noah tried to look everywhere but the scolding, icy eyes in front him, but Nicholas wouldn’t allow it.

“Look at me when I’m talking to you.” He shook his head by his jaw.

Sheepishly, Noah obeyed. He squirmed under Nicholas’ judgment.

“You’ve been terribly behaved this evening, Noah.” He raked his eyes over his shameful face. Red stained his lips, and a bruise had started to form from his teeth.

Nicholas moved his thumb to delicately brush along his bottom lip. He brought their faces closer together, wanting to get a better smell of Noah’s blood and giving him a tantalizing whiff of your delectable arousal. Noah couldn’t contain his whimper or the way he tried to capture Nicholas’ lips, desperate for a taste of you.

Goosebumps pricked his skin as he felt breath and soft lips on his ear.

“If I was cruel,” Nicholas whispered, voice low and quiet, only loud enough for him to hear, “I’d keep you tied here all night while I have my way with her, bring her within an inch of her life and make her mine.”

Panic surged through Noah and he tested his bindings again, only to be swiftly reminded it would take much more strength and power to break the rest. He locked eyes with you, offering an equally enchanting and ethereal smile.

The low, rumbling chuckle in his ear made him shiver.

“Lucky for you, I’m not entirely cruel.”

Nicholas bent down and unfastened the restraints around his legs and ankles. As he moved to the ones on his arms and wrists, he once again fixed his eyes on Noah, giving him a stern, dangerous look.

“But if you ever threaten to ‘rip my fucking throat out’ again, knowingly or unknowingly, I will make good on cruelty. Understood?”

“Yes.” Noah nodded furiously. Nicholas raised a brow.

“Yes…?” He let his question trail off.

“Yes sir.”

Nicholas gave his own approving nod and freed him. Noah sat still as could be, waiting to be dismissed. He didn’t want to anger Nicholas anymore than he had.

“Go.”

Quicker than lightning, Noah pounced on you, eagerly settling between your thighs, already salivating before he’d even had a lick.

A small smile pulled at Nicholas’ lips as he watched a feral, pussy starved Noah devour you, happily cleaning the mess he left behind. Wet squelching and audible slurping filled the room; the erotic sounds warmed his skin, spreading through him and stoking his growing desire.

Silently and secretly, he hoped you’d be kind enough to invite him again.

The next morning, Nicholas was pleasantly surprised to see Noah bright and early, ready to learn. Perhaps all he needed was a little scaring after all. He would be sure to thank you later.

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collapsedglasshouses · 1 month

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FIC RECOMMENDATIONS

Hello! I've decided to update my recommendation list and give it a bit more structure, this is why I'm making a new list and try to keep it updated as often as possible. (The old list will still be available don’t worry)

To my fellow fanfic creators, I can't even put into words how much I appreciate you all. You're all so good at what you are doing. Thank you for sharing your masterpieces with us! ♡

Please read the content warnings for each piece of fiction! Most of them are NSFW so MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

LAST UPDATED APRIL 3 2024

BAD OMENS:

Noah Sebastian x OC/Reader:

✫ JUST PRETEND by @thefallennightmare & @thescarlettvvitch

✫ ENTOMBED by @thescarlettvvitch

✫ MERCY by @thefallennightmare

✫ I TOOK YOUR KEYS, IT WAS ME by @badnoahmens

✫ SWEEP ME OF MY FEET by @badnoahmens

✫ PULLED FROM THE GREY by @crimson-calligraphyx

✫ SWEETENED BREATH, TONGUE SO MEAN by @rottingfern

✫ SCREAM by @foliosriot

✫ THE ROTTEN AND UGLY by @foliosriot

✫ THE INEVITABILITY OF LOVE AT SECOND SIGHT by @veronicaphoenix

Nicholas Ruffilo x OC/Reader:

✫ SAFETY NET by @measuredingold

✫ DISGUISED IN YOUR SHEETS by @deathblacksmoke

✫ DELICATE BEGINNING RUSH by @concreteburialplot

Joakim "Jolly" Karlsson x OC/Reader:

✫ LITTLE ONE by @cowpokeomens

✫ ABSOLUTION by @cowpokeomens

✫ SCAR by @ladyveronikawrites

✫ LIKE BRANCHES IN A FLOOD by @the-way-of-words

Nick Folio x OC/Reader:

✫ CLUTCH by @kingdomof-omens

✫ LIMONCELLO by @sinkingteethinwhitenoise

✫ HARDER by @sorrowsofsilence

✫ THE CRAZIER I CAME by @deathblacksmoke

Matt Dierkes x OC/Reader:

✫ FOR YOU? NEVER by @thefallennightmare

✫ JUST FOR TONIGHT by @withcrossesandframes

✫ MATT DIERKES FRIENDS TO LOVER REQUEST by @thcfountain [Matt Dierkes x ace afab!Reader]

Other Pairings:

✫ LOST IN THE CONCRETE JUNGLE by @ladyveronikawrites

✫ CALL ME WHEN YOU GET THE CHANCE [Noah Sebastian x Nick Ruffilo x fem!Reader] by @deathblacksmoke

✫ DOMINATE THE GAME [Coach Davis!Noah Sebastian x female reader x Coach Cerulli!Chris Motionless] by @ladyveronikawrites & @nerdraging4point0

Love Triangle:

✫ VIRALITY [Nicholas Ruffilo x fem!OC & Noah Sebastian x fem!OC] by @concreteburialplot

MOTIONLESS IN WHITE:

Vinny Mauro x OC/Reader:

✫ SURPRISE by @ravieisunhinged

✫ BABY IT'S COLD OUTSIDE by @beaker1636

✫ SWEET BOY by @circle-with-me

Ricky Olson x OC/Reader:

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Chris Motionless x OC/Reader:

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Other Pairings:

✫ EVERY ROSE HAS ITS THRONS by @cookiesupplier [Ricky Olson x OFC x Chris Motionless]

dividers by @saradika-graphics

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thcfountain · 2 months

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plot -> "The band is over for movie night but reader is overly bratty and mischievous, especially since Jolly had previously brought up the idea of bringing his friends in on certain aspects of their sex life."

content warnings: Afab!Reader (she/her pronouns) x prestablished relationship with Jolly, afab!reader x Noah, Ruffilo x Noah x Folio. Unprotected sex. P in V. Oral both male and female receiving. Daddy kink. Cum eating. Creampie. Group sex. Slight emotional aftercare. Spanking.

word count: 1,523.

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Having the band over for movie and game night was always fun and normally you'd be better behaved for your boyfriend, Jolly, but you were in a bit of a mood. A mischievous mood that had you playing with fire, in a sense. You were all over Noah during Monopoly, fawning on him, practically sitting in his lap, completely aware of the dark looks Jolly was casting your way out of jealousy. The two of you had had previous conversations about involving the rest of the band in your sex life before and had even brought it up a few times to the Nicks and Noah, who had all been excited by the prospect, but not much had come of it since then.

At some point in the night, you managed to ‘accidentally’ spill your drink on Folio's lap, which meant you apologizing profusely while wiping it up with napkins. That was clearly Jolly's threshold on the matter of you being a brat to make him jealous. You felt his hand around the upper part of your arm, pulling you off of Nick before yanking you down into his lap, where he sat on the couch.

“You clearly need a reminder of who you belong to,” Jolly says, taking on that commanding lilt he gets to his voice when he's in any kind of dominant mood. You feel your skirt pulled up and panties pulled down, revealing your bare ass to the other boys, who immediately quiet themselves to watch what would happen.

The first time he brings his hand down on your ass, makes you yelp a little in surprise. The next few spanks sting, reddening your cheeks but making you wet. You knew that you were probably leaving a wet spot on Jolly's lap and bit your lip to keep from moaning during your punishment.

“Who do you belong to?” Jolly asks, bringing his hand down again.

“You!” You squeak out, immediately followed by the words you know he wants to hear, “I'm your slut, daddy.”

With the final slap, Jolly lets his hand rest on your ass, rubbing the red skin gently before slipping his fingers down, gathering up the slick that's begun to pool under your cunt.

“So wet already?” He murmurs, holding his wet fingers up for his friends to see. “You're this wet over telling my friends who's slut you are?” He sucks his fingers into his mouth, tasting your arousal. Those same fingers go back to your cunt, rubbing your slit. “I don't think they understand how much you belong to me, baby,” he says, patting your ass so you get off his lap.

You can see immediately that Jolly is semi hard in his jeans and he's not the only one - Folio is palming himself through his pants already. Noah, who you were aware had been passed around by the band a few times, was already letting out little whining noises and practically pawing at Nicholas for attention.

Your attention is quite literally yanked away from the three of them by Jolly's hand in your hair, near the base of your skull, as he manhandles you until you're on your knees for him. Before he can even tell you what he wants, you place a kiss over the erection you can see straining in his jeans.

“Good girl,” he practically purrs as you obediently put your hands behind your back. He keeps one hand in your hair and with the other, he unbuttons his jeans, pushing them down just far enough to allow his cock to be freed. “Such a good little slut for daddy, aren't you, baby?” he asks, the words going straight to your cunt.

It was hard to decide what you wanted more in that moment - to have him ease the ache in your needy cunt or to suck his dick for his friends to see. You knew what he wanted though, so you leaned forward, placing little kitten licks over the head of his cock, licking up the precum that had begun to leak from his tip. He rewards you with a moan of your name, spurring you on to place his tip in your mouth.

From behind you, you're vaguely aware of the needy whines that Noah is still making and the sound of clothing being shed but your attention remains on Jolly as you slowly take him fully into your mouth until your nose hits his pubic bone.

“Fuck,” he sighs out in pleasure, petting your hair and bucking his hips forward gently, trying not to make you choke too badly on his cock. “Such a good girl,” he adds as you bob your head, moaning around him at his praise. He thrusts into your mouth one more time before yanking you off, spit and drool down your chin as you whimper.

He pulls you up, pressing a kiss to your lips. “I'm going to breed you like a whore for them to watch, would you like that?” he asks, slipping a hand between you both after breaking the kiss, finger sliding up between your folds and gathering slick before pressing against your clit, causing you to whimper.

“Yes, sir,” you reply, earning a smile from your beloved Swede, who bends you over the side of the couch so you can watch Noah, who is know kneeling on the floor, alternating between blowing Folio and Nicholas and the sighs makes your pussy clench.

As Jolly lines his tip up with your entrance, Nicholas begins fucking Noah's mouth, his green eyes closing as he curls his fingers in Noah's hair. Jolly slams himself inside you, bottoming out all at once and you cry out in pleasure.

As Jolly holds your hips, fucking you from behind, you watch as Folio spits into his hand and starts rubbing his cock. Noah whines and moans around Nicholas’ dick, his hands on Nicholas’ hips to steady himself as his mouth is fucked. Moans and cries of pleasure leave your own mouth with every thrust Jolly makes, practically drowning out the curses and praises of “good boy, good boy taking my cock so well,” from Ruffilo.

You watch as Nicholas goes rigid, cumming down Noah's throat and when he pulls himself free of Noah's mouth, you watch drool and cum leak down Noah's chin. Folio cups Noah's cheek, turning him to face him as Noah swallows Nicholas’ load and then opens his mouth just as Folio paints his face.

Jolly reaches forward, grabbing your neck and pulling you up so your back is against his chest. “Do you want me to cum in you?” He asks and you feel his pace starting to pick up. You barely get the words out to agree when you feel him cum, filling you with his load.

When he pulls out, he has you sit back on the couch, spreading your legs so the others can see his load leaking out of you. “You and Noah have been so good, havent you?”

“Please, it's our turn to cum right?” Noah asks, his cock so hard that it's drooling precum and you almost wonder if he could cum without being touched.

“Please, daddy,” you whimper, looking up at Jolly with need.

“I think Noah should eat my cum out of you until you orgasm,” says Jolly and Noah immediately whines, already crawling towards the couch.

“I agree,” replies Ruffilo, licking his lips with a grin.

That was all the encouragement that Noah needed to bury his face in your cunt, kissing your clit and then using his tongue to clean you out of Jolly's seed. You pull him closer, grinding against his face, both of you moaning from the oral he's giving. Using only his mouth, he brings you to orgasm and as you cry out, letting it wash over you, he keeps sucking and kissing on your clit until you've ridden it out.

When you've come down from the high, you immediately pounce on Noah, wrapping your lips around his dick to repay the favor. He's been so needy that as soon as your mouth is on him, he cums down your throat crying out, tears leaking from his eyes that Folio kisses away.

“Good boy,” says Ruffilo, kissing Noah's shoulder. “You were such a good boy for us and we are so proud of you.”

Jolly pulls you off the floor, peppering your face with kisses. “You did amazing, baby. Are you okay?” You nod and he kisses you softly. “I love you so much. You and Noah can nap and then have a snack, okay?” He carries you in his arms to the bedroom, tucking you into bed and it isn't long before Noah is tucked in next to you.

“Next time maybe we can film it?” Noah asks, curling up to you for cuddles.

Jolly gives you another kiss. “Sleep for a little and we'll order food and clean up.”

You curled into Noah's embrace and let sleep take you, knowing that Jolly would probably agree later to letting you and Noah have a warm bath together and lots of bath snacks for being so good.

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Soak in the tub | headcanon

This little Nicholas Ruffilo headcanon goes out to my bestie, @bcd4rkside 🖤

18+ MDNI - Nicholas Ruffilo x female reader

🔞⚠️: fingering, overstimulation, (slight) dom!Nicholas

Nicholas knew what you needed. He could tell from the moment you got home from work.

Your body ached from a stressful day of dealing with customers as you all but fell into Nicholas' open arms as you stepped through the front door.

"Hey," you mumbled into his chest.

His protective arms wrapped around you as he kissed the top of your head before he softly announced that was going to run you a bath.

Taking you by the hand, he led you upstairs to the bathroom. You began to take off your clothes and threw them in the laundry hamper. Meanwhile, Nicholas began to fill the tub with hot water and bubble bath.

The scent of lavender and vanilla hit your nostrils as Nicholas helped you step into the tub. You let the water wash over you as you sat down and lay back, tilting your head to the side to look at Nicholas, who was sat down in the floor his chin rested on the side of the tub looking at you.

"Need help relaxing, angel?" he asked sweetly.

"Yes, please," you replied, instinctively bringing your knees up and letting them fall against the sides of the tub.

This had become a little ritual for Nicholas when you needed to wind down. Sometimes, he selfishly hoped you would have had a rough day so he'd get to spoil and pleasure you when you got home.

He rolled up his sleeves and then ran his hand down the inside of your leg closest to him, from the knee to your clit. The contact of his fingertips on your needy clit was sending ripples through your body.

Nicholas began making slow circular movements against you. This continued as you let out an audible moan, bucking your hips slowly into his hand.

He looked down on you with adoring eyes as you began trembling with adrenaline. Your clit was swollen and throbbing under his gentle caresses. You were clenching around nothing and gasping like you couldn't take in enough air.

"Please, Nicky. I need them inside," you pleaded.

"Shh, patience now, love," he hummed in response.

You gripped onto the side of the tub in an attempt to ground yourself. Water washed over onto the floor, and Nicholas, who was undeterred as he watched you falling apart.

You were a mess of whines and gasps as you went past the point of orgasm. The sensation between your legs began too much, and tears of desperation were rolling down your cheeks.

Nicholas was quick to sense you were overstimulated and changed tact. His fingers left your clit and were plunged into your entrance. He pumped them in and out, curling them so he could reach that sensitive spot inside. You clenched tightly around his fingers as your entire body began to tense up.

You bucked your hips in time with his fingers now, chasing the release you so desperately needed. Ecstasy washed over you as the rubber band in your stomach pinged, and you let out a loud, wavering moan.

For the first time since you'd left the house that morning, you felt totally relaxed. Nicholas withdrew his fingers and rinsed them off in the water. He got to his feet and reached for a hand towel.

"Finish your soak in the tub, baby. I'll go start dinner," he said as he dried his hands and then left a kiss on the top of your head.

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ravieisunhinged · 3 months

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Bass

Nicholas Ruffilo x Reader

Oneshot / Imagine

Tags: @ladyveronikawrites, @lma1986, @blackveilomens, @cookiesupplier, @thcfountain

Content Warning: Smut, Fluff. Mentions of fingering, female receiving oral.

Summary: You see your best friend Nicholas messing with his bass, and it is making you feel things.

You’ve known Nicholas for basically your entire life. Currently you were at his place, and he was messing with one of his bass guitars. He noticed early on, that when he’d play, you’d focus on his hands. Today was one of those days.

“If you want me to teach you how to play, all you have to do is ask, you know.” He speaks up.

“Uhh, I’m fine.” You say.

“You sure? You’re staring.” He smirks, teasing you.

“I’m not staring…just…admiring. Is that a crime?” You reply.

“Why are you staring at my hands then?” He asks.

“Oh..no reason.” You say before quickly going back on your phone.

Nicholas quickly puts his bass down, and walks over to you. He snatches your phone out of your hand and places it on the table next to you.

“Hey?!” You quickly stand up. Attempting to take your phone back, he shoves it in his pocket.

“Can you please, for the love of god, give me my phone back?” You ask, irritated.

“Nope. I wanna know why you stare at my hands when I’m playing my bass.” He says.

“Hm. You really wanna know?” You ask.

“Mhm.” He replies.

Okay then. You think to yourself.

Leaning up to his ear, you say, “I’ve thought of the idea of you playing me like that bass.”

His breath gets stuck in his throat when he hears you say that. Was he dreaming? You were literally the love of his life, but you didn’t know that yet.

Clearing his throat, he finally speaks. “How about we make that a reality then?”

“What’s stopping you?” You ask, batting your eyelashes at him. He moves his hands to your waist, and presses his lips against yours. Kissing him back, you wrap your arms around his neck.

He then pulls away, and pushes you on the bed. Quickly putting his bass somewhere other than his bed, he returns to you. You feel his hands slide under your shirt, and you sigh.

His hands go higher and higher, until you feel them on your chest. He kisses you again, and you moan into the kiss.

Soon enough, you feel yourself soaking wet for him. One of his hands snake down to your underwear and teases you through it.

“Please,” You whine.

“I know, I know. I want to hear you say it.” He says.

You glare at him. “Fucking play me like that bass, or I’ll do it myself.”

“As hot as that sounds,” He says, moving your underwear to the side, “I’d rather do it for you.”

He sinks two fingers into your heat, and a loud moan escapes your lips. “That’s my girl.”

His fingers move in and out of you, and you’re a mess under his touch. Soon, you feel yourself close to letting go. Nicholas could tell you were close as well.

“Cum for me, love.” He says.

You cum around his fingers, then he removes them from you. He licks his fingers, tasting you in the process.

“Fuck, you taste amazing. Maybe I should go for seconds..” He says.

“What’s stopping you?” You suggest.

He smirks, and sinks to his knees. He wraps his arms around your thighs, and starts devouring you. One of your hands land in his hair, whimpers and moans leaving your lips.

After tonight, your relationship with Nicholas did change, but now instead of being just friends, the two of you were now lovers.

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cookiesupplier · 6 months

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Say My Name - Part Two (nsfw)

pairing: nicholas ruffilo x ofc

cw: oral sex (f receiving), fingering, P in V, unsafe sex (wrap it up folks), D/s undertones.

18+ Minors DNI

summary: Nicholas Ruffilo has been a fixture in Kaia's life for so long she couldn't imagine it without him. Even after he left for LA and his life of stardom took off.. the only problem, she never got the nerve to tell him how she felt about him. Could one more tattoo change everything?

words: 2209

author’s note: Part two, I promised the smut... I have no idea how good it is.. I.. yea. I tried lmfao. In my head it was fun lollll All unbeta'd, reader beware lol.

ALL COMMENTS ARE WELCOME!

Any replies to this post will be replied in a reblog because tumblr is a butt and for some reason wont let me reply to posts.. if anyone knows how I can fix it (I've done everything all the help suggestions have said) lemme knoowww.. cause support hasn't gotten back to me yet...

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“I want you to say my name like that again.”

Hearing those words from Nick left Kaia in a state of shock for a moment, her eyes widened as she stared at him, his hands warm on her leg, rubbing gently as if to sooth her, like he thought she was a wild animal about to start running. Another moan slipped from her lips however when she realised that that wasn’t what he was going at all, his hand on her inner thigh was rubbing those circles up over the paper stencil of the tattoo higher up her leg, creeping up higher, and higher.. She shuddered as she felt those gloved covered fingertips stroking the line at the edge where her skirt barely was tucked into her underwear..

“Ky, when I’m done with you Sweetheart, you won’t be moaning anyone else’s name like that. Ever, again.”

And fuck, she’d never thought Nick would exactly be the possessive type, he was so very chill and easy going, but damn, if seeing the way his eyes were staring at her as he tugged her shirt from her underwear and proceeded to pull his hands away so he could remove his gloves, that was the hottest thing she had ever heard come from him.

He never had to worry though. Not that she managed to get those words out, that would mean being able to put thoughts together right now. Instead, now, as she saw Nick’s gloves come off, she was peeling the tattoo stencil from her leg and carefully discarding it aside, time for the tattoo was done, as much as she had been looking forward to this tattoo time with Nick, oh, the feeling of his hands on her, the thrill of those words, the possibilities that he was presenting to her, even for just one moment? She couldn’t pass that up.

Just one moment. One moment to bask in the sun.

He had turned away to shift his things away from the couch he’d set her on. If they were in the store, she wouldn’t be nearly as comfortable, and maybe she should think twice before she lifted her sun dress over her head and just dropped it to the side. When he was looking back to her, she swore she saw his eyes darken as they racked down her body, taking her in.. all the artwork, so much of it his.. Her bare form exposed, left in nothing but her bra and underwear..

“Damn, Sweetheart, you are something else.”

Nick had seen almost all of her in one way or another.. Almost all of her tattoos had been done by female artists, for obvious reasons, which he understood, while she loved him, she was a private person with body issues and having the man she was in love with tattoo intimate parts of her body… even just her thigh today was pushing it! Still, looking at her here and now, and seeing her before him, Kaia watched the way he took her in and she couldn’t even imagine what was going through that talented mind of his.

“Nick…”

Breathless as she watched him stand up, he was lifting his shirt over his head, next came his belt, and his pants and boxers were falling around his ankles leaving him in nothing, completely nothing. She unclipped her bar from her back and tossed the cage for her breasts aside happily, not that she had much to her curves, it always made her a bit self conscious actually, but when she went to slide her underwear down her legs,

“Don’t.”

Kaia looked up to Nicholas, his soft voice commanding as he moved to kneel on the couch. Moving over her, his hand running up her legs, bare, without his gloves this time, leaving her to shiver in an entirely different type of anticipation. Nick had always had a way about him, quiet, unassuming, but whenever he spoke to her, she couldn’t help but listen, and so everything he told her to do, like a zing running down her

“Let me Sweetheart.”

His fingers hooked at the lacy material to the sides of her hips, of course, she’d worn one of her best pairs, why wouldn’t she when she knew that he was at least going to catch a flash of them at some point today. The last thing she was going to do was wear a pair of granny panties to a tattoo appointment with the man she’d swear she’d been in love with since middle school! Sliding the material of her lingerie down her legs, ignoring the stickiness left from the stencil transfer, she didn’t care, the tattoo was so far from her mind, all she cared about was this man, and his hands, where every inch of his skin was in contact of hers as he leaned over her and turning his head pressing a kiss to her clean inner thigh, earning him a soft whimper slipping from her lips.He was going to kill her before the night was out. He was.

“Nicholas.”

There it was, he’d wanted her to say his name like that again, and he’d gotten it, only the breathy moan was slightly louder this time, pleading with him for a little more, and she watched as his lips curled into a smile as he pressed another kiss a little higher along her thigh.. And the next.. Until he was spreading her thighs and his tongue was pressing deep into her pussy, and she was gasping loudly in surprise as he was feasting on her like a man starved.

“Oh fuck, Nick!”

Never in her life would she have thought that today would have her ended up here, would she have thought that the latest in a long line of tattoos from her friend, one of her best friends.. Even if she barely saw him anymore, that never changed for her, would she have thought that just another tattoo would have his tongue licking deep inside her. Moaning out his name, reaching for his hair as he his lips found her clit, sucking as she tugged and his man bun was spiralling undone so her fingers could thread into his hair.

When two of those gifted fingers that she’d seen work his guitar slid into her body, playing her instead, curling inside of her, cried out in pleasure, her fingers tugging harshly at his hair as she fell over the edge into the abyss, clenching around his fingers as she orgasmed. Shaking, he didn’t stop though, he kept going, until she had to push him away with a whimper, his mouth and chin glistening a little with her cum, fuck, he looked divine like that.. But god..

“I’m not done with you yet Sweetheart.”

Oh, god, she hoped not.

Looking at him, her eyes flickering down his body, he was slim, and gorgeous, and his cock was jutting out and hard.. But she saw him pause.. Considering what came next as she sat up a little, he knees cradling his hips there in front of him..

“I’m safe.. Nick, I-”

“I know.. So am I, but I don’t have any-”

“We don’t need one.”

They’d talked so often, Kaia knew that Nicholas didn’t sleep around with fans all the time on the road, he’d rather hang out with his friends, crew and the band on the buses while on tour than find random chicks along the tour route while they were away. Sure she knew he dated over the years, neither of them had been celibate, but she was certainly single now, had been for months. Last date she’d heard about for him, she didn’t even want to think about. She honestly didn’t care, and the thought of feeling him inside of her, watching as he stroked his cock, rubbing his thumb over the head to smear the pre-cum over and her breath caught, he was so fucking beautiful all over..

“Look at me Sweetheart.”

Her eyes flew up to meet his, and that soft knowing smile on his lips, she’d been caught watching him, her cheeks flaming..

“I want to see your eyes as I feel you for the first time.”

First time, fuck.. The gasped that escaped her had nothing to do with the way he was dragging the head of his cock along her slit and over her clit drawing a soft whimper out of her, and everything to do with the thought of this being the first time and not a one time. Reeling him press into her, as his hips hitched forward, pushing into her warmth, wrapped in her heat, and fuck, the moan that he pulled from her when he was completely inside of her. His hands hooked her thighs around his hips as he rolled them forward so he was flush with hers, skin to skin.

Kaia’s hand that wasn’t still greedily fisted in his hand, she was not giving up those lock dammit, they were all that was keeping her grounded right now, was wrapped around his back as his whole body was pressed against her. His lips claimed hers in a kiss that she swore felt like he was trying to steal the oxygen from her lungs.

Then he started moving.

That first thrust and she had to tear her lips from his, arching under him with the force of the thrust and fucking crying out with the pure pleasure, god, Nick, had always been quiet. Even now he was demanding anything, he wasn’t loud, he wasn’t commanding, but he had her completely enthralled and at his mercy. Each thrust of his hips and she was shuddering in pleasure as, reaching between them, those talented fingers reaching between them for her clit and rubbing,

“You going to cum for me Sweetheart, cum all over my cock like a Good Girl?”

His voice was so soft, so gentle with the request in them, wanting so badly to please him, so badly to please Nick.. How he did that to her she didn’t know. One second she had been on the verge of screaming out in pleasure, and the next she was whimpering and nodding, his brow pressed to hers..

“Yes, yes, I’ll be your Good Girl, please.”

Lips curving in that smile,

“That’s my girl, go on, cum.”

As his fingers rubbed harder at her clit, even if he hadn’t said it, she wasn’t sure she would have been able to hold back anyway, as her thighs started to shake, clenching around his cock, moaning as she fell over the edge, cumming apart as he groaned.. Nick thrust into her a bit harder then, fucking her through it, it, pushing her to the limit, and letting her take her pleasure until he was filling her with his own, fuck, feeling his warmth inside of her was something else.. And she didn’t think she could go back. First time. He’d said, first time.

Lifting her head she brought her lips in a kiss that was a little desperate, she’d admit it.. She wanted this to be the first time, the first of so many to come..

As the kiss broke though, and their bodies stilled, laying there in each other’s arms, hearts racing, breathless wrapped up on a very too small couch for two grown adults..

“What now?”

Kaia has to ask. She’d never dared ventured to any subject close to this before, not with Nick, not about anything that could do with them, but she’d also never dared to sleep with her best friend before, this was a day for firsts, and if she was going to get her heart broken, she wanted it to be done now before she got her hopes up too high.

“Well I know it’s a bit backwards Sweetheart, but maybe we could try dinner, a date might be nice next?”

She shook her head, right, and he was being obtuse, as if going on a date was so simple and going to solve everything.

“Nick! You’ll be going home.. Back to LA.. you have the band.. More tours, more music.. Who knows if you’ll meet other girls…”

The last part came out oh so softly. It was always her fear, always that ache in her heart, that the day would come that he’d meet someone else, someone that he’d sound so smitten by that she’d just know. Kaia would know that she’d lost him. Then again, she worried every time Noah told him he was out on a date, it felt like the bottom of her stomach dropped out. Sometimes she swore Noah knew, with how quiet he got on the other end of the line, but he didn’t say anything, he’d just quickly change the topic and they’d start talking about the latest anime, or game he was playing, music they were listening to, just to distract her a bit until she more herself. She was grateful for that.

Right now, she was pulled from her thoughts of those moments, those girls, but a a press Nick’s lips, his eyes searching hers,

“You’re the only one I’ve ever wanted.”

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fanfic-for-multifandoms · 8 months

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Dancing Like Flames (Nicholas Ruffilo)

Nicholas Ruffilo x female reader

Warnings: Alcohol mentions and a lot of angst at the end. (Sorry)

"You're so beautiful," Nicholas spoke as they lay in bed. Maybe it was the sleep deprivation, or perhaps he was just that in love with the captivating women that lay in front of him. She smiled up at him, and his heart melted. No matter how many times he sees her bright smile, it will never fail to make his stomach turn as if it were the first time they had met all over again. She's the only person he has ever felt comfortable being vulnerable around. She has such a calming energy about her. "You're my everything," she whispered to him as if they were in a crowded room and only wanted him to hear. She thought about all the time they had spent together, then thought about the future and how this was her dream growing up.

Four years they've been together, and she still can't comprehend how she got someone as wonderful as Nick. He was perfect in every way; every part of him she loved, and he felt the same. Maybe it was because she didn't have a good example of love growing up, so she sought love from all the wrong people until she found her forever. She thought of all the times they danced in their living room, swaying back and forth to whatever song was playing. She thought of the time he took her out to the middle of nowhere so they could watch a meteor shower. Boy, did he know how to play her heart. By this point, he knew everything about her. Her likes, her dislikes—he knew what turned her on and definitely used that to his advantage, but she loved it, the nights they would spend pushing each other to their limits, ecstasy coursing through their veins before finally cuddling up to one another and falling asleep in each other's arms.

The late-night drives, when neither of them could sleep, Nick was driving and she was in the passenger's seat. Him switching between holding her hand and resting his hand on her thigh. He always gave her butterflies when he did that. Their relationship was perfect. Sure, there was some bickering here and there, but they never really fought. They never raised their voices at each other. It was clear not just to them but to everyone around them that they were meant to be together. She didn't know if she believed in soulmates until she met Nicholas. He changed her mind about that and a lot of other things.

They lay staring at one another. "I don't know how I got so lucky with you," he says softly as he moves his hand to hold her face. She closes her eyes as she snuggles closer to him. "I love you," she whispers to him. He was her escape, the person she knew she could turn to when things got bad. Most times, they'd lie together and just look into each other's eyes, like they could communicate with each other with just one look and know exactly what the other was saying. She could never pinpoint exactly what made her so infatuated with him—maybe it was his smile or his undeniable good looks. Perhaps it was his eyes; it was like they held the universe. She always found his eyes so beautiful. Their relationship felt like a dream, and she never wanted to wake up from him being the first and last face she saw each day.

She had never had the best luck with relationships, but something about Nick just made sense from the moment she met him. Everything just came easy; he made her feel things she had never felt before. "This is what love is supposed to be," she thought often, knowing that this was the love she never received, the love she always craved, the kind of attention she had always wanted but never got. She would have never guessed when they first got together that he could have changed her as much as he did. She was happy now; she was confident.

They lay in bed together, and the euphoric feeling was something she always felt with him. It was a feeling she couldn't really explain; it was like a feeling of pure love. It kind of felt like they were floating high up in the sky, but she never wanted to go back to the ground. How can you love someone this much? Her body was overwhelmed sometimes just from the pure love and joy she got from Nicholas.“I love you so much.” he whispered back to her.

Even though it was a small moment, it felt like a dream—something unreal, something she wished she could stay in for all eternity. She wanted it to be reality so bad.

But it was not real; she was just dreaming, remembering the moments she once spent with him asleep in the bed they spent many nights in together, alone in the apartment once occupied by two. After a couple of weeks, she decided that even if she didn't feel good, she could try to make herself feel better. She went out a couple of times, but nothing numbed the pain, so she just pretended. Fake it till you make it, right? But even after three months, she has yet to numb the pain; she has stopped trying to fix it with alcohol because the pain would always return. "How could he throw away four years?" She has spent too many nights awake trying to come up with an answer to the question, but she has yet to find one. The nightmares, as she refers to them, were horrible. Not because they were necessarily bad, but because she would always wake up in tears, knowing these dreams were nothing but: dreams. Nicholas wasn’t there in bed next to her; his stuff didn't occupy the shelf space they would always bicker about; they didn't even break up over a fight. Honestly, she had no clue why they broke up; she felt completely blindsided by it and still can't seem to get over it.

She still defended him to no end; she wouldn't even let her friends speak poorly about him because, to her, he was still perfect. No matter how badly he hurt her, he still had her wrapped around his finger, and she still clung to the idea that one day he would come back to her. She clung to the idea that he might realize the mistake he had made and that he still loved her, but so far her hopes had fallen in vain. She could never hate him; he could set a fire and watch as it engulfed her in flames, and he would still have her heart. The memories are probably the worst; they won't fade, not one bit. The dreams of things they did together were so vivid that she sometimes wished she'd never wake up. not in a bad way; she just wished she could stay with the one she loved just a bit longer. She still feels like she is picking up the pieces of another life. How could one love someone so much, then not at all, in so little time? All the years they spent together disappeared like ghosts in the breeze.

It felt like she had become a shell of herself, a void. All her friends noticed, and they tried to help her feel better. "There's plenty of fish in the sea," they would tell her, but she didn't want anyone else. All she wanted was Nick. She didn't know how she made it this long without him, how she continued to go out, how she was still breathing when he left her, and all she could do was lay in bed.

“I still love you,” she whispered like he was still next to her, wishing she could hear him whisper it back.

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A/N:

As always feedback is more than welcome

Here is a little something I wanted to put out since I've yet to finish part two of my last fic.

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ladyveronikawrites · 11 months

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photo credit: Bryan Kirks

STARE

(30 Days of Bad Omens Days 3 & 4)

A prompt fic for 30 Days of Bad Omens by @signs-of-ill-portent

Bingo Card here

Nicolas Ruffilo x female reader

CW:: voyeurism/exhibitionism, sexual content, mentions of kink shaming

word count: 1.8k

**This is a work of fiction based on real people. **

Summary:: You have just graduated college! Nicolas Ruffalo comes home early from touring to surprise you.

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“Are you ready?” Nick Ruffilo turns to you from the couch.

You’ve been friends with Nick since high school and have remained close despite you going off to college and him touring the world with his band, Bad Omens. You two would flirt back and forth when apart and when together you bicker like siblings, but he has always made you feel safe.

During finals week you had too much to drink one night and accidentally spilled your deepest, darkest sexual secret to Nick while he started dosing off from the time difference since the band was touring Europe. When he woke up the next day he didn’t bring it up so you figured he didn’t hear you… until today.

Last night at your graduation celebration you got really drunk from too many jello shots. All you remember was Nick showed up unannounced and by the end of the night, you two were kissing under a dazzling display of fireworks.

You’ve been with other guys before, but none of them took the time to understand your desires and what arouses you. Whenever you brought up your kinks they were immediately dismissed or they called you a ‘freak’. So you shoved that side of yourself away when you were dating until you swore off all men in your final year of university to dedicate your time to your studies. You learned a lot about yourself during that time, but you thought you would have more time before you ever talked to a guy about your kinks… until now.

You are pacing now in Nick’s apartment. “I can hear your wheels turning. Seriously just come talk to me.”

You glare at Nick from the kitchen and flip him off. You know he means well, but you are too anxious to even form a coherent sentence. You rummage around in his kitchen until you find the one thing that will save you: whiskey. Not even bothering with a glass you pop off the lid and take one deep gulp. The warm liquid burns the back of your throat, but you don’t mind it. You welcome anything that will relax your nerves. Your heart rate slows slightly and your toes start to tingle, a nice buzz.

“Want a shot?” you yell from the kitchen.

Nick just shakes his head. After you put the bottle away you make your way back to Nick. The soft leather couch creaks as you take your place next to Nick. He takes your hands in his. His large tattooed hands are surprisingly warm against yours. His touch instantly soothes you.

“Look at me,” he says softly. You could get lost in the field of his bright green eyes. “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”

“I know, I'm really nervous but I know you will take care of me, keep me safe.” Nick squeezes your hand gently.

“Remember our safe words: green, yellow, and red. You can use them at any time.”

“I know.” You finally exhale the breath you’ve been holding. Nick brushes a tendril of hair away from your face and tucks it behind your ear.

“I promise this won't change anything.” He gently caresses your cheek with his thumb. “If you don’t want to do it again, just let me know. We will always be friends, no matter what.” His bright smile melts away your fear. “This is a big step for both of us and I want to help you make your dream a reality. Can I do that for you?”

“Yes.” Your heart starts to race and butterflies dance in your stomach.

“I’ll start slow, ok?” You nod. “Can I kiss you?” His eyes focus on you.

“Yes, Nick,” you say quickly recalling his explicit instruction to use his name.

Nick brushes his lips against your lips softly, teasingly as he plants a kiss on your cheek instead. His soft stubble grazes your delicate skin. He trails kisses along your jaw to your chin then he sits back making eye contact with you again. You watch as his pupils go wide as his eyes darken.

Without warning, he grasps your head between his hands and pulls you into a passionate kiss. His lips are warm and soft. His tongue presses against the seal of your lips and you welcome him in. As you pull him in closer your hands dive under the hem of his shirt. Nick explores your mouth deeper as he threads his fingers through your hair. You drag your nails down his back. You yelp when Nick bites your bottom lip. He pulls back, searching your eyes.

“Why don’t we move to the bedroom where it’s more comfortable?” Nick pulls you up from the couch. “The guys should be here in a few minutes.”

The thought of Folio, Noah, and Jolly walking in on you with Nick sets your veins on fire. Your heartbeat pounds in your ears as Nick guides you to his bedroom. Once the door is closed behind you, Nick pushes you against it claiming your mouth as his once again. You moan into him as your arousal builds. Nick raises your arms and lifts your shirt off. You do the same for him. Before you can fuss with his belt, he unfastens your bra and then his belt. You step out of your panties and skinny jeans as he does the same.

As you make your way to the large bed in the center of the room Nick turns on the lamps on the nightstands and turns off the main light. You take in his bare body cast in shadow. His tattoos look ominous in the dim light. Your eyes go wide as you suck in a breath when you realize what Nick has in his hand. A blindfold; a silk sleep mask to be used as a blindfold.

Nick crawls onto the bed with you making his way between your legs. He presses a kiss to your forehead and then slips the mask over your eyes.

“Lay back, doll,” Nick purrs.

You obey. Suddenly, large hands push your legs wide. You shiver against Nick’s kisses from your neck, chest, and tummy. He adjusts to paw at the soft tissues of your breasts. A deep moan slips from your lips when he rolls both nipples between his thumb and index finger. His hands slither down your sides as he kisses between your thighs. His hands rest on your hips as he nips at your thighs. His breath is warm against your sex. Suddenly he splits you open with his tongue, licking and sucking his way to your clit.

“You are so wet, baby,” Nick purrs against your pussy. You clutch the sheets as Nick sucks at your clit.

“Oh, Nick,” you moan as he slides a finger inside you, then another.

You wrap your legs around him giving him more access. He thrusts vigorously for two more breaths then abruptly removes his fingers and replaces them with his tongue. You dig your hands into his hair as he laps up your essence. When he applies pressure to your clit with his tongue you explode into him. He licks and sucks hungrily getting every last drop. Nick kisses his way up to your lips. You taste yourself on his lips and you are ready for more. You pull him closer, tongues dancing wildly together. You can’t get enough.

“Ready for more?” Nick nips at your earlobe.

“Yes, Nick,” you whimper.

“Listen carefully.” The bed creaks as Nick adjusts to sit beside you. “We’re going to show the guys how beautiful you are ok? Go ahead and sit up for me.” You don’t trust your jelly-like limbs, but you trust Nick as you fumble upright.

“That’s it. Scoot on over here.” Nick helps to pull you onto his lap.

His chest is hard against your back. His hard cock twitches underneath you.

“Spread your legs.”

You do are you’re told. You hear the door open and feet shuffle in. The coolness from the hallway air spread goosebumps over your arms while heat warms your face and chest. Nick, Folio, and Jolly are in the room. Excitement sparks your veins as butterflies dance in your stomach. You can’t believe Nick is making your fantasy a reality and the guys are okay with it. Your heart is about to burst from its cage.

Nick gently lifts you from the curves of your hips. You adjust your stance slightly when you realize what he plans to do. You plant your feet firmly onto the bed and brace yourself with your thighs as slowly lower yourself onto his hard erect cock. Your core is set ablaze when Nick moans deeply as he fills you. A surprised yelp comes from your lips as Nick starts to thrust inside you. It’s almost too much. Shame washes over you and you cover your chest with your arms.

“You are doing great, pretty girl, please don’t hide,” Nick whispers in your ear. “Lean back and hold onto my legs. Dig your nails into me if you need to.” Nick chuckles. “Let me make your wildest dreams come true.”

You let him, you let go and he does. You can feel Nick, Jolly, and Noah staring at you but it invigorates you. Nick thrust into you deeper.

“That’s it,” Folio whispers in your ear.

“God you are gorgeous,” Jolly purrs in your other ear.

“Touch yourself for us,” Noah instructs soft yet stern.

You are slick and your clit is throbbing. It won’t take much longer for bliss to consume you.

Nick pulls the mask from your eyes. Nick, Jolly, and Noah walk into the light. Your cheeks and chest flush as they stare at you. What you find in their eyes isn’t disgust but passion and desire. You dig your nails into Nick’s legs as your head rolls back. Pleasure flows through you as your toes curl.

“Come for us.” They say together.

Your walls clench around Nick when he reaches over and places his hand on yours adding more pressure to your clit.

“I’m-”

Your eyes flutter closed for a brief second but you focus your gaze on Jolly, then on Nick, and lastly, on Noah. You match his intense gaze as your core tightens and your orgasm waves through you. Nick fucks you harder through it. Soon he is moaning your name through his release. You close your eyes and slump back into Nick’s chest. He wraps his arms around you, steadying you.

“You were amazing.” Nick kisses your head.

“That was hot,” Jolly muses kissing your cheek. Folio gives Nick a high five and kisses your other cheek. You peer up at Noah when he takes your head in his hands.

“I’m glad we could make your dreams come true.”

His smile is dazzling. All too quickly he kisses your forehead and the guys disappear.

“Thank you,” you whisper.

“Of course,” Nick whispers pulling you tighter.

There is a comfortable silence between you two. You relish in his heat and safety. Tonight you don’t have to decide what this means for the two of you. That will be tomorrow’s concern.

[PART TWO]

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th3worstinm3 · 11 months

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♡ ; rain down on me.

hi! my name is letdown (yes, dont ask) and im a writer! i write for bands!! (bad omens mainly)

☆ im a gay man, i go by he/him pronouns and anyone can interact with my account!

-> i dont often write nsfw things, but ill drop the shot or two from time to timwe ;)

☆ my requests are always open, and anon will always be on! feel free to request! (keep in mind that i do have a life apart from tumblr so if requests take a bit longer than expected its because im probably busy with school)

↓ masterlist ; ↓

⚠️ : trigger warning

Bad Omens

general headcanons

♡ pet names

♡ kissies

♡ noah as best friend

♡ noah x curly haired gf

♡ noah as a husband

drabbles / oneshots

noah ;

♡ silly little fight (noah x reader)

♡ sigh (noah x fem!reader)

♡ biteable (noah x reader)

♡ bathtub (noah x reader)

♡ pout (noah x reader)

♡ self care (noah x omc)

♡ gaze (noah x fem!reader)

♡ last night (noah x gn!character)

nick folio ;

♡ sunkissed (nick folio x ofc)

♡ ⚠️ hatefuck (nick folio x noah)

♡ ticklish (nick folio x noah)

♡ night breeze (nick folio x f!reader)

nick ruffilo ;

♡ audio tracks (nick ruffilo x dan (oc))

♡ lazy morning (nicholas x reader)

♡ 7 minutes in heaven (nicholas x folio)

jolly karlsson ;

♡ fluff

Sleep Token

drabbles / oneshots

vessel ;

♡ ⚠️ dripping crimson (vessel x female character)

I See Stars

drabbles / oneshots

devin ;

♡ fluff (devin x reader)

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malice-ov-mercy · 2 months

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Welcome Home

Pairing: Nicholas Ruffilo x fem!Reader

Content warnings: 18+!, oral (female receiving), fingering, edging, unprotected (p in v) sex

A/N: Writing something for Nicholas that isn’t angst or heart break??? What is this???? Anyways, consider this a thank you for following and enjoying my stupid little stories <3! It means a lot, more than I think any of you would know.

Word count: 1.6k

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Ruffilo Masterlist

Back against the wall, hand tangled in his thick raven colored hair, arousal coating your inner thighs. All Nicholas had done was kiss you with the passion of a man starved, like he hadn’t had a meal in centuries. You supposed he was starved in a way. It’d been a long, lonely month for you both. Sexts and video calls only temporarily extinguished the fire burning you alive.

His lips ghosted across your thighs, peppering the soft skin in delicate, featherlight kisses. You arched into his touch and he pressed your hips back, holding them firmly against the wall.

“Be good and stay still,” Nicholas rasped, his hot breath warming your already fiery skin more. “Let me take care of you.”

His mesmerizing seafoam eyes locked on yours as he dipped his tongue between your folds. Your head lulled against the wall, a breathless moan escaping your lungs. Nicholas dug his fingers into your hips then slid one of his hands down your thigh, kneading it tenderly while he coaxed your legs further apart. He groaned softly and shifted closer, burying his tongue and nose in your cunt.

You stayed as still as you could and let him work, happily enjoying the pleasure consuming you. Gently, you scratched his scalp. The quiet moan he made rippled through you. Nicholas hiked your leg over his shoulder. He latched his mouth to your clit, then plunged his middle finger deep inside you. Each slow pump drew airy gasps from you.

“You’re not being loud enough, love,” he curled his finger, firmly pressing your spot.

Nicholas kept applying different pressures until he finally got what he wanted: a choked, high pitched moan. He smiled proudly.

“There she is.” He praised, placing a soft kiss on your hip. “I missed that sound so much.”

He inserted his ring finger and curled them both, giving him another delighted sound. You wiggled your hips, no longer able to hold still. Nicholas lined the crease of your thigh in sharp, stinging bites, silently scolding you for disobeying. It only made you writhe more.

Tension built in your gut and your legs started to tremble. Nicholas could tell you were close by the way your pussy clenched his fingers. He closed his mouth back over your clit. The flick of his tongue paired with his meticulous fingers pulled you closer to the edge.

“Nick,” his name fell from your lips in a hushed whisper.

As you were about to reach your peak, Nicholas stopped his movements, leaving you whimpering and to chase your high alone. He pushed your hips against the wall once more and littered your abdomen with kisses. His mouth was coated with your slick and spit. You squirmed under his lips, desperately seeking his touch.

He huffed a light chuckle. “Don’t worry, my darling. I’ll give you what you need.”

Slowly, he licked a trail of wet kisses up your stomach, the saliva left behind cooling your still burning skin. He took one of your breasts in his mouth and gently squeezed the other. His teeth grazed your nipple while he pinched the other. Every nerve in your body buzzed. You clutched his waist and threaded fingers through his hair.

Nicholas nibbled ferociously up your neck, suddenly not able to get enough of your flesh between his teeth and lips. You tugged his hair. He groaned into your neck. His hand slid down your stomach and between your bodies, stopping at your clit. He rubbed teasing, lazy circles.

It was agonizing having him toy with you. A whole month without his soft lips and calloused hands on every inch of your skin. Thirty days of craving his large cock buried deep. You could feel how hard he was. He had to be aching.

“Nick, please.” You begged.

He palmed your pussy, teasing you more before slipping his fingers back inside.

“Not yet. I want you even wetter.”

You weren’t sure how much wetter you could get. You could certainly feel your slick coating your thighs and hear the obscene sound of his slow pumps. Your protest caught in your throat when Nicholas brushed his fingers over your spot again. The ball of his palm gently rubbed against your clit as he continued to caress the spongy and you all but screamed, nearly coming undone right then.

Nicholas swore under his breath. He gave you a moment to catch your breath, then repeated his actions. Your mind went blank. You couldn’t form a coherent thought if you tried. Your jaw slacked as you felt another orgasm building. You chased helplessly after the high, hoping to reach it before Nicholas denied you again—but he moved quicker, pulling away from you just before you toppled over the ledge.

Frustrated and desperate, you yanked him into a passionate kiss. It caught him off guard, but he smiled into the kiss. Your arousal lingered on his lips. His tongue slipped between your teeth and melded with yours. He grabbed his dick and ran his tip along your slit. You pushed your hips down, eager to finally get him inside.

Nicholas broke the kiss and cupped your cheek. His pupils were blown so wide, you could hardly see the enchanting color of his irises. He lined his tip with your entrance then softly captured your lips as he slowly eased his cock all the way inside your drenched pussy. You both sighed at the sensation, feeling whole and closer than ever.

“I missed you,” Nicholas whispered, lips ghosting over yours.

His thrusts were languid, almost lazy, but so fulfilling and deep. He wanted to feel every millimeter of you. He pressed your foreheads together and you carded your fingers through his hair. Love poured from his eyes, washing over you in waves. Warm breath fanned over your mouth as Nicholas pecked your lips over and over.

He reached for your thigh, and hiked your leg up, helping you hook it around his lower back. His cock sunk deeper. A low moan rumbled in your chest. You almost forgot how full he made you feel. Nicholas’ free hand rubbed gentle circles to your clit.

You arched off the wall but were quickly pushed back by Nicholas’ harsh thrust.

“You’re not being very cooperative tonight, love,” he nipped your chin. “Behave or I’ll leave you here unsatisfied and dripping.”

The words were a thinly veiled threat. You knew he had no intention of keeping that promise. Nicholas needed this just as badly as you. His strong grip on your thigh and his heavy breathing told you that.

Nicholas buried his face in your neck, covering what skin he could in delicate kisses and quickened his pace. He was struggling to keep himself under control. Slow and tender wasn’t doing much for either of you other than prolonging the releases you both craved.

“You can let go, Nick.” You breathed. “Let go for me, please.”

Your back inched up the wall as he thrust harder into you, pussy clenching him tightly. A string of breathless moans fluttered past your lips. His nails dug into your thigh and the fingers at your clit worked faster. He shifted slightly, and the tip of his cock hit your sweet spot. You wailed loudly, trying to press him closer. He was already so deep inside you, giving you every last inch of his cock, but still you wanted more.

Nicholas throbbed with every mindless, erotic sound you made. He was getting close. Soft grunts tumbled from his mouth, adding fuel to the fire of your own burning climax. His lips brushed along your shoulder to your neck, breath hot against your skin.

“Lovey, look at me,” he rasped in your ear, “let me see you fall apart.”

He brought his face to yours, forcing you to look at him. Your half lidded and dazed eyes stared back at him. Nicholas smiled kindly then captured your lips in a gentle, passion filled kiss.

“You’re so pretty, lovey.”

The soft name and his own blissed out, love drunk expression stoked the fire in your loins, coaxing the flames to spread through your veins and engulf you. Your breathing deepened and faltered. Pleasure contorted your face as you struggled to keep your gaze fixed on Nicholas. The heat between your bodies burned you alive and was too much to bear.

Your hands fell from his hair and clutched at his back, raking your nails across his sweat slicked skin, overcome with intense elation. He hissed lowly. An obscene, primal shout burst from your throat, sending a shockwave through your body as erotic euphoria blazed its path and released the pressure that had been bubbling for what felt like hours. It felt like air had been knocked out of you.

Desperately, you clung to Nicholas, thankful for his stability and the wall behind you. You couldn’t stop your spasming if you tried. Nicholas murmured sweet praises and gratitudes, but you couldn’t decipher his words. You were solely focused on the slick, wet sound and feel of him fucking your cunt. When he removed his hand from your over sensitive clit, you sighed in relief.

With a final, powerful thrust, Nicholas’ resolve broke. He gripped your hip and leg harshly, digging his nails so deep in your skin, you’re sure there would be scratch marks. His whimpering was quiet as he spilled his seed deep, making sure you milked him for all he was worth. You could feel his legs shaking from the force of his own orgasm.

Sufficiently drained and spent, he gently placed your leg back on the ground. You grimaced at the movement. Nicholas rubbed soothing circles on your hip joint. He cupped your face with his free hand and pressed your foreheads together. You licked his bottom into a slow, heartfelt and satisfied kiss, your arousal still subtly lingering on his breath.

“Welcome home, lovey.” you whispered.

He chuckled lightly.

“Thank you.”

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valiantroeagleangel · 7 months

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Masterlist.

Bad Omens

°•°☆ Noah Sebastian

Beg for it Turn on (noah sebastian x female reader/ oli sykes x female reader) Varney (vampire! noah) Noah's alphabet Random thoughts general tag

Nicholas Ruffilo ☆•°•

Honey Ruffilo's alphabet Nosferatu (vampire! Ruffilo) Random thoughts general tag

°•°☆ Jolly Karlsson

Take care Jolly's alphabet Random thoughts general tag

Lorna Shore

°•°☆ Will Ramos

On replay Lover boy Goldilocks Body wash Will's alphabet

#lorna shore #noah sebastian #bad omens #jolly karlsson #nicholas ruffilo #nick folio #masterlist #smut #fanfiction #fanfic #will ramos #fluff #fic #bmth #bring me the horizon #oliver sykes

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thatchickwiththecamera · 2 months

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WDYWFM? - (UPDATED)

Pairing: Noah Sebastian x OFC

Synopsis: The European leg of the Concrete Forever tour marks one year since Tyler Garrett joined the Bad Omens media team. A lot can change over the course of a year. New experiences, new friendships, and new discoveries emerge.

Note: If anyone is feeling creative and gets any kind of header photo ideas from reading this, let me know and we'll add it to the story posts with proper credit!

Part One

Part Two (Coming Soon)

Cross-posted on AO3 (thatchickwiththecamera)

REQUESTS (OPEN)

I write for ALL Bad Omens band & crew. Be as detailed as you’d like in your requests.

Note: I am new to writing smut, so I am working on it! You can still send those in. It just might be a bit before it’s posted!

Below I will link the prompts I have completed. Enjoy!

Noah Sebastian

Cat Parents - Noah x Female Reader

Little White Lies - Noah x Crew!Reader

Nicholas Ruffilo

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Jolly Karlsson

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Nick Folio

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Matt Dierkes

The Shirt - Matt x OFC (S)

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ladyveronikawrites · 5 months

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This is my masterlist for all of my Nicholas Ruffilo fics

If you want to tagged for future fics please fill out this form

I write real person fiction, if it's not your thing, don't yuck someone else's yum, please scroll on. All of my fics contain smut . 18+ content

*Part of @signs-of-ill-portent 30 Days of Bad Omens writing challenge ~ Bingo Card

Stare - Nicholas x female reader

Winter Storm - Nicholas x Taylor

"You're All Mine" - Nicholas x female reader Will We Both Be Satisfied - Nicholas x Noah

Clean My Fingers, This is Your Mess - Nicholas x Alyssa

I Can't Read Your Mind - Nicholas x Noah

updated: 02/06/2024

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ladyveronikawrites · 11 months

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DIVE (Days 1 & 2 of 30 days of Bad Omens) @signs-of-ill-portent

Noah Sebastian x Female Reader

||Sexy time in the pool, fingering, slight voyeurism

word count 1.1k

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Sitting on your sandy beach towel, you watch the Nicks and Jolly sprint into the dark ocean. Yes, sprint. Bad Omens have been on tour for six months straight. Last night they closed their tour by playing in their hometown. Folio insisted on staying one more day to watch the sunrise on the beach.

It’s breathtaking to watch the sun slowly swallow the twilight. You tug at the sleeves of your hoodie as the ocean breeze brushes over you. Never in a million years did you expect to see tough tattooed guys squeal with excitement when their feet touch the icy water. In the short time you have toured with the band as an amateur photographer, you’ve gotten to know the guys pretty well, almost too well.

A soft chuckle fractures your tranquility. “You gonna join them?” Noah yawns sitting next to you. The one thing you have learned from this tour and that Noah is definitely not a morning person.

“Hell no, I’m terrified of the ocean.” You force a laugh. “You never know what might be lurking underneath.”

You playfully shove Noah in the shoulder. At this point, Jolly and the Nicks are waist-deep in the water shoving each other into the waves. Noah starts to ramble about his extraordinary plans for the studio while at home that he has no idea the guys are running full force straight at him. You try to get his attention but it's no use. You jump up from your towel as the guys plow into Noah, soaking wet. Shouts, grumbles, and “Hey I just wanted to give you a hug” spew from the chaotic scene. Your side hurts from laughing so hard that your eyes begin to water. You can’t catch your breath as Noah just glares back at you.

“You're next!” Folio yells. You try to run, but he pulls you into a bear hug. Jolly and Ruffilo stumble into us, causing us all to fall to the ground. We are all a blubbering mess of laughs, jests, and hiccups. When we all finally catch our breath, Noah just stands there rolling his eyes at us. You stick your tongue out at him. This only garners a huff, and Noah stalks away.

Ruffilo pulls you up from the ground, and his hand lingers a little too long. You give Nick a small smile as the other Nick picks up your beach towel. You try to ask for it back, but he insists on carrying it for you. You don’t deserve their kindness, but you are eternally grateful for them.

When we all make it back to the private beach house the sun is hot and bright in the sky. Your eyes widen when you see Noah already in the pool. Water drips from his slicked-back hair and the muscles of his defined arms and back glisten.

“Close your mouth,” Ruffilo whispers into your ear.

“Shut up!” You shove Nick, but you don’t move from your spot. He just rolls his eyes and walks away.

“Dive on in.” Noah beckons from the low end. Bewildered you look down at your feet trying to process his request. You stare at your oversized band tee and soft shorts.

Oh, what the hell, it’s just water right? You muster up the courage and make your way through the gate. Phantom feet carry you to the diving board. You can do this. You can do this! You repeat to yourself.

You take in an audible breath as a dazzling grin spreads across Noah’s face.

Splash!

Instantly ice cold water envelops your body. When you crest the surface you splash water in Noah’s face.

“For fuck’s sake, Noah! It’s freezing!”

“How else was I supposed to get you in here?” he shrugs casually. “Come here, I’ll warm you up.”

Reluctantly, you make your way to him, and he wraps his arms around you. You press your back into his chest, breathing in the mix of chlorine and cologne.

“You are shaking baby,” he whispers.

Heat rushes to your core, and you clench your thighs together. Noah chuckles darkly into your ear. You bite your tongue to stop the moan, trying to leave your lips. Suddenly, Noah’s hands lift the hem of your shirt searching for your bare skin. His hands explore your hips and tummy, finally making their way to your breasts. His large hands cup your breast pawing at the soft tissue.

“Don’t make a sound,” Noah growls as he traces circles around your nipples. You nod quickly then he pinches both nipples. You groan through the pain that turns to pleasure.

“That’s it,” Noah encourages.

One large hand remains on your chest as the other one snakes its way down your torso to the hem of your shorts. Your clit is already throbbing to his touch

“If you want me to stop, just say stop, ok?”

“I understand.”

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No,” you whimper.

“What do you want?”

“Touch me, Noah, please.” You beg.

“I can’t help myself when you beg doll,” Noah taps your thigh and you immediately spread them.

He leans down and bites your earlobe, and you yelp as he simultaneously plunges his finger between your sex. A low groan leaves your open mouth as you sink deeper into his toned chest. Noah swipes two fingers over your folds teasingly he plunges them deep inside you, then slowly withdrawals them.

“Noah,” you moan. “Please.”

All at once, Noah plunges two fingers inside you, thrusting in and out vigorously. Your legs are tense as you plant your feet firmly on the textured floor of the pool.

“I’m so close,” you whimper. Before the last syllable leaves your lips Noah curves his fingers inside you and presses the heel of his palm into your clit. Pressure builds in your core as your neck rolls back against Noah’s chest. Your toes curl as Noah holds you tightly.

‘Noah,” you breathe out as your orgasm claims you. Your walls clench around his fingers as he finger fucks you through it.

“God, I love it when you say my name,” Noah purrs. “You are perfect.” Noah removes himself from inside you and brings you into a strong embrace.

“Pay up, boys” Jolly snickers from the patio. You look up to find the guys staring at you and Noah in the pool. You glare at Noah trying to come up with a snarky remark.

“Sorry I corrupted you,” he chuckles. You shove him in the chest and storm over the pool edge splashing the other guys with water

“Hey hey, these are new boots,” Jolly gestures to his shoes. Before you can retort Noah pulls you into a big bear hug.

“Shhh just let them go. Enjoy this moment.” Noah kisses your forehead. You will cherish this moment and the last day with the band.

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