You Should Write A Prompt Where The Reader Texts Nick "can You Please Come Get Me?" He Could Be At A

I can definitely see him being a switch

YES! me too. he's so pretty i cant);

Ride or die.

Summary: Nick and latino boyfriend. NSFW. Also, Sub Nick (cus I know you all love that shit)

“Come on, it will be fun.” Nick begs as I roll my eyes at him. he got invited to another party this month, I feel like I will die if I go to another party, I just wanted to relax with him tonight, but I can’t resist his pretty eyes and his cute outfit. “I’m already changed, come on. Please.”

“Ugh.” I sigh, and consider what options I have.

“Please, amor. (amor)” Nick grins and sits on my left leg, his arms wrapping around my neck. “Please, I don’t wanna go alone.” He whispers against my ear. My arm wraps around his waist and I look up at him.

“All right.” Nick immediately jumps out of my lap and runs to grab his phone, sending an audio to whoever invited him saying that he is going with me and to wait for us. I roll my eyes because I can’t believe how weak I am for him.

In out way to the party Nick was extra sweet and loving with me, his way of thanking me. The party house was big, as usual, filled with people, music and alcohol. We walk inside, my hand on Nick waist, we pass throw the drunk people and get to a big living room where a few of our friends were sitting and chatting. Some girl approaches Nick and make him sit besides her while they talk, I sit next to Chris and he offers me a bear.

“Hi man. Thought you guys were gonna chill at you place.” He says loudly so I can hear him over the music.

“Yeah, you know how it is. If the prince wants something he gets it.” Chris laughs, after I finish the bear I join the conversation fully, laughing and catching up with a few of them.

After two or three bears I feel relaxed, I lean back on the couch, a brand-new bear on my hand, the music vibrating throw my body. I feel a little tap on my shoulder takes me out of my trance, I turn around and Madi is standing there.

“Hi, I just wanted to let you know that Nick is dancing over there, my legs hurt a bit and I wanted to sit down, just so you know where he is.” She smiles warmly at me and I follow her finger until I see Nick dancing and jumping here and there. I smile at her.

“Thanks, Mads.” She goes to sit with the rest of the group. I lean back on the couch again, the cold liquor hitting my throat when I sip it, I spread my legs to try and adjust the growing problem in my pants. I smile at myself while admiring Nicks body dancing to the loud music. When I finish the bottle, I put it on the ground and stand up, walking slowly but decided to him. when I’m behind him I grab him by the waist and press him against me.

“You alone, lindo? (cutie).” I whisper against his hear. I feel him giggle, but he doesn’t stop swaying his hips from side to side.

“No, I’m here with my boyfriend.”

“Oh, are you?”

“Yep.”

“I don’t see him.” I kiss the back of his ear, making his back arch a bit.

“He knows how to fight.”

“Bet he does. What else?”

“He is super rude.”

“Really? And why a niño bonito (pretty boy) like you is with such a mean guy?”

“He is good to me.” Nick turns around, his arms wrapping against my neck, our chest touching. “So good to me.” He kisses my cheek and I roll my eyes.

“Hi, guapo (handsome).” I kiss him back. “Madi told me she ditched you.”

“She didn’t ditch me.” he rolls his eyes. “So… you came so I wasn’t dancing alone?”

“I mean, I don’t mind watching you dance alone. It was a really nice, I might ask you to dance for me more often.” His cheeks light up a bit. “A little show just for me, what do you think?”

“Maybe… I’ll have to think about it.”

“What a tease…” I grab him by the waist and pull him closer to me, my hardness pressing against his soft tummy. “Let’s go home.”

“But-“ I move my hips a bit, rubbing a bit more onto him, his cheeks grow redder and he bites his lip. “Okay, I’ll tell them you are sleepy, go turn on the car.” I smile widely, grab him by the hair and pull him into a sloppy wet kiss, when I let him go, he is red and panting.

“I’ll wait for you on the car.” I go to the car, I wait maybe 5 or 8 minutes until Nick is inside the car and I quickly drive to my house, lucky for us it wasn’t that far away.

We stumble into the house, his shirt already on the floor when he pushes me against the door while locking it. Our hips meeting, rolling and pushing to get the friction we needed. I take off my shirt and push him, walking forwards while still kissing, the back of his knees hit the couch and he falls into it, I climb on top of him while unbuckling my belt.

“I’m gonna ruin you, god, I want to hear you scream tonight.” I leave my belt on the coffee table and take his pants off, a little wet stop on his boxers where his tip lies. I smile to myself while I attack his neck, leaving red marks all over it, my right hand rubbing and massaging his hard dick.

“Please, need you.” I bite down, my teeth leaving a mark close to his jaw. I slap his butt and sit up.

“Work for it.” He sits up to, his face blushed and a confused face. “Put on a show for me, come on, make me want to fuck you.” Nick looks down and bites his lips. He stands up, I open my legs so he is standing between them, his hips start to sway and roll, his pretty face all flushed as he dances for me. When I feel like I have had enough I pull him into my lap, the rough material of my jeans rubbing against the wet and soft cotton of his boxers, his hips start to buckle and roll on top of my clothed dick.

“Did I do a good job?”

“Claro, mi amor (of course, mi love). I loved it. You deserve to be ruined.” I smile, his lips meet mine, a hungry and needy kiss is shared between us, his hips never stop moving, my arms wrapped around his waist, grabbing and pushing down on his ass making our bodies be even closer. “Shit, I need you. Take those out.” I demand, when Nick starts to take off his boxers, I take my jeans and boxers out too, tossing them on the floor. Before Nick sits down on my lap again, I speak. “Pass me the belt.”

“W-what?”

“I think I spoke clearly, pass me the belt.” He gulps and grabs my belt from the coffee table. “Good boy, turn around for me.” When Nick turns around, he puts his hands behind him so I can tie them up. “It would be just like last time.” I kiss his lower back gently. “¿Por que tan nervioso? Recuerdo que esa noche me pedias que no parara (why so nervous? I remember that night you were begging me to not stop).” I laugh a bit and kiss above his elbow. “Turn around. On your knees.” I look down at him, my hard dick on my hand, his soft lips leave a sweet kiss on my tip, then he goes down on it, his head going up and down, up and down, his back arching prettily.

I groan and moan as he makes a mess out of me. “Enough, enough.” I say, my chest going up and down. I pat my lap. “Come on, you earned it.” Nick stands up, I grab him by the waist so he doesn’t lose balance, he straddles my hips, I grab the base of my length with one hand so its easier for him to slide down. When his hips meet mine, he lets out a loud moan.

“Fuck.” His chest heavily falls up and down. Nick hides his face on my shoulder and I feel him bite down on it.

“I know, I know.” After a few seconds I feel him starting rolling his hips. “That’s it. Good job.” Nick picks up the pace of his hips, starting gently bounce up and down, I throw my head up, my hands squeezing his plushy waist helping him move above me.

I can hear Nicks pants and moans against my neck, one of my heads leave his waist and goes to his hair, with a firm tug I make him look at me, his pupils dilated, his furrowed brows and watery eyes making him look so hot. I attack his mouth, our moans and groans suppressed by each others mouths. When Nick pulls away his gaze meets mine.

“You look so pretty bouncing for me.” I slap his ass, bot of my hands again on his waist, my thumb massaging and my fingers squeezing his flesh.

“Fuck- can’t, please.”

“Please, what?” he looks down where our hips meet, his lip between his teeth.

“Can I cum? Please.” he begs. I grab his waist firmly, making him stop his movements.

“¿Como decirte que no? (how could I say no to you?)” my hips buckle up, hitting the right spot with every thrust, his back arches, his moans are uncontrollable, I feel intoxicated by the way he says my name and his eyes are shut with pleasure. The wet noises mixing with the lovely sound of our bodies hitting together filling the room. I feel him clench around me, and with a loud moan his legs end up shacking, Nicks forehead against mine, his whole weight on top of me again, heave breaths leaving him, I give him a sweet kiss while he rolls his hips against me, the warmth of his cum all over my chest dripping down to my stomach.

Once his breath steadies, I speak. “Ready?” Nick just nods and hums. With a swift move I turn him around, his chest and face hitting the softness of the couch, his hips still attached to mine. “Come on babe, arch that pretty back.” I massage his lower back and lean in to kiss his shoulder when he arches his back. “Eso es (that’s it), good boy. Que obediente (how obedient).” The first thrust few thrusts are soft.

“Please…” Nick moans prettily, his eyes meeting mine over his shoulder.

“Dios… me vuelves loco (god… you drive me crazy.” My thrust increase speed and I try to hit as deep as I can, my hips rolling to make sure it feels extra good. I lean forward again, pushing his chest down with mine, I moan and bite down on his neck. “¿se siente bien? ¿si? Se que te encanta cuando hablo español, que sucio que eres. Dios, solo escúchate. (does it feel good? Yeah? I know you love it when I speak spanish. God, just hear yourself.) You sound like a slut.

“Fuck. Yes, ‘m yours, your slut.”

“Good boy. God, you are so hot.” I shut my eyes, biting down on his shoulder. “Close, baby.”

“M’too. Wannit inside. Please.” His hands grab down on the couch, his hips backing up against mine.

“As you wish.” My legs shake, my heart races. “Ah, mierda (Oh, fuck).” Nicks legs shake, his legs going limp, when I pull out my white seed falls from his insides. “Oh shit.” I try to catch my breath. Nick turns around, he is laying on his back, his vest going up and down heavily. “¿Como estas mi amor? (how are you, my love?)”

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summary: photographer Nick and writer reader are in love.

note: very self indulge. and very sweet.

Nick and I have known each other since high school, I’m the first person he came out to, I am the one he talks about his interest, I am the one he comes to when crying, I am the one that holds him when he can’t sleep.

we started dating not so long ago, it was interesting because neither of us knew the others feelings. It might have been obvious to most people, but to us it was different, to me it was scary to lose my best friend if he didn’t liked me back.

I noticed I liked Nick when I started writing poems about him, not even realizing it was him, I used to always describe his blue eyes and the deep intensity of them. Now I write them knowing who I write for and sometimes I even give them to him.

'Streaming down my face,

blue like the sea,

my tears go away when our eyes meet...'

Click.

"Did you just took a photo of me" I look up from my notebook and I see Nick smiling behind his camera.

"Maybe... who is asking?" he laughs, putting his camera down on the picnic blanket. "I couldn’t help it; you look so handsome when you write."

"You are gonna finish another roll, how many have you wasted on me?"

"Not a single one, they are not wasted when they are used to capture you..." he moves closer to me, putting one hand on my face and softly kissing my lips.

"You are too corny sometimes." my cheeks feel warm, I’ll never get used to his affection.

"Says the one writing about me." he smiles pridefully and tapa gently at my notebook which I quickly close.

"Not true, you don't know that." I look away from him, my face burning red.

"But darling, I know. You always have a tiny smile on your face when you do." The hand that was still on my face moves my head gently, making our eyes meet again. "It's adorable, truly. Will you show me when you are finished?"

"Maybe." He kisses my cheek and pouts.

"Please, I'll let you see my pictures."

"Do you have ones that aren’t me?"

"I think I have two cats and a pond." he smiles again proudly. "I know you get shy, but I really love your work. Even if I don’t read it, I know it's amazing, it makes me feel flattered that you write about me." he leans in and kisses my lips softly, his hands leaving my face and moving to my waist.

"I was planning on showing you on our anniversary, as a gift, I have a few laying around that I think are good." I confess when he presses his forehead against mine, his eyes looking into mine.

"I have to wait 2 weeks, that’s a lot." he pouts again and I smile.

"It's not that much..." I put a hand on his cheek. "Oh, I forgot to show you, I made a little space on my wall for the pictures you gave me last time." I turn around and take my phone out of my backpack to show him how I arranged the pictures.

"You put the pictures of us in your wall..." he looks down at my phone and I nod, sliding to the next phono which was closer. "Oh, that’s so, thanks." I feel his arms wrap around me and his face on the crook of my neck.

"Nick, baby. Are you crying?" he shakes his head against me, and I wrap my arms around him, rubbing his back gently. "Aww, it’s okay." I kiss his head softly and keep rubbing his back, my other hand going to his head to play with his hair.

I can’t believe such a loving and caring man like him is mine, mine to love and to take care of. He will forever be my muse, and I will be his as long as he allows me to.

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

Brother.

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

Tw: anxiety, cursing.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Could you do a Nick x dom reader. Like with maybe a blindfold and stuff. You don't have to Its just I can't even remember the last time I read a dom reader x Nick fic lol.

Blindfolded.

Summary: Nick gets too needy at a party so you drag him to an empty room.

Tw: NSFW, mentions of alcohol (reader drink too), cursing.

Note: this is inclusive bcs readers body parts arent described. also, reader call Nick good boy a few times.

I was sitting on one of the many couches of the big house the party was throwed at, Nick was sitting on one of my legs talking to one of his friends sitting on the coffee table in front of us, I take a sip of my drink and the plastic cup is empty, I tap on Nicks thigh.

‘’Hey, stand up for a second.’’ I say into his ear. He quickly turns to face me and frowns a bit.

‘’Why? Where are you going?’’

‘’Just to re-fill my drink, I’ll be gone just a second.’’

‘’No, don’t leave.’’ He crosses his arms and pouts.

‘’Come with me then.’’ He smiles and nods, turning back to his friends telling them that we will go for some drinks. Nick stands up and drags me to the kitchen. I pour the clear drink on my cup and Nick is standing behind me hugging me.

‘’Can I get a kiss?’’ he asks, his head buried on my neck.

‘’Yes, of course baby.’’ I take a sip of my drink and put it on the counter, turning around I feel his hands on my cheeks and he kisses me.

‘’You taste like alcohol.’’ He murmurs and kisses me again. I grab his waist and bite his lip.

‘’I like it, makes the kiss better.’’

‘’I prefer when you wear strawberry chopstick, but I don’t mind.’’ He kisses my cheek.

‘’God, you are too soft.’’ He smiles and I kiss him again. I feel his hands slide from my chest to the hem of my shirt.

‘’Hey, don’t do that, we are in the kitchen, there’s people everywhere.’’ He smirks.

‘’I don’t care, I want them to see that you are mine.’’ I smirk and roll my eyes.

‘’They know, believe me.’’ I kiss his cheek and grab my drink starting to walk outside the kitchen but I feel him grab my arm.

‘’No, just a few kisses more. Please.’’ he makes mu turn around to face him and I grab his face to kiss him again. Once again, he puts his hands on my shoulders and I try to place my hands in a way that my drink doesn’t spill all over him.

‘’Okay, let’s go back.’’ I whisper against his lips.

‘’No. One more, please.’’ he looks up to me with puppy eyes.

‘’What got you so needy tonight?’’ I say jokingly.

‘’You just look so handsome with that shirt. And I did your hair, so it looks extra nice. And when I was sitting on top of your hand was on my hip, and now… now I just wanna be close to you…’’ he rambles, playing with the buttons of my black button up. And let out a groan and cover my eyes, he always gets what he wants.

‘’All right. Let’s go.’’ I drink all of the cup in one go and throw the cup on the counter.

‘’Where?’’

‘’You said you wanted to be close to me, and kiss me. So, I’m taking you somewhere we can do both in peace.’’ I grab his arm and start dragging him across the house, people dancing around us, the music blasting. I enter one of the rooms and close the door behind us pushing him against it. ‘’Don’t be greedy, if I hear you ask for more, you’ll have to wait until we get home, got it?’’ he nods eagerly.

‘’Yes, got it.’’ He’s blushing. I kiss him, pushing my hips against his, grabbing his waist and hair, his hands make their way to button up my shirt and I break the kiss.

‘’No touching.’’ He whines but nods right after. ‘’Good boy. On the bed. Now.’’ I see him run to the bed, laying down, holding his upper body up with his elbows. I lock the door and look around the room when I see a scarf on the nightstand and smile. I walk slowly to him, passing a hair throw my hair, his breath hitches, I unbutton my shirt a bit and his eyes are glued to my hands and chest. And as I crawl slowly on top of him, he leans back, fully laying down on the bed, I lean in, kissing him slowly, making sure he grows desperate.

‘’Please.’’ he whimpers against my lips.

‘’Please what?’’ he squirms a bit and I laugh. ‘’That what I thought.’’ I grab the scarf on the nightstand and look at him. ‘’Are you okay with this?’’ he nods as soon as I finish asking.

‘’Yes, do it.’’ He blushes even more, he’s so cute. I kiss his cheek and whisper a tiny ‘thanks’. I wrap the craft around his eyes, making sure the knot isn’t too tight and it’s comfortable for him.

I kiss his lips roughly; his hands grab my face and I quickly take both of them and pin them above his head. ‘’No touching.’’ He groans and grip the sheets. I let go of his wrists and they stay where I left them. ‘’Good boy.’’ I kiss his cheek.

I start kissing his neck and jaw, leaving red spots all over. I make my way down, lifting his shirt up a bit, kissing his stomach while undoing his belt, slowly pushing down his pants and boxers at the same time, his breath is uneven I see him gripping the sheets harder when my breath hits his sensitive area. I start kissing his thighs and inching closer to his dick, until I kiss it and he lets out a tiny moan.

‘’You good?’’

‘’Y-yes.’’ He bites his lip and I try not to laugh. I grab it and start pumping it slowly, his back arches a bit. I look at him while I move my hand up and down, I take in the way his mouth open to let out sweet noises, the way his hands grip the sheet, how the muscles of his body tense and relax, how he breathes and tries to not break the simple rules I gave him.

After a few strokes I give the tip a kiss, and put it inside my mouth. ‘’Fuck, shit.’’ His legs tremble and he throws his head into the pillow. I start moving my head up and down slowly and he lets out soft moans and whimpers. I go faster, and faster, gripping his thighs making sure he doesn’t move. ‘’Fuck, I can’t.’’ his back is arched, he’s sweating.

‘’Please, need you. Please.’’ suddenly I stop, and he whine loudly.

‘’Oh baby, you broke a rule.’’ I coo at him, and he puts his hands on his hair.

‘’No, please. I’m sorry, please. I’ll be good, please.’’ I grab his dick and start stroking him slowly. I put my face right besides his face.

‘’Why should I listen to you?’’ he squirms.

‘’Please, I promise. I’m your good boy, I am.’’ He moans out, and I smirk against his skin, biting his neck slightly.

‘’Yeah you are.’’ I start moving my hand faster, kissing his neck and jaw, he starts being louder but it doesn’t matter because the music outside will make sure nobody hears us. ‘’You are being so loud sweety, want everyone to know how good you are for me?’’

‘’Yes, yes. Want them to know. Shit, please.’’

‘’It’s okay, you can cum when you want to.’’

‘’Fuck. Thanks, thank you.’’ He grips the sheets once more and I keep leaving marks all over his neck and shoulders. I feel his legs tremble and his stomach tensing. ‘’Oh god…’’ and then I feel the warmth on my hand and I look down to see his stomach and chest covered on his release.

I kiss his lips softly and take the scarf out of his eyes. ‘’You can touch me now.’’ He lets out a sigh and wraps his arms around me. ‘’Such a good boy for me.’’ I kiss his cheek and let him bury his face on the crook of my neck until his breath is steady again.

‘’Wanna go home?’’ I ask and he nods against my skin.

‘’Okay, I’ll order an uber. You up for round two?’’ I fell his arms tighten around me and his head nodding against me, I know he’s blushing. ‘’Good. Let’s get you cleaned up.’’

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i think this one is kinda good); i get really shy while writting nsfw lol but i wrote this while listening to 'too sweet' from hozier and surprisingly that helped