Going Feral At The Thought Of Nick Calling Me A Good Boy. Im Dead.

going feral at the thought of Nick calling me a good boy. im dead.

Dom!Nick HeadCanons

nick x male!reader

requested by @nicksmainbitch ✩

disclaimer: this is all fictional and based off of my own conclusions.

warnings: not proofread. nsfw. mentions of choking, slapping, spitting, overstimulation, and degradation.

NSFW

♔ he doesn’t take on the dominant role a lot, but when does, he goes all in

♔ as a dom, he enjoys mixing pleasure and pain, the line becomes very blurred when it comes to sex with him

♔ he establishes a safe word with you right away, probably something like ‘pineapple’ (idk he loves pineapple okay lmao)

♔ he’s extremely cocky (figuratively and literally)

♔ his dirty talk is on a whole other level and it’s laced with degrading words

♔ his favorite positions are doggy and missionary

♔ he has so many little kinks that turn him on when doms

♔ he’s such a tease, slowing his pace until you’re pathetically whining for him. he loves to hear you begging him for what you want.

“n-nick i-…please”

“aww is someone too fucked out to speak? good boys ask for what they want”

♔ he loves to choke you, and you love it as well, sometimes asking for it if he doesn’t do it himself

“you just love having my hand around your throat, don’t you? getting choked out like the little slut you are”

♔ he loves to pull your hair as much as he loves having his pulled

♔ when he’s sucking you off, he loves the way you tug at his strands when your cock hits the back of his throat, making him groan.

♔ when he’s fucking you from behind he loves the way your back arches for him. he’ll pull on your hair making that arch even more perfect, slapping your ass loving the way the sound echoes around the room. if there’s mirror he’ll fuck you in front of it, hooking his strong tatted arm round your neck, pulling you to his chest, whispering in your ear saying how you good you feel around him and making you watch how he fucks you numb, daring you to look away.

♔ he’s obviously more rough when he doms, thrusting into you hard and deep, and don’t even think about pushing him away or holding him back. he’ll slap your hand away, and go even harder.

“you can take it, i know you can. be a good boy for me”

♔ if it ever becomes too much though, and you have to use the safe word, he’ll stop immediately. assuring that you’re okay and that he didn’t hurt you. he’ll praise you while cleaning you up if you need it, and cuddle up next to you, giving you soft and sweet kisses.

♔ when you ride him, don’t get it twisted, he’s still very much in charge. he’s guiding your hips back and forth, slapping you or your thighs if you dare slow down. he’s holding your hips tightly in place as he fucks into you relentlessly. he’s stroking your hard cock at a steady pace, dragging his thumb across the tip, watching you unravel above him but making you ask for permission to cum for him.

“you’re shaking, baby, are you about to cum for me?”

“y-yes nick please”

“ask or i’ll stop”

“can i cum, p-please? i’m so c-close”

“good boy, make a mess for me”

♔ he loves kissing you, rough and passionate, biting on your bottom lip as he pulls away. he loves to suck and nip at your skin, leaving marks all over you.

♔ when in missionary he likes to have your legs over his shoulder giving him access to the deepest part of you, making you look him in the eyes. when he’s not pinning your hands down above your head, he’ll wrap a hand around your throat, squeezing lightly and may even spit in your mouth.

“what a dirty little slut you are, letting me spit in your mouth. are you really that much of a whore for my cock?”

♔ he is very big on praise, mainly praises for him. he gets off on hearing how good he’s making you feel, wanting to hear every little gasp, moan, and whimper.

“nngh fuck nick, you feel so good”

“so big baby, can feel you so deep mm”

“OHH FUCK NICK! mmm right there”

“mm that’s it, baby, let everyone know how good this dick is”

♔ overstimulation is his favorite thing, he loves taking you over the edge. pulling orgasms from you one after another, making you shake with pleasure, not stopping when you say you can’t take anymore.

“i know you can give me one more. look at you, so pretty and desperate to cum for me again, let me have it, baby”

♔ if you have toys, he’ll use them on you while he fucks. placing the vibrator right on your leaking tip, as he’s hitting that sweet spot inside of you over and over. letting you come so close to cumming before stopping and turning it off, smirking at the way you whine.

“mm so close. don’t worry, i’m not done with you just yet, pretty”

♔ it’s undeniable that he’s freaky, and is willing to try and give in to any fantasies you have.

♔ your pleasure is most important to him, even as a dom, loving your feedback after the night ends.

AFTERCARE

♔ he’ll carry you to the bathroom and set you on the sink while he runs a warm bath for you two

♔ while you’re waiting he’ll kiss the marks he made on you, asking if you’re hurt anywhere. you’ll reassure him that you weren’t and that he made you feel so good and you loved every second of it.

♔ he’ll get you both into the bath and clean you up while offering praises

“i’m so proud of you”

“you were so good for me, baby”

“you’re so perfect, i love you”

♔ after the bath he’ll carry you back to the bed, laying by your side as you cuddle around him with your head on his chest, he’ll pull the covers over you both, holding you close and whispering sweet nothings until you fall asleep.

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whoisneo404

1 year ago

can you do something where nick had a long day of filming and comes back home to his bf just waiting for him in his bed ?? it can be either smutty or fluffy idc ily 😚😚

Long day.

Summary: Nick comes back and demands cuddles after a long day.

Tw: cursing, Nick complains about his brothers a bit??

Note: no smut and kinda short

I was laying on Nicks bed waiting for him to come back, he and his brothers went out to record a car video maybe two hours ago. Nick has been working a lot lately, he has been sleeping late and eating less, so as his boyfriend I came by more often to make sure he is taking care of himself. Tonight, I’m sleeping in so he doesn’t sleep at 4 am and wakes up at 8 for a reunion.

After a while I get a message from Nick saying that he is coming back. I smile at my phone and send him a picture of me laying on his bed and a message that red ‘waiting for you’. So, I waited, maybe 20 or 25 minutes and I heard the front door open and faint voices on the kitchen and living room, I hear Nick telling them to go to sleep and his steps growing louder as he walks to his room, when he opens the door, he lets out a big sigh and kicks his shoes out.

“Hi, how was the recording?” I ask standing up and walking to him, I put both of my hands on his chest and move them up to his shoulders and massage them.

“Very tiring.” I nod as I help him take of his shirt and unbuckle his belt. “Maybe it’s because I haven’t been sleeping good lately.” I nod and lead him to the bed, where he sits and I grab the pajamas that I prepared for him right after he left. “And also, Matt and Chris have been insufferable lately, like, leave me alone.” I hum as I put the comfy shirt over his shoulders and pull it down his chest when he puts his arms throw the holes. “I want to sleep.”

“I know, let’s sleep.” I kiss his cheek lovingly.

“But I wanna spend time with you. I have been so busy lately.” He puts the pajama pants on and scoots over so he is sitting with his back against the bed frame.

“It’s okay, if you are tired and need to rest you don’t need to force yourself to stay awake.” I sit besides him and hug him by the shoulders, my hand pushing his head to my shoulder and playing with his hair.

“Tell me about your day.” He whispers and closes his eyes.

“Well, today I woke up a bit later than usual so I had to go to a cafeteria closer to my uni to get my daily coffee. It was good, a bit sweeter than I’m used to but I still liked it.” I hear him hum softly. “Wanna lay down?” I whisper and he nods. So, I lay and his sleepy eyes watch me as I pat my chest softly. “Come here.” Nick smiles weakly and lays besides me, his head on my chest, I continue playing with his soft hair and keep talking. “Then I went to my classes, which were kinds easy today, I also ate with my friends in that Mexican restaurant near the park, we should go there, the guacamole is delicious.” I hear him hum again, his eyes ate closed and his arms are wrapped around me, I know he’s fighting back his sleep. “Then we went back for our final classes, the professor for our last class canceled and we went to buy a few things for Jay’s birthday. Then I went to buy the slushie I brought for you.” I can’t hear him humming or nodding anymore, his breath is slower, he fell asleep. I smile and kiss his forehead. “Good night.”