in which nic and olandria start trying for a baby...
☆ nic x olandria, 2.3k wc, not proofread!
☆ warnings: fluff, some smut
a/n: i'll probably be mia for awhile! (uni </3) so enjoy this while im gone lol
nic and olandria had been household names for years now, becoming well renowned in the fashion and music industry. their undying love for one another had america vying for their relationship on love island years ago, so when nic finally popped the question it felt like the entire world erupted into cheers.
nic knew olandria was the one the second he had that baby with her in the villa, he just didn't want to scare her away. waiting years to propose to the love of his life ate away at him, but it was worth the wait for his beautiful fiance.
wedding preparations were in full swing, and olandria looked as radiant as ever to nic. the way she would command and take charge during meetings with their wedding planner had nic basking in her glory.
it also kinda turned him on.
planning the future with his olandria had him thinking about kids, pets, just anything and everything together.he decided to take ola on a date to shower her with more love and excitement than he already had.
“it's truly so crazy to think that meeting on that island all those years ago led us to now, imagine if I never went after they begged me!” olandria exclaimed through sips of wine.
nic nodded in agreement, “I like, think it was fate. the fijian gods knew we were meant to be,” nic wiggled his eyebrows eliciting a giggle from ola. her hand reached across the table to playfully swat at him.
her laughter died down and she suddenly got serious “you know nicky poo…” she began in a rich and sultry voice, immediately grabbing nic’s attention, “wouldn't you say it's about time we start planning for kids?” nic cocked an eyebrow, “didnt we already talk about how many we wanted during the challenge?”
a sly grin crept up olandria’s face, “no, not like that,” she said while the tip of her heel grazed nic’s leg and traveled upwards, “I mean trying for a baby.” nic froze, almost choking on his wine. a cough sputtered out of him as he looked around to make sure no one else heard the deadly words from his fiance's mouth.
“Jesus, O you're gonna kill me one of these days,” he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand as he tried to calm himself. nic had always imagined the mini marcel and hilton’s running around their Houston home, but he never quite thought of the process leading up to it. how pretty and round olandria would look, buying baby clothes, decorating a nursery, all the fun stuff.
but actually getting her pregnant…? up until now they had been careful to always use protection so neither of their careers would be put on pause for an early family. nic’s dick practically twitched in his pants as he imagined fucking her raw for days until his cum flooded her hole.
nic’s hand moved down to adjust himself and olandria took notice. her foot slipped out of her heel and caressed up nic’s calf, reaching his inner thigh and maneuvering around his hand. nic jerked forward at olandrias toes brushing against his growing erection chasing the pressure, “fuck ola…” his hands gripped at the table cloth as he trained to gain a semblance of composure.
olandria giggled as she pulled her foot away, watching nic buck the air for a second at the loss of contact, “can't believe you weren't already thinking of trying for a baby… I think we can start tonight,” a sly grin overtook her face as she took another sip of wine, “finish your food baby, you're gonna need all the energy you can get.”
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nic barely made it through the rest of that dinner. what with olandria’s occasional ministrations and insinuations coupled with the blatant dirty talk. her talents were unmatched, only she could turn dinner into foreplay that damn near had nic busting at the seams.
the car ride back wasn't any help either. nic could see ola adjusting in her seat to relieve the pressure building up inside of her. her hands would occasionally rest on nic’s thigh mid drive and squeeze dangerously close to his pulsating dick. the second they pulled into their lengthy driveway, olandria found herself airborne as nic ripped her from the passenger seat and carried her inside over his shoulder.
nic playfully smacked her ass and watched the recoil, “this is for edging me all through dinner by the way, let's hope you can still walk tomorrow,” olandria squealed as nic gently placed her down on the couch in their living room. he could barely make it much farther, his dick was begging to be free from the confines of his tailored slacks.
the dim moonlight basked over their bodies through their floor to ceiling windows as the stars decorated the sky. sultry music began to dimly play through their surround sound system as nic unbuttoned his dress shirt and ripped off his suit jacket.
“you look so beautiful in this light O…” nic lowered himself to place a chaste kiss on her lips before turning her around and kissing between her shoulder blades. as his fingers worked to unzip her backless dress, he trailed pecks down her back and licked all the way back up her spine once the dress slipped off her satin skin.
nic turned olandria over then, reveling at the richness of her skin in the moonlight. her beauty always struck nic, she was unreal, divine even. as if she could only be an otherworldly being.
the smooth curve of her breasts were interrupted by the sharp peaks of her nipples. nic descended on her then, licking and sucking with barely contained fervour.
olandria cried out at the sudden contact, “nic” she moaned out, unable to stop herself from arching into his lips. nic detached himself from her chest to kiss down olandria’s body, stopping at her tummy. his splayed fingers gently caressed her stomach, imagining their baby in her. he looks up at olandria then and places one last kiss on her stomach before speaking again, “imagine how pretty you'll look O,” at that he rips her panties off making a mental note to buy her another pair, “all round for me after I fill you up…” he whispers out while caressing her stomach. he places one last kiss to her ochre skin before sliding down the long couch and pushing her legs far enough apart to see her pulsating cunt staring back at him.
nic licked his lips before he dove in. his lips latched onto her and began to suck with fervour, as if he couldn't get enough. his eyes immediately shut as he drowned in olandria. his tongue prodded into her drenched pussy, maneuvering the muscle to tongue fuck her cunt. he was eating like a starved beast and olandria could barely keep herself from squealing. her back was arched off the long couch and her almond nails pressed crescents into the fabric as she tried to keep herself grounded on Earth, “n-nic I’m close,”
at that he, reluctantly, detached himself from her pussy, finishing with a single lick to her clit.
olandria shuddered at the loss of contact, partially confused until nic ripped his belt from his pants and fastened it around her wrists in front of her stomach, “if it gets to be too much, tap me two times or tell me, okay?” olandria weakly nodded and nic continued on, sliding his slacks and boxers off. his dick looked angry, veins pulsing and his tip flushed red. he hoisted olandria upwards and sat comfortably on the couch before placing her on his lap with her bound wrists comfortably behind his neck.
olandria began to squirm, she was so close to feeling the relief of release and being fucked within an inch of her life. unfortunately for her, nic felt he hadn't sufficiently toyed with olandria like she did the entire dinner and car ride back. he took her right nipple into his mouth, nibbling and sucking like he could milk out of it himself, “imagine how much bigger your boobs will be when you’re pregnant too… I don’t know if I can handle them getting any bigger,” he smirked at his own words before looking up at olandria only to be met with the most devastating sight.
ola’s eyes were hooded, even more low and sultry than they normally were. her lower lip was caught in between her teeth as she barely contained her lust. she maneuvered her sopping cunt down onto nic’s thigh and began to ride him, chasing her own relief. he was in awe of her, of how desperate she was. nic experimentally tensed and relaxed his thigh to elicit a reaction out of her, watching how olandria’s body jerked at the change in firmness, “fuck O you’re so sexy,” his hand slinked down his abs to palm his aching dick at her movements. she always knew how to get a reaction out of him.
when she quickened her pace, nic grabbed onto her waist to stop her. controlling her movements to a dangerously slow pace. as her whines got louder to signal how close she was nic lifted her off of his thigh, watching the string of her slickness follow. nic removed one hand to pump his cock a couple times before lining it up with her entrance. nic eased her down onto his dick, gasping at the warm closeness of her walls.
nic began to slowly fuck into her, rolling his hips upwards to meet hers. olandria moaned out at how deep she felt him sitting on his dick. every time his hips moved upwards he stretched her out in a way that felt so good, olandria felt her walls flutter sound him. “nic you’re so deep, I need more,”
he was barely keeping it together, but he felt more than compelled to do whatever she requested. nics hips began to snap upwards into her, pistoning dick in and out of her. he groaned out at how slick she was, how good she was taking him and ola met him with whimpers and whines of her own. the sounds of their skin slapping together coupled with their discordant moans reverberated off the high walls of their home.
nic felt his climax quickly approaching the second he looked down to see where his dick disappeared into olandria’s pussy. he quickly stopped himself, holding onto her hips before lifting her off of him. olandria was breathlessly manhandled to have her ass up toward him while her face planted in the couch. her bound wrists rested between her knees and she turned her head as much as possible to see him.
nic spread olandrias folds once again, reveling in how red her pussy was from being bullied by his dick. he couldn’t stop himself from getting a couple licks in before sliding his dick into her again. he plowed into her at a relentless speed, earning a whiny “nicccc-” from his fiance.
“yeah? you like that baby?” he managed to get out between thrusts, “gonna fuck you so deep and breed your pussy over and over,” olandria clenched at his words and moaned out in response.
nic felt himself reaching his climax once again. determined to make her cum on his cock before he emptied into her, nic lifted her up once again, carrying her tiny frame to the full length mirror near their front door and continued to fuck into her standing up, “you see that ola? you see how deep my dick goes into you?” he said with a particularly hard thrust whispering into her ear, “and you just take me so well, hm? you want me to fuck a baby into you that bad?”
olandria’s walls squeeze and she barely nods at his words, crying out at his pace. her restrained hands manage to reach her clit and start rubbing furiously to add to the building pressure. “n-nic I’m gonna cum!” her dangling toes clench as she feels the coil in her stomach start to unravel.
she came with so much force that she convulsed forward, barely able to hold her body up. nic continued to fuck her through her orgasm, chasing his own release, “fuckkkk take all of my cum O, don’t let a single drop go to waste.” nic emptied ropes of cum into her, balls twitching and contracting from how much he was letting out.
nic pushes himself deeper into you one last time before he carries olandria back over to the couch. his biceps were screaming at how long he was carrying olandria, he’d definitely feel sore tomorrow. ola’s back hit the couch and melted into it, feeling the tiredness wash over her. nic finally pulled out of ola, watching her gaping hole flutter and his cum seep out.
nic’s long, slender fingers pushed his cum back into her, not letting any of it escape. he couldn’t help himself from letting his lips descend on her sensitive pussy, slurping on her clit once again while he slowly fingered her. olandria shrieked, trying to push nic’s greedy self away from her. he eventually detached and removed his fingers from her cunt, bringing them up to her lips. olandria’s mouth enveloped his fingers, her tongue swirling around them to taste the mixture their cum. nic took his fingers back and kissed her sloppily, tasting both of them on his tongue now. he pulled back and watched a trail of their saliva follow before disconnecting.
“fuck… do you think if I fuck you again we’d get twins?” olandria breathlessly giggled and playfully slapped him on the shoulder, “aren’t you the registered nurse? shouldn’t you know?”
“oh, huh. you’re right. I definitely remember a chapter in the NCLEX about fucking your hot soon-to-be wife a ton of times to get her pregnant,” olandria and nic met each others eyes and broke out into a fit of laughter. he slung her over his shoulder once again, keeping her wrists fastened before walking down the hallway to their bedroom.
pairing: annie x female reader x pearline
warnings: smut, double penetration, sinners au, vampires, praise, corruption kink, dark themes, choking, dubious content, 18+
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clarksdale, mississippi
october 16th, 1932
bright rays from the sun shined down on your bronzed damp skin, the summer air refreshing but sweltering hot. your light floral dress blew in the wind behind you as you made your way past twisted and gnarled weeping willows. the trees engulfed you, heightening your senses as you walked deeper into the woods trying to find a small cabin.
whispers from ear to ear in the entire mississippi delta told tales of a strange and powerful woman that worked roots for any and everybody, even if the money wasn't good. your slick talking husband promised you she could heal you, finally make you a real woman for him. a woman whose eyes didn't linger and gaze the same way a man does. your husband had grown weary of your ungodly sickness and knew just the woman to cure you.
annie moore.
a woman who could supposedly cure the sickest child and reverse the wickedest root put on you with crushed herbs and plants. a woman you've never heard of much less laid eyes on, but still you trotted through the eerily silent woods to find her. you wanted to be healed, become the wife your husband needed you to be. you were fed up from the dirty looks folks would give you in public, especially in church. they couldn't believe the preachers son plucked an odd flower from florida and brought her back to the mississippi delta.
a shiver curled down the length of your spine as the rundown cabin came into view. a shade of regal light blue coated the front of the cabin while red bricks from a chimney jutted out the side of it. it looked like a regular old cabin except you physically and spiritually felt different. this had to be it, although a sense of uncertainty clouded your body. your feet grew roots into the ground as you halted your movements in front of the porch, a tall ethereal woman appearing out of thin air.
"who you looking for?"
"hi, i'm looking for a miss annie, she's supposed to be a rootworker."
"supposed to be? ain't no supposed to be, i am. i work every root my mama and grandmama taught me."
"didn't mean any disrespect miss, my husband sent me here. h-he said you could help me, heal my sickness."
"hmph," the elusive woman eyed you slowly, taking in your blemish free brown skin, toned arms, and perfect blown out hair. "you don't look sick to me."
"it's not a sickness you can see by just looking at me miss." your meek voice trembled in her presence, under her watchful judgmental eye. "please, i need your help."
rumbling from a red motorcar drew your attention away from each other, a buttoned up man in blue behind the wheel. "i'm working tonight, i couldn't help you if i wanted to."
"miss annie-"
"call me annie."
"annie please, i can't go home like this. my husband-..." you cried out, desperation seeping out of you. there was no way you could return home like this, your husband would know if she had healed you or not when he tried to lay with you. "please just heal me, fix me! please, i'm begging you, i'll give you anything you want, money, jewelry, clothes. you name it and i can get it for you."
your breath caught in your throat and your eyes widened when annie came closer to you, walking down the steps and towering over you, making you stand up straighter. "like i already said, you don't look sick to me. now go home and don't come back here."
your shoulders slumped as she walked away from you, getting in the mans car, you just stood there watching as they drove off through the woods. this was your one and only chance to save your marriage and it slipped through your fingers. this just wouldn't do, you had to come up with some sort of tale to tell your husband. you'd fall out and die before you could get sent back to florida.
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1 week later...
it was as though half of the town in clarksdale disappeared into thin air. church was half empty, the market was half empty, the train station was half empty, and the cropping fields was damn near all empty. supposedly, everybody migrated north, moving to chicago, newark, and wherever else seemed better than mississippi. you were still new to the delta but even that didn't sound right to you. who in their right mind would up and move without taking any of their things or family members with them?
nosy folk had stopped whispering about you and instead whispered about the juke joint that took place a week ago. it was no business of yours so you didn't care to listen or speculate, instead you were trying to hunt down annie. you'd been to her cabin everyday since the first time you met her and it was always empty, but all her things were there. a woman like her would never leave her 'things' behind, too much history and power sat on this land for her to up and disappear.
you huffed out a huge puff of air, tired from your long trek into the woods for the hundredth time it felt like. you sat on the steps to her cabin determined to finally talk to annie again, convince her to heal you. your eyelids were heavy, weighing you down as your shoulders slumped. you leaned your head on the wooden post and your eyes fluttered closed effortlessly, slipping into a deep sleep.
when you stirred from your peaceful slumber you were dazed and confused, how in the world did you end up inside? someone had laid you down on a wooden bench, propping your head up on a pillow. your eyes danced around the room trying to adjust to the dim lighting and smell of incense and burning herbs. "annie?" you called out, voice meek and hoarse.
"welcome back from the dead."
you sat up quickly, your head shooting around the cabin trying to identify where that voice came from, it engulfed you and sounded like it came from every square inch of the cabin. you were scared now, it was dark out and you weren't even supposed to be out this late in the first place. your husband was going to kill you dead for not having supper on the table waiting for him. "annie, is that you?"
a full-bodied figure creeped out from the shadows, dressed in all black from head to toe. "are you ready?"
"r-ready for what?"
"to be healed." annie stalked closer to you, moving languidly like an ethereal being you only heard about in folktales. she looked different from the first time you saw her, her hair was slicked back, eyes smoky with dark makeup, and she was adorned in silver jewelry. she stopped in front of you, a sly wicked smile painted on her face as she reached out to touch you.
you were nervous but you let her gentle fingers caress your cheek, it was soft so you leaned into her touch. "how does all of this work? what exactly are you going to do to me."
annie smirked down at you while beckoning another figure from the shadows. they were dressed similarly and held that same special glint in their eyes. "this is pearline, she's going to help me with this... ritual." pearline made her way over to you with a wooden bowl and spoon in her hands, she was casually mixing the contents as her eyes bore into your soul.
annie made light work of your dress pulling it off of you as if you were a rag doll. you squeaked nervously, shy from her unexpected movements. your hands tried to cover your curvy body as much as possible but you just looked foolish under their knowing gaze. annie's firm hand pressed into the back of your shoulder lifting you up, "i want you to relax, the more you tense up the harder it'll be for all of us."
your eyes darted back and forth between the two women as they danced around you, a routine it seemed like they were familiar with. you felt pearline behind you, straddling the bench and pulling your back flush against her chest. you didn't have time to question either of them as annie dragged your panties down your legs and tossed them over her shoulder. she stirred the mixture once more before gathering a good amount of it on her fingertips.
"w-where are you going to put that?" your eyes widened when pearline spread your thighs apart, holding them in place. everything was moving so fast, the cool air hitting your center made you arch your back and soft shy whimpers escaped your opened mouth.
"this is a concoction pearline and i have been working on all day, just for you. you want to be healed don't you?"
"does it have to go...."
"deep inside. like you said you have a sickness you can't see just by looking at you, it comes from deep within." annie licked her lips admiring the angelic being on display for her. taking her index finger and thumb she spread your cunt and smeared the slick mixture up and down your slit.
you whimpered and your legs trembled making pearline grip your thighs harder, "take a deep breathe honey." she whispered into your neck, caressing her cheek against yours. "don’t worry, we're going to make you feel so good."
annie's fingers probed at your opening, teasing you slightly before plunging inside of you. you hissed at the sensation, hips bucking and your mouth falling agape as she went deeper. "you're so fucking tight." annie rasped, pulling out of you with a pop!
you released a breathe you didn't know you were holding, beads of sweat forming on your forehead. you felt empty now and almost cheated, "is that it? am i healed now?"
both pearline and annie erupted in laughter, the vibrations shaking you. pearline's hand snaked around your body reaching up to your neck, gripping it tightly. "are you healed? do you feel any different?"
"n-no? i feel the same."
"guess we have to keep going annie." your eyes squeezed shut feeling annie's fingers enter you once again stretching you out. you clawed at the wooden bench below you, hissing and writhing your hips unintentionally matching annie's rhythm. "you're doing so good for us, honey. can you take another finger?"
"i-i don't k-know.. it's too much-"
"try for us honey, please." pearline's soft voice in your ear was driving you crazy, the way she caressed your body and dug her nails into your skin heightened your senses. although your husband is the only person you’ve been with he never made you feel like this, let alone act like this. you didn't even think he was capable of this kind of sensuality, gentle and subduing.
"i think you can take it." annie claimed simply, she spread your plump lips and folds, rubbing small circles around your hardened clit. she loved the sounds you made, it was like music to her ears. "pearline, can i borrow a couple of fingers?"
pearline nodded, her hand slowly crept under your thigh and to your cunt. she slid her hand under annie's and plunged two fingers inside of you. you bucked into them, your face scrunching up from the sudden violent stretch. "aahh! it's too much, please!" you cried out, throwing your head back onto pearline's shoulder. you reached between your legs trying to stave off their abrupt movements.
"shhhh, i know honey. it's okay, it's all gonna be okay." pearline cooed from behind you, grabbing both of your wrists in a tight grip and holding them against your chest.
"won't you be a good girl for us?" annie murmured, replacing the grip on your neck. she was rougher than pearline, squeezing the sides and front of your throat. you gasped for air as tears clouded your vision. something was stirring deep inside of you, you felt in your tense core and they saw it around their fingers. "you're making a mess all over us baby."
"i-i'm sorryyyyyy, ahh!!!"
"don't apologize honey, has your husband ever been able to make you feel like this?" pearline licked a long stripe from your neck to your cheek, it was animalistic but it turned you on even more, setting your body ablaze.
"no! never! he's never made me feel anything except shame. mnm, fuck! deeper pleaseeeee." they both obliged, their fingers rubbing against your creamy walls going deeper and deeper as they both fucked into you. your eyes rolled in the back of your head as you fought against pearline's grip, the pleasure becoming too much, borderline overstimulating. "please p-please, ahh!"
"what are you begging for baby? tell us." annie loosened her grip on your neck, she peppered kisses along your jaw and supple lips then grazed her sharp teeth along your cheek.
“i don’t know, i feel it deep.. so deep mmm!” you moaned out, rocking your hips against them. it felt so damn good, you couldn’t run from the pleasure anymore. pearline grasped your jaw and slid two fingers to the back of your throat, muffling your loud screams. even though you all were in the middle of nowhere she didn’t want to wake up any unknown entities or invite them in.
“let go for us.” the two women before you aimed to please you- no heal you, they put you at the center of their universe. you felt like you were the only thing that mattered to them in this moment, so you let go. your body shook violently, your cunt squeezed them tightly almost pushing them out as your walls throbbed and fluttered repeatedly. they sung their praises for you, encouraging you and holding you close to each of them. screaming moans and harsh whimpers left you as they continued their fluid movements, fucking you through your climax.
your creamy slick coated the inside of your thighs, your pussy red and sore, completely ruined. little mewls escaped your throat when they finally pulled themselves from your sopping center. their digits glistened under the moonlight and your erotic scent filled the cabin, replacing the smell of sage and sandalwood. you collapsed against pearline, eyes drifting closed as your breathing evened out. she carefully swung her legs around the bench and laid you down gently, covering your hot body with a light sheet.
pieces of curly brown hair stuck to your forehead and thin sheen of sweat coated your whole body. pearline and annie both caressed you in different places, lulling you into a deeper slumber. they were content with themselves but knew they were far from finished, “when do we turn her?” pearline asked, never taking her eyes off of your innocent face.
a/n: randomly got inspo to write this a couple weeks ago and just finished lol bone apple teeth!
patience. restraint. self-control.
as a characteristically sporadic person, these qualities didn't come easily to nic. partying, clubbing, drinking and the like would be regular weekend occurrences for the floridian man.
that was until olandria came into his life.
she was like the tide— crashing into his life and drenching him in a new worldview. she was intriguing at first, quippy, but poised. mild-mannered, but stoic. she knew how to approach and diffuse situations well. she was strong in that sense, that she valued maintaining positive relationships with those around her.
and she could kiss. like really good.
so good that nic would forget his name. so good that his pupils would dilate as his head ascended to the stars. their lips would intertwine so intricately, the nerves in their lips felt static electricity charge between them.
kissing olandria felt right, like nic's head was clear after years of clouding it with inauthentic enjoyment. he felt his mind truly progressing past the present and start hacking away at his future that would, hopefully, have olandria in it.
he craved more.
and so began their game of cat and mouse. nic would take every opportunity to hint at his attraction to olandria. he'd choose her in challenges just to gauge her reaction and study her face. he’d talk to taylor to discover more about her. taylor could never care for her like nic could anyways, he was sure of it.
and yet he wouldn't push her— he was solely observing her — just to understand the height of her boundaries. nic would only get his fix in challenges. his favorite was the lumberjack challenge.
his eyes traced her body as soon as he saw her. every curve of her small frame was accentuated by her shorts. the pink of her flannel-esque crop-top contrasted against the color of her skin. she looked beautiful, edible even.
so when nic got through the motions of the other challenge sections, he discreetly peeked into the basket to choose olandria's name to take into the cabin. as nic announced his fateful partner, he turned to scan her face: happiness, enjoyment, with a hint of want. maybe she had an inkling of interest in nic as well.
nic trudged into that cabin with a plan, barely holding it together. the second he got through that door he saw her. her fingers fidgeting in the confines of the cabin. nic shut the door behind him and instantly found his hands on her face and his lips descended to meet hers.
it was a fit of passion and felt like a reward to nic. as if he deserved to taste her after all the work hes done up until this moment.
their bodies toussled around the cabin as their lips entangled. neither of them came up for air once, as if breaking the kiss would pain them more than the lack of oxygen in their lungs.
a faint breeze began to paw at nic’s back. the door had swung open in response to the passion radiating throughout the room. nic tried his best to close it, he really did, but breaking from the kiss would've simply killed him. instead, he swatted his hand at it in a half-assed manner— the only reason he'd close the door back was for olandrias want for privacy anyways. if nic had it his way, he'd plaster billboards all over the fijian islands displaying his desire for her.
the kiss broke at last and nic rested their foreheads together for a second. not just to catch his breath, but also to revel in the intimacy of the moment. to force olandria to really feel for once and not just go with what or who she thought she wanted.
seconds later, nic hauled her body over his shoulder and went back outside, masking the depth of his feelings once again.
patience. restraint. self-control
nic could be patient for olandria. he was trying to show some restraint with these casa girls, but his self-control still needed some work. unfortunately, that all meant next to nothing when he was getting dumped from the island.
so many unspoken words and emotions, he didn't know when or how he was going to see olandria again. could he reach back out to her? start their own budding romance? finally tell her how much he's yearned for her this whole time?
would cierra expect that from him?
before he could fully sit with the weight of his dumping, a black jeep pulled up in front of him. as the door swung open, nic almost pinched himself wondering if he had been sent to heaven— his very own angel was sitting there gesturing for him to join her.
any and all apprehension had been thrown out as nic booked it to the car with his rows of teeth on display.
this had to be his last chance to get to olandria, and he couldn't let it go to waste.
for the next 24 hours nic laid it on thick, somehow still only sharing the tip of the iceberg of his true feelings. enough to let his admiration be known, but not to scare her away.
restraint and self-control, that's what it was.
and when he made out with her in soul ties, kissing her outside of a challenge for the first time, he felt his brain shoot into the stratosphere and explode into a million fireworks.
restraint be damned, he needed this. especially after that challenge and the looming fear of going home.
his chest was fluttering and he could hear the beat of his heart reverberating through his ears. every time his bottom lip was devoured, nic felt a shred of his soul absorbed by her. olandria was everything he needed and more. she was beautiful, intrguing, personable-
and scared.
her face when they finally broke the kiss was genuinely vulnerable for the first time, as much as she tried to hide it. at first she worried for taylor and cierra, but the emotion morphed into something deeper, stronger: she was scared. scared of the spark that lit in her chest when nic’s tongue entered her mouth, scared of the electricity that passed between them as he grabbed her thigh, scared of the look of pure, unbridled desire that filled nic's eyes when he pulled away from the kiss.
scared of how much she might want him.
and that fear was beginning to seal the window of opportunity nic tried so hard to pry open. he began to be lost in thought too, trying to emulate where her mind could be at. likely that cierra and taylor came to mind and olandria’s loyalty came right after.
nic's self-control needed some work.
leaving soul ties, nic knew he had pushed too far. their “just friends” conversation the next day cemented this and nic had no choice but to go along with her.
the next few days passed in a blur after he put his heart on the line to save olandria from being dumped. taylor had lost all of nics respect and cierra was… there. not particularly interesting, but secure and safe enough to be an option. everything with her felt so surface level.
it's only when he got word that cierra was dumped that he felt that heat start to bubble up in his chest again. no cierra or taylor in the way meant he could finally pursue olandria with no clouds in her mind.
patience was the name of the game as he finally spoke to her about the depth of his emotions. and olandria picking him to couple up with started to open her own pandora's box of feelings.
for hours upon hours they just talked, focused on getting to know each other deeper. establishing their romantic selves outside of their platonic ones. nic found olandria to be so much softer than she let on.
and nic loved that. he loved being special to her, being the only one that can see this side of her. his little hard boiled egg was so cute he wanted to kiss her smile onto his lips.
he actually wanted to kiss her quite often, among other things. but he didn't want to scare her away again. so he remained patient until she gave the go ahead.
unfortunately, both restraint and self-control had gone out the window the second they locked lips for the bubbles challenge. three separate times nic went back in to devour the sweet taste of olandria’s lip gloss.
he could never truly get enough, no matter how hard he tried. nic felt like he could pass away with olandria’s lips attached to his and he'd be perfectly content.
weeks later, nic had free access to her lips whenever he desired it. outside of fiji, seeing how everyone saw just how infatuated he was for olandria was a bit embarrassing at first, but he was simply estatic thay he could be loud and proud about the love he has for olandria.
and he could kiss her all the time, that definitely was a plus too.
until he couldn't kiss her because she was across the country from him. too many times nic considered buying a last minute ticket to go see her, even if only for a couple hours.
his numerous facetime calls to her reassured him. hearing the lovely lilt of her voice over the speakers placated his ever-moving mind. “just be patient baby, we'll see each other soon.” she said to him while he was cozied up in bed missing her.
four agonizingly slow days later, nic was finally with his hard boiled egg in greece. he felt content knowing he got to plan their first of many vacations together. it took everything in him to not eat olandria’s face when he picked her up from the airport. instead he found himself placing a kiss on her cheek and ushering her to the uber.
within a few hours of making it back to their hotel, nic and olandria were snuggled up in bed together. nic had so desperately missed the warmth of olandria’s body cuddled up into him. as much as he wanted to kiss her silly, nic knew better than to disturb a princess's beauty sleep.
so instead, he opted to wake her up the next morning peppering her neck with kisses.
olandria slowly awoke to the sensation, giggling at the puppy-like man cuddled into her. a light moan escaped her as nic licked a particularly sensitive spot that he had come to be very well acquainted with.
he continued to nip and lick at her, enough to rise a reaction out of her, but not enough to leave any marks that could be picked up by cameras. by now patience, restraint, and self-control meant nothing to the man. privacy was the focus of their relationship now.
nic was loud and proud about his love for olandria, but the moments like this, when their bodies were intertwined and the only sounds crowding the room were that of the faint breeze outside and the beat of their hearts— that nic wanted to cherish for himself.
the light-sage eyed man lowered himself to trail kisses across her shoulder. each peck reminiscent of star dust sprinkled onto her rich umber skin. nic’s hand descended lower and lower until it found purchase on the solidness of her hip. he squeezed, kneading the skin around to stake his claim on her body. she was his as much as he was hers, and olandria had owned nic’s heart and body before she even realized.
his brutish fingers delicately danced around the waist band of her undergarments. olandria had slept in nothing but nic’s shirt and a pair of panties, enveloped in his scent as she drifted off to sleep and woke up next to him.
olandria’s head turned to face the beautiful man before her as the beaming sun kissed his chiseled features. his low eyes met hers with a hint of voracity diluted by warmth and affection. “good morning O,” he mumbled out as he lowered himself to nip at her shoulder once again.
they relished in each other's presence like this for a while. tossing and turning, bodies pressing closer and closer to heighten the tension just to release right when the pressure was too much to bear. it was intimate, like the heat of a breath released onto skin.
olandria finally went to straddle nic, locking eyes with his blown pupils. her hands roamed his defined chest, enticing and entrancing him. his eyes followed after her every move, eagerly awaiting her next move.
in a swift motion olandria left the bed and dragged nic along with her to their bathroom.
dropping his hand, olandria turned to face her lover making direct eye contact with him as she pulled his shirt over her head and dropped her panties to the floor. never once did nic look away. he absorbed and imprinted every curve and crevice into his mind for safe keeping. his outstretched hands motioned forward to caress the dip in her waist, gliding his hands down to her hips.
it's only when his hands are firmly wrapped around the goddess-like woman in front of him that nic's eyes traveled down to focus on the depth of her cupids bow and the way it blended into her lips.
within seconds his lips were on hers. their kiss was passionate, slow, warm like the rest of the morning had been. nics lips always melded into olandrias in a familiar pattern— a pattern he had no issue sticking to for the rest of his life.
olandria broke the kiss then, and stepped into the shower without breaking eye contact. nic hurriedly followed after shedding his boxers.
they were in the water now, letting the pressures of the outside world wash off their bodies. in that moment, they were the only two people in the world, holding each other's gaze as the water cascaded down the ridges of their beings.
nic slowly lowered himself to his knees, his gaze raking over olandria’s body and devouring her nakedness. his fingertips ran over the slick smoothness of her thighs, prompting her to part them.
nic looked up at her then, while rubbing her thighs at a languid pace. nic’s sage green eyes maintained focus on olandria’s, patiently waiting for assurance for his next movement.
with a single nod, nic's tongue parted her folds. the muscle redirected to that tight little bud with unnerving accuracy, swirling a hot, wet circle around it.
a shudder runs down olandria’s body at the sudden contact, but she quickly melts into nic’s rhythm. he was moving leisurely, as if he was savoring every lick and suck he unearthed unto the goddess sculpted above him.
heavy breaths and mild-mannered moans escaped olandria’s lips at his ministrations. nic’s own cock stood tall and flushed at being at such a woman's feet, focused on her pleasure. his hips jerked up, thrusting into the air as if he couldn't control his own movements.
nic hooked olandrias leg over his shoulder for better access to her glistening core. he ate her out like a starved man at a grand feast— prodding, licking, doing whatever he could to elicit reactions of passion from his partner.
nic unlatched from her cunt and dropped her leg back down. the man began moving up the curves of her body. at the peak, his hand wrapped around her neck to guide her lips to his.
they shared deep kisses with each other, slow and steadily building the intensity of their connection. flicking the shower head off without breaking the kiss, nic lifts olandria off her feet. his hands securely latched onto her supple ass as her legs fastened themselves around his waist.
with every step, nic’s engorged tip prodded at olandrias entrance, eliciting high pitched whimpers from the woman and a hiss from the man. he finally broke the kiss to reach for the door to their private balcony, supporting olandria with one hand. she sloppily nipped and sucked down his neck all the while.
nic finally placed her down, his eyes as ravenous as ever. his gaze alone caused olandria to move backwards into the warmth of the greecian morning. her lower back was now flush against the balcony railing and nic caged her body with in his.
he scanned her then, basking in the richness of her entire body being illuminated by the glow of the sun. she was every bit of a deity and he intended to worship her as such. he would show the whole world just how much he loved her.
“ola,” he started, crooning down to trail kisses from the base of her neck “you don't know how bad i’ve wanted this.” he nibbled at her earlobe then, causing a heavy exhale to escape olandria.
his hand snaked down her hip, and his knee parted her legs from one another. nic's thigh hovered dangerously close to her core, and with a firm grip and tug onto her hip, olandria found herself grinding on his thigh.
“fuck you're so wet” staggered breaths escaped olandria as she continued to ride the thigh of her lover.
nic dragged the lower half of her body back and forth against his tensed thigh, letting the ridges of his muscle provide more pleasure for her. every moan she released sounded melodic, as if she was singing to the heavens.
in a swift motion nic turned her around, pressing her stomach into the now warm marble railing. olandria’s eyes raked over the beautiful ocean view behind her and how it contrasted with the orange and purple hues of the sunrise. nic hugged her from behind, taking in her scent as she took in the view.
“this is exactly what i wanted you to see,” he began as he peppered kisses along her shoulder “and i wanted to experience it with you.”
his words warmed olandrias heart, his attentitiveness and intentionality constantly had olandria looking to the stars and the sky up above, wondering how she got so lucky. crooning her neck around to face him, olandria’s eyes lock with his “thank you nic, truly.”
he leaned down to kiss her again, softer than before, but still possessing the same amount of heat. “and now all of greece gets to hear what you do to me,” olandria found herself facing the ocean again as nic spread her legs, his thick cock prodding at her slick entrance until it began to slide in.
inch by inch, nic stretched her out. his eyes began to flutter at the sensation of the heat enveloping his dick. olandria grabbed at her own breasts for moral support as he bottomed out in her with one last push. “holy fuck O… you're s-so tight.”
olandria responded in kind with a clench, sending nic lurching forward. regaining his composure with a breathless chuckle, nic began to slowly slide in and out of her.
squelches filled the crisp morning air as her slick mixed with his precum. the thrusts were slow until his hips snapped into her, dragging out the pleasure as much as possible before fucking her.
with one hand on the railing and the other pinned behind her back by nic, the man felt anchored enough to pick up his speed. nic began to fuck into her, watching the ripple of her ass replicate the waves of the very ocean in front of them. a chorus of moans and pleas erupted from olandria,
"n-nic, holy shit"
nic simply couldn't help himself, fucking his dream girl into oblivion on a private balcony in a greecian hotel during sunset was the things his dreams were made of. his thrusts began to rain down on his lover, smacking his pelvis to her ass at a relentless pace only to be met with by a near scream from olandria, “you can take it baby, i promise."
a long drawn out whine leaves olandria as her legs start to shake. nic could tell she was close, but he needed to see the beautiful face of his wife-to-be as she reaches her climax.
nic’s hand leaves olandrias wrist and props her leg over his shoulder once again. he now had a clear view of his dick stretching olandria out real good. watching how her pussy melded to the shape of his dick had nic’s brain melting through his ears.
“fuck,” he manages to get out in between pants, “it's like my dick was made for you O.” olandria locks eyes with him now as her hands grabbed the railing for stability. her jaw remained slack as she started at him, signaling nic the troves of passion she found herself in.
nic started to feel that coil in his stomach and knew he was close, olandria was too with how her clenching began to pick up pace. a few thrusts later and olandria was convulsing into herself as she came harder than she ever had before. she chants out the name of her lover like an incantation “nicnicnicnic-” as her high washed over her.
the strength of her clenches caused nic to spill into her, white coating all of her walls. his eyes fluttered back into his head as he relished in the sensation of her orgasm.
nic spun olandria to face him as he pulled her into a deep hug while remaining inside of her. they basked in the calm of the sun for a minute before an “i love you,” slipped from nics lips.
he immediately tried to back track before olandria shut him up with a kiss. “i love you too nic,” she breathlessly replied as she stared deep into his light-sage eyes.
nic relaxed back into her and smiled as wide as his facial muscles would let him. they remained connected as the rest of the sun came out from behind the skyline.
summary: Pearline receives the best pleasure in her life inside the juke, in one of the rooms of course!
warnings: nsfw, three!some, sub!pearline, top!mary, and annie.
pairing: Annie x Pearline x Mary
AUTHORS NOTE: in other words,, pearline got doubleteamed... GET UP!!!!! !!!!!!! wrote this at 7pm... going to sleep neow..
ㅤㅤThe music was booming outside the room, delta smashing his fingers against the keys on the piano, loud enough to cover up what was going inside the room between the three women. Few people had passed by, luckily for them; They could barely hear what was going in the room due to the music.
ㅤInside, Pearline had her back against Mary's body, Annie in front of her. Mary's hands were resting on Pearline's breasts, as her chin rested on the singer's shoulder. "Tell us what you want." Mary whispered, her voice sultry and sweet. Yet, there was no response from Pearline, she could barely form any words from being in the room with women she wanted the most.
ㅤ"Awh, c'mon. Now. . Ya' been starin' us down like a snack 'nd you can't say nothin'? Tha's disappointing." Annie spoke up, watching the submissive look on Pearline's face, Order for her to speak up, Mary had squeezed her breast, making Pearline moan in response.
ㅤㅤ"Okay! Okay. I just. . Uhm—I want ya' both. . really badly. Words can't even explain this 'nd what I'm feelin' right now." Pearline confessed, eyes darting around, avoiding making eye contact with Annie. She couldn't even look at the hoodoo woman straight or even be straight. Annie had chuckled at her words, finding it amusing how she was nervous in her and Mary's presence. Mary's hand slid down all the way down to end of Pearline's dress, allowing it slip underneath. Pearline had felt her hand, but she didn't mind it.
ㅤㅤ"Figured." Annie leaned in to connect her lips with Pearline's in a hunger kiss, while she did that... Mary on the other hand had different plans. Her curious hand found Pearline's panties, inserting her hand inside of them, Mary had used her two index fingers to massage Pearline's aching clit. Pearline moaned into the kiss between her and Annie, letting Annie's tongue slip inside of her mouth.
ㅤㅤMary enjoyed hearing the sweet sounds Pearline was making, soon — She let her fingers invade Pearline's area, pumping them inside of her sex whilst her other hand rested on Pearline's breast. She played with it as she multitasked pleasuring Pearline. Annie had broken the kiss, breathing slightly, giving herself some time to recover before attacking Pearline's neck in kisses, they both knew this was going to break their sweet, little Pearline. Annie kissed, sucked, on her neck, leaving hickeys on them. The singer gasped, she didn't care how loud she was! Her main focus was these two women.
ㅤㅤPearline's wall's clenched around Mary's fingers, as she felt herself reaching her climax. Her breath hitched with each thrust of the woman's fingers, her mind felt dizzy, and she felt like giving up right then, but she really couldn't. She needed these two. Pearline whined, releasing more noises from her lips as Annie focused on her neck, Mary bringing her to her peak. Pearline grinded against Mary, making Mary whimper. Now, she picked up the pace with her fingers, Annie had held Pearline still so she wouldn't move anymore further. Placing kisses on her collarbone, they both had wish they had a bedroom. Only God knows what they were going to do to Pearline. Mary fingers reached a spot inside of Pearline, making her moan loud; her juices gushed out, covering the juke's floor and Mary's fingers. Mary guided her throughout her orgasm. Annie giggling softly, Mary also too.
ㅤㅤAnnie stopped kissing Pearline's neck, looking at her as she slowly recovered. Mary removed her fingers, sucking them clean. Pearline had shifted into a panting mess, and they liked seeing her like this. "You good?" Annie had asked the woman, a smirk playing on her lips. Pearline could only huff in response, knowing that she was done for tonight.
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ㅤ"You gon' sing fo' us?" Mary smiled. "M-Maybe." Pearline replied. "Mm, that's a yes." Annie sighs.
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