Find You in the Dark | Wang Yixiang
You and Nicholas just can't wait and decide to start your wedding night before the wedding is even over
💍 Pairing: husband!Nicholas x reader
💍 Word Count: 4.5k
💍 Genre: Established relationship, wedding au, fluff, pwp, smut
💍 Rating: 18+ (MINORS DNI‼️)
💍 Warnings: Mentions of exhibitionism, teasing, hair pulling, dirty talk, explicit language, grinding, these two have a marriage kink and are very loud about it lmao, fooling around in a public place, biting, groping, making out, marking kink, explicit sexual content, rough fingering, cum eating, multiple orgasms, hands are restrained with consent, brief exhibitionism vibes, oral (f receiving), crying, just general chaos throughout 🤩
A/N: Hello! Not new to writing, but this is my first team writing for &team 🐺 Hope you enjoy if you decide to give it a read and thank you for checking it out if you do 🥹🫶 Look forward to more &team fics from me in the near future! Dedicating this to my fave writer and soulmate @scentofuma 🥺💜 You inspire me in and out of writing and thanks for always being my #1 fan, I love you endlessly my sunshine ☀️
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You had always hated crowds. Hated being the center of attention. And Nicholas, he had always had this special way of making everything else fade away, leaving just the two of you. Even now, in the midst of a room full of people with all eyes on you, the man in front of you was all you could see. He was all that mattered.
Your hand slid into his like it was the most natural thing in the world. He pulled you close, one hand curling around your waist while your free hand settled on his shoulder. The two of you fell into step as the music started, finding your familiar rhythm in each other. Nicholas smiled softly at you. Your insides felt like sunshine.
His voice was a low rumble as his lips brushed your ear, "Have I mentioned how beautiful you look?"
Your face warmed at the compliment even though he had mentioned it today. Many times in fact. He'd mouthed it to you as he'd watched you walk down the aisle. Whispered it as the two of you stood at the altar, exchanging rings and devotions. Gushed over you while you had taken what felt like a million photos. And now he was reminding you again as the two of you shared your first dance as husband and wife.
"It might have come up a few times." you quipped back, making Nicholas chuckle before he kissed your joined hands.
You could've melted straight into the floor. You loved this man so much, and the fact that today was the beginning of sharing forever with him made your heart soar.
You leaned in, and your husband met you halfway. The kiss was chaste and sweet, but as you always did with this man, you found yourself already craving more. The hunger flashing in his dark eyes when he pulled back confirmed that he felt similarly. But, there was a time and a place. And it definitely wasn't in the middle of your reception while being surrounded by all your closest friends and family.
A silent understanding passed between the two of you. Patience.
Nicholas drew you in closer. Your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck as his enveloped your waist. Your dancing gradually became more of a swaying motion as you just held each other and savored the moment.
The room erupted in cheers and applause as soon as the song started to fade out, making you and Nicholas pull back to grin shyly at one another. Followed by another brief peck that was over far too soon. You were absolutely aching for this man. You feared it was going to be a long night…
Other guests were joining you out on the dance floor now that a new song had started playing. Nicholas swept you back into him as your bodies adjusted to the new tempo.
"If I remember correctly, a certain someone promised to dance with me all night at our wedding."
You laughed, fondly brushing your thumb across his cheek, "I might have been underestimating my stamina when I said that."
You felt your husband's fingers flex at your hip before he was tightening his grip on your dress.
"Speaking from personal experience, I think you should have a little more confidence in your stamina, sweetheart."
His teasing words made you lose the beat, and you almost stepped on his foot in the process.
"Can you please behave?" you hissed as you did your best to brush off the slip up.
Thankfully it didn't seem like anyone had noticed. They were all too busy with their own dance partners.
"Can you?" Nicholas retorted, raising an eyebrow in challenge.
Your hand that had been playing with the hair at the base of his neck gave the strands a quick tug in warning. Your husband pulled you flush against him in retaliation, and from the outside it probably looked like a sweet gesture. But the words he growled in your ear were anything but.
"Just wait until I get my hands on you tonight. Bet it's all you can think about, isn't it, baby? Me making you mine in every single way I know how. In all the ways I know you love."
You couldn't help the soft whine that escaped as your hands curled against his chest. Nicholas kept the two of you moving to the music even as your knees threatened to give out beneath you.
"Fuck. Why did we decide to have a reception again?" you mumbled against his suit.
He pressed his lips to your temple. Presenting himself as ever the gentleman to everyone watching the two of you.
"Aww, does my wife want me to fuck her in front of all our guests? Give them a real show. You're probably already close to dripping all over the floor, my poor needy angel."
He shifted against you just slightly, and you gasped when you realized you weren't the only one struggling to keep your desires in check.
"Feel that, sweetheart?" Nicholas whispered, the too quick press of him against you feeling like torture, "That's all for you. Been hard for you all fucking day, shit. You're killing me."
You clutched at the lapels of his suit and gazed up at him, not even bothering to hide your desperation as you did so. When you said his name, it came out closer to a moan, and the way your husband glanced around let you know that you hadn't been quiet about it either.
"Careful, darling. Can't have our guests thinking anything is wrong now, can we?" he taunted you before guiding your body back into dancing with him.
It was taking everything in you not to fall to the ground and throw a tantrum like a toddler because what kind of logic was it that you couldn't have your husband at your own wedding? Someone needed to make it make sense.
You hadn't realized you were pouting until Nicholas was mirroring the expression back at you. The man was relentless with his teasing today. It was making you feel insane. Like you truly were ready to risk it all at your own reception.
"Looks like someone could use a new dance partner."
Both of you looked for the source of the voice and were met with one of your best friends and Nicholas's best man, EJ.
"Mind if I cut in?" he queried further, holding out his hand.
"Not at all." you replied immediately.
You were actually grateful to have a reprieve from the explosive tension between you and your husband. You started to go for EJ's hand, only for him to reach past you for Nicholas instead. You stood there gawking at the two of them, noticing how Nicholas couldn't hide the amused smirk taking over his face.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me."
"Sorry, baby, I did promise to save him a dance." your husband supplied, playing innocent to an annoying degree.
EJ was immediately backing him up, "He did. And you know how Nicho is about his promises."
Just before he was whisked away completely, Nicholas leaned over to press a kiss into your hair. His mouth lowered to your ear for a fraction of a second.
"Meet me out on the balcony in fifteen."
The words had just started to register in your brain as you watched EJ literally twirl your husband away from you, the two of them giggling like little kids.
"Well, can't say I didn't see that one coming."
You hadn't even noticed one of your other mutual friends, Yudai, coming up behind you.
"Wouldn't wanna stand in the way of true love at my own wedding." you quipped back, earning a laugh from the man next to you.
"Because I'm such a good friend and groomsman I will keep you company until Juju gives your husband back." Yudai announced as if he was your knight in shining armor.
He even went as far as giving you a princely bow before extending his hand to you. You couldn't help but roll your eyes as you accepted his invitation, "Wow, Yu, your generosity truly knows no bounds."
"I try my best." your friend retorted with a sigh and casual shrug of his shoulders.
He pulled you into him before maneuvering the two of you to rejoin the rest of the couples dancing. Your mind briefly wandered back to Nicholas's request, and whether or not you were actually feeling insane enough to follow through with it.
You glanced at the balcony doors, your heart beginning to race just from thinking about your husband's proposal. It was fairly dark out there except for the string lights along the railing providing a dim, but warm glow. You'd definitely be at risk of getting caught, but you found that, surprisingly, the possibility was more thrilling than it was scary.
You didn't get much longer to think on it because Yudai decided to start showcasing all his professional dancer moves, and you had to fight for your life just to keep up. Even Nicholas hadn't tried to dip and spin you this much.
"Yu, I know it's like in your nature to show off, but you're actually gonna make me sick if you keep throwing me around like a damn ragdoll." you groaned, still struggling to follow his fancy footwork.
Yudai's eyes went wide, and you could see a flush creeping up his neck as he smiled sheepishly back at you, "Shit, sorry. Guess I did get a little carried away."
He immediately toned it down, the two of you back to just regular dancing for the rest of the song. Your plan was to go find Nicholas after, but the upbeat track that came on next had all your friends crowding around you as they moved to the music.
You spotted Taki and Maki, and were instantly cracking up at their ridiculous dancing. The rest of your friends were losing it too, and you easily picked out your husband's loud, infectious laughter. You felt a featherlight touch on the back of your hand a moment later. Nicholas's signature way of telling you "I'm here".
The man had always been breathtaking to you, but right now he was truly radiant. Happiness looked so beautiful on him. That gorgeous smile of his nearly taking over his entire face as he danced around with you and all your closest friends. You loved him so much it hurt.
The high energy songs kept coming one after another, and your friends refused to let you or your husband leave the dance floor. You were currently dancing with Fuma, who you loved so dearly, but who also didn't know his own strength sometimes. The man was even stronger than Yudai, and you knew he could easily, even if unintentionally, send you flying across the room.
"Hey, hey. Be careful with my wife."
Your husband's tone had been mostly playful, but the possessive edge in his voice when he'd said wife had you clenching your thighs beneath your dress. Fuma mouthed an apology to you, taking the power in his moves down several notches. You reassured him that it was okay and gave his hand a gentle squeeze as you went back to dancing together.
As soon as the song finished, you informed your husband and friends that you were stepping outside to get some air. Which wasn't a total lie because you really did need a breather after all the excitement.
"I'll probably come find you here in a minute, darling. I could use a little reprieve myself." Nicholas said with all the nonchalance in the world.
EJ was the only one who seemed to suspect anything as he looked back and forth between the two of you. You excused yourself and made for the balcony doors before he had the chance to say anything. The night air that caressed your skin was warm, but not uncomfortably so. And the light from the string lights twinkling against the railing was soft and inviting.
You braced your hands against the metal barrier in front of you, enjoying the moment of peace even if you knew it would be brief. You hadn't bothered shutting the doors behind you because you knew Nicholas would probably be joining you before too long.
It was almost as if the man could hear your thoughts. A presence enveloped you from behind, pressing you into the guardrail as strong arms circled your waist. Teeth were grazing your ear a moment later, "Found you."
You hummed in contentment as your husband peppered kisses down the side of your neck. His hands slid up your body to cup your breasts over your dress, his thumbs easily finding and brushing over your nipples even through the fabric.
"Fuck," you sighed at the stimulation, "careful with the dress, love."
Nicholas sucked harshly on a particularly sensitive spot on your neck, and you had to bite your lip to keep a moan from slipping out.
"I swear to god, Nicholas Wang. You better not leave a mark on me when we still have to go back in there."
Your warning had a bit more bite to it this time, and your husband growled against your skin as he pinched your perked buds through the lacy material. You said a silent prayer that no one had heard the cry you'd let escape.
"Princess, you and I both know that if we were anywhere else but at our own wedding right now I would have you bent over this railing and so full of me until the only thing you could remember was taking my name."
You clenched around nothing, feeling so empty it was making you ache. You found yourself pleading for some sort of relief from the torture, "Nicholas, please."
"You know I can't say no to my wife when she begs so sweetly for me." he whispered, and there was something undeniably and deliciously dangerous in his tone.
In the next moment, Nicholas had flipped the two of you around and backed you into the alcove that was off to the side and just out of view of the balcony doors. His lips were capturing yours in a searing kiss before you even had a chance to caution him against ruining your makeup.
His mouth moved against yours with a relentless hunger, tongue diving in shamelessly to taste you. Your head spun as Nicholas kissed you like he wanted to consume you. And at this rate, you'd be lying if you said you didn't want him to.
Your fingers curled into the fabric of his suit as the two of you frantically chased each other's lips. Your husband's grip on your hips was so tight that you wouldn't be surprised if you were still able to see the impressions of his touch later on that night.
Surprisingly, Nicholas was the first one to pull away, a single strand of saliva keeping your mouths connected. You groaned at the sight of his swollen lips with your lipstick smeared all over them. So much for your makeup holding up.
"Shit, baby," you said, unable to stop yourself from giggling slightly, "I got my lipstick all over you."
Your husband grinned cheekily back at you before gently swiping his thumb over the corner of your own mouth, "And you look the way you do after you've finished taking my cock down that pretty little throat of yours. All nice and messy for me."
"Nicholas Wang, you demon." you hissed, even as you felt fresh arousal gathering between your thighs.
His dark eyes briefly glanced down. Almost as if he could see through to the reaction his words elicited from you.
"Alright, sweetheart, we gotta be quick and you gotta be quiet. Think you can do that for me, angel?" he asked you as he tilted your chin up to look at him.
"Yes. Please. Just do something, Nicho."
You knew the use of his nickname always gave away just how desperate you were, but right now you couldn't even be bothered to care. And thankfully your husband seemed to be feeling too impatient himself to tease you about it.
You'd always heard your wedding day would be memorable and yours certainly had been so far. But nothing would be more ingrained in your brain from today than the visual of Nicholas holding your eyes as he slipped two of his fingers into his mouth, gaze never leaving yours as he pulled them back out with a pop. The smirk on his face was practically wolfish as he teasingly slid his wet digits along your bare leg and under the slit in your dress. He swore under his breath when he reached your panties that were nearly soaked through.
"This all for me, baby?" he taunted you, and you gasped when his fingers pressed against you over the fabric, "All for your husband?"
All you could do was nod because you didn't trust the other noises that wanted to come out of your mouth right then. Nicholas hummed in approval, "Good girl."
Without wasting any more time, he pushed two fingers inside of you, and the wet sound was obscenely loud on the otherwise quiet balcony.
"Fuck. Your needy little pussy is just sucking me right in. My princess was just begging to be stuffed full, wasn't she?"
"Nicho." you moaned brokenly before slapping a hand over your mouth.
"Wish I could take my time with you, shit. Work you open until you're nice and ready for my cock, and then fuck you full. Too bad we have a wedding to get back to and don't have that kind of time. But before that, I need to feel my wife come for me."
His digits came to life inside of you, and you whimpered behind your hand as he drilled them into you, hard and fast right off the bat. His thumb strummed over your clit in time with the movement of his fingers, and you felt your legs threatening to give out beneath you.
"Always take my fingers so well, darling. Like you were made for me and only me." Nicholas praised you, his voice like velvet as the movement of his hand between your legs had tears starting to gather in your eyes.
Your husband knew your body better than anyone, even better than you did at times. And he knew exactly how to get you to that edge, and then send you tipping over it. His fingers stroked the deepest part of you, your moans muffled but constant now.
"You gonna come all over my fingers, angel? I can feel how close you are. Fuck, squeezing me so tight."
Your hand dropped from your mouth and fell limply to your side, "Nicholas, fuck, I can't."
He silenced you with a kiss, swallowing down the cry that escaped you as you fell to pieces. He fucked you through it, gradually slowing down the movement of his digits while you rode out your high. Your husband kept kissing you lazily, while you weren't able to do much more than whine and pant into his mouth.
Your hands shot out to grip the railing behind you in an attempt to ground yourself. Nicholas was busying himself sucking his fingers clean of you, eyes watching you intently as he did so.
"Fucking hell." you groaned, still trying to catch your breath, "Okay, you go in first, and then I'll be right behind you in a minute or two."
"Orrrrr…" Nicholas trailed off, mischievous smile returning to his face.
"Nicholas."
You barely had the energy left to put any real warning into your voice, but you knew your husband would still be able to pick up on it. He reached for one of your hands, his thumb smoothing over your wedding ring, "Does my wife trust me?"
"God help me, because I know I shouldn't. But I do." you admitted, taking his other hand and rubbing the band on his own finger.
"God, I love it when you say that."
You giggled at that. You would die for this man, truly.
You watched in confusion as Nicholas released your hands and started tugging his tie loose. It was incredibly hot, yes, but what the hell was he up to? He slipped the garment over his head and then crouched down next to you.
"Remember, trust me." he said softly before you felt him taking hold of both of your hands and pulling them towards the railing behind you.
You were just starting to piece together his plan when he used his tie to secure your hands to the metal barrier. You were immediately questioning him, "Nicholas, what the fuck? I swear to god, if this is some kind of wedding prank, you're a dead man."
"Relax, baby. I promise it's not a prank. I just know you, and I know you won't be able to keep your hands to yourself."
Nicholas was in front of you again and still on his knees and licking his lips as he looked up at you and-
Oh.
"You are fucking insane. We're already lucky we haven't been caught yet. We do not have time for this."
You were full on rambling because you were actually starting to worry about someone coming out here and finding the two of you. You'd probably already been gone too long at this point.
"Well I'm making time. Because I want to taste my wife properly. And besides, we both know how fast I can make you come with my tongue, sweetheart."
He was so cocky and so sexy and it was honestly infuriating. Nicholas had just started to pull your dress to the side, when, "You absolute fucking freaks, I knew it!"
EJ was standing there, his eyes getting wider and wider as he took in the scene before him. You tied up to a fucking balcony and your husband on his knees with one hand under your dress.
"Hey man," Nicholas greeted him, trying to play it cool, "We'll be right in."
Your friend stared at the two of you in disbelief and shook his head.
"They're ready to do the cake." he said matter of factly.
"I was actually just about to eat so-"
"NICHOLAS." you cut him off with a whispered shriek, your face flushing wildly in the darkness.
"I already had to stop Taki from coming out here to check on you guys. Everyone is starting to get worried that you haven't come back inside."
EJ spoke with the disappointed tone of a parent, and you suddenly felt like a child being scolded.
"Juju, as my best man, I need you to stall for us."
Your mouth dropped as you stared down at your husband, who had clearly lost his mind.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me." EJ replied, covering his face with his hands in frustration.
"Please, man. Just five minutes, get the other guys to help. Promise we'll be in for cake soon. Just let me have mine fir-"
"Five. Minutes." EJ interrupted him as he scowled at the two of you, "And then we never speak of this ever again."
"Deal." Nicholas agreed.
And then your friend was turning on his heel and disappearing back inside. You could hear him cursing you two under his breath as he walked away. The man at your feet suddenly spoke up again once EJ was out of earshot, "He really is the best man."
You glared daggers down at him, and Nicholas smiled sheepishly back at you.
"I wanna kick you so bad right now."
"I promise you can kill me after the wedding. Please, just, let me eat you out first."
Now he was the one who sounded desperate, and it had you feeling turned on all over again. Fuck it, you were already here.
"I guess it would be a waste of five minutes…"
Nicholas beamed like you'd just told him he'd won the lottery, and you felt your heart swell. It started racing a moment later as the man at your feet parted your dress once more, one of his hands traveling up your leg. He stopped when he got to the garter adorning your thigh, finger sliding underneath the garment and giving it a tug before letting it snap back against your flesh.
You glanced down when you felt a nip against your skin. Nicholas pulled the fabric down your leg with his teeth, keeping his eyes locked on you the entire time. Your lower half was shaking as he helped slip it out from underneath your shoe before positioning your leg on one of his shoulders. He didn't tease you any further, swiftly pulling your panties to the side and then diving in.
You cried out as you squirmed against your bonds. Nicholas pulled back momentarily to look up at you, his plump lips already glossy with your earlier release.
"Told you." he said smugly as he licked you off his mouth.
Your retort died in your throat because he went right back to fucking you with his tongue, his nose bumping against your clit and making you writhe in his hold. Nicholas had an iron tight grip on your thigh, and you could feel his wedding band pressing into your skin like a brand. Claiming you as his just like he'd promised.
You could already feel yourself starting to crest that high again, nearly screaming when the warmth of his mouth enveloped your bundle of nerves.
"Nicholas, fuck, oh my god."
He moaned, and the vibration sent a fresh shockwave of pleasure coursing through you. A few more flicks of his tongue was all it took to have you coming undone all over again. You swallowed a sob as your husband drank down everything that you gave him, his mouth only leaving you once your body was jerking from the overstimulation. He carefully let your leg slip from his shoulder, keeping one hand on you while the other reached around to untie you.
His hands found purchase on your hips to steady you as he stood back up.
"Think anyone will believe this is just frosting?" he queried teasingly before wiping a hand across his mouth.
"God, we really are freaks." you replied, making both of you break into a fit of giggles.
Someone cleared their throat. EJ was back and he looked beyond sick of your shit.
"Hey, you two should really get in there. Unless you want Taki to start doing his impression of getting shot for your guests."
You and Nicholas exchanged looks of panic.
"We cannot let him do that." you insisted, quickly trying to straighten out your appearance.
Your husband nodded in agreement before making you squeal when he suddenly picked you up bridal style, racing back inside with you in his arms. Both of you definitely looking a little worse for wear. But even in the chaos, you were content. In the arms of the man you loved more than anything, you were home.
