note: aaaaaa after posting this imma go mia again kdnsks n e ways this man needs more appreciation and i'll gladly take a bullet for him. no title cuz my brain doesn't cooperate. (◕ᴗ◕✿)
warnings: smut, slight dumbification, creampie
wc: 1.2k
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Nic completely adores holding you, loves the feeling of your body pressed against his, loves the way your heart beats along with his own as he falls asleep. He can be awkward and rough around the edges, but in the end he doesn't really care what others think.
Is strange for you how a man like him could kill in the blink of an eye, but if you have to be honest, that's one of the reasons why you fell in love with him.
He loves tenderly and recklessly, no limits set, he loves you so dearly and that feeling fills your heart, everyday continuing to grow.
Your head falls to the pillow and you arch your back when he presses his palm across your lower stomach, he slowly ran a finger between your wet folds making you gasp loudly. Your knees close out of reflex, grabbing the sheets.
“Nic” You mewl, lower lip trembling when he drags his index finger past your glossy cunt. You moaned out, your back arched almost completely off the bed at this point, as he placed a kiss to your inner thigh. He pumped his finger in and out, and his cock became unbearably hard as he watched you moan so desperately. He tilted his head, watching you becoming a mess. He licked his lips and leaned down to suck on your clit.
He slowly inserted a second finger, and your legs tried to close around him. He pushed them back open, holding one in place with his free hand.
His eyes were closed as he sucked eagerly at your clit. His fingers would disappear into you only to reemerge for a few seconds before disappearing again. He was grinding softly against the mattress, obviously just as affected by everything, and the grip he had on your thigh would surely leave marks.
Nicolas started a steady rhythm as he fucked you with his thick fingers.
You cry into the bedroom, whining when he pulls his hand out. You can feel the room getting warmer, even more when you see the way his eyes go to your exposed pussy, shiny and wet.
Placing both hands on his cheeks, you cradle his head and make him look at you “Please, Nic,” even if he can't hear you, you know he's trying to read your lips in the dim room, one of your palms goes to caress his hips, is enough to Nicolas to know that you want him. You put your small fingers around the base of his cock.
His eyes are ponderous, as he stays on his knees between your thighs, watching your dark eyes fill with desire when his hand grabs yours, squeezing your hold with a grunt.
Pushing you back into the mattress, he grabs your legs and places them around his hips, he moves between your thighs until his cock is lined with your sopping hole. He stretched you even more than his fingers, and all you could do was moan wantonly as Nicolas slowly thrusted in inch by inch. Drool spilled from the side of your mouth when you felt him bottom out inside of you. Your legs were spread wide around him.
Your love for Nicolas doesn't have any boundaries either, and it makes you stupid when he fills your warm cunt up with his cock. It makes your brain dizzy and your chest warm with love as you watch him above you sighing as he closes his eyes and let out a low groan, wrapped nice and tight around his cock.
You sob into the bedroom, gasping down a lungful of wet air when Nicolas pulls his hand out of the leg of your shorts. Your thoughts lag behind your reaction as he hooks his hands beneath your thighs, pushing them to your torso before hooking his fingers into the damp fabric, guiding it over your thighs and calves and lets your thighs limply fall open around him again.
If he could hear all the animalistic and lewd sounds he makes, he probably would get shy and it'll take a little of your begging to him to not stop. This may sound cruel but, for moments like these you were grateful for his deafness.
He thinks that if he could talk right now, it would be just babbling nonsense about how good you feel around him and how much he loves you. He leans down to kiss you hard on the mouth, so hard that you think your lips would bruise and your pulse shivers against the tender skin of your neck.
You're going into a frenzy as Nicolas keeps pounding in and out of you, hips snapping against yours, cock dragging itself against your gummy walls. The sounds that you make keep coming out of your mouth, in an attempt to stop them with your hands, Nic grabs each of your wrists and pins them besides your head. He couldn't hear you, so, in replacement of the sound, the view of your face contouring in pleasure was the only thing he absolutely adored (without mentioning the way you tighten around him, of course).
You feel light-headed as he continues to fill you up, your eyes are rolling in the back of your head, drool dribbling down your chin. Nicolas's lips go to rest against your throat,
“Nicolaaaaas, please-please-please-”. It's incoherent and sounds like you can think anymore, you were going dumb. You could feel his breath hitch in your neck as he growls with each thrust. He's going to cum, he could feel it by the way you keep sucking him into your warm and slick cunt. You whined, wrapping your legs around the back of his thighs to lock him inside and begging, “please Nic, pleasepleaseplease lemme have your cum Nicolas, i want it so bad, pleaseplase, fuck–”
Drinking all the vibrations from your throat, it didn't take long for Nicolas to cum inside you, painting your pink walls white. Only the sound of your shriek when you finally came undone around his cock falling on deaf ears. Your creaming cunt pulsing and fluttering, the sight of white translucent fluid on his swell cock made him shiver.
Shuddering against each other, you pucker your lips for a kiss that he gladly gives you.
The last person on your camera roll got you pregnant and ur last meme is their reaction. What y’all got 👀
LMAO 🤣🤣🤣
Tagging: EVERYONE CUZ I WANNA SEE but I’ll tag my moots just in case they don’t see this 👉👈 @sheerxradiance @giyuus-wife @hurtbycanonthoughts @rintaromilktea @aoi-turtle @tpwkatsumu
if i were to have his kids i would thank god every single day that would be my reaction too like howl is my biggest comfort character i wish he’d love me🥺🥺🥺 <333
tagging @ceo-of-daichi @yanderexbabydoll @starofmiran @obscureamor @kiyokens @inxriyama + anyone else who would like to!! <33
I feel like Im getting dragged here…the last meme was literally the meme @kiyokens MADE ABOUT ME LAST NIGHT ajdlakfiqodkqof I fell asleep looking for Mattsun icons too…
Tagging: @panwuthaplan @aoyukai @sanriobimbo @aii-channn @aiiishiiiteru @rocorambles @villain-hotline @vixen-scribbles @vermiliren @starofmiran @hisoka-married-illumi @bectheanxiousravenclaw @bootylikepeachy @nekomasmeow + anyone else because I dont wanna tag too many 👉🏻👈🏻
w. nsfw duh, ear riding? marking/ branding? , pussy stepping? , cum Mac & cheese, anal and food play , pussy brushing? musty dick and piss ( I promise this is all a joke I swear ) 
bitches with mommy issues be like “how did you know I have an unhealthy relationship with my mother” and their favourite characters are ATSUMU, GOSHIKI, SHIRABU, ASAHI, TERUSHIMA, and TENDOU
hi! i saw this picrew going around on twitter n wanted to bring it here :):)
irl vs online persona !
link to picrew here !
taggin @anxiously-scared @tpwkatsumu @vanilla-beanzz @fukoronoko @u-make-my-heart-tsumtsum @bisexualmattholtstan @b0ku4ka @thechrysialid and anyone else who’d like to do it :)
no one tagged me but i really wanted to do this lol; this explains me irl vs online. people say i’m intimidating irl and then my online persona just a teasing crackhead
I love being tagged in stuff when I don't even make content because 1. It makes me feel special 💗💗 and 2. I don't know what my online persona is?? So this is me irl and then how I look in Animal Crossing-
And then imma tag @inxriyama and @nashiexo because I Love Them <3
Irl Im not that much different from my online persona though depending where, I have different personalities I portray but some parts will stay constant, even in tiny doses. 🖤
Tagging: @panwuthaplan @aii-channn @kiyokens @hajimesh @arixtsukki and anyone else who wants 🥺👉🏻👈🏻
archeology is her forte, however, she adores the occasional visit to museums centered around art as well
after all, art is a historic part of a country’s culture just as much as it’s written or spoken history
before museum dates she’ll likely take you to a local café or a restaurant after your walk through the museum
chitchats before hand are filled with excitement as she tells you about what you’ll see and which pieces she’s excited to see
chitchats afterwards are filled with questions, your favorite pieces or the things that stuck out the most or struck a chord with you
either way she’ll love to tell you about the pieces, every tidbit of her knowledge at your full disclosure
in the rare case she doesn’t know something she’ll offer for the two of you to learn more about it together at home or a local library
given her vast knowledge she also knows a multitude of languages, always reading the history of things to you that you might’ve missed without her
museums are nostalgic to her in the sense of home it gives her, a quiet place to enjoy history similar to that she found in the tree of knowledge on ohara when she was a child
“Σε αγαπώ.”
robin’s voice broke you out of your trance, your eyes leaving the marble statue displayed before you to meet hers instead.
“what?”
she chuckled at your response, a look of amusement on her face as she watched your brows furrowed in confusion.
“venus de milo,” her tone was light and teasing as she pointed at the marble statue, “it’s the name of the sculpture.”
your eyes hesitated on her for a moment before trailing the length of her arm back towards the sculpture, pale marble curved into a goddess, chipped with age as she loomed over the two.
the warmth of robin’s hand startled you as her palm curved into your lower back.
“there’s debate on whether or not she’s the goddess aphrodite or amphitrite,” her voice grew quieter as she leaned in closer, her breath warm compared to the cool winter chill sneaking into the museum.
“for tonight i’ll think of her as aphrodite in hopes she’ll bless the two of us, Σε αγαπώ.”
a soft gasp followed from your lips at her last words, they had been what she said to break you from your trance before, however, as you got ready to question her she pulled away with a chaste kiss to your cheek.
“let’s take a look at the paintings next.”
her hips swayed through the exhibits as her faint chuckle disappeared into the sound of her heels tapping against the marble flooring.
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