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Could u maybe give us some Smut from the underworld au,,,, 🐝

happy birthday, emmett! @lesbiancarisi this is part 2 of a fic that isn’t written…ha…part 1 is quippy one liners & longing & feelings, but I figured I’d cut to the chase for you. and someone can request part 1 later if they’re interested!

“Took you long enough,” Nick muttered into Sonny’s mouth.

They were tangled up in each other on Nick’s bed trying to disrobe each other and getting distracted every few moments and stealing kisses instead. It had been a long time since Nick had been under anyone, and longer still since he had felt the touch of someone who knew what he was doing. Sonny’s eyes blazed from beneath mostly closed lids and Nick surged up to capture his mouth in another fierce kiss.

Sonny returned it, but his ferocity was tempered. Nick could tell he was holding back, trying to be the gentle god Nick had gotten to know over the last month instead of the feared ruler of the underworld. It was a wasted effort. Nick wanted Sonny, all of Sonny, and one way or another he was going to get him to stop hesitating.

“Cer—“ Sonny cut himself off and dipped in for another kiss. Nick’s lips were full and pink, the color of cherry blossoms dangling from trees, and he tasted just as sweet. He tried again. “Cerberus, out.”

He half turned to look over his shoulder at the hound that was sprawled out on the floor at the foot of Nick’s bed. The ears on one of his heads twitched, but the hound didn’t respond except to sigh and stretch a back leg. Sonny rolled his eyes and resisted the urge to be properly annoyed. Ever since Nick had arrived he’d followed him around like a puppy, tail wagging and tongues lolling in a terrifying grin. He half tripped Nick half the time, the way he dogged his steps. Sonny would be lying if he said he didn’t understand the appeal himself. Nick was a beacon of light that shone brightly even amongst the flames that Sonny had doubled around his house in an effort to make it more like what Nick was used to. He knew it didn’t really compare, but he tried still.

Nick laughed into his mouth and raked a hand over the back of Sonny’s head as he hooked a leg over his hip. When he rolled his hips up lazily Sonny resumed trying to disentangle him from the swaths of fabric covering his body.

“Cerberus,” Nick repeated in a firm voice. The hound pushed its front feet up into a seat and panted with rapt attention in Nick’s direction. Nick managed to drag his hand away from the back of Sonny’s hand in order to point to the door. “Out!” He didn’t raise his voice, but it was firm and unyielding like the strong stem of a rose bush. The hound whimpered once, but turned and trotted out of the room obediently, much to Sonny’s chagrin.

He groaned again and Nick swallowed it up in another laugh before sealing their mouths. Sonny’s cloak hit the floor and was quickly followed by Nick’s pants. Hands tugged at one another and pale, cool fingers dug into warm, tanned skin as their passions were inflamed with every new layer shed. Sonny’s eyes were electric and Nick could almost feel warmth emanating from them. He pulled back slightly and brought up a hand to trace along the high point of Sonny’s sharp cheek.

“You spoil him,” Sonny accused in a low voice.

Nick smiled and let his head fall back on the pillow under him. He shrugged and watched through half lidded eyes as Sonny began trailing kisses down his chest. “He’s a puppy.”

“He’s older than you,” Sonny replied darkly with a glance up at Nick’s face.

Nick laughed and the lightness of the sound made Sonny smile despite himself. He had been going for firm, but it had been hard to hold that stance as of late.

“He has good taste, then.”

Sonny pressed a cool kiss to Nick’s torso and let his mouth drag down. “He’ll want you to stay.”

Nick cupped the back of Sonny’s head and resisted the urge to roll his hips up. He strained from the effort, but worked to keep his expression soft. “I don’t have any plans to the contrary.”

“You shouldn’t make promises like that to him, he’s not used to anyone coming and then going back up.”

Sonny hid his face against Nick’s hip so he missed the knowing look that crossed Nick’s face. He hauled Sonny back up and pulled him flush with his body, cupping his face in both hands. There was a slight tremor to them and he ignored that in favor of smoothing a thumb over Sonny’s eyebrow.

“I’m not making that promise to him,” Nick replied in a quiet voice.

He searched Sonny’s eyes before leaning up for a gentle kiss. His emphasis of the last word of his sentence wasn’t lost on Sonny and he watched as some of the tension in Sonny’s shoulders melted away. They were still like granite, pale and strong and firm, but now they were rounded in towards Nick rather than holding himself away. Sonny dropped his mouth to Nick’s neck and breathed against his skin.

“When I saw you in the meadow, I wondered how sweet you’d taste,” Sonny murmured. Nick made an inquisitive noise in response. “You looked sunbaked and ripe; full of life. Irresistible.”

Nick’s hand made a strong sweep over Sonny’s back even as he adjusted his lower half to slot in between Sonny’s legs. He felt Sonny’s hardness against the inside of his thigh and he relished the feeling of knowing he was the one responsible for it. It made him feel powerful and the lightest he’d been in weeks.

“Do I taste as good as you imagined?”

Sonny chuckled into Nick’s ear. “Better.” He mouthed at his neck again as if to get another taste as his hand wormed in between the two of them. Sonny stroked Nick once and then twice, pulling a groan out of him and causing his hips to buck. He drew his hand over the head, gathering slickness there before bringing his palm up to his mouth. Nick felt himself leak even more as Sonny licked his palm slowly, being sure to maintain eye contact before his eyes fell shut. “So sweet,” he breathed. “Like honeysuckle.”

Nick spread his legs and urged Sonny between them. “No more teasing,” he pleaded. “I want to feel you.”

Sonny fell forward once more and pressed Nick into the plush bed. There were double the amount of blankets on this one than on Sonny’s and he was caught between the softness and Sonny’s unyielding form. He hitched Nick’s hip up higher and pressed searching fingers along his entrance.

“Take me,” Nick urged. Sonny hesitated so Nick pressed further. “Please.” He peered up at Sonny from beneath his lashes, fully aware of the decadent picture he was painting.

Sonny eyed him once with a flicker of uncertainty across his face. Nick smiled up at him and arched an eyebrow. “I’m no wilting flower. I assure you, I can take it. I want you.”

“You’re ivy,” Sonny teased. “Everywhere and impossible to get rid of.”

Nick smirked. “You’ve never even tried.”

The truth of the statement caught Sonny off guard, so he replied by kissing Nick again as he lined up and pushed inside of him. He swallowed Nick’s moans like wine and bottomed out slowly before beginning a steady, rolling rhythm as the fires in the corner of the room continued to crackle and dance.

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