#nicolas brown and worick arcangelo

[sl33paholics]

Nicolas Brown Valentine's Day Headcanons!

Warning(s): None!

— Celebrating and spending the day with Nicolas is very interesting.

You'd wake up to the smell of breakfast. As you look rub your eyes, you see a plate in front of you with a bouquet of your favorite flowers laying right next to you.

As you look to your right, you see Nicolas sitting on a chair with his head resting on his palm with a small smile on his face.

Thank you. You'd gesture to him as you watched him chuckle, as your hand and fingers intertwined with his. Nicolas would soon move your hand towards his face, giving your back hand a smooch You couldn't help but smile sheepishly.

Since he is deaf, Nicolas would leave little notes or poems around for you to notice and read. Expressing each reason as to why he loves and cherishes you dearly.

Throughout the day, the silence between the two of you is golden. Nicolas doesn't seem like the type of person to do big celebrations. Simply being together and understanding one another is enough without sharing notes.

Nicolas would even take you back to places the two of you went out / first met. A trip down memory lane for the both of you, as the two of you guys get to reminisce the glorious days before making it official.

COOKING. TOGETHER. Words cannot describe how much I see Nicolas enjoying making your favorite meals / snacks. Feeding each other as the once cleaned kitchen is now a mess.

Nicolas would surpise you with some gifts! Gifting you items that could represent or reflect a certain moment in your relationship and possibly the near future between the two of you.

It'd even be a bonus if one of the gifts were handmade. Such as the big heart-shaped floral wreath that he handed over! Now, whenever you pass the door, you can admire the time and effort he put to make it beautiful.

Photo Album! You showed Nicolas all of the photos you took on your camera. Whether at the park, in the crib, or at your dates.

He really loves picnic dates. They're so simple, unlike having to stress yourself for arranging fancy dinners. Why not just go to a park and enjoy the outdoors while eating while displaying affection to the love of your life? Perfection combination.

— During the evening, a pampering session WILL be happening. No questions asked. Cuddling. A massage. Taking a bath together. Playing a game of cards. Anything! It's a good thing to help Nicolas unwind after doing jobs with Worick or the mafia.

Slow dancing. Even though he cannot hear, he can definitely feel the vibrations coming from loudspeakers as the two of you dance in your small shared bedroom.

Nicolas is the type of guy who doesn't seem to stay asleep. He HAS to venture out somewhere just because. It'd be the middle of the night, and he'll wake you up to come join him. At least the two of you get to enjoy an gaze upon the quiet serenity.

Coming back from the midnight stroll, he's instantly cuddling with you. Making sure the covers are shielding the both of you from the cold wind coming from the slightly open window.

Nicolas would kiss your forehead, as a sign of goodnight, watching you drift off to sleep. His arms around you tightening up. Nicolas swore to himself to protect you from any danger coming your way as he slowly fell back asleep. ❤️

[rindoushousewife69]

[rxx2319]

Anime: Gangsta

[gamblersdoll]

RUN A TRAIN, EAT A HEART?

nicolas and worick cant decide on what to do with you, so they fill their stomachs with you.

“what are we gunna do with you?” worick groans, his lips at your neck as his groin grinds against the fat of your thigh. nico had been suckling on your perky nipple, groping the other in the attempt to find some pleasure in pleasing you.

you whine, the stimulation already too much to handle. how could you handle this? and worick was trying his absolute damndest to get a hand in your panties. once he did, the nerves were more than sensitive.

nico wrapped a hand around your throat, squeezing ever so slightly when you moaned. he could feel the vibration in your throat, he knew you were in absolute paradise. he groaned himself, feeling his cock strain against his jeans.

“got an idea.” worick says, sucking on your ear now. “feel like we should be eating that pussy of ‘yers, how bout it?” he grins, pinching your clit. you jumped, causing both to elicit a groan. “yeah, thats what we’ll do.” he said, all the while signing to nicolas what the plan was.

nicolas apparently loved that idea, immediately hurrying to get you out of your cute little lounging shorts. it took no effort, worick spreading your legs wider and enough for two men to get in between them. “comfy?” he asked, his breath fanning over your seepy folds.

you nod sheepishly, a burning feeling in your chest and face. worick shifts his attention to your throbbing clit, looking in awe. “fuck, shes so prettyy baby.” he groans, taking his wet muscle and licking a small stripe. you moaned, head digging back into the pillow.

nicolas had put your leg on his shoulder, pushing himself up more to lick at the inner of your thigh and then to your creamy folds. his hands eventually found your stomach, having no doubt in the fact he had your vocal cords higher than anything.

“feel it, nico?” worick says, groaning and moaning as he then bit your thigh so softly. it causes you to jump, and attempt to push his head. “ah ah, dont you go anywhere.” he chuckles, dominance seeping only just a bit. he pulled you back down, kissing at the bite. “shes loving this shit.”

nicolas nodded, small groans and whines of his throat spilling when he had slid a finger inside, licking at the sensitive fold.

“fuah– shit!” you squeal, trying to pull yourself back. you were yanked back, a growl from nicolas.

“‘top runnin’..” he mumbled, lower of his face glistening. he goes back to paying his attention to your sloppy pussy, ignoring any protests you may have had.

you softly cry in overstimulation, back arching from off the bed and hips gyrating on their faces.

worick chuckled, “you heard the man.” he says, licking on your clit and spreading you open to see your throbbing entrance. you clenched around nothing. “she’s so fucking needy, baby.”

the butterflies in your tummy had grown, exploding once both of them had decided to slide both of their middle fingers in, looking up to you. “yeah, you like that dont you?” worick had said, and nicolas was no better, widely smiling up at you as he winked.

you orgasmed around their fingers, feeling them pressed and squeezed to your pelvic bone through your pussy. they pulled away, both in awe from the translucent sticky cum from your pussy snapping from their fingers. nicolas wasted no time in licking his fingers, then sucking on the entrance to your pussy. he needed to have it all, fuck worick.

you squealed, legs wrapping around nicolas’ head as worick had moved up to hold your oh so sensitive and burning body. “oh poor little baby.” he cooed, rubbing your head as he hushed you through nicolas’ ministrations.

he had his fill, leaning up to kiss you on your forehead and then pinching your nose.

“do you want anything to drink?” he signed, face having no smile or anything, but you can tell he had your cum on his nose, lips, jaw, his lower face.

“white cranberry.” you signed back, nodding a ‘thank you’ when he left.

“did so so good for us, pretty baby.” worick rewarded, holding you to his chest as you sipped the juice. that sip was every fucking thing. nicolas had held your lower, finding comfort in the plush of your hips.

[sleepy-bear-tm]

The Handymen

[yennao]

Hey y’all should join the gangsta discord, aid us in our quest to get Kohske the love she deserves. I would oh so appreciate the company!

[krewekreep]

Y/N x Nicolas: Gangsta Drabble

Drabble From Nov 2016, hope you enjoy. (Cleaning out my notes app 😭)

Nicolas leaned against the wall of an alley; arms crossed and head down with his eyes closed. Anybody who passed and happened to peer his way assessed he was taking a nap. He almost was if it wasn't for his need to be aware of when a certain somebody would pass his way. With two senses off, touch was amplified significantly; he felt the impact of foot against unleveled concrete recognizing the way the boot heel met the ground. He opened his eyes, peering into the open street to see a strand of wavy hair pass his sight before the adjacent building cut his view. He moved himself from his post onto the street watching the body of a girl gallop happily laughing. He watched as her hands were inadvertently touching the kitana tucked in her denim jeans. Today she wore a basic white tee, jeans and brown boots. Her accessories were bandages rolled around both her arms and a dog chain that was backwards lightly hitting her chest. He knew she would find it creepy if she turned to see him following her, she'd berate him with words he couldn't hear about how odd it is to be followed in the middle of the day. But something about seeing her undisturbed, unbothered kept him at a distance. Whenever they were around each other he'd find a way to agitate her: pluck her ear, tug her hair, grab her weapon and run; all ways to get him attention. Childish, he knew but it worked.

She continued on laughing in conversation with a friend gesturing a part of the story with her hands. Her friend he knew from their visits, she was short and mean which Worick was attracted too. Most times he'd attempt to get his girl to chase after to him to not catch second hand embarrassment from Worick flirting. Alex would just laugh advising Worick to leave her alone but he would neglect the advice and continue his flirtatious advances. Nicolas recalled a day where he had run away with her weapon, leaping along rooftops with her not far behind him. She was not as fast as him as he knew his enhanced abilities were to blame but he loved, which took him a while to admit, how she as a human could surpass all normal ability; he had to admit it aroused him beyond belief. This day however, he found the temperature satisfying. Clouds littered the sky, the air was not humid and clingy, it wasn't stark hot. He lowed his pace for her to catch up, he turned and teased her by sticking his tongue out. She returned the gesture and sped up. He laughed deciding to halt immediately in his tracks. She, running full speed, hadn't commanded her body to stop and went right into his body. They collided but Nic had put a firm grip on her shoulders slowing her crash into his frame; in the end he fell to the ground with her chest against his. His breathing hitched as he looked down and saw in her shirt. He covered his eyes and fell back on the roof with a chuckle. She didnt know what was funny and decided to berate him about playing games with her. Her weapon was on the corner of the building much closer to Nicolas but she saw a chance and jumped for her kitana. Quickly, Nic went for the weapon too. He knew he was too far away to reach the weapon but not to reach her so he looped a finger in her belt and pulled her back. She huffed before landing backwards on his lap sideways. She fussed at him again and all he did was recline down with his hands behind his head extended to a relaxed position.

She laid on his chest watching him sign a children's story he memorized as a kid. Informing her about his difficulty to read at a young age. His least favorite story was the ugly duckling because of how he related to it. She told him he wasn't an ugly duckling, blushing she admitted he was pretty cute which made him smile crookedly.  He saw an opportunity to open his personal borders, telling her a bit about his childhood. He told her his love of libraries, how much reading meant to him. He especially loved children's books for the pictures as they assisted in his comprehension of the tale. Half-way through his story telling he quit signing and spoke outwardly. Usually he chose not to as he was unconfident in his speaking voice but she had asked him multiple times to speak freely with her and with constant jeering he eventually did. Short words became phrases that then matured into sentences and conversation. She knew sign language and could understand him fine when he spoke aloud. The sun began to disappear and those hours alone they shared stories with each other, Nic would have never had the courage to and was secretly elated when she grabbed his hand to hold. She wrote her name and other things on his arm with her fingers. She noticed his arms lacked hair but made up for it in veins, they were all over his arms and when he exerted they pulsated which turned her on although she would never confess. By the time they returned Worick had boxes of take out and Alex cooked the remainder of the food. The rest of the night was riddled with light hearted jest and story telling, leading to the eventual departure of who Nicolas considered was his  significant other, even if he hadn't talked to her about it.

Nicolas found himself lost in memories and didnt notice her enter walking towards him. It was all a blur as he ended up falling asleep. It all cleared when somebody hit him on the head with something hard and flat. He focused and saw her in front of him arms raised with an object in her hand. When she removed it from his head she handed it to him to read the cover.  "Wonder by R. J. Palacio" he said aloud. She felt the urge to suddenly kiss him because he looked like a child the way his eyes widened and how slowly he read the title. She knew he was shocked she remembered and had seen his figure disappear into an alley anytime she turned around. His grogginess made him slower than he realized. He looked up at her stunned, mouth agape and she couldn't help but place a kiss to the corner of his mouth. His fatigue combined with his surprise made him a sight to see: his eyes faltered ever so slightly, his jaw looked to be permanently open, and his big calloused hands were wrapped around the book with childlike tenderness. She signed your welcome and he embraced her with one his arms the book touching both their bodies in his other palm. Her friend had leaned herself against a wall out of earshot and out of their space but snuck a glance their way once in a while to capture a glimpse of adorable manifested. Nicolas said, "Thank you." and she smiled beaming at him.

[midnightlee25]

Yandere Reaction: Their darling asking them to pretend to be their partner

Nicolas Brown: 

Doesn’t like the idea at first so he won’t go along with it but if they keep pestering him about it then he will agree to it. However, unlike his darling he won't be pretending at all. This situation will only give him a chance to act on what he's been wanting to do. 

Worick Arcangelo: 

He only goes along with it to show everyone that they are together. Not that he doesn't do that anyways by spreading rumors but now he can show people that it's true.  

[plavi]

Made some GANGSTA. versions! ✨

[ackerbabezzz]

Ik the gangsta fandom is probably hella dead but are there any Nicolex shippers out there?

[wrotebynabiel]

nicolas and worrick.

[shadowed-yet-vibrant]

After re-reading the manga (again), for the first time I’ve realized that we don’t see this tale unfold from Nic’s perspective, despite this manga being about Nic and Worick’s story.

The story is told through various character perspectives. Alex, the stand-in for the reader. Worick, our morally grey protagonist (whose motivations and true feelings aren’t entirely revealed at this juncture). Marco Adriano, Lorietta, the Destroyers, we get glimpses of the story through their eyes as well.

Nic has only a few panels from his perspective, just a small handful, across eight volumes. Most of these are concentrated at the end of volume eight, after Worick purports to break the contract (and even then, it’s mostly through Nina’s eyes). We have so little insight into how Nic feels and how he is truly responding to his world falling apart.

There’s so much we don’t know about Nic because we can only view him through other characters’ perceptions, all of them heavily biased. What’s going on in his mind? How does he truly feel? How would he tell his own story?

We might never know.

[sl33paholics]

Her Tender Touch

Gina Paulklee x black!fem! reader

Warning(s): strap on usage, oral (eating out), teasing, bounding, drunk sex, praise kink

I am so fucking sorry for taking DAYS to post something but GOSH! School had me in a chokehold and I lost motivation for a while but I'm HERE 🗣‼️

The sound of light rain hitting the windows was washed out by the chatter and noise from the bar around her. The loud music was blasting from speakers, and a few of the guys at the tables had gotten into it by now. "The usual?" asked a bartender, who had come over to take their drink orders. It was Friday night. (Y/N)'s favorite day of the week.

"Yes, please," you said, giving him a smile that he returned before walking back behind the bar. You leaned against the counter watching the scene around you as people came in and went out, your attention going towards outside the window before the bartender reappeared and handed you a tall glass filled with yellow creamy liquid that he had just poured for the other customers. He smiled again, "Enjoy."

"Piña Colada, how typical." You'd turn your attention to a tall, short hair, blonde woman huffing a cigarette with a short glass of Mai Tai in front of her. "Gina..." She turned to look at you, taking another drag off her cigarette before glancing away again. "Gina, I wasn't expecting to see you here tonight, or, at all really.'' You took a sip of your own drink and tried not to grimace at its bitterness. You'd always hated pineapple on ice, even though you loved the taste.

It was too fruity and sugary for you. "What brings you here?" You'd asked the woman as she took a sip. Gina shrugged nonchalantly, but there was something about the way she held herself that made you think that maybe there was more than she let on. She glanced around before looking back at you with a soft smile that somehow made her eyes look even brighter than normal. Were you seeing things? "I haven't seen you in...forever, fifteen years?" Gina shook her head, letting out a bitter chuckle. "But then again, why should we stumble across each other when we're both stuck living our miserable lives, huh?" Gina downed her drink in one gulp. "Let's get out of here. I don't feel like being cooped up in this god forsaken place any longer. Drinks at my place." The woman would stand up heading towards the door, watching her walk outside. You quickly paid for both of your drinks before rushing out as you mindlessly trailed behind her.

The walk was quiet. It was so different from the last time you saw Gina, what felt like forever ago. But you still weren’t used to her presence. Not in the same way you had been accustomed to it all those years ago when she was just a friend. Back then, it had been comforting having her close to you. Back then, her company seemed almost necessary to have. Her presence alone could make your life much easier. Now she was just some stranger. One whom you didn’t know anything about. And yet…you couldn’t shake the feeling that she knew you better than you knew yourself.

The two of you made it to her place. The silence was killing you as you followed her to her spacey room. She grabbed a bottle of Cognac from her dresser and began pouring into two shot glasses. “You want some?” She looked up at you as she sat down on the edge of her bed, watching you nod slowly. Her eyes softened, making you wonder if you had imagined it when she smiled faintly at you, “How have you been?” You sighed quietly, slightly fidgetting in your spot. “Well... I'm meeting you after years of no contact, so I guess you can say I'm..kinda scared but excited.” Gina nodded at you in understanding. “And you've got to be pretty fucking terrified of me if you're here, don't you?” She laughed softly. You could sense an undercurrent of bitterness in her voice, but you didn't want to ask for clarification. Gina ploped next to you with the bottle in her hand, her gaze never leaving yours. “Now, no need to be a sad sack, (Y/N), we'll talk over this with drinks, yes?" You nodded numbly, and Gina passed you a shot glass.

You don't remember what had happened between the two of you after drinking those shots of Cognac. All you remembered is your clothes were on the floor and your wrists being tied up to the bed frame, your body raiding the heat you felt from the liquor. Your breathing was heavy as you felt Gina's hands gripping onto your thighs. Her sensual kisses up and down your inner thighs made you shudder. Gina's thumb rubbing your clit in a circle motioned for you to arch your back as she licked her lips. You moaned slightly, feeling your pussy dripping hot wetness on the bedsheets. Removing her thumb and replacing it with her mouth, she gently kissed your clit , making you groan as you felt her tongue flicking at your folds. You whimpered as she lapped at your clit having her tongue roll it around counter-clockwise in circles until you couldn't handle anymore. You were so close. You needed her. You wanted her. You needed to be fucked.

Your mind was in a haze. You weren't sure what was real and what wasn't. But one thing you knew for certain was that Gina Paulklee was going to be the death of you. “Gina, I’m gonna cum,” you gasped, your legs involuntarily tensing. Gina stopped her sucking and pulled away from you, “Not quite yet, love,” she grinned at you, leaning forward, “but soon~” she whispered seductively as she kissed your lips lightly. You watched her walk away to her closet to grab some things, a dazed smile on your face. Gina had never called you 'love', you hadn't expected that, but hearing her call you that made you feel warm inside. You wondered how long you'd have to wait before you could finally feel her again, staring at the ceiling as you watched the room spin slowly around you.

You felt her hands grip your cheeks to turn your face to meet hers, and her lips met yours. Gina kissed you hungrily, her lips were swollen, red, and everything about her made you want to break free from the rope even more. Gina bit your lip hard enough to bruise, and you whimpered in pleasure, feeling your arousal growing with every passing second. Gina pulled away from you, panting. You stared at her, unable to speak, your thoughts racing as you processed everything happening around you.

Gina then climbed on top of you, seeing the size of the strap that was rubbing against your pussy as she smirked, “Do you like this?” She whispered huskily, running her hands along your sides before cupping your ass and pulling your hips towards her, pressing it against herself. "You like the jock harness? You like this? Let me show you how nice and easy it will be once I'm inside of you…" Gina lifted your leg up, forcing it around her waist so she was seated right at the opening. The light-haired blonde woman slowly pushed the tip inside of you , pushing her hips back as you bucked into her.

"Fuck… Gina, please -" You moaned, the familiar warmth pooling in the center of your stomach. "Oh, baby girl, you're mine, aren't you?"

(Y/N) panted heavily, the sheets underneath them damp and tangled with her sweat. You watched as Gina helped you adjust, leaning over to kiss down your chest before resting her chin on your shoulder, "So beautiful... So sexy... keep making those noises, I love your voice." She began to lick and suck on your skin, causing your breath to hitch in anticipation.

Gina thrusted against you causing you to gasp loudly, "Fucking Christ!"

"So good," she purred against your skin. She pressed her breasts against you. You clenched your jaw. "Yes Gina…" You felt her nipples pressing into your chest. "Please."

Surprisingly, she was gentle with you. Considering you're not a virgin and had experience with women, you weren't exactly prepared for such gentleness. You thought she would be rough, but you enjoyed her touch, her lips against your skin, her finger teasing your clit. "Who's my beautiful woman? Mhm~ such a fantastic body..." The only problem was you couldn't seem to stop yourself from moaning as she continued to thrust.

Her movements were beginning to get sloppy, and you could hear the sounds of her breathing quickening. Gina shifted her position on top of you, causing you to moan louder when she pushed herself completely inside of you. "Take it all, baby. I know you can, just like that." A deep guttural sound left your throat as Gina began moving faster and harder against you, thrusting against you with increasing speed.

"Come for me...come for me baby.." You were getting closer to the brink of coming, and it wasn't long before your entire body felt electrified and your mind was blank. "You were incredible," Gina panted, moving her lips up and down your neck, trailing her teeth there. “God..you drive me crazy, you know that?” She growled. “I know.” You replied quietly, watching her undo the rope from your wrists.

Feeling too weak to move, you just laid there looking up at the ceiling and waiting for your heartbeat to come back to normal, which it did a moment later. As the fog in your head cleared, you realized how much time spent just dozing off. "Gina?" (Y/N) looked around the darkened bedroom, finding nothing but darkness. You could barely see her figure laying right next to you. "Go back to sleep." You felt her arms wrapping themselves around your torso, her cheek on your arm.

[shujisprettybabe]

Nicolas Brown, Worick x Fem! reader

tw: implied nfsw towards the end…that’s about it.

A/n: I am so sorry about the person who requested this?? Like a freakin month ago?? I went on deployment🇺🇸🦅???💀 But I hope you enjoy it!! And sorry if they seem a little bit ooc!! If you want something different or better please let me know!!

Worick was no foreigner when it came to Lingerie. In fact, he prided himself on knowing the difference between them and what looked best on not only himself but his clients, although it never stayed on for long.

 But on you? Consider him a new man. Consider him never having seen lingerie a day in his life. Because you. Because you??

He’s flabbergasted. His jaw is dropped and he can't help the way his eyes rake your body, taking in the way the clothing compliments your breast  and completes your figure. He’s like one of those cartoon dog’s, you swear you could see the hearts in his eyes. 

The funny thing is, this is not the first time he’s seen you wear Lingerie. Throughout the few years you’ve been married and even through the years y’all have dated, he’d act a damn fool when you decided to surprise him with the lacy,silk clothing. He’s your biggest supporter and hypeman, can’t help but to feel like the most beautiful woman.

He whistles, a giant smile covering his face while he rises from the bed. His hands reach around your waist and pull you close. “Is it my birthday or is this a reward for good behavior?” He says with a smile that you can't help but match.

“Hmm? Oh this little ole thing? I’m wearing this for me.” You laugh out loud. “ ‘m just changing up my nightgown.” The faux innocence in your eyes has him chuckling. His hands slide down your form slowly before gripping your ass and pulling you even closer.

“Then I approve this new changeup. I’d like to indulge myself in this new change, if you don't mind.” And with that he picks you up. You can’t help the screech that leaves your mouth as he does with such ease. He places you down on the bed before kissing your breath away.

“So I’m guessing that means you like it?” you laugh.

“Oh my pretty wife, more than you’ll ever know.”

Unlike Worick, Nicolas Brown was a silent appreciator. The first time you walked into his room, he was already seated in a chair, his eyes closed and arms crossed. He had just gotten back from one of his job calls and was patiently awaiting the next one.

He noticed someone was in the room but waited till he felt the tap on his shoulder to open his eyes and the sight behold him had his eyes as wide as saucers . 

Not many things could surprise him or at least indicate it on his face.

But goddamn you looked like a goddess standing in front with a timid tilt to your smile. He swallows the lump in his throat and beckons you closer.

Instantly wrapping his hands around your waist and stroking the silky material. You wait patiently for him to finish.

And finally, he looks up. A soft smile decorates his lips and you let out a breath you weren't even aware you were holding as you replicate the same smile on your face.

He lets go of you to sign quickly before placing them back around your waist.

“What’s the occasion?”

“Nothing, just wanted to surprise you. You seemed a little stressed out from work and…I thought this might help.”

He lays his hand on your stomach and lets out a soft hum of appreciation before he’s suddenly up and softly pushing you away.

All for good reason of course. Nicolas Brown was very aware of his handsy and T-shirt stealing (although they both steal other’s clothes) roommate. And because of that, he’s also very aware that Worick does not have the concept of privacy when it comes to barging into other people’s rooms.

So like any sane man, he closes and locks the door before returning back to your beautiful figure.

Nicolas grabs you gently, treating you like you were made of glass before placing soft kisses on your forehead, cheeks, nose and lastly your lips. You both slowly melt into each other’s embrace, his hand slowly gliding up and down your back.

And you finally take a breath of air, his head  on your forehead. He pulls you back to sit on his lap as he signs. “You’re perfect. Thank you, love.””

You can’t help the smug grin that sets place on your face, feeling him underneath you.

“Let’s see how long this actually stays on.”His smirk matches your as he begins to remove his belt.

[osakunt]

worick x reader x nicolas angst to smut if you don't do that then angst to fluff I just need some gangsta material tbh

- MINORS DNI

God I’m so sorry for the long wait 😭 I can’t think of anything angst to smut ……. Here’s just some smut

Nic’s balls clap against your ass while he vigorously trusts into you. The way his curved cock drags inside of you has you on cloud nine. Scraping your insides while you swirl your tongue on Worick’s tip. The precum he leaks makes you want to devour his dick whole.

The stimulation you are going through is something that was a first, definitely a must try again experience .

Your chest rises and falls with every deep breath you take trying to calm your self down.

The man between your legs moves and the blue eyed loud mouth takes over. His dick is much thicker than. Nic’s, filling you up to the brim.

“Let’s get this party started, shall we ?”

Worick can’t hold his excitement anymore. He goes for it without a warning. Nicolas is the next to shove himself into your mouth. You take it. They try to dominate you but you don’t let yourself get thrown under.

You had been submissive ever since this started. You grab his cock and let your mouth do it’s magic while clamping your walls around Worick. At this rate neither had a chance against you.

“Doll, you’re being a little to aggressive”

Nicolas grunts to the blond’s comment, his balls had already tightened on him. It was a matter of time before he tapped out.

Worick was another that was to lose the war against your cunt. Your pussy had him completely drunk - with Nic drained - you pull the gigolo towards you. Your rough kissing pushes him over the edge, spilling himself into you.

[qweaenr]