#suck my dick nathan

[girlfriendline]

postgame: avs @ pens || 7.2.23

[camzeecorner]

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(these are all of my personal favorites!! also this was so fun to make!!)

Matt Sturniolo ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ :･ﾟ𓍯𓂃 𖦹 ₊˚⊹ ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ :･ﾟ𓍯𓂃

overstimulation - you just can’t get enough of Matt and his cock

slip n’ slide - Matt loves how wet he can make you with just his fingers

Favorite gift- Matt knows how much you love plushies so he buys you one, in return you send him a video to show him how much you like it

“More mommy” - Matt craves your titties, he can’t get enough

Oh, yes - Matt loves when you ride him, he could go crazy

Perky - Matt loves how perky your tits gets as his tongue slides and sucks all over them

Boobs guy - you’ve always believed Matt was more an ass guy, so he proves you wrong

Chris Sturniolo ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ :･ﾟ𓍯𓂃 𖦹 ₊˚⊹ ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ :･ﾟ𓍯𓂃

Tease - you love teasing Chris when he’s not with you

Send it - Chris loves your body so much, demanding you send him videos to help him get off

Triple P - Chris loves your pretty pink pussy

Feel that? - Chris wants you to feel every hit, every nerve while he’s side fucking your pussy

Lazy day - there’s nothing better than staying inside with your boyfriend on a slow day, bent over fucked senseless

Meal of the day - Chris doesn’t need food when he has his girl

Reward - Chris loves to reward you after you’ve been a good girl

Nathan Doe ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ :･ﾟ𓍯𓂃 𖦹 ₊˚⊹ ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ :･ﾟ𓍯𓂃 ⋆𐙚₊˚

Better - Nate loves to remind you how he will always be better than everyone when it comes to pleasing you

Bored in bed- Nate loves laying in bed with his fingers pumping in and out of you

Ass cummin - Nate loves your ass so much, he just wants to rub his dick all over it

Help me - being so used to Nate and his touch, you can’t bring yourself to cum so Nate helps you

Pretty girl- Nate loves seeing his pretty girl on camera while he’s ruining her cunt

Sit on it - Nate is tired of waiting he doesn’t care what you’re doing, as long as your bouncing hard on his dick

Take it - Nate loves to punish your little pussy for being a bad girl

Nick Sturniolo 𐙚₊˚⊹ :･ﾟ𓍯𓂃 𖦹 ₊˚⊹ ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ :･ﾟ𓍯𓂃

Can’t get enough - Nick loves sucking cock, this benefiting the both of you

Reactions - You love showing Nick how much he affects your body

Slide thru- You teasingly tell Nick to come over knowing you just wanted to fuck him hard

Switch - Nick might be a bottom at heart but he’ll never turn down the opportunity to show you who you belong to

Sneaky view - even though you were on live with Nick and his brothers you couldn’t help but get turned on by how good Nick looked, so you sent him a sneaky video

Break it - Nick makes a joke about his back pain claiming he needed someone to ‘break his back in’ so you make it happen

All mine- Nick thinks you’re ashamed and embarrassed of him, so you show him how much you love him

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[matthewswifeee]

No Nut November

In which Matt and Chris make a bet to see who can go longer during no nut November, but little does Matt know he would lose pretty quickly. . . .

"No I'm not doing it, its stupid" Matt shouts at Chris. "Because you know you wont win" Chris says taunting him as a way of getting Matt to give in. It works every single time and he knows it. "You know what, fine" Matt says shaking Chris' hand meaning that their $200 bet is now on the line. "You two are idiots" I say shaking my head at the dumb bet they just made with Ayla, Chris' girlfriend, agreeing with me.

Later that night Matt and Nick went out to pick up food for all of us. "I have a proposition for you" Chris says sitting next to me on the sofa in their living area. "Oh god" I respond turning my attention toward him. "I need you to get Matt to lose" he pleads. "And what do I get out of this" I question. "Uhh, I'll give you half the money" he says and I take him up on that offer knowing that he just wants to prove his point that Matt will lose.

After Nick and Matt get back with the food we all eat dinner together before Nick, Chris and Ayla all leave the house to go to some party with Matt and I deciding to stay behind. Me and Matt are sitting in the podcast studio while he's telling me about their new podcast that is coming out tomorrow with their bestfriend Nathan from back home.

"Matt" I say cutting off what he was saying and he stops. "You look so hot right now" I say and he smiles at me. I crawl onto his lap and he places his hands on my hips. "I love you" he says planting a few kisses on my lips. "I love you" I say back as I press my forehead against his. We eventually find ourselves in a heated make out session with my hips grinding against his when all the sudden he stops.

"Baby we can't" Matt says holding my hips in place to stop me. "I don't care about your stupid bet" I say whining at him and I see him bite his lower lip. "Pleeease daddy" I say knowing that will help get him all riled up as I feel him loosen the grip on my waist. He lifts me up putting me on the table as he stands between my legs, smashing his lips back on to mine as he rubs me through my pajama pants. "You better be a good girl and make this worth it" he whispers in my ear.

"Eat my pussy" I beg as he pulls my pants down. "No panties tonight" he says smirking which just makes the heat between my legs grown. He starts off my kissing his way up my thighs until he reaches my core. "I need it now" I whine at him and he starts immediately barring his face in to my dripping core. He grabs my inner thighs and pushes my legs open as I feel the cold air touch my wet pussy. "All this and I didnt even do anything yet" Matt says teasing me as he just looks at me. "Matt please... I need you" I say basically begging him to touch me. My hands find their way to his messy dark brow hair as I get closer and closer to finishing making my legs buckle as he moves his hands to hold my legs open. I moan loudly and pull on his hair hard which just fuels him even more.  I pull on his hair harder and harder. "Good girl" Matt says looking up at me and smiling with my juices literally dripping down his chin. It was unreal how fast this man can make me cum.

"You taste so good sweetheart" Matt says coming up to kiss me making me smile. I then start to suck on his neck leaving dark spots all over. "Fuck I need to be inside of you right now" he grunts as I feel his fingertips digging into the skin on my waist. I help him kick off his pajama pants along with his boxers then we start making out again as I feel him rubbing his tip against my soaking wet pussy.

Matt gently pulls away and his eyes move to the space between us as mine do the same watching him slide into me as we both gasp from the sensational feeling. "Mm fuck" he moans as he continues to thrust in and out of me at a steady pace making me a loud moaning mess as well. "I love watching how good you take my dick baby girl" Matt says with a breathy moan as he rests his sweaty forehead against mine staring into my soul.

I dig my finger nails into his back feeling myself about to release but trying to hold back a little longer for Matt. "I-im go-gonna cum" I moan barely being able to get the words out. "Come on sweet girl, cum for me" Matt moans as he starts to use one of his hands to play with my clit making me finish almost immediately. "Good girl" Matt says before pulling out of me and I quickly get on my knees taking him in my mouth. He thrusts in and out of my mouth at a fast pace and grips my hair pushing himself further down my throat as I feel the warm salty liquid coat my mouth. "Swallow" Matt says tilting my head back and I do as he says. He then helps me to my feet, both out of breath and kisses me before pulling me close to him.

"I love you baby" he says holding me. "I love you more" I say wrapping my arms around him as he lifts me up and wraps my legs around his torso. "I was gonna fuck you tonight anyways" Matt says making my jaw drop a little. "Chris told me to make sure you lost" I say making him laugh and shake his head.

[daddyslilchickenfingers2]

Slutmas Day 5

Double Stuffed (Matt+Nate)

Request: No (I actually hate this so much so please be nice, I know it sucks)

Warnings: Double vaginal penetration, fwb!Nate, use of marijuana, use of ma/mamas, voyeurism if you squint, slight daddy kink, boys kissing (just to please y/n) lmk if I missed any

“You think you can take two dicks?” “We’re both dying to be inside you”

Group Chat

Homies 😮‍💨

Matt🪼

i’m bored, wanna hang out?

Y/n🪩

i’m down

i just got back from the dispo, do you guys wanna come over and smoke?

Chris🍊

you guys choose the one day i’m fucking busy

Nate🎱

oh i’m for sure coming

Nick🦜

as much as i’d love to go, i already made plans with madi 🥺

i’ll be there in spirit tho 😙

Matt🪼

bet! let me get changed n pick nate up then we’ll be there

Y/n🪩

be fast

Nate🎱

don’t be impatient

Real Life

Nate’s pov

I was so happy that Y/n invited us over after Matt said he was bored. I got even happier when she told us she just got weed. We haven’t hung out in like two weeks too so we’re also gonna catch up a bit. I grabbed my phone and put my shoes on before waiting on Matt, once he was finished getting ready, he picked me up and we started driving. “Hey Nate, can I lowkey confess something?” Matt asked me in a serious tone as he drove.

“Yeah of course man, what’s up?” I responded, “I- uh I don’t know how to say it without it being weird but I feel like whenever we smoke with Y/n/n…” he trailed off, trying to think of better wording. Matt just blurted out “…all I can ever think about is all the different ways I know I could make her cum. You know, like I think about is how many times I could make her cum by doing a specific thing” I laughed at Matt’s dramatic sigh at the end.

“Dude… now you’re gonna have ME thinking about that shit all night! Now that you mention it though, I have had dreams about making her cum and would love to see how many times I could make it happen!” I joked back. “We’re bad friends bro! Let’s try not to do that all night, and don’t look at me with your stupid little obvious faces” he chuckled as we pulled into Y/n’s driveway. Immediately, we were greeted by Y/n, she looked so cute in her shorts, and tank top with her messy bun/clip.

“Matty! Nathan!” she yelled while opening the front door, she knows how much Matt hate being called that, and that’s why she does it. We went into her house and got comfy around the coffee table, “Here” Y/n gesture towards the table. “I just got my nails done so one of you has to roll” she giggled as she jumped into the blanket on the couch.

3rd person pov

The boys laughed at their friend before they sat in front of the table and rolled three joints each. “Scoot over I want some blanket!” Matt yelled, nudging his best friend so she’d move. “Oww, you boney fuck! No kisses for you tonight!” she jokingly said back as Matt dug his elbow into her ribs. Eventually, all three of us took and lit a joint, nobody really saying anything until their first one was gone.

“Can I take my shirt off? It’s not hot, I just wanna be more comfortable” Matt asked, “Can I take my pants off? I wanna be more comfy too” Nate added with a pout. “You know you guys don’t have to ask to do things, right?” Y/n/n laughed at her two friends as they stood up to remove their clothing. “Yeah I know, but I didn’t want to just randomly stand up and pull my pants off in front of you” Nate laughed, “Oh, if I wanted to be more comfortable, I’d just take off my pants or shirt i don’t give a fuck” she laughed back while standing up.

Y/n’s pov

As I got up to go plug my phone in, Nate harshly slapped my ass, giving it a quick squeeze, “We know. Just look at that outfit… you look like a hoe!” Nate said in a fake serious tone, causing us all to laugh. I sat back down while rolling my eyes as I handed the boys their second joint, which we quickly started smoking. “Yeah Y/n/n, you always wear slutty outfits around us. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you like us seeing your body” Matt smirked at Nate, on my other side.

“Shut up, I do not! I just find my body sexy and like to show it off. Stop acting like you’re not a literal sex icon” I shoved Matt. Nate pulled me closer to him, immediately messing with Matt, you see, the thing is that Nate and I have been hooking up for a little over a year. Meaning we’re friends with benefits, which explains why we’re always so touchy. Nate placed one of his hands on my inner thigh near my pussy, lightly teasing my clit trough the layers of clothes.

Once we finished our second joints, Matt seems to finally notice Nate’s hand, which had now moved my shorts and panties to the side. At this point, Nate was now full-on rubbing my bare clit, I was so high right now that I honestly didn’t give a fuck that Matt was right there. Anyways, Matt saw Nate’s hand when he turned to look at me, the room now being silent since the movie we were watching ended.

3rd Person pov

Nate was just mindlessly scrolling through his phone until his brother spoke. “Oh my god- Nate!!” he gasped, “Huh?” the younger asked, unamused by Matt’s outburst. “Dude, why are rubbing Y/n’s clit!? And why in front of me!?” Matt yelled, confused and completely unaware of the conversation the other two had a week prior.

•FLASHBACK STARTS•

3rd Person pov

Nate and Y/n were making out after he ate her out, slightly dirty talking in between kisses. Wanting to tease Nate a bit, Y/n pulled away to start speaking, lightly cupping the side of his face. “I wish you would grow a beard like Matt, he looks so hot when he doesn’t shave” she pouted.

This made Nate get slightly more possessive, clenching his jaw in jealousy. “Oh, so you wanna fuck him now too? Fucking whore!” Nate groaned. “I just wanna know how his beard would feel between my legs” the older girl pouted, resulting in Nate slamming into her.

Y/n wasn’t ready so it kind of hurt, but that pain quickly turned into pleasure as Nate continued to roughy thrust into her. “Such a whore! You want us both to fucking destroy you, huh? Maybe I’ll make it happen for you one day, babe” he teased. “Please!” she cried out, knowing Nate was definitely gonna have his fun with her now that he’s jealous.

•FLASHBACK ENDS•

Real Life

Matt’s pov

Seeing Y/n’s wet pussy cover my best friends fingers with her slick was so fucking hot. Neither of them noticed me looking so I just watched as his two fingers glide through her fold before I decided to speak up. “Oh my god- Nate!?” I yelled in fake confusion as if I wasn’t just watching him. Nate gave back a small “Huh?” without looking up from his phone, so I decided to be a bit more dramatic with my reaction.

“Dude, why are you rubbing y/n’s clit!? And why in front of me!?” I gasped like I was shocked. Y/n didn’t say anything and just looked directly up at Nathan, pink lightly brushing across her cheeks. “Because it’s what I always do when I smoke with just Y/n/n and she likes it. Figured you wouldn’t mind based off what you said on the way over” he shrugged, lowkey putting our conversation on blast.

That kinda put me in my place, making my eyes go wide, “Oh- um well, uh… continue doing your thing then I guess” I nervously stuttered out before my phone went off and was confused to see Nate’s contact messaging me.

iMessages

Nate🎱

you can go ahead and touch her, i know you want to

swap your fingers out for mine and welder how long it takes her to realize

Matt🪼

are you crazy!?

i’m not gonna touch y/n with her permission!

Nate🎱

oh trust me matthew, you have her permission

god she wants to fuck you so bad, even tells me about it when were having sex

always asking me to grow a beard so she can pretend i’m you when i eat her out

Matt🪼

stfu dude you’re lying

just because you say that doesn’t mean she actually said it and it’s true

Nate🎱

yeah yeah just watch this

Real life

Matt’s pov

I turned off my phone and looked over at Nate with a confused face. Well at least that was until he smirked at me and texted someone else, which I’m assuming was Y/n because two seconds later her phone went off. I saw her read the message and smile, “Will you guys roll 3 more joints and a blunt for us to share please?” she asked, looking directly at me with puppy dog eyes.

Obviously I wasn’t gonna say no because it’s been a few hours and we’re starting to lose our high. “Only because you asked so nicely” he joked, looking at me for my answer, I lowkey was distracted by his fingers sliding up and down Y/n’s wet cunt. “Huh? Oh, yeah I’ll roll for you” I said when I realized I was staring, that’s when the bizarre thing was said.

Nate pulled his fingers out of our best friend, fixing her panties so she could sit up normally but instead of licking his fingers clean himself, they were shoved in my face before he said something bizarre. “C’mon Matty, clean my fingers for me, I’m sure Y/n would love to watch you get a little taste of her” he said as he winked at Y/n. I felt myself blushing and I was starting to get slightly hard from the way Y/n’s innocent y/e/c looked up at me.

I pushed my nerves and anxiety to the side before speaking, “If that’s what the princess wants, then it’s done” I smirked at them. I grabbed my best friend’s wrist and brought his fingers to my mouth, sucking them clean before pulling off with a pop. They both sat this in awe, completely slack jawed and wide eyed. I let out a chuckle as I stood up and moved to the coffee table to start rolling.

Nate’s pov

I was honestly just fucking with Matt when I told him to clean my fingers of Y/n’s slick, but when he actually did it, we were shocked. I knew Y/n was probably dripping at this point, and that made me so much harder. Matt and I were definitely going to have our way with her tonight, I can already tell. We rolled the joints and blunt before smoking them fairly fast, now completely high off our asses.

“Do ya wanna play a game with me and Matt?” I asked Y/n who was nearly drooling looking at him. “What kinda game?” she innocently questioned, “A game of letting us make you cum” I smirked as I looked at Matt. A smirk also grew on his face as I said this, leaving Y/n shell shocked.

Y/n’s pov

I was so turned on after hearing those words come out of Nate’s mouth and beyond excited for this. “Yes, absolutely! Can Matt give me head first, please!?” I looked over at Matt, not caring how pathetic I sounded. “Of course princess, I’m gonna make that little fantasy of yours a reality” Matt winked at me as he stood up. “Cmon pretty lady, let’s go to your room” Nate added with a smirk as we all ascended up the stairs to my room.

We all quickly stripped down to our underwear, “Lay down, I’m dying to taste you!” Matt growled as he pushed me towards my bed. Nate sat next to me and watched as Matt hovered over me, capturing my lips in a heated kiss before kissing down my body. Once he reached my panties, he looked up at me, “Are you sure you’re okay with this? Because once I get a taste of you, I won’t be able to stop” he asked.

Matt’s pov

“Please Matt” Y/n whined, giving me consent to eat her out. I wasted no time in pulling her panties off and running my fingers through her wet folds before moving my lips to her clit. “Mhm, taste so good mama” I hummed against her core while I slowly stuck two fingers in her as Nate started to kiss her neck. “C’mon Y/n/n, tell Matt how good he’s making you feel, stop holding your moans back” “Yeah, let me hear those pretty noises” I mumbled against her again.

The vibrations caused Y/n to let out a whiny moan, her fingers lacing themselves through my hair, slightly tugging it. Nate started kissing her neck while I continued to eat her out, whining when I felt the loss of one of her hands pulling my hair, but quickly smiling when Y/n let out a loud moan and moved her other hand to Nates hair. “Fuck! Matt, I’m— I’m gonna cum! Can I please cum? Please!?” she begged.

“Cum all over my face like a slut” with that being said, Y/n let go and came, her sweet juices immediately being licked up by me. “Such a good girl for Matt, but now it’s my turn to make ya feel good mama” Nate said as we switched spots, he almost immediately thrusting two fingers into her. “M-Matt, kiss me please!” Y/n whined as Nate was sucking on her boobs.

Y/n’s pov

Matt was fucking amazing at giving head but Nate was equally as amazing with his fingers, almost immediately adding a third one in to stretch me out. I asked Matt to kiss me a god was I glad I did because he’s an amazing kisser. Nate was sucking hickies into my boobs as Matt started kissing down my neck, also leaving hickies, making this moment so much hotter.

“Nate-Nate I’m gonna cum again!” I cried out, “Baby you know that’s not my name” he replied back with a cocky smirk. “S-Sorry daddy, can I please cum!?” “Go ahead, be a slut and make a mess on my fingers” he basically growled out, causing me to let out a high pitched moan as I came all over his fingers. Nate immediately pulled away, licking his fingers clean and whispering something to Matt.

Nate’s pov

I had a brilliant idea while I was fingering Y/n, watching both Matt and I marking her up made me think of something. “Matt, bro, how do you feel about double vaginal penetration, you down if she’s down? I know you want to fuck her as badly as I do right now” I whisper to him. “Fuck, that sounds hot as shit, I’m so fucking down” “Ight bet, just follow my lead and talk seductively” he nodded in agreement.

“Can we ask ya somethin sweetheart?” I questioned, gently moving hair out of her face and proceeded once she nodded. “You think you can take two dicks?” “We’re both dying to be inside you” we said, which caused Y/n’s eyes to go wide. “Oh god, yes please! I wanna try it!” she whined, causing both of us to smirk at each other. “Such a good girl. Nate, go get some lube, yeah?” I simply nodded and walked over to her dresser.

3rd person pov

Nathan returned with the lube and handed it to Matt, “You get the honors of stickin yo dick in her first” he grinned at the older boy. Matt lubed up his cock before making sure Y/n was still okay with this, “If you do put your fucking dick in my right now Matthew, you’ll never get the chance again” she threatened. That’s all it took for Matt to slide into her, both groaning at the feeling.

“O-Okay, I’m ready for Nate too” she whined after a few thrusts from Matt, the younger boy lubed up his dick, also squirting some lube onto her pussy as Matt pulled out so only his tip was in. “We’re gonna have to spread your legs pretty wide okay princess?” the oldest of the three said, moving Y/n’s right leg over his left shoulder. “This might hurt a lot, so just tell us if you wanna stop okay?” Nate said soothingly as he started to push his tip in with Matts.

Nathan moved her left leg to be over his right shoulder, the opposite of Matts position. “Fuck! C-Can you push in all the way daddy?” Y/n whined, hoping Nate would push all the way in. “Matt too or just me?” “Both!” the boys exchanged a look before pushing all the way in? cause some tears to fall down the poor girls face.

“Too much baby? Do you want us to stop?” “N-No keep going I-I’ll get used to it. Please I want this so bad” it took a few thrusts for her to get used to the feeling and for the boys to get in sync with their thrusts. “Goddamn this feels good, so fucking tight for us mamas” “So full— faster please” Y/n/n begged as she balled up the sheets in her fist.

“Shit! Not t-to be weird or anything but I really like the way this feels. Never thought I’d like the feeling of another mans cock against mine but damn” “Not weird I was thinking the same thing” the two boys looked at each other for a second. “Please kiss! Holy fuck I’m so close, I just need a bit more! I feel you both twitching inside of m-“ she cut herself off with a loud moan as they sped up a little bit.

“Fuck it, let’s give the pretty girl what she wants” Nate looked at Matt with a smile, “You’re right, fuck it” he agreed before the younger smashed their lips together. The two started making out while continuing their abuse on Y/n’s pussy, “Fuck, fuck! Oh my god that’s so hot! Holy shit I’m gonna cum, oh fuck please fill me up!” the girl cried.

The two best friends pulled away from each other, laughing before going faster and harder. This resulted in a pornographic scream of pleasure from the girl below as she not only came, but squirted all over the two boys thighs. “Fuck I’m gonna cum too! Shit!” Matt shoulted as he shot his load inside her, Nate quickly doing the same before they both pulled out.

“Jesus Christ, that was fucking amazing” Nate blurted out as both he and Matt collapsed of each side of Y/n. “You okay sweetheart? Can we get you anything?” Matt asked sweetly, looking at Y/n to make sure she was good. “I— just can we uh cuddle naked and go to sleep? I’m spent” she whimpered. “Of course, we’ll clean up in the morning” Nate smiled as they all got under the covers, both boys cuddling into Y/n for the rest of the night.

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[deareststurns]

'LOVE & CHAOS' - NATHAN DOE

☆ pairing. Nathan Doe × SLS! Reader (sturniolos little sister)

☆ summary. In which SLS sneaks her boyfriend in, not knowing her brothers are right downstairs.

☆ requested. yes, on my old account.

☆ warnings. Smut, established relationship, getting caught (somewhat?), P in V, soft sex, soft dom! nate, titty sucking, mentions of oral (fem! receiving), classic missionary, slight marking, praise, kissing, orgasm denial. (i think that’s it)

☆ word count. 2.2k

☆ A/N. i’m a sucker for soft sex

other, melding two into one.

As he moves rhythmically, you moan against his lips. Your hands explore every inch of Nate's body, occasionally tugging at his hair when he hits the right spot. You don’t know how long it’s been, consumed by the pleasure he's giving you.

You guys are wet and sticky, making the bed feel damp but you don't care all you can focus on is reaching your orgasm. The bed is banging against the wall and the beds shaking. Arousal coats yours and his thighs, coating you more and more the longer he thrusts into you. It’s not a rough pace, but a fast and sensual one showing you love as he does so.

Your legs are wrapped around his waist while he moves within you. His lips hover over yours, giving you occasional kisses and murmuring praises against your lips the longer he drives into you.

"Nate," you pant. He moves his head down and gives a lick to the sweet spot on your neck, making you shiver in pleasure.

"You're so pretty, baby. You take this dick like such a good girl," he mumbles against your neck, making you whine out.

Your hands grip his hair wanting his lips on yours once more, loving the sensation of the puffy lips against your swollen red ones.

He brings his lips to yours, tongue diving into your mouth, making you moan at the faint taste of your pussy that he ate beforehand.

The kiss is sloppy, making saliva roll down your face onto the pillow that your head rests on. Your body starts to slightly shiver out of the feeling of the knot in your stomach beginning to form.

Feeling you clench around him, knowing you’re close he starts to slow down to drag it out.

“Nathan.” you groan out in frustration as the knot that was once there begins to fade.

“i’m sorry baby, I want to take in as much of this pussy as I can, can’t have you cumming already.” He breathes out against your lips bringing his hand down to your breast, giving each nipple a peck, causing you to lean your head back against the pillows letting out a loud moan at the tease.

He takes a nipple into his mouth sucking on it, as he removes one of his hands from your waist and brings it down to where your bodies are connected, to your bundle of nerves rubbing slow circles on your clit, causing you to arch up against him.

Your vision starts to become blurry, and your body starts to shake. Your pussy is so tight around Nate’s dick that he winces against your left nipple.

You start to softly whine at the feeling of your orgasm start to approach, you’re clenching hard around Nate’s dick so hard you can feel the veins rubbing against your walls, legs starting to shake violently around his waist.

He moves his head closer to your ear, his puffy lips grazing your ear, he nibbles on it as he starts to drive into you faster.

The occasional headboard thump against the wall now being consistent. His thrust starts to get so fast your tits bounce up and down as he starts to bring your orgasm closer. Your soft whines now turn into loud moans that fill the room. All that could be heard is the filthy sounds coming from both of your mouths, the sound of his hips slapping against your ass at each thrust, and the headboard banging against the wall.

The sounds are filthy, but it just drives each of you closer and closer to your orgasm.

You arch up against him, eyes starting to rolling the back of your head, and saliva dripping down your mouth.

He whispers in your ear, “Cum baby I'm right there with you.”

At the sound of approval, it triggers your orgasm. “I'm cu-cumming.” you whine out. Your body shakes violently, white dots filling your vision with a you can do is moan out.

With the feeling of your pussy convulsing against him it triggers his.

His movements halter for a moment, spurts of cum sputtering against the walls of your pussy, him groaning and panting against your ear as he chases your orgasm. He starts to move, fucking you both through your orgasms. Moving up and kissing you before pulling out of you and flopping right beside you.

Still out of breath panting up at the ceiling from the fantastic feeling of the orgasm you both just had.

You lay your head on his chest, your bodies still sweaty and sticky. He wraps his arms around your body giving you a kiss on your forehead.

“I love you so much,” he says looking up at the ceiling.

“I love you too, Nate,” you say with a huge grin on your face.

Sitting there in silence, just taking in the moment of laying there with your boyfriend, soaking up the love in the air and the skin-to-skin contact.

Nathan breaks the silence with a grumble coming from his stomach, “Come on baby let’s go get some food.” he says with a laugh.

You both get up to get clothes on, cum still seeping down your leg, you didn’t care you like the feeling of the warm mess.

you look in the mirror, your hair is disheveled, and you have some slight hickeys coated on your neck and collar bone.

“Damn Nate I look a mess,” you say running your hands through your tangled-up hair.

“No, you don't baby you look beautiful all fucked out.” He says putting on sweatpants and throwing you his shirt.

“Oh shut up Nathan,” you say annoyed, putting his shirt over your head and some sweatpants, not even bothering to put panties on.

You both start to head downstairs, your legs a bit shaky still.

When you get to the bottom of the stairs you see your three brothers in the living room. Nick looking disgusted, and Chris and Matt laughing so hard they almost can’t breathe.

“Didn’t know you guys were gonna be home so early.” You say heading towards the fridge.

“And we didn’t know you’d sneak your boyfriend over to have sex,” Chris says laughing even harder, causing Matt to laugh even harder too, and Nick to gag from being reminded.

TAG LIST: @vingetsmewetter, @hysteria-things, @sturns4lifee

[hysteria-things]

sub!nate who will be on top but still beg you to cum, and ask you to tell him how good he’s doing

sub!nate who loves for you to suck his dick and will beg for you to keep going even when it hurts

sub!nate who just wants to make you cum, even when he’s so so overstimulated he will buck his hips up into you over and over with tears in his eyes and whimper in your ear

sub!nate who cums over and over to pictures of you when you aren’t home, and gets so nervous when you ask him what he did while you were gone

“oh fuck, jesus- oh my i- can’t”

“what do you need baby”

“need- need to cum, need it so so bad please please please let me cum”

“just a little longer yeah?”

“i- i can’t! please please”

*his legs are shaking under you while you ride him, he just wants to cum*

“i- oh fuck, shit!”

“nathan.”

“i’m sorry, im so sorry”

“it’s okay baby, you did so so good”

-🫀

MY PUSSY’S ON LIFE SUPPORT

[minispidey]

what's oral like with nathan bateman???

ORAL.

Nathan Bateman x f!reader

Author's Note: ty for requesting bestie! requests are still open so don't be shy 🙈 i cant think of a title so here.

Warnings: oral sex m!receiving and f!receiving, dirty talk, deep throat, not beta read and probably wrong grammar (english's not my first language)

Nathan positioned himself, his cock standing proudly before you as you knelt down on both knees.

This fucking dick.

"Take it." Nathan commanded, his voice a low growl "Wrap those pretty lips around my cock and show me just how much you crave it. Surrender to the pleasure of serving your God."

I mean everyone knows he has a God complex. Why not during sex too?

You obediently took his cock into your mouth, your tongue swirling around the tip as you eagerly sucked the daylights out of him.

Nathan's groans of pleasure mixed with your own muffled sounds, creating a symphony of lust and satisfaction. The room was filled with the intoxicating scent of sex, the wet sounds of your mouth sliding along his length, and the primal echoes of pleasure.

With each stroke of your mouth, Nathan's pleasure intensified, his hips subtly rocking against the sensations you were providing. You continued to worship him, taking him deeper, allowing him to guide your movements with his hands in your hair.

"You feel so fucking good, sweetheart," he murmurs "Your throat is so fucking warm, makes me wanna use it. Want me to use you as a personal fleshlight, huh? Feels just like your pussy." Nathan groans as you responded by humming around his cock.

"Take me deeper, baby. Let me use your throat like the perfect fucktoy." he squeezed your throat "You feel that? My cock's down there. Taking me like a champ."

He releases into your throat, his hand on the back of your head pushed you down further. His warm cum immediately went down your stomach. When he pulls out, your throat felt empty. It was like your throat made a perfect mold of his cock.

Nathan chuckles, helping you up and carrying you over to the bed "You were incredible, love. So fucking amazing."

"I think I need tea..." your voice croaked.

Nathan positioned himself between your legs, his hands gently parting them to grant him access to your most sensitive area. He lowered his head, his warm breath ghosting over your folds.

Nathan wasted no time diving into your pussy, licking and sucking your clit. His tongue wiggled in to ender your warm cavern, tasting you. You suddenly close your legs with his head still in between, surprising him a bit as you moaned out in pleasure.

"Nathan!" you squealed.

Nathan didn't mind. Your soft thighs felt amazing between his head, driving him crazy. Even his beard added more to the pleasure.

As he delved deeper, his tongue diving into your core, Nathan kept his eyes on you. He relished in the sight of you unraveling beneath his touch, your body arching and writhing with pleasure.

The room filled with the sounds of your moans and gasps, mingling with the wet sounds of his mouth on you. His focus was solely on your pleasure, his every movement calculated to drive you closer to the edge.

And just as you were on the edge of release, Nathan intensified his movements, his tongue flicking and lapping even faster. He wanted to push you over the edge, to watch you fall apart in his arms.

With a final, well-placed flick of his tongue, Nathan sent you spiraling into ecstasy. Your body convulsed with pleasure, waves of pleasure crashing through you as you rode out your climax. He continued to lap at your sensitive flesh, prolonging your pleasure until you were left breathless and trembling.

Nathan looks up at you, your sweet release was on his lips and beard.

As you slowly came down from the high, Nathan crawled up your body, his lips finding yours in a passionate kiss. You could taste the remnants of your pleasure on his lips.

"You're too good to me..."

[romana-after-dark]

Pushing Buttons

Darkish!Nathan Bateman x fem!reader

Masterlist : Taglist

Summary: You purposefully piss Nathan off just to get used and degraded.

Warnings and Content: Hate fucking, everything is consenual but it not really what a good dom/sub dynamic should look like hence it being in the dark blog. Rough sex, spitting, lots of talk of sweat and spit. Foot fetish, Nathan is face stomping, which means he's got his foot on readers face, and the heel goes in her mouth at one point. I refuse to write literal non con on here and feel embarrassed for a foot fetish okay. LOTS OF DEGRADING TALK, like, seriously degrading. Only a little bit of aftercare and it's not an established part of their dynamic. Mentions of ass eating. Nathan and reader just being gross.

A/N: This is not the Dark!nathan I was talking about ealier but this was kinda a warm up to get a little more of a hold of his character. I may have to watch the movie again to get a feel for his mannerism. Or maybe I should write him drunk. Anyway. This came about after a convo with @hon3yboy and she encouraged me to write this after sharing hony thots about foot on face lol. Gonna take a quick sec and promo her, everyone should check out her Werewolf!Marc series

800 Words

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You’d done it on purpose, honestly. You’d pissed Nathan off intentionally after he’d been ignoring you all day. 

He was supposed to spend the day with you, take you hiking and fuck you in some steamy spring, but instead he had spent all day in his office coding. You tried to hang out in the office with him, to get him to remember his promise but instead you just got mad when you took a peek at his coding. You didn’t understand much about coding, but you looked at his notes and figured it out.

“You’re programming her to blow you?!?!?!”

This erupted in a big fight, Nathan insisting he wasn’t programming his AI to blow him, but to suck dick in general. You didn’t believe him, or maybe you did but you were too mad to think clearly, and ripped his computer off his desk and threw it on the floor.

That’s how you ended up here, tossed on the couch like a rag doll and molded into every position Nathan wants as he hate fucked you. At the moment, he had you on your knees and braced up against the arm rest as he knelt. With his fingers in your mouth, you gagged up spit that he smeared all over your face, rubbing your eye make up on your skin.

“Open.” Nathan order, and you vaguely open your eyes and mouth to accept the glob of spit that he didn’t even try to aim on your face.

“Dirty fucking whore, always trying to piss me off just so she can get abused.” Without a doubt, that’s what you did, but you fucking loved it. Sure, this wasn’t the perfect relationship, but it wasn’t really much of a relationship. You weren’t his girlfriend. You were just here. And although it was never meant to last long, you enjoyed the chaos.

Nathan pulled out, and before you could think much on it, he grabbed your hips and pulled you back before shoving your face into the couch and adjusting his own position. Standing on the couch cushion now, Nathan steadies himself by twisting one of your arms behind your back and putting the other one on the backrest for stability.

His right foot was planted directly on your face.

Nathan Bateman was barefoot most of the time. Living in a home with heated floors, he liked to “Let them bad boys breathe” It was his same justification for sleeping naked. 

Planting his foot on your face was a new level of degradation as he fucked you, his words bringing you closer and closer to orgasm. 

“Pathetic, dirty bitch, letting me step on your face, letting me shove your face in my ass.” Nathan panted over you. He was fit, but the activities you both engaged in always made him breathless, his sweat dripping down from his hairless head and onto your face. You tasted the salt, moaning as your cunt clenched around his massive length. 

Nathan laughed a cruel, mocking laugh. “That turns you on? You’re fucking disgusting, you’re so pathetic, I should just- ohhhhfuckohfuck- I should just cum inside and got let you get off, leave you rutting against the couch like a bitch in heat.” Nathan filled you up over and over again, each thrust inward making his sweaty foot shove you into the cushion. “You're desperate enough, bet I could make you hum anything just to get off. God, sofuckingtight! Shit!” His grunts grow louder, his hips more frantic and you know he’s close, and so are you.

“Bet you’re the kind of girl I could fuck right up against a dumpster, just shove your face against the filth so I don’t have to look at your fucking face-”

That did it. “NATHAN!” You scream as you cum all around him, mouth wide open so his sweaty foot slide down enough you can taste him, but you don’t care. Nothing mattered when Nathan was inside you.

Nathan was cumming, filling you up as he called you his “disgusting little cum dumpster” and spitting on you one last time. With all the moisture on your face, his foot slipped off you and Nathan fell forward, his cock brutally spearing you as you both collapsed onto the couch.

“Fucking bitch.” Nathan smacked your ass as he walked butt naked, only to stop, pause, then turn around. Returning to your fucked out body, Nathan took his discarded shirt and wiped your face off before pulling a throw blanket over you. He leaned down, pinching your face in his fingers and speaking firmly. “Sleep”

Nathan pulled on his basketball shorts, and as your eyes drifted off into dreamland, so thoroughly exhausted, blissed out and satisfied, the sounds of Nathan taking the rest of his rage out on the punching back lulled you to sleep.

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I know it's not my strongest work but I just wanted to test out some Nathan Bateman

Also, im updating my tag list so even if you commented to be on my tag list, please comment again. Before, i just had TLOU and Moon Knight, but I've been expanding so comment Oscar or Pedro characters please!

IDK whose all interested bc Nathan Bateman and its like foot fetish based lmfao so just tagging @my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction and @alwaysmicado who support my insanity.

[onyx66]

Random Metalocalypse Headcanons

It’s about time I make content for those idiots/aff 🖤🥰

Murderface loves anything with cheese. Mac n Cheese, grilled cheese, cheese pizza (with stuffed crust), cheese fondues, cheesecakes, you name it. He would slather them with extra cheese if he has too. Unfortunately, he’s lactose intolerant. But does he care? Hell no. Murderface just LOVES cheese.

His bathroom is gonna stink for the next few days. I feel bad for the Klokateer in charge of cleaning that.

If Nathan ever gets a pet crocodile, he’ll probably name it something cool like Jaws or Slash. But he’d also go for something more ‘cute’ like Buttons or Spots.

Skwisgaar vaguely remembers watching Moomins when he was a kid. It was when Toki bought a few Moomin plushies that he suddenly remembers a bit about the cartoon. He didn’t care about some kids show from his childhood but surprisingly, he stuck around when Toki infodumps about them.

Toki on the other hand, never saw Moomins as a kid. **cough cough** abusive childhood **cough cough** When he first heard of the Moomin park, Toki was excited to go there. It was when he find out that it based off a cartoon so he binged watched the whole series in one night. Now he won’t shut up about it when he wants to talk about Moomins.

Then Toki begged the rest of the band to take him to the Moomin park and Skwisgaar ended up giving in first.

After Pickles told his mom to go fuck herself, he did some thinking for a while and realised how fucking awful his mother was to him growing up and that he can never satisfy her no matter how hard he tries. So he finally cut her off. Thank god cuz his mom sucks

That didn’t stop Molly from pestering Pickles again. Whenever she tried to call him after that incident, Pickles has the klokateers block her number.

The same thing goes for Seth too. Pickles tries really hard to ignore his calls or block his number from Australia. But since Seth now works for them, Pickles had to end up paying him back even if he didn’t want to. He still had to this feeling he owes something to Seth despite knowing how much of a shitty brother he was to him.

Toki LOVES Squishmallows. He bought a whole collection of them for his bedroom until it didn’t fit his room anymore. His favourites are the cat and bunny ones.

Every Dethklok member is neurodivergent one way or another. Don’t change my mind.

Skwisgaar’s guilty pleasure music is ABBA but he would never tell anyone about it. But then Toki looked through his playlist and snitched on him to his band mates. They all made fun of Skwisgaar for a while.

Toki makes a flower clown for his bandmates once. They all complained that it’s gay but they all kept it on nonetheless. Toki also made one for Charles, Dick Knubble and Abigail.

Unsurprisingly, Murderface loves visiting antique stores and cabinet of curiosities. He particularly loves taxidermy, old artefacts and bone collections.

Nathan and Pickles competed against each other in a burger eating competition once but it ended in a tie since they were both too stuffed.

Will make a part 2 soon after I think of more headcanons

[youvebeenlivingfictional]

Year Three

Part Four of Three Years

Year Two | Masterlist | Year One (II)

Pairing: Nathan Bateman x Reader

Rating: Explicit - 18+ Only.

Length: 5.8K

Notes: ….Hi! It’s part four! Huzzah!

Warnings: Cursing; angst; enemies to enemies who fuck; tech-talk; angst (I know I said it before but really); Nathan being Nathan; vaginal sex; fingering; creampie; biting

Summary: For as many bad things as Nathan has caused in your life, he’s given you good things, whether he meant to or not. 

“Keep it up, sweetheart, everyone’s gonna know what we’re doing.” 

The warning is growled against your ear as his hand presses more tightly around your mouth. Your eyes roll back, then squeeze shut as you fight back your moans and whimpers. Nathan groans against your neck, his hips slapping against yours at a punishing pace. 

Fuck, you don’t have time for this. The two of you are meant to be on stage for a panel in three minutes. You'd been on your way to meet Jenn when Nathan had grasped your wrist, tugging you into a deserted area backstage. Anyone could walk by, or hear you. It's a stupid, stupid gamble. You reach back, grasping at Nathan’s ass, grinning against his hand as he thrusts with renewed force. You reach up, peeling his hand away from your mouth. 

“Don’t you dare mess up my makeup, you little shit,” You hiss. 

“You worried someone’ll notice how messed up you are? Don’t worry, honey,” Nathan screws his hips in tight, slow circles. “You and I both know they’re only here to see me.” 

You gasp as Nathan’s cock twitches and spills inside of you. 

“Asshole!” You groan, fingers flexing against the wall in front of you. “If you don't make me cum, I’m gonna cut your dick o-off—fuck.” Your jaw drops open as Nathan slips his fingers between your legs, swiping roughly over your clit. Your toes curl at the feeling, hips bucking back against Nathan as you clench down around his cock. Nathan stills as you breathe heavily, resting your forehead against the wall. 

“Do you want your hickey on the left side of your neck, or the right?” 

“Don’t even think about it,” You warn, shoving your elbow into his side, “I will punch you in the throat.”

Nathan snorts as he draws out of you. You bite your lip at the feeling before you crouch down, tugging up your panties and wriggling up your pantyhose, wary of ripping them as you do. You lean back against the wall, squirming at the feeling of his cum beginning to slip out of your cunt. God damn this is going to be a long panel. 

“Left or right,” Nathan repeats. You scoff, pushing around him, but you don’t get far. Nathan hooks his arm around your hip, yanking you back against him. You pull in a gasp as he tugs your dress’ neckline to the left, exposing the slope of your shoulder. He latches his lips on your shoulder, harshly biting the skin before he sucks over a spot that will be out of sight. He holds you steady even as your knees weaken, as you bow over his arm just a little more. 

“Fuck you, you little shit,” You breathe. Nathan just hums, leaning back and swiping his tongue over your heated skin before he straightens the sleeve. 

“Cute of you to get all high and mighty when you just fucked this little shit.” 

You mimic him in a high-pitched, nasal voice as you straighten your clothes. 

“Gimme your phone,” You order. 

"Why?” 

“C’mon, I need to check my lipstick. I had to leave mine in my bag, this dress doesn’t have pockets.” 

“You look fine.” 

“Bullshit. Give me your phone.” 

Nathan huffs, taking his damn time about pulling his phone out of his pocket and passing it over. You swipe open the camera function, squinting at your appearance and eyeing where your makeup is smudge. 

“Can’t believe you said I look fine,” You mutter, swiping at the mussed pigment. 

“I’ve seen you look worse.” 

“I should break your phone. I’ll throw it.” 

“I’ll invoice you.” 

You roll your eyes, shoving his phone into his chest and pushing past him. It’s a moment before he’s catching up to you, following you toward the stage. 

“Am I gonna see you later?” He asks. 

“If you’re lucky.” 

“You got somewhere better to be?” 

“Anywhere’s better than with you.” 

“Hey!” Jenn flags you down, striding toward the stage. “Hi, Nate. Oh—not to alarm you, girlie, but part of your skirt is tucked into your pantyhose.”

“Oh, fuck,” You hiss, backing yourself against the wall to fix it. You reach down, wincing at the acute feeling of the fabric tucked in. 

“Nice catch, Jenn,” Nathan comments, patting her lower back as he passes her. You huff, wiggling your hips as you smooth the fabric down. 

“Am I good?” You ask. Jenn peers around you. 

“Yep!” 

“Thank you. That…” You glance after Nathan. “Jerkoff didn’t say anything.” 

“Oh, I’m sure he would’ve. Maybe he just didn’t see it.” 

“I highly doubt that.” 

“C’mon, he’s not that bad.” 

“He’s the fucking worst.” 

“He’s fine!” 

“You think he’s hot and he’s funding the company, so of course you think he’s fine,” You mumble. 

“Hey, he pays your six-figure salary, too, and you know it. It was his idea to give you a raise.” 

You roll your eyes, straightening up. 

“It was your idea,” You argue. “He just approved it.” 

“...Guilty—But, he did approve it.” 

“Uh-huh.” 

“You do good work, he sees it. Can you quit hating on him and at least give the guy that?” 

Oh, sure. He sees something. 

“Come on,” Jenn urges without waiting for your answer. She hooks her arm through yours and steers you toward the stage as the MC announces the two of you. “We’re gonna miss our big entrance.” 

--  

He always takes you from behind. 

You can’t help but think about that as you force ponderous expressions, trying not to squirm in your seat as you feel Nathan’s spend dripping into your panties. Nathan never looks at you when you’re fucking. You don’t kiss one another anymore—you haven’t since that first night. 

It’s a fight with Nathan, and a good fight at that. It would be alarming if he just suddenly cuddled up to you like a needy little puppy. He’s not gentle or careful with you, and you prefer it that way. In your third year of working at Sc(ai)le, you’re more antsy than ever to get the fuck out of there. There are some days when you’re so tired you can hardly move, when the weight of balancing your position and your friendship with Jenn damn-near crush your skull in. 

Nathan isn’t around all the time, and you usually have to make do with your vibrator, but when he is there—when he shoves you face-down into the mattress, or against the wall, or against the backseat of his car—you’re left boneless and sated, and don’t have to think about who’s doing the screwing. You don’t have to think about the fact that his little ‘offer’ is the reason you hold your tongue around Jenn most days, the reason you can write your own ticket at the next job going forward. For as many bad things as Nathan has caused in your life, he’s given you good things, whether he meant to or not. 

Your student loans are gone.

You own your apartment. 

Your future is, for the most part, secure. 

So where the hell are you going? 

-- 

“You could extend, you know.” 

Nathan brings it up. He’s getting dressed, and you’re ready to head to the shower—to scrub off the shameful sweat that you feel practically drenched in. You push yourself up on your slightly-shaking arms, scooting your ass along the bed and grabbing your dress from where Nathan unceremoniously dropped it. You glance toward him before you turn to head to the bathroom. 

“I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about,” You call over your shoulder. 

“Yes you do.” 

You don’t grace him with a response. You just step into the bathroom and crank on the shower. You eye yourself in the mirror, hesitating as you reach for the fabric. Why do you always get dressed between the bed and the bathroom? Why do you always feel so frighteningly bare in front of Nathan after you’ve fucked, and don’t give a damn about it during?

You reach down to tug it off again, and still as Nathan drifts to lean in the doorway. He adjusts his glasses before he folds his arms across his bare chest. 

“Can’t find your shirt?” You ask, gaze drifting over him. 

“You know what I think?” 

“I don’t care what you think.” 

“I think that under all of that, you know,” Nathan pushes himself off of the door frame, “Under all of that push-back and bullshit—” 

“Just because someone disagrees with you doesn’t make it bullshit—” 

“—You actually like what you’re doing.” 

You choose to blame the way your face goes hot on the mounting steam from the shower and not from the rising indignation. Nathan presses up against your back, his fingers curling around the hem of your dress. 

“What’s the matter?” He murmurs against the shell of your ear, holding your gaze. “Worried I’ll make another move on you if you’re naked again?” 

“Course I’m not worried about that. You could hardly get it up the first time.” 

“Then explain the second time.” He keeps his eyes on yours in the mirror as he turns his head, nuzzling your jaw, “Or the third.” 

“Don’t you have someone else to annoy, some conference-panel-techbro to circle-jerk with?” 

Nathan smiles almost maliciously as he begins to inch the hem of your dress upward. 

“You afraid to be naked in front of me?” He teases. “Not as if I haven’t seen everything you have to offer before.” 

“Fuck off,” You scoff, “Of course I’m not afraid of that.” 

“Good.” 

You hardly have a moment to argue or react before he’s shoving the dress up and over your head. You grunt in discomfort at the feeling of your arms jerking upward, then jolting as he yanks away the fabric. You hear the hiss of it dropping to the floor, and try to ignore the prickling of heat beneath your skin. The steam, it’s just the steam. It’s not the half-clothed man crowded against your back and watching for any sign of discomfort. 

“You like what you’re doing,” He insists again. 

“I like helping Jenn.”

Nathan’s smile widens to something sharp and malicious before he pats your hips. 

“I await the day,” He declares as he turns away again. 

“What day?” You frown, “The day my contract runs out?” 

“The day you stop using Jenn as a shield.” 

Before the full force of your embarrassment and inevitable anger swells, Nathan presses a kiss to the mark on shoulder before he pulls away. His words sink in as he steps back, and you wait and watch as he disappears into your hotel suite, then makes his way to the front door. He doesn’t look at you again; he doesn’t so much as glance, or wink. You just listen to the door close behind him before you sag forward a touch, fingers tightening around the sink. 

Fuck, forget it, just get into the shower already. You’re wasting so much water just standing there. 

-- 

“Hey! You got a minute?” Amelia asks as she falls into step with you.

“Uh..." You hardly look up from your phone as the two of you turn the corner together. "A minute’s about all I got, what’s up?”

“There’s been some um…Chatter, and a few of us are wondering if it’s true. We figured if anyone would know, you would, and—” 

“If anyone knew what, what’s the chatter?” 

“That Bateman’s joining the board?” 

It stops you in your tracks. It’s like you’ve been hit over the head with a frying pan. Your brow furrows; your mouth works wordlessly for a moment before you manage to shake yourself from it. 

“I haven’t heard anything about that,” You admit. 

“At all?” 

“I mean, it’s something Jenn floated, like, a hundred years ago, before Bateman even came on as a backer. I haven’t heard anything about it since then.” 

“Okay! So, maybe,” Amelia shrugs, “It could just be, like, the usual rumor mill bullshit.” 

You nod slowly before you mutter, “Yeah. No, probably, yeah. Could you excuse me?” 

“Sure!” 

You give her a quick smile and nod before you step around her, striding down the hall and raising your phone, hurriedly moving the meeting that you’re meant to be on your way to. You pick your pace up, rounding through the maze of halls and work spaces before you make your way to Jenn’s office. You knock on her open door, hurrying in when she waves you in. 

“‘Sup, girlie?” 

“You’re bringing Bateman on the board?” 

You see a flash of panic before she smooths it to a neutral expression, even as color rises in her cheeks. 

“Where did you hear that?” 

“Apparently a bunch of people have heard it. It’s being pumped through the rumor mill.” 

“Nothing’s official.” 

“But you’ve asked?” 

“Why shouldn’t I? It’s not like he hasn’t had a hand in what we’ve been building here.” 

“You’re seriously set on giving him real power? Internally?” 

“Don’t be so dramatic,” Jenn rolls her eyes, “It’s not like I’m handing him the keys to the kingdom.” 

“Remember when I told you that this was like a business-y 3.5 carat pear cut diamond on an infinity band?”

“Yeah, but that was like, the first date, and this is, like, three years of business-y dating! We’ve had a super long courtship, I wanna make that shit official! I wanna put a ring on it.” 

“Jenn, you don’t wanna do this.” 

You know that it’s a mistake as soon as you say it. Jenn’s expression hardens, her lips pressing into a thin line. 

“Look,” She speaks in a low, measured tone. “I get that you have whatever beef that you have with him, but this isn’t about that. In a few months, you may not even be here. You’re free to leave once your contract is up—But Nathan will be here, because Nathan fucking believes in what we’re doing here.” 

“I believe in what we’re doing here, it’s just—” 

“Honestly, I don’t wanna hear it right now, okay? This is my company, and I’ve appreciated your help, but I’m getting a little fucking tired of you acting like you know my shit better than I do.” 

Your stomach twists with irritation and shock, and you force your mouth closed. You nod twice before you turn away, leaving without another word. You’ve been waiting for this other shoe to drop—for the tension of working for Jenn to overwhelm the reward. But at the start of your full-time position, you figured that the clash would be over practices, company direction—not over who she was trying to get in bed with…Especially while you were already in bed with him. You turn into your office, setting your things down and looking around, still stewing. 

Maybe this is good. Actually, maybe this is exactly what Jenn needs—what you both need. You don’t want to stay at Sc(ai)le, and your contract is six months away from being up. You may as well start planning your next move, and extricating yourself from all of this. Drawing out of Sc(ai)le will get you away from Bateman; it’ll let you get your friendship with Jenn back on track. You sit down at your desk, messaging your assistant to clear the rest of your day and not to disturb you unless it’s absolutely necessary. 

-- 

It doesn’t get easier overnight. 

You don’t leave your office that night with a job offer from another company and a 20% signing bonus. You have to work out where you want to go—up, or down. Do you want another C-Suite position? Or would you be comfortable moving to a position of middle-management? If you shift down, what would that mean for your job prospects in the future? Despite the fact that your contract is coming to an end, there’s no straightforward easy out. You signed an NDA and a fucking non-compete. Moving to another company like this, they may expect you to bring a few clients along. You already know that you can’t lean on the contacts that you’ve made in the last two and a half years. 

By the end of the day, you have a game plan. You have to: 

Court new business contacts without bringing them on board to Sc(ai)le. You need to find a way to keep them ready, waiting in the wings, an added value prop wherever you plan on going next. 

This means not only planning on bringing in clients that are looking for AI solutions, but clients that are looking for direct to consumer, Software as a Solution, anything that you may wind up pivoting toward. 

Find a position in a company that, preferably, isn’t in direct conflict with Sc(ai)le. For your conflicts, you know that Jenn still has love for you. It’s just currently buried under her interest in Bateman, your entanglement in the company, and the pile of money that that ultra-wealthy asshole is sitting on. 

Find somewhere that you can interview with soon that’ll be willing to wait for your contract to end. 

Is two weeks notice standard? Yes. 

Is it required? No. 

But you do not want to sign with a company that needs you tomorrow. Signing with Sc(ai)le was one thing, but signing with a company that you don’t already know the inner-workings of, or may not entirely agree with the direction of is something entirely different 

You’ll do your research and look for red flags during the interview process, but you can’t catch everything 

You leave the office with three prospective companies, one planned interview, and a helluva lot of determination. 

--  

He doesn’t ask about it right away. The little looks that he gives you should be clue enough—stray glances during the odd in-person meeting, the press of his lips into a purse as he watches you straighten yourself up or redress. But you should know better by now: he won’t ask the question when you’re ready for it. He waits until you’re off your game, at his side in a room full of colleagues and strangers: 

“You leaning more toward Dell or SituSpend?” 

It’s half-murmured in your ear, and shouldn’t be the slap that it is. With how well-connected Nathan is in the tech community, it’s no wonder that the fact you’re on the hunt for a new job has reached him. You manage to maintain your straight-face, something that you’ve practiced carefully over the last two and a half years, and clap genially as another agency goes up to the podium to accept an award for the most creative pitch of that year. 

“I’m not sure that’s an appropriate question, Mr. Bateman,” You mumble.

“We’ll save it for later, then.”

“There won’t be a later.” 

--  

There is a later. It comes up again as Nathan drapes himself across your naked, sweat-dewed body, nipping at an already tender mark on your hip. You’ve started to shake off the urge to cover yourself from him. He’s right—you don’t have anything he hasn’t seen. You take him in for a few moments, eyeing the shine of drying sweat on his face, and the flush of exertion that’s risen in his cheeks.

“So?” He asks.

“So, what?” 

“Dell? SituSpend?” 

“What’s it matter to you?” 

“It’s interesting, you know? Might help me work out where Jenn goes next.” 

“Now who’s using her as a shield?” 

“No shielding, just curiosity.”

“I don’t trust you.”

“I know.” 

He lets your truths hang in the air, and he waits. You huff softly, knowing that he’ll keep pressing.

“I don’t know,” You admit. “Both seem pretty good, but, um…Leaning toward Situ, I guess.” 

“Why?” 

“It’s got more growth opportunity. Dell is good, but not what I’m looking for.” 

“What are you looking for?” 

“An environment that’s quieter than this.” 

“This job has given you everything you could want.” 

“That doesn’t mean I wanted it.” 

“So SituSpend.”

“Mhm.” 

“What do you gain, what do you lose?” 

“Why do you care?” 

“I don’t.” 

He doesn’t seem to even think as he answers; his gaze bores into yours as he waits. Then, seemingly unable to help himself: 

“I like to know where people go after me.” 

“I’m not going somewhere else after you. I’m going somewhere else after Jenn.” 

“You’re in Jenn’s company because of me. So?” 

You bite the inside of your cheek as you consider lying to him. Then you draw in a deep breath, clearing your throat. 

“SituSpend is still pretty contained,” You admit, “Minimized coverage.” 

“Doesn’t have anything to do with Jenn’s work.”

“That’s a pro.” 

“I thought so.” Nathan tips his chin toward you, nuzzling your belly. You can’t help but smile at the sensation as you smooth your hand over his head.

“You think you know me so well,” You tease.

“Better than you like to admit.” 

“Well what would you have me do, knowing what you know about how I feel about the place?” 

“You care about Sc(ai)le, and Jenn. You won’t let it fail while you’re attached to it.” 

“It’s only fair that I take care of it while I’m here, regardless of how I got here.” 

“Is that beyond Jenn?” 

“Yeah, it is. I don’t like doing a bad job.” 

“Would you do a bad job if you worked for me?” 

Your brow furrows; you push yourself up onto your elbows, trying to get a better look at him. He’s putting you on, isn’t he? He must be. 

“...Hypothetically, no.” 

“Hypothetically.” 

“Yeah.” 

“So if I hired you out from under Jenn’s thumb, brought you over to BlueBook, you’d do just as good a job?” 

It’s a trap. It has to be. Bateman wouldn’t try to bring you on to BlueBook. He knows your disdain for him, and your favor for Jenn. You can’t imagine her taking that well, especially considering your outright disinterest in working with him over the past three years, not to mention her move to bring him onto the board. 

“...Hypothetically,” You finally offer. “But I’d never join BlueBook.” 

“Why not?” 

“You know why.” 

“Say it.” 

You flounder. You can’t. Well, you can—you shouldn’t. 

“I’m not gonna fuck my boss,” You sputter.

“But you’ll fuck your banker?” 

“As it stands, right now, you are like, one level removed from the things that I do on a day to day basis.” 

“My name is on the checks.” 

“Jenn’s name is on my checks.” 

“Sure, but you and I both know who gave her that money.” He shifts, climbing over you and grasping your hands, drawing them up on either side of your head. “You’re living in a fantasy land, sweetheart.” 

“Okay, first of all, you are not our only backer—”

“Just your biggest one.” He punctuates it with a roll of his hips. 

“And the company is in the fuckin’ black now, alright? Maybe you got us started down the path, but we are working with more efficiency than we ever ha—” 

Your argument is silenced as Bateman’s lips press to yours. He spears his tongue past your parted lips, squeezing your hands and groaning as you struggle against him. You sag back against the pillows finally, pressing your chest up against his. Nathan hum, dipping his head and nuzzling roughly against your neck. 

“Come work for me.” 

“You’re crazy.” 

“What, you don’t think I could handle it? Huh?” He shakes one of his hands free from yours, snaking it between your body. You hiss as he cups between your legs. “Don’t think I could stay away from this cunt? You’re not as irresistible as you think.” 

“I’m not answering to you anymore,” You insist, even as your hips shift, your tender flesh chasing the heat of his palm.

“One year contract.” He nips your earlobe. “50% raise, 20% signing bonus.” 

“You think you can fuck me into working for you?” 

“I think,” He draws back to meet your eye. “That you’re more intrigued by the prospect than you’d like to admit. And I know—Ah ah ah, look at me,” He tsks, your eyelids fluttering as he eases his middle finger into your pussy. He raises his other hand, grasping your jaw to redirect your gaze to his. You swallow roughly, lips parting to draw in a greedy breath as he grinds his palm against your sensitive, throbbing clit. “I know that even if you really wanted to do it, you wouldn’t tell me, because you like pissing me off.” 

“When has my disposition ever impacted you?” You grit out. He huffs softly, shaking his head. 

“Don’t play dumb.” 

“You’ve never taken me into acc—ount,” Your breath hitches as his fingers scissor and curl. Nathan’s gaze sweeps across your face, tongue darting out to swipe across his lips. 

“If you really believe that, then you’re right,” He agrees. “You shouldn’t work for me.” He draws his fingers out, and you yelp as he lands a solid slap over your pussy. You scramble back, kicking a leg out to catch him as he slides off of the bed. He just chuckles and takes his clothes up, beginning to dress. 

“Think about it,” He adds, drawing his pants up over the swell of his ass and buttoning them up. “50% raise, 20% signing bonus.” 

“Position?” 

“Collab and Documentation, Knowledge Management.” 

“And how do I know this isn’t some fucking prank, something you’re offering to get your jollies off?” 

“You don’t.” 

You suck your cheeks in and bite down, eyes narrowing as Nathan picks his shirt up and draws it over his head. He pats his pockets down, then strolls over to where he kicked his shoes off. 

“You oughta know, though,” He adds, “This offer has an expiration date.” 

“Which is?”

“You have one month to decide.” 

Your gaze drops to the mussed bed sheets. One month. That’ll give you three weeks out from your official contract end with Sc(ai)le, and one week out from your yearly review with Jenn. 

“If I say yes?” 

“We’ll talk through whoever you’re ready to bring on.” 

“And if I say no?” 

“You’re dead to me.” 

You laugh at first, but it peters off as his brows raise. You’re not entirely sure that he’s kidding. 

“One month,” He repeats, raising a finger before drifting out of your hotel room. You slouch back, listening for the inevitable close of your door before you flop back completely. One month. One month? On the face of it, it seems like enough time. But you have work, and other responsibilities. You hardly have enough time to maintain your own personal life. To have this decision on top of it? Hell, you can’t imagine you’ll find the time. 

Best case scenario, the clock runs out on the offer before you have time to think about it. 

Worst case scenario, it occupies your attention to the point of complete distraction. 

--  

You try to compartmentalize. You block off time in your calendar specifically for this, separate from your meetings, to game it out. You look into market rates, whether or not Bateman would be paying you what you’re worth. The fact of the matter is, he’s offered you more than he ought to. He could always change his mind, of course—nothing’s been put on paper. 

You consider bringing it up to Jenn. It could be a mea culpa, an insistence that you’re coming around on Nathan. But you worry that Jenn may take it the wrong way, that it’ll seem less, I see it your way and more I’m jumping ship to join my archnemesis.

--  

“Do you have a minute?” 

“If this is about Nathan joining the board, I don’t think I do.” 

“It’s not,” You insist, shaking your head. Jenn’s lips press into a thin line before she nods, waving you in. You step inside, shutting the door behind yourself before you drift deeper inside. Jenn continues typing, glancing up at you every few moments before she finally pushes her keyboard back. 

“So, what’s up?” 

You clear your throat, bracing your hands on the back of the chair. 

“I., uh…You know that my contract is coming up soon.” 

“Mhm.” 

“I won’t be extending.” 

Jenn nods slowly, but says nothing. You clear your drying throat again, shifting on your feet.  

“I have a couple of offers, but one of them is…Supposedly,” Your hands flex on the back of the chair, “From BlueBook.” 

Jenn’s brow twitches, and your stomach flips. 

“BlueBook,” She repeats. 

“Yes.” 

“They contacted you?”

“Nathan issued it verbally, and I don’t have a history of…Trusting him. But,” You lean into it before Jenn can ague, “Over the past couple of years, I recognize that I…Perhaps haven’t given him the credit that I should’ve. He’s been good for the company, and he’s been good for your professional development…Even if he is a smug, snippy little jackass.” 

Jenn seems to smile in spite of herself, her gaze dropping to the desk as he nods. 

“So are you…Asking for me if you can go to BlueBook?” She hedges. 

“I mean I’m not coming to you with my permission slip, you’re not my mom. But, you know,” You step around the chair and settle down in it. “If I took a place at BlueBook, um…How would you feel?” 

“How would I ‘feel’?” Her brows inch up further. “Since when are you my therapist?” 

“Jenn,” You groan. “I know we haven’t been seeing eye to eye for a while, but that doesn’t change the fact that you’re important to me…Or the fact that I know Bateman is important to you. I’m just…I don’t wanna step on any toes here.” 

Jenn nods, raising her hand to comb through her hair as she glances around. 

“Can I think about it?” 

“Yeah! Yeah, of course,” You nod, pushing yourself out of your chair. 

“Kay. Thanks for bringing this to my attention.” 

“Thanks for your time.” 

You make it all the way to the door, and have your hand on the knob when she pipes up: “Do you have any other offers?” 

“Uh…” You turn to face her. “Two, yeah.” 

“Okay. When do you need my answer by?” 

“Uh…” You wrack your mind, “End of week, if that’s workable?”

“Okay.” 

“Door open? Closed? 

“Open.” 

“Sure.” 

You leave the office with the door open, tucking your hands into your pockets as you head back to your office. In truth, you’d expected the conversation to have gone far worse than it had. You’d expected a snappy confrontation, but Jenn had presented you with a level-headed consideration. Maybe it was unfair of you to assume. You’re not the only one that’s grown during your time at Sc(ai)le. 

--  

Your going away party is a far larger send-off than you’d expected. You’d known that Jenn was planning something, but when you’d walked into your favorite restaurant and had been met with a raucous yell of, “Surpriiiiiise!”, you’d nearly shat your heart out. The invite list hadn’t included the entire company by any means, mostly the people that you’d worked with closely for the last three years. 

Maybe that’s why seeing Bateman among the crowd shouldn’t be quite as shocking as it is. 

He keeps catching your eye across the room, raising his brows or shooting you a wink now and again. You can’t help your swelling amusement, averting your eyes and turning away from him whenever you can. You keep your distance at first, but you can’t manage it all night. 

“Are you ignoring me?” 

“I’m trying to.” 

“Ouch.” 

You roll your eyes openly, unable to stop the smile that blooms on your lips. You lean heavily against the bar, waiting as the bartender makes your drink. 

“Surprised you made it out,” You comment. 

“Well, Jenn promised a helluva party.” 

“Is it living up to your expectations?” 

“Eh,” Nathan shrugs, looking around. “It’s alright. I’ve been to better. Hell, I’ve thrown better.” 

“I’ll make sure to mention your kind words to her.” 

“Careful,” He chuckles. “Don’t wanna make an enemy of your boss.” 

“Jenn’s not my boss anymore.” 

“I meant me.” 

“That’s not for another couple of weeks.” 

“Hey, you signed the contract. I became your boss the second you did.” 

“Well. I’m sorry to hear that.” 

“Oh?” 

“Mm. I was thinking of inviting you over later.” 

“You still could.” 

“I told you, Bateman,” You lean in a little, your voice dipping to a murmur. “I’m not gonna fuck my boss.” 

Bateman’s cocky expression flickers, his tongue sweeping across his lower lip before he turns away, shooting the bartender a smile and ordering a beer. You reach out, taking your drink and sipping it. You fight back a shiver as Nathan shifts closer, his arm brushing yours. 

“Maybe I walk the whole boss thing back,” He offers, “For a couple of days.” 

“Oh?” 

“Maybe.” 

“Interesting.” 

“Maybe a week.” 

“A week,” You scoff a laugh. 

“Maybe.” 

“Jenn said you were heading back to your facility for tomorrow.” 

“I am.” 

You glance up at him, raising your brows when you find him watching you expectantly. 

“...No,” You shake your head. 

“You could.” 

“There are a lot of things I could do. I could jump off of a cliff, that doesn’t mean I’m going to.” 

“You’re such a fucking drama queen.” 

“I’m not going up there.” 

“Why not?” 

“For what? A bang trip?” 

“What else?"

“You want me to take a plane to see you for a bang trip.” 

“No. I want you to take a plane, a helicopter, and a hike for a bang trip.” 

“You’re ridiculous.” 

“Say yes.” 

“You think I’m that easy?” 

“I know you are.” 

You flash him an irritated glance. He just grins, raising his beer and taking a sip. 

“Watch it with that,” You warn. 

“Alright, alright,” Jenn’s voice breaks in behind you. “Whatever the conversation is, let’s put the gloves back on.” 

You shift, turning to face her with a small smile. 

“They were never off,” You insist. 

“We’re just having a friendly conversation,” Nathan adds. 

“What I just heard didn’t sound very friendly to me,” Jenn arches a brow, looking between the two of you. You shrug a little, glancing toward Nathan. 

“Well. We have different definitions on that score, I guess.” 

--  

“You gonna miss it?” Jenn nudges your shoulder with hers. You sway for emphasis before nudging her gently in turn. It’s nice and cool on the restaurant’s back patio. The sounds of the party drift out toward you. You peer down at the champagne flute in your hands. 

“I’m going to miss seeing you,” You offer, “And…You know, I’ll miss some of our other coworkers. But, um…Honestly, Jenn,” You laugh a little nervously. “I think we need the distance.” 

You can see Jenn nodding slowly out of the corner of your eye. 

“I know that Sc(ai)le wasn’t what you wanted, you know. Bateman backed you into a corner with me.” Jenn turns her head, smiling at you. “But I’ve appreciated your help.” 

You reach up, patting her cheek gently. 

“I’m still going to haunt the hell out of your office,” You warn. “And make sure you’re eating lunch.” 

Jenn chuckles, nodding. 

“You better.”  

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hey i have an important question: what fic were you talking abt in the tags of that halloween costume post? about neil & andrew getting taken to Baltimore together & making fun of nathan for being barefoot. and andrews business card about being good at sucking dick.

thank you in advance so so so much i feel like i need that in my life

It is not a fic it is a post traded back and forth here on Tumblr:

FOUND HERE

I think about it and laugh at least once an hour.

[writefightandflightclub]

Efficiency: Nathan Bateman x fem!reader blurb

Summary: (PWP, scenario based) Nathan challenges you to get all of your tasks done in 5 minutes, and apparently, his erection forms a central part of your duties.

A/n: essentially a super quick, smutty blurb!

Rating: 18+ explicit

Warnings: smut, boss/employee, blow job, risk of being caught, slight exhibitionism kink if you squint, not exactly public place but sorta.

“Very efficient. But you’d better get moving, sweet cheeks. You’ve only got five minutes,” Nathan states matter-of-factly. Despite his neutral tone, when your eyes tick to him you find amusement glinting in his earth-dark eyes.

You conclude shuffling your files, arranging them out on the desk before you. What does he mean? Your eyes sweep the conference room, all set-up for the imminent meeting. Everything’s already done, in plenty of time too. “Five minutes for what?”

“To make me cum, honey.”

Alright. Well you weren’t expecting that. Especially not after you fucked him in the shower this morning.

You’d admonish him for being a horndog (and at the most inconvenient moments too), but still… as a rolling heat immediately prickles your skin, penetrates you right to your middle, your gaze drops to the tenting bulge at Nathan’s crotch.

Ah. You see that there is, in fact, one remaining thing begging you take care of it. That hard, swollen erection of his. And, even as he grows, full and thick in his pants, Nathan’s palm waves dismissively through the air, still managing to layer on the snark. “Well, technically, you have as long as you want to make me cum. But, you do only have five minutes before the board arrives and finds you with my cock in your mouth. So, I’d say it’s in your best interests to be speedy, kitten.”

His lust-blown eyes are glinting, gaze dark as obsidian, and an abominable smirk blooms from beneath the thick raven brush of his beard. Slowly, deliberately, Nathan spreads his pleasingly meaty thighs wider, until the seams of his pants strain and creak. He swivels - smugly, gently- from side to side in his office chair, an expression equal parts hot and dorky on his face. His bared forearms are laid casually out on the arm rests, fingers curled around the lip, and he nods down - to the spot on the floor he expects you to already be kneeling in.

You lick your lips.

“Tick tock, Princess.”

“Nathan!” you protest perfunctorily, even as your words feel at odds with the thril already snaking its way through your body. A buzzy excitement. A heady throb. A feeling which you want to chase.

You can’t help but glance towards the door then; and, the feeling that you could be caught - even in the hypothetical of what he’s suggested, never mind the act - makes your legs quake.

Meanwhile, entirely composed and with zero hint of self-consciousness, Nathan reaches - tantalisingly slowly - to unzip his pants. He frees his arousal, emitting a soft, resonant moan from his plush, parted lips as he grips himself, palm wrapping his veined, throbbing shaft. He then directs the gleaming, flushed head of him toward you, as though in offering. There’s a crude romance in it, somehow - like the most vulgar fucking bouquet you’ve ever received.

Hell though, that’s a hard offer to resist.

Still, this is crazy, right? Sucking him off and taking his load when the board are dangerously close to arriving?

When you speak again, your voice is breathy and urgent, shaking your chest apart. How quickly you are coming undone. Can you relieve him just as speedily? “Do you really want the Board to catch you with your pretty dick in your hand, Bateman?”

Slowly, ever so deliberately, he pumps himself into the circle of his palm, bucking his hips up to meet the sensation, his eyelashes fluttering sweetly with pleasure, and in total contrast to the sordid image before you. “They’ve seen worse. Don’t you remember the figures from quarter four?” He offers you a lopsided flash of teeth, but you are unamused by his attempt at humour. Instead, you are lost imagining -recalling- the moreish taste of him. “Besides, do you really want to spend your remaining 4 minutes 30 arguing, honey? Wouldn’t your rather wrap your lips around this?”

Your core is molten now, and you feel like your desire could collapse you to your knees at any moment regardless. Perhaps that will happen, and Nathan will simply scoot his wheeled chair over to you, pushing himself past your lips.

Still, holding out, despite that the clock is ticking on his proposition, you lock eyes with him for a moment. His gaze is dark and alluring and full of challenge, looking up at you from beneath his silver frames.

You flash that challenge right back.

You lick your lips, your tongue referencing the swirl you will apply to the head of him, and Nathan’s attention is rapt on your mouth.

Your gaze drops to his pumped, gleaming cock, that pearl of precum begging to be tongued from him, to be tasted. And, of course, you know exactly what you’re about to do. The opportunity - Nathan - is far too tempting to pass up.

Besides, you can’t resist the opportunity to show him you’re up to the challenge.

Moving urgently, time slipping by quickly, you feel the friction of the rough carpet burn against your knees as you settle hastily in position, the weight of Nathan’s hand coming to lazily rest on the top of your head.

“Atta girl,” he purrs, and you get to work, gripping the base of him in the circle of your hand. Swiping your tongue and slipping your lips down the shaft of him until you drive him back and into your throat. He’s warm. He’s heavy.

Duties like this? Well, they have become commonplace for you in the past few months. And, whilst it’s definitely not in the job description, as your lips and tongue fold insistently around him and Nathan emits a beautiful, stuttered, pleasantly awed groan… you can’t say that you mind going the extra mile to satisfy him.

“Three minutes, honey,” Nathan warns darkly.

That’s okay.

You’re nothing if not efficient. And, confident in your abilities, you can’t help but tease. You ease his cock from your mouth long enough to mumble “I only need two, Bateman.”

From the way Nathan throbs beneath your hand, his hips bucking to chase your mouth and his hands white-knuckling against the arms of the chair, you know you’re not wrong.

[bits-and-babs]

𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐔𝐓 — 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐍

-> OCT. 5 : 69ING

WARNINGS: 18+ MDNI. Dirty talk, initial discomfort at the idea of 69ing but a consensual agreement.

WC: 1015

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“No, no no, absolutely not!” you gasp out shaking your head quickly and hauling yourself off a very horny, irritated Nathan Bateman. Perhaps his frustrations were entirely deserved- you had been teasing him all evening, swanning around with nothing but a ribbed tank top and a lacy pair of underwear - but the concept of sitting on Nathan’s face, even now, overwhelmed you.

“Honey, it’s not gonna kill you. It’ll feel good,” he’s not pushing you, soothing you with gentle strokes of his palm up and down your spine. Nathan would never push you to do anything you didn’t want to, knowing this was probably your insecurities speaking.

You cringe outwardly, watching as Nathan gazes at you over the silver rim of his glasses with a neutral expression despite his erect cock poking at the inside of your thigh while he awaited your next move. Again- Nathan never pushed you, just looked mildly irate while he awaited your decision.

“It’s embarrassing,” you whine, admittedly a little childishly. Nathan had seen you in all kinds of compromising positions, folded in half or reverse cowgirl or his dick down your throat and your mascara all down your face, there was no reason to begin acting coy now.

“I could help you keep your mind off it,” Nathan muses a smirk tugging on his lips as he traces his fingerprints down your naked sides. When Nathan smiles like that, it often means he’s up to no good in the best way possible. His mind is elaborate, coming up with all kinds of weird and wonderful ways to make your adventurous sex-life even more wild.

“How?”

“How ‘bout I put my dick down your throat?” He asks bluntly, refusing to beat around the bush, “Give that pretty mouth something to suck on, hmm Honey?”

You just know you look ludicrous, doe eyed and slack jawed as you stare at him in shock thanks to his crude idea. He arches a thick, dark brow, eagerly awaiting your answer as he leans back on his forearms again. Nathan Bateman is too hot for his own good, and it was seriously beginning to vex you.

“… Okay!” You sigh, exasperated as Nathan already begins to manhandle you so you face the opposite way, “But if I hate it we’re stopping!” You insist, his hand pushing down on your back to edge your face towards his crotch while simultaneously shuffling you backwards so his face had access between your thighs.

“Mhmm-hmm-“ He answers abscentmindedly, his mouth already surrounding your aching cunt and dragging the flat of his tongue through your soaking folds and across your swollen clit. He’s right after all, your body just melts, a loud, breathless moan bouncing off the walls of his starkly decorated bedroom as he eats you out like a man starved of food for weeks on end, nourishment being just out of reach.

“Hnnggg, fuck,” you gasp loudly, struggling with the band of his sweatpants to pull out his twitching cock. You waste no time in taking him into your mouth, trying so desperately to muffle the sounds you were making- Nathan was already a proud man, you couldn’t have it go to his head.

You try so hard to please him, you really do. You focus on taking him as deep as you can into your throat and swallowing around him, but your eyes are rolling back into your skull when he rubs the tip of his tongue back and forth across your clit, sparking ecstasy so easily. You’re drooling around his dick, grabbing at his thighs and digging your nails into the flesh there in an attempt to retain some control.

It’s fruitless though, every time you increase the pace of you bobbing your head, or swirling your tongue around the flushed tip, Nathan responds in earnest. He wraps his arms around your lower back, using the strength of his muscle training to push you back onto his face so that you’re almost sitting on him, just so he can nuzzle into your cunt and moan, the vibrations sending you utterly crazy.

You’re almost certain you muffle a swear around his cock, pushing your hips back into his face in order to chase the high he’s pulling from you using his deft tongue. Despite being the one in control, Nathan is still affected by the position, your tongue tracing the veins running along his shaft has his thighs twitching, rocking his hips up slightly to make you take him deeper.

Nathan’s coarse beard scrapes as the delicate flesh on the inside of your thighs, the sensation pushing you closer and closer to orgasm as he quickly flicks his tongue across your clit, from side to side. You focus, taking him as deep into your throat as you can. You can hear him groan against your pussy in warning when you scrape your nails up the flesh of his thighs.

Nathan cements your fate by lifting his hand and striking you across your asscheek, the sharp pain blending and melding with the pleasure until the strength in your thighs dissipates. God, you cum so fucking hard, rocking back onto Nathan’s face so his nose nudgesyour clit repeatedly, moaning loudly around his cock. It twitches, the vibrations sending Nathan over the edge as his grip on your hips tightens, groaning in ecstasy around your cunt and keeping you suspended in that peak as you swallow his load down greedily.

When you finally collapse at the side of him, the two of you totally spent and utterly exhausted, you can’t help but giggle at the ridiculous thought that comes to mind, glancing at Nathan and watching him look at you in question.

“What are you laughing at?” He asked, amused by your seemingly giddy afterglow.

“… Can your robots do that?”

You know they could. Nathan can make his AI’s do anything. But he laughs, offering you a shake of his head and a kiss on the temple, an example of the rare, playful moments you only receive as a gift in the post orgasm haze.

“No. They can’t.”

END

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[just-gay-thoughts]

Resolution for this year is to read/watch more books/movies I haven't read/watched so here's a quick catch up on so far from memory so I can just start recording as I go

Books:

The Atlas Obscura

I picked this one up years ago and was slowly ready through it before bed, 10/10 if you love learning about some of the interesting nooks and crannies that exist in this world, not sure the author off the top of my head but I do they have a website of the same name with even more entries than the book

Movies:

The Holdovers

10/10 honestly like Dead Poet's Society but if both the kids and the teachers sucked, honestly very funny overall

Dicks: The Musical

Finally someone not afraid to advertise their musical as such and has the sense people who love musicals worked on it with the tiny ways that they poked fun at the medium (very laughing with not at). Absolutely holarious and they had some very talented people like Nathan Lane and Megan Thee Stallion making appearances, overall plot is the adult male version of The Parent Trap 11/10 for the sewer boys

Saltburn

Not terrible, I enjoyed it, but not one I'll be eager to rewatch. The overall plot was fun I just couldn't deal with all the weird sexual stuff, if it weren't for watching with friends I'm not sure I'd have stuck with it too far past the bathtub scene. I'll give it a 8/10 because I did enjoy it for the most part and there were so many moments I did love but outside of select gifsets not one I'll be seeing again anytime soon

[gilmores-glorious-blog]

episode 5 thoughts:

- not the bell around his neck 💀💀

- ed looks so goofy i love

- pete definitely came up with the bell idea didn’t he

- something is so deeply wrong with every single character in this show <3

- i feel like it shouldn’t be that hard to accept buttons turning into a bird it kinda tracks for him

- i am so here for the jim polycule interacting

- oh yep there it was pete came up with the bell

- “the bar is on the floor”

- fuck yes con and nathan getting to have scenes together

- izzy taking the cigarette from lucius,,,, kinda gay 👀

- god i love stede

- ed is back in his depression robe era

- “oh hey friend :)” “OH FUCK YOU!!!!”

- lucius’ reaction to ed is definitely the most fair

- “i will let you push me off the ship” “…actually that could be huge”

- izzy tittes.

- “what did he say about me specifically?” oh izzy you poor man

- izzy slapping stede in the ass 😌

- stede shooting the sail was so fucking funny to me

- i love fang so much he’s so special to me 😭😭

- izzy and stede’s dynamic >>>>

- HORROR EPISODE?!?!?!???

- HELL FUCKING YES CURSES AND BODY HORROR FUCK ME UPPPPPP

- stede is slaying so hard in his cursed shit

- “i did a punch 😀”

- “that shit is decadent”

- why is izzy watching stede check himself out 🤨

- “i once watched a crew gouge their eyes out over a curse” “sounds like syphilis” …what.

- pete using the phrase “living rent free in your head” was goofy to me

- i love pete so fucking much!!! oh my god!!!!

- “but i never hear anything about the fact that you lived” …….holy shit.

- polycules who fight curses together stay together 😌👊

- oh yes, renowned non-superstitious man of science, frenchie

- so true always remember to thank the fairies

- knife parade 💀💀💀

- “i got it out of my system when we beat you to death :)”

- oh izzy’s just living in denial okay

- he made lucius a little shark :’)

- roach refering to frenchie’s “beautiful body”

- “he’s blaming the bean!” “it’s a legume”

- “those fucking barbarians 😩”

- stede telling izzy to fuck off was very satisfying ngl

- okay but fang have you considered that ed just has adhd

- stede’s serving so much cunt in this shirt (also i would kill for that shirt)

- “does that make us horrible people?” “or does that make us smarter people!” is such a change in character for pete and stede compared to last season

- tragic that ed’s not around to see stede be baddass and sexy

- lucius defacing the ship to make a little mural of pete i love them

- okay but there was absolutely a second there where pete thought lucius was gonna suck his dick

- HOLY SHIT ARE THEY GONNA GET MARRIED?!?!?!!!

- OH MY GOD im so mentally ill about them,,, they’re gonna be husbands!!!!!!!!

- this scene paralleling the end of s1ep5,, they can’t not kiss

- “that wasn’t a long story at all”

- the direct callback to “you wear fine things well” 😭😭

- KISS!!!!!!!!!!!!

- hand hold!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

- communication!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

- kevin.

- oh whoops i forgot about the post credits scenes

- ed teach my most special girl <3

- this preview for next week is insane,,, also are they in bed together? is stede pushing ed up against a wall? 👀

this is so long i’m sorry i am simply so mentally ill over them

[hysteria-things]

nathan "oh you're hungry? eat my dick then" doe

“man, i’m a little hungry.”

“okay so suck my dick then.”

spoiler alert: he fucked your mouth and took you out to eat after😇