idk why but i’m really in a nick mood lately even tho he’s never been my favorite. anyway, how do you think he’d react if his gf pulled a basic instinct and did the whole leg cross-uncross thing without underwear like sharon stone in like a public place but where only he could see and not touch for a while
I had to watch that scene herebefore writing this and…damn.
A few days ago, Nick had come home with a shy smile on his face, gently placing his arms around your waist and pulling you close, nuzzling his head into the crook of your shoulder, soft black hair tickling your neck. You could feel his smile against your skin.
“Hey, baby” you greeted, turning slightly to wrap your arms around him, lovingly returning his embrace. Nick was blushing, brown eyes lit up in the most beautiful way as he bent down just far enough to sweetly kiss your cheek
“I passed, mi cielito. I passed the sergeant’s exam.” He said, voice breathy and light.
You squealed with happiness, tightening your grip around him and laughing.
“I knew you could do it! God, Nick. I’m so proud of you.” Cupping his face in your hands, you pressed your lips to his, the kiss slow and sweet. “I was just finishing up dinner, but…” A mischievous look crossed your face as you trailed a hand down his firm chest, stopping just above his belt. “Think you could go for dessert first?”
Nick raised an eyebrow as if if he was pondering your offer, but before you could feign offense he had already lifted you off your feet, carrying you into the bedroom as the kitchen timer beeped behind you.
“Nick!” you called out, sipping a glass of rosé from your place at the dinner table. You watched as he emerged from the bedroom, buttoning his light blue dress shirt and straightening out his tie.
“Yes, princesa?” Nick kissed your forehead before passing right by you, checking the time displayed on the oven clock. “What time did you say everyone would be over?”
“In a few minutes.” you spoke casually, bringing the glass of wine to your cherry painted lips.
To celebrate Nick passing his sergeant’s exam, you had invited the team over for a nice, homecooked dinner and a chance to relax, something you were sure everyone on the squad could use more of.
Nick whistled, sitting in seat across from yours and popping a piece of bruschetta into his mouth. “Do you need help with anything? You okay?”
You tried to keep your emotions in check, wanting desperately to groan at the way Nick’s tongue ran across his pink lips, wanting to smile at your boyfriend’s endless concern for your wellbeing. He always had to make sure you were okay, that you were happy. That you felt loved.
And you were always more than happy to return the favor.
Looking up at from underneath your eyelashes, you smiled, making sure his eyes were on you as you slowly uncrossed and recrossed your legs, watching the way his pupils darkened and he shot forward in his seat when he realized you weren’t wearing any panties underneath your short, white dress.
“Baby.” he croaked, hand reaching out to tightly grip your knee. “What, uh-”
Just then, the high pitched ring of your doorbell interrupted the two of you, just how you had hoped. You wanted Nick to be nicely worked up, hard and leaking by the time his party was over, and judging by the way Nick was clenching his jaw, swallowing thickly, you would get your way.
“Looks like our guests are here, darling.” You rose, smoothing out your dress and squeezing his shoulder before pressing a tender kiss just beneath his ear. “I love you, Nick. Tonight’s all about you.”
reblogging for the night crowd, now taking nick requests xx
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