hi, anon from just now, and yes that’s what i was wondering, you understood it perfectly! thank you(:

carisi-dreams:

originally asked & clarified here. comes a couple of months after this

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“So…I think I may have burned that bridge with Lawrence,” you admitted slowly as you walked past where Nick was letting you into his house. He bent down to kiss you and made an inquisitive noise. Toeing off your shoes you set your purse down with a sigh as you walked into the living room. You lowered yourself onto the couch and curled a leg under yourself.

“Do go on, princesa,” Nick prompted as he crossed the room.

“I may have told him to go fuck himself,” you said with a sheepish smile and a shrug. Nick startled from where he was straightening up some papers on the table, giving you his full attention as he sat heavily on the couch next to you.

“You…why…wha—give me something else here. You’re killing me,” he stuttered and you laughed and leaned over to rest your head on his shoulder.

“He said something nasty about you. And kind of me? Something about being ‘drilled into a dirty mattress by a dumb biker thug’. Didn’t like that very much,” you said matter of factly and Nick wrapped an arm around your shoulders. “Told him I’d rather have you blow my back out against a brick wall outside of the police station than ever sit across the table from him and have coffee ever again. Then I told him to go fuck himself.” Nick’s shoulders shook and you had a feeling he was laughing at you.

“Well, don’t think he was going to do either of us any favors anytime soon anyway. Sorry he upset you, sweetheart,” Nick finally said through more laughter. You elbowed him in the side before giving in to laughter yourself.

“What a jerk. Can’t believe he thought I’d be okay with him saying that about you. Ugh,” you complained and Nick’s laughter quietened and he started nosing along your neck.

“He’s always been like that. Just never around you before,” he muttered and you tilted your head to give him better access to you. “Got an idea for something he’d really hate, if you’re interested,” he breathed as he starting kissing towards your mouth. You turned your head to capture his lips, moaning and leaning into him.

“What’s that?” you breathed against his lips before biting his bottom lip gently.

“Could ‘blow out your back’, as you say, in my bed. Make you scream my name,” Nick propositioned from beneath heavy eyes. Your ears perked up slightly when he referred to his bed, but you figured he was talking about the bed in the guest room. Either way, you had no plans to pass up that offer.

“Oh, yes please, rey,” you breathed with a smirk and another kiss. Nick stood, gathering you in his arms as he walked swiftly to the back of the house. You kissed his neck, humming and beginning to whisper dirty things into his ear before something caught your attention. The door being opened and then kicked shut was his actual bedroom and you spared a quick look around before looking up into his face. He gave you a small smile of acknowledgment before setting you on the bed and pulling off his shirt before starting on your own.