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mayqueen517OH YEAH. I told myself, when I saw this prompt, I was going to write something a little less smushy, but I really don't care, because these two, UNF.
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hector_rashbaum with, Nicole/Spencer, fuzz.
Title: Not A Second
Pairing: Spencer Smith (Panic! At The Disco)/Nicole Anderson
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 886
::Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothingggggg. The title is from the Frank Turner song Vital Signs.::
Summary: He wants to ask her to live with him, he wants to ask her for everything, and when he thinks about asking, his throat closes up and the only thing he can do is to kiss her. He wants to come home to her, and have her tease him about not shaving, or when he's annoyed by Brendon.
They've been home from the airport for two hours, and Spencer can't bring himself to move from the bed with her. Spencer rubs his chin over her belly, laughing when Nicole squeaks and shoves at him, laughing. They're lazy and naked, and he likes the way that she stretches under him, looking down with messy hair as he kisses along her stomach.
"I cannot believe you shaved it all off," she says, dragging her hand through his hair as he shrugs, shifting around and positioning her legs. Nicole lets him move her, languid and smiling at him when presses a line of kisses from her belly button up to her breasts.
"I wanted a change," he says, knowing that the comment is loaded, knowing that she knows exactly what he means. Spencer shifts, wrapping his lips around her nipple, listening to her gasp, as her fingers dig into his back. He pushes two fingers into her easily, feeling her arch into him as he pulls up. She's still slick from before, and he kisses her as she moans quietly, spreading her legs further. He slowly pushes a third finger into her, feeling her moan and bite down on his bottom lip.
Pulling back, Spencer watches her arch into his fingers, her eyes fluttering closed as his thumb rubs over her clit. Nicole whimpers hard, reaching up to push her hair back from her face and he thinks she's beautiful. He thinks it suddenly, looking at her stretched out over his bed, naked, with a sheen of sweat starting to cool. Her eyes are closed and she's biting her lip and he thinks she's the most beautiful thing that he's ever seen.
"You're...You're staring at me," Nicole says breathlessly as he thrusts his fingers slowly, watching her squirm.
"I like watching you," he says, leaning down to kiss her collarbone, trailing his tongue along the line of it, rubbing his chin against the soft skin there. He can't help but laugh softly when she makes a soft noise and shivers.
"I know," she says, gasping when he grazes his teeth along her earlobe. She reaches, rubbing her fingertips along the shadow of stubble that he knows has already appeared. She pulls his mouth to hers, kissing him hard, like she can't wait and he groans into her mouth, thrusting his fingers harder, listening to the slick sounds of her around his fingers.
She pulls back, letting out a sound that's somewhere between a whimper and a groan, clinging to him as she comes. She lets out the soft, shaky sounds he's gotten used to hearing over a phone and when she shudders, he can't help but kiss her again.
He wants to ask her to live with him, he wants to ask her for everything, and when he thinks about asking, his throat closes up and the only thing he can do is to kiss her. He wants to come home to her, and have her tease him about not shaving, or when he's annoyed by Brendon. And when she kisses back, he wonders if she's telling him yes to whatever unasked question he's thinking.
When she pulls back, his fingers are still inside of her and he grins softly down at her. She groans, laughing as she does so before reaching up and pushing his hair back.
"You just gonna stay like that?" she asks, teasing.
"I might."
"Mm, I've got a different idea," she says, sliding her hand down his side and back up, before shifting away from him as he slides his fingers out of her. Nicole pushes him onto his back, grinning at him.
"Oh yeah?" he says, watching her hands slide along his chest and stomach. She laughs, shaking her hair back from her face, and he watches it settle on her shoulders. He slides his hands along her waist and can't help but tugging her down against him.
"I was thinking that you'd lay back and let me ride you, actually."
"I think I could handle that," he says, making her laugh, and it makes his chest hurt and his stomach roll, as he pulls her down into a kiss. He kisses her and lets her position them and thinks that he can ask her whatever he's thinking later. She rides him like that, clinging to him and kissing him hard as he holds onto her.
Spencer groans, arching hard and listening to the sound that's muffled by their lips, her teeth grazing his bottom lip. He pulls back, dragging his mouth along her shoulder, gasping hard and when he comes, he bites her shoulder, unable to help it. Nicole groans raggedly, shuddering against him and when he relaxes back into the bed, he presses a series of slow kisses along the bite on her shoulder.
"Stay here. With me," he says, against her shoulder, feeling her stiffen up for a moment, and he pulls back, watching her face. She watches him in return, looking over his face and just when he thinks she's going to say no, Nicole leans forward and kisses him slowly. Against his lips, he can feel the slow smile that eases onto her face before she speaks.
"Absolutely.
The prompt was from
hector_rashbaum with, Nicole/Spencer, fuzz.Title: Not A Second
Pairing: Spencer Smith (Panic! At The Disco)/Nicole Anderson
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 886
::Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothingggggg. The title is from the Frank Turner song Vital Signs.::
Summary: He wants to ask her to live with him, he wants to ask her for everything, and when he thinks about asking, his throat closes up and the only thing he can do is to kiss her. He wants to come home to her, and have her tease him about not shaving, or when he's annoyed by Brendon.
They've been home from the airport for two hours, and Spencer can't bring himself to move from the bed with her. Spencer rubs his chin over her belly, laughing when Nicole squeaks and shoves at him, laughing. They're lazy and naked, and he likes the way that she stretches under him, looking down with messy hair as he kisses along her stomach.
"I cannot believe you shaved it all off," she says, dragging her hand through his hair as he shrugs, shifting around and positioning her legs. Nicole lets him move her, languid and smiling at him when presses a line of kisses from her belly button up to her breasts.
"I wanted a change," he says, knowing that the comment is loaded, knowing that she knows exactly what he means. Spencer shifts, wrapping his lips around her nipple, listening to her gasp, as her fingers dig into his back. He pushes two fingers into her easily, feeling her arch into him as he pulls up. She's still slick from before, and he kisses her as she moans quietly, spreading her legs further. He slowly pushes a third finger into her, feeling her moan and bite down on his bottom lip.
Pulling back, Spencer watches her arch into his fingers, her eyes fluttering closed as his thumb rubs over her clit. Nicole whimpers hard, reaching up to push her hair back from her face and he thinks she's beautiful. He thinks it suddenly, looking at her stretched out over his bed, naked, with a sheen of sweat starting to cool. Her eyes are closed and she's biting her lip and he thinks she's the most beautiful thing that he's ever seen.
"You're...You're staring at me," Nicole says breathlessly as he thrusts his fingers slowly, watching her squirm.
"I like watching you," he says, leaning down to kiss her collarbone, trailing his tongue along the line of it, rubbing his chin against the soft skin there. He can't help but laugh softly when she makes a soft noise and shivers.
"I know," she says, gasping when he grazes his teeth along her earlobe. She reaches, rubbing her fingertips along the shadow of stubble that he knows has already appeared. She pulls his mouth to hers, kissing him hard, like she can't wait and he groans into her mouth, thrusting his fingers harder, listening to the slick sounds of her around his fingers.
She pulls back, letting out a sound that's somewhere between a whimper and a groan, clinging to him as she comes. She lets out the soft, shaky sounds he's gotten used to hearing over a phone and when she shudders, he can't help but kiss her again.
He wants to ask her to live with him, he wants to ask her for everything, and when he thinks about asking, his throat closes up and the only thing he can do is to kiss her. He wants to come home to her, and have her tease him about not shaving, or when he's annoyed by Brendon. And when she kisses back, he wonders if she's telling him yes to whatever unasked question he's thinking.
When she pulls back, his fingers are still inside of her and he grins softly down at her. She groans, laughing as she does so before reaching up and pushing his hair back.
"You just gonna stay like that?" she asks, teasing.
"I might."
"Mm, I've got a different idea," she says, sliding her hand down his side and back up, before shifting away from him as he slides his fingers out of her. Nicole pushes him onto his back, grinning at him.
"Oh yeah?" he says, watching her hands slide along his chest and stomach. She laughs, shaking her hair back from her face, and he watches it settle on her shoulders. He slides his hands along her waist and can't help but tugging her down against him.
"I was thinking that you'd lay back and let me ride you, actually."
"I think I could handle that," he says, making her laugh, and it makes his chest hurt and his stomach roll, as he pulls her down into a kiss. He kisses her and lets her position them and thinks that he can ask her whatever he's thinking later. She rides him like that, clinging to him and kissing him hard as he holds onto her.
Spencer groans, arching hard and listening to the sound that's muffled by their lips, her teeth grazing his bottom lip. He pulls back, dragging his mouth along her shoulder, gasping hard and when he comes, he bites her shoulder, unable to help it. Nicole groans raggedly, shuddering against him and when he relaxes back into the bed, he presses a series of slow kisses along the bite on her shoulder.
"Stay here. With me," he says, against her shoulder, feeling her stiffen up for a moment, and he pulls back, watching her face. She watches him in return, looking over his face and just when he thinks she's going to say no, Nicole leans forward and kisses him slowly. Against his lips, he can feel the slow smile that eases onto her face before she speaks.
"Absolutely.
