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Summary: Taylor and Nick are having tons of fun getting paid to make out with each other. Maybe too much because it translates into after hours work, but.. WAIT YOU BOTH WANT TO TOP?

(18+) Kinks/Tags: RPF, dirty talk, fingering, orgasm, oral sex, (a little) rough oral sex, desperate kisses, trying to out top, slutting, penetration, so many banters, Nick top, Taylor top, WAIT TWO TOPS?, Two tops.

This is a Taylor x Nick smut fic, for fun, not a weird ship thing just some sexy mental imagery. Enjoy!

Neither of them knew how it happened, not that it was close to on their minds right now. It was after a long day on set, Taylor had come to Nick’s hotel room. The two had dinner, and drinks, and as per usual at least four banters. Come to think of it now, maybe the drinks had something to do with it. But it was only a few drinks to unwind, surely that couldn’t be responsible for this? Responsible for the way Nick was straddling Taylor’s lap, grinding against the other man, hands tangled in Taylor’s hair in a way that thanks to this movie, had become familiar. Their lips were crushed together, were either of them even breathing? That was up for debate, all that was coming from either were soft sighs, hums, desperate gasps for air. Taylor’s hands moved down the other man’s back now; sliding down and grabbing Nick’s hips. Large hands applying a firm pressure, guiding the way Nick moved, like trying to shift the haphazard desperate grinding into something more fluid. “You are kind of a slut aren’t you?” Taylor was the one to break the silence, allowing both a reprieve to catch a breath. “Oh sorry, should I get off? Do you want me to stop?” Nick asked, but his tone was not even close to concerned, he knew the answer. “Also, a bitch,” Taylor added as he leaned his head back, feeling Nick’s full lips run along the length of his neck. “But also really hot,” that came out more like a moan as he felt Nick’s teeth bite at his throat. “I wouldn’t be such a bitch if you weren’t so unbearable.” The bottle blond defended, but it did come out as an accusation; especially the way he used two fingers to push at the other man’s chest. “Oh, so unbearable that you’re grinding on my dick like you’re actually getting something out of it?” Honestly, Taylor expected another banter out of that one, especially because he did his best impression of Nick’s ‘unbearable’. But it didn’t work, instead Nick just grinned quite like he knew something Taylor didn’t. “I am.” It came out almost sing song as he ran his hands over Taylor’s chest, lower now, tugging off the shirt that the other man had on. One quick motion tossed Taylor’s shirt aside as Nick dipped his head down, licking one long stripe up Taylor’s chest, up the side of his neck, before biting Taylor’s jawline. Just one little bite, but enough to make Taylor’s breathing shake, as if the lick hadn’t already left him short for words. “I love feeling you get so fucking hard under me,” Nick’s voice was soft, it sounded like a secret. His fingers slid down Taylor’s chest, and underneath himself, sitting up on his knees just enough to let his hand wrap around the other man’s length. His fingers giving that hardness an experienced little squeeze, like he knew exactly how much pressure to apply to make Taylor gasp.

“You know I was… joking about the slut thing but, I’m starting to think I shouldn’t be joking. I swear that’s a compliment.” Taylor’s voice was almost shaking as he spoke, trying his best to keep his cool composure, but losing it so quickly. Nick smiled, so sweetly, as if his hand weren’t… where it was, brushing lips over the other man’s “And you haven’t even seen what I can do with my mouth yet.” Taylor’s breathing shook as Nick’s tongue flicked over his bottom lip, “Uh no I think I have a decent idea what you can do with your mouth. I mean I definitely know what those lips were made for.” Taylor reached up a hand as he spoke, cupping Nick’s chin in his hand, running one thumb over those full lips. As he did though, Nick opened his mouth, tilting his head down and wrapping his lips around that thumb. His eye’s locked on Taylor’s as he sucked that thumb, so slowly bobbing his head; being as obscene as possible about it really. “Shit, okay yeah I get it,” Taylor exhaled the words his breathing shaking. As Nick pulled back slowly, his lips spread into a grin until the tip of Taylor’s thumb was just barely pressed against his lips, “Want me to put my mouth on your cock instead?” All Taylor could do really was give an enthusiastic nod, just staring with his own lips slightly parted. “Good,” Nick chirped, slipping back to stand up and then immediately looping his fingers in Taylor’s belt loops, “Come on, come to bed.” He said tugging the other man to stand up. “You know you don’t.. have to drag me.” Taylor said with a laugh, letting himself be tugged toward that bed. “Has literally anyone ever said no to you after a show like that?” he asked. “No,” Nick was smiling as he stopped in front of the bed, reaching down to unbutton Taylor’s pants. “You know you are allowed to keep kissing me,” he said playfully as Taylor simply watched. “Oh right.” It was a genuine tone, like Taylor had forgotten that was an option. He leaned in, resting one hand on Nick’s face as he pressed their lips together.

Admittedly the kissing was getting a bit more heated as Nick unzipped Taylor’s jeans, pushing them down to the mid-thigh level before his hand once again groped at the other man’s hardness. This time his palm did most of the work, running along Taylor’s length as his fingers sort of guided the way. He didn’t keep it up long, a few moans into the kisses seemed enough for him. As the two kept kissing though, still just as heated, both trying to lead the kiss, tongues fighting for dominance. Nick pushed those jeans lower, the underwear straight after, finally breaking the kiss to tug both entirely down; crouching down to help Taylor step out of them. “Thanks.” It was almost a pant from Taylor before he gestured at the bed, like in a questioning way. “Oh, absolutely not.” Nick laughed in a very genuinely amused way. “Do you actually think I’m getting on my knees for you in this hotel room? You must be mad,” he laughed again as he pulled off his own shirt. Still smiling in that same amused way, Nick stepped back and sat on the edge of the bed, one single finger motioning Taylor closer. “You’re the one getting your cock sucked, you can stand. Or do you think that’s too much for you to handle?” Taylor did step closer, his head slightly cocked, “Well, if you’re half as good at it as you seem to /think/ you are? Maybe it is.” It was a bratty tone, that made Nick scrunch his face, in feigned disgust. “Don’t..admit those things out loud.” He said before leaning up to grab Taylor’s hip, pulling him closer, “Just stop talking and put your cock in my mouth.”

“Right.” Taylor rolled his eyes, pushing his fingers into Nick’s hair. They slid through it easily, roughing the freshly showered fluff up as he rested his hand on the back of Nick’s head. Taylor’s free hand took a hold of his cock, brushing it over Nick’s bottom lip as the blonde parted his lips. The tip of Nick’s tongue slipping out as he leaned in, immediately wrapping his lips around what he’d slipped into his mouth. Taylor let the hand at his base fall as Nick’s hand quickly left his thigh to replace it. It was the same act as earlier, Nick’s eyes fluttered up, locking on Taylor as he bobbed his head slowly, sucking in that same intense way. His tongue working in time with his lips as he rested one hand on Taylor’s thigh, one on his hip. “You.. look really fucking hot with a dick in your mouth.” Taylor’s breathing was a soft groan as he spoke, nodding down at Nick, who smiled, as much as he could, given the situation. Taylor’s hand was firm on the back of Nick’s head, guiding but not really applying any pressure, yet. He intended to, but for now he enjoyed those slow intense motions, as Nick slowly built to a steady pace. From below, Nick’s eyes never left Taylor’s face, locked on him, and eating up every single sound that came out of his mouth. Nick did make a few soft moans of his own, just so incredibly worked up by every expression of pleasure that the other man pulled.

It didn’t take long though for Taylor to finally apply some pressure to the back of Nick’s head. As soon as he did it, Nick rested his hand flat on Taylor’s hip, pushing back some as his eyes shot a warning look. “What, you’re not going to let me have any fun?” Taylor teased. But Nick didn’t bother to answer, pulling back enough to take a deep breath, but never taking his mouth off of that cock. He adjusted his mouth, quite like a snake realigning it’s jaw to swallow something hole. Honestly, Taylor found that a bit unsettling, but not for long. Once he’d seemed to relax himself, Nick leaned back in, immediately taking as much of that cock into his mouth as he could, and he managed about three fourths of the way before gagging. He didn’t pull back, only pausing in place as Taylor gave a groan, ��Oh come on baby, you can do better than that, you know you can,” he cooed. Despite now watery eyes flashing Taylor a warning glare, Nick relaxed his throat as much as he could, pushing himself farther down, fighting through each gag until the tip of his nose brushed the dark hair on Taylor’s stomach.

“Holy.. shit baby,” Taylor panted, his fingertips massaging the back of Nick’s head, applying the slightest pressure, giving a much more intense moan as he felt Nick gag against him again. “You’re so fucking good at that.” Once Nick did pull back, Taylor easily released him, giving a worked up laugh as he nodded, “That was so fucking hot.” He panted. Nick was catching his breath, nodding as he leaned forward, spitting the excess saliva in his mouth onto the other boy’s cock, his hand stroking in place of his mouth as he caught his breath. “You look good getting your cock sucked,” the words were almost teasing but Nick grinned as he said them. “Not.. half as good as you look doing it baby, I promise.” Taylor laughed, “You.. gonna let me fuck your face? I mean clearly you can handle it.” Nick nodded where Taylor expected a ‘no’, “Yeah just not too long I don’t want you to cum before we even get started.” And Taylor eagerly nodded back, “Yeah of course babe, open?” he asked stepping back closer. Nick opened his mouth though, his hand still on Taylor’s cock as he tapped it against his tongue for a moment, those still glassy eyes locked on the brunette. “You really are a slut,” Taylor teased. “Say it again,” Nick breathed before dipping his head back down, immediately going back to sucking. This time it was like his life depended on it, fast and messy, and he rested both of his hands on the edge of the bed, just letting his mouth do all of the work. He didn’t slow down in the slightest when he’d take too much and gag, just letting tears well in the corners of his eyes. He relaxed into it as Taylor tangled both hands into his hair now, a firm but gentle gesture to hold Nick’s head in place as Taylor began to thrust into his mouth. He took a step maybe half an inch forward, but just enough to make Nick gag with each thrust, and enough to make Taylor moan in such a graphic way. He was so loud, and so unashamed of it, beyond feeling amazing, Nick was taking it so well for him. He didn’t fight, or pull, just trying to keep his eyes open, blinking back the natural tears that formed. “You’re being such a good slut for me,” Taylor panted, his fingertips almost rubbing at the other man’s scalp, still thrusting into those pretty lips. “Such a pretty little slut with that dick down your throat,” he groaned, only making a more worked up noise when he felt Nick moan at those words, which immediately resulted in a gag. “And you make the hottest fucking sounds choking on that dick baby.”

It didn’t last too much longer before Nick placed a hand on Taylor’s hips, the slightest push back, and Taylor did step back, letting Nick switch to using his hand. Once again, Nick spit all of that extra saliva, his hand massaging it in. “You liked it?” he asked in a pant. Taylor nodded, “Love it, you’re not done already ar..” but Taylor stopped speaking watching as Nick played with his cock. Rubbing his lips against it, tapping it against his face, rubbing it over his face. Almost literally nuzzling against it, like a kitten with his favorite toy. “No one does that shit outside of porn.” Taylor said with a breathy laugh. Nick pulled back with a grin, “I just did, so,” but he stood up now, shoving Taylor back as he began taking off his own pants. “Besides, you have a really nice cock.” Taylor stepping back from that shove shook his head, an amused grin on his lips. “How the .. fuck do you flip it off like that.. like a fucking light switch, you’re like Jekyll and Hyde.” Nick however, was finally naked now, and Taylor would be lying if he said his eyes didn’t follow every move, watching Nick unzip a travel bag. Watching as he pulled out lube, kind of impressive, slutty, but impressive, Taylor was into it. “I believe the phrase you’re looking for Taylor, is being a service top. Which I’m leaning into because you come across as a pillow prince.” He said before walking back to where Taylor was, gesturing at the bed, “Shall we?” he asked.

“Are you implying that you’re giving me special tre- wait what?” Taylor snapped to attention as he processed the rest of that sentence. “You think I’m a bottom? You think I’m a pillow princess?” Taylor wasn’t even pretending to not be offended. Nick however, looked unphased, “I said prince, are you not?”

“Uh, first off, excuse you, that is SO rude, I have never in my life just /laid/ there.” Taylor defended.

“There’s no shame in being a pillow prince, darling. I apologize if I implied there was.”

“I’m not done talking!”

“Very well, get it out, I know you need to.”

“Second off..” Taylor huffed, gathering himself, “Second off, I’m a top, mostly, anyway, I’m definitely the top here.” Nick laughed genuinely again, shaking his head, “No, no love you’re not.” “What do you mean no I’m not? You uh, you make a pretty convincing bottom, to –” Taylor waved his hands for effect, “Not be one.” He gave a more serious look then, “Did you forget about that?” “I was acting darling, I can’t believe I have to explain that to you, an actor.” Nick deadpanned. “Excuse me, you said you were leaning into the service top thing, you leaned into that bottom thing well enough.” Taylor said it almost like an accusation and Nick laughed, “And that has /no/ baring on my personal life.” There was a pause as Taylor almost pouted, “Well I’m taller.” “Oh my god, and that has NO baring on this situation, besides you’re like an inch taller than me.” Nick said, still smiling. “Well,” Taylor was still pouting, “We can.. measure..” he gestured at his own hips, then Nick’s. “No, we are not having a literal dick measuring contest for this.” Nick deadpanned again. “Huh, I don’t think I’ve ever heard you say dick before.” Taylor mused. “Because that’s an American word and that was THE most American suggestion I’ve ever heard.” “Okay well what are we doing?” Taylor asked with a sigh, looking over Nick who just shrugged. “We just.. start and see who wins?” he asked. “Oh, it’s a competition now?” Taylor couldn’t hide a smirk. “Was it ever anything else?” Nick asked, just stepping back and sliding onto the bed, motioning another finger at Taylor, who immediately ran and jumped on the bed. “Stop come hither-ing me like you’re in charge.” Taylor said, despite crawling over the top of Nick, kissing the other man hard. “I am.” Nick mumbled into that kiss, his hands sliding up Taylor’s arms, wrapping around his back before he used one foot for leverage. Once he had that leverage, he was shoving Taylor back, so he was on top, pressing his hips down against Taylor’s. But Taylor allowed it, his hands sliding down Nick’s back, large hands grabbing Nick’s ass, groping and kneading pale skin. Nick did grin into those kisses, “Brat.” He whispered at the hands on his ass. “You’ve definitely called me worse.” Taylor said against his lips, but it was a much flirter tone than he’d been using before.

But the kissing wasn’t slowing down, the two of them did flip each other a few more times, Nick ducking back so Taylor was on top once Taylor got too handsy. Nick ‘cheating’ according to Taylor and applying the same hands trick until they both ended up on their sides. Hips pressed together, their cocks consistently brushing up against each other, making both of them give soft gasps and moans. Finally, Nick reached back, grabbing the lube, and opening it without breaking the kiss. “Give me that,” Taylor mumbled into the kisses, reaching for the lube as Nick just held his arm farther away. But all it took was just one lil jerk from Taylor’s long arm to snatch it. “You really are insufferable,” Nick laughed as he watched Taylor apply it to his fingers. “Hey, I’m being nice, I’m using lube.” Taylor defended as Nick snatched the bottle, applying some to his own fingers. For a moment they just stared at each other, like willing the other to cave in. Clearly reaching a ‘fine!’ sort of resolution at the same time as their lips crashed together again, the bottle of lube getting lost in the mix as their bodies pressed together once more. Hands clumsily wrapped around the other, fingers pushing into each other at almost the exact same time. Both of them gasped, Taylor seeming almost shocked that Nick went through with it. Nick’s brows furrowed as he gave a sharp ‘Christ’ under his breath, “Your.. fingers are so fucking thick. Why did you use two?”

“Oh sorry,” Taylor sounded vaguely concerned, “You okay? Is it too much?” he asked. Nick gave him a defiant look, “I won’t give you the satisfaction of saying yes.” Taylor made a ‘fair enough’ face, “I think it’s worth mentioning that you also used two.” He added. Nick did laugh softly, “Well, you better get used to it, my cock is big.” He teased. “Oh okay okay, wow there’s an ego I didn’t see coming.” Taylor teased back. Moments later, the two were at it again, kissing each other like they were starving for it. Slowly fingers started to move, both of them working their fingers into each other. And both of them started to get noticeably more into it than they’d have liked to admit. Their hips pressing tighter together, it was impossible to tell which of them started it really, but they were grinding against each other. In reality both of them were grinding back against the other’s fingers, but they’d never admit it. “You like that don’t you?” Nick panted against Taylor’s lips, and Taylor tried to give a ‘ha’ sort of noise that came out more like a moan. “Not nearly as much as you’re going to love my dick.” Taylor groaned, though he’d have sworn it was unrelated. “Mhn that’s not how it’s going to work, you’re going to cum from my fingers, and then I’m going to fuck you into this mattress.” Nick panted. “Not if I make you cum first.” Taylor hissed through gritted teeth. “In your dreams.” Nick answered. But lips were crushing together again as Taylor pushed another finger into Nick, making him whimper, his free hand pawing at Taylor’s chest. Taylor could feel teeth against his lips, almost a growl as Nick pressed closer, and he felt another finger slide into himself as well, earning Nick a gasp from the other man. “Your fingers are.. ridiculous.” Nick finally admitted, in almost a whimper. And Taylor was nodding back, “I mean you’re.. definitely not bad at this.” He groaned. They were kissing again, their fingers working into each other desperately. Their hips still grinding together, both moaning in such a desperate way with each push of their hips that resulted in those fingers sliding deeper. Both of their bodies more than warming up to the intrusion. Again, even if they’d never admit it, both of them aching for something.. just a bit bigger. After a few more moments though, they broke that kiss, Nick was the one to break it, looking between them, “You’re.. like dripping.” He panted. Taylor stumbled over his words some at that, “Yeah it’s.. it’s like who I am, I have a lot of precum, you’re not doing anything special.” “I didn’t imply that I was,” Nick clarified, “I mean I definitely tasted it earlier,” he teased, “I just think it’s hot is all.”

Taylor gave a soft ‘oh’ before kind of perking up, “I uh, okay what if we switch?” he asked. “Go on?” Nick arched a brow. “I mean, what if.. you fuck me for a little, then we swap and I fuck you.” He could see Nick’s face softening, and he kept running with it, “You can cum in me if you want.” He added. Nick laughed at that though, “Once again, you’re insane if you think I’m letting you put that thing in my ass with my cock soft.” He said shaking his head, “Unbelievable, but alright.” He said nodding, “One condition.” Nick was pointing a very serious finger at a smiling Taylor. “If you finish fucking me before I cum, I want you to finish me off with your mouth.” “You’re accusing me of being a pillow princess again I see.” Taylor snapped back. “But fine, of course yeah.” He said breaking them up some, slipping his fingers out of Nick and sitting up more on his knees. “How uh, do you want me?” he asked picking up the bottle of lube and offering it to the blonde. “From behind,” Nick said with no hesitation, “I’ve been thinking about that for.. fucking weeks.” That thought did make Taylor a bit shy, weeks? Nick had been thinking about him that long? It wasn’t that he hadn’t been having similar thoughts, it was just… weirdly flattering to him. “You should have taken me out to dinner first.” Taylor teased, moving down onto his elbows as well so he wasn’t just sitting on his knees, and already beginning to arch. It was, a perfect arch, certainly one that made Nick stare for a minute. Taylor was sliding down on his chest, grabbing a pillow to rest his cheek on, tucking his arms under it as he spread his legs a bit wider, slipping to the perfect height. “Are you going to like.. wait till tomorrow?” he asked. “Sorry, just..” and Nick was moving, opening that lube back up and dripping it between Taylor’s cheeks, adding some to his own cock, and massaging it in as he closed the bottle back, just dropping it. “You’re really fucking good at that.”

“You are allowed to just tell me that I have the best ass you’ve ever seen, you know that riiiiiii-oh my god.” Taylor did not get to finish that sentence as he felt Nick push into him. The pressure of Nick’s opposite hand on his lower back, as if he’d move, as if he was going to run from it; he wasn’t. It was a stretch for a second, but whether it was because they’d spent god knows how long fingering each other, or because he was just /so fucking attracted/ to this boy; he felt like he adjusted quickly. He pushed himself back against Nick’s hips, giving a low moan at the fullness and at the satisfied noise he heard Nick make. Once Taylor pushed back against him, Nick was leaning up, just so he could bend over to see Taylor’s face some, “You have the best ass I’ve ever fucking seen.” He said with a coy grin, and all Taylor could do was pant a soft ‘thanks.’ Once Nick was back up straight, he was beginning to thrust then. His hands moved over Taylor’s body, fingertips tracing every muscle. “You feel incredible.” He whispered, though it was more like a moan. “So do you,” Taylor almost gasped.

The pace was moving from slow, to steady, and Taylor would have been lying if he said every inch didn’t feel even better every minute that passed. Finally, he managed to speak of his own accord, “Shit.. fuck me Nick.” He was steadily pushing himself back against the other boy now, bouncing off of Nick’s hips. But there was a rut in their pace, sort of sudden as Nick stopped, and Taylor felt fingers tangle into his hair. One rough motion and Nick was pulling him up, onto his knees. Taylor made the kind of noise he would deny making tomorrow as Nick’s arms wrapped around him and he felt those now oh so deep thrusts. Nick’s lips on his back, on his shoulders, teeth pulling at his skin. He was melting back against Nick’s chest, one hand moving back behind him, resting on the back of Nick’s neck, like keeping them so close. His other hand running down his own stomach to wrap around his cock, not that it lasted. As soon as he felt his own fingers, Nick’s hand wrapped around his wrist, “Don’t you dare.” He felt Nick pant against his shoulder. “If you’re going to fuck me, you better have more than enough left for me.” But Taylor gave another whine, down deep from his chest, he almost swore he’d fall forward. “Well, when can we switch? Fuck, Nick.”

“Mhn, we can now.” Nick almost purred, “You made such pretty noises, you’ll make me cum if I keep listening to them.” He said in a tone that was teasing, before just pushing Taylor back forward onto that pillow. “Oh my god!” Taylor panted in an exasperated way, “Stop shoving me places!” he said sitting up so fast, almost as if to prove that his thighs weren’t dangerously close to jello. He leaned over to shove Nick’s shoulder though, and Nick almost giggled. “Oh come on, you’re already getting to fuck me, you can’t have everything you want.” He said picking up the lube and handing it over to Taylor now. “You say that like I’m getting something so special.” Taylor quipped, before leaning in to kiss Nick, hard, and starving. He felt Nick melt into it, almost leaning forward as he broke that kiss. “You are,” Nick said softly, “How do you want me?” For a moment, Taylor thought, there was a million positions he’d thought about putting Nick in sincerely. Behind wasn’t a bad idea, but he really wanted to see Nick’s face once that cock slipped inside of him. He’d thought about Nick riding him, but that was too much power for the blonde he decided pretty quickly. “On your back.”

“Yes sir,” Nick said with a playful tone, but Taylor couldn’t not think about how.. hot it actually sounded. He watched as Nick got settled down on the bed, laying in the pillows and just watching Taylor move between his thighs. “You know,” Taylor said starting to fiddle with the lube, applying it to both of them as Nick pulled up a leg. “Your dick is like.. kinda pretty.” He said glancing up at Nick’s face. “Oh, thank you Taylor how nice, a little late but nice.” “Shut up.” Taylor huffed tossing the bottle against one of those other pillows as he took control of Nick’s legs now. The way he pulled them up, and open, did make Nick gasp, especially as Taylor leaned down, and pulled one over his shoulder. But it didn’t stop Nick from giving a soft ‘Make me’ in response. “Oh so.. so fucking gladly.” Taylor laughed as he used one hand and pushed himself into Nick then. His eyes were locked on the boy under him, watching that soft face contort; brows furrowing, plush lips parting as his eyes almost looked desperate. “You’re so deep.” Nick breathed. “Oh baby,” Taylor couldn’t help but grin, “I’m only going to get deeper.” He said, both of his hands moving up Nick’s thighs, catching under the knee and pushing them up, tight, almost against Nick’s shoulders. It earned Taylor a sort of strangled almost yelp, as he pressed his hips tighter against Nick. “Hurt?” He checked in, just to be sure. Despite having his lips already hung open, Nick just shook his head no.

Nick's jaw only hanging even more open as Taylor began to thrust into him. It wasn’t slow, but it wasn’t fast either, just steady deep shoves, Nick could swear he felt it in the back of his throat. Taylor was resting his weight on Nick’s legs, keeping them tight in place as he kept that deep pace up, his eyes locked on those desperate ones under him. “You’re just as fucking pretty with my dick in your ass as you are with it in your mouth.” He could see that Nick wanted to answer, it was all over his face, call him something mean in the name of pretending not to love the compliment. But currently, Nick couldn’t form sentences. Instead, he just nodded, his hands moving up to rest on Taylor’s sides. “You like that dick baby?” Taylor panted, “You’re taking it so good baby,” his own voice a moan as he picked up the pace. Nick did manage a soft ‘yes’ ‘please’ in response to that. Taylor couldn’t help but grin, leaning in closer, and giving Nick soft slow kisses, a direct contrast to those deep shoves.

Both of them were getting so noisy into the kisses, so desperate. “Inside you okay?” Taylor finally panted against Nick’s lips. A desperate nod came first, before Nick finally whimpered a soft ‘please’ against Taylor’s lips. That was essentially all it took, and Taylor made another of those desperate noises as he felt his orgasm wash over him. His hips shifting to just grind up against Nick as he rode it out, desperate for every last shred of pleasure as Nick gave soft whimpers at each movement, his fingertips ‘clawing’ at Taylor’s arms. Once he’d caught his breath, Taylor slowly put Nick’s legs down, giving a smile as Nick gasped at the sudden feeling of emptiness when Taylor moved back. “You took that really good for someone who uh, apparently doesn’t do that.” Nick however was sitting up some, reaching between his thighs, kind of awkwardly touching around, “I feel like I’m making a mess… that was.. so much cum. Like I actually felt it, that’s..” “Okay and?” Taylor teased, “Are you like the only guy in the world who doesn’t like watching your cum drip out of people?” he asked. Nick gave a shy shrug, “Well I suppose I like it.” “Right,” Taylor nodded, “I like seeing it too.” He said before taking his turn to push Nick back now, “Besides, I think I owe you a blowjob.” He said nodding down to Nick’s hips. “Oh, right you do.” Nick said giving a soft smile himself now, “It’s not.. going to take long, I’m.. so close.” He admitted with a tone that suggested he’d rather have not. “It’s fine baby, you just had the best dick of your life I get it.” Taylor said moving down then on his stomach sitting up on an elbow as one hand stroked Nick’s cock for a moment. “Well I think /best dick of my life/ is being a little generous,” Nick clarified but Taylor’s mouth ended most of those thoughts. “I.. some of..the best dick, is fine to say.” Nick said reaching a hand down to tangle in Taylor’s curls. Watching those big brown eyes as Taylor’s head bobbed steadily, working in an eager way, his hand working what his mouth didn’t. “Not that it’s an.. extremely long list, mind you.” Nick continued, “You, don’t have a ton of competition.” His breathing was shuddering, and as Taylor gave a bratty kind of ‘Mhm’ noise against Nick’s cock, his hips almost jerked in response.

“Fuck.. me.. you’re going to make me cum.” Nick groaned, and Taylor gave him a look best interpreted as ‘Yeah that IS the goal here’. It wasn’t much longer before Nick did cum, gasping out, giving his own desperate moan as he gritted his teeth. Taylor hummed, doing his best to keep sucking, trying to catch most of it in his mouth. He could feel Nick’s fingers tight in his hair as he kept at it for a few more seconds. Finally Taylor pulled back with an audible pop, immediately swallowing everything in his mouth. “Feel good?” he asked, leaning back in to lick at some of that cum on his fingers, where it had run down Nick’s length and pooled there. “Incredible.” Nick breathed, just playing in Taylor’s hair as he watched, “That.. is very sexy you know but I would rather you kiss me.” He added after catching his breath. It made Taylor smile, so wide honestly, like a puppy, crawling up over Nick and kissing him so passionately. “That was really good.” Taylor cooed against Nick’s lips. “It was, really good.” Nick said resting a hand on Taylor’s cheek as he stole another kiss. “You bottomed for me.” Taylor mumbled against Nick’s lips, smiling against them. “And you bottomed for me, stop being so smug!” Nick scolded, giving Taylor’s shoulder a lil shove, but then just immediately pulling him down for another kiss. “Stay in my room tonight?” Nick asked after a few more moments of kissing, and Taylor nodded, shifting so he was on his side, tugging Nick closer so that the two of them were more cuddled together. “Yeah I was hoping you’d ask me to.” He said pressing a kiss to Nick’s shoulder. “Mhn, well who else would I get morning head from?” Nick teased. Taylor couldn't help but laugh, “See! You are a slut.” He said still laughing as Nick smiled, looking so pleased with himself.

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