《MCYTxreader Smutshots!》↘️Clingy 🙈
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You and Nick(Sapnap) have been having a hard time lately. It's just that part of the relationship when communication is key, but Nick and Y/n haven't been doing much of that. They have been busy caught up in their own lives. You try to make effort to give him love, but it seems to be only take and no give with him.
"Nicckk!" I yell. I sit on his bed staring at the back of his head. His headset on and only paying attention to his computer.
"Babe I'm in the middle of something." He says plainly. I crave even for him just to poke me.
"Can't we just cuddle or something?" I spat back. My anger rising
"I just told you I'm busy!" He was getting mad now as well.
"You're always busy! I'm your girlfriend!" I stood up still staring at the back of his head.
"I can't have time to myself!?" He glanced back at me. His expression was mixed.
"You again always have time for yourself! You never talk to me anymore!"
"Yes, I do!" He yells turning his chair.
"Ok when then? Cause' I haven't seen you even try!" I yelled back
"Well, ummm," he paused, I knew he couldn't think of anything.
"See." I sat back down with my arms crossed. A sudden wave of sadness fell over me.
"I don't know Y/n, your just clingy." He just threw the word out there. I looked down, and went deep in my thoughts. Maybe I was trying too hard. Or maybe I'm not good enough. Or most likely he's not good for me. These thoughts saddened me even more. A single tear went down my cheek.
"Hey, hey hey." He finally took his headset off and rolled his chair over to me. Yet he spoke in a soft voice like nothing happened.
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"No." Anger took over me again.
"What?" He tried to take my hands away from my face.
"No, you will not just get to treat me like that!" I paused to wipe the tear "You can't just yell at me and then go all soft! You never talk to and that's the truth! You know it, yet you don't make any effort to even start a small conversation with me!" I huffed trying to catch my breath.
"Baby, I'm-" I cut him off.
"NO, it's too late. Maybe if your so sorry you would have made an effort." I stood up and walked out of his room and slammed the door. I went to my gaming room and sat in my chair, basically rethinking life. I heard a soft knock on the door.
"Listen," he looked at me to see if I was going to stop him. I definitely wanted to hear what he has to say.
"Recently I've been in my own head. I can't tell you the nights I have spent awake regretting that I hadn't even spoken to you that day. I feel terrible. I'm sorry I didn't make a bigger effort." I got up from my chair and gave him a hug.
"You still haven't apologized for calling me clingy," I whispered in his ear
"How can I make it up to you?" He whispered back
"Nah ah, apologize Nick."
"I'm- wait," He paused and moved his hands from my back, slowly to my hips.
"Ok, maybe I'll take that as an apology," I smirked and more my hands to the bottom of his sweatshirt. He pulled out of the hug and took the sweatshirt off. He quickly went back to my body, our lips crashed together.
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He slowly pulled off my shirt and dropped it on the floor. Slowly walking backwards out of my game room and to his bedroom. I put my arms around his neck as we kissed deeper into the kiss. My stomach felt like it was on fire and had butterflies at the same time. When we finally got to his room he sat on the bed as I straddled him. I helped him pull off his shirt. He laid me down on the bed and pulled off my pants. He looked up to see me smiling slightly at him. He spread my legs apart and slowly kissed up my thighs. He stopped at my heat and licked it through my lace panties. His euphoric touch set me off so bad as he took off my underwear gently. He then held my hips as he used his tongue on my heat. He swirled it up, down, and in little circles. I moaned loudly.
"N-Nick!" I held his head with my hand. He looked up quickly and smirked. He then without noticed stuck a finger in as he continued licking. He could tell I was getting close.
"Not yet princess." He huffed. He sounded like he was out of breath. I sat up as he did. I kneeled on the floor as he pulled off his pants and boxers. He was gonna pay for calling me clingy. I started at his tip. He was already very hard. I quickly went all the way down on him and quickly went up, teasing him.
"Hey, Y/n." He whined. He held my hair back. This time I properly gave him head(🧠). He cummed in my mouth. I cleaned him off and sat on the bed as he rolled a condom on. I took my bra off and laid on the bed.
"Ready?" He whispered in my ear. He hovered over me and softly stroked my arm, it gave me chills. I nodded and he slowly entered in. I lifted my legs and wrapped them around him. His thrust went a little faster as he went in and out of me. It felt amazing, crazy good. He always hits the right spot. He then started to pick up his pace. breathing heavily. Our moans filled the room. I quickly felt the knot in my stomach.
"Nick-" I breathed. He nodded.
"Me too," He got sloppy with his thrusts. He slowed down as we both reached our climaxes. He came into the condom and slowly pulled out. It was a few minutes before he actually got up to put clothes on. he handed me underwear and a shirt. I laid there, after I put them on. My leg felt so weak. When Nick laid down I turned around.
"You still didn't say sorry." I whispered after he put the covers over us.
"you're still mad?" He looked down. I put on a cute mad face.
"Fine, I'm sorry princess, I'll work on my communication skills." He kissed my forehead and snuggled closer.
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Howdy!!!!! I leave for a week and you give me 1k reads!!!! I just want to say, THANK YOU, GUYS!!!! Holy cow 😎 Anyways someone said grass ain't working anymore so, uh, go hug a tree or something, lol! I love you bb
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