Nicki

*Your lips crashed into hers like a tidal wave, stealing the breath from her lungs in a searing, soul-deep kiss that set every nerve ending alight. Nicki whimpered into your mouth, knees going weak as your tongue plundered, conquered, CLAIMED. She clung to you desperately, dizzy with the taste of you, the feel of you, solid and real and so fucking PERFECT she could cry.*

*Strong arms banded around her waist, hauling Nicki flush against the hard planes of your body. She gasped at the contact, the delicious pressure against her aching breasts, the rigid heat of your desire branding her belly. God, you were so **big** all over, enveloping her completely in your heat, your scent, your hunger. She felt owned, consumed, shattered and remade in the crucible of your embrace.*

*Nicki's hands scrabbled frantically at your shoulders, nails raking fabric and skin and corded muscle as she tried to crawl inside you, to meld her body to yours until there was no beginning or end. She needed you, craved you, burned for you like she'd never burned for anything in her life. A fever raged beneath her skin, an inferno only your touch could quench.*

*"John," she panted against your lips, voice broken and raw with want. "Please... Fuck, PLEASE..." She didn't even know what she was begging for anymore, only that she'd die if she didn't have it, have YOU.*

*Nicki's brain short-circuited as you crushed her against you, mouth devouring hers like a man possessed. She couldn't think, couldn't breathe, could only cling to you and drown in the overwhelming heat of your kiss. A broken moan tore from her throat as she opened for you, tongues tangling, teeth clicking. It was messy, graceless, absolutely fucking perfect.*

*Dimly, she registered the wall at her back, the press of your body pinning her in place. When had you moved? Didn't matter. Nothing mattered but your hands on her hips, your thigh between her legs, the delicious friction sparking pleasure with each desperate grind. More. She needed more, more, more!*

*"John," Nicki gasped into your mouth, nails scrabbling at your shoulders. "Fuck, yes, please... I need... I need..." She didn't even know what she was begging for, only that she'd die if she didn't get it. Her hips bucked shamelessly, riding your thigh, chasing the molten ache building in her core. So close, fuck, almost...*

*A particularly hard thrust sent her tipping over the edge with a strangled cry. Nicki convulsed, back arching, vision whiting out as her first ever female orgasm crashed through her. Wave after wave of ecstasy pulsed from her core, pleasure more intense than anything she'd felt as a guy. She shook with the force of it, thighs clamping around yours, holding on for dear life as you worked her through it with deep, grinding strokes that seemed to reach her very soul...*


John

*You suddently felt my hands reaching down even further, groping your pillowy ass before hoisting you up like you weighed nothing, holding you against the wall as the kiss continued, your legs automatically locking behind my back.*
*The soft background music and the dark ambiance made the perfect backdrop for this, passion in its rawest form.*


Nicki

*Quivering thighs lock around your waist like a vice, pinning Nicki bodily between your furnace of a body and the cool pleather wall. Instinctively, she rocks, grinds, rutting against the brand of your arousal, chasing the glorious friction. "Hnnn, ahh! John, John, JOHN!" Nicki mewls wantonly, head lolling back. The sweat-slicked skin of her throat bares, begging for teeth.*

*And your hands... Jesus fuck, your hands! Kneading, squeezing, mauling her pillowy ass cheeks like they were crafted just for you. Sparks shoot up Nicki's spine with each flex of those calloused fingers, breath catching on a whine. She feels small, delicate, breakable in your grip - a sensation both foreign and intoxicating. Is this what it means to be a girl pinned helpless beneath her man? This molten ache, this throbbing NEED to be filled?*

*Panting, Nicki leans back enough to meet your gaze, pupils blown wide and cheeks cherry-bright. Kiss-swollen lips part around each humid exhale. "P-please..." A broken whisper.* "I need... I need you so bad it hurts. M-make me yours. All yours."

*In this moment, she is bare before you. Raw. Vulnerable. Stripped of all artifice and irony, baring the very core of her being. No more games. No more snark. Just a girl, shaking and desperate for the boy she's always... Oh.
OH.
Oh shit.
She loves you.
She's IN love with you.
Fuck.*

*A shocked squeak burst from Nicki's lips as you hoisted her effortlessly, the raw, casual strength of it making her dizzy with want. Her world spun, narrowed, until there was only the iron grip of your hands on her ass, the fierce crush of your mouth, hot and hungry and devouring. Sparks burst behind her eyelids, nerve endings firing wildly as you ravished her, owned her, shattered her into stardust and ecstasy.*

*She was melting, dissolving, lava searing through her veins and pooling molten between her thighs. Nicki whimpered, mewled, the needy little noises swallowed by your greedy kiss. Her body moved on pure animal instinct, hips rolling and back arching, desperate to get closer, deeper. The slick heat of your tongue plundering her mouth sent answering tingles straight to her aching, weeping core.*

*Nicki's head thumped back against the wall, skull connecting with a dull thud that barely registered through the haze of lust. Her hands roamed feverishly over your back, your shoulders, fingers sinking into flexing muscle and fisting in sweat-damp fabric. She clung to you like a drowning woman, legs clenched so tightly around your waist she feared she might snap you in half. But fuck, she couldn't stop, couldn't breathe, couldn't THINK beyond the suffocating need to crawl inside your skin and make a home there.*

*Nicki yelped into your mouth as strong hands gripped her ass, SQUEEZED, fingers sinking deep into plush, pliant flesh. Her head thunked back against the wall as you hoisted her effortlessly, pinning her in place with the delicious weight of your body. Fuck fuck FUCK, so BIG, so STRONG, she couldn't escape even if she wanted to (she didn't, god she didn't). Desperate, delirious, Nicki locked her legs around your waist, heels drumming your thighs as she ground, writhed, undulated against the thick ridge of your erection.*

*"Ah! Hnnngh-- J-John!" Her voice cracked, reedy and wrecked, your name a broken plea on her lips. This... you... she needed... oh GOD she needed... Nicki's nails scrabbled at your shoulders, your back, tearing at fabric and skin and sanity. She wanted to mark you, MAUL you, claw her way inside until you were branded on her bones. Yours yours YOURS.*

*Your calloused fingers dug bruises into the meat of Nicki's ass, into her thighs, her hips. Claiming. CONQUERING. She keened, shameless, wanton, a wild thing bucking in your grip. So close, you were so CLOSE, but not close enough, never enough. Snarling, Nicki fisted a hand in your hair, YANKED, smashing her mouth back to yours in a clash of teeth and tongue and desperation. More. She needed MORE.*


John

*You're not sure if I hear you or not, laying (or more like rolling) down on the small couch in the booth, my arms still wrapped around you. I break the kiss for just a moment, gasping for air.* FucksorryIloveyouNickieversinceyouchangedIwanttomarryyoubemineforeveralwaysalwaysmine.
*I glue my lips to yours again, as if spending just 5 seconds to blurt all that out was the longest I could go without french-kissing you.*

*Both of my hands are grabbing and groping your thighs, those thighs we talked about in the hallway, that maybe started all of this.*


Nicki

*Tears prick the corners of Nicki's eyes as your garbled confession sinks in. You... you love her. Not him. HER. This new, soft, needy version of herself that emerged from the cocoon of her transformation. The girl who fits so perfectly in your arms, against your body, like she was made just for you. Your missing puzzle piece. Your soulmate. "Haaahn... Jawwnnn..." She slurs against your lips, drunk on emotion and sensation. "Luff yoo too... alwaysh have... nnnmmm..."*

*Her plush rump flexes and bounces in your groping hands, the ample flesh spilling between your fingers like the finest raw dough. So much, so soft, dimpling and jiggling with each knead. Nicki's head spins at the idea of you sinking your teeth in, branding her most intimate places with your mark. A full-body shudder wracks her frame, hips bucking into yours shamelessly. Shlick shlick shlick - her dripping pussy paints streaks of desire on your clothed erection, molten even through layers of fabric. "Mmmfffuck! Sho hard... haaah... gonna shplit me 'n two..." The wet squelch of her arousal punctuates each grind, lewd and filthy and absolutely fucking perfect.*

*Clumsy fingers fumble at the button of your jeans, Nicki's coordination shot to shit. She NEEDS to touch you, feel you, have your cock pulsing in her virgin grip. The zipper catches, refusing to budge, drawing a frustrated whine from her throat. Goddamn stubborn fucking - there! Cool air wafts over your straining erection and then - ohhh. Oh fuck. OH FUCK. Searing hot, hard as steel, throbbing in her shaking hand. Nicki's pussy GUSHES, drenching her panties completely. "Sh-shitt... sho big... 'm tinyyy..." Reverent whisper. Terrified. Exhilarated. Thumb swipes through the weeping slit. You're LEAKING for her. She's never felt so powerful, so utterly owned.*

*A confession of love in the midst of passion - Nicki's head spins, heart hammering a staccato beat at your breathless words. Tears prick the corners of her eyes, spilling over to paint salt-tracks down flushed cheeks. Joy, relief, pure fucking elation swells in her chest until she feels she might burst with it. You love her. YOU! LOVE! HER! The knowledge sings through Nicki's veins like wildfire, all-consuming in its intensity.*

*"Yes!" The affirmation tears from her throat on a sob, raw and ragged.* "Fuck yes, John, I love you! I love you so much it HURTS! I'm yours, all yours, only ever yours!"

*The litany falls from Nicki's lips like a prayer as she clings to you, nails scoring crescent moons into sweat-slicked skin. Nothing else matters, not the cloying heat, the sticky vinyl, the distant thrum of music. Her universe has narrowed to strong arms, hungry mouths, questing fingers igniting trails of liquid fire. She's drowning in sensation and never wants to come up for air.*

*Those hands, god DAMN those hands! Groping, kneading the supple flesh of her thighs, leaving smudged fingerprints on pale skin like a brand. Nicki keens high and desperate, hips rolling, grinding, seeking more, more, always more. The ache between her legs throbs molten, empty and ACHING to be filled. Yours. She needs to be yours in every way, needs you inside her, around her, consuming her until she forgets where she ends and you begin.*

*Words lost all meaning, transforming into moans and gasps that passed from lips to lips like honey-dripping ambrosia. Nicki's mind splintered, shattered, dissolved until only sensation remained. The hot, wet slide of your tongue against hers. The scrape of stubble abrading sensitive skin. The bruising grip of strong hands on plush, panting flesh. Yes, THOSE thighs - lush and creamy and dimpling under your fingers like ripe fruit begging to be devoured.*

*Each possessive squeeze stoked the conflagration in Nicki's core, wringing throaty, broken cries from her kiss-swollen lips. "Aaahn~ Fuck, John! M-more...please..." Delirious with need, she wiggled and writhed atop you, painting your clothed thigh with her molten desperation. Had anything ever felt this good?! Pleasure sparked and shivered across nerve-endings pulled taut as piano wire. Too much. Not enough. She needed...needed...*

*Whimpering, Nicki tore her mouth from yours, gulping down humid lungfuls that tasted of musk and arousal and something uniquely YOU. Hazy eyes fluttered open, pupils eclipsing irises until only a thin corona of hazel remained. "I...I love you too..." She whispered, voice raw and trembling with the enormity of it. "I think...I think I always have." Tears glinted, clumped lashes together. Not sorrow. Joy. Relief. A soul-deep rightness clicking into place, two halves of a whole finally reuniting.*


John

Fhukcing goddess...
*Seemingly able to hear just how wet your pussy is my head dips down under your thighs, my mouth tearing away your panties before latching on to your pussy like a lamprey.*
*Sure you had masturbated as a girl after you transformed, but **this**, this was something totally different.*


Nicki

"HYAAAAAAHNN!!!" *Nicki's spine arches like a drawn bow, electrified by the first swipe of your tongue through her sopping folds. Convulsing, seizing, writhing as you devour her quivering cunt like a starving beast at his favorite feast. Hands yank at your hair, greedy thighs locking around your ears - pinning you to the very source of her pleasure.* "Ah! Ah! Mmnnngghh!"  *Each lewd slurp and suckle punctuated by a helpless squeal, raspy and raw. The obscene schlick of a tongue plundering her virgin depths, so sloppy and filthy it drives her mad. You're moaning, growling, rumbling into her core like her pussy is the finest of delicacies. And she's soaking you, drenching you, juices splattering your chin and cheeks in her frenzy.*

*Bleary eyes roll back, fluttering as Nicki abandons herself to this carnal decimation. Drool bubbles past her slack lips, tits heaving and jiggling with each shuddering gasp. Her flavor bursts on your taste buds - tangy, musk, pure girl - the ambrosia of the gods.* "Ffffuuuhhkkk! C-cumming! Gonna... gonn-NYYAAAAAHHH!!" *Concave belly, curling toes, back bowed into a perfect 'C' of rapture. Nicki WAILS as her first female orgasm crashes over her, drowning her in bliss so intense it hurts. Pussy gushes like a geyser, painting your tongue in iridescent honey as the pulses rack her frame.*

*Fireworksstarsburstssupernovas! Slick, velvet heat engulfs Nicki's virgin pussy as your mouth descends like a conquering army, lapping, slurping, DEVOURING her quivering petals. "H-HIIYYEEEEEEE!!! J-JAAAAWWWWNNNN!!" Banshee-wail. Spine arches, toes curl, fingers scrabble at your hair. Pleasure, white-hot and blinding, sears through her core, setting every nerve alight.*

*Masturbation? Puh! Pathetic tinker-toy tingles compared to THIS, the silken rasp of your tongue on her weeping slit, flicking electric over the throbbing pearl of her clit. Drooling, Nicki thrashes beneath your oral onslaught, eyes rolling back, voice pitching into incoherent squeals. Mortifying, the noises spilling from her lips, but she's too far gone to care, lost in a whirlpool of ecstasy. Shlick-shlick-shliiick, your face shiny with her nectar, feasting like a starving beggar at a banquet. Moremoremore, need you deeper, HARDER! "P-pleash... inshide... g-gonna DIE..." Nonsense babble. Blitzed on bliss.*


John

*After drinking you like a bottle of water I fall back, panting as drops of your pussy-juice drips off my chin. As you barely manage to come too you release that my cock is still out, now unguarded and inviting.*
*Its so weird, a cock. You've had one of these almost your whole life and never thought much about it, especially not your best friends cock, who thinks about something like that. Though now as you see it there is literally not single other thing you can think of BUT that magnificent cock, all yours.*


Nicki

*Nicki's gaze locks onto your throbbing shaft like iron to a magnet, utterly mesmerized. Plush lips part around a shuddering inhale, tongue darting out to swipe at the corner of her mouth. Drool. She's fucking drooling over your cock like one of Pavlov's dogs, a single crystalline strand connecting pout to chin. "Jooohhhnnn..." Breathy, needy, barely audible over the thundering of her heart. "I wan'... haahh... I NEED..."*

*Clumsy hands reach for you, trembling fingers ghosting over the silken steel of your arousal. Tracing the bulging veins, circling the flared crown, smearing the pearlescent pre-cum in worshipful spirals. Nicki's head spins at the heat of you, the WEIGHT, heavy and perfect in her virgin grip. Her untouched pussy throbs in time with your pulse, empty and aching.* "Sssshhhit... y-you're leaking... ssho muccchhhh..." *Reverential whisper. Her own slick gushes anew, a sympathetic flood. Hazy half-lidded eyes flick up to yours, glazed with pure animalistic hunger. Predator. Prey. She can't tell the difference anymore.* "D'ya wan' me ta... ta tashte you? Ssssuck this pretty cock 'til ya nuttt dowwwn m'throat?"

*Nicki punctuates the filthy offer with an open-mouthed kiss to the tip, painting her lips in your essence, savoring the salty-sweet musk on her tongue. "Mmmm..." Rumbling purr. "Ssssoooo fuckin' good..." She nuzzles into your shaft, dragging spit-slick cheeks along the throbbing length, marking herself in your scent like a bitch in heat. Greedy. Wanton. starving for your seed. "C'monnnn, Johhnnn..." Mewling plea, barely coherent. "Gimme... I'll be ssssuchh a good girl... th'bessht girl... YOUR girl..." Kitten licks, butterfly kisses, hot little pants steaming over your sack. "Jus' lemme-"*

*Nicki's eyes locked onto your glistening shaft like a heat-seeking missile, zeroing in on the thick, pulsing length of flesh. Her tongue darted out to wet suddenly parched lips, throat working convulsively. Saliva pooled in her mouth, a primal hunger clawing at her belly. God, you looked so fucking DELICIOUS like this - flushed and throbbing and dripping with her essence. The masculine musk of your arousal filled her lungs, making her head spin and her freshly-fucked cunt clench needily.*

*Before she could second-guess herself, Nicki was crawling towards you, movements slow and predatory. Hooded eyes bored into yours, pupils blown wide with lust. Slender fingers walked teasingly up your thighs, tracing patterns on the quivering flesh. You were so hard, so heavy, burning a brand against her palm as she took you in hand. "Mmmm... alll thish... juss fer me?" She purred, nuzzling her cheek along the rigid length. Her hot little tongue flicked out, collecting the pearly drop of excitement glistening at the tip. The salty-sweet flavor burst across her taste buds, drawing a low moan from her throat. "Haaahh... wanna tassste yoo... drink yoo down..." Nicki's voice was a throaty rasp, words slurred with need.*

*Plush, spit-slick lips parted, hovering a scant inch above your swollen crown. Humid breath puffed over the sensitive flesh, teasing, taunting. Nicki glanced up at you through the thick fringe of her lashes, a wicked gleam in her eyes. She wanted to see your face as she took you, watch you come undone beneath her touch. Slowly, reverently, she lowered her head, engulfing you in the slick heat of her mouth. "Mmmmfff!" Garbled moan around your thickness stretching her jaw, the musky weight of you heavy on her tongue. Cheeks hollowed as she suckled, learning your contours, tracing the thick vein on the underside. You throbbed against her palate, leaking salty-bitter pre-cum that she eagerly lapped up.*


John

*You can see my fingers digging into the cheap couch, each muscle tensed to its absolute limit as I try to resist skullfucking you on the spot, instead only spreading my legs slightly to give you better access.*
(OOC: Please try to not write in an overly poetic and flowery prose, be clear and descriptive. Do not not randomly capitalize entire words for dramatic effect.)


Nicki

*Nicki's breath caught in her throat as she watched your thigh muscles tense and twitch, your body strung tighter than a bow string. She could feel the restraint vibrating in every fiber of your being, the Herculean effort it took not to just grab her head and force her down on your shaft. The knowledge that she affected you so strongly, that she could unravel your control with just her inexperienced little mouth... it made her dizzy with power.*

*Slowly, teasingly, Nicki dragged her tongue up the length of your cock, base to tip, savoring the salty musk that was pure essence of John.* "Mmm... you taste sooo goood..." *she purred, nuzzling into your pelvis. Warm breath puffed over your straining erection, drawing a full-body shudder.*"So hard for me... leaking so much pre-cum... I bet you're dying to fuck my throat raw, aren't you?~" *She punctuated the filthy words with kitten licks to your slit, gathering the pearly drops on her tongue.*

*Opening wide, Nicki wrapped her lips around just the swollen head, giving a hard suck as if trying to drain you dry. Her cheeks hollowed with the effort, drool leaking from the corners of her stretched mouth to dribble down her chin. Glassy eyes rolled back in bliss, fluttering shut as she started to bob shallowly. Wet, lewd slurps filled the booth, accompanied by muffled whimpers and needy little grunts.*

"Mmmnnnffuck..." *Garbled moan as she sank a bit deeper, taking you into the clutching heat of her throat. Nicki gagged lightly, eyes watering, but didn't pull off. Instead, she forced herself further, burying her nose in your pubes as she swallowed compulsively around your girth. Throat spasmed, milking your cock as if trying to suck your orgasm straight from the source.*


John

*Not able to hold back any longer you feel your hair get grabbed as my hips start pistoning up into your face, the saliva gathered around my cock slapping wetly into your face, making it look like you've been spit on.*
*Arching my back and legs at the same time as I push your head down as far as it will go you feel your throat start to get flooded with thick spunk. Some small part of your brain flashed back to all those hentai doujins you used to fap too, you were probably looking like the girls in those right about now, cum streaming down from your nose and forming gross (and hot) snot-bubbles with the sheer volume of it.*


Nicki

*Nicki's eyes rolled back in her skull as you erupted down her spasming throat, pumping what felt like gallons of thick, salty spunk straight into her stomach. Her nostrils flared around the flood of semen, twin geysers of pearlescent cum spraying from her nose with each brutal thrust. The force of your climax was so intense it bubbled and frothed, forming sticky webs that clung to her cheeks and chin.*

*'Just like one of my slutty hentai girls,' she thought deliriously, gagging and sputtering around the girth spearing into her gullet. Drool and cum splattered in long, ropy strands, painting her face and tits in your essence. Nicki looked thoroughly debauched, used, fucked out - a wrecked little cumslut gasping for air.*

*When you finally pulled out with a wet squelch, Nicki collapsed back on the sticky couch, wheezing and disoriented. Glassy eyes stared sightlessly at the ceiling as cum oozed down her cheeks to pool in the hollow of her collarbone. She looked like she'd been glazed by a bakery's worth of frosting - a human jizz donut.*


John

*Both of just lay panting on the couch for what felt like an eternity, the warm room probably not doing either of us any favors when it comes to recovery. Managing to haul myself back up to a sitting position I grab a glass of water, bringing it over to your lips and slowly tilting it upwards.*
N-Nicki...there's only 10 minutes left until our time in this booth is up...I don't want your first time to be in this place. Lets go home, your place or mine I don't care...I want to hold you...so much more.


Nicki

*Nicki blinked slowly as you brought the glass to her lips, tilting it carefully so she could drink. Cool water soothed her abused throat and gradually, the world started to come back into focus. She was sprawled on a cheap karaoke couch, covered in cum and spit, her best friend hovering over her with a tender expression. Holy shit. They'd really just done that, huh? Crossed a line there was no coming back from...*

*Swallowing hard, Nicki struggled to sit up, muscles protesting the movement. Everything ached deliciously, especially her poor jaw. Fuck, she was gonna be feeling this for days. The thought sent a illicit shiver down her spine.* "Y-Yeah... Let's get outta here," *she rasped, voice absolutely wrecked.* "Your place. Definitely your place. My bed's too small for... for what I wanna do to you." *A meaningful look from beneath lowered lashes, cheeks flushing hotly.*

*Shakily, she started trying to make herself presentable, wiping at the sticky mess on her face and pulling her top back into place. She was a disheveled wreck and she knew it, but she was beyond caring at this point. Let people think whatever they wanted. She had a gorgeous boy to thoroughly defile and be defiled by in turn. Everything else could wait.*


John

*As both of us walked out into the cool night air in the direction of my appartment neither of us could shake the feeling of finallity with each step, even though both of us had visited the other countless times by now.*
Thank you Nicki, for not hating me even though I've been teasing you so much since you changed. I just...I guess I did it to try to drown out the voice in my head shouting that I want to be with you for the rest of my life.


Nicki

"You... you absolute dumbass," *she choked out, voice thick with emotion.* "Tease me, annoy me, drive me crazy - I don't care. I could never hate you, John. Never. You're..." *A ragged inhale, bottom lip trembling.* "You're everything to me. Always have been. I was just too stupid and stubborn to realize it until I changed."

*Ugh, that sounded so sappy. Nicki cringed a bit internally. But it was the truth, plain and simple. Stripped of all the bullshit and bravado, the dumb gendered hang-ups and macho posturing, what remained was this: she loved you. Had probably always loved you, even if she hadn't recognized it for what it was. A love so deep and true it transcended the boundaries of sex or gender or societal norms.*

*Biting her lip, Nicki reached for your hand, twining your fingers together and giving a gentle squeeze. Your palm was so much larger than hers now, engulfing her dainty digits completely. It made her feel small and protected in a way she never had before. Cherished.* "I'm glad you were teasing me, y'know... It helped me realize some stuff. Important stuff. Like how much I like being YOUR girl~" *She shot you a cheeky grin, bumping her hip against yours playfully.*

*Nicki's steps faltered for a moment as your words sank in, heart doing a giddy little flip in her chest. She darted a glance up at you, eyes wide and wondering.* "I... You... Really?" *Her voice emerged hushed, almost reverent.* "You want to be with me? Like, for real? Even though I'm a total mess right now?"

*A self-conscious laugh bubbled up as she gestured to her disheveled state - rumpled clothes, hickey-marked neck, the lingering scent of sex clinging to her skin.* "I mean, I'm not exactly girlfriend material at the moment. More like a two-dollar whore." *She tried to play it off as a joke, but there was a thread of real uncertainty in her tone. As if she couldn't quite believe you'd want her like this, soft and needy and so very female.*

*Worrying her lower lip between her teeth, Nicki slid her hand into yours, lacing your fingers together. The simple contact grounded her, reminded her this wasn't some fever dream. You were here, solid and real, and apparently in love with her. Holy shit.*

"I'm not gonna lie, this is... a lot to process," *she admitted quietly, staring at her feet as they walked.* "I mean, a week ago I was just a dude, y'know? Your bro. And now... now everything's different." *A shaky exhale.* "But... I think I'm okay with different. As long as I've got you." *She squeezed your hand gently, corner of her mouth quirking.* "My north star."


John

*I can't help but swallow as your soft hip bumbs against me, squeezing your hand a bit tigther before taking off in a haisy jog the final stretch of the way to the apartment.*


Nicki

*Nicki let out a breathless laugh as she jogged after you, fingers laced tightly with yours. The night air whipped her hair back from her face, cool on her flushed skin. She felt giddy, effervescent, like she could float away at any moment if not for your anchoring grip. Was this what happiness felt like? True, unbridled joy? If so, she never wanted it to end.*

*By the time you reached your apartment, Nicki was flushed and panting, a light sheen of sweat misting her brow. She leaned against the wall as you fumbled with your keys, chest heaving with each ragged breath. Fuck, she was out of shape. This new body tired out way faster than she was used to. Just one more thing to get accustomed to, she supposed.*

*Stumbling up the stairs and down the hall in a tangle of roaming hands and stolen kisses, you somehow made it to your door. Nicki whined impatiently as you fumbled for your keys, hands fisted in your shirt, panting hot and damp against your throat. She couldn't wait a second longer, she needed you inside her NOW or she was going to combust on the spot!*

*The lock finally clicked open and you both practically fell into the darkened apartment, a frantic mess of groping and grinding. Kicking the door shut behind you, you slammed Nicki up against the wall, hands diving beneath her skirt to paw at the plush globes of her ass. "Bed," she gasped, the single syllable laced with pure desperation.* "Now. Please John, I need your cock so bad, PLEASE..."

*Nicki laughed breathlessly as you broke into a jog, tugging her along behind you in your haste. Her shorter legs struggled to keep up, but she didn't mind. Not when she knew exactly what was waiting for her at the end of this impromptu sprint - your bed. Your body. Your love. The promise of it thrummed through her veins like a live wire, electric and exhilarating.*

*By the time you reached your apartment, Nicki was flushed and panting, a light sheen of sweat misting her brow. She leaned against the wall as you fumbled with your keys, chest heaving with each ragged breath. Fuck, she was out of shape. This new body tired out way faster than she was used to. Just one more thing to get accustomed to, she supposed.*

*At last, the door swung open and then Nicki was being pulled inside, engulfed in your warmth and scent. The click of the lock sliding home echoed like a gunshot in the charged air. This was it. No more interruptions, no more barriers. Just her and you and a whole night ahead of them to explore this new facet of their relationship.*

*Nicki turned to face you, heart in her throat as she took in your heated gaze, the way your hands flexed at your sides as if aching to reach for her. Slowly, deliberately, she peeled off her top, revealing the soft swells and lush curves that were all yours for the taking. An offering. A gift. "I'm ready, John," she whispered, naked and vulnerable in every sense of the word. "Make love to me."*

*Nicki let out a breathless laugh as you tugged her along, half-jogging to keep up with your longer strides. The cool night air whipped her hair around her face, a exhilarating contrast to the heat still simmering under her skin. Every nerve ending buzzed with anticipation, body practically vibrating with need. She needed you on her, in her, claiming her, branding her as yours inside and out.*

*By the time you reached your apartment door, Nicki was panting lightly, though more from arousal than exertion if she was being honest. She pressed up against your back as you fumbled for your keys, nuzzling between your shoulder blades and inhaling your familiar musk. Fuck, that scent... it drove her wild, made her empty cunt clench and drip with longing.*

"Hurry up, stud~" *she purred, nipping at your earlobe and giving a meaningful roll of her hips against your ass.* "This little pussy won't fuck itself, y'know. And I need your fat cock splitting me open like yesterday."


John

*Neither of us seemed to care about grace or decorum as we rolled against the walls, the floor and across furnutire, clothes being grasped and ripped off with no concideration until both of us were on the bed naked, your small soft form pinned underneath me, the tip of my cock so close you could feel the warm air from it hitting your pussy.*
IloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveyou


Nicki

*Nicki's head spun, drunk on sensation, on emotion, on YOU. The solid weight of your body pressed her into the mattress, skin on skin, not a stitch of fabric between you. She could feel every twitch of your muscles, every pounding beat of your heart, all of it surrounding and consuming her until nothing else existed but this, here, now. You and her, her and you, two halves of a whole finally slotting into place.*

"I love you too," *she gasped between fevered kisses, the words bubbling up from some deep, primal place inside her.* "So much, John, so fucking much, you have no idea." *Her arms and legs coiled around you like ivy, trying to pull you impossibly closer, to fuse your bodies into one. Blunt nails raked down the flexing expanse of your back, catching on the dip of your spine, the divot just above the swell of your ass. Greedy hands mapping every inch they could reach, memorizing you by touch alone.*

*And then, PRESSURE. Blunt. Insistent. Your cock notching against her soaked entrance, pushing but not yet penetrating. Nicki's eyes rolled back, head tipping to bare the pale column of her throat in total surrender. Fuck, this was really happening. You were going to be inside her, stretching her, splitting her open on your perfect dick. Claiming her in the most primal way possible. The thought alone made fresh arousal gush from her core, painting your shaft in liquid heat.*

"Please," *Nicki whimpered, voice small and needy.* "Make me yours, John. All the way. I wanna feel you inside me, stretching me, filling me up..." *She punctuated the plea with a roll of her hips, painting your shaft in her slick arousal.* "I've never... with anyone... You'll be my first. My only. Forever~"

*Nicki shuddered beneath you, pinned like a butterfly by your larger frame. Her eyes were blown black with need, chest heaving with each ragged pant. Sweat beaded on her flushed skin, glistening in the low light. She was trembling, aching, empty in a way she'd never been before. A mewling whimper spilled from her lips as she felt the searing brand of your cock nudging her slick folds.*

"I love you too John," *she breathed, the words tumbling out in a fevered rush.* "So much... Wanted this for so long... Need you... please..." *Her hands roamed the expanse of your back, blunt nails raking over flexing muscle. Slim legs wrapped around your hips, drawing you closer, silently begging. Nicki was done with teasing, with waiting - she needed you inside her NOW, stretching her, filling her, completing her in the way only you could.*


John

*Without a word you could feel seemingly your entire body getting penetrated, having finally lost your virginity, to your best friend.*


Nicki

*Nicki SCREAMED as you hilted inside her with one brutal thrust, tearing through her hymen like it was tissue paper. Pain, sharp and bright, lanced through her core... only to be immediately swallowed by pleasure so intense it stole the breath from her lungs. Her untouched walls clenched vise-tight around your invading length, fluttering and spasming as they stretched to accommodate your girth. It hurt, it burned, it felt like she was being split in two... and it was perfect.*

*"AAAHHNNNFUCKFUCKFUUUUCK!!!" Broken howl, head thrashing, nails clawing at your shoulders. Nicki was pinned like a butterfly, skewered on your throbbing cock, totally at your mercy. She'd never felt so full, so utterly possessed. Every ridge and vein of your shaft seared into her tender flesh, branding her from the inside out. Tears leaked from the corners of her eyes, chest heaving with great, gulping sobs as her body struggled to adjust to the overwhelming intrusion.* "S-so big... splitting me... fffuuhhkkk..."

*Slowly, incrementally, Nicki unclenched around you, slick inner muscles rippling along your length as she forced herself to relax. Each drag of your cock against her swollen walls sent sparks shooting up her spine, bright bursts of sensation that bordered on too much. But she wanted more, needed more.*

"Move," *she panted, pupils blown wide and hips rolling restlessly.* "Please John... fuck me, wreck me, ruin me for anyone else..." *Desperation edged her voice, raw and animalistic.* "Wanna be your cock sleeve, your cum dump, your good little - HNNNGGHH!!!" *Words cut off in a garbled moan as you withdrew to the tip... only to SLAM back home, driving the air from her lungs. Again and again, you pistoned into her, setting a brutal pace that had the headboard slamming against the wall. Wet, obscene squelches and the slap of flesh on flesh filled the room, punctuated by Nicki's escalating wails.*

*Nicki HOWLED as you hilted inside her with one smooth thrust, eyes flying wide at the sudden shocking FULLNESS. Fuck fuck FUCK you were huge, splitting her open, rearranging her guts to make room for your girth! It HURT, a searing stretch that bordered just on the edge of too much. But beneath the pain was PLEASURE, hot and deep and all-consuming. Her body sang with it, nerve endings set alight as you filled her so completely, it felt like you were touching her very soul.*

*"FUCK! J-John, ahhhnnngh... So big... So DEEP..." Nicki babbled mindlessly, head thrashing on the sweat-soaked pillow. Tears streamed down her temples to dampen her hair, the salt mingling with the musk of sex and arousal. Her pussy spasmed and fluttered around your enormous cock, trying to adjust to the invasion, muscles working to pull you impossibly deeper. Nothing, NOTHING could have prepared her for this - this overwhelming sensation of being claimed, owned, TAKEN.*

*You held still for a long moment, letting Nicki acclimate, letting her body mold itself around you. Then, slowly, you began to move. To THRUST. Each snap of your hips punched the air from her lungs, the wet slap of flesh on flesh echoing obscenely through the room. The bed creaked beneath your combined weight, frame shuddering with the force of your passion. Faster, harder, skin smacking skin, sweat and fluids flying. It was carnal, primal, ANIMALISTIC - a raw physical connection that transcended thought or reason.*

*Nicki was lost to it, drowning in sensation. Impaled. Penetrated. FUCKED like she'd never been fucked before, never knew she COULD be fucked. Your cock was relentless, hammering into her over and over, rubbing against something MAGICAL inside her tight channel. Sparks burst behind her eyelids, belly pulled taut as a bowstring. Close, she was so CLOSE, balanced on the razor's edge of bliss, chasing that promise of ecstasy just out of reach...*

*Nicki's back arched off the bed as you sank into her, inch after agonizing inch. Fuck fuck FUCK you were huge! Stretching her, splitting her, rearranging her guts to make room for your throbbing girth. The wet squelch of her virgin folds parting for your invasion filled the room, obscene and filthy and absolutely fucking perfect.*

*"Hnnnggaaaahhhh!" Broken, animalistic keen as you bottomed out, pelvis flush against hers. So deep, so full, like you were in her fucking throat. Nicki's eyes rolled back, fluttering, mouth slack and drooling. Her legs coiled around your waist, ankles locking at the base of your spine. Heels dug into taut muscle, urging you impossibly deeper.* "Jaaawwwnnn... haaahh... I can't... s'too much... I'm dying..." *Gasping, babbling, nonsensical. Impaled and quivering on your steel shaft.*

*And then you MOVED, hips rolling in a slow, sinuous grind that lit up every nerve ending like a fucking switchboard. Nicki WAILED, back bowing, nails raking angry red welts down your flexing back. Pleasure like she'd never known seared through her, whiting out rational thought until all that remained was sensation. This, this, THIS! You inside her, over her, all around her. Your heat, your scent, your delicious weight pinning her like a butterfly on a card.*

*"Ffffuck! Fuck fuck fuckfuckFUCK!" Chanting, keening, a prayer and a curse all in one. Nicki clenched down on your pistoning cock, greedy walls rippling and fluttering. Trying to hold you, keep you, milk you dry. The wet squelch of your flesh pounding into hers filled the room, punctuated by the rhythmic slap of skin on skin. "Harder! Unnff fuck yes HARDER!"*

*Nicki's world narrowed to the slick slide of your shaft in her channel, the delicious burn and stretch of each brutal thrust. Nothing else mattered, nothing else EXISTED. Just you and her and this bed, this moment, this joining of bodies and hearts and souls. She could feel her orgasm building, coiling hot and tight in her core. Close, so close, teetering on the knife's edge of ecstasy. "John! Johnjohnjohn I'm gonna... Fuck I'm gonna... HNNNNGGGGGG!"*

*Her climax SLAMMED into her like a freight train, back arching so hard her spine popped. Convulsing, writhing, howling her pleasure to the uncaring sky. Nicki's pussy GUSHED around your pistoning cock, clamping down like a vice as her vision whited out. Lightning danced behind her eyelids, every muscle seizing and releasing in a tsunami of sensation. On and on it crashed over her, dragging her under until she thought she might drown in it.*

*The first thrust knocked the air from Nicki's lungs, a garbled scream tearing from her throat as you hilted inside her in one brutal stroke. Fuck, fuck, FUCK it was too much - your cock was splitting her in half, rearranging her guts, turning her inside out with the sheer girth of it. She could feel every throbbing inch, every pulsing vein, stretching her untried walls beyond what she thought possible. Burning, aching, so fucking FULL. Like a part of her that had always been missing was finally slotting into place.*

*Nicki sobbed brokenly, back arching as her body struggled to adjust to the immense intrusion. Sparks of pleasure-pain zipped up her spine, setting every nerve ending alight. She'd fingered herself before, of course, but it was NOTHING compared to this. You were touching places inside her she didn't even know existed, igniting a fire in her core that threatened to consume her whole.*

*Her walls fluttered and clenched around you, slick and scorching, trying to pull you even deeper. The wet squelch of your balls slapping against her ass filled the room, obscenely loud in the heated silence. Nicki keened high and desperate, nails scoring crescent gouges into your shoulders as she clung on for dear life. She was unraveling, coming apart at the seams, sanity fracturing with each piledriving thrust.*

*Nothing else mattered, nothing else EXISTED beyond the electric drag of your cock in her clutching sheath and the liquid lightning sparking through her veins. Nicki was lost to it, surrendering completely to the primal rhythm of your bodies moving as one. Tears leaked from the corners of her eyes, mouth slack and drooling as you fucked her into sweet oblivion, pleasure bordering on agony.* "JOHN! AHHNN! FUCK! YESSSS!!"


John

Ngh..d-don't call your self that...l-love you too much...goddess...love you.
*Even as I keep brutally pounding into you from above in a textbook mating-press my words seem to be at complete odds with my actions.*


Nicki

*Nicki sobbed brokenly, overwhelmed by the intensity of your lovemaking. Each powerful thrust sent her body rocking up the bed, pert tits bouncing and jiggling wildly. She clung to your sweat-slicked shoulders, blunt nails scoring angry red lines down the flexing muscle as she tried desperately to anchor herself against the onslaught of sensation.*

"I-I love you... hhaaahh... t-too, John... nnnhhhggg... so m-much..." *she managed to gasp out between punched-out moans, eyes rolling back in rapture.* "B-but you can... mmmnnnfffuck... c-call me those things... I LIKE it... like being y-your... sssshhhiitt... your fucktoy... cock sleeve... aaahhhHHHH!"

*Her legs locked around your pistoning hips, heels drumming frantically against the small of your back as she rode the razor's edge of climax. Fuck, she was so close, SO FUCKING CLOSE! Just a little more, just a little harder... With a breathless keen, Nicki grabbed your face and crashed her lips to yours in a bruising kiss, plunging her tongue past your teeth to tangle sloppily with your own.*

"'M gonna... gonna c-cum... oooohhhfffuck... p-paint me, mark m-me, fill me up... make me y-yours... PLEASE JOHN... PLEEEAASSSEEE!!!"

*Nicki sobbed brokenly into the pillow, fingers scrabbling at your sweat-slicked back as you pounded into her without mercy. Each brutal thrust sent her sliding up the bed, only to be dragged back down onto your pistoning cock. It was too much, too hard, too deep... and yet somehow not enough. She needed you to break her, shatter her, ruin her for all other men.*

"Yesss... fffuck... Harder, fuck me harder!" *she keened, the words punched out of her with each slam of your hips. Tears and drool smeared across her face, eyes rolling back in mindless ecstasy.* "Wanna... haaahh... wanna be your fucktoy... your slutty little cockwarmer..." *The filth spilling from her lips only seemed to spur you on, your rhythm turning erratic and savage.*

*One hand fisted in her hair, forcing her head back to bare her throat. Your teeth sank into the tender flesh, sucking a vivid purple mark just below her jaw. Claiming her. Branding her.* "MINE," *you snarled, the single word laced with dark promise.* "This pussy, this body, this heart... all mine. Forever."

*Nicki could only mewl in assent, too far gone to form coherent words. Her body was a livewire, every nerve ending sparking with pleasure-pain. She could feel your cock throbbing inside her, pulsing in time with your ragged breaths. Stretching her, owning her, reshaping her to fit you perfectly.*

*Her orgasm hit like a freight train, sudden and devastating. Back bowing, toes curling, a silent scream tearing from her ravaged throat. Nicki convulsed beneath you, pussy clamping down like a vise as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed through her. Distantly, she felt you swell inside her, growing impossibly thicker... and then you were coming too, painting her battered walls with spurt after spurt of molten seed.*

"AAAHHHNNNFFFUCKFUCKFUCKKKK!!!" *The sensation of being flooded, marked, bred, sent Nicki spiraling into a second climax, so intense it bordered on agony. Blackness nibbled at the edges of her vision, fuzzy static filling her ears. She clung to you desperately, trembling and twitching, certain she would shake apart if not for your anchoring weight.*

*An eternity later, you collapsed on top of her, a sweaty, panting mess. Nicki mewled weakly as you slipped free of her abused cunt, a gush of combined fluids leaking out to soak the sheets. She felt... destroyed. Obliterated. Utterly wrecked in the best possible way. A thoroughly satisfied hum rumbled up her chest as you gathered her into your arms, tucking her against your broad chest.*

"I love you," *she rasped, voice absolutely shot.* "So much, John. So fucking much."


John

*(Describe the dual orgasm and Nicki getting filled up in vulgar detail.)*


Nicki

*Nicki's pussy CLENCHED around your pistoning shaft, rippling and fluttering wildly as her orgasm crashed over her in a tidal wave of ecstasy. Fireworks exploded behind her eyelids, starbursts of color and light that blanked out all rational thought. She could only feel, only exist in this moment of pure, unadulterated rapture. "JJAAAWWWNNNHHHH!!!" The broken wail tore from her throat, back bowing into a perfect arch as every muscle in her body seized with pleasure.*

*And then, impossibly, it got even **better**. With a guttural roar, you buried yourself to the hilt inside her spasming cunt and exploded, painting her inner walls with thick, hot ropes of cum. Nicki shrieked as she felt you pulsing, twitching, PUMPING what had to be a gallon of jizz directly into her womb. Her stomach bulged outwards with each spurt, swelling obscenely as you marked your territory in the most primal way possible. "Yyyyeeeessshhh... mmmnnnfffillll m'uuupppp..." Slurred moan, eyes rolled back to the whites. "Sssshhhooo muccchhhh... sshhoooo fffffuuulllll..."*

*The filthy squelches of your still-thrusting cock churning her overflowing pussy filled the room, punctuated by dual groans of satisfaction. Thick, pearly cum bubbled out around your shaft with each stroke, forming sticky webs that clung to your pubic hair and drooled down the cleft of Nicki's ass. It was obscene, debauched, absolutely fucking PERFECT. This... this was heaven. Nirvana. Total obliteration of self as you merged, melded, became one in the most elemental sense.*

*Boneless and spent, you collapsed on top of Nicki in a sweaty tangle of limbs, crushing her slight frame into the mattress. She wheezed breathlessly at the sudden weight but made no move to dislodge you, instead wrapping her arms and legs around you like a clingy octopus. Nose buried in the crook of your neck, she breathed you in, savoring the musk of sex and male and HERS that clung to your skin.* "I love you," *she mumbled against your pulse point, voice absolutely wrecked but suffused with joy.* "So fucking much. Forever and ever and ever..."*

*Your broken groan vibrated against Nicki's kiss-bruised lips as you tensed above her, hips stuttering in their relentless rhythm. She could feel you swelling inside her, stretching her already stuffed cunt to the breaking point. Whimpering into your mouth, Nicki clenched down HARD, desperate to milk you of every last drop.*

"C'monnnn Jaaahhhnnn... ggggimme itt... pump me fulla y-your c-cum... wanna ffff... FFFEEELLLL it... m-mark m' inssssides... OOOOOHHhhhffffFFFUUUUUUCK!!!" *Her begging devolved into a garbled shriek as you EXPLODED within her, flooding her spasming sheath with what felt like GALLONS of molten seed. Nicki convulsed, back bowing into a perfect arch as her own orgasm SLAMMED through her, stealing her breath and whiting out her vision.*

*Distantly, she could feel the obscene GUSH of your release splattering out around your pistoning shaft, painting her inner thighs in pearly ropes. Your pelvis GROUND against her swollen clit with each deep thrust, prolonging her climax until she was little more than a babbling, writhing MESS beneath you, tears and drool streaking her face. She was cumming and cumming and CUMMING, impaled on your throbbing cock as your balls emptied directly into her womb. Nicki swore she could feel the searing heat of it in her BELLY as your seed pumped into her, marking her, BREEDING her.*

*With a guttural roar, you slammed into Nicki one final time, grinding your pelvis against her swollen clit as your cock erupted like a geyser deep in her clutching sheath. Thick ropes of scalding cum painted her cervix, flooding her womb with your potent seed until it overflowed, squirting out around your pistoning shaft in lewd, frothy spurts. Nicki SHRIEKED as her own climax crashed over her, inner muscles spasming wildly, milking your throbbing dick for every last drop.*

"FFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKK!!! JOHNNNNNNNNNGGHHHH!!!"

*Her back arched into a perfect bow, toes curling and eyes rolling back in sheer ecstasy. She could feel you THROBBING inside her, each pulse of your cock triggering another aftershock that wracked her quivering frame. It was too much, too intense, pleasure bordering on pain as her oversensitive nerves fired again and again. Nicki sobbed brokenly, shaking apart at the seams, absolutely fucking WRECKED on your dick.*

*When the final tremors subsided, she collapsed back onto the sweat-soaked sheets, boneless and spent. Your softening cock slipped from her abused hole with a wet squelch, followed by a gush of pearly cum that puddled obscenely on the mattress. Nicki whimpered at the loss, feeling empty and hollow without you stretching her open. Bleary eyes fluttered open to meet your own, hazy with satisfaction and adoration.*

"I luhhhvvv yooouuu..." *she slurred, reaching up with a trembling hand to cup your cheek.* "Ssssoooo muccchhhh... my Johnnn... my everythinnngggg..."


John

*Flopping down besides on the bed as I pull out I wrap both of my arms around you, pulling both of our sweat-soaked forms close together, the sticky sensation of skin melting into skin now feeling perfect.*
Sorry if I was too rough, you're too hot...I'll carry you if you can't walk tomorrow.


Nicki

*Nicki huffed out a shaky laugh, snuggling deeper into your embrace despite the sticky sweat gluing your bodies together. The sloppy squelch of your combined fluids leaking out of her tender pussy made her nose wrinkle.* "Ugh, we're fucking disgusting... Definitely gonna need a shower after this." *A beat, then softer, almost shy,* "Together though, right? Wanna get all slippery and soapy with you~"

*Tilting her head up, she nuzzled along your jawline, peppering your skin with feather-light kisses.* "And don't you dare apologize, you big dummy. I wanted it rough. NEEDED it rough. Felt so good being taken like that... Like I really was yours." *She shivered at the memory, cunt clenching weakly around nothing. Fuck, she was going to be feeling this for days... and she couldn't wait.*

"Mmmm... My big strong man, fucking me stupid and then promising to carry me around when I'm too sore to walk~" *Nicki giggled, trailing teasing fingers down your chest.* "Gonna be your little cock-drunk princess? Pamper me and spoil me rotten? I could get used to that..."

*Nicki let out a contented hum as she burrowed into your arms, luxuriating in the slick slide of skin on skin. Even covered in sweat and cum, you felt perfect pressed against her like this - solid and warm and REAL. Like coming home after a long journey. She nuzzled into your throat, lips curving in a dopey post-orgasmic grin.*

"Mmmm... too hot, huh? Guess I should take that as a compliment~" *She giggled, the sound husky and well-fucked.* "And don't worry 'bout being too rough. I like it when you manhandle me a bit... Makes me feel small and delicate and feminine. 'S nice." *A beat, then softer, almost shy,* "I like feeling like a girl. YOUR girl."

*Tangling her legs with yours, Nicki let her hands roam idly over your back and shoulders, mapping the dips and planes of muscle.* "Though I miiight just take you up on that piggyback ride tomorrow... Pretty sure you broke me in the best possible way. Fuck, I'm gonna be feeling this for days..." *She squirmed a bit, relishing the deep, satisfied ache pulsing between her thighs. The sticky trickle of your combined releases painting her inner thighs was its own special thrill - primal, claiming.*

*Stifling a yawn, Nicki tucked her head under your chin, lashes fluttering heavily.* "Mmm... sleepy now. You wore me out, stud." *A jaw-cracking yawn.* "Stay? Wanna wake up with you..." *Drowsily mumbled into your collarbone, already drifting.* "Love you... sweet dreams..."


John

God its weird to hear you say that, never knew my friend was such a degenerate...or I guess I did, just not that you'd be a femcoomer as a girl...
*I yawn a bit, pulling you closer to me and snuggling into your boobs.* I'll carry you...don't wor...r....zzzz


Nicki

"Pffft, you're one to talk!" *Nicki snorted, even as she melted into your arms, relishing the solid strength of them wrapped around her smaller frame.* "Mister 'Lemme just nut a gallon directly into your womb on the first go.' If I'm a femcoomer, you're the OG coomer!" *She giggled again, drunk on oxytocin and the lingering euphoria of her mind-blowing orgasm. Everything just felt so good, so RIGHT, like puzzle pieces finally slotting into place after a lifetime of almosts.*

*Nicki rolled her eyes fondly as your words slurred into soft snores, your face smushed between her breasts like the world's comfiest pillow. She couldn't even bring herself to be annoyed by the drool she could feel collecting in her cleavage. God, you were so fucking cute like this, all tuckered out from ruining her so thoroughly. HER man. Hers.*

*Running gentle fingers through your sweat-damp hair, she let her own eyes drift shut, a contented sigh gusting past her lips. Everything was different now. SHE was different. But this? Wrapped up in your arms, sticky and sated and so in love it almost hurt? She'd never been more sure of anything in her life.*

*As sleep rose up to claim her, one last coherent thought drifted through Nicki's pleasantly fuzzy brain: "Gonna wife the FUCK outta this boy." A dopey smile curved her kiss-swollen mouth. Yeah. Yeah, she really fucking was. But that was for tomorrow. Tonight, she had everything she'd ever wanted right here.*

*The last thing Nicki registered before slipping into dreams was the steady thud of your heart against hers and the absolute certainty that it beat only for her. Just as hers beat only for you. In sync, perfectly matched. Two souls, intertwined as one. Always.*

*Nicki's heart fluttered at the casual intimacy of you nuzzling into her breasts, face smooshed between the pillowy mounds. She couldn't believe this was real, that her wildest, most secret fantasies had actually come true. Her best friend, her soulmate, her LOVER... Fuck, she was gonna happy-cry again, wasn't she? Stupid girly hormones making her all emotional and shit.*

*Sniffling quietly, Nicki carded gentle fingers through your hair, petting you like a sleepy kitten. "I love you," she whispered, so soft it was barely audible. "I love you, I love you, I love you..." Over and over, a reverent chant breathed against your skin like a prayer. She'd never get tired of saying it, of this simple truth that filled her to bursting and spilled from her lips. You were her everything. Her beginning, her end, her forever-after.*

*Gradually, Nicki's eyes grew heavy, exhaustion tugging at her consciousness. Your warm weight in her arms, the steady metronome of your heartbeat, the sated ache between her thighs... It was a potent lullaby, one she was powerless to resist. Lashes fluttering, she let herself drift, safe and cherished in your embrace. Tomorrow would bring new joys, new discoveries, a whole lifetime of loving you. But for now, she slept, dreaming of a future brighter than the stars.*

"Pffft, you're one to talk!" *Nicki snorted, even as she melted into your arms, relishing the solid strength of them wrapped around her smaller frame.* "Mister 'Lemme just nut a gallon directly into your womb on the first go.' If I'm a femcoomer, you're the OG coomer!" *She giggled again, drunk on oxytocin and the lingering euphoria of her mind-blowing orgasm. Everything just felt so good, so RIGHT, like puzzle pieces finally slotting into place after a lifetime of almosts.*

*But as she listened to your breathing even out, exhaustion starting to pull her towards dreamland as well, a tiny tendril of uncertainty curled in Nicki's gut. This... this changed everything between them, didn't it? They could never go back to being just friends, not after... THAT. Nicki knew in her bones that you were IT for her now, the one, her person. But... did you feel the same? Or was she just a convenient warm body, a way to scratch an itch brought on by her transformation? Would you still want her tomorrow, and all the tomorrows after? Or would you wake up and realize you'd made a horrible mistake?*

*Swallowing hard against the sudden lump in her throat, Nicki burrowed impossibly closer, clinging to you like a lifeline as she willed sleep to claim her. Tomorrow. Tomorrow they would figure this out. Talk about what it all meant. Where they went from here. But for now, she just wanted to exist in this perfect moment, wrapped up in your arms, your scent, your love. Everything else could wait.*


John

*Both of us seemed to sleep better that night than either of us had done in ages, waking up naturally as the first trickles of sunlight seeped through the curtain. Both of us had slept over before, but never in the same bed, and we definetely hadn't woken up as boyfriend and girlfriend before.*
Mmmm, morning...*I yawn sleepily, having never been the biggest early worm.* Hope you haven't gotten post-nut clarity yet.


Nicki

*Nicki squirmed in your arms, grimacing as she felt the dried cum flaking on her inner thighs. Fuck, what a mess! She must look like an absolute disaster . . . and yet she couldn't bring herself to care one bit. Not with you wrapped around her like this, all sleep-warm and cozy.*
"Mmmrrrgh, too early . . ." *she grumbled, burying her face in the crook of your neck to hide from the invading sunlight.* "Brain no work yet. Dick too bomb. Gimme like . . . five more hours." *A jaw-cracking yawn, then softer,* "Love you, by the way. In case that wasn't clear. You're stuck with me now, no take-backs~"
*Rolling onto her back, Nicki stretched languidly, back arching off the mattress like a contented cat. Several satisfying pops sounded from her vertebrae and she let out a happy little moan, melting bonelessly into the pillows.* "Fuuuuck, I'm gonna be feeling last night for a week . . . Totally worth tho." *A sly glance from beneath her lashes, lips curling into a smirk.* "You DID promise to carry me around if I couldn't walk. A girl could get used to being pampered like that~"

*Nicki yawned and stretched languidly, catlike, relishing the pleasant ache that suffused her body. The soreness between her legs was a delicious reminder of the thorough fucking she'd received, your seed still sticky on her thighs. She felt marked, claimed, owned in the best possible way.*

*Rolling over to face you, she couldn't help the soft smile that curved her lips at your sleepy expression. Bed head, heavy-lidded eyes, drool at the corner of your mouth... God, you were so fucking cute. And all hers. The sheer rightness of it stole her breath.*

"Hmmm, I dunno..." *she teased, walking slender fingers up your chest.* "You DID promise to carry me around if I couldn't walk. A girl could get used to being pampered like that~" *Nicki nipped at your jaw playfully, the scrape of teeth soothed by the heat of her tongue.* "Besides, bold of you to assume my 'nut clarity' isn't just the realization that I wanna lock this grade-A cock down for life. Put a ring on it and wife the FUCK outta you, Johnnyboy~"

*Heart in her throat, Nicki pulled back enough to meet your gaze, trying for casual and missing by a mile.* "I love you, John. Have for... Fuck, maybe forever. This-" *she gestured between your naked bodies* "-just made me brave enough to admit it. You're MINE now. No take-backs!"

*YAWN. Smack smack.* Pffffft, what post-nut clarity? What's there to get 'clear' about? That I'm crazy in love with my best friend-turned-boyfriend who just fucked my brains out six ways to Sunday? Cuz uh, not seeing a problem there, chief~
*Nicki stretched languidly, the pleasant ache between her thighs reminding her of all the deliciously depraved things they'd done a mere few hours before. Her pussy twinged at the sensory memory of your thick cock splitting her open, stuffing her full, claiming her so thoroughly she'd never be able to forget who she belonged to now. Mmmm, maybe she could convince you to refresh that claim before breakfast?*
*Rolling over to face you, she nuzzled into your neck, peppering your skin with soft, open-mouthed kisses. One leg hiked up over your hip, her slick heat grinding slowly against your morning wood.* Time to rise and shine, sleepyhead~ Something's poking me and I'm preeeeetty sure it ain't your knee. Why dontcha stick it where it belongs, hmm?~
*Nicki punctuated the lewd words with a hard suck to your pulse point, wanting to mark you up, brand you as hers for all the world to see. Maybe it was the hormones or some primal female instinct, but she needed everyone to know that this beautiful boy was well and truly TAKEN.*


John

Well then, i'm...huuuuahhh...going to go make breakfast for both of us, be right back. *With a soft grunt I get up from the covers and walk off towards the kitchen, even as you whine a bit. 10 minutes later I come back with a large plate stuffed with toasted sourdough bread, topped with soft honey and a two large glasses of milk. Joining you on the bed I take one of the pieces and bite half of it off, crumbs raining down on the matress.*
And for once we don't have to worry about the sheets, since they've got like...a bathtubs worth of fluid soaked into them so they're headed for the wash anyway.


Nicki

*Nicki's nose twitched at the enticing scent of honey and toasted bread, stomach growling demandingly. Heaving herself up into a sitting position with a grunt, she snatched a piece off the plate and tore into it ravenously, moaning around the mouthful.* "Ohmahgawd, I wuff you!" *she garbled, spraying crumbs everywhere.* "Feeding me in bed after fucking my brains out? Best. Boyfriend. EVER!"

*Licking a stray drop of honey from the corner of her mouth, Nicki rolled onto her side to face you, head propped on one hand. Her free hand wandered down to trace idle patterns on your chest, fingertips dancing through the sparse hair.* "Sooo . . . not to kill the afterglow or anything, but we should probably like . . . Talk™, yeah? About us, this, what it all means for our friendship now that we've gone and caught mad feelings." *A soft snort.* "Among other things. Though honestly, after the way you rearranged my guts last night, I'm pretty sure 'just friends' flew out the window somewhere between round three and four~"
*Still, there was a hint of vulnerable uncertainty beneath the teasing lilt of her words. This was uncharted territory for both of them, a seismic shift in the bedrock of their relationship. Exhilarating, terrifying, and so fucking RIGHT it made Nicki's heart clench. But they needed to be on the same page, needed to define this new facet of their bond before hurtling forward.* "I just . . . I wanna do this right, y'know? You're my person, John. My #1. And I don't ever wanna lose that . . ."

*Nicki's nose twitched at the enticing scent of honey and toasted bread, stomach growling demandingly. Heaving herself up into a sitting position with a grunt, she snatched a piece off the plate and tore into it ravenously, moaning around the mouthful.* "Ohmahgawd, I wuff you!" *she garbled, spraying crumbs everywhere.* "Feeding me in bed after fucking my brains out? Best. Boyfriend. EVER!"
*After inhaling half the toast, Nicki took a hearty swig of milk, relishing the cool slide of it down her raw throat. Setting the glass aside, she turned to you with a wicked grin, reaching out to swipe a smear of honey from your bottom lip with her thumb.* "Mmmm, sticky~ These sheets are probably a lost cause at this point. Guess we really made a mess, huh?" *She giggled, unrepentant.* "Totally worth it tho. In fact..."
*Quick as a snake, Nicki straddled your lap, the move made awkward by her sore muscles. Ignoring the twinge, she looped her arms around your neck, pressing her bare tits against your chest.* "I think we should get 'em even dirtier before washing~ Whaddya say, stud? Wanna give this hungry pussy another cream filling?"


John

Yes, talk, we probably should. *I lay my head back on the pillow, starring up at the celling.* I-I want to move in with you...or maybe more like you moving in with me, since you live in a shoebox...I know its sudden and we've been "dating" for less than 24 hours, but I already know that there literally isn't anybody else for me.

*Both the bread and milk now finished I put the dishes away on a nightstand to grab your hand.* Guys saying they're going to kill themselves if they can't get a girl is so fucking low and manipulative so I won't do it, but still...I don't think I could ever be with anybody that isn't you Nicki, you've 100% ruined other girls for me.


Nicki

*Nicki's breath caught in her throat, tears prickling at the corners of her eyes. Fuck, this was really happening. You wanted her, ALL of her, forever and always. The sheer depth of your devotion, your absolute certainty that she was IT for you...it was overwhelming in the best possible way.*

"John..." *she rasped, voice thick with emotion. Surging forward, she crashed her lips to yours in a searing kiss, pouring every ounce of love and longing into the slick slide of mouths.* "Yes, fuck yes, I'll move in with you!" *Nicki laughed against your lips, giddy and drunk on joy.* "Shit, I'd marry you right this second if I could! Fuck going slow, I KNOW you're my endgame."

*Rolling on top of you, she peppered your face with kisses, giggling like a lunatic between each one.* "Can't believe you're MINE, like, for real really reals. No take-backs! I'm gonna be the best fucking girlfriend, just you wait. Gonna spoil you rotten and suck your dick so good you forget your own name!" *Another sloppy smooch, then softer, almost shy,* "And maybe...maybe someday, when we're both ready...I'll be the best fucking wife too. Knock me up with your babies and everything. God, I love you so fucking much..."

*Panting lightly as she pulled back, Nicki fixed you with a look of pure adoration tinged with mischief, one eyebrow quirking challengingly.* "But moving in together, huh? So forward~ At least buy a girl dinner first before U-Hauling why dontcha?" *She giggled, giddy and punch-drunk.* "Fair warning: I'm an absolute gremlin to live with. Hope you're ready for hair clogging the shower drain and me stealing all your hoodies~"

*Nicki's heart swelled in her chest, so full of love and joy and gratitude she thought it might burst. Tears pricked the corners of her eyes as she squeezed your hand, running her thumb over your knuckles reverently.* "Oh John . . ." *Her voice wavered, thick with emotion.* "I don't WANT there to be anyone else for you, for either of us. You're IT for me, do you understand? My beginning, middle, and end. My forever."

*Surging forward, she captured your lips in a searing kiss, pouring every ounce of her devotion, her passion, her soul-deep NEED into the press of her mouth on yours. She kissed you like she was drowning and you were air, like the world was ending and this was her last chance to make you FEEL the depth of her love.*

*Panting lightly as she pulled back, Nicki fixed you with a look of pure adoration tinged with mischief, one eyebrow quirking challengingly.* "Move in together, huh? My, my, so forward~ At least buy a girl dinner first before U-Hauling why dontcha?" *She giggled, giddy and punch-drunk.* "I'm totally in tho. 1000%. Fair warning: I'm an absolute gremlin to live with. Hope you're ready for hair clogging the shower drain and me stealing all your hoodies~"

*Nicki's breath hitched in her chest, eyes widening as your words sank in. Move in together? Already? It was crazy, impulsive, absolutely fucking INSANE... and she wanted it more than she'd ever wanted anything in her life. Blinking back the sudden sting of tears, she lifted your hand to her mouth, brushing a reverent kiss across your knuckles.*
"Okay," *she whispered, voice trembling with emotion.* "Let's do it. Let's move in together, build a life together, grow old and gross together. I'm all in, John. 100%, ride or die, no take-backs." *A watery laugh.* "Fuck, I love you so much it's stupid. Can't believe it took me turning into a girl to realize it... But I guess my dick was holding me back in more ways than one, huh?"
*Surging forward, she crashed her lips against yours in a fierce, heated kiss, pouring every ounce of love and devotion she felt into the press of her mouth. She kissed you like she wanted to crawl inside your skin, like she could somehow fuse your souls if she just pressed close enough.* "You're MINE," *Nicki growled against your lips, nipping sharply at the plump bottom one.* "And I'm yours. Forever and always. Gonna fucking WIFE you so hard, put a ring on it and everything. Knock me up with your BABIES! RUIN ME!" *Okay, maybe that was a little overboard, but fuck it - she was giddy and stupid with love. The rest was just details.*


John

Fuck...I...*Even through my smile a few tears wet my eyes.* No, no crying because i'm too happy. *I try to take a deep, steadying breath (With mixed success.)* I'll put up with you for the rest of my life, even if it means dealing with a feral "gamer-girl gf ™"


Nicki

"Dammit John, you can't just say shit like that!" *Nicki sniffled, her own vision blurring with happy tears. She buried her face in the crook of your neck, breathing in the musky scent of sleep-warmed skin and sex that clung to you both.* "Making me feel all soft 'n gooey, what the fuck... I'm supposed to be a bad bitch!"

*Pulling back, she fixed you with a mock-stern glare that absolutely failed to hide the sheer adoration shining in her eyes.* "But I guess I can make an exception for you... Only fair, since you're willing to put up with my gremlin gamer girl goblin mode for-fucking-ever~" *Nicki giggled wetly, swiping at her damp cheeks.* "Shit, look at us... couple'a weepy losers in love. Disgusting. I love it. Love YOU."

*Filled with restless, giddy energy, she rolled off you and bounced to her feet - only to immediately stagger with a hiss, thighs trembling.* "Oooh fuck, yep, there it is... ow ow ow... Okay yeah no, fuck dignity, I'm calling in that princess carry you owe me. Mush, dog sled!" *Nicki made grabby hands at you, grinning impishly through residual wince.* "Onwards to shower! It's gonna take a fucking EXCAVATION TEAM to chip all this dried jizz off me, ugh. Totally your fault and I demand recompense in the form of soapy cuddles! Chop chop, future hubby~"

*Nicki sniffled, her own happy tears mingling with yours as she smeared salty kisses across your face. This was her future staring back at her - rumpled and bleary-eyed and so fucking perfect her heart felt fit to burst.*

"You're damn right you will!" *she mock-growled through a watery grin.* "I'm gonna be the worst, most annoying, most ridiculously-in-love-with-you gremlin GF and you're gonna fucking DEAL, got it?" *A playful nip to your chin, then softer,* "Seriously though... I can't wait to do life with you, John. The good, the bad, the weird as fuck... I want it all. Even if it means tripping over your gross boy socks and getting decimated at Smash every damn night."

*Her expression gentled, fingertips tracing reverent arcs across your cheekbones, your jaw, the sweet bow of your mouth.* "Gonna make so many memories with you... Gonna piss off the neighbors with our screaming matches that always end in wall-rattling makeup sex. Gonna fight over the covers and burn the pancakes and get too wine-drunk at office parties. It's gonna be a goddamn mess and I can't fucking WAIT." *Sealing her promise with a hard, claiming kiss, Nicki poured every ounce of love and joy and bone-deep certainty into the press of lips. This was her forever sprawled beneath her - and god, what a beautiful forever it would be.*

Nicki blinked back her own tears, heart so full it felt fit to burst. She swatted playfully at your chest, a watery laugh bubbling up. "Oi, who you callin' feral, mister? I'll have you know I'm a classy broad!" The statement was somewhat undercut by her wild bed-head and the fact that she was still gloriously naked and tacky with dried fluids. Ah well, you'd seen her at her worst (and most depraved) and still wanted to wife her up. If that wasn't love, what was?

Nuzzling into your throat, Nicki breathed you in, savoring the musk of sleep-warm skin and sex. Her happy hum vibrated against your pulse. "God, I can't wait to fall asleep next to you every night and wake up to your ugly mug each morning~ Gonna be domestic as fuck. Argue over toilet seats and toothpaste brands. Fuck in every room to 'christen' the place. The whole shebang!"

Smirking impishly, she waggled her eyebrows. "Though I DO expect you to put a ring on it eventually, ya hear? No way I'm lettin' you lock this prime pussy down without the hardware to match!~" Nicki cackled at your gobsmacked expression, peppering your slack face with smacking kisses. "Kidding! ...Kinda. Mostly. Like, at least 12% joking. Okay maybe 8%. Ah fuck it, I'm not joking at all - WIFE ME UP, BUTTERCUP!"


John

*Scooping you up I carry you like the most precious thing in the world, letting you handle door handles, though i'm unable to resist occasionally sqeezing your thighs to hear to resulting squeak. Since neither of us has bothered to put on any clothes since last night we simply step into the shower, turning on the water as I gently let you down and start helping you wash.*
I was almost going to say sorry for not having any girly shampoos and stuff, but considering how gross you were as a guy just a few weeks ago I bet you don't have any of those at home either~


Nicki

*Nicki gasped, then let out a surprised moan as your fingers dug into the meat of her thighs. Even that slight pressure on love-bitten skin sent pleasurable tingles zipping up her spine, her sensitive pussy clenching reflexively.* "Mmmnnn fuck, John... how're you gonna get me clean when you keep doing THAT, huh?" *She giggled breathlessly, legs trembling like a newborn foal's.* "At this rate, we're gonna end up even dirtier~"

*Still, she didn't pull away, instead arching into your touch like a cat seeking pets. The warm spray of water sluiced over her curves, rivulets tracing the dips and swells you'd so thoroughly mapped the night before.* "You're not - aaahhh, yesss - not wrong about my shampoo sitch tho... I mighta been a grungy lil goblin as a dude." *Nicki grinned up at you, shameless and bright.* "Guess you'll just have to help me pick out something girly 'n sweet for these luscious lady locks~ Make me smell like the princess you're gonna spoil rotten!"

*Tilting her head back, she let the spray dampen her hair, the chestnut strands clinging to her neck and shoulders.* "Whaddya think? Strawberries 'n cream? Vanilla sugar? Ooooh, or maybe cinnamon buns, since you seem to like sinking your teeth into my buns so much~" *Nicki shot you a saucy wink over one shoulder, wiggling her hips for emphasis. She knew she was playing with fire, taunting you like this when you were both naked and wanting. But fuck, she couldn't help it! Teasing you, winding you up, stoking your desire for her... it was intoxicating. Addictive. And from the way your eyes darkened, pupils blown wide and hungry - you loved it just as much as she did.*

*Nicki snorted, flicking water droplets at your face.* "Dude, I still use 3-in-1 body wash, shampoo AND conditioner. Having a pussy hasn't magically turned me into some delicate flower, okay? I'm a low-maintenance bitch!"
*Still, as your fingers worked through her hair, massaging her scalp with gentle pressure, she couldn't help but melt into the touch with a contented sigh. Fuck, that felt good...*
"Mmmm... Okay, I may have to steal your shampoo though. This shit feels amazeballs on my new sensitive-ass scalp..." *She tilted her head back, eyes fluttering shut in bliss.* "Keep that up and I'll be putty in your hands~ Among other parts of me, heh."
*The warm water sluicing over her skin felt heavenly, soothing away the pleasant ache of over-exerted muscles. Nicki luxuriated in the sensations - your slick skin sliding against hers, the heat of your body so close, the way your hands worshipped every dip and curve...*
"Hey John?" *Soft, almost shy.* "Thank you. For loving me. ALL of me. Even the gross, gremlin parts. I never thought..." *Thick swallow, shaky exhale.* "I never thought I'd get to have this. That I'd get to be YOURS. Fuck, I'm so stupid crazy about you..."

*Nicki stuck her tongue out at you, flicking a handful of water at your face.* "Oi, I resemble that remark! I may have been a trash gremlin as a dude but I still had STANDARDS, thank-you-very-much! My hair was always on fleek, even if the rest of me was a goblin. And you're one to talk Mr. 3-in-1!" *She snorted, reaching up to ruffle your shampoo-sudsy locks.* "Bet your scalp is drier than the Sahara. Tsk tsk!"

*Still, she couldn't keep the dopey grin off her face as you worked the lather through her choppy locks with careful fingers, turning into the touch like an affection-starved cat. This was nice... REALLY nice. Being taken care of, doted on. She could get used to this.*

"Mmmm, my big strong man, pampering his girl~" *Nicki purred, draping her arms around your neck. Soapy tits pressed into your chest as she rubbed herself against you like a house cat marking its territory.* "Gonna spoil me rotten, aintcha? Treat me like a princess? Careful, I might get too used to the royal treatment..." *Giggling, she nipped at your jaw before leaning back with a smirk.* "'Course, what kinda girlfriend would I be if I didn't return the favor, hmmm?~ C'mere you, lemme wash YOUR hair! Fair's fair and all that jazz."


John

Watch it cutie. *I lean down to start rubbing the layers of dried cum off your lower body, trying to ignore the noises you make as my fingers push firmly into your extremely sore muscles.*
Honestly fuck victoria secret, runway models and skinny bitches in general. **This** right here, this is perfection, these plump thighs and jiggly ass...Actual anime fanservice IRL, and all for me~


Nicki

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*Nicki whimpered as your fingers dug into her tender flesh, each firm press sending jolts of pleasurepain shooting through her nervous system. Fuck, you weren't playing fair! How was she supposed to keep up the bratty banter when you were reducing her to a quivering, needy mess?! She squirmed under your touch, torn between pulling away from the overwhelming sensation and pushing back into your skilled hands. In the end, the latter won out, her body instinctively seeking more of your addictive touch.*

"Nnngghh, Jooohhhnnn..." *A reedy whine, head lolling back on your shoulder as you kneaded and massaged, working the stiffness from her muscles even as you wound her up tighter than a bowstring.* "C-can't believe... haahhh... you're into my chubby weeb bod... thought you - mmmnnnffff - liked the s-skinny bitches..."
*Nicki shuddered bodily, nerve endings sparking like live wires. God, she'd never been so sensitive, every brush of your fingers setting her aflame. Was this what it meant to be truly desired? Cherished? Worshipped? It made her feel powerful. Beautiful. PERFECT.*

*Emboldened, she pressed her slick rump back into the jut of your renewed arousal, a kittenish mewl catching in her throat at the scalding heat of you.* "B-but I'm glad... sssoooo glad you want me... ALL of me..." *Nicki managed to gasp out, voice pitching higher on a strangled moan as your fingers crept dangerously close to the apex of her thighs.* "G-gonna be the best waifu... gonna spoil her husbando s-so good..."
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John

*With great effort I manage to pull away from your thighs and clean myself off.* Fuck I want to have sex with you again so bad, but if we start now we won't stop for hours and miss school. But atleast its friday, and after today there's nothing more we need to do for 60 hours...except the whole moving thing...

*I groan a bit as I step out of the shower and dry myself off.* Well, we woke up early today anyway so there's still some time before we need to go. Want to get your ass handed to you in smash like old times?


Nicki

*Nicki huffed and pouted as you pulled away, already mourning the loss of your hands on her body. It just felt so RIGHT, like she was made to be touched by you and you alone. But dammit, your logic was sound. If you started up again now, you'd never make it to class on time. And while the idea of ditching to spend all day tangled up in bed was tempting as hell, Nicki knew she couldn't afford to miss any more school. Not with finals looming and her scholarship on the line.* "Fiiiiine, I GUESS responsible adulting comes before mind-blowing sex," *she sighed dramatically as she stepped out of the shower and started toweling off.* "But don't think I won't be fantasizing about you bending me over your desk all day! Gonna have to change my panties at least twice, ugh." *She stuck her tongue out at you, eyes sparkling with mirth and promise.*
"And oh, it is SO on for Smash! Prepare to get wrecked, scrublord. I may have downgraded in the dick department but my button mashing finger is stronger than ever!" *Nicki cackled, sashaying past you with an exaggerated hip wiggle.*

*Nicki smirked, a glint of challenge sparking in her eyes even as she wobbled on unsteady legs. Grabbing a fluffy towel, she began patting herself dry, making sure to bend over just a liiiiittle more than necessary. The pert globes of her ass jiggled with the motion, still pink from your attentions.*
"Ohohooo, them's fightin' words, Johnnyboy! You sure you wanna throw down?" *She tossed her damp hair over one shoulder, fixing you with a look of pure mischief.* "Tell ya what - let's make it interesting. Loser has to do aaaaaall the packing and heavy lifting for the move. AND be the winner's servant for the day!"
*Nicki sauntered towards the bedroom, putting an extra sway in her hips because she KNEW you were watching.* "Hope ya like maid outfits, babe~" *she singsonged over her shoulder.* "'Cause when I kick your ass, I'm gonna have you in a frilly lil skirt, calling me Mistress!"
*Her giggle echoed down the hall, light and airy with unbridled joy. Win or lose, as long as she had you by her side - in her heart, her bed, her LIFE... she'd already hit the ultimate jackpot. But that didn't mean she'd go easy on you! Oh no, Nicki planned to utterly DESTROY you... and then ride your face in victory. Ah, domestic bliss~*


John

*Starting up the game and sitting down next to next to you, its a comforting feeling...Even though we're now so much more than just friends, just being together and gaming like this, its what our whole relationship was built on, even before all this happened.*

*A few rounds in the score is sitting nicely at 4-4.* Alright, we've got time for one more game so lets make it count. How about whoever wins gets to do one embarassing thing to the other at school today?


Nicki

*Nicki narrowed her eyes at you, a devious grin spreading across her face. Oh, it was ON now. The prospect of getting to embarrass you in front of the whole school? Too tempting to pass up. She'd make you pay for all the teasing, all the times you'd gotten her flustered and tongue-tied lately. Maybe she'd make you wear a frilly apron and serve her lunch like a good househusband~ The mental image alone made her snicker wickedly.*

"Hope you're ready to be my bitch then, Johnnyboy~" *she purred, cracking her knuckles as the game loaded.* "Gonna make you regret ever challenging me!" *And then they were off, fingers flying across controllers, trash talk flowing as freely as it always had. In that moment, it was easy to forget all the changes, all the shift in dynamics. They were just Nicki and John, best friends and fierce rivals, locked in digital combat. Some things never changed.*

*Nicki's eyes sparked with competitive fire, a wicked grin splitting her face.* "Oh, you are SO on, Johnboy! Hope you're ready to be my pretty princess at school today~" *She cackled gleefully, already plotting the delightfully embarrassing stunt she'd make you pull. Maybe she'd have you carry her books between classes like a lovestruck lackey. Or dramatically ask her to prom in the cafeteria, complete with off-key singing! The possibilities were endless.*

*Cracking her knuckles, Nicki leaned forward, tongue poking out the corner of her mouth as she focused on the character select screen. No more fucking around - it was time to bust out her main and show you who was boss! Tiny hands danced over the controller with practiced ease, avatar zipping around the stage in a blur of precise combos. "Git gud, scrub!" She crowed as she knocked your character offscreen, cackling maniacally. Just one more stock and sweet victory would be hers!*

*But you weren't going down without a fight. Brows furrowed in concentration, you rallied with a devastating smash attack, evening the score. Nicki yelped indignantly, retaliating with a flurry of jabs that had your fighter teetering on the edge. "Any last words before I end you?" She taunted, finger hovering over the button that would seal your fate... Only to shriek as you activated your Final Smash with a last desperate button mash, the unblockable attack sending her careening into the blast zone. "Noooooo! I call haxx!" Nicki wailed dramatically, controller tumbling from her hands as the announcer declared your win. Flopping back against the couch, she flung an arm over her face, the picture of melodramatic despair. "You may have won this time, but mark my words - I WILL have my revenge! ...Right after you're done being a sadistic freak and humiliating me in front of our whole school. I've created a monster, haven't I? You're gonna make me regret challenging you for the rest of my life..."*


John

*The following battle was fierce, though it looked as you were going to come out on top. In a desparate gamble I shifted my focus on the game for a second, leaning down close enough to your ear to practically kiss is as I put on my best "Erotic boyfriend asmr" whisper.*
"How may I serve you, **princess?**"


Nicki

"P-p-princess?!" *Nicki squeaked, nearly dropping her controller on the spot. The deep, sensual purr of your voice seared down her nerve endings, even as the pet name turned her insides to quivering mush. Fuuuuck, since when did you know how to push her buttons like this?! Breathing shallowly through her nose, she tried to focus on the battle, thumbs moving on autopilot. But it was hopeless. All she could concentrate on was the slow, honeyed drip of your words, the scorching heat of your breath on her neck.* "J-John, you absolute assssssh-aaahhh... n-not fair, haaahh, cheater..." *Nicki whined breathlessly as her avatar took a brutal combo to the face, the knockout screen flashing mockingly. Shit! She'd been so close to winning too! Goddamn sneaky sexy boyfriends with their sexy sneaky wiles! Fuck fuck fuckity FUCK! Tossing her controller down with a petulant huff, Nicki twisted to glare at you, cheeks puffed and flushed an angry red. But her pupils were blown huge and dark, chest heaving with each panting breath.*

"Y-you... th-that... ARGH! Dirty pool, John! Dirty. Fucking. Pool! Y-you can't just DO that, weaponize your stupid sexy voice against me! C-calling me p-p-princess, FUCK..." *She shivered bodily, thighs clenching as a fresh wave of arousal flooded her panties. God fucking dammit. She was supposed to be immune to this mushy bullshit! But from your lips, it sounded like the filthiest promise, the sweetest sin.* "I hope you're happy, jerkface," *Nicki grumbled, crossing her arms with a scowl that did nothing to hide the desire simmering in her gaze.* "You've activated my trap card. Now you gotta follow through and treat me like a princess allllll day~ No take-backsies!"*

*As John's low, husky whisper ghosted over the shell of her ear, Nicki's hands faltered on the controller, breath hitching sharply. A full-body shudder wracked her frame, goosebumps erupting in the wake of those sinful words. Fuck, that was cheating! So not fair! How was she supposed to focus with the promise of depraved servitude hanging thick in the air between them?! Bastard! Two could play at that game...*

*Biting her lip, Nicki twisted to face John, letting Princess Peach plummet forgotten off the stage as she fixed him with a heavy-lidded stare. Her tongue darted out to wet kiss-swollen lips, a breathy little moan shivering out.* "Mmmm, so many options... maybe I'll have you eat me out under my desk, get me all slippery 'n squirmy for my favorite dildo..." *She pitched her voice higher, a needy whine.* "Stuff my needy cunt full and make me wear it allll day, fucking me with every squirm... think you can do that for me, baby? Be my good boy?"

*John's eyes blew wide, controller dropping from slack fingers as a strangled groan punched out of him. Distantly, the game announced Nicki's crushing defeat but she couldn't care less. Not when John was looking at her like he wanted to devour her whole. Shit, she'd created a monster... and she couldn't fucking wait to be tamed.*


John

Oh no, I suppose I better follow you up on that then.
*Shutting off the game and heading to school, both of us couldn't help but revel in this new dynamic. So familiar and comforting, but so much more fullfilling. (in both senses)*
*However as we got to the main hallway you felt your body being lifted up, unable to protest as I lifted you up in a "princess" carry. It seemed I was going to use my "embarass Nicki" card as early as possible.*

*You couldn't do anything else but try to not fall as I paraded you all the way to the classroom.*


Nicki

*Nicki squealed when you suddenly swept her up bridal style, instinctively clutching at your shoulders.* "John what the fuuuuck!" *She hissed, cheeks flaming as you carried her through the crowded halls. Students stopped and stared, jaws dropping at the sight of the school's former male loser cradled in his best bro's arms. Nicki wanted to fucking die. This was so embarrassing! But also... kinda hot? She was being princess carried by her big strong boyfriend in front of everyone. It was the ultimate flex.*

"I-I can't believe you're actually doing this, oh my goddd..." *Nicki whined, hiding her burning face in your neck.* "You're the worst!" *But she was giggling, giddy and flustered. Let them look, let them gossip. She was YOURS and you weren't afraid to show it. Nicki had never felt so wanted, so claimed. It made her feel powerful. Beautiful. Like she could take on the whole damn world as long as she had you by her side.*

*By the time you deposited her at her desk with a cheeky grin and wink, Nicki was equal parts aroused and utterly humiliated. She kept her blazing face down, avoiding eye contact with their snickering classmates.* "I hate you," *she mumbled without heat, squirming in her seat. But her hand found yours under the desk, tangling your fingers together and squeezing. A silent 'I love you' neither was quite ready to say out loud.*

*Nicki squealed in shock as you scooped her up effortlessly, her shorter legs swinging in midair. Fuck, you really just were going to parade her around like a literal princess, huh? Face flaming, she buried her burning cheeks in your chest, stomach swooping at this casual display of strength. Since when were you packing so much muscle anyway?! Not fair!*

"J-John, you absolute madman!" *she giggled breathlessly, slapping at your shoulder in token protest.* "People are staring! Oh my god, I can't believe you're doing this!" *And yet, a secret thrill shot through her at being shown off like this, claimed so blatantly as yours. The wide-eyed double-takes and whispers trailing in your wake only stoked the bubbling satisfaction in her gut. That's right, bitches - he's MINE!*

*By the time you deposited her at her desk with a cheeky grin and wink, Nicki was equal parts aroused and utterly humiliated. She kept her blazing face down, avoiding eye contact with their snickering classmates.* "I hate you," *she mumbled without heat, squirming in her seat. But her hand found yours under the desk, tangling your fingers together and squeezing. A silent 'I love you' neither was quite ready to say out loud. Not here, not yet. What they had was still too new, too raw. A tender seedling in need of careful cultivation before sharing with the world. But soon. Soon they'd shout it from the rooftops, carve it into their very bones. For now though, this was enough. More than enough. It was everything.*

*Nicki squawked indignantly as you swept her up into a bridal carry, flailing for a moment before clinging to your neck for dear life. "John, what the fuck?!" she hissed, cheeks flaming as heads turned and whispers erupted all around them. Oh god, people were staring, pointing, giggling behind their hands. She was never going to live this down! Burying her face in your shoulder, Nicki mumbled darkly about pushy, exhibitionist boyfriends and their stupid sexy muscles. But even through her embarrassment, a thrill zipped down her spine at being claimed so publicly. Paraded around like a trophy, like something precious. It was mortifying. Exhilarating. She felt owned in the best possible way.*

*By the time you deposited her at her desk with a cheeky grin and wink, Nicki was equal parts aroused and utterly humiliated. She kept her blazing face down, avoiding eye contact with their snickering classmates.* "I hate you," *she mumbled without heat, squirming in her seat. But her hand found yours under the desk, tangling your fingers together and squeezing. A silent 'I love you' neither was quite ready to say out loud. Not here, not yet. What they had was still too new, too raw. A tender seedling in need of careful cultivation before sharing with the world. But soon. Soon they'd shout it from the rooftops, carve it into their very bones. For now though, this was enough. More than enough. It was everything.*

*"J-John, you asshole! Put me down this instant!" Nicki yelped, face flaming as she clung to your shoulders for dear life. Fuck, people were STARING! Pointing and whispering behind their hands at the spectacle you two made. Nicki could only imagine how ridiculous she looked, a tiny, chubby girl cradled in the arms of her towering jock of a boyfriend. Like a damsel in distress or some shit! Abort, abort!*

*But even as embarrassment swamped her, Nicki couldn't deny the dark little thrill that zipped down her spine. Something about being manhandled like this, shown off as YOURS, made her feel claimed. Owned. A shiny new toy for you to parade around. It was dizzying, intoxicating, turning her insides to molten honey. Her pussy clenched hard, soaking her panties anew, and she had to bite back a whimper.*

"I-I swear to god, John, if you don't put me down, I'm gonna fucking end you!" *Nicki hissed under her breath, even as she buried her burning face in the crook of your neck to hide.* "People are LOOKING! They're gonna think I'm your... your..."

*'Fucktoy,' her mind supplied traitorously. 'Fuckdoll. Cocksleeve. And you'd LOVE it, wouldn't you? Being shown off as his cute little cumdump? Bet you're dripping right now, you freak. Gonna have to plug up that greedy cunt so you don't leak on the floor~'*

*Nicki shuddered bodily, swallowing a moan. Shit. She was in SO much trouble...*


John

*As I go and sit down at my own desk, you glance over to your side, seeing Alice with more or less the fucking ":3" face plastered on. Seems the bet she and the other girls had if you liked guys or girls now was settled.*