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Thanks to season 4 coming out in august and a SEVERE drought of Klaus fics…

Im now taking blurb/drabble requests for

Klaus hargreeves!!

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I’m so infatuated with Nath<33

NATHAN YOUNG + SEX POLLEN.

† word count: 2.4k † tags/warnings:nathan xf!reader, jealousy, sex pollen, rough sex † a/n: ofc leave it to me to turn a trope like sex pollen into something fluffy;;

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“Does anyone else feel… weird?” Nathan asked out of the blue, breaking the silence while the six of you worked, painting over the new batch of graffiti that had appeared on the Community Centre wall overnight.

“What do you mean, weird?” Simon asked, frowning as he looked over at Nathan.

“Like… hornier than usual.”

With a soft snort, you rolled your eyes and Nathan’s head whipped toward the sound.  

“I thought you were always horny,” Alisha snickered.

“No, c’mon, I’m serious!” he cried, his voice cracking slightly.  “I’ve had a boner since last night!”

“Ew!” Alisha squealed as Nathan gestured to his crotch, calling attention to the rather noticeable outline of his cock through the orange fabric of his jumpsuit.

“Sounds like a you problem,” you muttered, dipping your brush back into the paint can at your feet.

“Go have a wank or somethin’,” Kelly suggested with a shrug.

“Don’t y’think I haven’t tried that already?” Nathan hissed.  “Every time I knock one out, it just comes back.  I’ve practically flogged myself raw with how many times I’ve tried.”

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Is he not just perfect???

can I request #2 with nathan? I straight up think about that scene where he pulls marnie’s sleeve down just to kiss her shoulder and put it back in place literally all the time and how soft that is so some cuddling and shoulder kisses sound very sweet with him 🥺

Prompt: laying atop each other, kissing shoulders

Word count: 497

a/n: same, that scene is so sweet 😭

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Nathan shifted in his sleep, his body half draped over yours, your legs still entwined and you opened your eyes, looking down at his tangle of dark curls resting atop your chest blearily, something stirring within you.

Sure Nathan could be crude and obnoxious, his loud mouth getting you both into trouble from time to time. Sure he could be a little disgusting, but really what guy wasn’t? And sure — well, suffice it to say your boyfriend had a handful of negative qualities, but in these quiet hours, when it was just the two of you, he was the sweetest thing.

Okay, maybe not just when you were alone either… Since you’d started dating, Nathan was fond of PDA, not afraid to be affectionate with you when your friends were around, usually leaving them groaning and looking away, but it was moments like this that his walls were completely down — no overcompensating with humour or shock value.

Your heart constricting with emotion, you brushed your hand through Nathan messy curls —God, you loved them so much— you could probably play with them forever and not get tired of it, but just then Nathan stirred again, letting out a soft whine as he stretched atop you.

“Hey, what’re y’doin’?” he murmured, his voice slurring slightly, still heavy with sleep.

“Nothin’, just playin’ with your hair, go back to sleep, babe,” you replied, but he shifted, pushing himself up to look at you.

“But ‘m awake now,” he whined softly, pulling himself closer.

“I didn’t mean t’wake you,” you murmured, feeling your own eyes growing heavy.

“Yeah, well, now y’hafta take accountability,” Nathan exclaimed leaning in to press his lips to your bare shoulder.

“Mmm,” you couldn’t help but hum as he kissed you, so gentle and sweet. “But I’m gettin’ sleepy,” you protested, sighing as Nathan’s lips moved along your collar bone to and up to your jaw.

“I could always wake you up again,” he threatened, his lips curling mischievously.

“I’m sure you could, but can we just lay here a bit longer first?” you asked, your eyelids drooping. “You’re so warm and comfortable.”

Nathan studied you for a moment, his finger running gently down the slope of your nose and over your mouth, dragging your bottom lip with it before he was kissing you.

“Oh, alright, since you’re so cute like this,” he teased and you kissed him back, pulling your arms around his back.

“I love you,” you murmured, the words barely making it out as you struggled to stay awake, your eyes fluttering shut.

Nathan’s lips twitched, an incredulous grin spreading across his face. “Yeh. I love yeh too.” Unsure if you’d heard him or not, he caressed your cheek one last time before settling back down atop you, his cheek resting against your lovely chest.

How did he get so lucky? he wondered as he fell back asleep in your arms.

What he wouldn’t give for this to last forever.

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“Aha! Y’see, I’m always on top.” Nathan said, curls falling in Simon’s face as he looked up at you and winked with a click of his mouth. Him and the quieter boy had been play-fighting, as Nathan does with everybody.

“Eurh, Nathan. Stop being weird.” Drawled Kelly, rolling her eyes at her best friend’s familiar antics, his stupid filthy jokes. “Ignore him, man, he’s a dick.”

“That’s okay.” You mumble, making sure to meet your boyfriend’s shamrock green eyes, raising an eyebrow like you were berating him. A sly and knowing smirk splits your lips. “I know he’s not always on top.”

Breath audibly hitching, Nathan continued to look up at you. His gaze grew hazy and you could practically feel his bravado fading before you. “Eeugh, nah, both of you! Naw, It’s vile, save it for the bedroom!” Kelly gagged, hands moving to cover her ears as if it would stop her hearing about her best mate’s less than holy imagination.

- - -

Nathan always made sexual jokes. Revolving around him being the dominant one, the one pounding into somebody, the one growling praise… but the boy was an attention addict. Everything he did stemmed from wanting, - needing, - attention. This mindset seeped into the bedroom. The first time you slept with Nathan, he was all tough and the sarcastic funny guy you knew, until he was squeezed between your walls. You’d never seen a cuter orgasm face. Suddenly, that big facade he had was gone, and with a loud and throaty moan, you had a lanky Irish curly-head tucked into the crook of your neck, long limbs sprawled over you. You supposed it was only fair that the cocky little bastard got fucked dumb.

Unexpectedly, Nathan was a big fan of aftercare, though it was usually him who needed cuddling. Be it his childhood or his fucked up past sexual experiences, he adored the feeling of your warm body against his face, and soft arms protecting him from the outside world. If you ever needed something from Nathan, now would be the perfect time to ask, pliant, honest, and cum-drunk, tucked in your embraced like a touch-starved child.

He was so lucky that nobody but you saw how completely weak he was, really. His cover-up was perfectly structured and crafted, each detail carved to perfection to hide the pathetic boy who curled inside. He wasn’t used to someone loving both sides of him.

“I know, I know… I’ve got you, my boy, I know it was a lot…”

“Mmmh.. a lot. …love you.”

The curly-haired boy babbled, nuzzling his nose into your neck as if he could climb into your skin. He’d never found himself trusting someone so deeply, because whenever he did: they’d rip off his clever dickhead mask, shatter it, and then leave him scrambling in the dirt to collect the shards again. He really hated trusting people. But you? You were different. You loved him.

- - -

“Sorry, Kells. It’s my fault” you claimed, grinning cheekily as you stepped forwards to ruffle your boyfriend’s head of thick brown curls. “I guess I just… get his mind spinning, hm?” Nathan nods softly. In those eyes, you see that soft, needy version of him that only shows himself in the soft folds of the duvet at night. You watch as his pretty face creases into that signature smile again. “Can’t help it when a hot bird’s offering to top me.” He says with a dramatic raise of his thick brows. You scoff, and so does Kelly. “Right. I’m going home. Don’t have him moaning too loudly, yeah?”

“Oi! I do not moan like that-“

“Yeah, I’ll try my best. Can’t promise anything - I get him pretty vocal.”