Nile : Nicky? Why are you always the one being held? Nicky : because I like it and if we are under attack Joe is too slow to wake up
Nile : Joe? Why are you always the big spoon? Joe : because I love holding Nicky, and don't tell him I told you, he adores being held, the sweetheart <3
Nile (to Booker) : they just like to hold each other, there is no dirty secret. Booker : tt tt tt it's because Nicky drools on Joe if he's the one doing the holding but they won't ever admit it !
Lorcan: what’s scarier? Aelin after someone hurts Rowan or Rowan after someone hurts Aelin?
Fenrys: let’s find out
*punches Rowan* *punches Aelin*
Aelin: *bursts out in flames*
Rowan: *taking his swords out*
Fenrys: i just made a huge mistake
Lysandra, leaving the room: Good luck!
Dorian, running out: Nice knowing ya!
Gavriel, backing out quickly: It was good while it lasted!
Fenrys, sweating: Come on guys, let’s talk about this..
had a not so nice evening a few days ago and i needed hugs hence *waves hands*
THAT’S WHAT I FUCKIN’ WANT
- Joe/Nicky x Lil Nas X
This beard + glasses combo screams philology professor!Nicky like nothing else OMG.
Classical/Medieval philology professor Nicky segregated in a hut somewhere because he’s too busy dealing with his stemma codicum to function as a proper human. Searching for manuscripts during the day, blowing his husband mind at night.
Joe is very distracting.
Nicky’s lying in bed, propped up on a heap of pillows, reading an excellent book. Joe, on the other hand, is sprawled on his stomach beside him, propped up on his elbows, chin in his hands, watching. Nicky absolutely does not smile, though he will grant that perhaps the corner of his mouth twitches at this attention. “What?” he asks.
“Nothing,” says Joe.
Nicky tries to go back to his book, but Joe keeps beaming at him, and after reading the same sentence three times Nicky lets out what he means to be a sigh, but which comes out as soft laughter.
“I like you a lot,” Joe tells him.
Nicky reaches for the bookmark on top of the covers, marks his page, and sets the book on the bedside table. “Is that so?”
Joe smiles even wider
“It’s hard to tell,” Nicky says, deadpan.
Joe’s eyes twinkle, and he elbow-walks himself closer, until he can lean in and press a kiss to the tip of Nicky’s nose. Nicky laughs and tries to steal a kiss from Joe’s mouth.
“Nuh-uh, no, what is the rush, Nicolo?” asks Joe.
Nicky growls very softly at the back of his throat.
“I,” says Joe, looking very pleased with himself, “have plans to seduce you.”
Nicky feels his mouth twitch again. “Is that right?”
“Am I hard to get?”
“No,” says Joe, simply. “I just think it would be fun.” He leans in until he’s almost close enough to kiss Nicky, but pauses. “Not just sex, you understand. I think we should make love.”
“You are a piece of work,” Nicky says, before grabbing him and rolling them over, pinning Joe to the bed with the weight of his body.
Joe cackles delightedly. “So impatient.”
Nicky kisses him soundly. “You are a tease,” he says between kisses. “A tease and a distraction and my greatest love.”
Joe beams again. “Maybe you should seduce me.”
“Perhaps we should seduce each other,” Nicky suggests, and Joe raises a mischievous eyebrow.
“Is that possible? It could get complicated.”
“Yusuf,” Nicky says quietly, and rolls his hips down, making Joe’s breath stutter and his eyes flutter closed for a moment.
“Mmmm, yes, good,” says Joe, and he lifts his head to meet Nicky in a soft, warm kiss. “Do that again.”