Omaha Boys Imagines {Discontinued}

Nate (Request)

This was requested by the amazing Natalie💟

)Natalie's POV(

"Why do you always have to get so jealous?" Nate yelled in exasperation from the opposite side of the living room. We were both standing and pacing back and forth in a heated argument he just refused to let go of.

"Me?" I scoffed. He couldn't be serious. "You broke a guys fucking nose when he offered to buy me a drink, that I declined might I add. You let your temper get in the way constantly, but if I do it once suddenly you're the victim? I shouldn't even have to deal with this!" I laughed bitterly and threw my hands to my side.

Nate's jaw clenched at the memory I brought up. "That was different. He made a move on you and-"

I was fast to cut off his excuse. "Don't you dare try to justify my emotions right now, Nate Maloley. She grabbed your dick for Christ's sake and all you did was laugh when she walked off. Is she the only fan that doesn't know you have a girlfriend? Do you just not care? Please enlighten me because right now I don't know a god damn thing, it seems."

To say I was livid was an understatement. Girls hit on Nate all the time and I learned to not let it get to me. I learned that he had to show them some affection too because they deserved it. But I drew the line any time it got to the point where sexual contact or words were exchanged. There were boundaries girls needed to learn they shouldn't cross and Nate just didn't seem to care to make that known.

"I didn't know what to say," he finally said after a moment. His voice was softer, almost as if he was sorry, but I knew he wasn't. I could still hear the annoyance etched into his words. "It's never happened while we were together before."

"Bullshit," I scoffed. I ran my hands over my face and sighed. "I'm done with this. You can sleep on the couch tonight. Just don't even talk to me the rest of the night."

Nate tried to respond but I was already out of the room and out of his sight. I felt betrayed and taken for granted. No girl should ever have to be in a relationship that offered that.

I stripped off my clothes once i was in our shared, or for that night my, bedroom and made my way to the shower, in need of something relaxing before I went to bed. The tension left my body the minute the hot water hit my skin but my mind was still a mess of emotions. Crying could possibly have helped, but I wasn't a crier, not when people were capable of seeing at any moment.

As I washed the remaining shampoo out of my hair I felt two arms wrap around my slick body. The tension immediately returned and I could feel the grip loosen slightly. "Nate get out. I mean it." I didn't turn to look at him because I knew I would back down the minute I saw the sorrow on his face. "Nate-"

"I'm sorry," he mumbled as he nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck. "I'm sorry I yelled at you. I'm sorry I didn't say anything to her. I'm sorry I hurt you. I really am. I hate it when you're mad at me." His words put me to ease but not enough to forgive him right then and there. "I still need some time, Nate. So please, get out."

I could practically feel his heart breaking as his chest was pressed against my back and it honestly hurt me too but I had to stand my ground. "Can I at least have a kiss to get me through the night without you?"

Against my better judgment I turned around and was immediately met with a sight I had tried so hard to avoid; Nate's eyes were staring into mine with a softness I hadn't seen in weeks.

He leaned in and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips before pulling away just a little too soon. I kept my eyes closed once we were apart but I leaned in for a second kiss soon after, still soft before I felt a surge of energy through me and I deepened the kiss.

It was as if all the anger and hurt I felt from that night was being pushed into that one kiss and Nate was taking the burden away so willingly I couldn't help but keep it going.

His hand brushed the wet hair out of my face as he cupped my cheek. Once his tongue was inside my mouth he pushed me back against the wall of the shower.

Both of us were breathing heavily and the steam was only worsening that. My hands tangled in Nate's drenched hair as I tried to pull him closer to me, afraid of his absence.

Nate's hands moved down my wait to grasp my thighs firmly as he lifted them off the tiled floor and wrapped them around his waist. I moaned as his hips pushed into mine. The friction only made me feel more vulnerable and needy.

He kissed down my jaw and around my neck sweetly before he bit and sucked at my collar bone. My head rolled back against the wall at the pleasure. Nate rolled his hips into mine repeatedly as he groaned with his face still buried in my chest. "Please," he breathed as he kissed along the top of my breasts. I let out a whimper of a moan as he stopped his movements and he knew.

With his hands still grasping my thighs, Nate pulled his hips back and entered me slowly. We simultaneously moaned at the sensation. He moved inside of me slowly, making sure to fill me as much as possible before he began picking up his pace. My hands held onto his shoulders tightly, nails digging into his skin.

"Nate." I moaned as he cursed under his breath, and I would have smiled in satisfaction if I could have. He loved to hear me moan his name.

Nate dug his fingers into my hips to move me faster and I could tell he was getting close. His index finger moved between my legs and rubbed at my clit to near my climax. I let out a gasp at the sudden force and moaned until heat ran through my body and I clenched around Nate. I locked my fingers in his hair and pulled his face to lean his forehead on mine. "Look at me," he demanded as my eyes closed when my climax finally hit. I did as he told me even though it was hard.

I rode out the sensation as Nate continued to thrust into me, waiting for his to finally come. My legs were weak by the time he finally reached his high and I wrapped my arms around his neck to keep myself up.

The shower water continued to run over us as we stayed pressed against the wall breathing heavily. Nate leaned his forehead against mine. "Do I still have to sleep on the couch?"

I couldn't help but laugh. It felt like I had never been mad at him. "Shut up." He kissed me with that goofy smile of his.

Hope you like it baby girl💐 homecoming tonight for meeee💜 stay beautiful girliess💋