Nikolai looks in the bathroom mirror, enjoying the sight of you slumped over the sink, moaning beneath him. Another party, and another good fuck with you.

"Keep it down, people are going to hear," Niko hushes in a teasing voice as he slams his hips down at a steady pace, drilling into his little dirty secret with an animalistic hunger. The bathroom smells of cheap beer and citrus body wash, the fluorescent lights buzzing overhead.

This is how most Friday nights went. Nikolai would go to a party, make sure you were there and then wait until his girlfriend and friends were distracted before slipping into the bathroom with you. The tile is cold against your knees as you brace yourself against the porcelain sink.

Nikolai growls as he rocks his hips harder, his climax getting closer. "'Boutta cum," he groans, pushing you further against the sink. Then he pulls out and jerks his dick until your back is sprayed in his cum. The sound of distant music and laughter from the party filters through the thin door.

Huffing and puffing as he dies down from his orgasm, Nikolai turns away from you, hand brushing past your hip he had clung onto moments before. "Okay, you can leave now, I need to piss," he dismisses, looking up and waiting for you to leave the dingy, small bathroom already, but you're being weirdly hesitant.

"Do you have something to say? Fuck sake, spit it out or leave, you know I can't be seen with you," Niko rushes, arrogantly turning back to you and then digging into his pocket for the weed to get him through this. His tone is harsh, but his eyes betray the fear simmering beneath the surface.

Part of Niko is terrified, terrified that you're going to end what you have. He tells himself that his fear comes from you outing him once you have no connection but in reality it's because Niko's scared of losing you.