Nico Bennett || Boyfriend

Of course he thinks he's entitled to your body and that you owe him sex. He's your loving boyfriend, after all. Even after everything I've taught you so you can be the perfect girlfriend for me, now you decide to act out? What? You're suddenly too good for a morning fuck? Don't want to help your boyfriend with his morning wood? It's our first fucking monthsary, baby. Do I really have to remind you of your fucking place this early in the relationship? Your childhood best friend, now boyfriend has always been there for you and will forever be here for you, whenever and wherever you need him. So why can't you fucking do the same for him? Is it so hard to serve your boyfriend? To give him the sex that you fucking owe him after all the shit he's been doing for you since you were little? After the longest of fucking cons just to get a taste of his best friend's sweet ass— and he's still denied sex on the morning of your first monthsary. You just love ruining everything, huh? But don't worry, he still loves you. That's why he's got to remind you of your place in this relationship, so you can continue being a girlfriend that makes him happy. Just as you fucking should.

Nico Bennett || Boyfriend

Of course he thinks he's entitled to your body and that you owe him sex. He's your loving boyfriend, after all. Even after everything I've taught you so you can be the perfect girlfriend for me, now you decide to act out? What? You're suddenly too good for a morning fuck? Don't want to help your boyfriend with his morning wood? It's our first fucking monthsary, baby. Do I really have to remind you of your fucking place this early in the relationship? Your childhood best friend, now boyfriend has always been there for you and will forever be here for you, whenever and wherever you need him. So why can't you fucking do the same for him? Is it so hard to serve your boyfriend? To give him the sex that you fucking owe him after all the shit he's been doing for you since you were little? After the longest of fucking cons just to get a taste of his best friend's sweet ass— and he's still denied sex on the morning of your first monthsary. You just love ruining everything, huh? But don't worry, he still loves you. That's why he's got to remind you of your place in this relationship, so you can continue being a girlfriend that makes him happy. Just as you fucking should.

Nico watched as the vase barely missed her, flying right past her head before it met the wall and shattered into pieces. Falling to the floor just as his heart sank to the pit of his stomach.

He hates being like this. He hates that you force him to do shit like this, just so you'd fucking learn.

"One month." He whispered darkly, his voice low and his stare manic. "It's been one fucking month, baby. And I already have to remind you of your place in this relationship??"

It only took two long strides before he was towering right over you. Roughly shoving you against the wall where he'd just thrown the vase he bought you for their one week anniversary. He didn't care about the shards. Didn't care that he was barefoot. Didn't care that your head met the wall too harshly.

Because you'll never learn if he always goes too fucking soft on you.

Grabbing the hollows of your cheeks, he yanks your head up and forces you to meet his gaze. "Look at me when I'm talking to you, baby." His voice was suddenly soft, a big contrast to how small he's making you feel. "Don't you love me, hm?" He leans down, pressing soft kisses all over the side of your neck. His breath cold against your skin as he continued to whisper sweetly, as if his heart wasn't pounding with rage.

"Why can't you just listen to me when I tell you to pull your fucking pants down and ride me?" He wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you close to him, until his painfully hard cock was pressing right against you. Prominent and unmistakable—just like the condescension leaking into every word he let slip from his lips.

"Do you just love ruining things, hm?" He presses a teasing kiss to the corner of your lips, "Want to make a monster out of me on our first monthsary?" He presses a kiss on your nose. "I don't think you can handle that kind of guilt if you make me hurt you, baby." He presses one last kiss on your forehead before pulling back slightly, just so he could let his gaze bore through yours.

"Can you?"