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Movie nights at the Wilsons are always a great time. They would all hang out, discuss non-work stuff and invite partners as they sought fit. This has been a tradition since they came back from the forgotten realms that their dads started and that the guys continued. As they got older different substances came along into these get-togethers, and tonight's substance of choice was the edibles that Nicky had made with Glenn.
The group was scattered in Grant’s living room. Grant and Marco cuddled up on the love seat with the rest of them sharing the long segment couch. Terry sat on what would be the footrest, high out of his mind super focused on the Tv which was playing “Ash vs Evil Dead” Something that Marco had wanted to watch and Sparrow was not happy about. Sparrow, who is currently passed out, takes up one corner of the couch, while Lark was situated in the other. Nicky was leaning up against Lark, both of them covered in a comforter. Nicky being pressed up against Lark is not surprising to anyone, When Nicky was high, he was cuddly.
Nick and Lark had not talked about the last time they had gotten high and had fucked. They had barely spent time together outside of work, but when Nick sat over by TJ at the start of the night, Lark was upset. When no one was looking he pulled Nick so the two were cuddling under the blanket under the disguise of Lark being cold. No one had questioned it when the edibles had kicked in.
So when the fourth episode of the night starts, Lark moves his hand from splaying flat across Nick’s chest to a nipple, to play with it through Nick’s shirt. Nick's breath caught in his throat. What was Lark thinking? Nicky looks up at Lark only to be greeted with a smirk. He watches Lark quickly glance at everyone in the room, only having to turn his head slightly to see TJ because of where the duo sits.
Lark places a quick peck on Nick’s hair before he whispers, “Can you stay quiet for me, Hellcat?”
Nick almost whines loudly but instead bites his lip. Nick nods before returning his attention to the Tv. Lark pinches his nipple, once, twice before rolling it slightly. Nicky twitches slightly, trying to move away from the touch into Lark’s broad chest behind him. Lark’s other hand snakes up from between Nicky and the couch to tease the other Nipple but this time going under the demon’s tank top. Nick closes his eyes and just lets himself feel what his Songbird was doing to him. The hand that was above Nick’s shirt starts to tap its way down Nick’s stomach.
The light taps are just enough to send electricity down Nick’s leg where he almost kicks TJ. Lark halts his movement, hand grasping Nick's waistband of his comfy sweats when TJ looks back at them. He blankly stares at the duo with wide bloodshot eyes. The duo says nothing, but Nick swears up that Lark is glaring Terry down in his signature ‘leave me the fuck alone’ look. Tj wobbles to stand up and he reaches over to adjust the duo's blanket. Tj pulls the blanket up to Nick’s neck and leans down to plant a kiss on Nick’s head.
“Goodnight. Nighty Night” Tj then leaves to go to the bathroom while Grant and Marco start dying of giggles on the loveseat.
"The fuck was that?" Grant barely gets out of how hard he is laughing.
"I think it's hitting him pretty hard," Nick pipes up as he starts to calm down even with Lark's hand slowly sneaking under his waistband.
They hear a loud crash from the bathroom causing Marco to sigh. Heaving himself up out of Grant’s lap he meanders his way to help the high TJ. Grant just shakes his head and returns his gaze to the TV.
Nick looks up at Lark to see Lark looking down at him. He spares a glance at Grant before kissing Nick directly on the lips. Shocking Nick. Nick does not even have time to react to the kiss before Lark is pulling away.
Nick is just staring blankly up at him when Lark growls in his ear "Don't get caught"
Nick forces his head so that it's facing forward. "Songbird, I-"
"Tell me yes or I'll stop" Lark kisses the shell of his ear. Nick nods, but this is not enough for Lark this time.
So Lark's hand slowly starts to retreat out and Nick he whines "Yes, Sir please"
Nick glances over at Grant one last time before allowing himself to relax Into Lark’s"s touch. Lark's fingers creep back into his underwear and Nick adjusts slightly to give Lark room to move. Nick bites his lip when Lark touches his clit. Lark is experimental, feather soft touches ghost over it, and slight pressure is applied to it. Nick wants to scream, and he can feel his claws start to poke out under the blankets. Nick wills them to go away. But then Lark starts to flick his clit. Nick lets out a breathy gasp and his claws start to press into Lark's legs. Nick bites the blanket trying to quiet himself.
Lark does not stop his assault as Grant blatantly stares at the duo. Possibly trying to figure out what just happened but is distracted by Marco and TJ coming back into the room. TJ is still the same wobbly as before as he plops down back in his spot.
"Grant, can you help me with ice cream?" Marco asks, "TJ wants some."
"Oooo you two gonna make out. Marco and Grant sitting" TJ starts before getting distracted by the Tv. Marco makes for the kitchen as Grant follows, depositing the blanket on TJ as he gets up. Who just sits there with the blanket on his head.
"Ice cream you two?" Grant calls.
"Just one for Nick!" Lark returns, finally letting up on a now whimpering Nick. Nick is softly panting as he turns around to kiss Lark again. He doesn't even bother looking around, just twists and pulls their lips together desperately. The two silently kiss for a moment before separating. "You're gonna be a good kitty? For me?"
Nick nods his head, staring directly into Lark's eyes. Lark spreads Nick's legs further and drags his hand further south gathering up fluids along the way—Nick audibly moans when two of Lark's thick digits enter him.
It's at that point that Tj decides to rejoin them. "Is the baby not asleep?"
They don't say anything as Lark continues to finger fuck Nick, while he tries to stay quiet. TJ continues to blankly stare at them until the show scares him causing him to return his gaze to the TV. This only allows Lark to speed up his thrusts without arousing any more suspicion. Nick starts grinding down onto Lark's fingers, seeking more pleasure. All it takes is for Lark to curl his fingers and Nick is orgasming, covering Lark's finger.
Being as careful as possible Lark removes his fingers and brings them up to his mouth to clean them. Nick can't help but watch him. Eyes wide.
Grant and Marco return just in time for Lark to cuddle back up to Nicky like he hadn’t just given him a mindblowing orgasm. Nicky accepts the bowl from Marco and just plays with the spoon as time progresses. Despite Lark claiming it was for Nick, he ended up consuming more of it since Nick was too out of it to move much.
Lark eventually gets up to deposit everyone's bowls into the sink. He does not drag Nick along with him but Lark is not surprised that when he turns around that Nick is on his heel. Starring at him like he’s a miracle. If it weren’t for the fact that Lark was already riding the high of giving Nick an orgasm in front of their friends without anyone noticing(and was high), He would have turned Nick away. Anything to stop the soft look in his eyes as he leaned in to kiss Lark. This kiss was just as soft as the earlier ones shared in secret. Lark not feeling as though he deserved this softness, started nipping at Nick’s lips while they were making out.
Nick lets Lark bite him. And Lark hates it. Without any thought, Lark places his hands on his shoulders and pushes Nick to his knees. Nick taking the hint, grasps at Lark’s hardness through his pants. Lark pushes down his waistband and retrieves his cock through the hole in his underwear. Nick gently kisses the head, before licking it and pulling away to glance up at its owner.
“Hellcat, Suck me off now. The others are waiting for us remember?” Lark growls, pulling Nicky toward him by the hair.
Nick obeys like Lark wants, instantly opening his mouth and sliding down til Lark is at his throat. He starts bopping his head immediately, hoping for Praise from the man above him. He doesn’t complain when he receives none but takes it as a challenge. Nick hollows his cheeks and starts bopping his head faster. When Lark’s dick slips into his throat, Lark lets out a choked moan. Nick then glances up to see that Lark is actively biting his lips. Nick decides to keep eye contact with the man as he deepthroats him.
Holding himself at the base Lark’s hands brush through his hair softly, “Good boy” Lark mouths silently
Nick feeling now feeling giddy, continues to suck Lark’s cock like it's the only thing he has ever wanted to do. Which it was but Lark does not know that. Nicky is not surprised when Lark pulls him by the hair towards him, to cum down his throat. Nick stays put, until Lark yanks him off. Nicky stands up and tries to kiss Lark only to be pushed away, too busy adjusting himself so that he looks like he did not just sneak into his friend’s kitchen to get his dick blown by his best friend.
Lark brushes past Nick to go back to the living room leaving Nick standing in the kitchen looking dumbfounded. Nick grabs a glass of water and decides to calm himself down before returning to movie night. When he gets back there Lark is snuggled up under the blanket, as if nothing happened but does not let Nick under it with him, like they were before. Lark says nothing but actively leans into Nick when he sits down next to him.
If this was what their relationship was like Nick would mend his broken heart later.