Solangelo Fanfiction Nico Falls Asleep On Will Novels & Stories

Nico looked again. The figure was gone. He sighed. “Never mind. Just… thought I saw Sven.” Noel stilled. “What?” he asked, voice low. “I said it’s probably nothing.” Nico gave him a gentle nudge. “Let’s go. I’ll get you home.” Noel hesitated. But he nodded. They walked on, their fingers still intertwined. Back in Underworld… Vincenzo’s breath was ragged. Elene’s nails raked down his spine as she moaned under him, her legs wrapped around his waist.

The table was cold against my butt but soon it was consumed by the heat between us… __________________ Nico pulled me to himself as though I was not close enough and planted a kiss on my head. He had finally let me free after bending me over the table with my hands still cuffed.We took a bath and he cared for me. "You need to get some sleep."He whispered in a gentle voice. "I love you."Nico said in a deep voice.I tilted my head upwards to look at Nico and our eyes locked. "I love you too.Will you stay just for tonight?I know our parents won't come upstairs."Nico looked at me and he nodded.

I stiffened my spine. Nicco ignored her pleading. He turned and began walking away, pulling me with him. I followed, seeing that Charlie and Vinnie were prodding the Williams’ to follow us. Nicco stopped at a closed door and opened it, revealing an office with a lot of computer screens. “Do you want to wait in here, my Luna?” he asked. “You’re not dressed for this. I don’t want your clothes to get dirty.” I numbly nodded and Nicco pulled me into his arms, kissing me on the lips. I knew that this was purely for show and that there was no passion behind it. I didn’t know why he was playing this, but I let him.

I had to hold on to some kind of hope. As I opened the door my body froze. At first, I looked down afraid of what to say to Niko, but when my eyes found his body, I didn't know what to do. The room was dark with red hues and there was a large bed in the center with black silk sheets. Niko's body was over six feet tall and completely bare as he rammed himself violently into a woman he had bent over the edge of the bed. His hand wrapped in her hair, forcing her face into the mattress as she screamed in pleasure. He roughly pulled her head back, making her screams louder.

All it took was just three minutes of instant pleasure, and he was there falling down to sleep while Nico also drifted asleep. The night watched them and fell silent; little would they realize that this drunk act would cost them a fate they never envisioned. The night passed by, and as soon as it went, the morning came. The sun was shining brightly, while everywhere seemed to be lit. Clara jerked into the room, staring at Nico's naked self while she halted uncontrollably, turning towards the wall for a glance. “What the fuck, is that the proper way of waking me up?” Nico stuttered from her sleep, her eyes half-opened.

"Everyone is waiting." "In a bit," He murmured into her hair, feeling drowsy himself. "Let me just enjoy having you back in our bed for a minute," "Hmm..." Nicole hummed, her eyes closing on their own accord as they both fell asleep. "Hey, we're ordering pizza," Rosalie and Arcangelo walked in and crossed the threshold of the extended corridor. "What flavor-?" She began to ask before falling silent, looking at her son with a soft smile. The curtains were drawn open and sunlight poured in while both Salvatore and Nicole lay sleeping on the bed in their clothes and without the quilt.

Cheers erupted. Applause, whoops, and laughter filled the hall. From the corner of my eye, I saw Derinem holding Maya, who wiped tears from her face, glowing with pride. My cheeks burned. Nico had said he loved me. He’d said… was I dreaming? If I pinched myself— “I need you,” Nico murmured, nuzzling my shoulder. “I want to sleep and wake up beside you, watch you model lingerie by the windows, tease you about being a Sardinian girl who can’t swim.”

He gulped it down, then placed the empty glass on the table. Elissa smiled with satisfaction. "Sit down for a moment," she said, leading Nico to the sofa. Nico was just about to lean back, but suddenly her head started to feel heavy. Her vision was a little blurry, her eyelids felt so heavy. "Elissa... I feel sleepy," he muttered. Elissa pretended to panic. "Oh, maybe you're too tired, Nico. Let me take you to your room, okay?" Nico nodded weakly. She was already too sleepy to think clearly.

His eyes locked on mine, dark and almost angry and drunk with lust. “Not yet, cara mia. We’ll get to that later,” he breathed. "Now, how about that third orgasm?" I groaned, my eyes closing as he covered me with his strong, warm, sinful body and slowly, so-fucking slowly filled me up again, making sweet pleasure sing through every inch of me. God. He was going to be the death of me. Only the sound of our panting breaths could be heard when Nico finally collapsed on top of me, his weight grounding, his breath hot against my skin. I was spent, completely shattered as we lay there. The rain had finally stopped, and it was all quiet outside.

Nico stood outside, leaning against the car, silent. I watched him from the mirror. He wasn’t the same anymore. None of us were. When I joined him outside, the cold wind hit hard. “She’ll have nightmares about this,” I said quietly. “I know,” Nico muttered. “She might not forgive us.” “I don’t need her forgiveness,” he said, eyes still on the horizon. “I just need her safe.” He turned to me, expression dark. “If he ever comes near her again…” “I’ll be there first,” I finished.