𝓣𝓸𝓶 𝓗𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 - 4

Intoxicating* - 𝐍.𝐃

𝐀/𝐍 - All credit goes to the writer lnfours on Tumblr

https://www.tumblr.com/lnfours/682614524428320768/what-abt-reader-getting-drunk-at-nates-bar-u?source=share

Parings → Nathan Drake x Reader

Warnings → smut, alcohol

Summary → The reader gets drunk at Nate's bar and he takes care of her in more than one way.

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You were a couple rounds of shots deep with your friends. It was one of their birthdays, meaning you probably weren't going to be able to walk straight going home.

But lucky for you, your best friend Nate worked at the bar you were at, which meant your drunk self wouldn't be completely alone to fend for yourself. Nate had ordered your other friends Ubers and took the responsibility of taking you back to his apartment. He kicked the door closed, helping you walk inside.

Nate was always there for you whenever you needed him. He was the boy who would come from a thousand miles away just to see if you were okay. He loved you, loved you more than anything in the world, even if right now, you were the only 'family' he had.

He poured a glass of water and handed it to you, "here, drink some water."

You took the glass from his hand and took a sip. Right now, you felt fine, just a little wobbly but nothing felt clouded or hazy. You weren't slurring, you were just working on getting completely sober before you called it a night.

He walked to his dresser where he pulled one of his t-shirts out for you. He handed it to you and you thanked him, going to stand up. He offered to help you, but you swatted his hand away. He raised his hands up in fake surrender.

"You got it there, darling?"

You nodded, making your way to the bathroom. Your heart skipped a beat at the nickname.

"I'm gonna change and maybe we can watch a movie?" You asked and he nodded, watching you as you walked into the small bathroom. He grabbed a bottle of advil and grabbed the glass of water he got for you, putting it on the little table beside his mattress up in the loft area. He waited for you to come out of the bathroom, knowing you couldn't jump up to the bed by yourself.

You walked out, surprised to see that he had changed into a pair of sweatpants and opted out of a shirt.

He stared at you for a second as you put your clothes on the back of one of the kitchen chairs. You walked over to him and smiled, hugging yourself and praying that he couldn't see that you were cold.

He smiled and grabbed you by your waist, the baggy t-shirt now hugging your form and showing off your curves. he stared at you for a minute before lifting you up to the bed, your skin burning as his fingers trailed down the sides of your legs.

You would be lying if you said you didn't want him.

He jumped up after you, accidentally knocking you back against the mattress, his frame hovering over you. He swallowed thickly, nerves overcoming his body, which wasn't normal for him.

"Uh, hi." He giggled and you laughed.

"Hey," you smiled, the ring on his necklace hovering over your face, "whatcha doing?"

"Just hanging," his eyes took in all your facial features, his heart skipping a beat, "you?"

You took a deep breath... here goes nothing.

"Looking at a pretty boy hovering over me." You said, his eyes lighting up. his eyes flickered between your eyes and your lips, his head inching closer to yours.

"So you think I'm pretty?" He asked, a smile pulling at the corners of his lips.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, "pretty, handsome, gorgeous, fuckable," you said, the last one making him laugh, "whatever you prefer."

"All of them are good with me, beautiful."

Your heart fluttered at the nickname, his lips ghosting over yours. You could feel each other's breath, you desperately wanting him to kiss you.

"Can I kiss you?"

"I'd be very offended if you didn't." You smiled and before you knew it his soft lips were on top of yours. He moved your hands one by one, making sure not lose his balance, by your head, pinning them down. he interlocked your fingers, your knee brushing up against his growing bulge in his sweats.

All you could smell was his cologne, and it was intoxicating.

"Nate," you breathed out as his lips traveled down your neck. He found the sweet spot just below your ear and sucked the skin into his mouth, leaving a little mark.

"Hmm?" He hummed into your hair, his lips hot against your skin and you were in total bliss.

All you could do was moan as he moved one of his hands down to your breast, giving it a squeeze through his shirt. You looked so sexy in his clothes.

"Words, baby," he said, head dipping down as he kissed down your clothed chest, "what do you want?"

"You." You said between breaths and he smirked.

"Where do you want me, angel?" His face was between your legs now, pressing open mouth kisses against your smooth skin.

"Nate, please." You whined, hand moving to grab at his hair as he left a mark on the inside of your thigh.

"Gotta tell me what you want, pretty girl."

Goddammit he was stubborn. Even when he already knew what you were trying to say.

"Your tongue." You sighed as his hands reached up under the shirt to grab at your panties. He hooked his fingers in them before sliding them down your legs, letting you kick them off. He propped your legs up on his shoulders as he laid between your legs, his face inches away from where you needed him the most.

"Is this what you want, baby?" he asked, you nodded, biting down on your lip.

"What did I tell you about words?" he said, his hands gripping at your thighs.

"Yes, Nate," you sighed, "this is what I want."

He took that as your permission for him to dive right in. And he did. He moved his tongue as he slowly started licking your heat, his nose bumping up against your clit which sent your hands flying to his hair, pulling gently on it.

You moaned as his other hand came up and teased your nipple over the shirt. You swatted his hand away before pulling the shirt off yourself, his eyes flicking up to you and giggling softly as his hands went back to work.

"Fuck," you moaned at the eye contact he held with you, which turned him on even more.

"Nate, I need more." Your words were breathy, but he got what you were saying. His hand moved from resting on your stomach to teasing your entrance. You gasped as he pushed a finger in slowly, adding a second one close behind. Your head fell back at the pleasure, moaning as you felt yourself getting closer.

"Gonna come for me, angel?" He breathed against you, watching your face intently as he replaced his tongue with his thumb, climbing up your body to kiss you. You moaned into his mouth, his fingers joking and hitting just the right spot that sent you over the edge.

He watched as you came undone around his fingers, letting you ride out your high before pulling his fingers out slowly. You grabbed his face and pulled him down to your face, kissing him. He deepened the kiss and before you knew it, you were switching so that he was laying under you.

"Your turn, handsome."

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