Not Possible - Nash Grier
happy (almost) birthday to my babe moaningmagcon ily bb, and this is dedicated to you because you deserve it :))
requested: nash objects guys can’t get hard without being touched and you prove him wrong
“That game was made for 2nd graders,” I whined, “And I’m not in the mood to play it!”
Nash rolled his eyes and snickered at my child-like reaction. “It’s just for fun, babe. We have time to kill and the guys are over! Please, y/n?”
He jutted out his bottom lip and I giggled quietly. “You’re so adorable when you pout. Let’s play!”
Nash led me to where a few of his friends sat in a circle and we all glanced around at each other, waiting for someone to make the first move.
“Alright, I’ll start it off!” Matt finally sighed, “Nash, truth or dare?”
Nash stared directly into Matt’s mischievous eyes and shrugged his shoulders. “I’ll take a truth,” he replied confidently.
Matt pretended to think as his eyes found me. He immediately smirked and wiggled his eyebrows. “Has y/n ever gotten you hard without physical contact?”
Nash let out a snort and shook his head. “Nope,” he replied, “And she never will. It’s not possible for guys to get hard without being touched.”
Cameron and Matt exchanged glances and fell into fits of laughter at Nash’s answer. “I call fucking bullshit!” Cam exclaimed, “That’s got to be the biggest lie I’ve ever heard!”
I watched the guys as Nash furrowed his eyebrows, “What’s so funny? It’s the truth, guys. It’s not possible.”
Cam smirked over at me and snickered, “I dare y/n to prove him wrong!”
I scoffed in fake annoyance, “It wasn’t even your turn!”
Matt and Cam chuckled at Matt wiggled his eyebrows. “Fine,” he sighed, “Nash, it’s your turn.”
Nash blinked and stared back at me with wide eyes. “You know it isn’t true, y/n.” He paused and grinned sweetly my direction. “Truth or dare, baby?”
I bit my lip and thought about Cameron’s words, my lips automatically curving into a smirk. I knew exactly how to get Nash hard without our bodies touching. “I’ll take a truth, too.”
Nash opened his mouth to speak when Cameron let out a groan. “This is boring as fuck,” he grunted, stretching as he jumped up from his spot on the floor. “I’m gonna go grab a pizza while you two losers keep picking truth!” Matt stood to his feet next to Cameron and nodded his head, following him out to the car.
I giggled to myself and turned to Nash, smirking softly. “It’s still my turn, Nash,” I replied with a seductive tone in my voice.
Nash nodded and sat back on his arms, trying to think of a question. He let out a sigh and shrugged his shoulders. “Out of curiosity,” he started, “Have you ever gotten… you know, excited by me without me touching you?”
As soon as the words left his lips, I knew exactly how to get him to crack. I bit my lip and stared into his eyes, smiling softly. “All the time, baby,” I replied, scooting closer to him and staring up at him with innocent eyes. “You’re such a fucking tease and it always makes me so wet.”
Nash gulped and glanced down at me with wide eyes. “H-how do I tease you?”
I smirked and batted my eyelashes innocently. “Well, when you talk to me with that tone it turns me on so much,” I watched as a light smirk came on his face; he knew exactly what tone I was talking about. “And when you stare up at me with your eyes and that stupid fucking smirk, I want to you to fuck me against the wall. Oh, don’t even get me started on how fucking hot you sound when you groan, baby.”
I bit my lip and smirked, already seeing the small tent forming in his jeans. “You like it when I groan?” Nash grunted, his teeth biting down on his bottom lip harshly.
I nodded my head and let out a fake moan of pleasure, “Oh, more than anything in the world. That’s my favorite noise, and my favorite times to hear it are when we’re on the couch and I’m kissing down your neck, when I’m grinding myself into you, and whenever I’m on my knees giving you the most pleasure you’ve ever felt.” I paused, watching as Nash squeezed his eyes shut.
“S-stop,” he replied, “I don’t know how the fuck this is happening, y/n.” He stared down at his slightly hardened member and I smirked, nodding my head.
“It’s possible, Nash. And now that you’re hard, why don’t you let me take care of that for you? I want to hear you groan and grunt in pleasure, baby. Just say the word and I’ll get on my knees and taste you.”
Nash let out a soft moan, his eyes squeezed shut once more. “B-babe,” he groaned, “You’ve made your point, okay? Just fucking stop, my jeans are starting to get so tight and I think they’re going to rip open!”
“Oh, baby,” I whined, “The boys will be back with pizza any minute! You’d better think of something!”
I giggled softly as Nash’s mouth fell open in disbelief. “Are you fucking serious? You’re the reason I’m hard in the first place!”
I shrugged my shoulders with fake sympathy and let out a small sigh, “Maybe next time you’ll think before making such a dumb-ass remark,” I replied, standing to my feet as I made my way to the kitchen.
Nash stared at me for a moment and jumped to his feet, hot on my trail. “Fuck,” he groaned, “Please help me, y/n! My hand is nothing compared to your beautiful mouth, or even your hands. Just fucking help me, please babe!”
I pretended to think, and just as I’d opened my mouth to speak, the doorbell rang. I smirked and watched as Nash’s eye twitched in frustration. “The guys are here with our pizza,” I exclaimed, turning to leave the kitchen.
“Oh hell no you don’t,” Nash grabbed me by my arm and jerked me backwards towards him. “You’re going to wait right fucking here, and when I get back you’re going to fix,” he gestured to his groin, “this!”
He raced into the living room and I jumped onto the counter, swinging my legs as I awaited the boys’ presence. I tried to listen in on their conversation, and moments later I heard the front door slam. I braced myself for Matt and Cameron’s loud, obnoxious laughter, but instead was greeted by a shirtless Nash and a box of pizza.
I raised an eyebrow to protest, but before I could even comprehend a single word, the pizza box dropped to the floor and Nash’s lips worked angelically against mine. I ran my fingers through his hair and bit down on his bottom lip. He subconsciously opened his mouth, a moan escaping his lips. I took this as my opportunity to deepen the kiss.
Nash’s hands ran down my body and he tugged the thin material of my shirt over my head, leaving me in my bra. He beamed down at me and shook his head, chuckling to himself. “I fucking hate you for making me so damn hard all the time,” he mused, “But right now I just want to fuck you.”
I sucked in a breath at his dirty words as he pressed his lips to my neck, drawing and nibbling at my skin with his teeth. I let out a moan at the feeling and threw my head back in pure bliss. I wrapped my legs around Nash’s waist and began to grind myself onto his hips for friction.
“Dammit, y/n!” Nash cursed, stepping away from me quickly, his chest rising and falling heavily. “I’m already so fucking hard for you! Stop fucking teasing me!”
I giggled and hopped down from the counter, smiling softly up at him. He cocked an eyebrow at me and I walked over to him, running my fingers down his chest teasingly. “You said you wanted to fuck me? Prove your point, Grier.”
Nash’s face lit up and he reached down, his hand colliding with my ass quickly as he turned me around, rushing me to our bedroom. I giggled the entire time, rolling my eyes at how needy he was acting.
As soon as I’d stepped foot in the bedroom, I was pushed back onto the bed with Nash’s lips on mine once more. Nash’s hands quickly pulled off my shorts as he smirked down at me, wiggling his eyebrows slightly. I giggled and shook my head at him, “Eager, are we?”
Nash quickly nodded his head and tore off his jeans and boxers as well, tossing them to the side. “I need to feel you right now,” he moaned, grabbing my panties in his fist. Before I could comprehend it, I heard a ’rrriiippp’ and felt slightly bare. I gasped and sat up, staring at my ripped panties in Nash’s hand.
“What the fuck, Nash? Those were my favorite!”
“I’ll buy you more, baby, I promise.”
With that, Nash pushed himself into me, the pleasure making me forget about being pissed at him. I let out a soft moan and threw my head back against the pillows. I arched my back to feel more of him, causing him to let out a loud groan.
“F-fuck, you feel so damn good,” Nash grunted, rocking into me roughly. “And I hope you know that just because you’re pissed about your underwear doesn’t mean I’ll go any softer on you.”
I cocked an eyebrow up at him and immediately knew what he’d meant as he picked up his pace, his hipbone bumping mine with every thrust he gave. He buried himself completely inside of me, causing me to yelp out in pleasure as I neared my peak. “N-nash,” I moaned, “Faster-r! I’m so close, baby!”
He immediately complied, pounding into me effortlessly. My vision blurred as my orgasm took over, causing my body to tense and fall limp onto the sheets below me. Nash groaned as he hit his high and his thrusts became sloppier as he rode out his orgasm.
Nash let out a sigh and smiled cheekily down at me. I grinned back at him and smirked softly to myself. “Do you still think it’s not possible for guys to get hard without being touched, or would you like me to act out on that objection once again?”
He shook his head and chuckled under his breath, “You’ve definitely made your point, y/n.”
this was a well-deserved smut since you all waited so patiently and ily guys. next on my list is a carter smut so et me know if you’re hype about that xo