My Valentine - By Brittany

A request I edited so it's a 'You' OS. :]

"I know it's Valentine's Day and I said I'd be there, but...I won't. I'm so sorry. We added another date to the tour because of demand, and the managers thought Valentine's day would be a great day to have a concert, so...I'm just sorry. I'll make it up to you when I come into town next week, okay? I love you."

You sigh and shut your phone, frowning as you thought about the voicemail you had just heard. Nick had promised he'd be home for your first Valentine's Day together, and now he's not going to be there.

"Bummer," you say, looking at the clock. Reservations were lost and the red dress you're wearing was of no use to you now.

Shaking your head, you head upstairs and into your room. Shedding the high heels that were on your aching feet you wiggle your toes into the plush carpet and gaze into your closet for lounge wear.

Your phone buzzes loudly on the desk beside your closet, making you jump. Picking up the phone, you looked at the screen that blinked New Text Message from Nick.

"This better be good," you mumble, flipping your phone open and reading the message.

Since I can't be there tonight, I've arranged to have your present sent to you. You game?

A smile creeps onto your face, and you reply quickly, 'Yes.'

Waiting anxiously for several minutes, your phone buzzes again.

Go outside, take a flashlight and follow the trail down to the clearing.

You look at the message curiously before replying, 'Okay', and slip your shoes back on, heading downstairs. Picking up a flashlight on your way out, you step into the cool breeze and shiver. Hurrying down the path with the flashlight beaming in front, you finally came to the clearing.

Looking back at your cell, you open it to tell Nick where you are. 'I'm at the clearing.'

Rocking back and forth on your heels, you look around in the dark and suddenly become nervous.

Yelping as your phone buzzed, you chuckle at yourself and open your phone.

Have a seat on the blanket and close your eyes.

"Blanket?" you ask, looking around. Finally spotting a red plaid blanket on the ground several yards away, you walk to it slowly and sit down. Hesitating, you text Nick 'Okay' before closing your eyes.

"Now open your eyes."

Gripping your phone for a second, your breath catches in her throat when you realize it hadn't gone off.

Opening your eyes, you stare at the figure in front of you. "Nick?"

He was standing there in a suit, a single red rose in his hand.

"But I thought you were in-"

"I admit...I lied," Nick says, chewing his bottom lip and walking over, kneeling in front of you.

"You lied? Why?" you ask, taking the rose from Nick as he offers it to you.

"I thought this would be more fun," he shrugs.

"I'm glad you're here," you smile.

"Me, too." He returns the smile before kissing you gently.

"So, what's my present?" you ask against his lips.

"Um, me," Nick says, pulling away.

"Seriously?"

"No," Nick laughs. "That's not my style."

You smiled and watch as Nick pulls a long red velvet box out of his suit jacket and hands it to you.

"Happy Valentine's Day," he says as you take it.

You glance at him before turning your attention to the box and opening it slowly, revealing a silver chain with a single dangling pearl on it.

"Oh, Nick," you breathe. "It's beautiful."

"You like?" Nick asks, a smile creeping onto his lips.

"I love it. And I love you. Thank you," you smile, leaning in and kissing him gently.

Nick smiles against your lips, pulls back and takes the necklace out of the box.

"Lift your hair," he tells you.

Lifting your hair, you shiver as Nick's fingers brush your skin as he puts the necklace on you.

"You're beautiful," he mutters, kissing your cheek.

Blushing slightly, you set your hands on his shoulders and find his lips.

Nick parts his lips after moments of kissing gently and finds your tounge. Gliding his tounge along yours, his hands slide down your arms.

You moaned quietly into Nick's mouth, your fingers tangling in his hair.

Nick brakes the kiss and removes his hands from you. He takes his jacket off quickly and loosens his tie as he looks at you.

You lick your drying lips and lie back on the blanket, your eyes never leaving his.

Nick pulls his tie over his head and drops it on the ground. His fingers move down to the buttons on his crisp, white dress shirt, but you quickly shake your head.

"I want to," you tell him, leaning up and taking the front of his shirt in your hands before pulling him towards you.

Nick leans forward until his weight is on his knees, then sets his hands on the blanket below him and looks down at you.

Moving your hands slowly, you un-do the buttons one at a time, your fingers grazing his burning skin as it becomes exposed. Once his shirt is un-buttoned you pull it down his arms slowly, taking in the sight of his bare upper half.

Nick smirks as he watches your face heat and lifts his hands out of the shirt one at a time. Feeling your fingers on his chest he leans back down, his mouth attacking your skin. Kissing, sucking, leaving marks he knows only he's allowed to make.

"I want you," he says, sucking gently on your jawbone. "I want you right here and right now."

"Take me," you breathe, swallowing as his lips began to heat up your body.

"How do you want it?" Nick asks you, his mouth leaving you and his hands sliding up your thighs, taking your dress with them.

"Nick," you whimper.

"Tell me," he says gently, leaving your dress just above your hips and running his hands down your thighs, parting them.

"Sl-Slow. I want to feel you move," you say, taking in a breath.

"You got it, Valentine," Nick says quietly, pulling your underwear down slowly.

Ditching them in the grass his hands move to his own pants and he removes them quickly with little difficulty.

"I need you," you said, your hands reaching for him.

Nodding, Nick leans over you, capturing your lips with his own.

Your hands skim over his back and slip over his hips. Wrapping a hand around his now throbbing self, you smirk when he lets out a shaky breath.

"Do it," Nick whispers, kissing your forehead.

Nodding, you relax your hold on him and slowly help to guide him inside of you. You both let out breaths once Nick has filled you completely, and neither one dares to move just yet.

"A-Are you okay?" Nick asks you, his skin dampening as the heat of you takes him over. You're both still new to this, this only being your second time together. Christmas Eve had been your first.

You are quiet for a few seconds as you adjust to the feeling that's still so new to you. Finally you relax your lower half and nod.

"You sure, baby? I don't want to hurt you," Nick says, his hair blowing into his face as a gust of cool air came upon the two of you.

"It's just new. But don't stop. Don't stop," you say quietly, your hands moving and gripping his back.

Your fingers in his skin, Nick takes that as his sign to move.

Sliding in and out of you slowly, he groans. "Fuck, you feel so good."

You moan in reply, your legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him into you deeper with each thrust.

Nick leans down, capturing your lips in a deep kiss.

Your walls grip him tightly as he moves, the slickness of you making him shiver.

"Oh God," he moans against your mouth. "I’ve missed you so much."

"Me, too, Nick. Ohh," you moan, tangling one hand in his hair, the other gripping his back as his hips buck against yours.

"You feel so good. So good," Nick whispers into your ear.

"Mmm, go faster," you plead, sucking on his neck.

"You said-"

"Faster. Please, Nick, please," you moan, tightening your legs.

Obliging, Nick braces his hands against the blanket and thrusts into your faster.

"Ohh, right there," you say, your head tipping back.

Nick's fingers clutch the blanket as he moves in and out of you easily now. You move together for what feels like hours, your limbs tangled.

"Oh, Nick," you moan, gripping him tightly as he thrusts into you.

Sweat rolls down Nick's back as he moves, thrusting harder into you.

"God," he groans, feeling you twitch.

"Touch me, Nick, touch me," you beg, reaching for his arm. "I'm so close."

Dropping to his elbows, Nick reaches down to your throbbing clit, his thumb going in circles.

"More. Again," you breathe. "Oh God, Nick, oh my God."

His toes press against the ground as he moves even harder and faster, his thumb in sync with his hips.

"Come on," he urges you. "Let go. God, you're so tight."

"Fuck, Nick. Yes, yes. Oh my God." You moan loudly, your voice reaching the nearby trees.

Nick feels your walls beginning to tighten around him and he shudders delightfully at the thought of what's about to come.

Rubbing his thumb against your sensitive mound quickly, his hips began to crash into yours.

"Oh, God. Oh, yes...." he moans, catching up to your body with his own.

"Nick, please. Please, I'm so...oh my God."

"Oh, yes. I'm so close, baby, so close," he breathes, his lips finding yours and his thrusts becoming desperate.

It happens quickly after a few more eager thrusts.

Your legs tighten almost painfully around Nick's waist, your shoulders lifting up from the blanket and your mouth against his shoulder as your orgasm courses through your body with a delighted moan.

Feeling you contract around him as you climax, Nick thrusts into you deeply a few times before he feels his body letting go. He shudders as he fills you, his fingers dug deep into the blanket and his mouth parted in a silent scream of bliss.

His thumb moves slowly through your aftershocks and he drops his forehead down onto the blanket, your shoulders still off the ground.

Minutes tick by as your bodies recover, and you finally lay back onto the blanket, breathing heavily.

Nick removes his hand from your still body and lets out a shaky breath.

"Oh, Nick," you breathe, turning your head and kissing his cheek. Your legs unwrap from his waist and you wrap your arms around him.

Nick lifts his head and kisses your lips gently before wrapping an arm around your waist and rolling onto his back.

You pull your dress back down, set your head on his chest and listen as his heart begins to slow down.

Shivering from his damp skin being blown by the wind, Nick reaches over and grabs the edge of the blanket, wrapping it around the two of you.

You shift in Nick's arms until you can look into his eyes and you smile. "I love you."

Nick smiles back at you and kisses you. "I love you too, my Valentine."

"Mm," you moan, stretching. "I can't wait to see what you do for my birthday."