Nick's eyes flew open at the sound of muffled laughter.
"... sex face?" "Ha ha... bwahaha!"
"Yeah but... psst psst... NOISES?" More uproarious laughter followed.
Ugh, he thought to himself. How can they be so loud, so EARLY?
It was a Sunday morning, a time he didn't think should exist except for sleep. But on this particular morning, he'd woken up, early. And not just because of Jess and Cece's gossip session right outside the door. He was in Schmidt's room, which he was realizing more and more was a really crappy room, being so close to the kitchen where early morning talking and noises would happen. He leaned back on the unfamiliar bed and tried to get back to sleep. But something kept him from getting up and telling them to shut up, to take it back to Jess's room or to some coffee shop outside.
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Jess and Cece were sitting at the counter, feeling on top of the world. Cece had just gotten engaged, but for some reason, she didn't really want to talk about it. Her and Jess found themselves talking about everything else, but they were both feeling good, loose, happy despite the early hour. And Jess finally seemed willing and able to talk about Nick. They had the place to themselves. Cece knew Schmidt was out at a long office brunch, and Nick and Winston's doors were open with no sleeping grumpy boys inside.
After a few moments of contemplative silence, Cece crinkled her nose and asked mischievously. "Do you think he'd actually be good in bed?"
Jess nodded enthusiastically. "Well, Schmidt accused him of being a meat and potatoes kind of guy. I bet he's really good at the actual fucking part. I wonder what he's best at..." She said dreamily, imaging the possibilities.
"What do you think his favourite position is?"
"He's so lazy, it has to be woman on top!" She giggled.
"He did make that comment about 20 minutes of foreplay that time..."
"Oh yeah our dinner with Sadie. Hmm. I bet if he was really into it he wouldn't notice the time though."
Cece felt bold. "Do you think he goes down? I mean, I know Spencer didn't." Cece didn't often think about this stuff, but she did feel that poor Jess had been missing out for so long on this essential area of sexuality. And after her time with Schmidt, having her clit and pussy licked had risen drastically in importance now that she knew what some men could really do with their tongues.
Jess was momentarily silent once again. "I guess I'd like to think that he does. He's a pretty giving guy. I hope he does."
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Nick was absolutely fucking floored. He had slowly, quietly gotten out of bed and sank down as close to the door as he could manage. He was trapped in Schmidt's room. He'd had to sleep there because of a stupid leak in his room, right over his bed. They didn't think he was there, and they were out there just speculating out loud about what he was like in bed. About what he did, or didn't do, or liked, or didn't like. He was embarrassed but also invigorated. They're so raunchy! He thought. While guys might sit around and share a few facts, he'd never acted like this with the guys. He would have never wondered out loud about the size of Jess's tits or whether she spit or swallowed. These supposedly private moments between her and Cece emboldened him. She thought about him, a lot, explicitly. She also seemed to assume that they were going to hook up eventually. No wonder she never really made a move. He ran a hand through his bed head and grinned. He could do so much with this. But for now, he just really hoped they didn't change the subject. Or that he would hear something he didn't want to hear.
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"So you've already seen his dick, right?"
Jess looked down shyly into her tea. Cece let her be silent, knowing she would crack soon without having to be asked.
"It was definitely the biggest." She whispered.
"Is that why you like Nick?" Cece teased.
"No!" Jess shouted. "No. I like him because he's an incredible kisser. I want him to kiss me for the rest of my life. He's so strong, and kind, and funny. I just...can't imagine being with anyone else, now or ever. I think about him all the time now, but it's almost like I'm scared to think about anything more than what's already happened. God, I wish he was here right now, I just want to look at his face."
"Yeah right." Cece replied. "I think you want to do more than just look at his face. PS, I'm so glad we're talking about this now BEFORE you guys hook up, because it seems so much more creepy to talk about afterwards."
Jess smiled at her friend. "You're right, it's way less creepy now. Ohhh, what I would do to him! I'd rattle his beehive!"
"One of my new old favourites is the strip tease. I think some of that high school stuff is becoming more appealing now."
"Yeah, but you actually have rhythm, Cece. I think I would just wait for him naked under his covers."
"Well don't start now, you might be waiting a long time!"
They collapsed into a fit of giggles.
Jess let out an exasperated grunt. "I just can't stop thinking about his hands, I want them everywhere. And he's so good at kissing...imaging how good he is with boobs!"
"He probably has quite the treasure trail...then again, you would know that too."
"I wonder what his weakness is. I wonder what drives him like totally crazy. He definitely seems like a regular dude who loves regular sex but they all have something they can't resist, something that makes them yours for life if you find it!"
"I'm so excited for you, Jess. You want to be that girl. You want him so bad! You're going to figure it out."
At that, Jess seemed discouraged. "I don't know...I mean he might not even want me. What if we're just talking about all this stuff but I never get to find out." She sounded crushed. "I can finally talk about it all.. penis... sex.. blow jobs.. listen to me! I am finally there, comfortable with my body, I have a new tricks in the bag, and I just want to unleash it all on him, cause I already love him. But this stuff never works out..."
Cece reached a hand across the counter. "Sometimes it just takes a while. Besides, you guys have got time, right? No one's moving out, and you're both single now..." That seemed to perk Jess up.
"Yeah." She smiled, and tried to talk some confidence back to herself. "Plus we are definitely going to hook up, I mean look at what's happened already, I bet he's just waiting for me to make a move. All I have to do is march my butt over there in the middle of the night and start taking his boxers off with my teeth!"
Cece was glad they had resumed the lighthearted nature of their talk. She couldn't really think about emotions right now. Getting some deviousness back into her she met Jess's eyes and asked "If you snuck into his room at night and randomly started blowing him, how long do you think he'd last?"
"Oh like 20 seconds." Jess shot back with a smirk.
Suddenly, the door off the kitchen opened and the girls almost fell off their stools. Nick stalked out, bedhead sticking out at all angles, dark eyes boring into Jess. He walked right up to her but didn't pause. He stood behind her.
Nick pressed his erection into Jess's back. He grabbed her shoulders and lowered his lips to her ear, speaking directly at her but looking at Cece's shocked face.
"My favourite position is standing up, with your legs wrapped around me as I thrust into you, but that almost never happens, so my second favourite and most realistic is a combination of you on top and reverse cowgirl, but not because I'm lazy, I just like to look at you have a good time so that I can remember it later. It also frees me up to use my hands to grab your tits or get you off using your clit. I go down, and I'll go down on you until you beg. Me. To. Stop." He was speaking slowly and deliberately. "WHEN we hook up it's going to last for hours, but I don't want you to be too sore because I'm going to want you the next day too, probably twice. The position I'm best in is from behind and that's how I'll cum hardest, but my first time with you I want to be missionary because I want to hold you as close as possible."
He turned her to face him, one rough hand on her smooth, shocked face.
"I think about you all the time Jess. I wonder what you taste like, if my cock will hit the back of your pussy, if you can handle me, if you'll swallow when I cum in your mouth, if you'll ever hum a silly song while you suck my dick." Jess and Cece just stared.
"But I don't talk about you this way with anybody. So if you'll excuse me, I'll be in the shower."
He took his eyes off Jess and looked up at a shocked Cece, then back to Jess. He learned down, parting her knees with his thigh, and bent his head back until he was whispering in her ear again.
"If you want to look at my face...you're welcome to join me." He spun away and didn't look back as he strutted to the shower.
Cece's body was racked with silent laughter. Jess for her part couldn't move.
"Get going!" She pushed her gently as she gathered her things. "I hope you won't be too sore tomorrow. Call me after, but this is the last time we talk about details like this!"
Dazed, Jess finally cracked a small smile and didn't even look at Cece as she half-ran into the bathroom. She pulled back the shower curtain to find a smiling Nick, hand already stroking his hard cock as water streamed down all over his body. With a huge grin, she stripped down, all the while staring at his face.