All I Want For Christmas Is YouAuthor: _takemebabyxRating:
Nick Jonas & Miley CyrusSummary:
Nick and Miley’s friendship was certainly a complex one. There was no denying that. Authors note:
For Jory & Tori. Idk what this is. I'm not pleased with it. I think it's like, all over the place, and blah. But here you girls go..
Nick and Miley’s friendship was certainly a complex one. There was no denying that. They were best friends, and that was probably something they would always be. It was one of those things where even if they didn’t talk for awhile, the next time they talked, it would be like the last time they saw each other was the day before. It didn’t matter if there were months in between the times that they talked. Sometimes that happened, and neither of them liked that very much.
Lately though, the two had drifted apart more than usual. Between Miley dating Liam, breaking up with Liam, and dating him again, or whatever happened - Nick could never be too sure. Relationships were a touchy subject with the two of them. One always got jealous of the other. It was just hard for Nick, and he probably wasn’t there for her when she should’ve been. He felt bad, because part of him felt like if he was there for her there were things that wouldn’t have happened, but the other part of him was the part that was convincing him to stay away.
He didn’t know which part to deal with. He just knew that Miley was obviously hurting because of whatever was going on with her parents, and he knew that he wasn’t there for her. He also knew that he needed to change that.
It wasn’t like this was easy for either of them. Often when the two of them were together it ended in sex. They could never keep their eyes off each other, let alone their hands. It was hard for them to be in a public place together, because well… Maybe that was another reason they drifted apart. Because they weren’t right for each other.
No. That couldn’t be it. They were perfect for each other, and they both knew that. They were just too damn stubborn to admit it.
It was late Christmas Eve. Almost late enough to the point where you could say it was Christmas, and somehow, Nick found himself standing on Miley’s doorstep. He sighed, looking up at her window from where he was standing. The lights were on, so that was a good sign. He sent Miley a text since he didn’t want to ring the bell because it was so late.
A few minutes later, Miley opened the front door and the two of them headed up to her room. “Hey,” He quietly said, looking over at her. She just nodded her head a little, and he wondered what was on her mind. They used to be able to tell each other everything, but lately… not so much. “Merry Christmas, Miles,” He said, reaching forward to push her hair out of her face.
He managed to get a small smile from her, but not much more than that. Miley was just stressed, she guessed. It was something like that. And now Nick was here and ugh… She just couldn’t deal with her feelings for him right now. She had other things she needed to deal with. “Shouldn’t you be with your family?” Miley quietly asked, looking him in the eyes for the first time since she opened the door.
“Well, yes, but considering it’s about 11:35 pm, no. Not really. I wanted to come see you…” He trailed off, studying her face. Miley opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. She just shook her head instead.
“Miley, look. Okay. We’ve both made mistakes, okay? I know I haven’t always been here like I should have been. I haven’t been that best friend that you need right now. I know that. But it’s always so hard with you. I’m tired of fighting my feelings for you. I’m tried of masking them with this best friend label. Miley, you and I both know that that isn’t what this is. You and I both know that we’re more than that.” Nick spoke, his voice like music to her ears. He was right. She knew he was right. Of course he was right. Miley loved him, and he loved her too. Maybe this was exactly what she needed right now.
Honestly, Miley wasn’t sure, but that didn’t stop her from kissing him. It took Nick off guard, only because he wasn’t expecting the kiss right then. Miley kissed him hard, their tongues fighting for dominance in their mouths. Nick slowly started to push Miley back towards the bed, slipping her shirt over her head as he did so. Miley’s knees hit the edge of the bed and Nick carefully laid her back against it. He pulled his own shirt over his head before hovering over the girl. He studied her for a moment before leaning down, pressing his lips to hers again. It was always like this with them. Talking one minute, stripping down the next. But it wasn’t just sex. It meant something for both of them. It meant everything.
Nick trailed his kisses down towards her neck as he pulled her shorts down her legs, removing her panties with them. Miley let out a soft moan, tilting her head to the side as he kissed her neck. She trailed her hands down his arms, eventually managing to get him out of his pants, boxers, and successfully apply a condom. “Nick,” Miley quietly moaned. “We can’t… I…”
Nick stared down at her, hoping she wasn’t about to do what he thought she was. Because really. That would suck. Considering they both were naked and well.. Yeah. “I mean…” Miley continued, shaking her head a little. “You love me, don’t you?” Miley asked, her eyes brimming with tears. Lately she didn’t feel like anyone really loved her, not even Nick.
Nick moved forward a little, his penis pressing against her opening because he shifted positions. Miley moaned quietly, her eyes still staring up at him. “More than anything, Miley. You know that. You’re my everything.”
Miley nodded her head lightly, wrapping her arms around his back. She kissed him softly, pulling him close. Nick didn’t really know what that was all about, but he figured now wasn’t really the time to ask. So instead he just kissed her back softly, slowly pushing himself all the way inside of her. Miley let out a small whimper, arching her back to give Nick a better angle. Nick placed his hands on either side of her, holding himself up as he continued to move himself in and out of her slowly. Miley’s hand’s began to wander her body, trailing over her stomach and then her breasts. “Nick,” She moaned softly. “Faster,” She whimpered, closing her eyes as she let out another moan.
Nick watched as her hands roamed her body, and he did exactly as she pleased, picking up the pace that he began to move in and out of her. It wasn’t like this was the first time they had sex, so Nick pretty much knew exactly how to make her scream. He thrusted in and out of her faster than before, making sure to push himself as deep inside of her as he could. Miley moaned loudly, throwing her head back against the pillows. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to her breaking point.
It didn’t take much longer for Nick to bring Miley over the edge. He felt her arch her back, pressing herself against him as he continued to thrust in and out of her. Suddenly he felt her muscles tighten around his shaft as she screamed out his name. He kept himself inside of her, letting her ride out her orgasm before pulling out of her.
Afterwards he fell back against the bed next to her, breathing heavily. He heard Miley giggle, and he smiled. He loved her laugh. Nick glanced over at Miley, smiling at the sight he saw. She looked flawless laying their next to him. She looked happy, content, pleased, ect, and he loved that.
Miley bit down on her bottom lip, rolling over so her naked body was pressed against his. Nick wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. “Merry Christmas,” Miley said, nuzzling her face into his chest. “I’m sorry for being so complicated. I’m sorry that we have to be so complicated. But you’re the only thing I asked for this year.”