Nother New Fic - Nick/Greg - Disarm
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nickngregFandom: CSI: LV
Title: Disarm
Author: Raijahn
Pairing/Character(s): Nick/Greg
Rating: R
Category: PWP
Series/Sequel: None
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None
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carnapepper
Summary: A first kiss.
Disarm
A hand on your chest presses you back against the door, and you’re too surprised at the sudden move to resist. Staring at Nick who’s staring back at you with eyes so dark they’re nearly black, burning with fierce desire. The beat of the club music still pulses throughout your body, but the rhythm changes when Nick grabs your wrists in his hands and pushes them above your head, effectively trapping you between him and the door.
You try to speak, to ask Nick what the hell he thinks he’s doing, but the way his lower body undulates against yours steals the words and all you let out is an undignified squeak.
Smirking faintly, Nick leans closer, his breath washing over your lips as he whispers seductively, “You want me to kiss you, don’t you, Greg?”
“Kiss?” you say stupidly, all the blood quickly leaving your head to pool in your groin, leaving you unable to process an intelligent thought. You want more than a kiss. You want everything. *Have* wanted everything for far too long.
Nick chuckles and shifts his grip, holding both your wrists in one hand and you nearly whimper at how easy it is for him to do. One hand now free, he lets it slide down your arm, slowly across your shoulder and curls it around your throat. You do whimper then, wondering when exactly Nick found out about your need to be dominated. He could so easily squeeze the life out of you, he’s that strong, and the thought is so intoxicating it scares you.
Rubbing his thumb up and down your Adam’s apple, Nick stares down at you, so intensely it’s like he’s searching for something. You don’t know what, but you’re pretty sure there’s not a single thing he couldn’t find if he looked hard enough. You’re that open right now. Giving up everything without the barest thought of why or whether or not you should. You just do.
When the kiss comes, it takes you completely by surprise, so quick and sudden you barely have time to think, ‘oh my God, he’s kissing me’ before your mind goes blank and your eyes drop closed and you lock your knees to keep from sliding to the floor. Not that you would get far, what with Nick holding you up.
His hand is tight on the back of your neck, thumb pressing into the joint of your jaw, telling you without words to open to him. You can’t not and when you do his tongue surges inside, curling around yours, sucking it back into his mouth, kissing you so deep and hard it’s like the kiss is all that exists. Your mouth and Nick’s, tongues tangling together, teeth clashing, lips bruising from the force of it.
You’ve never known such strong desire, such raw need, and you damn well know nothing you experience after this will ever be as good or as right.
Unless it’s Nick who gives it to you.
Title: Disarm
Author: Raijahn
Pairing/Character(s): Nick/Greg
Rating: R
Category: PWP
Series/Sequel: None
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None
Beta(s):
carnapepperSummary: A first kiss.
Disarm
A hand on your chest presses you back against the door, and you’re too surprised at the sudden move to resist. Staring at Nick who’s staring back at you with eyes so dark they’re nearly black, burning with fierce desire. The beat of the club music still pulses throughout your body, but the rhythm changes when Nick grabs your wrists in his hands and pushes them above your head, effectively trapping you between him and the door.
You try to speak, to ask Nick what the hell he thinks he’s doing, but the way his lower body undulates against yours steals the words and all you let out is an undignified squeak.
Smirking faintly, Nick leans closer, his breath washing over your lips as he whispers seductively, “You want me to kiss you, don’t you, Greg?”
“Kiss?” you say stupidly, all the blood quickly leaving your head to pool in your groin, leaving you unable to process an intelligent thought. You want more than a kiss. You want everything. *Have* wanted everything for far too long.
Nick chuckles and shifts his grip, holding both your wrists in one hand and you nearly whimper at how easy it is for him to do. One hand now free, he lets it slide down your arm, slowly across your shoulder and curls it around your throat. You do whimper then, wondering when exactly Nick found out about your need to be dominated. He could so easily squeeze the life out of you, he’s that strong, and the thought is so intoxicating it scares you.
Rubbing his thumb up and down your Adam’s apple, Nick stares down at you, so intensely it’s like he’s searching for something. You don’t know what, but you’re pretty sure there’s not a single thing he couldn’t find if he looked hard enough. You’re that open right now. Giving up everything without the barest thought of why or whether or not you should. You just do.
When the kiss comes, it takes you completely by surprise, so quick and sudden you barely have time to think, ‘oh my God, he’s kissing me’ before your mind goes blank and your eyes drop closed and you lock your knees to keep from sliding to the floor. Not that you would get far, what with Nick holding you up.
His hand is tight on the back of your neck, thumb pressing into the joint of your jaw, telling you without words to open to him. You can’t not and when you do his tongue surges inside, curling around yours, sucking it back into his mouth, kissing you so deep and hard it’s like the kiss is all that exists. Your mouth and Nick’s, tongues tangling together, teeth clashing, lips bruising from the force of it.
You’ve never known such strong desire, such raw need, and you damn well know nothing you experience after this will ever be as good or as right.
Unless it’s Nick who gives it to you.
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