Stay with me 4/4
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nickngregTitle: Stay with me 4 of 4
spoilers: none
warnings: none
Rating: R to be on the safe side
A/N: Okay folks, here we go. The last chapter. The final chapter. If you think you need to ask for another sequel go ahead, but my guess it I won't really give in this time. =)
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tanisafan
Dedicated tokennedy_unknown because I promised her one way or another and the outstanding it_glitters - just because
Thanks to everyone who stuck with me for all....12 chapters. =) I really appreciate it.
Greg fell asleep in Nick’s arms, feeling them wrapped tightly around him.
Nick loved the feeling of Greg in his arms. Loved the feeling of holding him, feeling him and the body heat. It was a good feeling after so long to finally have someone again; even if it was just for the moment, until they would wake up again and Nick suspected Greg to be gone – unless he could find a way to stop Greg from leaving, to make sure he couldn’t leave.
He thought about it for a second before slowly leaving the bed, making sure Greg wouldn’t wake up. He left the room, making his way to another room in the house and coming back with a silk scarf, tying Greg to the bed just moments later. That way, Greg wouldn’t be able to leave.
He lay back down in bed, wrapping his arms around Greg again.
A few hours later Greg awoke, trying to figure out where he was before he noticed that last night had not been a dream, that it had really happened. Trying to move, he noticed his hands were tied to the headboard. What the hell?
He might have a few problems remembering things every now and then but he knew for sure that it hadn’t been that wild.
He pulled a few times before he noticed that it was useless. He had to wait until Nick would wake up and free him. Somehow that sounded like some fairy tale, as if he was waiting for his prince to free him; and he already hated it… to depend on someone.
He didn’t know how long he was lying there, how long he waited for Nick to wake up, but suddenly he felt him shifting, moving slowly and waking up.
He turned his head a few times before opening his eyes and seeing Greg lying next to him. The smile he saw on his lips was weak, nearly insecure and vulnerable, something he hadn’t seen on his beautiful face ever before.
Greg always seemed so strong and in power over himself and what he had gotten himself into, never let he show any emotion he didn’t want to show. Except for that one time, Nick remembered, that one time when he broke down, confessing his experiences with a customer.
“Hey,” he whispered.
“Hey,” Greg said back, not sure what else he should say.
“I see you’re still with me.”
“It wasn’t possible to leave, since someone tied me to the bed.”
“Greg, I know you would…have been gone. Again, without saying a word. Without giving me a chance to say something. I didn’t want to experience that again. I wanted to talk to you. I…”
“Why did you ‘buy’ me again? Wasn’t the fist time enough?”
“When I saw you standing there … I knew there was no other way. I would probably never see you again and after I searched for you for three months, I saw that this might have been the last chance for me to… to convince you to stay with me.”
“So that’s why you bought me? Because you thought that maybe now I would stay with you?”
“Yes.”
“What is it? Why do you want something so much, although you know that you can’t have me?”
“Greg, what is so bad about this? Why is it so wrong for you to stay with me? Why do you think it wouldn’t be good? What do you fear?”
“I don’t fear anything. I just… I can’t stay with you. It wouldn’t work out. I’m independent, I need my space and I’m an ex-hooker, someone who has probably slept with half your friends. I…”
“An ex-hooker? Does that mean you have stopped?” Nick asked surprised, even shocked.
Greg was silent for a moment, felt how Nick loosened the restraints, freeing his hands and pulling him closer, until Greg’s head was lying on Nick’s chest and he’d wrapped his arms tighter as if he feared that Greg would leave when not being held tight enough.
“Yes. I… stopped about two weeks after … this. I have left all that behind me. “
Nick was silent for a moment, not sure what to say. He had thought that Greg was still a hooker, was still sleeping with people for cash. He found himself wondering why Greg had stopped and if maybe he had something to do with it indirectly.
“Greg… why…”
“I guess I better go now. Let this ‘fairy tale’ come to an end,” Greg said as he started to get up, trying to free himself from Nick’s tight embrace – but Nick wouldn’t let him go.
“Greg?”
“Can’t you just accept that this is over now?”
“No.”
“Nick, you can’t hold on to something that is gone. Just accept that. Please,” Greg pleaded, still trying to fight Nick.
“When I told you about Candice I didn’t tell you that you were the first person I ever let close to me, did I? There had been… a lot of others, sure, but all of them were just for the moment, some anonymous fucks… and then you came. And things changed. The irony was…all of these other people, they would given almost everything to stay, but I didn’t want them to stay, and you….the person I wanted, the first person I wanted and you left. So I started looking for you. For three long months, I asked all sorts of people, friends of yours, people I had seen you with. I was in the club everyday but no one had seen you, knew anything about you…”
“Why is this so important to you?”
“Not this. You. This is not about what happened three months ago, this isn’t about me offering you money. I has never been about that. This is just about you and me.”
Greg looked up to meet Nick’s eyes and at that moment he knew that there was no way that he could convince Nick of anything else. For Nick this was it, this was what he had been looking for his entire life, or at least since the disaster with Candice. And Greg could see Nick wouldn’t let him go, not this time.
“Greg, you told me, on that bench in the rain that you fell for me. So why can’t you stay? Why do you want to go so desperately? And don’t even start with all the ‘two different worlds’ stuff. I don’t care, I have never cared about what all the magazines write. My real friends don’t care who I date, neither do my parents. They won’t care if I date a stripper, a hooker or Paris Hilton, which is basically all the same one way or another, or not far away from each other…” Nick stated and saw how Greg had to smile.
“The papers and magazines have another ‘victim’ every week. I learned to ignore them with time. So neither your ‘what will people think’ nor your ‘what will the papers write’ works any longer. Next argument?”
“I don’t have any arguments… I just… I…”
“What is it that you really fear? It is not like I’m going to hand you a list with things you are allowed to do and things you aren’t allowed to do. You need independence? Fine. I’m not going to force you into giving up your job or try to influence you on taking one up that I offer you, or stuff like that.”
“I … fear you.”
“What? What did I do that you are scared of me? I didn’t beat you or treat you badly, so why are you scared of me?”
“This… For you this is just some game. Something that, when you get bored with it, will change nothing. But for me this is reality, something that will influence me and my life; and if you should get bored of me and I’m forced to go back to a life that isn’t comparable to yours…”
“But that won’t happen, love. This is not some game, this is serious for me. And if you just won’t let it happen because you fear I might throw you away after a few months… it won’t happen.”
There was a moment of silence before Greg said something, wondered about something.
“If I leave now, will you leave the room like it is now as well? I noticed it last night. The room was like when I left it. I…”
“I couldn’t stand sleeping in here. All of it reminded me of what we had, so I … I thought I’d leave it like it was when you had left… that way I could capture the moment. Those nights of love and passion, everything about you.”
“So you left it like it was. And now that you had me again and I could leave… You would leave it like this again?”
“Yes, but tell me you won’t go.”
“I … Nick… I don’t know. I mean, I probably just told you enough to let you know how I feel and I surely gave you enough information to convince me to stay, or at least to not have any arguments left, but there is still… I still feel … I haven’t been in a relationship in years.”
“Then now is the perfect time to have one again. I was looking for someone I could trust blindfolded, who would catch me when I fall and who trusted me as well. Who isn’t just with me because of the money.”
“Well, technically… I have been with you twice because of the money.”
“You know what I mean. And anyway… I was actually just looking for you I guess. So will you stay with me? Or will you leave again?”
“Isn’t there anything you want to know? Like something about my parents or stuff like that? You just know I’m a hooker who stopped working as such and has fallen for you.”
“I don’t need to know much more.” Nick smiled, sure by now that he had convinced Greg to stay.
Greg smiled at Nick, knowing that secretly Nick knew already, he just waited for Greg to nod or give his agreement. That he would stay with Nick.
So Greg looked up, meeting Nick’s eyes again, and then nodded before he smiled at Nick.
“I’m staying with you.”
And that was all Nick needed, everything he wanted to hear and suddenly nothing else seemed important anymore. Nothing but the two of them, Nick and Greg in bed, wrapped up tight in each other, wearing matching grins on their lips.
Nick rolled the two of them so that he was lying on top of Greg now, looking down into his eyes, smiling at him and just being happy that he finally got what he had been searching for.
But there was something else he could see in Greg’s eyes. Not just happiness, but also arousal and just a few moments later he also felt it. The smile on his lips widened and it was a matter of seconds until he bent down, first kissing Greg’s neck and then whispering sweet little nothings into Greg’s ear.
As Nick thrust into Greg, it was already late morning and the sun was shining through the window directly onto the two of them. It was as if the two of them sealed their relationship with this and the vows to be there for each other were Greg whispering Nick’s name when he came and Nick whispering Greg’s.
Being too happy and way too lazy to get up now to have breakfast, they curled up in each other again, finally falling asleep, both of them knowing this was the beginning of what would hopefully last forever. This was the beginning of the rest of their life.
THE END
spoilers: none
warnings: none
Rating: R to be on the safe side
A/N: Okay folks, here we go. The last chapter. The final chapter. If you think you need to ask for another sequel go ahead, but my guess it I won't really give in this time. =)
Beta'd by the lovley
tanisafanDedicated to
kennedy_unknown because I promised her one way or another and the outstanding it_glitters - just becauseThanks to everyone who stuck with me for all....12 chapters. =) I really appreciate it.
Greg fell asleep in Nick’s arms, feeling them wrapped tightly around him.
Nick loved the feeling of Greg in his arms. Loved the feeling of holding him, feeling him and the body heat. It was a good feeling after so long to finally have someone again; even if it was just for the moment, until they would wake up again and Nick suspected Greg to be gone – unless he could find a way to stop Greg from leaving, to make sure he couldn’t leave.
He thought about it for a second before slowly leaving the bed, making sure Greg wouldn’t wake up. He left the room, making his way to another room in the house and coming back with a silk scarf, tying Greg to the bed just moments later. That way, Greg wouldn’t be able to leave.
He lay back down in bed, wrapping his arms around Greg again.
A few hours later Greg awoke, trying to figure out where he was before he noticed that last night had not been a dream, that it had really happened. Trying to move, he noticed his hands were tied to the headboard. What the hell?
He might have a few problems remembering things every now and then but he knew for sure that it hadn’t been that wild.
He pulled a few times before he noticed that it was useless. He had to wait until Nick would wake up and free him. Somehow that sounded like some fairy tale, as if he was waiting for his prince to free him; and he already hated it… to depend on someone.
He didn’t know how long he was lying there, how long he waited for Nick to wake up, but suddenly he felt him shifting, moving slowly and waking up.
He turned his head a few times before opening his eyes and seeing Greg lying next to him. The smile he saw on his lips was weak, nearly insecure and vulnerable, something he hadn’t seen on his beautiful face ever before.
Greg always seemed so strong and in power over himself and what he had gotten himself into, never let he show any emotion he didn’t want to show. Except for that one time, Nick remembered, that one time when he broke down, confessing his experiences with a customer.
“Hey,” he whispered.
“Hey,” Greg said back, not sure what else he should say.
“I see you’re still with me.”
“It wasn’t possible to leave, since someone tied me to the bed.”
“Greg, I know you would…have been gone. Again, without saying a word. Without giving me a chance to say something. I didn’t want to experience that again. I wanted to talk to you. I…”
“Why did you ‘buy’ me again? Wasn’t the fist time enough?”
“When I saw you standing there … I knew there was no other way. I would probably never see you again and after I searched for you for three months, I saw that this might have been the last chance for me to… to convince you to stay with me.”
“So that’s why you bought me? Because you thought that maybe now I would stay with you?”
“Yes.”
“What is it? Why do you want something so much, although you know that you can’t have me?”
“Greg, what is so bad about this? Why is it so wrong for you to stay with me? Why do you think it wouldn’t be good? What do you fear?”
“I don’t fear anything. I just… I can’t stay with you. It wouldn’t work out. I’m independent, I need my space and I’m an ex-hooker, someone who has probably slept with half your friends. I…”
“An ex-hooker? Does that mean you have stopped?” Nick asked surprised, even shocked.
Greg was silent for a moment, felt how Nick loosened the restraints, freeing his hands and pulling him closer, until Greg’s head was lying on Nick’s chest and he’d wrapped his arms tighter as if he feared that Greg would leave when not being held tight enough.
“Yes. I… stopped about two weeks after … this. I have left all that behind me. “
Nick was silent for a moment, not sure what to say. He had thought that Greg was still a hooker, was still sleeping with people for cash. He found himself wondering why Greg had stopped and if maybe he had something to do with it indirectly.
“Greg… why…”
“I guess I better go now. Let this ‘fairy tale’ come to an end,” Greg said as he started to get up, trying to free himself from Nick’s tight embrace – but Nick wouldn’t let him go.
“Greg?”
“Can’t you just accept that this is over now?”
“No.”
“Nick, you can’t hold on to something that is gone. Just accept that. Please,” Greg pleaded, still trying to fight Nick.
“When I told you about Candice I didn’t tell you that you were the first person I ever let close to me, did I? There had been… a lot of others, sure, but all of them were just for the moment, some anonymous fucks… and then you came. And things changed. The irony was…all of these other people, they would given almost everything to stay, but I didn’t want them to stay, and you….the person I wanted, the first person I wanted and you left. So I started looking for you. For three long months, I asked all sorts of people, friends of yours, people I had seen you with. I was in the club everyday but no one had seen you, knew anything about you…”
“Why is this so important to you?”
“Not this. You. This is not about what happened three months ago, this isn’t about me offering you money. I has never been about that. This is just about you and me.”
Greg looked up to meet Nick’s eyes and at that moment he knew that there was no way that he could convince Nick of anything else. For Nick this was it, this was what he had been looking for his entire life, or at least since the disaster with Candice. And Greg could see Nick wouldn’t let him go, not this time.
“Greg, you told me, on that bench in the rain that you fell for me. So why can’t you stay? Why do you want to go so desperately? And don’t even start with all the ‘two different worlds’ stuff. I don’t care, I have never cared about what all the magazines write. My real friends don’t care who I date, neither do my parents. They won’t care if I date a stripper, a hooker or Paris Hilton, which is basically all the same one way or another, or not far away from each other…” Nick stated and saw how Greg had to smile.
“The papers and magazines have another ‘victim’ every week. I learned to ignore them with time. So neither your ‘what will people think’ nor your ‘what will the papers write’ works any longer. Next argument?”
“I don’t have any arguments… I just… I…”
“What is it that you really fear? It is not like I’m going to hand you a list with things you are allowed to do and things you aren’t allowed to do. You need independence? Fine. I’m not going to force you into giving up your job or try to influence you on taking one up that I offer you, or stuff like that.”
“I … fear you.”
“What? What did I do that you are scared of me? I didn’t beat you or treat you badly, so why are you scared of me?”
“This… For you this is just some game. Something that, when you get bored with it, will change nothing. But for me this is reality, something that will influence me and my life; and if you should get bored of me and I’m forced to go back to a life that isn’t comparable to yours…”
“But that won’t happen, love. This is not some game, this is serious for me. And if you just won’t let it happen because you fear I might throw you away after a few months… it won’t happen.”
There was a moment of silence before Greg said something, wondered about something.
“If I leave now, will you leave the room like it is now as well? I noticed it last night. The room was like when I left it. I…”
“I couldn’t stand sleeping in here. All of it reminded me of what we had, so I … I thought I’d leave it like it was when you had left… that way I could capture the moment. Those nights of love and passion, everything about you.”
“So you left it like it was. And now that you had me again and I could leave… You would leave it like this again?”
“Yes, but tell me you won’t go.”
“I … Nick… I don’t know. I mean, I probably just told you enough to let you know how I feel and I surely gave you enough information to convince me to stay, or at least to not have any arguments left, but there is still… I still feel … I haven’t been in a relationship in years.”
“Then now is the perfect time to have one again. I was looking for someone I could trust blindfolded, who would catch me when I fall and who trusted me as well. Who isn’t just with me because of the money.”
“Well, technically… I have been with you twice because of the money.”
“You know what I mean. And anyway… I was actually just looking for you I guess. So will you stay with me? Or will you leave again?”
“Isn’t there anything you want to know? Like something about my parents or stuff like that? You just know I’m a hooker who stopped working as such and has fallen for you.”
“I don’t need to know much more.” Nick smiled, sure by now that he had convinced Greg to stay.
Greg smiled at Nick, knowing that secretly Nick knew already, he just waited for Greg to nod or give his agreement. That he would stay with Nick.
So Greg looked up, meeting Nick’s eyes again, and then nodded before he smiled at Nick.
“I’m staying with you.”
And that was all Nick needed, everything he wanted to hear and suddenly nothing else seemed important anymore. Nothing but the two of them, Nick and Greg in bed, wrapped up tight in each other, wearing matching grins on their lips.
Nick rolled the two of them so that he was lying on top of Greg now, looking down into his eyes, smiling at him and just being happy that he finally got what he had been searching for.
But there was something else he could see in Greg’s eyes. Not just happiness, but also arousal and just a few moments later he also felt it. The smile on his lips widened and it was a matter of seconds until he bent down, first kissing Greg’s neck and then whispering sweet little nothings into Greg’s ear.
As Nick thrust into Greg, it was already late morning and the sun was shining through the window directly onto the two of them. It was as if the two of them sealed their relationship with this and the vows to be there for each other were Greg whispering Nick’s name when he came and Nick whispering Greg’s.
Being too happy and way too lazy to get up now to have breakfast, they curled up in each other again, finally falling asleep, both of them knowing this was the beginning of what would hopefully last forever. This was the beginning of the rest of their life.
THE END
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