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nickngreg“Building On the Promise”
Nick/Greg
Rating: NC-17
Summary: The events following “Ten Mistakes”
Warning: M/M sex
A/N: Thanks to Wojo, for the excellent suggestion
Part Three
True to his word, Nick was sitting beside Greg when he opened his eyes. He was still a little fuzzy so it didn’t immediately click that Nick was dressed to leave.
“Are you going already?” Jeez, Sanders. Way to sound desperate.
“Grissom called me in to cover for swing. I get off early though, so I should be back by ten. I’ll go by my place first and grab some clean clothes.” Nick stroked Greg’s hair back from his face.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to call Sara, man? She loves you like a brother, and she’ll be hurt that you don’t want her here.” Nick knew he was playing dirty, but he really didn’t want to leave Greg alone. He had trouble with simple tasks and wouldn’t eat without prompting.
“I’m sure I don’t need a baby sitter, Nick. Sara won’t be hurt by what she doesn’t know. If you don’t say anything, she never will.” Okay, so Greg wasn’t falling for that. Nick tried a different tack.
“At least promise you’ll call me if you need something. Anything. Or if you just get bored. Okay?”
“I’ll be fine, Nick. I’ll eat. I’ll be good. Really. Stop worrying.” He was looking forward to having some time to himself, and he was sure Nick worried way too much.
“Okay.” Nick didn’t really look convinced, but had run out of options. One more, tender kiss, and Nick was out the door.
Spending his first evening alone was both a treat and torture. The privacy was heavenly but doing anything at all required enormous patience. It was difficult to open food packages, and cooking proved to be more than Greg was ready for.
By the time Nick checked in with him at seven, Greg had burned his fingers and his toast, broken a glass and dropped the juice carton on the floor. The resulting mess had taken the last of his energy reserves to clean up, and he’d retreated to his bed in defeat.
Nick listened to the woeful tale of Greg’s evening, biting his lip to keep the “I told you” in. Greg seemed to hear it anyway, and grew even more depressed.
“It’s dead right now, G. How ‘bout I run by and get some take-out for you?” Nick actually hoped he could get the rest of the night off. He was pretty sure he could, but didn’t want to get Greg’s hopes up just in case.
“Thai Shrimp?” Greg was salivating at the idea. He could practically taste the spicy goodness.
“You got it! Just give me thirty minutes, okay?”
It ended up taking closer to an hour, but Nick was home for the night. He let himself into the apartment, happy to be met by an eager Greg.
“You happy to see me or dinner?”
“Both! Hurry and put it down so I can kiss you!”
“Pushy, G. It’s a whole new vibe for you, I like it!” Nick juggled the bags down onto the counter and gathered Greg against him.
“I missed you.” Anything else Greg might have said was muffled by Nick’s mouth on his. Within seconds the kiss became heated. Both men battled to control the other, tongues twining. Reluctantly, Nick pulled back.
“Food’s getting cold.”
“That’s why God made microwaves, Nick. We can reheat it later.” Greg tried to tug Nick close again. He’d been starving just a few minutes before, now eating was the last thing on his mind.
“It’s really important to me that you eat, Greg. I promise, you eat for me and later, I’ll do anything you want.” Nick waggled his eyebrows at Greg to indicate just what kind of promise that was.
“Anything?” It was almost too much to hope for.
“Yeah, I promise. Just eat first.” Okay, sure, no problem. He’d eat.
It proved to be quite a challenge. It was hard to chew and kiss at the same time, and neither was prepared to stop kissing. Greg ended up on Nick’s lap, legs wrapped around his chair.
“I’m full, Nick. Really. I’ll eat more later, but I’m done for now.” Greg was hard and aching and wanted Nick to follow through on his earlier promise.
“Okay,” Nick whispered against his lips. “Let’s just stick it all in the fridge for later.”
That sounded great to Greg. He scrambled back off Nick’s lap and helped gather the boxes together. As Nick stored them away, Greg couldn’t help ghosting his fingers up under his shirt.
With a gasp, Nick turned into Greg’s loose embrace. “I want you,” he growled. “Want you so bad.”
Greg surged forward into a brutal kiss. “I want you, too.” He tugged Nick toward the bedroom. They left a trail of discarded clothing along the way, pausing to kiss and caress every few steps.
Easing the now stripped Greg down onto the mattress; Nick ran appreciative hands down his flanks. “You’re beautiful,” he breathed. “So, so beautiful.” Stepping back, Nick hurried to remove the last of his own clothes, and lay down on top of Greg.
The first brush of Nick’s hard cock against his own caused Greg to cry out and thrust up to get more friction.
“Please,” he moaned. “Please.”
“Anything, anything baby.” Nick nuzzled the delicate skin behind Greg’s ear. He licked a trail down to his throat, pausing to suck hard there, leaving a purple bruise.
“God, Nick. Don’t tease…Oh, please!” Greg was incoherent with pleasure and desire. He couldn’t articulate what he wanted, only that he wanted more.
Nick seemed to understand. He slowly kissed and caressed his way down Greg’s torso, pausing every once in a while to whisper endearments to him. Greg’s patience was stretched thin by the time Nick finally reached his erection. He looked into Greg’s eyes, licked his lips then ran his tongue around the tip of Greg’s cock.
“Ahh…” Greg helplessly thrust up, trying to gain access to that hot, wet mouth.
Nick laughed. Never losing eye contact, Nick licked around the head once more before swallowing Greg whole. Greg writhed and moaned, thrusting up for more, harder, anything to get off. Nick held him still against the sheets and finally began to suck in earnest.
There was no way Greg was going to last. He couldn’t hold back. It was too hot, too intense. He felt the tightening that signaled his coming orgasm. He tried to warn Nick.
“I’m…I’m…” apparently unable to speak, but again Nick understood. He swallowed around Greg’s length one last time as Greg tensed and came, calling Nick’s name.
Waiting for Greg to rejoin the living, Nick worked his way back up his body to claim another kiss. He opened his mouth against Greg’s, letting the other man taste himself on his tongue. Greg’s eyes were glazed with lust.
“Where do you keep the lube?” Greg made a feeble gesture toward the nightstand. Nick retrieved it and a condom. He pressed against Greg’s side, helping him turn onto his side. Greg drew his right leg towards his chest, giving Nick access to his most private spot.
Circling the tightly closed orifice with slick fingers, Nick murmured into Greg’s hair, “I love you.” He felt a moment of panic when Greg didn’t respond. Gathering his courage, he more audibly repeated, “I love you Greg. I love you.”
Greg’s hands rose to the arm circling his chest. He grasped on as best he could, pressing back against Nick with a contented sigh.
“I love you too, Nick. So much.” Nick could breath again. He kissed Greg’s neck, shoulders, back…all he could reach as he gently pressed his finger into Greg.
“More!” Greg pressed hard onto Nick’s hand. Nick happily complied. First two, stretching carefully, finally three fingers thrusting in and out. Greg was flushed, pressing back for more, hard again.
“Now, Nick. Now. I’m ready!” Ready and more than a little desperate.
Nick rolled the condom on with slick fingers. He lined up against Greg and carefully pressed in. So hot, so tight. He struggled for control. He didn’t want to risk hurting Greg. He wanted it to be so good.
Greg rocked back, pressing Nick deeper. “It’s okay, Nicky. It’s good.”
It was all the encouragement Nick needed. Reaching his still-slick hand around to grasp Greg’s length, he began to thrust as deeply as he could. He pulled out almost completely before diving in once more. He pumped Greg’s cock in time with his thrusts, faster and faster until he came with shout. He felt Greg let go for the second time just a second later, clamping down on Nick like a vise.
They lay together, gasping for air, sweat soaked, happier than either had ever been. No words were needed. Nick snuggled close, letting sleep carry him away. Greg waited for the gentle snores to start before he let himself relax enough for sleep. Contentment was like a bubble that was rising out of him, making him want to laugh out loud. They’d been building on the promise of something good for a while now. And good it was.
Greg felt his eyes closing. One last look at Nick, snoring peacefully against him. This was his future, all he needed. What ever came now, they would face together. It was perfect, Greg thought. Life was here, with this man, was perfect.
A promise fulfilled.
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Date: 2007-02-19 06:23 pm (UTC)Yes, I love your writing, keep up the good work!
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Date: 2007-02-19 06:37 pm (UTC)I'm glad you enjoyed it, tho. I will probably have more, as I have no real life until Peter is home.
WOW!!!
Date: 2007-02-19 10:22 pm (UTC)Re: WOW!!!
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Date: 2007-02-19 08:27 pm (UTC)Fans
Yea and the crowd goes wild....
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Date: 2007-02-19 09:58 pm (UTC)You may just about have died writing it, but that was sooooo good, well worth the near death experience :p
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Date: 2007-02-20 02:01 pm (UTC)Thanks for reading all the way to the end!
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Date: 2007-02-21 01:32 am (UTC)Thanks again, and I hope you keep reading.
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Date: 2007-02-21 01:42 am (UTC)