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nickngregTitle: True Colors Chapter 2/? Aint No Lovin Like The One I Got
Rating: R for some language
Warnings:none
Summary: First Kiss! :)
Spoilers:none
I'm sorry for the slow updates. I just recently moved to Tennessee from California and I don't have the computer untill Monday, so I only get it a few mins a day at my aunts. After Monday my updates will be much more quicker.
That day, Greg and I walked around for hours. I never let go of his hand, either. Even though I knew he wouldn't, I feared he'd change his mind and run if I let him go. We walked over to Manchester Park around 7:30, just before sunset. The sky was full of brilliant red and orange colors. We leaned ourselves against a large, smooth, grey rock, feeling a chilly breeze brush against our faces. Greg shivered next to me, zipping up his small hoody up to his neck.
"You cold, Love?" I asked, wrapping my arm around his shoulder.
"Mmmmm a bit," he said, nuzzling his head in the crook of my neck. "Much better now."
I smiled. "You smell good, G," I told him, inhaling the unique smell from his soft, spiky hair.
"Yeah, I know." I felt him smirk against my neck. "Your neck's warm." He nuzzled even closer, making it so he was half on my lab. I moved my arms to the small of his back. Greg swiped his tongue across my neck, causing me to shiver. "Mmmm taste good, too."
"Tickles," I said, giggling.
"Did you just giggle, Nick Stokes?" Greg asked, leaning against my arms, a grin on his face.
"I'm ticklish." I blush deeply.
"Oh really?" he smirked, leaning back in, this time nibbling on the sensitive skin of my neck.
"Greg!" I yell, jerking beneath him. "Stop!" I laugh loudly, trying to push him off.
"Why would I do that?" he continued attacking my neck, this time jamming his fingers in my ribs.
"GREG!" I screamed, this time managing to throw him off. I lay on top of him, pinning his arms down with my hands. "Ha ha, gotcha." I smiled.
Greg grinned. "You're on top of me. This I like."
"I'm afraid of crushing you, you're so small."
"Hey! I'm two inches taller than you, Oh Smart One."
"But about thirty pounds lighter."
"You're not crushing me." Greg smiled, shifting under me, pulling his arms free. He grabbed my hands and linked our fingers together. He smiled up at me. He has a beautiful smile, and it always succeeds in leaving my breathless, even to this day. I smiled shyly as I rested my forehead against his. My stomach of a sack of a million butterflies, all trying to get out at once. I had never been that close to someone before. Yeah, there had been girls, but the extent of closeness I felt with Greg overpowered all of them put together. I heard Greg's breathing speed up. This was it, I was going to kiss him. I looked from his eyes to his lip, and back up again.
"Nick..." he began to say, but it was at that moment I tilted my head and gently pushed my lips against his. Greg didn't hesitate at all, and immediately kissed me back, sending bolts of electricity through my body. I gently pushed my tongue against his lips, which opened at once, granting me access. My tongue slipped in his mouth, battling with his. I felt Greg's hands leave mine, wrapping themselves around my neck, pulling me closer. I ran my hands down the sides of his chest before running them back up, cupping his face. I couldn't believe this was happening. He felt so...perfect beneath me, as if he was made just for me. His skin was so soft, the softest I've ever felt. I could feel his abs, although not as prominent as mine but still there, against mine. I ran my tongue across the roof of his mouth, tasting him. He tasted like peppermint and Skittles, mixed with something unique that I knew was just Greg. I was fine until the fact that Greg Sanders was laying under me registered in my brain and I immediately felt myself grow hard in my jeans. I knew we had to stop there. I wanted to take it slow with Greg, and I knew if we continued I probably wouldn't be able to hold back. I pulled out of this kiss.
"Greg..."I said gently. "I'm uh...we need to uhh...uhmm..."
"It's ok, Nicky. I'm hard, too. And if we continue going at the rate we are now, we'll be having sex in a public park and that's not were I wanna loose my virginity and it's not even dark yet anyone could see us. Plus there's a homeless guy staring at us over there."
I looked up. Sure enough there was a man with a basket full of about seven garbage bags staring at us from the picnic table. I smiled back down at Greg, sitting up. "You know...you're pretty open about stuff, huh?"
"So I've been told." He got up, holding out his hand. I grabbed it, pulling myself up. I looked down at my watch. 8:00.
"What time does your mom want you home?" I asked, wrapping an arms around Greg's waist as we began the walk out of the park.
"She's gone this weekend. Visiting a friend."
"You're gonna be home by yourself?"
"Yup. Unless you wanna come over and uhm, hang out? I know my house is small and stuff but it would just be me and you so we could do whatever we want. Listen to music, play Halo but if you want to go home that's fine too."
I smiled at Greg's babbling. "I'd love to come over. I'll just call my mom and tell her."
After telling my mom I was staying over at Greg's, we started on the mile walk to his house. Greg's house was reasonably smaller than mine, a three bedroom compared to my seven. But I'd much rather have Greg's house than mine. His always seemed like a home, unlike mine were I felt I had to impress people to be excepted.
As he unlocked the door and let us in, my stomach growled loudly. Greg laughed. "You hungry? Wanna order a pizza or something?"
"That sounds go-" I started to say, but as I shut the door behind me, Greg was against me, hands on my hips as he nuzzled his forehead on mine. "On second thought..."I started to say, but I never got the rest out as Greg pushed his lips against mine. I smiled in the kiss, wrapping my arms around his waist, pulling him against me. I could tell he was hard, and we both moaned at the friction of our jeans against our cocks. "Greg..." I said, pulling out of the kiss. "I don't want to rush anything...don't wanna rush you."
Greg smiled. "I don't wanna rush you either," he said, as he took my hand pulling me to his room. "Lay with me?" he asked, turning towards me, both our hands linked now. "Just...lay down? You know...hold me?" He ran a hand up my arm.
"Of course." He led me over to his queen sized bed, slipping his clothes off till he remained only his boxers. Shit he's so beautiful, I remember thinking to myself. He slipped under the blankets, pulling the comforter up to his chin.
"Come on Nicky, I'm cold." He grinned. I smiled as I kicked off my shoes, removing my jeans and shirt as well. Greg scooted over as I slipped in after him. Immediately he wrapped his arms around my waist, the warmth of our bodies warming us up. Greg yawned. "Even though we're hungry...lets sleep. And tomorrow...you can teach me about football so I don't embarass myself too much at Warrick's on sunday."
I laughed. "Ok, Love." I nuzzled my forehead against his, gently kissing his nose. "You're beautiful, Greg."
"As are you, Nicky Poo, as are you." He closed his eyes.
"Nicky Poo???" I said, letting go of his waist for a second.
He pulled my arms back around him, resting on my chest. "Go to sleep, Nick."
I smiled at him. "Fine. As long as I get to call you Peanut." I smirked. "And...promise you'll be here in the morning?"
"Sure thing and yes. It is my house, remember? Now shush, go too sleep." He mumbled.
I laughed gently again. "Goodnight G."
"'Night, Nicky."
"Greg?"
Greg sighed. "Yes, Nick?"
"Never mind, another time."
"Go to sleep, Nick. I'll still be here, I promise."
I smiled. "Ok," and closed my eyes, sleeping capturing me quickly, filling my head with dreams of me and Greg, a green house with a picket fence and a very annoying Pomeranian.
Rating: R for some language
Warnings:none
Summary: First Kiss! :)
Spoilers:none
I'm sorry for the slow updates. I just recently moved to Tennessee from California and I don't have the computer untill Monday, so I only get it a few mins a day at my aunts. After Monday my updates will be much more quicker.
That day, Greg and I walked around for hours. I never let go of his hand, either. Even though I knew he wouldn't, I feared he'd change his mind and run if I let him go. We walked over to Manchester Park around 7:30, just before sunset. The sky was full of brilliant red and orange colors. We leaned ourselves against a large, smooth, grey rock, feeling a chilly breeze brush against our faces. Greg shivered next to me, zipping up his small hoody up to his neck.
"You cold, Love?" I asked, wrapping my arm around his shoulder.
"Mmmmm a bit," he said, nuzzling his head in the crook of my neck. "Much better now."
I smiled. "You smell good, G," I told him, inhaling the unique smell from his soft, spiky hair.
"Yeah, I know." I felt him smirk against my neck. "Your neck's warm." He nuzzled even closer, making it so he was half on my lab. I moved my arms to the small of his back. Greg swiped his tongue across my neck, causing me to shiver. "Mmmm taste good, too."
"Tickles," I said, giggling.
"Did you just giggle, Nick Stokes?" Greg asked, leaning against my arms, a grin on his face.
"I'm ticklish." I blush deeply.
"Oh really?" he smirked, leaning back in, this time nibbling on the sensitive skin of my neck.
"Greg!" I yell, jerking beneath him. "Stop!" I laugh loudly, trying to push him off.
"Why would I do that?" he continued attacking my neck, this time jamming his fingers in my ribs.
"GREG!" I screamed, this time managing to throw him off. I lay on top of him, pinning his arms down with my hands. "Ha ha, gotcha." I smiled.
Greg grinned. "You're on top of me. This I like."
"I'm afraid of crushing you, you're so small."
"Hey! I'm two inches taller than you, Oh Smart One."
"But about thirty pounds lighter."
"You're not crushing me." Greg smiled, shifting under me, pulling his arms free. He grabbed my hands and linked our fingers together. He smiled up at me. He has a beautiful smile, and it always succeeds in leaving my breathless, even to this day. I smiled shyly as I rested my forehead against his. My stomach of a sack of a million butterflies, all trying to get out at once. I had never been that close to someone before. Yeah, there had been girls, but the extent of closeness I felt with Greg overpowered all of them put together. I heard Greg's breathing speed up. This was it, I was going to kiss him. I looked from his eyes to his lip, and back up again.
"Nick..." he began to say, but it was at that moment I tilted my head and gently pushed my lips against his. Greg didn't hesitate at all, and immediately kissed me back, sending bolts of electricity through my body. I gently pushed my tongue against his lips, which opened at once, granting me access. My tongue slipped in his mouth, battling with his. I felt Greg's hands leave mine, wrapping themselves around my neck, pulling me closer. I ran my hands down the sides of his chest before running them back up, cupping his face. I couldn't believe this was happening. He felt so...perfect beneath me, as if he was made just for me. His skin was so soft, the softest I've ever felt. I could feel his abs, although not as prominent as mine but still there, against mine. I ran my tongue across the roof of his mouth, tasting him. He tasted like peppermint and Skittles, mixed with something unique that I knew was just Greg. I was fine until the fact that Greg Sanders was laying under me registered in my brain and I immediately felt myself grow hard in my jeans. I knew we had to stop there. I wanted to take it slow with Greg, and I knew if we continued I probably wouldn't be able to hold back. I pulled out of this kiss.
"Greg..."I said gently. "I'm uh...we need to uhh...uhmm..."
"It's ok, Nicky. I'm hard, too. And if we continue going at the rate we are now, we'll be having sex in a public park and that's not were I wanna loose my virginity and it's not even dark yet anyone could see us. Plus there's a homeless guy staring at us over there."
I looked up. Sure enough there was a man with a basket full of about seven garbage bags staring at us from the picnic table. I smiled back down at Greg, sitting up. "You know...you're pretty open about stuff, huh?"
"So I've been told." He got up, holding out his hand. I grabbed it, pulling myself up. I looked down at my watch. 8:00.
"What time does your mom want you home?" I asked, wrapping an arms around Greg's waist as we began the walk out of the park.
"She's gone this weekend. Visiting a friend."
"You're gonna be home by yourself?"
"Yup. Unless you wanna come over and uhm, hang out? I know my house is small and stuff but it would just be me and you so we could do whatever we want. Listen to music, play Halo but if you want to go home that's fine too."
I smiled at Greg's babbling. "I'd love to come over. I'll just call my mom and tell her."
After telling my mom I was staying over at Greg's, we started on the mile walk to his house. Greg's house was reasonably smaller than mine, a three bedroom compared to my seven. But I'd much rather have Greg's house than mine. His always seemed like a home, unlike mine were I felt I had to impress people to be excepted.
As he unlocked the door and let us in, my stomach growled loudly. Greg laughed. "You hungry? Wanna order a pizza or something?"
"That sounds go-" I started to say, but as I shut the door behind me, Greg was against me, hands on my hips as he nuzzled his forehead on mine. "On second thought..."I started to say, but I never got the rest out as Greg pushed his lips against mine. I smiled in the kiss, wrapping my arms around his waist, pulling him against me. I could tell he was hard, and we both moaned at the friction of our jeans against our cocks. "Greg..." I said, pulling out of the kiss. "I don't want to rush anything...don't wanna rush you."
Greg smiled. "I don't wanna rush you either," he said, as he took my hand pulling me to his room. "Lay with me?" he asked, turning towards me, both our hands linked now. "Just...lay down? You know...hold me?" He ran a hand up my arm.
"Of course." He led me over to his queen sized bed, slipping his clothes off till he remained only his boxers. Shit he's so beautiful, I remember thinking to myself. He slipped under the blankets, pulling the comforter up to his chin.
"Come on Nicky, I'm cold." He grinned. I smiled as I kicked off my shoes, removing my jeans and shirt as well. Greg scooted over as I slipped in after him. Immediately he wrapped his arms around my waist, the warmth of our bodies warming us up. Greg yawned. "Even though we're hungry...lets sleep. And tomorrow...you can teach me about football so I don't embarass myself too much at Warrick's on sunday."
I laughed. "Ok, Love." I nuzzled my forehead against his, gently kissing his nose. "You're beautiful, Greg."
"As are you, Nicky Poo, as are you." He closed his eyes.
"Nicky Poo???" I said, letting go of his waist for a second.
He pulled my arms back around him, resting on my chest. "Go to sleep, Nick."
I smiled at him. "Fine. As long as I get to call you Peanut." I smirked. "And...promise you'll be here in the morning?"
"Sure thing and yes. It is my house, remember? Now shush, go too sleep." He mumbled.
I laughed gently again. "Goodnight G."
"'Night, Nicky."
"Greg?"
Greg sighed. "Yes, Nick?"
"Never mind, another time."
"Go to sleep, Nick. I'll still be here, I promise."
I smiled. "Ok," and closed my eyes, sleeping capturing me quickly, filling my head with dreams of me and Greg, a green house with a picket fence and a very annoying Pomeranian.
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so sweet
Date: 2007-07-04 01:30 am (UTC)"It's ok, Nicky. I'm hard, too. And if we continue going at the rate we are now, we'll be having sex in a public park and that's not were I wanna loose my virginity and it's not even dark yet anyone could see us. Plus there's a homeless guy staring at us over there."
That had me cracking up.
Update again soon!
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Date: 2007-07-04 01:45 am (UTC)And from Tennessee to California? I would whistle if I could, for that effect, you know? But do get some rest. I know moving can be insane.
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Date: 2007-07-04 03:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-04 09:59 am (UTC)Can't wait for next update :)
Re: so sweet
Date: 2007-07-04 09:04 pm (UTC)and im glad i mad you laugh! lol
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Date: 2007-07-04 09:05 pm (UTC)lol but Im glad you like it. I love Peanut too!
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Date: 2007-07-04 09:05 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-07-04 11:26 pm (UTC)Tennessee isn't that bad. Depends where you are, but I acutally miss it.