The "Massage" Continues
May. 3rd, 2005 12:03 amTitle: The Back Massage
Author: Quettaser
Pairing: Nick/Greg (der)
Rating: NC-17 (that's right, we're getting to the good stuff)
Disclaimer: No spoilers
Summary: A patented back massage leads Nick to say what's really on his mind.
Part: 2/3 (that's right, it ain't over yet)
“Of course I’ll fuck you.”
Greg began his assault on Nick’s body, kissing a sweltering line down Nick’s neck to his collarbone. Greg didn’t think he’d ever been so hard in his life. He was going to get to fuck Nick Stokes, no, not just fuck Nick Stokes, he was going to pop his cherry. Nick Stokes, “ladies man”, Nick Stokes, sexy ass cowboy with a sexy ass, Nick Stokes, his lover, Nick Stokes, his love…and just Nick, his.
Love. Now there was a word that could cause problems. Said at the wrong time, brought up the wrong way and it could kill a relationship. Greg had had that happen to him enough times. But the fact that Nick trusted him enough to get closer than anyone had ever been before, made Greg believe that Nick was damn serious about this relationship. Just as long as he doesn’t fuck it up with the wrong words, Greg thought to himself.
But Greg didn’t want to think about problems that didn’t exist yet. He wanted to keep kissing Nick, keep sucking, nipping, licking, biting, exploring every inch of him. And even though he’d made this journey many times, this one would end differently. He wanted to catalogue each moment, to remember the way Nick’s stomach muscles jump every time Greg’s lips touch sensitive skin, the quiet whimpers Nick makes when Greg sucks his skin hard enough to leave a mark, but mostly the way Nick’s hands tremble just a little, which makes Greg think that Nick’s thinking about what’s going to happen when Greg gets further down his body.
Greg stopped his assault for a moment so that he could take in the sight of Nick beneath him, lightly panting, skin flushed and eyes closed in satisfaction. He couldn’t get over the fact that Nick was willing to do this, that he was willing to let Greg take control, that he could do anything to that body pulsing beneath him and Nick would let him.
Nick opened his eyes. Greg had always loved the way Nick stared into his eyes. There was something fearless about it, something shameless and intense, nothing like Nick’s natural aww-shucks modesty. Greg smiled his best shit-eating grin, the one he knew Nick loved and moved down Nick’s body until his head was level with Nick’s cock, all the time keeping his eyes locked with Nick’s.
Greg blew softly on the head, loving the way Nick’s hips bucked just a little bit. He continued to torture Nick with his breath, never actually touching the sensitive organ and all the while, staring into Nick’s eyes. “Greg…” Nick’s hands grasped at his own skin, the way he did when Greg was being a tease, or like that one time when Nick actually let Greg watch him masturbate. Mmm, that was a very good memory…but Greg didn’t need memories, not when Nick was hot and waiting beneath him, ready to open himself up.
Greg finally gave in and enveloped Nick’s cock in his mouth. And he decided that teasing time was over. Greg wanted Nick to be on fire and he knew that when he finally got inside of that gorgeous ass, he wasn’t going to be able to hold on for long. So Greg began sucking Nick’s cock like a madman, like he was dying of thirst and Nick was made of water. He used every trick he’d ever learned, hit every spot that made Nick buck and moan and thrash, and brought him just to the edge of orgasm, before pulling away.
Nick groaned in disappointment, but Greg was okay with that, because he was sucking on two fingers, getting them nice and wet. Greg guided Nick’s legs, bending the knees and pulling them apart so that Greg could have easy access, and he thought that he had never seen anything so sexy in his entire life, although, he kept thinking that every half a minute tonight, and he didn’t think it would be the last time he thought it either.
Greg’s eyes once again found Nick’s as Greg placed light kisses on Nick’s inner thighs while his fingers sought out the tender skin behind Nick’s balls. And Nick’s eyes were so clouded with lust and love that Greg thinks he might come if he doesn’t look away soon, but he can’t break that contact, because now he’s got one finger inside Nick and Nick is moaning and Greg wants to remember this moment until the day he dies.
Greg started slowly, but Nick was eager and it wasn’t long before Greg had three fingers pumping away in Nick’s ass. Nick’s breath was short, and he was continuously muttering in a throaty whisper. Greg couldn’t make out the words so he moved his way back up Nick’s body, hoping to hear the smutty talk Nick used only when he was really unself-conscious, when his brain had turned off and he had surrendered to pleasure. But as soon as Greg got close to Nick’s mouth, Nick captured his lips in a searing kiss.
It reminded Greg that he wasn’t ever totally in control of Nick, he would have to tie him down for that to happen. Although if Nick would let Greg fuck him, Greg was pretty confident that he could persuade Nick into some light bondage, and even if he couldn’t, this definitely wouldn’t be the last time this happened. And thoughts of Nick and bondage weren’t helping Greg’s self-control, but neither were the noises Nick was making and the thrust of his hips up into Greg’s.
Greg had wanted this to last just a little longer but what Greg really needed right this moment was a condom and some lube. Still kissing and still fingering, Greg reached with his free hand over to the beside table, but finding only a condom. His hand desperately searched the table, but he still came up empty.
“Shit,” he said, breaking his lips away from Nick’s. “Where the hell did we put the lube yesterday?” Nick tried to answer, but Greg’s fingers were still inside of him and all he could muster was a head shake. Greg, desperate to get back to Nick, scrambled off of the bed and began searching desperately on the floor for the missing bottle of lube.
Nick, tongue freed for the moment, chuckled softly. “Where’s the fire, G? I’m not going anywhere.” Greg popped out from under the bed, clutching the renegade bottle of lube.
“I just need to be inside of you right now,” said Greg, getting back onto the bed, and nestling once again between Nick’s legs. He quickly put on the condom, throwing the wrapper to the floor behind him, but slowed when he lubed Nick up, making sure he did a thorough job. He wanted to make sure that Nick enjoyed himself, because Greg knew he would be.
Greg moved his cock so it was pressing lightly against Nick’s ass, and once again found Nick’s eyes. “Are you sure?” Greg felt Nick try to push himself against Greg’s cock, and Greg was positive that Nick would gladly do this again, back massage or not.
“Oh, god, Greg, just put it in me,” was Nick’s throaty reply. Greg pushed in slowly, fighting every urge to ram Nick deeply, god, he wanted to be so deep that he couldn’t get back out again…Greg was slowly losing himself to the sweet heat that surrounded him. He can’t let that happen, he told himself. He had to pay attention to Nick’s needs, this had to be about Nick…but the deeper he went, the harder it became for Greg to keep his eyes open, to even hold himself up, he couldn’t remember it ever feeling this good.
When Greg had finally eased himself all the way inside, he found the willpower and strength to open his eyes once more. He saw Nick’s eyes closed tight, and that he was murmuring again. Greg wanted desperately to lean down and hear those words, whatever Nick was saying, but if he moved at all, he wouldn’t be able to control himself. But then, Nick’s hips were moving, just a little bit, pulling Greg a little bit deeper.
Greg couldn’t hold back his moans, and of all the noise they’d been making, Greg was positive the neighbors had heard that one. Nick was still murmuring, a little louder now, and Greg could definitely hear him say ‘please.’
“Are you ready?” Greg asked, his voice so forced because words were becoming very difficult, and if he stayed still for another minute he was going to pass out. Nick opened his eyes and stared at Greg in the way that only Nick can, and seemed to tell him without words that Nick was enjoying every second of this and that he trusted Greg not to hurt him, but he wasn’t ever going to tell him to stop. And then, letting his litany come to a halt, Nick went and said the sexiest thing Greg’s ever heard.
“Just fuck me like a man.”
A/N: I realize I'm torturing you all by not finished it here, but that just means you get more tomorrow ;)
Part One
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Date: 2005-05-03 04:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-05-03 04:46 am (UTC)~Nikka from Talk CSI
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Date: 2005-05-03 04:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-05-03 06:26 am (UTC)There'll be more tomorrow???
I'll cling to that :)
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Date: 2005-05-03 07:33 am (UTC)i'll wait. this's a torture, you know?
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Date: 2005-05-03 11:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-05-03 12:23 pm (UTC)And Nick and Greg my fav:)
And now I need a cold shower...
Well I'm off to friend you cause you're way too clever not to be my friend:D
Zo'e
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Date: 2005-05-03 12:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-05-03 01:36 pm (UTC)That was so hot... I love the idea of Greg taking control.
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Date: 2005-05-03 10:56 pm (UTC)love. hot. sexy. bad to read during school. soo hawt