Can't be helped

A/n: It's short I know. *Cowers* Please don't hit me! I have had to move and have no internet access. I am forced to use the local library at this point. I will update again within a week. And I know its a bit of a cliff hanger, but I wanted to give you guys something for being so patient with me. Now then, on with the story...

It was at that this point, that I thought I’d get nervous. It would be perfectly natural, of course. But I found that I wasn’t. I didn’t have time to be. Not when he was letting his hands wander to the waist of my jeans, and dropping light licks and small kisses to my shoulders and collar bone. So distracted I was by all of his attention, I didn’t realize what was happening until I was falling. My back hit the mattress, and he smiled down at me devilishly. “Love seeing you in my bed…” The way he said it made me groan, and I think he liked it, because he crawled over the length of my body. The pleasurable scrape of careful teeth on my chest caused me to hiss and sigh, my hands finding purchase on his back.

I wanted another taste of his fantastic lips, so I tried to pull him down, but he shook his head and dove for my neck. The bastard already knew just how to wind me up. My back bowed as he nibbled on the spot where my neck met my shoulder. We were rocking into each other now, hips languidly thrusting. Or maybe we had been for a while already? It was impossible to tell. Was there ever a time when Nick wasn’t on top of me? When he wasn’t devouring me? I can’t remember. Don’t want to. Because he’s pressing me down into the mattress, and remapping my mouth all over again.

Strong, deft hands were on my jeans again, popping the button open, and then slowly pulling the zipper down. His fingers purposefully brushed over my aching need and I whimpered into his mouth. He pulled away, sitting back on his heels and running his palms over my sides, sliding them lower until they caught my waste band. Before I had the chance to even blink, I was naked, my jeans now somewhere across the room. Apparently, he liked the fact that I hadn’t bothered with boxers today. If that grin was anything to go by, anyway.

And then he was just staring at me, like I was the best birthday gift he’d ever gotten. He hadn’t said anything; just let his eyes wander over me from head to toe ever so slowly. After what felt like forever, I tried to move my legs and cover myself, if only a little. He growled lightly and gently parted my thighs, pressing them back to the bed beneath me. “Don’t do that… You’re beautiful.” I know my face showed my disbelief, but he wasn’t looking, not there anyway. His eyes were making their way up from my left leg then down my right while his hands caressed my thighs. These soft, barely there touches were driving me crazy. But the expression he now wore stopped any protest or comment I might have made.

I know I whimpered again. I couldn’t help it. I didn’t want to just sit here anymore. I wanted him to touch me more, kiss me senseless. “Nicky… Please?” I reached for him, but he shook his head and moved back a bit. I nearly growled in frustration but the sound died on my lips as a white-hot wave of intense pleasure surged through me. My back arched while I moaned and fisted his sheets. When I could see again, I found him on his stomach, head in between my legs. His fucking wonderful tongue peaking out between soft parted lips, gently lapping at the tip of my already dripping length.

I could have died right then. It just wasn’t fair that he could \do this to me with the slightest of touches, the smallest of licks. Fuck, but it just couldn’t get any better then this. And then I was proven wrong not even a second later. Soft, wet heat suddenly engulfed me and I know I moaned his name. May have even screamed it. Big warm hands held my hips down while he worked, driving me insane. I wanted to kiss him, to hold him. But I didn’t want him to stop. Didn’t want that glorious mouth to leave me. Low vibrations from his throat had me keening. “Haaa… Sooo good…. Ah!” His mouth had gotten tight as he hollowed out his cheeks and… oh god… Sucked. And his tongue… Jesus. It curled around me, licking and flicking over every inch of my member. Not even ten minutes since I lost my clothes and I was already so close to the brink.

“Nah! No… Nicky… St-stop. I’m gonna…” And just like that, his mouth was gone. Even though I was the one who’d told him to stop, I still let out a soft whine at the loss. Opening my eyes, when I had closed them I’ll never know, there he was. Handsome face, toned chest, and as I let my eyes continue further south, my mouth watered. He really was fucking beautiful. Naked as the day he was born, and fully erect, I couldn’t help but stare. Now I understood why he’d wanted to take his time to look me over. I could just sit here and look at him for hours, I swear.

“C’mere Nicky. I want to touch you...” This time, when I reached for him, he was there. All soft tan, warm skin and gorgeous smiles and mine. All mine. How the hell had I gotten this lucky? We were kissing again; while I ran my fingers over every inch I could find baring one choice area. Lying on our sides and facing each other while we finally touched from head to toe with out any sort of barrier. He was hot, burning even. I smiled as I thought that it must be in his blood, Texas heat and all. I actually ran a little colder then most, so it was perfect. We just seemed to… fit. Even if it was two men and not a man and a woman, it was perfect.

I never thought that I’d be in this situation. Never for a second thought that the person I’d fall in love with wouldn’t be some cute little blonde with a great rack and killer legs. I didn’t care, though. Nick was so much better then that. His lips were just as soft as any woman’s, and I enjoyed his flat, firm chest very much. He made the cutest little noises when I tweaked his nipples. So fucking sexy. When our hips came together every few seconds, I couldn’t breathe. He swallowed every moan I made with eager lips and tongue, while his hands wandered to my hips, grinding against me harder. I pulled back with a loud groan and stared at him through what I knew to be glazed over, half lidded eyes.

He gave me a gentle peck and cupped my cheek. “How far do you wanna take this, Greg? I need to know what you’re ready for and what you aren’t.” I blinked, surprised. Suddenly he was being so tender. The passion was still there in his eyes, but so was a different kind of warmth that I wasn’t prepared for. It knocked the breath right out of me again. I let my eyes drop as I nibbled my bottom lip. How far did I want to take this? It wasn’t that I was scared. Well, I was a little nervous sure… But I knew Nicky wouldn’t hurt me. That much was obvious.

So, really… It was more a matter of whether or not we should slow things down. Maybe hold off from actual sex for a while. Instantly, I frowned at the thought. Nicky chuckled and nibbled my earlobe before whispering. “So cute when you concentrate.” I sighed and slid a hand into his hair. “I want you. I want this. I don’t want to wait… Is that… I mean, would that be okay?” He arched a surprised brow and nodded quickly. “Whatever you want Greggo. I’ll do anything you ask. I don’t care about anything else… I just want you, and I’ll take whatever you are willing to give me.” My heart nearly burst right then, and to show it, I kissed him frantically. Unable to form any response in that particular moment, I let my lips and hands do it for me.

He seemed to like that, and responded with just as much fervor. Suddenly, we were rolling. Or more specifically, I was being rolled, on top of him. Somehow, I ended up in between his legs, groaning at the accidental friction that we’d created. His back arched as he ground his hips up into mine and panted. My hands were trembling just the slightest bit, again. “I don’t really know what to do…” He smiled up at me lazily. “Yes you do. It’s almost the same as having sex with a girl…” I cut him off. “No its not… T-there’s stuff we need to do, right? Like preparation and… stuff.” His grin widened. “Have you been studying, G?” I blushed but nodded once. “Not much… Just a little.” That was the truth. I knew very little on the subject. But I am smart enough to know that you can’t just try and shove something up there without some sort of prep. He kept his wide grin while spreading his legs a little further, and rolled our hips together. “Mmm… I told you I was waiting for you. What do you think I was doing?”

If it were possible to get any harder at this moment, I would have. As it was I felt a heady throb shoot straight through my groin as I imagined it. “Fuck Nicky… That is so damn hot.” The breathy chuckle he released as I licked a long stripe up the column of his neck was music to my ears. Some type of cool plastic traced along my side, causing me to twitch in surprise. Where he had pulled the bottle of lube from, I would never know. I wasn’t expecting the cool liquid being squeezed onto my almost painfully hard length either, but I certainly had no complaints. He was suckling my neck, now, while his hand played over me, warming the gel while I rocked into the amazing friction. A moment later, his hand disappeared and I growled out in obvious warning, but he only smiled. “I’m ready Greg… and so are you.” I swallowed the lump in my throat and nodded once. I could do this, yeah. I know I can.