FIC: Wild and Messy
Title: Wild and Messy
Author: Kez
Character(s): David Hodges/Nick Stokes
Rating: NC-17/FRAO
Summary: Nick and David get wild and messy in a sauna.
Authors Notes: Before I went away, curledfries asked me for a PWP, well I didn't really have the time to finish this, so now I have and here it is, better late than never right?
Nick knew that David wasn't big on PDA's which suited him fine mostly, because he wasn't big on them himself, but for weeks now he'd had a fantasy playing through his head that just begged to be fulfilled. David would think it was insane, given the time to think about it, but Nick had decided he wasn't going to give him that time. He was going to make sure the very last thing David would be doing was thinking.
Setting it up would tricky, he had to be very careful with timing, but within a week he'd planned it all. He'd have an hour long window. It was perfect. All he had to do was get David where he wanted him to be. That proved more difficult than he'd thought it would.
First because cases kept them both bogged down for several days and at the end of the day the only thing they wanted to do was sleep. Then because David's nephew, who was sixteen and acted every bit of it came to stay. Still three weeks after Nick had set his plan he was good to go.
The apartment building they'd moved into when they'd gotten a place together had a swimming pool, sauna and gym in the basement, it was a very nice place and it proved reasonably easy to get David down there on a Wednesday afternoon.
He knew it would be empty; he'd checked and double checked, so when he dragged David into the sauna it was with a plan of action in mind that would hopefully leave them both too tired to walk up the two flights of stairs to their apartment. Luckily the elevator was always kept in good condition.
While David closed his eyes and lay face down across one of the benches, Nick checked the door and took of his trunks. It wasn't hard to catch David unawares, he was completely relaxed. Nick started just rubbing his shoulders, nice and slow and easy, making David relax even more until he was little more than a puddle under Nick's hands. Down his back, teasing at the waste band of his shorts until he whispered for David to lift his hips, smiling smugly when David complied. He had David just where he wanted him.
It wasn't hard to continue the massage, over David's ass, not exactly firm but not flabby, it was a perfect fit for Nick's hands and he couldn't resist leaning down to bite on cheek. Down the legs to his toes, lifting the foot to lick at the hollow of the ankle, loving how that made David hiss happily.
"I know what you're doing you know." David said.
"You going to stop me?" Nick asked.
"Not unless the building goes on fire." David replied, lazily turning over.
Nick smiled, eyes darkened with lust. David was never going to be a model for GQ but to Nick he was perfect. Well okay maybe not perfect... he could stand to be a little nicer to people, but still lying before Nick naked and hard, Nick thought perfect was a fairly apt description.
"Well?" David said impatience and amusement in his eyes.
"Just enjoying the view," Nick told him with a smirk, moving up so he was covering David completely before he leaned down to kiss him. Both of them groaned as their bodies stretched against each other. Sweat slicked and needy it really wasn't hard for them to find the rhythm that would drive them both crazy, but before they could go too far, Nick pulled back.
"No... I have plans, really good plans. I want you to fuck me." Nick said. David's eyes grew impossibly darker. Nick rarely swore, it surprised David to realize he found it hot, to have Nick curse now. He couldn't speak so he just nodded.
Nick grinned and moved himself to the floor, kneeling in front of the bench, his back to David a clear invitation. David didn't need to be asked twice. "Where..."
"I'm ready..." Nick cut him off before he could ask.
"But..."
"No need. I want to feel *you*." Nick said. It was a risk, they'd never gone bareback not in the year and a half they'd been together, but Nick wanted it now, needed it now.
David shook with need. Nick was giving him *everything* right there on a platter and he had to take a few deep steadying breaths before he could move. "Nick..." David murmured, kneeling behind him, leaning over him to pepper kisses down his spine.
"Now..." Nick hissed. He had planned for patience but David already knew where this was headed and now Nick just wanted to get there, before he spontaneously combusted.
David paused... Nick wasn't normally so forceful, not that David minded, fuck no, he was just overwhelmed, because hey, Nick Stokes laid out begging for David to take him. David couldn't refuse, hard and fast and it was almost more than David could stand, slamming into the tight heat, hearing Nick's cry, a cross between anguish and delight, David had to stop, hold his breath and think of horrible things, or this was all going to be over.
"Please... please..." Nick begged. And that was doing nothing to help David stave of his orgasm, because how was he suppose to control himself when Nick was begging, tight and hot around him and David was only human, despite rumours to the contrary.
"Hold... on..." David bit out, clenching his teeth together. Nick was writhing beneath him, squeezing around him, droplets of sweat pooling in the small of his back. It was hopeless, David knew he'd never last, not like this, leaning down to bite roughly at the back of Nick's neck, knowing his lover would wear the mark for days, David started to fuck him.
David fucked him with quick, shallow strokes, messy and uncoordinated, but Nick didn't mind, bucking and begging for more. It was good, so good and Nick could *feel* how crazy he was making David.
This is what he wanted, just like this, wild and unfettered.
Neither of them were unhappy with how things normally were in the bedroom, or the couch, or the kitchen table, or the shower, or on one memorable occasion on the spin dryer, but this, this was new and freeing and Nick begged for more and David gave it.
It probably wouldn't have mattered if someone walked in now, neither of them could stop the shuddering, harried, almost feral movements that drew cries of pleasure and need, until who was saying what became a jumble and David's hand reached out and clasped around Nick's hardness, it was far from subtle, or teasing, it matched his hard strokes into Nick's ass, getting longer, deeper, but still hard and fast and Nick clenched tightly around David and spilled over David's hand.
David felt Nick tighten around him, felt Nick come, heart Nick's cry, tasted the saltiness of Nick's skin when he lapped at the base of his neck and he shook, his movements becoming even more uncoordinated, reckless and stuttering until Nick said his name, a harsh panted whisper and David gave a final push, a deep shove that made Nick cry out again, along side David's own relieved sob, a sound torn between pain and pleasure.
Neither of them could move, shuddering, panting, desperate, harsh breathing completely out of control. Nick collapsed downwards, David barely managing to roll aside before joining him on the floor.
"Okay... note to self... that was amazing," Nick said, flushed and still breathing heavily.
"It was rather," David agreed, because, hey, he may have lost several hundred brain cell in the last five minutes but he wasn't *brain dead*.
"We should... move," Nick suggested.
"Yes, because I'm sure my legs will carry me," David said tartly. See mind-blowing sex hadn't killed of his brain, he could still be rude and sarcastic and oh did Nick have to do wonderful things like that with his tongue in David's mouth because that was *not* playing fair.
"I love you," Nick murmured and dear God where did he get away with saying things like that when David was still not fully recovered from the mind-blowing sex and the fuck my mouth kissing that Nick had just given him, how was David suppose to handle things like confessions of love. David was surprised to hear his own voice whisper back, "I love you, too."
David didn't say things like that, he didn't *do* things like that. He liked Nick, hell they were living together, but he never said anything about love, no one ever said anything about love, except, they did, they both just did and this was not the time or place and surely David had only said it because his brain was still scrambled from the really fantastic sex.
But he didn't say this, no, he didn't, dragging himself up and Nick with him, to retrieve their clothes and clean there mess.
David didn't say a word, not until they were safely back in their own apartment away from prying eyes - when Nick smiled at him, a shy, sweet smile that momentarily made David wonder if he'd hallucinated the whole thing on the sauna; because people with smiles like that did not have wild-messy sex in public places; except Nick did and had, with him, right before he'd said he loved him and that was wilder and messier than sex in *any* place, public or not - and David said the only thing he really could. "I really do love you."
Author: Kez
Character(s): David Hodges/Nick Stokes
Rating: NC-17/FRAO
Summary: Nick and David get wild and messy in a sauna.
Authors Notes: Before I went away, curledfries asked me for a PWP, well I didn't really have the time to finish this, so now I have and here it is, better late than never right?
Nick knew that David wasn't big on PDA's which suited him fine mostly, because he wasn't big on them himself, but for weeks now he'd had a fantasy playing through his head that just begged to be fulfilled. David would think it was insane, given the time to think about it, but Nick had decided he wasn't going to give him that time. He was going to make sure the very last thing David would be doing was thinking.
Setting it up would tricky, he had to be very careful with timing, but within a week he'd planned it all. He'd have an hour long window. It was perfect. All he had to do was get David where he wanted him to be. That proved more difficult than he'd thought it would.
First because cases kept them both bogged down for several days and at the end of the day the only thing they wanted to do was sleep. Then because David's nephew, who was sixteen and acted every bit of it came to stay. Still three weeks after Nick had set his plan he was good to go.
The apartment building they'd moved into when they'd gotten a place together had a swimming pool, sauna and gym in the basement, it was a very nice place and it proved reasonably easy to get David down there on a Wednesday afternoon.
He knew it would be empty; he'd checked and double checked, so when he dragged David into the sauna it was with a plan of action in mind that would hopefully leave them both too tired to walk up the two flights of stairs to their apartment. Luckily the elevator was always kept in good condition.
While David closed his eyes and lay face down across one of the benches, Nick checked the door and took of his trunks. It wasn't hard to catch David unawares, he was completely relaxed. Nick started just rubbing his shoulders, nice and slow and easy, making David relax even more until he was little more than a puddle under Nick's hands. Down his back, teasing at the waste band of his shorts until he whispered for David to lift his hips, smiling smugly when David complied. He had David just where he wanted him.
It wasn't hard to continue the massage, over David's ass, not exactly firm but not flabby, it was a perfect fit for Nick's hands and he couldn't resist leaning down to bite on cheek. Down the legs to his toes, lifting the foot to lick at the hollow of the ankle, loving how that made David hiss happily.
"I know what you're doing you know." David said.
"You going to stop me?" Nick asked.
"Not unless the building goes on fire." David replied, lazily turning over.
Nick smiled, eyes darkened with lust. David was never going to be a model for GQ but to Nick he was perfect. Well okay maybe not perfect... he could stand to be a little nicer to people, but still lying before Nick naked and hard, Nick thought perfect was a fairly apt description.
"Well?" David said impatience and amusement in his eyes.
"Just enjoying the view," Nick told him with a smirk, moving up so he was covering David completely before he leaned down to kiss him. Both of them groaned as their bodies stretched against each other. Sweat slicked and needy it really wasn't hard for them to find the rhythm that would drive them both crazy, but before they could go too far, Nick pulled back.
"No... I have plans, really good plans. I want you to fuck me." Nick said. David's eyes grew impossibly darker. Nick rarely swore, it surprised David to realize he found it hot, to have Nick curse now. He couldn't speak so he just nodded.
Nick grinned and moved himself to the floor, kneeling in front of the bench, his back to David a clear invitation. David didn't need to be asked twice. "Where..."
"I'm ready..." Nick cut him off before he could ask.
"But..."
"No need. I want to feel *you*." Nick said. It was a risk, they'd never gone bareback not in the year and a half they'd been together, but Nick wanted it now, needed it now.
David shook with need. Nick was giving him *everything* right there on a platter and he had to take a few deep steadying breaths before he could move. "Nick..." David murmured, kneeling behind him, leaning over him to pepper kisses down his spine.
"Now..." Nick hissed. He had planned for patience but David already knew where this was headed and now Nick just wanted to get there, before he spontaneously combusted.
David paused... Nick wasn't normally so forceful, not that David minded, fuck no, he was just overwhelmed, because hey, Nick Stokes laid out begging for David to take him. David couldn't refuse, hard and fast and it was almost more than David could stand, slamming into the tight heat, hearing Nick's cry, a cross between anguish and delight, David had to stop, hold his breath and think of horrible things, or this was all going to be over.
"Please... please..." Nick begged. And that was doing nothing to help David stave of his orgasm, because how was he suppose to control himself when Nick was begging, tight and hot around him and David was only human, despite rumours to the contrary.
"Hold... on..." David bit out, clenching his teeth together. Nick was writhing beneath him, squeezing around him, droplets of sweat pooling in the small of his back. It was hopeless, David knew he'd never last, not like this, leaning down to bite roughly at the back of Nick's neck, knowing his lover would wear the mark for days, David started to fuck him.
David fucked him with quick, shallow strokes, messy and uncoordinated, but Nick didn't mind, bucking and begging for more. It was good, so good and Nick could *feel* how crazy he was making David.
This is what he wanted, just like this, wild and unfettered.
Neither of them were unhappy with how things normally were in the bedroom, or the couch, or the kitchen table, or the shower, or on one memorable occasion on the spin dryer, but this, this was new and freeing and Nick begged for more and David gave it.
It probably wouldn't have mattered if someone walked in now, neither of them could stop the shuddering, harried, almost feral movements that drew cries of pleasure and need, until who was saying what became a jumble and David's hand reached out and clasped around Nick's hardness, it was far from subtle, or teasing, it matched his hard strokes into Nick's ass, getting longer, deeper, but still hard and fast and Nick clenched tightly around David and spilled over David's hand.
David felt Nick tighten around him, felt Nick come, heart Nick's cry, tasted the saltiness of Nick's skin when he lapped at the base of his neck and he shook, his movements becoming even more uncoordinated, reckless and stuttering until Nick said his name, a harsh panted whisper and David gave a final push, a deep shove that made Nick cry out again, along side David's own relieved sob, a sound torn between pain and pleasure.
Neither of them could move, shuddering, panting, desperate, harsh breathing completely out of control. Nick collapsed downwards, David barely managing to roll aside before joining him on the floor.
"Okay... note to self... that was amazing," Nick said, flushed and still breathing heavily.
"It was rather," David agreed, because, hey, he may have lost several hundred brain cell in the last five minutes but he wasn't *brain dead*.
"We should... move," Nick suggested.
"Yes, because I'm sure my legs will carry me," David said tartly. See mind-blowing sex hadn't killed of his brain, he could still be rude and sarcastic and oh did Nick have to do wonderful things like that with his tongue in David's mouth because that was *not* playing fair.
"I love you," Nick murmured and dear God where did he get away with saying things like that when David was still not fully recovered from the mind-blowing sex and the fuck my mouth kissing that Nick had just given him, how was David suppose to handle things like confessions of love. David was surprised to hear his own voice whisper back, "I love you, too."
David didn't say things like that, he didn't *do* things like that. He liked Nick, hell they were living together, but he never said anything about love, no one ever said anything about love, except, they did, they both just did and this was not the time or place and surely David had only said it because his brain was still scrambled from the really fantastic sex.
But he didn't say this, no, he didn't, dragging himself up and Nick with him, to retrieve their clothes and clean there mess.
David didn't say a word, not until they were safely back in their own apartment away from prying eyes - when Nick smiled at him, a shy, sweet smile that momentarily made David wonder if he'd hallucinated the whole thing on the sauna; because people with smiles like that did not have wild-messy sex in public places; except Nick did and had, with him, right before he'd said he loved him and that was wilder and messier than sex in *any* place, public or not - and David said the only thing he really could. "I really do love you."