"Incognito"
Incognito
Rating: R
Fandom: Snowfronsky aka Zac Efron, Nikki Blonsky, Brittany Snow. It's a dirty threesome, so be warned :P Oh, and it's an AU fic :)
Author's Note: Congratulations everyone on the 50th Nikki and Zac thread on Nikki's board!!! This fic is dedicated particularly to Kay, my fellow Snoblo-lovah, and to Jess, the inventor of Snowfronsky! lol
“Do you mind if I sit here?” She jerked her blonde head towards the empty seat as she pulled her bag off her shoulder. Not waiting for a response, she sat down beside him and dropped her bag to the floor. Her Louis Vuitton carry-on was already on the floor a few feet away.
“Sure, go ahead,” he said, too late. She had already plunked herself down between the two of them. It didn’t matter. She hadn’t heard him anyway, with the music blasting from her iPod. She reached down and pulled opened the Ballenciaga bag, digging through it, looking for something.
He turned back to his right and continued talking to the curvy brunette two seats over. “So, you said something about your dog?” He was flustered, and stammered out the words, having been surprised by the sudden interruption of this other woman now in the seat between them, who was bent down rifling through her large purse.
“Um, yeah, his name’s Rocky. He’s a pug. I was going to bring him on this trip, but-“
“Dammit!” Sitting up, an aggravated expression on her face, the woman in the middle sat back in her chair, crossing her arms.
“But he-“ the brunette tried to continue, looking around the other woman, trying to make eye contact with him again.
“She’s so fired when I get home! You just can’t find competent people anymore!” She ducked her head back down and rifled through the bag again.
Zac and Nikki looked back at each other, sharing an “I have no idea what she’s talking about” look. Zac said, “I have a dog, too. He lives with my par-“
“I mean, I told her to put my diamond-studded, platinum Harry Winston-exclusive Zippo lighter in my bag, and it’s not in here,” she sputtered, sitting up again. “How am I supposed to have a satisfying cigarette with a piece of plastic shit from the airport?” She looked from Zac to Nikki to Zac again, with a look of such indignation. Neither of them knew what to do, except utter pitiful sounds of sympathy.
“It’s 3 am, I’m in fucking Topeka, Kansas, with a dead phone and an even deader assistant back home. I need a smoke.” She rose, grabbing her purse, and took a few steps towards the airport gift shop, cheap plastic lighter in sight. “Watch my bag,” she stopped and pointed towards the carry-on luggage on the floor. “Don’t even think of stealing it! I’ll be right back, save my seat.”
Both Zac and Nikki sat, silently, staring at the young woman walking across the shiny airport floor, head to stilletoed-heel in designer fashion. They sat there for a moment, collecting their thoughts, trying to remember who they were and what they were saying, after the tornado of a woman had passed their way.
“Wow. She’s really something, huh?”
“Yeah! I’ve never met anyone like that before!”
“I’ve met a few. I live in LA now, so they’re all over, but she’s a real prize.”
“Well, we don’t have anyone like that in Long Island, that’s for sure. Manhattan, yes, but not where I’m from!” She laughed, and he joined her.
“I love New York. Actually, I even have one of those t-shirts with the big red heart on it. I got it when I went to New York recently to visit a friend.” He smirked at her, then smiled widely when she blushed a little. “Long Island is a pretty great place. Wonderful people…” She looked at him curiously, before straightening her face again.
Clearing his throat, he added, “Have you ever been to California?”
“Nope. But I’d love to go one day! My dream is to be a singer and actress, and I’d just love to go to Hollywood one day!”
“I think you’re made for the screen! What’s your name? Maybe I’ll put you in a film one day!”
“Oh! Do you make movies?”
“Yeah. Well, not really. Not yet. I go to USC for film, so I’ve made a few short pieces, but I’ve got a ton of ideas! How about you?”
“Me? I go to college in New York. I’ve been studying musical theatre and acting, and I take singing lessons. I’d just love to be on Broadway one day, but being in a movie would be amazing!”
“I sing a little, too. Maybe I’ll make it to Broadway one day,” he laughed.
“Ooh, we could do a play together!”
“That’d be awesome! Maybe something like… Hairspray? You’d be a perfect Tracy!”
“Gee, thanks! That would be a dream come true! And you’d be a perfect Link! You just need to dye your hair black.” She reached out her arm and swept her fingers along the fringe of his hair, pushing it slightly off his forehead. He didn’t flinch when she touched him so intimately. It was as though he had known her touch, wanted her touch, all his life.
“What a beautiful face,” she whispered, staring into his eyes.
“Yes, it is,” he whispered, almost inaudibly, staring back into her eyes. “You’re so beautiful.”
She blushed slightly, biting her lip and pulling her hand away. She placed her hands together in her lap and breathed in deeply. Closing her eyes, she remembered who she was and who he was and why she was there.
“I’m Nikki, by the way,” she giggled. “I didn’t answer you before.”
“Oh!” he laughed. “Nikki? It’s nice to meet you!” He held out his hand to shake hers formally. “Nice grip,” he said, impressively, followed by a laugh. “I’m Zac.”
“Nice to meet you, Zac!”
“Uh-oh! She’s baaaaack!” they both said simultaneously, laughing.
“Jinx!” Zac shouted.
Nikki giggled, winking at him, as the blonde sat down again. She pulled the earbuds out of her ears and tossed the ipod into her purse, sitting back against her seat.
Nikki and Zac looked around them, at the sea of empty seats. Zac leaned forward and mouthed to Nikki, “Why us?” and she laughed silently, shaking her head.
“Well, that’s better! I feel human again,” she sighed in relief.
“Good smoke?” he asked, looking at Nikki as if this woman being human was impossible.
She ignored him, and turned to Nikki, saying, “I’m Brittany. What’s your name?”
Nikki bit her lips, stifling a laugh, but saying nothing. She just shrugged her shoulders and looked at Zac.
Brittany turned to Zac and asked, “What’s with her? She made a ”crazy” gesture with her finger, then pointed back at Nikki.
“No!” he burst out laughing. “We were talking, and I jinxed her. She can’t say anything until I say her name… 10 times!”
“Ohhh,” Brittany answered. Turning back to Nikki, she said, “Sooo, you like to take direction, do you? I could tell you what to do,” she added, licking her bottom lip.
Both Zac and Nikki’s mouths dropped and their eyes opened wide.
“You two don’t know each other, do you?”
“No, we just met tonight, waiting for this flight.”
“Well, if you want, I could help you get to know each other better.”
Grateful of the jinx, so she didn’t have to say anything, Nikki looked at Zac. He was looking back at her, with a questioning expression.
“Well? Do you want to? I certainly do not intend on spending the rest of the night in this airport, alone. My assistant booked me into a hotel near by. It’s probably a dreadful room, knowing what an imbecile she is, but it should be big enough to share for a few hours. If you’re… up for it,” she said, looking down from Zac’s face to his crotch.
“Now? he asked.
“No, Einstein. Next year.” She turned to Nikki and said, “Can you believe this guy? What, has he never been picked up before?” She looked at Nikki expectantly, who could only shrug her shoulders and hold up her hands lamely.
“Look, you’ve got a nice body under that ugly plaid shirt, good bone structure in your face. I like the stubble. The hair, it could use some work, but all in all, you’re not hard to look at. You seem clean enough, at least, you smell good.” Turning to Nikki, she said, “You’re too cute for words. Rosy cheeks get me every time.” “She reached out and gently ran her thumb along the other girl’s flushed cheek. “I like when girls are shorter than me. And frankly, I’ve just got to see those tits up close.”
Nikki’s hand flew up to her mouth, as Zac burst out laughing again.
“You know, Brittany, is it? I completely agree with you. Especially that last part!”
Brittany bent down to her purse again, digging around, pulling out a card. “Holiday Inn Airport Hotel, room 323, booked under…” she paused. “Oh god! Angel White? Sounds like a brand of toilet paper! That girl is so fired when I get back!”
“I think you already said that,” Zac said.
“Lucky Kay!” Nikki mouthed to Zac, who winked back at her.
Brittany stood and slung her bag over her shoulder, walking past her carry-on bag on the floor. She stopped a few steps past it and turned back her head towards Zac, saying, “Get the bag, will you, … whatever your name is.”
“Yes ma’am,” he answered. “What’s-his-name is at your service,” he stated, with a salute, before pulling his backpack on. He pulled his Dodgers baseball cap lower on his forehead and squeezed Nikki’s hand for a few seconds before bending down and picking up the Louis Vuitton.
“Well, what do you say?” he asked Nikki, standing close beside her leg.
“I… I don’t know…” He knelt down, taking her hands in his, and whispered, “It could be the start of an awfully big adventure.”
She laughed, and took in a deep breath before nodding her head.
“Yeahhhhh!” He picked up her light duffel bag and carried it for her, along with Brittany’s carry-on. He held her hand for a few seconds before gently letting it fall, allowing her to walk ahead of him, following Brittany.
The three of them walked through the airport, quite a distance between each of them, no one taking notice of them amongst the few other people here and there.
The cab ride was virtually silent. The anticipation of what was about to happen was thick in the air. Nikki sat in the middle, feeling the warmth of both Zac and Brittany’s thighs against her own. She felt Zac’s fingers dance along the small of her back, tickling her, tucking below the waistband of her jeans. And she felt Brittany’s stockinged foot tap hers, knock her ballet flat off, and swirl her toes around Nikki’s. The cabby thought there was something familiar about his passengers, but just couldn’t place them. As Zac paid the fair and they emerged from the cab, he forgot all about them with his next pick-up.
Zac and Nikki waited in one corner of the lobby as Brittany went up to the desk. She checked herself in as Angel White, taking the key card and headed towards the elevator. She used her head to gesture for the other two to follow her, and they did. All of them felt their hearts beat faster in the ride to the third floor.
“Room 323. This is it.” Brittany said.
“Ready?” Zac whispered against Nikki’s hair as Brittany opened the door. She just bit her lip then smiled up at him.
“So, what is your name. You never did say.” Brittany asked. She turned on the lamp beside the bed, which allowed a soft light to sweep over the room.
Nikki smirked coyly, then looked at Zac. “Her name is Nikki,” he answered.
“That’s one.” Brittany said, putting up one finger as she walked closer to Nikki. “Just nine more times, right sweetheart?”
Nikki nodded.
“You don’t seem like the quiet type to me, Nikki. You seem like the type who makes a lot of noise. Am I right? Do you like to make a lot of noise? Do you like to scream?”
Nikki nodded again, more vigorously, her breath coming faster. Brittany was behind her, running her hands up and down Nikki’s sides, her face close to Nikki’s face.
“And what about you?” she looked up at Zac. “You seem like the type that likes to make a girl scream.”
Now it was Zac’s turn to be taken by surprise. He only nodded, as he fell into the arm chair across the room.
“Oh, you’re more of an observer, are you?” She reached around in front of Nikki and slid the zipper of her jacket down, pulling it off her shoulders. Tossing it across the room, Zac grabbed it as it neared him. “It’s fun to have an audience, but we want you to play, too. Don’t we, Nikki?”
Nikki nodded again, her eyes staring across the room, locked with Zac’s. Zac watched as Brittany slipped her hands beneath the shoulders of Nikki’s wide-necked blue sweater. She gripped Nikki’s shoulders, massaging her soft, warm skin. Nikki let her neck stretch, and Brittany took advantage of that to lick along one side of her neck. Nikki took in a deep breath, her eyes closing, as Brittany’s tongue swirled along her throat. Brittany looked up at Zac as she kissed Nikki’s throat and said, “Who’s the tastiest girl in the world?”
“Nikki,” Zac breathed, watching them intently.
“That’s two,” she smiled, slyly. Now, I said I would help you two get to know each other better, didn’t I?” She reached down and grasped the bottom of Nikki’s sweater and pulled it up over her head. Nikki stood in front of her now, in her dark jeans and red lace bra. The bra had a plunging bust line and her cleavage spilled out of it.
Brittany reached around and pushed Nikki’s breasts together from the sides, enhancing the cleavage, her pinkie fingers circling over Nikki’s nipples. She pulled off her own electric blue leather jacket and tossed it on the floor. Her long black sleeveless shirt had a sheen to it that caught the light shining from the lamp.
Zac’s eyes were fixed on the girls across from him, on Nikki’s curvy body and Brittany’s hands that were again running up and down all over it. Brittany’s tongue darting out and licking between Nikki’s breasts, over them, her hands cupping and squeezing them. Zac pulled the cap off his head and ran his fingers through his hair, then gripped the back of his neck as he watched.
“Let’s get to know Nikki a little better, shall we, Zac?” she said, as she took the button of Nikki’s jeans in her fingers. Still standing behind Nikki, she looked across to Zac and smiled as he nodded vigorously. She slipped the button through the hole, and slid the zipper down. Zac’s eyes were focused on the red lace of Nikki’s boy-cut panties as Brittany pushed the jeans down her legs.
Nikki kicked off her flats and stepped out of the jeans, then pushed them aside with her foot. She turned in Brittany’s arms and reached up to take the other girl’s head in her hands. She kissed Brittany hard on the mouth, taking her breath away. Brittany’s hands were cupping her ass, holding her up to her. “Mmm, you do know how to play,” Brittany whispered.
Across the room, Zac pulled his jacket off and dropped it to the floor. The hand that had been on the back of his neck was now sliding across his stomach. It stopped at the button of his jeans. He mimicked Brittany’s actions of a moment earlier, and undid his own button and fly. He slipped his hand into his boxers and took his dick. Sliding his hand up and down, he licked his lips and continued watching the girls.
Nikki broke the kiss, Brittany’s red lipstick on her own lips. She turned back around towards Zac when she saw the amusement on Brittany’s face as she looked across the room.
“I think you already know yourself pretty well, Zac.” Her hands were on Nikki’s stomach. “It’s time Nikki gets a chance to know you better.”
Zac stopped moving, and just sat there holding himself. He pulled his hand out of his pants as Brittany nudged Nikki towards him.
Standing in front of Zac, her right arm linked around Nikki’s left, Brittany said, “Far too much clothing on, Zachary. May I call you Zachary?” He nodded. “Good. I would have anyway. I always get what I want.”
“Zachary, who would you like to help you take some of these clothes off?”
“Nikki,” he answered, his eyes still focused on her.
“I thought so,” Brittany smiled. “That’s three.”
Brittany reached out one hand and Nikki copied her. They both took one of Zac’s hands and pulled him up to his feet.
“Nikki dear, I think this plaid shirt definitely needs to go. See what you can do about it.”
Nikki gripped both sides of the collar and pulled. The top two snaps of his shirt broke apart and his chest was exposed. She looked to Brittany for approval. She tugged once more and the rest of the snaps came apart. Running her hands over his chest and abs, she leaned in close and breathed deeply. She loved how he smelled, a blend of cologne, nerves, and a familiarity that made her weak. She pushed his shirt over his shoulders and down his arms, letting it fall to the floor with his jacket. His arms were around her, and they stood, skin to skin, their lips so close to touching, just breathing.
“Kiss her! What are you waiting for?”
He lightly brushed his lips against hers. Jutting his tongue out, he ran it along her lower lip. She opened her mouth to him as Brittany watched. She broke the kiss to catch her breath, a hint of Brittany’s red lipstick now on his lips. It had been too long since she had been kissed like that, just like that, the way Zac kissed her.
“Now, those pants are going to be in the way, don’t you think?” Brittany asked, as she trailed a fingertip down Nikki’s bare lower back. Her hand cupped Nikki’s ass and she kissed her on the shoulder. “Why don’t we see what we have there.”
Nikki nodded, then gripped the waist of Zac’s jeans and pushed them down his legs. Zac kicked off his Vans and stepped his bare feet out of the jeans, just as Nikki had done a few minutes earlier. Both girls could see that he was ready for more.
Zac pulled Nikki close to him, pressing himself up against her, and she felt how hard he was already. He took her hand and entwined his fingers with hers, his other hand on her ass, running up under the lace. He bent down and licked along her throat, where Brittany had, and sucked lightly. “I don’t want to make a mark, Nikki. What would your mother say?”
Nikki opened her mouth, but Zac placed a finger over his lips. “Uh-uh. That’s only four.”
“I think this is getting in the way of knowing Nikki better,” Brittany said, lifting a strap of her bra with her finger. “What do you say we get rid of it?” she asked Zac.
He immediately nodded, then said, “I definitely think it would help us get to know Nikki better.
“That’s five.” Brittany said, as she stood behind Nikki. She took Zac’s hands and placed them on the hook of Nikki’s bra. He undid the hook and slowly pulled the bra straps down her shoulders. Nikki heart was beating fast, her breath coming quickly, her chest rising up and down. Brittany kissed Nikki’s back where the strap had been, down her back to the waistband of her panties. She stood up and moved behind Zac. She pressed herself up against him, the silk of her top against his bare skin. She put her hands on his hands and together they pulled the straps of nikki’s bra down her arms. Her breasts bounced a little as the bra was pulled away, and they both gasped.
“Who has the most luscious tits,” Brittany moaned into Zac’s ear.
“Nikki.”
“Mmm she does!... That’s six.”
They continued the game until both Zac and Nikki were naked, and she was straddling him on the bed. The gold bedspread had been pulled off and was on the floor, the white sheets pulled back. Zac was leaned back against Brittany, who sat up against the cherrywood headboard of the bed. She was still dressed in her long, black, silk tank top and dark skinny jeans. The silver stilettos were still on her feet. Brittany held Nikki’s hands as she rode up and down on Zac, panting and clenching her teeth to not say anything.
“Oh fuck Nikki, oh god FUCK ME!”
“Nine, Brittany moaned, feeling hot and neglected beneath her clothes.
Zac’s breath was coming as fast as his orgasm. One hand was on Nikki’s breast, the other on her clit.
“I’m coming! I’M COMING!!!” he moaned. Nikki’s body was shaking in her orgasm, her mouth shut tight, unable to fully have her release. “I’m coming, NIKKI!!!”
“YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!”
He kissed her hard to stifle her scream, sitting up and holding her close, his fingers pressing hard into her back, pushing the hair off her glistening forehead.
A few minutes later, Nikki had caught her breath and said, “That was so hard!”
Brittany reached over and stroked Zac’s dick, saying, “It was, but I think he’ll need a few minutes before he goes again,” laughing. “You are definitely a screamer, Nikki!”
Brittany stood up from the bed and walked to the window. She pulled back the heavy sage-green drape a bit, spotting the giant water slide in front of their hotel in the dim light of the sunrise. She shook her head again, at the hotel Kay had booked her into. She turned back around to see Nikki and Zac sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at her.
“I think she is wearing far too much clothing, Nikki. What do you think?”
“I absolutely agree. I think we should relieve her of some of that right now.” They stood up and walked over to Brittany, who had let the drape slip from her fingers.
Zac stood behind Brittany and pulled up her top while Nikki pulled her feet out of the silver stilettos. Nikki undid the button and fly of her jeans and they both pulled them down her legs, helping her step out of them. The continued undressing her, removing her black lace bra and thong, then Zac picked her up and carried her over to the bed. He tossed her onto the bed, then jumped onto the bed beside her. Nikki crawled over onto her other side, and they both began to kiss her from head to toe.
Brittany began to say something, when Nikki spoke. “You’ve had a lot to say tonight. I think it’s your turn to keep quiet, Miss Hollywood. For now.” Zac growled as he pulled Nikki into a kiss, then they returned their attention to Brittany’s body.
*~*~*~*~*
“What time is it?” Brittany asked, as she pulled on a pink sweater.
“Quarter to nine,” Zac answered, looking at the digital clock on the bedside table. “That was quite a night, wasn’t it?” he said, pulling Nikki closer into his arms. She was snuggled beneath the covers, her arms wrapped tight around him. Nikki nodded, then yawned sleepily. Zac ran his fingers through her wet hair, twisting one of her curls around his finger.
“OK, I think I’ve got all my stuff in my bag. I’ll just have to let my hair dry in the cab. It’s Kansas, there shouldn’t be paparazzi at the airport, right?”
“Nah, you should be good,” Zac answered. “And if anyone sees you, just say you’re in Kansas visiting an old friend or something.”
“Or run away from them. That’s what you always do!” Nikki laughed.
“Hey! I’ve only run two or three times-“
“Or maybe four or five-“ Brittany continued.
“Or ten or twenty!” Nikki teased.
“Whatever! I’ve got my Dodgers cap with me. No worries.”
“Yeah, why no beanie?”
“Because everyone knows I wear a beanie. When I really want to be unnoticed, I wear my cap. It works every time!”
“Like magic?”
“Yeah, like magic,” he answered, sticking his tongue out at Nikki.
“Ohhh Zefron tongue! It gets me every time!” she teased. He stuck his tongue out again, and she licked his tongue with her own. He tickled her under the chin, then rolled on top of her and nuzzled his face into her neck.
“If you two are done being sickeningly adorable, I’m going to check out this complimentary breakfast before it closes, if there aren’t any crazies around. I’ll be right back, so get some clothes on. I need to get to the airport for check-in soon, and you need to leave before me.
“Wait! We should set up the next time first.”
“Oh yeah, who’s turn is it to pick?”
“I think it’s mine? Right?” Zac said.
“Yep, Brit picked this time.”
“Why did you pick Kansas anyway?” Zac asked.
“I was visiting Kay in Minnesota, and this was basically in the middle of all of us.
“Poor Kay!” Zac teased.
“What? She went and broke her leg and wanted to go home for a few weeks, leaving me without an assistant!” she said, sarcastically.
Nikki laughed, and said, “Ok, and I picked last time, so-“
“Gainesville!” Zac shouted.
“Oh god, the stadium at UF!” Brittany added.
“Home of the Gators!” Nikki cheered.
“I still can’t believe you snuck out to meet up with us, with your mom and those girls sleeping back at the hotel!” Brittany laughed.
“Hee! And I got back before any of them got up, either. So I was a little sleepy that day, but that’s what make-up is for!”
By this time, Nikki and Zac had pulled on some clean clothes out of their bags, and were collecting their things from around the room.
“Hurry up and decide on a place so I can go downstairs. I’m not leaving this crappy hotel without at least getting a cup of coffee!”
“Whoa, calm down, Bitchany! That was your role last night, but the play is over!” he laughed.
She stuck out her tongue at him.
“You know what Nik does when people stick their tongue out!” he teased. Brittany laughed, as she turned to Nikki, who flicked her tongue back at her, then laughed too.
“Ok, ok. … Springfield.”
Brittany and Nikki looked at each other then rolled their eyes. “Which Springfield?”
“Illinois.”
“And where are we going to meet? Moe’s Tavern?” Nikki asked, and Brittany high-fived her.
“No! God, I wish we could, though! No, I’ll have to think of a place. Do we have a date? I’m thinking in a couple weeks. Before the holiday rush and I won’t be able to get away.”
“Maybe before Miss Thang’s birthday?” Brittany winked at Nikki, who laughed.
Zac ignored the comment, but said, “Yeah, before that would probably be good. I’ll let you know when I’ve found the place.”
“And, what are the criteria this time?” Brittany asked.
“Um… you need to have dark hair,” he said to Brittany, who looked stunned. Zac laughed, then turned to Nikki. “And you… you get to pick a card for your character.” He pulled a small satin bag out of his backpack and opened the drawstring for Nikki. She reached in and pulled a yellow card out. Reading the card, she laughed, then tucked it into her bra.
“Ok, seriously, my veins are dying for caffeine and I need a smoke.” She pulled Nikki and Zac into a close hug and kissed both of them quickly on the lips. “You better be gone when I get back. See you in a few weeks!” she called, as she let the door swing closed behind her.
“A few weeks? I think we can wait that long,” she said, pulling on her jacket.
“Yep! We can do it! So, what did you get on your card?” he asked.
“Ha! Never you mind. You’ll just have to wait and see.” She stuck her tongue out at him, and he immediately sucked on it, kissing her hard.
When she pulled her head away, getting some air, she asked, “Breakfast?” as he ran his stubbly jaw along her cheek.
“Sure. I’ve got my Dodgers cap. It’s like an invisibility cloak!” She smacked him on the arm, muttering, “Dork,” then grabbed her purse and duffel bag. He pulled on his gray hoodie and backpack and took her hand, leading her out the door.
They weren’t a couple of college students, meeting for the first time, anymore. But they also weren’t Zac Efron, teen heartthrob and Nikki Blonsky, giggly starlet-in-the-making quite yet, either. They still had a few hours until they would be getting on those planes and going back to their normal lives, a few hours to be just Zac and Nikki together, and they were going to make the most of every moment.
*~*~*~*~*
ok, so it wasn't really an AU fic :P I just wanted to keep the surprise till the end. There were a few teensy hints that they may have known each other. Did anyone figure it out?
oh, and blame Kay for "Angel White" and "Springfield" :P
Rating: R
Fandom: Snowfronsky aka Zac Efron, Nikki Blonsky, Brittany Snow. It's a dirty threesome, so be warned :P Oh, and it's an AU fic :)
Author's Note: Congratulations everyone on the 50th Nikki and Zac thread on Nikki's board!!! This fic is dedicated particularly to Kay, my fellow Snoblo-lovah, and to Jess, the inventor of Snowfronsky! lol
“Do you mind if I sit here?” She jerked her blonde head towards the empty seat as she pulled her bag off her shoulder. Not waiting for a response, she sat down beside him and dropped her bag to the floor. Her Louis Vuitton carry-on was already on the floor a few feet away.
“Sure, go ahead,” he said, too late. She had already plunked herself down between the two of them. It didn’t matter. She hadn’t heard him anyway, with the music blasting from her iPod. She reached down and pulled opened the Ballenciaga bag, digging through it, looking for something.
He turned back to his right and continued talking to the curvy brunette two seats over. “So, you said something about your dog?” He was flustered, and stammered out the words, having been surprised by the sudden interruption of this other woman now in the seat between them, who was bent down rifling through her large purse.
“Um, yeah, his name’s Rocky. He’s a pug. I was going to bring him on this trip, but-“
“Dammit!” Sitting up, an aggravated expression on her face, the woman in the middle sat back in her chair, crossing her arms.
“But he-“ the brunette tried to continue, looking around the other woman, trying to make eye contact with him again.
“She’s so fired when I get home! You just can’t find competent people anymore!” She ducked her head back down and rifled through the bag again.
Zac and Nikki looked back at each other, sharing an “I have no idea what she’s talking about” look. Zac said, “I have a dog, too. He lives with my par-“
“I mean, I told her to put my diamond-studded, platinum Harry Winston-exclusive Zippo lighter in my bag, and it’s not in here,” she sputtered, sitting up again. “How am I supposed to have a satisfying cigarette with a piece of plastic shit from the airport?” She looked from Zac to Nikki to Zac again, with a look of such indignation. Neither of them knew what to do, except utter pitiful sounds of sympathy.
“It’s 3 am, I’m in fucking Topeka, Kansas, with a dead phone and an even deader assistant back home. I need a smoke.” She rose, grabbing her purse, and took a few steps towards the airport gift shop, cheap plastic lighter in sight. “Watch my bag,” she stopped and pointed towards the carry-on luggage on the floor. “Don’t even think of stealing it! I’ll be right back, save my seat.”
Both Zac and Nikki sat, silently, staring at the young woman walking across the shiny airport floor, head to stilletoed-heel in designer fashion. They sat there for a moment, collecting their thoughts, trying to remember who they were and what they were saying, after the tornado of a woman had passed their way.
“Wow. She’s really something, huh?”
“Yeah! I’ve never met anyone like that before!”
“I’ve met a few. I live in LA now, so they’re all over, but she’s a real prize.”
“Well, we don’t have anyone like that in Long Island, that’s for sure. Manhattan, yes, but not where I’m from!” She laughed, and he joined her.
“I love New York. Actually, I even have one of those t-shirts with the big red heart on it. I got it when I went to New York recently to visit a friend.” He smirked at her, then smiled widely when she blushed a little. “Long Island is a pretty great place. Wonderful people…” She looked at him curiously, before straightening her face again.
Clearing his throat, he added, “Have you ever been to California?”
“Nope. But I’d love to go one day! My dream is to be a singer and actress, and I’d just love to go to Hollywood one day!”
“I think you’re made for the screen! What’s your name? Maybe I’ll put you in a film one day!”
“Oh! Do you make movies?”
“Yeah. Well, not really. Not yet. I go to USC for film, so I’ve made a few short pieces, but I’ve got a ton of ideas! How about you?”
“Me? I go to college in New York. I’ve been studying musical theatre and acting, and I take singing lessons. I’d just love to be on Broadway one day, but being in a movie would be amazing!”
“I sing a little, too. Maybe I’ll make it to Broadway one day,” he laughed.
“Ooh, we could do a play together!”
“That’d be awesome! Maybe something like… Hairspray? You’d be a perfect Tracy!”
“Gee, thanks! That would be a dream come true! And you’d be a perfect Link! You just need to dye your hair black.” She reached out her arm and swept her fingers along the fringe of his hair, pushing it slightly off his forehead. He didn’t flinch when she touched him so intimately. It was as though he had known her touch, wanted her touch, all his life.
“What a beautiful face,” she whispered, staring into his eyes.
“Yes, it is,” he whispered, almost inaudibly, staring back into her eyes. “You’re so beautiful.”
She blushed slightly, biting her lip and pulling her hand away. She placed her hands together in her lap and breathed in deeply. Closing her eyes, she remembered who she was and who he was and why she was there.
“I’m Nikki, by the way,” she giggled. “I didn’t answer you before.”
“Oh!” he laughed. “Nikki? It’s nice to meet you!” He held out his hand to shake hers formally. “Nice grip,” he said, impressively, followed by a laugh. “I’m Zac.”
“Nice to meet you, Zac!”
“Uh-oh! She’s baaaaack!” they both said simultaneously, laughing.
“Jinx!” Zac shouted.
Nikki giggled, winking at him, as the blonde sat down again. She pulled the earbuds out of her ears and tossed the ipod into her purse, sitting back against her seat.
Nikki and Zac looked around them, at the sea of empty seats. Zac leaned forward and mouthed to Nikki, “Why us?” and she laughed silently, shaking her head.
“Well, that’s better! I feel human again,” she sighed in relief.
“Good smoke?” he asked, looking at Nikki as if this woman being human was impossible.
She ignored him, and turned to Nikki, saying, “I’m Brittany. What’s your name?”
Nikki bit her lips, stifling a laugh, but saying nothing. She just shrugged her shoulders and looked at Zac.
Brittany turned to Zac and asked, “What’s with her? She made a ”crazy” gesture with her finger, then pointed back at Nikki.
“No!” he burst out laughing. “We were talking, and I jinxed her. She can’t say anything until I say her name… 10 times!”
“Ohhh,” Brittany answered. Turning back to Nikki, she said, “Sooo, you like to take direction, do you? I could tell you what to do,” she added, licking her bottom lip.
Both Zac and Nikki’s mouths dropped and their eyes opened wide.
“You two don’t know each other, do you?”
“No, we just met tonight, waiting for this flight.”
“Well, if you want, I could help you get to know each other better.”
Grateful of the jinx, so she didn’t have to say anything, Nikki looked at Zac. He was looking back at her, with a questioning expression.
“Well? Do you want to? I certainly do not intend on spending the rest of the night in this airport, alone. My assistant booked me into a hotel near by. It’s probably a dreadful room, knowing what an imbecile she is, but it should be big enough to share for a few hours. If you’re… up for it,” she said, looking down from Zac’s face to his crotch.
“Now? he asked.
“No, Einstein. Next year.” She turned to Nikki and said, “Can you believe this guy? What, has he never been picked up before?” She looked at Nikki expectantly, who could only shrug her shoulders and hold up her hands lamely.
“Look, you’ve got a nice body under that ugly plaid shirt, good bone structure in your face. I like the stubble. The hair, it could use some work, but all in all, you’re not hard to look at. You seem clean enough, at least, you smell good.” Turning to Nikki, she said, “You’re too cute for words. Rosy cheeks get me every time.” “She reached out and gently ran her thumb along the other girl’s flushed cheek. “I like when girls are shorter than me. And frankly, I’ve just got to see those tits up close.”
Nikki’s hand flew up to her mouth, as Zac burst out laughing again.
“You know, Brittany, is it? I completely agree with you. Especially that last part!”
Brittany bent down to her purse again, digging around, pulling out a card. “Holiday Inn Airport Hotel, room 323, booked under…” she paused. “Oh god! Angel White? Sounds like a brand of toilet paper! That girl is so fired when I get back!”
“I think you already said that,” Zac said.
“Lucky Kay!” Nikki mouthed to Zac, who winked back at her.
Brittany stood and slung her bag over her shoulder, walking past her carry-on bag on the floor. She stopped a few steps past it and turned back her head towards Zac, saying, “Get the bag, will you, … whatever your name is.”
“Yes ma’am,” he answered. “What’s-his-name is at your service,” he stated, with a salute, before pulling his backpack on. He pulled his Dodgers baseball cap lower on his forehead and squeezed Nikki’s hand for a few seconds before bending down and picking up the Louis Vuitton.
“Well, what do you say?” he asked Nikki, standing close beside her leg.
“I… I don’t know…” He knelt down, taking her hands in his, and whispered, “It could be the start of an awfully big adventure.”
She laughed, and took in a deep breath before nodding her head.
“Yeahhhhh!” He picked up her light duffel bag and carried it for her, along with Brittany’s carry-on. He held her hand for a few seconds before gently letting it fall, allowing her to walk ahead of him, following Brittany.
The three of them walked through the airport, quite a distance between each of them, no one taking notice of them amongst the few other people here and there.
The cab ride was virtually silent. The anticipation of what was about to happen was thick in the air. Nikki sat in the middle, feeling the warmth of both Zac and Brittany’s thighs against her own. She felt Zac’s fingers dance along the small of her back, tickling her, tucking below the waistband of her jeans. And she felt Brittany’s stockinged foot tap hers, knock her ballet flat off, and swirl her toes around Nikki’s. The cabby thought there was something familiar about his passengers, but just couldn’t place them. As Zac paid the fair and they emerged from the cab, he forgot all about them with his next pick-up.
Zac and Nikki waited in one corner of the lobby as Brittany went up to the desk. She checked herself in as Angel White, taking the key card and headed towards the elevator. She used her head to gesture for the other two to follow her, and they did. All of them felt their hearts beat faster in the ride to the third floor.
“Room 323. This is it.” Brittany said.
“Ready?” Zac whispered against Nikki’s hair as Brittany opened the door. She just bit her lip then smiled up at him.
“So, what is your name. You never did say.” Brittany asked. She turned on the lamp beside the bed, which allowed a soft light to sweep over the room.
Nikki smirked coyly, then looked at Zac. “Her name is Nikki,” he answered.
“That’s one.” Brittany said, putting up one finger as she walked closer to Nikki. “Just nine more times, right sweetheart?”
Nikki nodded.
“You don’t seem like the quiet type to me, Nikki. You seem like the type who makes a lot of noise. Am I right? Do you like to make a lot of noise? Do you like to scream?”
Nikki nodded again, more vigorously, her breath coming faster. Brittany was behind her, running her hands up and down Nikki’s sides, her face close to Nikki’s face.
“And what about you?” she looked up at Zac. “You seem like the type that likes to make a girl scream.”
Now it was Zac’s turn to be taken by surprise. He only nodded, as he fell into the arm chair across the room.
“Oh, you’re more of an observer, are you?” She reached around in front of Nikki and slid the zipper of her jacket down, pulling it off her shoulders. Tossing it across the room, Zac grabbed it as it neared him. “It’s fun to have an audience, but we want you to play, too. Don’t we, Nikki?”
Nikki nodded again, her eyes staring across the room, locked with Zac’s. Zac watched as Brittany slipped her hands beneath the shoulders of Nikki’s wide-necked blue sweater. She gripped Nikki’s shoulders, massaging her soft, warm skin. Nikki let her neck stretch, and Brittany took advantage of that to lick along one side of her neck. Nikki took in a deep breath, her eyes closing, as Brittany’s tongue swirled along her throat. Brittany looked up at Zac as she kissed Nikki’s throat and said, “Who’s the tastiest girl in the world?”
“Nikki,” Zac breathed, watching them intently.
“That’s two,” she smiled, slyly. Now, I said I would help you two get to know each other better, didn’t I?” She reached down and grasped the bottom of Nikki’s sweater and pulled it up over her head. Nikki stood in front of her now, in her dark jeans and red lace bra. The bra had a plunging bust line and her cleavage spilled out of it.
Brittany reached around and pushed Nikki’s breasts together from the sides, enhancing the cleavage, her pinkie fingers circling over Nikki’s nipples. She pulled off her own electric blue leather jacket and tossed it on the floor. Her long black sleeveless shirt had a sheen to it that caught the light shining from the lamp.
Zac’s eyes were fixed on the girls across from him, on Nikki’s curvy body and Brittany’s hands that were again running up and down all over it. Brittany’s tongue darting out and licking between Nikki’s breasts, over them, her hands cupping and squeezing them. Zac pulled the cap off his head and ran his fingers through his hair, then gripped the back of his neck as he watched.
“Let’s get to know Nikki a little better, shall we, Zac?” she said, as she took the button of Nikki’s jeans in her fingers. Still standing behind Nikki, she looked across to Zac and smiled as he nodded vigorously. She slipped the button through the hole, and slid the zipper down. Zac’s eyes were focused on the red lace of Nikki’s boy-cut panties as Brittany pushed the jeans down her legs.
Nikki kicked off her flats and stepped out of the jeans, then pushed them aside with her foot. She turned in Brittany’s arms and reached up to take the other girl’s head in her hands. She kissed Brittany hard on the mouth, taking her breath away. Brittany’s hands were cupping her ass, holding her up to her. “Mmm, you do know how to play,” Brittany whispered.
Across the room, Zac pulled his jacket off and dropped it to the floor. The hand that had been on the back of his neck was now sliding across his stomach. It stopped at the button of his jeans. He mimicked Brittany’s actions of a moment earlier, and undid his own button and fly. He slipped his hand into his boxers and took his dick. Sliding his hand up and down, he licked his lips and continued watching the girls.
Nikki broke the kiss, Brittany’s red lipstick on her own lips. She turned back around towards Zac when she saw the amusement on Brittany’s face as she looked across the room.
“I think you already know yourself pretty well, Zac.” Her hands were on Nikki’s stomach. “It’s time Nikki gets a chance to know you better.”
Zac stopped moving, and just sat there holding himself. He pulled his hand out of his pants as Brittany nudged Nikki towards him.
Standing in front of Zac, her right arm linked around Nikki’s left, Brittany said, “Far too much clothing on, Zachary. May I call you Zachary?” He nodded. “Good. I would have anyway. I always get what I want.”
“Zachary, who would you like to help you take some of these clothes off?”
“Nikki,” he answered, his eyes still focused on her.
“I thought so,” Brittany smiled. “That’s three.”
Brittany reached out one hand and Nikki copied her. They both took one of Zac’s hands and pulled him up to his feet.
“Nikki dear, I think this plaid shirt definitely needs to go. See what you can do about it.”
Nikki gripped both sides of the collar and pulled. The top two snaps of his shirt broke apart and his chest was exposed. She looked to Brittany for approval. She tugged once more and the rest of the snaps came apart. Running her hands over his chest and abs, she leaned in close and breathed deeply. She loved how he smelled, a blend of cologne, nerves, and a familiarity that made her weak. She pushed his shirt over his shoulders and down his arms, letting it fall to the floor with his jacket. His arms were around her, and they stood, skin to skin, their lips so close to touching, just breathing.
“Kiss her! What are you waiting for?”
He lightly brushed his lips against hers. Jutting his tongue out, he ran it along her lower lip. She opened her mouth to him as Brittany watched. She broke the kiss to catch her breath, a hint of Brittany’s red lipstick now on his lips. It had been too long since she had been kissed like that, just like that, the way Zac kissed her.
“Now, those pants are going to be in the way, don’t you think?” Brittany asked, as she trailed a fingertip down Nikki’s bare lower back. Her hand cupped Nikki’s ass and she kissed her on the shoulder. “Why don’t we see what we have there.”
Nikki nodded, then gripped the waist of Zac’s jeans and pushed them down his legs. Zac kicked off his Vans and stepped his bare feet out of the jeans, just as Nikki had done a few minutes earlier. Both girls could see that he was ready for more.
Zac pulled Nikki close to him, pressing himself up against her, and she felt how hard he was already. He took her hand and entwined his fingers with hers, his other hand on her ass, running up under the lace. He bent down and licked along her throat, where Brittany had, and sucked lightly. “I don’t want to make a mark, Nikki. What would your mother say?”
Nikki opened her mouth, but Zac placed a finger over his lips. “Uh-uh. That’s only four.”
“I think this is getting in the way of knowing Nikki better,” Brittany said, lifting a strap of her bra with her finger. “What do you say we get rid of it?” she asked Zac.
He immediately nodded, then said, “I definitely think it would help us get to know Nikki better.
“That’s five.” Brittany said, as she stood behind Nikki. She took Zac’s hands and placed them on the hook of Nikki’s bra. He undid the hook and slowly pulled the bra straps down her shoulders. Nikki heart was beating fast, her breath coming quickly, her chest rising up and down. Brittany kissed Nikki’s back where the strap had been, down her back to the waistband of her panties. She stood up and moved behind Zac. She pressed herself up against him, the silk of her top against his bare skin. She put her hands on his hands and together they pulled the straps of nikki’s bra down her arms. Her breasts bounced a little as the bra was pulled away, and they both gasped.
“Who has the most luscious tits,” Brittany moaned into Zac’s ear.
“Nikki.”
“Mmm she does!... That’s six.”
They continued the game until both Zac and Nikki were naked, and she was straddling him on the bed. The gold bedspread had been pulled off and was on the floor, the white sheets pulled back. Zac was leaned back against Brittany, who sat up against the cherrywood headboard of the bed. She was still dressed in her long, black, silk tank top and dark skinny jeans. The silver stilettos were still on her feet. Brittany held Nikki’s hands as she rode up and down on Zac, panting and clenching her teeth to not say anything.
“Oh fuck Nikki, oh god FUCK ME!”
“Nine, Brittany moaned, feeling hot and neglected beneath her clothes.
Zac’s breath was coming as fast as his orgasm. One hand was on Nikki’s breast, the other on her clit.
“I’m coming! I’M COMING!!!” he moaned. Nikki’s body was shaking in her orgasm, her mouth shut tight, unable to fully have her release. “I’m coming, NIKKI!!!”
“YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!”
He kissed her hard to stifle her scream, sitting up and holding her close, his fingers pressing hard into her back, pushing the hair off her glistening forehead.
A few minutes later, Nikki had caught her breath and said, “That was so hard!”
Brittany reached over and stroked Zac’s dick, saying, “It was, but I think he’ll need a few minutes before he goes again,” laughing. “You are definitely a screamer, Nikki!”
Brittany stood up from the bed and walked to the window. She pulled back the heavy sage-green drape a bit, spotting the giant water slide in front of their hotel in the dim light of the sunrise. She shook her head again, at the hotel Kay had booked her into. She turned back around to see Nikki and Zac sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at her.
“I think she is wearing far too much clothing, Nikki. What do you think?”
“I absolutely agree. I think we should relieve her of some of that right now.” They stood up and walked over to Brittany, who had let the drape slip from her fingers.
Zac stood behind Brittany and pulled up her top while Nikki pulled her feet out of the silver stilettos. Nikki undid the button and fly of her jeans and they both pulled them down her legs, helping her step out of them. The continued undressing her, removing her black lace bra and thong, then Zac picked her up and carried her over to the bed. He tossed her onto the bed, then jumped onto the bed beside her. Nikki crawled over onto her other side, and they both began to kiss her from head to toe.
Brittany began to say something, when Nikki spoke. “You’ve had a lot to say tonight. I think it’s your turn to keep quiet, Miss Hollywood. For now.” Zac growled as he pulled Nikki into a kiss, then they returned their attention to Brittany’s body.
*~*~*~*~*
“What time is it?” Brittany asked, as she pulled on a pink sweater.
“Quarter to nine,” Zac answered, looking at the digital clock on the bedside table. “That was quite a night, wasn’t it?” he said, pulling Nikki closer into his arms. She was snuggled beneath the covers, her arms wrapped tight around him. Nikki nodded, then yawned sleepily. Zac ran his fingers through her wet hair, twisting one of her curls around his finger.
“OK, I think I’ve got all my stuff in my bag. I’ll just have to let my hair dry in the cab. It’s Kansas, there shouldn’t be paparazzi at the airport, right?”
“Nah, you should be good,” Zac answered. “And if anyone sees you, just say you’re in Kansas visiting an old friend or something.”
“Or run away from them. That’s what you always do!” Nikki laughed.
“Hey! I’ve only run two or three times-“
“Or maybe four or five-“ Brittany continued.
“Or ten or twenty!” Nikki teased.
“Whatever! I’ve got my Dodgers cap with me. No worries.”
“Yeah, why no beanie?”
“Because everyone knows I wear a beanie. When I really want to be unnoticed, I wear my cap. It works every time!”
“Like magic?”
“Yeah, like magic,” he answered, sticking his tongue out at Nikki.
“Ohhh Zefron tongue! It gets me every time!” she teased. He stuck his tongue out again, and she licked his tongue with her own. He tickled her under the chin, then rolled on top of her and nuzzled his face into her neck.
“If you two are done being sickeningly adorable, I’m going to check out this complimentary breakfast before it closes, if there aren’t any crazies around. I’ll be right back, so get some clothes on. I need to get to the airport for check-in soon, and you need to leave before me.
“Wait! We should set up the next time first.”
“Oh yeah, who’s turn is it to pick?”
“I think it’s mine? Right?” Zac said.
“Yep, Brit picked this time.”
“Why did you pick Kansas anyway?” Zac asked.
“I was visiting Kay in Minnesota, and this was basically in the middle of all of us.
“Poor Kay!” Zac teased.
“What? She went and broke her leg and wanted to go home for a few weeks, leaving me without an assistant!” she said, sarcastically.
Nikki laughed, and said, “Ok, and I picked last time, so-“
“Gainesville!” Zac shouted.
“Oh god, the stadium at UF!” Brittany added.
“Home of the Gators!” Nikki cheered.
“I still can’t believe you snuck out to meet up with us, with your mom and those girls sleeping back at the hotel!” Brittany laughed.
“Hee! And I got back before any of them got up, either. So I was a little sleepy that day, but that’s what make-up is for!”
By this time, Nikki and Zac had pulled on some clean clothes out of their bags, and were collecting their things from around the room.
“Hurry up and decide on a place so I can go downstairs. I’m not leaving this crappy hotel without at least getting a cup of coffee!”
“Whoa, calm down, Bitchany! That was your role last night, but the play is over!” he laughed.
She stuck out her tongue at him.
“You know what Nik does when people stick their tongue out!” he teased. Brittany laughed, as she turned to Nikki, who flicked her tongue back at her, then laughed too.
“Ok, ok. … Springfield.”
Brittany and Nikki looked at each other then rolled their eyes. “Which Springfield?”
“Illinois.”
“And where are we going to meet? Moe’s Tavern?” Nikki asked, and Brittany high-fived her.
“No! God, I wish we could, though! No, I’ll have to think of a place. Do we have a date? I’m thinking in a couple weeks. Before the holiday rush and I won’t be able to get away.”
“Maybe before Miss Thang’s birthday?” Brittany winked at Nikki, who laughed.
Zac ignored the comment, but said, “Yeah, before that would probably be good. I’ll let you know when I’ve found the place.”
“And, what are the criteria this time?” Brittany asked.
“Um… you need to have dark hair,” he said to Brittany, who looked stunned. Zac laughed, then turned to Nikki. “And you… you get to pick a card for your character.” He pulled a small satin bag out of his backpack and opened the drawstring for Nikki. She reached in and pulled a yellow card out. Reading the card, she laughed, then tucked it into her bra.
“Ok, seriously, my veins are dying for caffeine and I need a smoke.” She pulled Nikki and Zac into a close hug and kissed both of them quickly on the lips. “You better be gone when I get back. See you in a few weeks!” she called, as she let the door swing closed behind her.
“A few weeks? I think we can wait that long,” she said, pulling on her jacket.
“Yep! We can do it! So, what did you get on your card?” he asked.
“Ha! Never you mind. You’ll just have to wait and see.” She stuck her tongue out at him, and he immediately sucked on it, kissing her hard.
When she pulled her head away, getting some air, she asked, “Breakfast?” as he ran his stubbly jaw along her cheek.
“Sure. I’ve got my Dodgers cap. It’s like an invisibility cloak!” She smacked him on the arm, muttering, “Dork,” then grabbed her purse and duffel bag. He pulled on his gray hoodie and backpack and took her hand, leading her out the door.
They weren’t a couple of college students, meeting for the first time, anymore. But they also weren’t Zac Efron, teen heartthrob and Nikki Blonsky, giggly starlet-in-the-making quite yet, either. They still had a few hours until they would be getting on those planes and going back to their normal lives, a few hours to be just Zac and Nikki together, and they were going to make the most of every moment.
*~*~*~*~*
ok, so it wasn't really an AU fic :P I just wanted to keep the surprise till the end. There were a few teensy hints that they may have known each other. Did anyone figure it out?
oh, and blame Kay for "Angel White" and "Springfield" :P