11 - Off the Scale
Let's make use of all space-time dimensions and continue our epic journey through awesomeness.
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Here are the basic rules again:
1) All fills for prompts of the earlier prompt posts go in the post the prompt was posted in. No re-posting or splitting up prompts and fills.
2) Self-prompt when you post unprompted fic. (This means posting what the ( Read more... )
Dave's quiet voice brought Nick's gaze back to that loved countenance, still a little flushed from the wine Dave had downed at the party. There was little sign of it in Dave's voice, however. That was under perfect control. "Stop it. Just - stop it, all right? Now,"
Dave sat down on the bed next to Nick, reached out, and carefully took one of Nick's hands, entwining Nick's fingers with his own. Then he lifted it and held it against his cheek for a moment before gently kissing the back and lowering it to his knee.
Nick sniffed a little, and if a few tears escaped into the warm wool of Dave's jumper, who was to know? In a little while he lifted his head again to meet his partner's smiling eyes.
"You silly bugger," said Dave lovingly.
Nick could only agree. "It was just - Simon was all over you, and you, you seemed to be enjoying it," he began to explain, and Dave shook his head.
"Oh, Nick. Simon was just being Simon - don't you remember, he behaved the same way when he came to tea that time! You told me then what he was like, and I soon understood exactly what you meant! As for the others... well, we all got a bit handsy, I suppose. And huggy. One of the new members... well, they'd just lost their partner, so - once we were sure he was happy to get them - there were lots of comforting hugs from the rest of us. And then it, um... spread. You Liberal Democrats seem to be an incredibly touchy-feely crowd, and I... actually found myself enjoying it. It was nice getting so much human contact after... well."
Nick flushed, ashamed of his childish reaction all over again, and Dave hastily put his arm round him. "I... I'm glad you had a good time, anyway," Nick managed eventually, and Dave chuckled.
"I admit I was scared rigid when I first turned up, but by the look of it quite a few of the others were as well! And then Paddy arrived, made a beeline for me and insisted on introducing me to everyone as 'that nice lad Nick Clegg's partner'. I had no chance of skulking in a corner nursing a glass of wine while he was around. Then Simon arrived, and by then - well, it was a party."
"Good old Paddy," said Nick contentedly, then bit back a yawn and blinked with dismay. "Gosh, I'm sorry David, but I think I'm going to have to go to bed! On the first night of conference as well! If you want to go back down to the bar -"
Dave grinned at him, and Nick found his tiredness magically dissipating. When Dave got that look in his eye...
"Bed," said Dave, his voice going low and rough, "Sounds like a very good idea..."
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It was several minutes later that a breathless, red-faced Nick surfaced, gasping, "Did we lock the door?"
Dave, by now prone and half-undressed, simply yanked him back down again. "Who cares," he purred into Nick's mouth, and Nick, willingly following him, could only agree.
This might be ridiculously early for bed at conference, was Nick's last thought before Dave's beloved and familiar touch destroyed any semblance of coherent thought, but no-one - absolutely no-one - is having a better time than we are right now!
And then Dave's hand found its way south, and Dave's mouth and tongue began doing incredible things to his skin, and Nick lost all interest in what, and how, and why, and knew only sensation, and being... and David.
All was as it should be, Nick decided later, with Dave's hot breath puffing against his neck and Dave's arm lying heavy across his chest. He turned his head a little, feeling soft hair brush against his cheek, and shifted a little closer to the man sleeping so contentedly beside him, pressing a kiss into the thinning hair before resting his cheek against the top of Dave's head and smiling sleepily into the darkness. He loved David, and now he knew - he was sure - that David loved him. This - this night, this conference, this bed - this was where they had truly became a couple.
At every Autumn Conference from now on, Nick vowed silently, this first night would be their true anniversary... and, eyes fluttering shut, he slept.
FIN
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I love this AU so much and I hope you write them again.
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I love a good wifeless AU and this one is definitely one of the good ones, hope you write more, AA.
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I adore this, it is so cute! <3 Lib Dem Dave. He's precious :D
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