Underneath the Christmas Tree
disclaimer: I WISH. yeah.
word count: 2000
Joe/Nick
for stephaniejonas
Nick was heading back into the living room from having taken out the trash, shoes kicked unceremoniously in the kitchen and his mom called, “Thanks!” He smiled in direction as he passed through the hallway and bumped into something hard, socked feet slipping on the wood. He felt strong hands grip his arms which kept him from falling and he looked up thankfully into Joe’s warm eyes.
“You should be more careful…” his brother said oddly, eyes drawn inexplicably like always to Nick’s lips.
Nick swallowed hard and nodded, face flushed as he replied, “Uh…yeah,” and looked anywhere but at Joe. He only blushed more deeply when he noticed the hanging mistletoe above their heads. “Joe…” he whispered and moved into his brother’s personal space, something neither of them ever really minded. “Joe…” he said a bit louder and his brother’s attention snapped to his eyes, but Nick only smiled and ran fingers through that short hair before nodding in the direction of ‘up.’
Joe’s eyes flickered up before they widened in surprise and found Nick’s face once more and they moved toward each other like every time they’d accidentally gotten caught beneath the plant. It was tradition, and any time they ran into a family member they usually just kissed on the cheek, but this time something went wrong. Joe went right, Nick went left and their lips met in the middle awkwardly. It was a hot rush of feeling to his stomach which flip-flopped strangely and neither of them pulled away.
Joe pressed forward and the kiss grew a bit more insistent despite being chaste and Nick’s hand curled around the back of Joe’s neck, pulling him even closer as he let out a slightly desperate sound. “Oh God…” Joe whispered as they pulled apart. They were both a little short of breath as Nick inhaled Joe’s exhale - they were standing that close. Then they were kissing each other again and Nick felt a sting on his lower lip and realized with a jolt Joe had bitten him! The knowledge was a rush of heat to his groin as he went half-hard and broke the kiss with a hand on Joe’s chest as he shoved outward.
“Shit…Joe, we can’t.” Joe just nodded but his expression was lost, pained and Nick felt that like a knife. He turned around and took the long way into the living room in order to escape the hurt look in Joe’s eyes.
~*~*~
He’d managed to avoid Joe for the last hour, everyone was in their bedrooms and he had a gift tucked neatly under his arm as he made his way into the living room once more. The tree was sitting there and Kevin and Danielle’s gifts would be there until they got back from Mexico and, yeah, that was weird. He’d just bent over to put Joe’s gift under the tree, thankful no one was in the room when he heard, “Is that for me?” He groaned and felt Joe reach for it, pulling it away from those searching hands. “Despite what you told JJ I thought you’d forgotten about me! I mean…I didn’t see anything from you.”
“That’s because you always think you can open my gift to you whenever you want and somehow it’s okay,” Nick retorted dryly. But Joe just grinned and both hands went to Nick’s abdomen and started tickling mercilessly. Nick let the present drop the one-foot drop to the floor and retaliated, hands under Joe’s armpits as they began to wrestle.
“Let me open my presennnt,” Joe whined and Nick just pulled him so they were behind the tree in the corner of the room, a wall on the other sides making them fit into a nice triangle of pine needles and wallpaper.
“Just…shut up,” he managed to get out between fits of giggling, falling to his knees on the carpet. Joe followed and suddenly that feeling returned, the one he tended to get when it was just he and Joe breathing the same air, sitting closer than six inches…
“If…you won’t let me see my present, I’m going to, uh…do something else.” Nick wasn’t fooled. From the way Joe’s eyes were practically glued to Nick’s lips he could guess it would be another kiss, and he allowed himself to actually think about this. He took a deep breath and gave his brother as stern a look as he could muster before Joe was suddenly right there and their lips met again.
“Oh…” he breathed more than spoke and leaned against Joe for support. He felt those firm hands at his back and he let himself be lowered so they were both lying down and Joe was pressed on top of him. The only light in the room was that cast from the tree and the faint glow of lamplight from the street outside their window, but other than that it was dark and it made it so much more intimate than the kiss in the hallway had been. This time, though, it had been a conscious choice.
They made out slowly, lazy kisses to savor the moment and when they broke apart for air Joe reached into his pocket and pulled out a small ziplock bag of cookies he’d probably been intending to sneak to his room. Their mom had always had a pretty strict no food in their bedrooms rule and even though Joe was twenty and in his own apartment (that Nick slept in more frequently than he slept home) he still had to sneak the cookies. “So…” Joe said casually, pulling a cookie free and dangling it over Nick’s lips. He swept out his tongue but Joe pulled it just out of reach before putting it half in his own mouth and then lowering back toward Nick. He reached up and opened his mouth, lips meeting Joe’s awkwardly around the sweet as he bit and a few crumbs fell onto his chest. “Mmmm” Joe moaned and Nick felt the blush burn his cheeks.
He didn’t have long to be left blushing, though, as Joe bent down and licked the crumbs off his chest and he laughed feeling Joe’s tongue through the cotton of his tank top. Nick shook his head as he felt Joe lift up the bottom of the shirt and he lifted to help his brother, shivering as the air hit his bare skin. Joe grabbed another cookie and did the same thing, but this time when the crumbs fell onto his chest and Joe licked them up, Nick felt Joe’s teeth scrape over his nipple and suddenly he was hard.
Joe noticed, because while his brother was often aloof or absent-minded, there was little about Nick that Joe didn’t notice. He did it again, this time letting his tongue get into the action as well. This time it was Nick who pulled out a cookie and offered it to Joe who ate it sloppily before dipping back down to lick, suck and nip at Nick’s chest once more. “Joe…” he gasped as he felt that he wasn’t the only one hard anymore. His lips felt weirdly dry and he licked them quickly to give them moisture before he bit his tongue hard when those pearly whites bit his nipple hard.
His hips humped upward at the sensation, seeking friction and contact for the lower half of his body and Joe smirked before removing the rest of their clothing. “Nick…you’re so beautiful, everything about you…it’s not fair…” Then Joe was kissing him again, the heads of their rigid cocks brushing together in a dizzying whirl of nerve endings and feeling. “Want you so badly…”
“Me?” he asked, surprised that Joe thought that about him. They paused long enough that Joe was looking him in the eyes as he nodded and Nick added, “You…you’re the one who got the best looks, Joe…”
“Nope…I’m looking at him,” Joe mumbled before kissing Nick’s neck and all argument left him in a hurry. He felt it, the moment Joe left a mark in a stinging, good kind of hurting way and his hips moved faster against Joe's. “Slow down, Nicky…wanna try something else…” Joe mumbled before sticking two fingers inside of Nick’s mouth. Startled, he began to suck on them the same way Joe was working his nipples. When those fingers were slick with spit Joe moved them out and Nick bit his lip to keep from making any noise, no longer having those fingers to muffle his vocals. He braced himself because he was pretty sure he knew what Joe was going to do with those fingers any moment, and then he did, and Nick’s eyes shut against the sudden intrusion as Joe slowly stretched him out.
Before he knew what was happening, though, Joe was moving so his cock was aligned with Nick’s entrance. “Tell me if this is alright…” he whispered and Nick gaped in surprise. Joe was…asking for permission? He nodded, mouth open as he pressed upward and kissed Joe, slipping his tongue into Joe’s mouth and letting their tongues rub together as Joe tried to go in. He snorted when Joe broke the kiss to look down with a rushed, “Well, I’ve never done this before! It’s not like…I know what to - oh!” Nick, too, gasped at the feeling of the head of Joe’s dick snug inside of him.
It stung, it burned in a somewhat painful way and he squirmed, trying to get comfortable. There was nothing wrong with the setting, how did one fix discomfort when it was internal? “When you move like that I…oh, Nick…just…feels really good.” He frowned but couldn’t help it as he tried to get comfortable again and Joe moaned, pushing in a little bit further. He hissed in pain and Joe whispered, “Sorry…sorry, but fuck.” Nick shook his head, he could practically hear the italics and he looked down when he felt Joe’s hand on his shaft.
“Mmm, yea…just keep doing that,” he mumbled and Joe slipped further inside but Nick didn’t really notice this time - Joe’s hand was a wonderful distraction. When Joe moved and put a pillow beneath his bum to get a different angle it was suddenly a lot better, Nick’s knees bent over Joe’s shoulders, heels digging into that strong back as they made love under the flickering, multi-colored lights of the Christmas Tree. Presents were scattered around them, but he was pretty sure this topped them all.
Sweat soon glistened in the low lighting as their body heat and breathing heated the room a bit more and the window above their heads began to fog up, but they didn’t pay it much attention. “Nick…I’m so close…” Joe admitted, lips seeking any part of Nick it could reach, which happened to be his inner thigh near his knee.
It felt incredible as that talented tongue darted out to lick his skin, to taste him, and he nodded, one hand coming up to tangle in Joe’s hair and mess it up, smiling in a lazy way when it stuck to that tanned forehead. “Me too…” Then Joe stopped, pulling out and lowering his face to Nick’s crotch.
“Can’t get anything on the carpet…” he heard and nodded, but he was barely done processing the information when hot wet saliva, smooth teeth, cheeks and throat, slightly rougher tongue were suddenly around his aching, throbbing member and then he was coming, body shaking uncontrollably as he stuffed his hand in his mouth and bit down hard to muffle his scream. Then Joe was inside of him again while his head was still reeling, moving inside of Nick like there was a fire and this were a safer alternative than running. He didn’t last much longer before Joe came, too, and he felt Joe’s spunk inside of him before all that muscle collapsed on top of him.
“Holy shit,” he whispered and Joe nodded, humming pleasantly before pulling out slowly and snuggling into Nick’s side. “Love you…”
“Love you too, baby.”
word count: 2000
Joe/Nick
for stephaniejonas
Nick was heading back into the living room from having taken out the trash, shoes kicked unceremoniously in the kitchen and his mom called, “Thanks!” He smiled in direction as he passed through the hallway and bumped into something hard, socked feet slipping on the wood. He felt strong hands grip his arms which kept him from falling and he looked up thankfully into Joe’s warm eyes.
“You should be more careful…” his brother said oddly, eyes drawn inexplicably like always to Nick’s lips.
Nick swallowed hard and nodded, face flushed as he replied, “Uh…yeah,” and looked anywhere but at Joe. He only blushed more deeply when he noticed the hanging mistletoe above their heads. “Joe…” he whispered and moved into his brother’s personal space, something neither of them ever really minded. “Joe…” he said a bit louder and his brother’s attention snapped to his eyes, but Nick only smiled and ran fingers through that short hair before nodding in the direction of ‘up.’
Joe’s eyes flickered up before they widened in surprise and found Nick’s face once more and they moved toward each other like every time they’d accidentally gotten caught beneath the plant. It was tradition, and any time they ran into a family member they usually just kissed on the cheek, but this time something went wrong. Joe went right, Nick went left and their lips met in the middle awkwardly. It was a hot rush of feeling to his stomach which flip-flopped strangely and neither of them pulled away.
Joe pressed forward and the kiss grew a bit more insistent despite being chaste and Nick’s hand curled around the back of Joe’s neck, pulling him even closer as he let out a slightly desperate sound. “Oh God…” Joe whispered as they pulled apart. They were both a little short of breath as Nick inhaled Joe’s exhale - they were standing that close. Then they were kissing each other again and Nick felt a sting on his lower lip and realized with a jolt Joe had bitten him! The knowledge was a rush of heat to his groin as he went half-hard and broke the kiss with a hand on Joe’s chest as he shoved outward.
“Shit…Joe, we can’t.” Joe just nodded but his expression was lost, pained and Nick felt that like a knife. He turned around and took the long way into the living room in order to escape the hurt look in Joe’s eyes.
~*~*~
He’d managed to avoid Joe for the last hour, everyone was in their bedrooms and he had a gift tucked neatly under his arm as he made his way into the living room once more. The tree was sitting there and Kevin and Danielle’s gifts would be there until they got back from Mexico and, yeah, that was weird. He’d just bent over to put Joe’s gift under the tree, thankful no one was in the room when he heard, “Is that for me?” He groaned and felt Joe reach for it, pulling it away from those searching hands. “Despite what you told JJ I thought you’d forgotten about me! I mean…I didn’t see anything from you.”
“That’s because you always think you can open my gift to you whenever you want and somehow it’s okay,” Nick retorted dryly. But Joe just grinned and both hands went to Nick’s abdomen and started tickling mercilessly. Nick let the present drop the one-foot drop to the floor and retaliated, hands under Joe’s armpits as they began to wrestle.
“Let me open my presennnt,” Joe whined and Nick just pulled him so they were behind the tree in the corner of the room, a wall on the other sides making them fit into a nice triangle of pine needles and wallpaper.
“Just…shut up,” he managed to get out between fits of giggling, falling to his knees on the carpet. Joe followed and suddenly that feeling returned, the one he tended to get when it was just he and Joe breathing the same air, sitting closer than six inches…
“If…you won’t let me see my present, I’m going to, uh…do something else.” Nick wasn’t fooled. From the way Joe’s eyes were practically glued to Nick’s lips he could guess it would be another kiss, and he allowed himself to actually think about this. He took a deep breath and gave his brother as stern a look as he could muster before Joe was suddenly right there and their lips met again.
“Oh…” he breathed more than spoke and leaned against Joe for support. He felt those firm hands at his back and he let himself be lowered so they were both lying down and Joe was pressed on top of him. The only light in the room was that cast from the tree and the faint glow of lamplight from the street outside their window, but other than that it was dark and it made it so much more intimate than the kiss in the hallway had been. This time, though, it had been a conscious choice.
They made out slowly, lazy kisses to savor the moment and when they broke apart for air Joe reached into his pocket and pulled out a small ziplock bag of cookies he’d probably been intending to sneak to his room. Their mom had always had a pretty strict no food in their bedrooms rule and even though Joe was twenty and in his own apartment (that Nick slept in more frequently than he slept home) he still had to sneak the cookies. “So…” Joe said casually, pulling a cookie free and dangling it over Nick’s lips. He swept out his tongue but Joe pulled it just out of reach before putting it half in his own mouth and then lowering back toward Nick. He reached up and opened his mouth, lips meeting Joe’s awkwardly around the sweet as he bit and a few crumbs fell onto his chest. “Mmmm” Joe moaned and Nick felt the blush burn his cheeks.
He didn’t have long to be left blushing, though, as Joe bent down and licked the crumbs off his chest and he laughed feeling Joe’s tongue through the cotton of his tank top. Nick shook his head as he felt Joe lift up the bottom of the shirt and he lifted to help his brother, shivering as the air hit his bare skin. Joe grabbed another cookie and did the same thing, but this time when the crumbs fell onto his chest and Joe licked them up, Nick felt Joe’s teeth scrape over his nipple and suddenly he was hard.
Joe noticed, because while his brother was often aloof or absent-minded, there was little about Nick that Joe didn’t notice. He did it again, this time letting his tongue get into the action as well. This time it was Nick who pulled out a cookie and offered it to Joe who ate it sloppily before dipping back down to lick, suck and nip at Nick’s chest once more. “Joe…” he gasped as he felt that he wasn’t the only one hard anymore. His lips felt weirdly dry and he licked them quickly to give them moisture before he bit his tongue hard when those pearly whites bit his nipple hard.
His hips humped upward at the sensation, seeking friction and contact for the lower half of his body and Joe smirked before removing the rest of their clothing. “Nick…you’re so beautiful, everything about you…it’s not fair…” Then Joe was kissing him again, the heads of their rigid cocks brushing together in a dizzying whirl of nerve endings and feeling. “Want you so badly…”
“Me?” he asked, surprised that Joe thought that about him. They paused long enough that Joe was looking him in the eyes as he nodded and Nick added, “You…you’re the one who got the best looks, Joe…”
“Nope…I’m looking at him,” Joe mumbled before kissing Nick’s neck and all argument left him in a hurry. He felt it, the moment Joe left a mark in a stinging, good kind of hurting way and his hips moved faster against Joe's. “Slow down, Nicky…wanna try something else…” Joe mumbled before sticking two fingers inside of Nick’s mouth. Startled, he began to suck on them the same way Joe was working his nipples. When those fingers were slick with spit Joe moved them out and Nick bit his lip to keep from making any noise, no longer having those fingers to muffle his vocals. He braced himself because he was pretty sure he knew what Joe was going to do with those fingers any moment, and then he did, and Nick’s eyes shut against the sudden intrusion as Joe slowly stretched him out.
Before he knew what was happening, though, Joe was moving so his cock was aligned with Nick’s entrance. “Tell me if this is alright…” he whispered and Nick gaped in surprise. Joe was…asking for permission? He nodded, mouth open as he pressed upward and kissed Joe, slipping his tongue into Joe’s mouth and letting their tongues rub together as Joe tried to go in. He snorted when Joe broke the kiss to look down with a rushed, “Well, I’ve never done this before! It’s not like…I know what to - oh!” Nick, too, gasped at the feeling of the head of Joe’s dick snug inside of him.
It stung, it burned in a somewhat painful way and he squirmed, trying to get comfortable. There was nothing wrong with the setting, how did one fix discomfort when it was internal? “When you move like that I…oh, Nick…just…feels really good.” He frowned but couldn’t help it as he tried to get comfortable again and Joe moaned, pushing in a little bit further. He hissed in pain and Joe whispered, “Sorry…sorry, but fuck.” Nick shook his head, he could practically hear the italics and he looked down when he felt Joe’s hand on his shaft.
“Mmm, yea…just keep doing that,” he mumbled and Joe slipped further inside but Nick didn’t really notice this time - Joe’s hand was a wonderful distraction. When Joe moved and put a pillow beneath his bum to get a different angle it was suddenly a lot better, Nick’s knees bent over Joe’s shoulders, heels digging into that strong back as they made love under the flickering, multi-colored lights of the Christmas Tree. Presents were scattered around them, but he was pretty sure this topped them all.
Sweat soon glistened in the low lighting as their body heat and breathing heated the room a bit more and the window above their heads began to fog up, but they didn’t pay it much attention. “Nick…I’m so close…” Joe admitted, lips seeking any part of Nick it could reach, which happened to be his inner thigh near his knee.
It felt incredible as that talented tongue darted out to lick his skin, to taste him, and he nodded, one hand coming up to tangle in Joe’s hair and mess it up, smiling in a lazy way when it stuck to that tanned forehead. “Me too…” Then Joe stopped, pulling out and lowering his face to Nick’s crotch.
“Can’t get anything on the carpet…” he heard and nodded, but he was barely done processing the information when hot wet saliva, smooth teeth, cheeks and throat, slightly rougher tongue were suddenly around his aching, throbbing member and then he was coming, body shaking uncontrollably as he stuffed his hand in his mouth and bit down hard to muffle his scream. Then Joe was inside of him again while his head was still reeling, moving inside of Nick like there was a fire and this were a safer alternative than running. He didn’t last much longer before Joe came, too, and he felt Joe’s spunk inside of him before all that muscle collapsed on top of him.
“Holy shit,” he whispered and Joe nodded, humming pleasantly before pulling out slowly and snuggling into Nick’s side. “Love you…”
“Love you too, baby.”