Fic: Electric Motion (The Forsaken, Nick/Sean, PG)

Dec 13, 2005 19:19

Title: Electric Motion
Fandom: The Forsaken
Pairing: Nick/Sean (duh)
Rating: PG13
Summary: There's nothing Sean wouldn't do for Nick.
Author's note: The first of a series of prompt fics. This one was requested by superslothic. I know Kerr/Fehr was your first choice, but the prompt spoke to Sean for some reason. Hope that's okay.



He thinks a lot about what will happen if they don't find Nick's Forsaken. They don't talk about it, because there's no point and the few times he's tried to bring it up Nick's just changed the subject. And when Sean doesn't let him change the subject Nick just tells him to shut the fuck up, then he spends the rest of the day in brooding silence and it's just not worth it. Because they've only got so much time together, whether they talk about it or not, and he doesn't really want to waste it fighting.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't think about it. He does, more than he really wants to, nightmares of Nick turning in the middle of the night waking him in a cold sweat. Or when he's wide awake, sitting across a table from Nick or watching while he takes his meds, and Sean's mind will flash on an image of Nick's teeth sinking into his neck.

His cock twitches every time he pictures it. He tries not to think about what that says about him.

He pictures other things too, crazy scenarios like handcuffing Nick to whatever he can find in some seedy motel and tracking down his Forsaken on his own, killing the bastard in the hope that somehow he'll be able to reclaim Nick's soul even after he turns. And they're not a hundred percent sure it wouldn't work, so he's willing to give it a try.

Then there are other times, when they've given up for the day because they're so exhausted they can't drive any further, when they find a cheap motel and lock themselves in for the night. And sometimes Sean passes out without even taking a shower, only to wake with a start half an hour later to find Nick watching him.

Like he's been bewitched or something. Or maybe like he's already turned.

Sean never panics when it happens. He tells himself it's just because he's still half asleep, but he's never been all that good at lying to himself, and maybe that's why he doesn't miss L.A. Because back there it was all lies, all fabricated lives that people invented for themselves, and here it's just him and Nick.

Just Nick, staring at him like he's trying to memorize everything about Sean, or maybe just like he's trying to decide where to bite first. And a shiver rolls through Sean whenever he thinks it, but he never moves. Never tries to get away, not even when Nick leans in and breathes hot against Sean's neck. Against his cheek and then his lips, and Sean swallows hard against the swell of…something and leans up to let Nick take whatever he wants.

So far Nick's kissed him every time, hard and demanding, hands moving over Sean's clothes, then under to press hot against his skin. But he knows there's a chance that one of these nights it will all change, that he'll wake up to find Nick watching him with that same look on his face, only this time he'll want something else.

And the sick part is that Sean knows he'll give it to him, because at least that way he won't have to give up Nick.

forsaken, fic, fic: forsaken

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