Author: D
Pairing: Kevin/Nick
Feedback: If you can spare the two seconds;)
Rating: donno, dude. Never was good with the rating system.
Notes: A request by my friend Heath...
Disclaimer: I wish! Ya, don't know 'em, don't know anything about them, although I know a friend of a friend.....no I don't
Warning: It's SLASH.....m/m 'situations' 'relationships' as well as strong language *swearing*
Kevin stretched languidly out on the lawn chair by the pool, and wondered vaguely if the plastic strips holding him up were leaving marks along his chest. Screw it, they'd go away. Nick traipsed by him, casting a shadow.
"Move," Kevin ordered in a slurred, sleepy voice. "Blocking sun."
"Mono-syllabic much?" Nick asked.
"Blocking two syllables," Kevin pointed out. Nick sighed, and moved obediently.
"You know, if you stay out here too long then you're gonna get a sun burn," Nick informed, frustrated. Kevin had already been out for an hour. "That could eventually lead to cancer..."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Kevin said, then raised and arm and moved his fingers to form a beak. The 'beak' followed his words. "Blah, blah, blah, blah, bla....bl...b."
"Come on!" Nick insisted. "Come inside before you burn."
"No."
"Lookit, jackass. If you burn, do not, I repeat, do NOT! come crying to me."
"Pshhh!"
Three Hours Later.
"NIIICK!!" Kevin wailed, crying like a baby. "Oh my God, it huuuurts! Make it stop stinging!" Nick growled out his frustration. Kevin was squirming around like a child, trying to escape treatment.
"If you don't fuckin stop moving, then I damn well can't help, can I?" Nick exclaimed, clutching onto Kevin's arm.
"Ow!" Kevin yelled, jerking away. He jerked too far, and the skin on his back wrinkled, shooting hot pain through him. "OW!" he shrieked, pushing himself back onto his stomach. He pouted into the pillow.
"This is your fault, you know. If you hadn't have been such a moron and come in when I told you to, you would have been fine," Nick admonished, gently laying a cold cloth on the bright red flesh of Kevin's back. He really didn't know what he was supposed to do about a sunburn, which actually surprised the hell out of him when he thought about it, but hey, it couldn't be that hard, could it?
"Whatever," Kevin grumbled.
"I mean, what kind of fucking moron falls asleep in a stupid lawn chair, for 3 hours, after being warned, and above all! without having sun screen on? Huh? HUH?"
"Okay, I get your point!" Kevin exclaimed. He thought about lifting his head, and continuing, or even moving his head to the side, but the memory of the pain kept his face planted firmly in the pillow. "Okay, I understand that I had to lie down...." Kevin began again.
"Ya," Nick responded after a moment, prompting Kevin to continue.
"But I didn't need to come all the way upstairs and lay on the bed." Nick looked over Kevin's prone figure. Kevin had spread himself over their bed on his stomach, looking positively.... Nick gave himself a small mental smack.
"Yes, you did," Nick said with a slightly evil grin.
"Okay, fine, whatever, but I sure as hell didn't have to be naked." Nick's smile widened, trailing his eyes over Kevin's tight, bare ass.
"Oh-ho, yes you did," Nick informed him. He gave Kevin a quick slap on the butt, drawing a low groan from him that had nothing to do with the pain of a sunburn. Slaps were the third favourite thing Kevin liked to have done to his ass, not including the obvious one. In reverse order the things Kevin liked to have across his rear was a slap, fingernails, and teeth. But he was getting off track. Now that he was in nursing mode, nothing could distract him...well, if he knew what the hell he was supposed to do that was.
"Hey, Nurse Ratched," Kevin said. "Get back to what you're supposed to be doing!" Lotion, Nick supposed. Ya, now he remembered. Lotion.
"Right," Nick exclaimed, and ran out of the room. He searched through the cupboard and quickly came up with what he needed. Something out of the corner of his eye kept him there for a moment. He stared at it intently. Yes, or no? Hmmmm.
"Nick!" Kevin wailed again. "Come on, please!" Nick grabbed the tube and walked back into the bedroom. Kevin had managed to turn his head to look at him, and the things he was carrying. "Lube, how the hell is that gonna help my sunburn?" Kevin questioned, sarcastically.
"Well, I'm sure I can find a use for it that will take your mind off your back," Nick informed him with a guilty little smile. So much for Nurse Mode.
"Come on, Nick, my back hurts," Kevin reminded with a whine. Nick scraped his nails up the back of Kevin's right leg and over his ass. The older man's breath hissed inward. "Nick," Kevin ground out, already pressing himself against the bed. Nick raked his nails up the other leg, and Kevin groaned, pushing his butt up to meet the hand. Nick pushed him down, then brought over the lotion with him, straddling Kevin's legs, effectively pinning him to the bed. He shook the tube of lotion, then flipped open the cap, before pushing the lotion out of it's bottle, making random designs on Kevin's back. Kevin's breath caught in his throat as the cold cream met his heated flesh, giving him icy relief for a moment. Nick gave a little giggle, then replaced the cap before tossing the bottle aside. He leaned forward, and smoothed his hands over his lover's back. The lotion quickly turned warm under Nick's hands, but Kevin didn't really notice. He didn't really notice much, even the pain. All he noticed was that Nick's hands felt wonderful roaming over his skin. He felt himself growing harder every second that Nick's hands continued their journey. Nick leaned up close to Kevin's ear as he circled the older man's shoulders.
"Back still hurt, baby?" Nick whispered, running his fingers over Kevin's sensitive neck. Kevin just grunted in response, moving his head slightly to give Nick more access. His breath was quickly becoming quite ragged, and he was moving around restlessly. Nick tried to hush him, but was unsuccessful.
"I want to turn over, Nicky," Kevin groaned. Nick chuckled slightly, watching him struggle. "Fuckin' sunburn, I swear to God..." Nick easily stilled him with a hand on his shoulder.
"I kinda like you this way," Nick told him. Kevin could hear the wicked little smile in Nick's voice, and groaned when he pictured it in his mind. It didn't help that his cock was hard as hell, and there was no possible escape from being pressed against the bed. He felt Nick's nails against the skin of his rear again, and he became impossibly harder.
"Nick," Kevin groaned, wishing he were in cuffs, at least then he would be able to move somewhat.
"What?" Nick purred, hovering over him while massaging his rear.
"Please, Nick," Kevin begged, moaning when Nick pressed his groin into Kevin's backside. A second later, he felt Nick move downward, and he tensed in anticipation. He felt that sensation he was longing for as Nick's teeth nipped at his skin and slid along each cheek. "Oh, God, Nick. Again," he begged. Nick obliged, smoothing his hands along the trail his teeth took. "Nick, please. Just do it."
"What do I look like, a Nike ad?" Nick teased, pulling off his shirt. A low growl came out of Kevin's throat, making Nick move faster with his pants.
"Now is not the time..." A finger pushed into his ass, and he choked on the end of that sentence.
"Now is the time," Nick told him, working his lubed finger around inside of Kevin. He quickly found the prostate, and stroked it gently. Kevin shuddered. "Have I mentioned how much I like you in this position? It's never happened before, has it?" Kevin shook his head against the pillow. With one hand, Nick managed to put on a condom. "Hold on, this won't feel to shit hot at the start," Nick whispered, pulling out his finger, then positioning himself at Kevin's entrance. Slowly, he pushed in, taking care to hurt his partner as little as possible. Kevin grit his teeth together, not wanting to make a sound that would cause Nick to stop. He needed this too much. Nick slowly bent, and licked up Kevin's spine, blowing cool air onto the wet trail as he straightened back up. "You okay?" Nick asked quietly. Kevin nodded haltingly. Nick bit his lip, but his painful erection spurred him on, demanding release. He slowly began to pull out of Kevin, loving the feel of the tight opening clenching around him. When he had almost completely withdrawn, he paused, teasing Kevin a bit, waiting until he moaned his dislike of the situation, before shoving his cock back into its favourite hiding place.
"Harder," Kevin grunted. Nick just kept up his steady pace, ignoring Kevin's order. "Harder!" Kevin thundered. Another smile crept over Nick's lips, and moments after pulling out, he pounded back into Kevin, knocking the wind out of the older man. He repeated the action, a little harder this time. Kevin's head knocked the baseboard.
"Too hard?" he questioned innocently. Kevin simply moved his hands to the wall to stabilize himself, then shook his head.
"Don't stop," he ordered breathlessly. Nick continued to pound into him, getting off more on Kevin's grunts and groans than the tightness of his ass. He watched as Kevin's hand slid under his body, to grasp his own rock hard erection.
"Ya, baby," Nick said in a low voice. "Make yourself cum. Touch yourself. You know I like it when you do that."
"God, Nicky," Kevin breathed, stroking himself. "I'm so close."
"Good." Nick thrust faster, feeling himself tighten as Kevin's muscles clenched even harder around him. Suddenly, Nick screamed out Kevin's name, emptying his seed into his lover's bowels. Seconds later, Kevin moaned his release into the pillow. Careful not to collapse onto Kevin's bright red back, he withdrew and rolled precariously to the other side of the bed, breathing heavily. He looked over at Kevin, who was already half asleep. "If that's what happens when you burn your back, I am never making you come in the house again," Nick told him, stroking his face.
"Ya, but what about cancer, and the fact that now my back AND my ass hurt?" Nick smiled at him evilly, then put his hand up to Kevin's face in the form of a beak.
"Blah blah blah..." He leaned over and lovingly kissed his now sleeping partner.
