January 2003
| Nobody But You
by coreopsis |
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Pairing: Brian/Nick Rating: NC-17 For the BSB songfic challenge. Takes place in September, 1998 for no good reason other than I wanted to. Thanks to Dara Q, Lancenerd, and Nautica for beta action and for putting up with me. Disclaimer: Fiction! I don't know the Boys and I'm not claiming any of this is true. ----------- Nick had had quite enough of Brian's obliviousness and he was ready to do something about it. He had given Brian exactly four months to recover from his surgery--a hell of a lot more than management did, that's for sure. And today was the day that Brian was going to cease to be oblivious, even if it killed both of them. Nick knocked hard and loud on the hotel room door, and almost growled when AJ opened the door and said, "What the fuck, Nick? You trying to wake the dead or what?" "Yes, I am," Nick said with a decisive nod. "That's exactly what it's like. Can you go hang with Howie and Kevin until it's time to leave for the venue?" AJ stared at him for moment and then shrugged. "Let me get a couple things and then I'm out of your way." Following AJ in the room where he started gathering some things into his backpack, Nick stood in front of the window and stared at Brian who was lying on his bed reading a book. After a moment, Brian looked up and smiled. "Hey, Nick. What's up?" AJ snorted, but Nick said nothing until the door swung shut behind him. "How're you feeling?" "Good. I'm good," said Brian with a quiet sigh that Nick had grown accustomed to hearing. He knew that Brian got tired of that question, but Nick couldn't help asking sometimes. "That's great. You say you're good, the doctors say you're good...so what the hell is your problem?" "Excuse me?" Brian sat up and gaped at Nick. "What are you talking about? Are you mad at me about something?" "Yep. Thanks for finally noticing." Nick crossed his arms over his chest and spread his feet a little further apart in a take-no-prisoners stance. "I've been in love with you for almost three years and have been wanting to jump you for nearly two and I'm sick of waiting for you to notice." Brian did not seem shocked. In fact, he nodded slowly and got to his feet. He walked over to Nick and looked up at him. "I sorta thought so." "Well, if you knew, why didn't you just say something? A yes so we could do something about it or a no so I could...stop...or whatever." Nick's confidence faltered a little because this wasn't going exactly as he had imagined. He pictured something along the lines of righteous anger on his part, heartfelt apologies on Brian's, and then lots and lots of hot sex to make up for the years that Nick had been pining. "Well, I kinda thought you had a crush on me about two years ago, but you were sixteen and I was twenty-one, and that's illegal." "Not where we were at the time." "Well, in my head and in my heart, it was still wrong." "But you did want to, right?" "I'm not saying that, just pointing out the problem then." Brian tugged on Nick's arms until he let them fall open. "After that, it kinda faded away. You started paying more attention to girls--" "Only in public, because I got the fear of God put in me. My actual feelings never changed." "I had girlfriends." "That's not my problem." Nick sighed and put his hands on Brian's shoulders. He leaned in until their foreheads touched and both of them nearly crossed their eyes trying to maintain focus. "I kept quiet because certain people who shall remain nameless made it clear that my being anything other than the strictly straight America's sweetheart would make your life even harder. So I lied and dated girls partly for you. I wouldn't have done it for anyone else." "You'd do it for yourself," offered Brian with a grin. "Well, yeah, that goes without saying." Nick pulled away before he forgot about talking altogether and did something crazy like kiss Brian senseless. He took a step back and said, "I cried when you were so sick and Lou, Johnny, and Donna kept wanting to push the surgery farther away." Brian did look at little surprised at that revelation, and also disbelieving. "You did not. You never cry." "I did too. I did it in private because I was so scared and worried about you." "Wow. I'm sorry." "It's not your fault. But do you believe me that I love you?" "Of course, Nick. I love you too." "And I'm in love with you, which is an entirely different thing." Nick could feel a flush crawling up his neck and over his cheeks and hoped it looked like righteous fury at how Brian had been cruelly ignoring his feelings instead of burning lust at the way Brian looked with his hair and t-shirt all rumpled from lying on the bed. The bed was right there behind Brian, looking really inviting. Nick looked at the bed then at Brian then back at the bed, then shook his head and tried to remember what else he'd wanted to say. "I can't eat, I can't sleep, you're driving me nuts and you don't even notice." "Nick, I--" "Wait," Nick interrupted, ignoring the indignant glare that Brian shot him. "Before you say anything else, can I just show you something?" "I've seen it, Nick," Brian laughed. "I suspect it's all that showering and changing together." Nick rolled his eyes and huffed out a breath too sharp to be a sigh. "Not my dick, you goof. This." And he took Brian's face in his hands and kissed him--deep and wet and dirty--until they were both breathing heavily. Nick pulled away and unashamedly reached down and adjusted the front of his jeans. Brian blinked and licked his lips, staring at Nick's mouth. He didn't say anything, so Nick shrugged and kissed him again. This time he put his hands on Brian's hips and pulled their bodies together so that Brian would be sure to feel the effect he was having. Although he was very preoccupied with sucking Brian's tongue into his mouth, Nick did spare a bit of attention to the promising feel of Brian's hands sliding down his back to grip his ass. When Brian tightened his grasp and ground his hips against Nick's, Nick moaned and dropped head to Brian's shoulder, kissing the side of his neck a little frantically as he thrust his hips back against Brian's. He opened his eyes and pulled away just enough to see Brian's brilliant smile. So far so good, and maybe this was going to turn out liked he'd expected after all. "Will you finally let me talk now?" Brian asked. Nick winced apologetically and nodded. "Good. There's never been a good time for us. You were too young or I had a girlfriend. I was worried and sick or we were all working ourselves into exhaustion. And even though none of those things are true any more--except the working and exhaustion part--we've been stuck in the groove of ignoring it." Nick opened his mouth to say something, but Brian grinned and said, "Nuh uh. Still my turn. So I guess we can give it a try now if you're sure this is really what you want. It could change our friendship a lot, and the guys are gonna tease us in more ways than you can even imagine. We'll have to hide it from the press, fans, and probably management just to be safe." "Okay. We'll deal with all that when we get to it." Nick raised an eyebrow and motioned to the bed. "In the meantime, I wanna kiss you again and I'd like to do it horizontally. And naked." "Naked kissing sounds good to me." Brian laughed and turned away to twitch the curtains just a little more shut. Nick stripped his shirt off and dropped his shorts to the floor so quickly that when Brian turned back, Nick was sitting on the edge of the bed in his underwear taking off his shoes and socks. Brian walked over and turned off the lamp on the table between the two beds, casting the room into a charcoal gloom. Nick turned around and crawled across the bed to turn the lamp back on, but Brian caught his hand before he reached the switch. "Leave it off." "It's too dark. I wanna be able to see what we're doing." Nick turned the lamp on and looked up at Brian who wore a solemn expression and still had his clothes on. He shifted into a kneeling position on the bed and reached out for Brian. He pulled Brian's shirt off over his head and gently laid his fingertips on Brian's chest. "You know all those showers and costume changes and stuff? I've seen it." "It's ugly and scary and--" "But you're not. I don't see a scar, Brian. I just see you." Nick placed a light kiss on the middle of the long red scar over Brian's heart. "And you're gorgeous. Now...come on and fuck me." "Nick!" Brian gasped and his mouth fell open, but Nick just unzipped Brian's jeans and started sliding them and his boxers down his legs. "What?" Now that Brian was naked, Nick slid his own undershorts off and lay back on the bed. "I'm not a virgin. I know what I like." "That's good, but I thought you might want to take it slow." Brian climbed onto the bed next to Nick as he spoke and propped himself up on one elbow and started exploring Nick's body with his free hand. "I've been taking it slow for years, Bri. I'm ready to go fast." Nick grabbed Brian's wandering hand and moved it down to his cock, achingly hard and already damp at the tip. He kissed Brian hard on the mouth and said, "Really fucking fast. We've got a lifetime to go slow." "Good point," Brian said with a husky laugh and kissed Nick back. Then he raised his head and frowned slightly. "I don't have any condoms or stuff like that." Closing his eyes briefly as long denied hunger consumed him, Nick scooted over on the bed and pushed Brian down onto his back. Then he lowered his head and took Brian's cock in his mouth, licking the head thoroughly before sucking the whole length in deep once before settling into a faster, shallower rhythm. Brian gasped Nick's name loudly and wrapped his hands in Nick's hair, using it like reins to direct his movements. If a stranger had done that it would have pissed Nick off, but this was Brian and he could do pretty much anything he wanted. So Nick did everything the way Brian wanted, slowing down to suit his tastes, and really Nick had no complaints because now he could savor the taste and feel of Brian--so long denied and finally his--in his mouth. He soaked up the clean-sweet-musk smell of Brian's body, the smooth skin of his hips, the firm bands of muscle and almost silky hair on his thighs. He lightly stroked the delicate skin of Brian's balls and rubbed his perineum with a fingertip until he arched and came with a gasp and shudder. Nick swallowed every drop and licked Brian clean before resting his face on his stomach. He felt like he'd been hard for hours and now it was more painful than just an almost pleasant ache. He clutched at Brian's waist and humped the bed a couple of times, but the horrible polyester blend bedspread made the friction unpleasant and not something he wanted to repeat. But then he didn't have to because Brian had slipped his hands under Nick's arms and was tugging him up higher on the bed. Nick pressed a sloppy open-mouthed kiss to Brian's stomach and moved to lie next to his brand-new boyfriend--and if he'd not been completely consumed with getting off, he'd have let his inner teenager have itself a squeal over that term. He flopped his head back on the pillow and sighed loudly. Brian bit him sharply on the shoulder and then licked across his collarbone while his fingers pressed against Nick's lips. While Brian sucked a bruise into the base of Nick's neck, Nick sucked on Brian's fingers until they were good and wet. Then Brian withdrew them with a wink and moved to lie between Nick's widespread legs. Giddy with anticipation and burning with need, Nick raised his hips as Brian bent his head. In a moment of perfect timing, Brian slipped his mouth over the head of Nick's cock as he pushed his fingers inside him, probing gently until he hit Nick's prostate. Nick exploded. There was no other word for it. He was sure that the guys would be really pissed at having to scrape little bits of him off the ceiling and walls, but really...it was worth it to feel that damn good. After the stunning release of tension, frustration, and desire, he couldn't make himself lift his head to look at Brian who was still licking his cock and balls, and even though he was so sensitized the attention was almost painful, he didn't say anything. He wasn't sure his voice would work at the moment anyway. He just hoped he found it before the show tonight or the guys would *really* be pissed and they might take it out on Brian who didn't deserve it because he was obviously an angel since no mere human could have gotten Nick off that fast and that powerfully and oh great, he was going to hell for fucking an angel-- "Nick. Nick. Nick!" Brian's amused voice finally penetrated the haze around Nick's brain. "You're babbling. About angels." If there had been an inch of skin left on Nick's body that hadn't been flushed already, the wave of embarrassment that swept through him took care of it. "Okay, no, see...ummm...I have no idea." "It's all right. Kinda cute," Brian said with a sweet grin as he wrapped his arms around Nick and laid his head on Nick's shoulder. "Nobody's ever called me an angel before. Nobody but you." "Well, they should have," Nick muttered as he dropped off into a much needed sleep. The end. Back |