Title: Cream
Author: RealmofRed
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Rating: NC-17
Summary: It's Nick's birthday, and Greg has a surprise for him...

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Darkness surrounds Nick. Black, inky, velvety, wrapped-around-your-body-like-a-lover darkness. He wishes he could open his eyes. He struggles to see, but the blindfold is too secure. He wants to see what his lover has in store for him, but a part of him anticipates what he can only feel, not see. The sexual and emotional tension in the room is palpable and thick. He senses movement, and a gentle but firm hand pushes him back on the bed. His head sinks into the pillow. He hears a click and feels something warm and wet on his chest. The aroma of his massage oil drifts into his nostrils. A finger traces a trail through the oil, moving down to Nick's stomach, and his breath catches in his throat. The touch is light and sensuous. A stream of oil slips down Nick's side, tickling him. He jumps slightly.

"Shhhhhh", a voice whispers. The finger on his flesh become a pair of hands and they rub the oil into his skin. The hands move slowly upward, grazing Nick's sensitive nipples. He moans. The hands flutter over his ribcage and move down to his stomach. One hand pauses just above his pubic area. The hand moves in a slow, lazy circle, applying a slight pressure. Nick's cock twitches. The hands then slide up to grasp his nipples again and he arches his body into the touch. When his torso is slick and glistening, he feels his lover straddle him. Another flat, muscular chest rubs against his. The oil makes his lover's body slide against Nick's. The heat of the flesh is exquisite. Nick moans low in his throat as lips meet his in a soft kiss. Nick knows those lips, the taste of that gorgeous mouth. He feels a tongue trace a path along his bottom lip, alternately licking and sucking. He moans again and reaches out. Strong arms pin him to the bed.

"Stop", a voice whispers. Not his lover's voice. Nick realizes that it is not just the two of them. There is someone else in the room. The voice holds an echo of recognition, but Nick can't quite place it, it's so soft. A tingle races through his body. His cock grows harder. The mouth that was just on his has moved down to his jawline, kissing, licking, tasting. He then feels another tongue run along the bottom of his foot. It runs up his instep, nibbling on his ankle, then takes his big toe and draws it into the warm wetness of a stranger's mouth. Nick groans as his lover mashes his mouth into his, forcing his tongue into his mouth. The kiss is intense. Nick feels like his lover is devouring him.

The other person is moving up his legs, stopping to taste his skin, sucking on the sensitive area behind his knee. Nick's breath is coming faster. He can't believe how turned on he is. Lips move higher, achingly slow. His hips arch upward, his cock begging to be engulfed. But not quite yet. He feels a nibble on his inner thigh, then a tongue brushes his balls. He can feel the pre-come oozing from his cock. His lover grabs him and runs his thumb over the head, spreading the wetness. His lover lets go, and when something touches his lips, it's a thumb. He can taste himself. His lover kisses him again, and guides Nick's hand to his own cock. Nick strokes his lover, feeling the hardness. His lover moans into Nick's mouth as they kiss hungrily.

The tongue on his balls moves to the underside, teasing that spot that is super sensitive on Nick. The tongue moves back over his balls, and then takes a long slow lick up to the tip of Nick's rigid cock. It swirls around the head, dipping into his slit to taste Nick's saltiness. Just when Nick can't stand it anymore, the mouth engulfs him. He groans as that exquisite mouth takes all of him in, sucking hard as it moves back up his shaft. Nick's hand speeds up on his lover's cock, and he gasps. That mouth makes love to Nick, tasting him, stroking him, making him want to come but not wanting it to end. That mouth just seems to know what Nick likes, what makes him crazy with desire. He feels that maddening build in his balls and that mouth knows, does it ever know, how to get him off. He arches his hips upward and spills into that mysterious orifice. As he thrashes about in orgasm, he hears his lover grunt and feels his hot juices run over his hand. The mouth drinks every drop of Nick, licking him clean.

"Mmmmm", the voice whispers. Nick feels someone get up off the bed, and a few second later the door opens.

"Thanks", Nick's lover says as he heard the door click shut. He kisses Nick slowly, tenderly, and removes the blindfold. Nick blinks and looks deep into Greg's eyes.

Greg smiles. "Happy birthday baby. I hope you liked your present"

"....b-but, who, what, oh my god, ummmm...." Nick stammers, too overwhelmed to speak coherently. Greg leans in and kisses him. "Don't worry, as long as you enjoyed it. I love you Nick".



The next day Nick wanders into the breakroom at work to get a cup of coffee. As his mind replays the events of the previous night, he shakes his head, trying to place where he heard that whisper before. Gil pokes his head in the doorway, smiling.

"Did you have a good birthday, Nicky?" Gil winks at him and continues down the hall...

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