Title: To have and to hold, again and again and again
By: glo-starz
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Rating: NC17
Summary: A peak into the honeymoon suite . . . For Tuppence who wanted honeymoon sex. Beta was the lovely essential_red. Full of lovely smut!

They stopped outside the hotel room door, giggling and buzzing from the alcohol and celebrations of the evening. Nick turns to Greg, brushing their lips together, then picks him up bridal style.

“Only right I should carry my bride over the threshold.” Greg giggles and nuzzles into Nick’s neck.

“Why am I always the girl?”

“Want me to answer that out here? Or want me to take you into that hotel room and show you?” Nick grins at him, watching Greg’s mouth drop open and his pupils dilate slightly. Even though he is safely wrapped in Nick’s arms he can feel him bouncing up and down, all energy and excitement. Nick gently kicks the door open and whisks Greg inside, laying him carefully on the king sized bed.

“Wow!” They look around the hotel room, knowing Warrick and Catherine had ‘borrowed’ the key card about a quarter of an hour ago. They had really done a number on the place. On the bedside table was a bottle of champagne, two glasses and a huge box of chocolates. There were rose petals everywhere and candles had been lit on the window sill, the curtains were open displaying the neon Vegas skyline. They’re on the top floor of the Bellagio in the honeymoon suite, so they can see all over Vegas but no one could see them. The view, and the preparation that Warrick and Catherine had put in, is stunning. On the pillows are a bottle of their favourite lube and some lavender massage oil and a wonderful smell is drifting through from the bathroom. Nick goes to investigate and comes back grinning, knowing that the bathroom is where the night will begin for them.

Greg is lying on the bed smiling, propped up on the huge pillows when Nick walks back in. He goes straight over to him, sitting down on the edge of the bed and reaching out a hand to play with his hair. He twists his fingers into Greg’s soft brown curls, letting his fingers brush his neck and leans in and kisses him, a slow gentle kiss. Greg’s eyes are shining, his smile full blown, and Nick can’t help but smile back at the beautiful man that is now his and his alone. He picks up the champagne bottle and hands Greg a glass which he has filled. Greg holds it up, giggling as the bubbles tickle his nose, then sips at the liquid inside. Nick pours himself a glass, thinking what his next move will be.

“You know Sunshine, I think this would taste so much better in the bathroom.” Greg looks at Nick, head cocked to one side, puzzled until Nick stands up and holds out his hand. Greg takes it and stands, following his new husband into the bathroom.

Once inside Greg can feel his stomach go into freefall and his heart skip a beat. The bath, a Jacuzzi style whirlpool one, is bubbling away, a mass of vanilla scented foam sitting on the top of the water. Instead of lights there are candles everywhere. On the edge of the bath are two of the fluffiest towels Greg has ever seen.

“Oh my god!” He wanders around the room looking at the things Catherine and Warrick have done for them. “I can’t believe they did all this for us.” Nick is beaming at Greg, wondering how someone so wonderful still didn’t quite get how much he means to everyone. But tonight Nick would show Greg just how much he means to him.

“Come here Sunshine.” He holds his arms open to Greg who puts his glass next to Nick’s and walks into them eagerly. He nuzzles Nick’s neck, placing small kisses all along his jaw line. Nick responds by rubbing the back of Greg’s neck, tracing the scars, while his other hand reaches inside the back of his tux and shirt, searching out all the sensitive spots hidden underneath. Greg is moaning onto Nick’s neck, so he places a hand under his chin and tilts his head so he can lean in and push their lips together. Greg responds hungrily, opening his mouth and sucking in Nick’s tongue. Their tongues play as Nick makes his next move.

He lets his hands drop to Greg’s shoulders and slowly pushes the tux jacket until Greg drops his arms and allows him to remove it. His hands then travel back to Greg’s chest, removing the tie and opening his shirt so the soft skin of his chest is revealed. He lets his fingers trace patterns over the muscles, feeling Greg’s breath hitch and a moan escape his lips. This is going just the way Nick wants.

Next he pushes the shirt off Greg’s slim shoulders and lets his hands explore. He traces the scars that cover his back and lets his fingers tease the trail of hair from his navel that vanishes below his waistband. Greg is kissing him furiously, his now free hands grabbing at Nick’s clothes, desperate to feel his skin against his.

“Hold on baby.” He breaks the kiss to calm Greg down, already knowing how he wants this to end and is isn’t here, standing in the middle of the bathroom.

Greg is hard, pushing his erection into Nick’s thigh, trying to get him to carry on. “Oh, don’t worry babe. It gets better.” Nick kneels in front of Greg and slowly, teasingly, unbuttons Greg’s fly. Greg shakes his hips letting his trousers pool at his feet. Nick unties his shoe laces and removes his shoes and socks, happily making the trousers follow them. He sits there, in front of Greg, staring at his beautiful cock, wanting to wrap his hand around it, suck it into his mouth, make Greg explode with pleasure.

And that’s what he does. He leans forward, letting his hand wrap around the base of Greg’s cock and begins to tug gently. Greg gasps and thrusts forward into Nick’s hand, wanting to feel more. Nick takes the hint and wraps his lips around just the tip, letting his tongue play around the head, licking that delicious spot just underneath and dipping his tongue into the slit, tasting his husband for the first time tonight.

He sucks Greg in further, the moans and whimpers signalling his approval at what is being done to him. Nick hollows his cheeks and pulls Greg even further in, feeling him buck his hips.

“Yesssss.” He hisses, rocking gently as Nick sucks. “God Nicky . . . More . . . Need more.” He knows what he needs and moves the hand around the base of the throbbing cock faster. The other hand reaches to Greg’s balls, gently rolling them between his fingers. Greg is gasping for air above him, his breath coming in pants. He knows Greg is close, and so desperately wants him to cum. “Shit Nicky . . . Nearly there . . . Need to cum . . . Please Nicky.” He hums with Greg deep in his throat and suddenly he feels Greg tense and cry out, then spasms overtake him, his legs trembling as he cums. His cock pulses in Nick’s mouth, emptying his hot essence into his throat. Nick swallows greedily, licking the sensitive head, milking the last few drops from him. Greg laughs, panting, and collapses onto Nick, unable to hold himself up anymore. Nick pulls him tight to him as his breathing returns to normal.

When Greg is back under control Nick helps him to his feet and into the bath. He leans back in the bubbles and sighs, the jets massaging him all over. Nick strips in record time, Greg watching him carefully.

“Christ you’re so hot Nicky.” As he watches Nick strip he reaches a hand under the bubbles and begins to stroke himself again, feeling his cock reawaken. “Just watching you makes me hard.”

“Same here Sunshine.”

Once his boxers are on the floor Greg can see how hard Nick is. He steps into the bath lying on top of Greg, once again joining their lips. Greg accepts the kiss eagerly, joining in and plunging his tongue back into Nick’s mouth. Nick can’t hold back any longer and begins to grind their hips together, rolling his cock over Greg’s. Small puffs of heated air escape Nick’s mouth as they kiss, until Nick has to break apart, the need for air overwhelming.

He continues to thrust into Greg, the water making the contact electric.

“Christ Nicky, faster, please.” The water is splashing all around them as they grind into each other, the pressure building as they near climax. Nick reaches under the water and starts to roll Greg’s nipples in his fingers, making Greg yelp and thrust into him harder. Nick groans, the contact feeling so good on his heated flesh.

“Oh Sunshine . . . I’m nearly there . . . I’m gonna cum.” Nick is ready to explode, he can feel his balls drawing up, the pleasure so intense as his cock slides over Greg under the vanilla scented water.

“Don’t stop . . . So close . . . Oh god.” Greg is moaning and thrusting, all self control gone. His second orgasm of the night rapidly approaching.

“Oh god . . . Oh god . . . I’m there Greg . . . Yesssss!” Nick cries out as he explodes under the water, his breath panting out as his orgasm takes over.
He buries he head in Greg’s shoulder. At first he lays there panting, Greg thrusting against him, then he begins to lick and suck on Greg’s neck, desperate for him to finish as well. A few more thrusts and a gentle bite just under his ear and Greg bucks hard, crying out as he spills his cum all over Nick.

They lay still for a few moments before placing a chaste kiss on each others lips. Nick reaches for a sponge and begins to clean them both gently. The water around them is beginning to cool so Nick stands up and climbs out of the bath. He takes one of the towels and dries himself, making sure Greg is watching, then hands Greg his glass back. They finish their champagne and Nick takes the glasses back to the bedroom. He comes back for Greg, holding his hand out to him and pulling him gently from the tub.

“Stand still Sunshine.” He says and slowly rubs the towel all over him, drying him as gently as possible. Once he is thoroughly dry he scoops him up again and carries him through to the bed, laying him gently in the middle.

“Lay back G.” Nick says softly, curling up beside him and reaching for the box of chocolates. “Which is your favourite?”

“You know that Nicky. Anything with caramel.” Nick takes the lid off the box and reads the card, then picks up a caramel heart.

“Open wide.” And he pops the sweet treat straight into Greg’s mouth. Greg takes it and sucks greedily on Nick’s fingers.

“Your turn.” Greg takes out a nut whirl and feeds it to Nick, who does the same as Greg, but this time he lets his tongue swirl around Greg’s fingers. Greg’s eyes flutter, remembering the sensation of that tongue half an hour ago on a very different part of his body. They feed each other half the box, their ministrations on each others fingers becoming more and more sexual. Nick is hard again and every time Greg takes a finger into his mouth his cock twitches and he moans out loud. He puts the lid on the box and leans over Greg to put it back, making sure Greg can feel how aroused he is.

“Nicky.” Nick looks at Greg, meeting eyes the same colour as the chocolates they have just been sharing. “Make love to me.”

“Any time Sunshine, any time.”

Nick crawls over top of Greg until he is laying cat like on him. He gently parts his legs with one hand and reaches for the lube with the other. He lays it on the pillow then picks up the massage oil. He kneels up so he is resting between Greg’s legs and pours some massage oil on top his hands, making sure to rub them together to warm it up. He starts at Greg’s feet, rubbing the oil into his skin, then slowly moves up, running his hands over Greg’s calves, then up to his thighs. He teases the juncture of his torso and legs, pressing lightly, making Greg squirm beneath him. When Greg begins to pant he moves further up. His hands stroke Greg’s stomach, dipping into his navel and playing with the lithe muscles. Watching Greg’s face flush with pleasure he decides to step things up a gear and reaches for his nipples. To start with, he rubs gentle circles around them, and when they are peaked he nips each one between a thumb and forefinger. Greg arches of the bed and cries out. His erection pushes up against Nick’s and he shudders, needing to be inside Greg as soon as possible.

He reaches for the lube and flips the lid open, squirting some of the cool gel onto his fingers. He pushes Greg’s legs further apart, placing his heels flat on the bed, and lets his fingers wander to Greg’s willing hole. He circles it with one finger making Greg whimper.

“Please Nicky.” Greg cries, and how can Nick resist that? He eases his finger into Greg, angling so it brushes his prostate. Greg writhes and gasps under him; he knows he is in the right place.

“More Nicky.” And he adds a second finger, scissoring them softly. The sounds Greg is making are going straight to his groin and he knows once he is inside Greg he’s not going to last long. Before Greg has a chance to ask, he slips in the third and final finger. It’s too much for Greg whose eyes roll back in his head and pushes back onto Nick’s fingers.

“In me . . . Now.” Greg has lost the ability to form sentences. All that exists is the heat and throbbing between his legs. Nick pours more lube into the palm of his hands and wraps his nimble fingers around his cock, slowly stroking until he is thoroughly coated and he can’t hold back anymore. He places the tip of his cock against Greg’s hole and enters him in one long thrust. Greg hisses out through his teeth and Nick moans loudly.

“Oh G . . . You’re so tight . . . Feels so good.” Nick starts slowly, but he has been hard for too long and the sight of Greg writhing on his fingers, well, he needs to fuck him hard, right now. He picks up Greg’s legs and throws them over his shoulders, fucking Greg with all he has. Greg is thrusting back against him, moaning Nick’s name over again.

“Fuck Nicky . . . Yes . . . Please Nicky . . . Yes.” Nick knows what Greg needs and wraps a hand around his cock, pumping him in time with his increasingly fast thrusts.

“Need you . . . To cum . . . For me.” Nick can’t hold back much longer. His balls are so tight, sparks are travelling up his spine and bursting before his eyes. The sight of Greg below him, flushed, panting and thrusting into his hand and onto his cock is the hottest thing he has ever seen. He strokes Greg faster, wanting him to cum, needing to feel the walls of his ass massaging his cock. He doesn’t have to wait long. Greg’s breathing hitches, his muscles tense and then his breathing stops. He arches off the bed, his back curved, his dick thrust into Nick’s hand as far as he can get it. “Nicky!” He cries, his cum shooting all over his stomach. The walls of his ass spasm, giving Nick’s cock the final push it needs. He shudders, his hips bucking and empties himself into his husband who moans at the feeling.

Nick collapses onto Greg and they twine themselves around each other, their bodies slick with sweat.

“Jesus Nicky.” Greg says, his breathing still fast, but slowly returning to normal. “That was amazing!”

“Well,” Nick says, a smile on his face. “You think that was good, wait until the honeymoon.”