Title: Viewing Pleasure
Author: ullman
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Not Mine
Summary: Greg likes to watch.

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Greg squints his eyes and pretends to be asleep, making sure to include a few soft snores every now and again as he watches Nick enter the bedroom. Holding back a chuckle when Nick stumbles into something, he continues to gaze at the other man as he undresses quickly, carelessly throwing his clothing to the side before getting into bed.

Greg shifts a little to get a better look at Nick, who's lying next to him, naked and with no apparent intent of covering himself up. Not that Greg minds, he loves watching Nick and since he knows Nick isn't that big on being watched he wants to make sure he doesn't get caught. So he lets out another little snoring sound, hoping that Nick will buy it.

And it seems to be working, Nick's completely relaxed, yawning a little as he stretches fully, giving Greg an even better view. Focusing on breathing in and out at a normal pace Greg relaxes a little, until Nick moves again that is. It's just his hand, trailing down to his own groin, but when Nick's fingers start stroking his cock slowly, Greg can't stop himself from gasping.

Nick looks up immediately and Greg sighs with disappointment, even though Nick doesn't instantly remove his hand. Instead, he continues stroking his cock absentmindedly as he looks at Greg, one eyebrow arched. "What?"

At Greg's smug smile and little nod towards Nick's groin, Nick looks down, his face flushing. Greg grins, the grin turning into a frustrated groan when Nick takes his hand away.

"Don't stop on my account," Greg says.

Nick rolls his eyes at him, his face still red, and shakes his head. "You know that's not my thing,G."

Greg moves his hand towards Nick's arm, down to his hand and he takes Nick's hand in his, lacing their fingers together, squeezing the other man's hand affectionately before taking Nick's hand and guiding it back down to Nick's crotch

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"Come on, Nick. It's not like you haven't done this a million times before. Just pretend I'm not here."

Nick shoots him a shaky smile. "A million times, G? I'm not you, man." His smile widens when Greg frowns at him and he shrugs. "Besides, I can't pretend you're not here, G."

"Why not? Just think of whatever it is you think of when you're jacking off, Nick."

Nick's face flushes again, and for a moment Greg just stares at him, and when Nick turns his head to meet his eyes Greg finally gets it. "You think of me?"

Nick nods sheepishly, his embarrassment clearly visible.

Greg leans over to kiss him briefly, shaking his head at Nick's flushed face."Hey, that's cool. Don't think anyone's ever done that before." He pauses a moment before adding, "Not that I know of that is."

Nick doesn't answer him, but looks down at his crotch where their hands are still resting and he doesn't move his hand when Greg takes his hand away from Nick's and whispers, "Come on, Nick. Do it for me."

And it's not like he expects Nick to actually do it, because he knows Nick well enough to understand how uncomfortable something like this makes him feel. So, when Nick wraps his hand around his cock, and starts pumping it slowly, Greg stops breathing for a moment, a moan making it past his lips.

"God, Nick." He mutters, "You have no idea how hot that is." He has to force himself not to reach down for his own cock, which is now twitching almost painfully. Instead, he watches, mesmerized by the image of Nick jerking off. For him. 

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