Title: Finger Fucking
By: Caroline Crane
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Rating: NC-17
Summary: pwp

"Harder." He grunts the word, pressing down as he says it and a hand catches his knee, right up underneath where the skin's soft, pushing his legs wider and wider until he's sure he'll split right open.

Another finger pushes in and he sighs into the burn, forcing his eyes open long enough to catch the intense concentration on Nick's face. He's pretty sure he could come just from that, but he fights back the urge because he wants this to last. Forever, if possible, but he knows it's not and when Nick finds that spot inside him he gasps and squeezes his eyes shut again.

A soft laugh breaks the silence and he smiles, eyes still closed and lips parted in a silent 'o' of pleasure as Nick's fingers work in and out in a slow, steady rhythm. He's going to die if he doesn't come soon – he knows he can't take much more, but if this is his last moment on Earth he can't think of a better way to go.

Nick's fingers press a little deeper, dragging a broken moan out of him and he had no idea it was possible to stretch open that far. It feels like he's being pulled apart in the best way possible, Nick's free hand still pushing his knee up toward his chest and warm lips ghost across the side of his calf.

"Touch yourself," Nick murmurs, and Greg's cock twitches at the sound of that voice as he reaches down to obey, hand on his cock and he hears the shaky moan Nick lets out as he watches Greg's hand moving faster and faster. Nick's fingers are still working in and out of him, finding a rhythm and he matches it with his own strokes, pressing down with each thrust until white sparks flash behind his eyes and he comes, whole body shaking with the release.

He thinks he might black out for a second or two, because when he opens his eyes again his legs are stretched out on the mattress, whole body limp and he's positive he couldn't move even if he wanted to. Nick's mouth is on his stomach, licking him clean and murmuring words like 'beautiful' and 'incredible' and a whole litany of other things that Nick Doesn't Say, and God…his fingers are still buried inside Greg.

He gathers the last of his strength and squeezes hard around them, laughing against Nick's mouth when the other man moans and leans up to press their lips together. Then he's pushing Greg's knees apart with his free hand, and Greg knows this is only the beginning, but there's nowhere else he'd rather be.