Title: How to set up a TV
Author: Rpgirl
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Rating: PG
A/N: Before my muse gets out another angsty story, let's try something happyful! This is another one for csi_nikki, I'm fighting to get out of the angsty mood. I swear!
Summary: Greg tries to set up a new TV so he can watch a concert.

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Greg hit the TV on it's side. He was muttering obscenities in all the languages he knew. Which were Norwegian, English, and Hebrew. Nick looked on with an amused expression on his face.

"G, would you like som--"

"NO! I'm perfectly capable of doing it." Greg pouted, as he tried to fix the wires.

"I know how to fix it u--"

"I know you do. I just want to do it myself damnit." Greg said, yelping at the shock that went through his body.

"Did you just get shocked?" Nick asked, smirking at him.

"You shutty." Greg said, as Nick laughed.

"Always count on you to use bad English." Nick said, as Greg whined.

"I just want to hook this up in time for the Marilyn Manson concert." Greg said, "But this modern piece of shit won't let that happen."

"I thought you liked modern things?" Nick asked.

"Not when they shock me!" Greg said, "Then it's fair game!"

Greg glared at the TV.

"It's not everyday that they play the (s)AINT music video on TV Nicky." Greg said, as Nick laughed.

"It's not everyday I get to see you this flustered about nothing." Nick said, as Greg stood up.

"Fine, if you know everything about it, then fix it." Greg said, as Nick smiled.

"Gladly." Nick told him, as he walked over and pushed in the plug. He turned on the TV with a smirk.

Greg's mouth was open as he let out a frustrated scream.

"G, you did most of the work. You just needed to plug it in." Nick said, as Greg glared.

"You could've just told me that." Greg said, pouting.

"I tried to, you wouldn't let me." Nick said, pulling Greg to him.

"I'm sorry." Greg said.

"Will I always come in second when it comes to Marilyn Manson?" Nick asked, as Greg laughed.

"What are you talking about? You've always been number one." Greg said, smiling at Nick widely.

"What about when it comes to Jared Leto?" Nick asked, as Greg smiled at him sheepishly.

"You still come in first place....he's in second." Greg said, "Here's the thing Nicky, I'm with you, not with them. Besides that, neither can do a southern twang like you."

"You love my southern twang? I thought you hated it." Nick said.

"I love everything about you. Especially your ass, your ass will have to stay." Greg said, smirking.

"Your mind is always in the gutter."

"It's a good place to live." Greg said, as they sat down.

"Do I really have to watch this?"

"Yep. You might get a surprise in the music video." Greg said, as Nick threw him a look.

Why would he be surprised by the music video?

A/N: There's one more part to this. This came to mind because my friend Matt tried to hook up his TV so he could watch a Marilyn Manson concert.

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Not a lot of things shocked Nick Stokes. His father and mother accepting him didn't shock him. This...did. His Greg, HIS Greggo, was on TV...licking Marilyn Manson's neck. Greg was in a miniskirt, licking Marilyn Manson...and kissing his neck. This shocked him beyond all things.

Greg was smiling widely, as he looked at Nick. He hoped Nick understood now why he wanted to fix the TV. A giant grin made it's way onto his face.

He visibly see that Nick was getting turned on. Greg crawled over to Nick slowly. He felt the other jump when he felt someone kissing and licking his neck. He looked at Greg, who was busy sucking on a place on Nick's neck. Nick moaned deeply when he felt Greg hand slide into his pants.

"So what'd you think about the video?" Greg asked, fondling Nick's balls.

"I think...uhh..I think we should make our own." Nick said, as Greg pushed him down on the couch.

"That's a good idea." Greg said, kissing Nick thoroughly.

Nick let Greg do whatever he wanted, since he was the star in this. Greg took off their shirts so fast, that Nick didn't even register it. Greg attacked Nick's chest, teasing his nipples to the point of Nick almost crying.

Greg unfastened Nick's jeans, while kissing Nick's already swollen lips. He pushed them off, letting Nick kick them off the rest of the way.

Nick and Greg had learned a long time ago to go commando, just in case they felt like be spontaneous. Nick had his hands at Greg's pants pulling them down quickly. He needed to feel Greg's skin against his. Nick kissed Greg sloppily, as they grinded into each other.

"Oh shit..." Nick moaned out, as Greg buried his head in Nick's shoulder.

Greg smirked at Nick, feeling around for the lube they kept under the couch. Nick tried to flip them, as Greg remained immobile.

"I don't think so." Greg said, kissing down Nick's jaw line.

"What do you mean?" Nick asked.

"I just want to ride a cowboy." Greg whispered in his ear, while grinding their hips together, which elicited a moan from Nick.

Greg poured some onto his hand, and coated Nick's cock. Nick's hips bucked up, as Greg let go.

"Not yet Nicky." Greg whispered.

"You...are...an evil tease tonight." Nick said, as Greg laughed.

"Baby, you haven't seen nothing yet." Greg said, lowering himself onto Nick.

The initial burn hurt like hell, but Greg continued anyways. Once Nick was fully in, he bucked his hips into Greg. Greg moaned loudly, putting his hands on Nick's chest for leverage. He started impaling himself onto Nick's erection, little mewls making their way out of his throat.

Nick was trying desperately not to roll them over and take control. Greg's pace was killing him though.

"G...go faster." Nick groaned, as Greg smirked.

He went faster, their skin smacked together. Nick gripped Greg's hips pushing him down even harder onto his shaft.

Greg whimpered a little because pain just shot up his spine. Nick kept on pulling him down though, Greg went with him forgetting the pain.

Nick grabbed at Greg's arousal blindly, stroking it in time with their thrusts. Greg was mewling and moaning. They were both so close that it almost hurt. Greg moaned loudly as he came all over their stomaches. Nick whimpered when he felt Greg tighten around him, making him cum deep inside of Greg.

Greg whimpered as he felt something sting inside of him, he made Nick pull out before collapsing on him.

"I think..you tore something..not sure. Was that better than the music video?" Greg asked, yawning.

"I think I have no competition between Marilyn Manson anymore. To bad it only came on once." Nick said, as he was almost asleep.

"I own the video." Greg said.

Before they fell asleep they heard a knock at the door.

"Fuck off!" They both yelled at it, as the knocking stopped.

They cuddled up into eachother, falling asleep instantly.

A/N: I'm dedicating this part to a great author, and reviewer, csi_nikki. Thanks for the reviews hun!

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