Title: Infectious Desire
By: flipflopadd1ct
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Porny drabble.

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Nick's first thought was that Greg was in heat, but then Nick remembered that Greg wasn't a cat, and then that notion was replaced with the sudden pressure of Greg's hand against the bulge in his jeans.

They were supposed to be doing this in their apartment behind closed doors, not on the building's second-floor landing. Anyone could spot them, could literally catch them with their pants down, but Greg's quick fingers were pushing Nick's shirt out of the way and starting on his jeans.

Jeans were shoved down to mid-thigh, boxer-briefs yanked down next: Greg was wasting no time in exposing Nick's cock. He didn't stop to admire it like he normally did, didn't nuzzle it or stroke it teasingly. Instead, with a quick lunge of his head, Greg managed to swallow most of Nick's length. Greg moved fast, desperate to get Nick to come as soon as possible. He used every trick he knew - wrapping a fist around the base and sliding up to cover where his lips were not, rolling Nick's balls with his free hand, groping Nick's ass in time with the bobbing of his head.

Nick was vaguely aware of his moans echoing up and down the stairwell but he was much more focused on what Greg was doing with his tongue. Nick was close, and when he groaned, "Soon," Greg pulled off Nick's cock, jacking him off furiously. His hand easily slid up and down the spit-slick skin, and with a mischievous grin Greg opened his mouth inches away from the head of Nick's cock, holding it in place as Nick shot right down Greg's throat. Unable to control himself, Nick shouted out loud as he came, both in the pleasure of orgasm and surprise in Greg's daring act. Greg wipe his mouth, hastily tucked Nick back inside his jeans, and slid up for a sloppy kiss.

Greg wasn't done with Nick just yet, though, and he grabbed Nick by the shirt and pulled him up the stairs, stopping at least once to press him against the railing to make out. They passed elderly Mrs. Peabody on the way up, who smiled "Hello" in her good-natured way, but her presence couldn't hold them back. Eventually they reached their landing, leaving the stairwell and fumbling for the keys to their room. Greg's desire was infectious and the apartment door had barely shut before they were both naked, Nick's cock already at full mast again as he pushed Greg down onto the bed with every intention to fuck him into the mattress.

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