Title: The Joy of Concerts
Author: Rpgirl
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Greg tricks Nick into going to a Nine Inch Nails concert, and the night ends with interesting results.

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Greg pulled Nick into the crowd of people. Nick looked like he'd rather be in prison than at this place.

"C'mon Nick, at least it's not Marilyn Manson." Greg said, as Nick glared at him.

"I can handle him...I can't handle these people." Nick said, as he pointed to a girl who was wearing a Morgan Le Fay outfit.

"What's wrong with them? I personally think it takes a lot of guts to dress up like that, and then go out in public." Greg said, as Nick laughed.

"Well look what you're wearing." Nick said, as Greg glared.

Greg's outfit was a pair of black vinyl pants, that left nothing to the imagination, a black shirt saying, 'NIN' and a pair of boots. He was wearing black eyeliner, and black nail polish. To sum it up, he looked like he just jumped out of a Marilyn Manson music video.

"You shouldn't of said you'd come, if you didn't want to." Greg said.

"I did want to come, just not to this concert." Nick said, as Greg rolled his eyes.

"Nine Inch Nails is great! Trent Reznor's a genius. It's going to be a whole lot better than that Dolly Parton concert you took me to." Greg said, as Nick laughed.

"The only reason you went is because you didn't know about it." Nick said, as they finally got to their destination.

The barrier, in front of the speakers. Nick thought it was a dumb place to stand when in a concert, although he'd never stood there before. Greg on the other hand, always made sure he was at that place.

"Why did I let you talk me into this?" Nick asked Greg.

"Because I fucked your brain out during it." Greg said, as he saw Twiggy walk to onto the stage, followed by the rest of the band.

The crowd screamed their lungs out, making Nick cover his ears. The crowd went silent a few seconds later, noticing Trent wasn't on stage. All of a sudden they started playing 'You Know What You Are'. Trent ran onstage, just as his cue came up.

Nick looked at Greg like he was insane, as he started belting out the lyrics with the crowd.

'Okay Nicky, one, you're at a strange concert. Two, people are fighting and you can't get to them. Three, your boyfriend has gone fucking insane. Nice situation you got yourself into.' Nick thought, as was pushed up against the barrier.

"Greg! I don't think we should be this close to the speakers." Nick yelled to his boyfriend.

He could literally feel the sound waves coming from the big amplifiers.

Greg just smiled at him, as the beat to 'Only' came on.

"Just try to enjoy it." Greg yelled back, as they once again were pushed up against the barrier.

'If I don't die first.' Nick thought.

Nick bobbed his head to the music. He'd admit that Trent's voice was kind of captivating.

He laughed at the song for a few minutes; Greg looked over seeing his laughing lover.

"What's so funny?" Greg yelled at him.

"This song." Nick said, as Greg smirked.

"See, it's not that bad." Greg said, as Nick shrugged.

"I still like Dolly Parton." Nick yelled, as Greg rolled his eyes.

"You'll learn the error of your ways." Greg said, as the song ended.

A weird beat filled the small area, as Trent yelled, "STARFUCKERS INC.!"

The crowd screamed their appreciation of the song. Another mosh pit starting a few people away from Nick and Greg.

Nick started laughing again.

'Wait until I tell Warrick, that I actually came to this concert with Greg.' Nick thought, as Greg held onto Nick's hand, putting it on the barrier. Nick smiled at Greg, who smiled back.

Greg started head banging, as Nick shuttered. He could vibrations going through the poles. Greg moved infront of Nick, pushing a guy back a little. The guy took Greg's place, head banging along with the rest of the crowd.

Greg leaned into Nick, who was actually enjoying himself a bit. The band had a lot of energy on stage. It was amazing how Trent could pull all of those crazy moves, and still full out sing. The only bad thing Nick could and would complain about was the constant shoving and pushing.

Greg banged his head, as the songs continued. A beat came on, one that Nick knew very well. He groaned as he finally realized what song it was. It was the song that was playing when he'd met Greg. 'Closer.'

Greg now said it was sort of like their song. Nick refused for it to be their song. Sorry but the words, 'I want to fuck you like an animal,' just didn't scream romantic to Nick.

Greg smirked up at Nick, and shifted a little backwards. Nick's eyes widened as he just stared at Greg in disbelief.

"You can't be serious!" Nick yelled, as Greg laughed.

"Nothing wrong with slight grinding." Greg said, as Nick's mouth dropped.

'That's it! He's getting it when we get home. Damn tease.' Nick thought as Greg 'innocently' moved a little more back. Nick moaned loudly, as his head fell on Greg's neck.

"You're going to be the death of me." Nick said, in Greg's ear.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Greg yelled back, as Nick grinded into Greg.

Greg grabbed onto the barrier, smiling to himself. Nick laughed at Greg quietly.

"Not so fun is it?" Nick asked, as Greg moved his hips back into Nick.

'Guess it is.' Nick thought, as Greg looked up at Nick.

He was smirking like a little devil.

"You fucking Devilette." Nick said, as Greg laughed.

"I'm male, not female." Greg said, as Nick kissed his neck.

"You are in this relationship." Nick said, as he grinded Greg into the barriers.

"I-I have no problem with that." Greg yelled back.

The song ended, but a new one automatically took its place. Nick could care less right now if the song had David Bowie in it. Greg was like some sort of drug, it was a good drug, a very sexy, good drug...that Nick couldn't get enough of.

Greg moaned at he felt Nick's hand creep down.

"Shit Nick." Greg said, "T-The show."

"Fuck the show." Nick said, "Next time they come around we'll come again."

"That sounded wrong." Greg yelled, as Nick bit Greg's ear lightly.

"I don't care." Nick said, as Greg pushed against his hand, "Wouldn't want to ruin your pants."

Greg glared at Nick, before looking at the band.

"Oh fuck it; I have all their albums anyway." Greg said, as he grabbed Nick's hand, pushing through the crowd of people.

"Greg!" A girl yelled at the very back, as she came up.

"Mal?" Greg asked, looking at the girl.

She was wearing a corset, with a miniskirt and thigh high boots.

"Yep."

"Since when are you into skank wear?" Greg asked, as Mal slapped his arm.

"I'm not, but it is Nine Inch Nails, you've got to dress up...why are you leaving?" Mal asked.

"Well we got called into work." Greg said.

"Oh that sucks. That means you won't be able to see the hotness that is Trent." Mal said, as Greg glared at Nick.

"I know. But its okay, I'm going to get compensation for missing him." Greg said, smiling sweetly.

"As you should, well I need to get back to the concert. See you Friday!" She said, as she pushed through the crowd.

"Who the hell was that?" Nick asked, as Greg walked to their car.

"That's Mal."

"I got that." Nick said, a flair of jealousy coming out.

"She's my cousin, Malaya. The one I told you about." Greg said, as Nick glared.

"I don't remember a Malaya." Nick said, as Greg looked at Nick.

"Malaya Young, she's my mother's sister's daughter. She goes to college here. I go out to the movies with her every other Friday." Greg said, as realization dawned on Nick's face.

"I remember now." Nick said, as the jealousy died.

"Getting jealous over a cousin, honestly." Greg said, as he spotted their car.

"You are the one who always says, 'Incest is best, but your sister to the test.'" Nick said, as Greg laughed.

"I never mentioned cousin. Plus, I was kidding." Greg said, as Nick opened the driver's side.

Nick drove out of the parking lot, and took the quickest way he knew of to the apartment.

Greg got out of the car, walking calmly to the elevator. Nick ran infront of him, and threw Greg over his shoulder.

"HEY! Let me down!" Greg said, as he hit Nick's back lightly.

"You walk slower than a snail." Nick said, as Greg shifted.

They got into the elevator, Nick pushing the number 3.

"Yeah and now I've got vinyl pants up my ass." Greg muttered, as they waited patiently for their floor to come.

"Did you go commando?" Nick asked.

"Yes. Vinyl pants and underwear do not go together. One it's uncomfortable, and two I do not like my underwear lines showing." Greg said, as the elevator doors opened.

Nick stepped out, and saw their neighbor.

"Hey Shawn." Nick said, as the younger woman laughed.

"What'd he do this time Nick?" Shawn asked.

"I was a tease." Greg replied, as Shawn started laughing.

"I'm going to go turn on the radio." Shawn said, as she went back into her apartment.

Nick unlocked the door to their own apartment, walking in and shutting the door behind him. He locked the door, and started walking towards the bedroom.

"Will you let me down, please?" Greg asked, as Nick tossed him down on the bed.

Just at that moment the phone rang, making both boys groan.

"Just forget it." Greg said, as he pulled Nick on top of him.

"What if it's Grissom?" Nick asked, as Greg laughed.

"Then he can talk to the answering...OH SHIT!" Greg said, as Nick's eyes widened.

Greg pushed Nick off the bed.

"GO ANSWER IT!" Greg yelled, as Nick ran to the phone. He literally lunged for it, as the first words came into the room.

'This is Nick and GREG STOP TOUCHING THAT!'

Nick picked up the phone, hearing laughter on the phone.

"Hello?" Nick asked, as the laughter subsided.

"Nicky I don't even want to KNOW what Greg was touching." Warrick's voice came through the phone.

"What's up?" Nick asked, as he took of his shoes.

"All of us are going out for dinner; do you and Greg want to come?" Warrick asked.

'Not that way.'

"Nah man, we just got back from a concert." Nick said.

"What concert?"

"Nine Inch Nails." Nick said, as Warrick started laughing.

"No man, seriously. What concert?"

"It was Nine Inch Nails, Greg tricked me into going." Nick said.

"Well I'll be damned. Was it any good?"

"They had good energy." Nick said.

"Nick! Whoever is on the damned phone, get off with them NOW." Greg yelled from the other room.

"Do something useful and get undressed." Nick called back, once he had covered the phone.

"Asshole."

Nick rolled his eyes.

"So are you and Greg tired? Are you just going to go to bed?" Warrick asked.

"Yeah we're pretty tired. But we thought we might do something before bed." Nick said, as Greg walked into the living room naked.

Nick's mouth dropped, as Greg just smirked at him.

"Nicky? NICK! Are you okay?" Warrick asked.

"Yeah. I just saw a spider; I was thinking maybe Griss would like it." Nick said, as Warrick laughed.

"Yeah he probably would. I called your name like fifty time, are you drunk or something?"

"No."

"So I guess I'll let you go, because we're leaving. Later." Warrick said.

"Later." Nick said, as they both hung up.

Nick walked into the kitchen and saw Greg sitting on the counter eating some Chocolate Cherry Truffle Ice Cream.

"You thought that was funny didn't you?" Nick asked, as Greg shrugged.

"Would've been funnier if it was Grissom. He can read us like a book." Greg said, as Nick took the ice cream away.

"Hey! Give that back! I don't steal your nasty Tapioca ice cream, so I expect to have the same courtesy." Greg whined, as Nick laughed.

"That's because you're afraid some will get on you."

"But Nicky, I found a big truffle." Greg said, as Nick looked into the carton.

He did see a big truffle, and smirked. He took the spoon and scooped it up.

"Here." Nick said, holding out the spoon.

Greg jumped off the cabinets, as Nick put the ice cream back in the fridge. He led Greg back to the bedroom.* Greg lunged for the spoon, but only got air.

"Are you sorry?" Nick asked.

"I'm sorry I made a fool out of you infront of Warrick." Greg said, as Nick put the spoon into his mouth.

He kissed Greg, who pried his mouth open with his tongue. They played with the truffle both tasting the sweet and salty piece of chocolate. There was a hint of cherry, and then Nick pushed Greg down onto the bed.

Nick kissed his way down Greg's body, licking his tongue down Greg's arousal, making Greg jump.

"Oh shit..Nick." Greg moaned, as Nick just smirked at him.

Greg rolled them over, so he was on top.

"No fair." Nick said, as Greg attacked his neck.

Greg tried to pull off Nick's clothes, but it was a loosing battle.

"Why won't your clothes come off damnit." Greg growled as Nick started laughing.

"Because you are on top of me." Nick said, as Greg pulled off Nick's shirt.

He got off of Nick long enough for the other to take his pants off.

"You went commando too." Greg said, as Nick shrugged.

"You rubbed off on me." Nick said, as he rolled ontop of Greg.

"Why can't I be on top?" Greg asked, as Nick rolled his hips into Greg's.

"Because you are the girl in the relationship." Nick said, as Greg moaned deeply.

"You are such a jerk." Greg said, as they started touching any uncovered piece of flesh they could fine.

"Only to you." Nick said, as he licked and nipped at Greg's ear.

Greg whimpered as his hips bucked up into Nick's.

"Ah! Shit Greg, don't do that." Nick said, as Greg kissed Nick harshly.

"This is all your fault. I wanted to be at the Nine Inch Nails concert.."

"You wanted to tease me." Nick growled, as he licked the sensitive skin under Greg's ear.

Greg gasped loudly, as Nick traveled to his neck.

"It's...your...fault...you looked so sexy." Greg said, as Nick laughed at him.

Greg pulled Nick up by his hair and kissed him.

"Stop teasing. I did enough of that at the fucking concert." Greg growled at Nick.

"I don't care." Nick said, as Greg glared.

"I swear I'll make you sleep on the couch if you don't fuck me already." Greg threatened, as Nick's eyes widened.

He'd used the same threat before, and Nick had faced the bad end of the threat.

"Where's the lube?" Nick asked.

"I don't know." Greg said, as realization dawned on his face, "I think we used the last of it the other day."

Nick let his head hit the pillow as he screamed his frustration.

"It's okay! We can get creative." Greg said, as Nick glared.

"With WHAT?" Nick asked, as Greg looked around the room.

"I don't know!" Greg yelled, as he spotted some lotion.

"This is the same as lube, so we'll use it."

"Hell no. I'm not hearing you complain that you wasted some of it on me fucking you. Do you remember what happened the last time we used your precious lotion?" Nick asked, as Greg growled.

"I.Do.Not.CARE!" Greg screamed, as he poured some onto Nick's hand.

"Fine, then don't bitch at me." Nick said, as he gently pushed a finger into his entrance.

Greg moaned, pushing against the finger. Nick laughed at him quietly, as he added another finger. He did a scissor motion, while kissing Greg softly.

Nick watched Greg's face for a minute longer, before kissing his neck. He started sucking and licking one spot, ensuring that there would be a hickey there. Greg moaned Nick's name softly, making Nick smile at his lover.

Nick added a third finger, making Greg groan appreciatively. Greg whined when Nick's fingers pushed against the spot that made Greg go insane. Nick almost started laughing at how much Greg sounded like a puppy.

He removed his fingers, Greg pulled him down for a harsh kiss. Nick moaned into Greg's mouth, as Greg slicked up his erection with the lotion. It was cold against his hot skin, making him shiver a bit. Greg positioned himself, spreading his legs slightly.

The phone ran again, Greg growled at it before flinging the bottle of lotion at it, knocking it off the hook. Nick laughed at Greg, who glared at him.

Nick pushed in slowly, making Greg moan loudly. Whoever was on the phone was getting an earful. When Nick was in all the way, they heard someone yell in the phone.

"OH MY GOD! THEY'RE FUCKING!" It sounded like Sara's voice.

Both of them started laughing, as Nick pulled out slowly and then thrust back in. Greg exaggerated a moan, as Nick laughed into his shoulder. Greg thrust up into Nick, making Nick groan.

"We should hang up the phone." Nick said, as Greg shook his head.

"They always interrupt us, so this is punishment." Greg hissed back, as Nick nodded.

Payback is a bitch.

Nick started up a rhythm that was neither fast or slow. Greg moved with him, over exaggerating a moan, as they both snickered. But soon their over exaggerated moans, turned into passionate cries.

"Harder Nick!" Greg cried out, as Nick pushed himself in at an angle.

"Shit Greg...I can't hold on for much longer." Nick hissed, as Greg kissed Nick.

"Then don't. I can't e-either." Greg said, as Nick went to grab Greg's arousal, finding that Greg's hand was already there.

Nick just chuckled to himself, as he placed his hand ontop of Greg's. Both men cried out as they both released, Greg calling out Nick's name. They had a few moments of hang time before collapsing on eachother.

"Hello? Nick? Greg? Did you guys die?" the voice asked, as Nick picked up the phone.

"Fuck off and go away." Nick said, as her heard two girls squealing in the background.

"Grissom is kind of pissed off at you two. He doesn't appreciate you guys screwing each other's brains out while someone is on the phone." Warrick said.

Nick opened his mouth to reply when Greg took the phone.

"Warrick, tell Grissom to fuck off, it's his own fault that he called while Nick fucked my brains out, and now I would LIKE to get some sleep. Good bye." Greg said, hanging the phone up. He then picked it back up, as the heard a dial tone.

Nick looked at Greg with a shocked expression. Greg shrugged and then snuggled into Nick's chest. A few minutes later when Nick was almost asleep, Greg shot up.

"OH MY GOD! I just told Warrick to tell Grissom to fuck off." Greg said, as Nick started laughing.

"Just lay back down. The rest of your message will tell Grissom that it was just post-sex talk." Nick said, as Greg groaned.

"I'm such an idiot." Greg said.

Nick spooned Greg once he'd laid back down.

"Yeah, but you're my idiot." Nick said, as they both fell asleep.

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