Title: No Words
Author: bine83
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Spoilers: one little hint of season six’s episode “Rashomama”
Disclaimer: All rights belong to CBS. I don’t own the characters. This is just for fun!
Summary: Nick had a bad day and Greg is there to help him.
Beta: dixie_chickenne
Author’s Notes/Warnings: This is my second fanfic I have written, but it’s my first NC17 - Nick/Greg story. I never thought that I could write a NC17 story, but I had this crazy dream last week and I had to write it. =) I also want to say that English isn’t my first language, but dixie_chickenne helped me a lot to correct my mistakes and to make some sentences sound better. So, many thanks to her!

“Oh god, G’, what are you doing to me?”

“Relax Nicky, just relax, I’ll take care of you,” Greg whispered in Nick’s ear.

Nick didn’t really know how they ended up in his bed, both of them only in their boxers, panting and kissing. He knew that Greg had brought him home because his car had been stolen and although they found it, it was still evidence.

Nick asked Greg to stay a little, have some beers and just hang out together like they often did after their shift. They talked about the case and it became clear that Nick still felt guilty for what had happened; he said that he screwed up, that it was all his fault and that he had disappointed everyone.

Greg couldn’t stand to see his friend talking about himself like this. He tried to convince Nick that it wasn’t his fault, but it seemed that his words never reached him.

Nick slowly broke down in front of him; tears ran along his cheeks, mumbling words escaped his lips – words that Greg couldn’t understand. Either the alcohol or the exhaustion was speaking, probably both of them. But for Greg it didn’t matter, he wanted to help Nick, he couldn’t take it anymore, so he did the only thing that would stop Nick from talking. He took Nick’s head in his hands and pressed his lips hard against Nick’s.

After a few seconds, Greg pulled back, “I’m sorry Nick, I shouldn’t… I don’t know…”

“Greg, it’s okay, you don’t have to be sorry,” Nick smiled at him and covered Greg’s hands with his own, “I’m glad you did.”
They looked into each other’s eyes, both of them trying to find out what the other was feeling. Words seemed to have no meaning, not in that situation.

Nick caressed Greg’s neck with one hand and pulled him closer. When their lips met for the second time, Greg couldn’t help himself, he closed his eyes and slightly opened his mouth; it was such a great feeling to have Nick’s lips and hands caress his body.

Then everything went really fast, they kissed and began to undress each other on the way to the bedroom. Nick pulled Greg with him on the bed and carefully stroked his back and sides. Greg shivered at this new sensation. He worked his hand over Nick’s chest, slowly making his way down to his boxers. Sneaking his hand under the waistband, he began stroking Nick’s already half hard cock.

“Oh god, G’, what are you doing to me?”

“Relax Nicky, just relax, I’ll take care of you,” Greg whispered in Nick’s ear.

Greg pulled Nick’s boxers down and threw them on the floor, his own boxers not far behind. Then Nick pulled Greg up to him, kissed him long and deeply, both of them moaning and desperately trying to create a friction between their hot and sweaty bodies. There was no rhythm, no words, only touches, kisses and pure lust.

Suddenly, Greg took hold of Nick’s cock once again and brushed his thumb over the moist head. More pre-cum was building and Greg used it to lube Nick’s cock. Then he took his own hard cock and brushed it against Nick’s. He carefully wrapped his hand around both of their hardened members and stroked them slowly. But when he felt Nick’s hand on his ass and his tongue in his ear, he knew he couldn’t last much longer. He turned his head and kissed Nick hard on his mouth while his hand began to stroke faster and harder. He could feel how Nick was arching his back and with one last stroke, they both came.

They were both sticky with semen and sweat, but neither of them cared right now. They lay together, Nick still on his back and Greg half on him with his head on his shoulder, one hand caressing Nick’s stomach. Their legs were tangled together and neither of them wanted to lose that contact.

Nick didn’t know what to feel. He couldn’t understand how he deserved such a great friend like Greg, and he wasn’t sure about what happened a few minutes ago, but they could talk later about it. Right now, all he wanted to do, was to enjoy this feeling. He had never felt so happy and safe with another person before.

“You’re alright Nicky?” Greg asked, while he placed a kiss on Nick’s chest.

“Yes, Greg, I’m alright.” Nick smiled and stroked Greg’s hair.

“Oh, that’s good… but I think we need to talk about this… about us.” Greg said nervously.

“Yes… you’re right, Greg. And we will talk, but right now I only want to hold you and enjoy this moment, if it’s okay with you?” Nick asked and hoped that Greg would understand him.

“Sure, we can talk later. I’m also really tired and…” Greg smiled when he looked up and saw that Nick was already asleep. He snuggled closer to Nick; he loved the feeling of Nick’s hot and sweaty skin against his own and he wished it wasn’t the last time he could feel Nick in that way.

Greg lay his head back against Nick’s shoulder and a few minutes later he also fell into a deep and peaceful sleep. 


The End