Title: Simple Man
By: geekwriter
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Rating: R
Summary: Nick was a simple man when it came to his turn-ons.

If anyone had asked Nick's opinion on it earlier, he would have said he was totally not into stuff like that. Because it was strange and he was so not into strange. He was a regular guy. He was a simple man when he came to his turn-ons, and he didn't think the human body actually needed any adornment.

He loved kissing a man's stomach and feeling it contract beneath his lips, feeling the soft skin and the hard muscle underneath, and he never, ever would have thought that he'd get turned on by a ring of metal shoved through what was already, to him, pretty damn perfect, but there he'd been, on his knees in front of Greg for the first time, kissing his way down Greg's taut abdomen, running his thumbs along the perfect lines that connect his hips and his groin in a V, and he'd felt it against his lower lip. He'd pulled back and seen it, a silver ring in Greg's navel and, fuck, that had sent a jolt through him that he really hadn't expected.

He'd kissed Greg's navel ring over and over again, and even when he'd finally let his mouth leave it so he could suck Greg's cock his fingers had found the ring and played with it, slid it back and forth, tugged on it, and when he opened his eyes the sensation of Greg's cock heavy on his tongue and the sight of that ring of metal nestled so delicately into Greg's skin was so hot, so intense, that he came without even touching himself.

Greg seemed amused by how much his pierced navel turned Nick on. Sometimes at work he'd stretch just so the hem of his shirt would ride up and Nick could catch a glimpse of the metal glinting against his skin. When they were in public Greg would lean back and run his fingers over his stomach casually, as if he didn't know that calling attention to his stomach and the ring beneath his shirt drove Nick insane. And sometimes when he wanted to do something Nick didn't want to do-like go out dancing or talk about their feelings, he'd fix Nick with his most seductive stare and say, "But I'll let you play with my belly-button ring," and Nick always gave in, even though he knew he could pretty much play with it any time he wanted to.

So when Greg was standing naked in front of the bathroom mirror one day looking at himself, and he said to Nick, "I'm thinking about getting my nipples pierced," Nick didn't say what he would have if he'd never seen Greg's navel ring. If Greg had asked him before, had mentioned it back when they'd just been flirting shamelessly and not dating, Nick would have said no way. Nick would have been a little freaked out and thought it was strange and maybe a little gross and he would have told Greg that there was absolutely no reason anyone needed to shove a metal bar through their nipple.

However, all Nick did when Greg mentioned that he was thinking of getting his nipples pierced was come up behind him and slide his arms around Greg's slim waist, his thumb flicking at his belly ring. He looked at the two of them in the mirror for a moment, looked at the reflection of Greg's naked body before he tipped his head down and started kissing Greg's freckled shoulders and back. He trailed his tongue from one freckle to the next, slid it over the smooth, puckered skin of Greg's burn scars, suckled gently on the angle where his shoulder met his throat. He slid his fingers over Greg's navel ring and kissed his neck and said softly against Greg's warm skin, "That could be hot." And he didn't even mind it when Greg smirked, because he was a simple man when it came to his turn-ons, and he wasn't going to pretend he wasn't.