Title: Greg Sanders, Slash Fan
By: flipflopadd1ct
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Nick/Greg & Danny/Martin (Without a Trace)
Summary: Nick finally understands why Greg loves Without a Trace so much.
A/N: Love ya Hannah! Thanks for giving me the idea, helping me write it, and beta-ing it!

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It was Thursday night. As usual, Greg was planted firmly on the couch, sitting Indian-style, holding the remote in both hands on his lap. Nick was puttering around the kitchen, talking on the phone. He held a hand over the receiver and yelled to the living room, "Hey, Greg! Hannah wants to come over for drinks!"

"Uh-uh. I'm watching Without a Trace."

Nick rolled his eyes and gave their friend Greg's answer, then he hung up the phone. "She says thanks for reminding her about it," he said as he joined Greg. Nick stood behind the couch, sliding both arms around Greg's neck. "I don't understand why you like this show."

"Look at those two!" Greg replied, pointing at the screen.

"Who?"

"The hot guys. Martin and Danny."

"You only watch it to drool over those two like some obsessed fangirl? I thought I was the only man in your life." Nick stuck out his lower lip in a mock-pout that Greg could never resist.

"Sit down and I'll explain," the blonde said, patting the space next to him. Nick hopped over the couch and sat down. "Okay. First of all, you're going to admit that they're hot."

"Fine. They are."

"But don't worry, cowboy, you're hotter," Greg finished, kissing him on the cheek. "Now, I'm going to give you some background. In the very first episode, Martin's a rookie so they all treat him as such. But you can tell, Danny likes him. Danny so wants him."

"And you know this...how?"

"Shhh. Let me talk. Anyway, their relationship doesn't pick up until the sixth or seventh episode, "Silent Partner." A guy goes missing who lives a double life, one on each coast. Our lovely couple goes to San Diego - great city, by the way - to follow up on his life there. Obviously, they must have fucked in the hotel room, because their relationship changes after that episode. Hey, that reminds me of that one conference where we did it for the first time..." A smile crossed Greg's face as he remembered that event. He shook his head and continued. "After that, you can tell that their more than just coworkers. It's all in the looks, the things they say to each other, the way they act around each other. I can't believe no one has figured it out yet."

"Greg, it's a television show."

"Well, Nick, I happen to like believing that those two hot men have something going on. Besides, it makes me wonder why no one has picked up on us yet."

Nick spluttered as he took a drink of his beer. "What? What do you mean?"

"Oh, come on Nick. We're as obvious as they are."

"But they don't exist."

"So? They've got very good techniques for subtle flirting."

"Whatever, man," Nick said, rising. "You can stay up to watch your show. I'm going to bed."

"Wait! Look at how Martin's looking at Danny!" Greg called, but it was to no avail. Nick had already disappeared into their bedroom. He stripped off his shirt and threw it in the hamper before undoing his jeans and letting them slide to the floor. Nick stepped out of his boxers and rummaged in his drawer for a pair of black basketball shorts. He was about to climb into bed - it had been a tough shift that day - when he noticed the computer was on.

Turning on the monitor, he found Greg's XP account up. His AIM was minimized along with MS Word. Intrigued, Nick decided to see what Greg had been writing. When it loaded, he was surprised at what he saw.

"Danny, I really don't think we should do this here," Martin started to protest, but he was silenced by a hand pressing onto the erection in his slacks.

"You want it as much as I do," the other man replied. "Besides, if anyone asks, we blame it on the traffic and they won't say a word." Danny leaned in and kissed Martin hard on the lips, slowly rubbing Martin's cock. Without asking he quickly, deftly freed Martin's throbbing cock from its fabric prison and wrapped his hand around it, starting with slow strokes before getting faster.

Martin moaned and bucked his hips into the touch. Suddenly, Danny wrapped his lips around the head of Martin's dick and slid down...

"Damn," Nick whispered as he adjusted the boner tenting his shorts. He was horny enough to jack off right there while reading the porn Greg had written, but he thought of a better idea. He printed the fic and walked back into the living room, whistling softly. Greg didn't hear him come in.

Nick stood behind Greg, who was still focused on the last few minutes of Without a Trace. Nick fondled himself through the soft material, before clearing his throat and reading, "Suddenly, Danny wrapped his lips around the head of Martin's dick and slid down."

Greg turned, wide-eyed at the site had Nick presented him with. "What are you reading?" he breathed.

"Oh, just something you wrote," Nick replied with an evil grin. "Why haven't you mentioned this before?"

"I...well, I...you see..."

"Shut up and kiss me." Nick hopped over the couch and pressed his lips to Greg's, working Greg's pants open at the same time. In a blur, both were down to thin shorts. Nick laid himself on top of his boyfriend and kissed him deeply again and moved his hips against Greg's. Nick knew he wouldn't last long but he didn't care, he just wanted to feel Greg under him and everywhere.

"Jesus! So this is what my slash does to you!" Greg groaned as Nick pulled Greg's cock out of his boxers. Nick didn't waste any time teasing, he just took as much as he could into his mouth and sucked hard. He rolled his tongue just the way Greg like and Greg squirmed beneath him. Greg ran his hands through Nick's hair as he experienced the best quick blowjob of his life. Nick moved down to suck and lick Greg's balls and that's all it took to make him come, with most of his seed landing in Nick's hair and streaking his face.

"Fuck, you look hot like that," Greg said. Nick smiled, giving him a dirty grin. The blonde moved in and licked his essence off Nick's face, then flipping the Texan over to give him a blowjob of his own.

Nick had been on the verge of coming since he first straddled Greg on the couch. He smiled widely as he took Nick's cock slowly into his mouth, savoring Nick's unique taste. Greg had always been a fucking expert at giving head, so it didn't take much for his orgasm to take over and shoot down Greg's throat. Greg swallowed it all, savoring the taste.

Nick ruffled Greg's hair and they kissed again as they laid in sticky mess on the couch. "Shower?" Greg asked, rubbing Nick's thigh in slow circles.

His boyfriend grinned. "Only if you write about it later."

A/N: We all know Greg's a slash fan ;) I will probably continue that Danny/Martin snippet and turn it into a whole smutty one-shot, if not more. Danny/Martin is my second favorite pairing :)

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