Title: Tell me (#086 voice for the lover100 challenge)
By: lin71
Pairing: Warrick/Nick (duh!)
Series: 1) Rough Case, 2) Visiting Nick, 3) The Evening After the Morning Before, 4) The New Guy, 5) Honesty, 6) Seize the Opportunity, 7) A Night Out
Rating: FRAO
Summary: The boys get home from their night out. Not much to summarize, just smex, lots of it, in fact.
Warnings: none, well, maybe keeping a cool drink nearby is an idea *evil grin*. Oh, and un-beta'd, as always.
Disclaimer: Not owning them, never have, probably never will, although I know they'd have more fun if I did.

After saying goodbye to Dan and a renewed promise from Warrick to call him the next day, Warrick and Nick left the club in search for a cab.

‘So?’ Warrick said, walking close to Nick but not touching him.
 
‘So what?’ Nick answered.
 
‘So, what did you think about tonight?’
 
‘I’d say it was pretty eventful,’ Nick said, trying to keep a smile from his face. ‘I mean, you’ve met an old friend, we’ve had our movie of the week moment, a few drinks and a dance and we ended the evening almost with a bar fight.’
 
Warrick chuckled. ‘Well, if you put it that way, it does sound like a whole lot of fun.’
 
He looked at Nick, and saw a sparkle in his eyes. ‘Wanna do this again next week?’
 
Nick looked back at him, grin on his face. ‘Hell yeah, if we can skip the part with the police officers entering the building.’
 
Warrick put his arm around Nick shoulder and pulled him closer. ‘I swear I never saw anything like that happen before baby.’
 
He was surprised by the feeling of Nick’s hand sliding in his back pocket and even more surprised when Nick kept it there as they walked on.
 
‘I know Rick. I only hope he keeps his trap shut at work.’
 
Warrick shrugged. ‘And if he doesn’t, we’ll deal with it somehow. But I really don’t want to think about that asshole Leon right now, Nicky. I wanna find a cab and get us home as soon as possible.’
 
‘Your place or mine?’
 
‘Yours is closer,’ Warrick answered, lifting his arm to haul a cab.

 

 
Twenty minutes later they entered Nick’s house. Nick walked directly to the couch and was about to sit down, when Warrick’s husky voice stopped him in his tracks.
 
‘Nicky’
 
He turned his head and saw Warrick standing in the middle of his living room.
 
‘I’m not done dancing with you. If you put some music on, I’ll get us something to drink. Whiskey okay?’
 
At Nick’s nod, he walked off to the kitchen, while Nick headed for his cd-collection. He didn’t have too many cd’s that could be used for a romantic night at home, but he knew he couldn’t go wrong with some old soul. After some rummaging he found what he was looking for, and by the time Warrick got back from the kitchen the first notes of Otis Redding’s ‘these arms of mine’ sounded through the room.
 
‘Baby!’ Warrick sounded genuinely surprised. ‘I didn’t know you even had this kind of music.’
 
Nick tried to look offended. ‘I can do more than just line-dancing, you know.’
 
Warrick tried to come up with some clever response, but the moment he felt Nick’s arms close around him, the need to have the last word kinda left him. He wrapped his arms around Nick and rested his forehead against his lover’s for a moment, before Nick turned his head a little to rest it on Warrick’s shoulder. Slowly their dance got more intimate, Nick’s breath ghosting Warrick’s neck and causing the hairs on the back of his neck to stand up. Warrick’s leg in between Nick’s and his hand on Nick’s lower back, pulling him closer until they were flush together.
The music was the only sound they heard for a long time, and when Warrick finally said something, it almost caused Nick to jump.

‘Nicky?’
 
‘Yeah?’ Nick’s voice sounded almost drowsy.
 
‘You know what I would like to do?’
 
He felt the shake of Nick’s head against his neck.
 
‘I want to know what you want baby. I’m gonna take you to your bedroom, but I’m not gonna undress you or touch you anywhere or do anything unless you tell me to.’
 
Nick looked up at him, mouth dry all of a sudden. He never had a lover that was so willing to do whatever it was that turned him on. On the other hand, he had never been very vocal about his desires in the past, and telling Warrick what he wanted was something that both scared him and turned him on. But just like before, it seemed like Warrick could read his mind.
 
‘The awkward feeling will pass Nicky,’ he purred. ‘Just remember that whatever you say to me in the bedroom, stays there. Nobody will know except for me and you know I’m not gonna judge you.’
 
Warrick’s voice went straight to his groin, and again Nick felt himself being slowly pulled out of his comfort zone and not giving a damn about it.
 
‘Let’s go to the bedroom,’ he said to Warrick, loosening his hold of the other man a little. Warrick immediately complied, releasing Nick from his grip and following him to the bedroom. He pushed Nick gently on the bed and took off his shoes and socks.
 
‘You just lie there. All you have to do is talk to me. Tell me what you want, how you feel, how I make you feel.’
 
Nick blushed bright red. ‘Rick, I don’t know if I can do this. I never..’
 
Warrick interrupted him. ‘Nicky?’
 
Nick looked up at him.
 
‘Have you ever fantasized about me being here with you? Maybe dreamt about it, about us having sex, making love?’
 
Willing himself to keep looking into Warrick’s eyes, he answered. ‘Yeah.’
 
‘Close your eyes and tell me.’
 
Nick closed his eyes and started, voice a bit hesitant. ‘At the end of a shift I get home. I am so tired that I fall onto my bed fully clothed and fall asleep instantly. I wake up shortly after that, sensing there’s someone else in the room. I open my eyes slowly, in case it’s some weirdo, but then I see it’s you. Standing at the end of the bed. Undressing yourself.’

‘Like this?’ Warrick asked, slowly unbuttoning his shirt, stroking his chest and abs. Nick couldn’t resist opening his eyes.
 
‘Yeah, just like that.’
 
‘Then what?’
 
Nick swallowed. ‘You unbuckle your belt and open your pants. And since you’re going commando I immediately get a view of your hard on. You kick your pants off and slowly start stroking yourself.’
 
‘Like this Nicky?’ Warrick’s breathing started to sound a bit heavier.

Nick kept his eyes on him and watched his lover slowly stroking his cock.
 
‘Yeah.’ Nick’s voice wasn’t more than a sigh. His own cock was just as hard, and aching to be touched. He had to close his eyes again.
 
‘Then you get over to me, not sure if I’m still sleeping, and you open my shirt but you don’t take if off.’
 
Warrick immediately got over there and started on Nick’s shirt, opening it one button at the time and caressing every inch of skin he exposed, making Nick arch into his touch.

‘You’re awake now baby,’ he murmured.
 
‘You lay down on top of me and you kiss me, hot and wet, and after a while you start on my neck, kissing and sucking on the skin.’
 
Nick felt a warm strong body lay down on him within seconds. Warrick’s breath ghosted his mouth for a short while before they took possession of his lips. It wasn’t tender, it was rough and full of passion and it made Nick move his body against Warrick’s, trying to get some kind of friction. The moment Warrick noticed, he ended the kiss.
 
‘You didn’t say anything about that, baby,’ he whispered. ‘If you want it, you have to say it, and if not, you have to lie still.’

Nick stilled his movements and surrendered to Warrick’s touch again, concentrating on his lover’s mouth and tongue moving from his jaw to his neck, licking and sucking on the sensitive skin. He knew it would give him a few visible marks, but right now he couldn’t care less. His fantasy and every other coherent thought had left him by now. All he wanted was to get lost in the feeling that his man was giving him.

‘Lick your way down my chest and stomach, and take off my pants,’ he panted, shyness completely replaced with the need of more pleasure by now. ‘Just…just don’t touch my cock yet.’
 
Warrick slid down the bed a little, trying to find a way to take some pressure off of his own throbbing erection that was begging for attention by now, licking and kissing the skin on Nick’s chest. Then he moved to Nick’s nipple and without further warning he swirled his tongue around the hardened nub before gently biting on it.
 
‘Ahhh….’ Nick moaned. ‘Do that to the other one too.’

Warrick slowly mad his way across Nick’s chest, meanwhile opening his pants and sliding them down a little. He lifted his head a bit to look at Nick.
 
‘What do you want baby?’
 
‘I want you to take my cock in your mouth.’

Warrick nodded and slid a little further down, taking Nick's pants off. ‘Can I get one finger inside you Nicky? No more, just to let you know how fucking good it feels?’
 
Nick didn’t answer, however the nod of his head spoke volumes, as did his arm, reaching out to his night stand to search for lube. After some rummaging he found what he was looking for and tossed it to Warrick.
 
‘Just go slow, okay?’
 
Warrick didn’t answer, he grabbed a pillow and propped it under Nick’s hips before he lay down between Nick’s legs.
 
‘This will make it easier baby.’ He said, while stroking the inside of Nick’s thighs. His mouth so close to Nick’s cock that Nick couldn’t help arching up to try and close the distance. Seconds later Nick felt his lover’s tongue swirling around the head of his erection.
 
‘Rick, please darlin’, I need more,’ Nick panted. He felt torn between wanting to see everything Warrick was doing to him and just letting his head fall back with his eyes closed, focussing only on what he was feeling.
 
Warrick immediately took him as deep in his mouth as he could, moving his mouth up and down Nick’s length in a tantalizing slow pace. Without stopping his actions, he put a royal amount of lube on his finger. He brought his hand down and started rubbing his finger against Nick’s tight opening. After a while he felt Nick was relaxed enough to get his finger inside, and he slowly entered him, making sure Nick didn’t feel any discomfort.

Nick couldn’t help but tense a little, making Warrick stop at once.
 
‘I’m not hurting you, am I?’ he asked, looking Nick in the eye.
 
‘No, no….. please keep doing that,’ Nick was downright begging now. Warrick brought his head down again, licking Nick’s cock from base to tip before closing his mouth around him again. He moved his finger in the same slow pace, trying to draw Nick’s pleasure out as long as he could.
The moment he felt his finger hit Nick’s prostate, he knew it wouldn’t last long. Nick was completely lost in pleasure, no longer controlling his movements, bucking up into Warrick’s mouth one moment, pushing down on his finger the next. Warrick had never been so turned on just from giving head, but the way Nick looked, felt, sounded, was getting him harder by the moment.

‘O God, Rick, please don’t stop,’ Nick groaned. ‘Keep….doing…that.’
 
Warrick relaxed his throat to take Nick in all the way and started humming around him while he kept moving his finger inside Nick. It turned out to be more than Nick could take. Crying out Warrick’s name, he came deep inside his lover’s throat while clenching down on his finger.
When he gained consciousness again, Nick opened his eyes to see Warrick still between his legs, sitting on his knees and very hard. At first Nick didn’t understand what he was waiting for, but then it dawned on him that Warrick was waiting for him to tell him what to do next.
 
‘Touch yourself darlin’,’ he said, locking his eyes with Warrick’s. ‘Make yourself come while I watch you.’

Warrick closed his hand around his almost painfully hard erection and started moving in a quick pace.
 
‘I’m not gonna last baby,’ he panted. ‘Just looking at you getting off almost made me come already. I… aahhhh…oh fuck… Nicky!!
 
And with that cry, Warrick came, shooting his cum all over his hand and Nick’s abs, before he collapsed on top of his lover. Immediately he felt Nick’s arms close around him, holding him until all aftershocks subsided.
After a few minutes, Warrick lifted his head a little.
 
‘Gotta clean us up baby, or we’ll be glued together when we wake up. And I’ll admit I like the idea, but it won’t be very practical.’
 
Nick reached for a box of tissues on the nightstand and tried to clean them up without them moving more than strictly necessary. Warrick rolled off of him, but only to take him in his arms right away.
 
‘Thanks Nicky,’ he whispered.
 
‘For what?’ Nick asked, surprise in his voice.
 
‘For trusting me. For letting me take you somewhere even though you’re uncomfortable and for daring to try something new. For feeling comfortable enough around me to say what you want, for loving me, heck, even for using endearments.’
 
Nick looked him in the eye. ‘That’s because I do love you Rick.’
 
‘I know baby. I love you too.’ He tightened his arms around Nick a little. He felt Nick stifle a yawn against his shoulder.
 
‘Wanna sleep?’ he asked Nick.
 
‘Yeah,’ Nick answered, already half asleep, voice drowsy. He had his head on Warrick’s shoulder and his arm across his lover’s chest.
 
‘Night baby.’