Title: Untitled
By: Caroline Crane
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Rating: PG

"Hey, G, what's this?"

Nick held up the old envelope box, top off and eyebrows raised and Greg couldn't be sure from all the way across the room, but he thought Nick might be blushing. Which was cute, if kind of predictable, but Greg crossed the room to get a better look anyway, weaving in and out of the boxes they'd spent their day off packing.

"My collection," Greg said, peering into the box before he looked up and grinned. "Don't tell me you've never seen sex toys before."

"Of course I have," Nick answered just a little too quickly, and Greg was pretty sure that meant he'd seen them, but probably not in person. Definitely never used them, at least not on himself, and this could be kind of fun. He watched as Nick reached into the box, fingers skimming latex before he looked up again. "You've washed these, right?"

Greg rolled his eyes and reached into the box, taking out his favorite dildo and holding it up. "What, you think I'm not going to take care of an investment like this? Nick Jr. here alone cost me over fifty bucks. And worth every penny, although not as good as the real thing, of course."

"Wait…you…" And now Nick was definitely blushing, cheeks as pink as the latex in Greg's hand and this was definitely going to be fun. "You mean you named that thing? After me."

"I always name my sex toys after the person I think about while I'm using them. The ones I use when I'm alone, anyway."

"So you…" Nick flushed even harder and cleared his throat, and Greg could tell he was picturing it. Then he reached into the box and touched one of Greg's vibrators, fingers curving around the plastic. "What about this one?"

"Nick."

"And this one?" Nick's hand shifted to the next toy in the box, eyebrow arched expectantly and when Greg shrugged he let out a surprised laugh. "Seriously?"

"You know what you do to me," Greg answered, matching Nick's grin with one of his own.

"So all of these…"

Greg shook his head and reached into the box, pointing to the first toy he'd ever bought. "That one's Kelly."

"But isn't that…"

"A butt plug," Greg prompted when Nick trailed off, rolling his eyes because Nick really needed to be able to say the words if he was ever going to have any fun with this stuff. He needed to loosen up in a lot of ways, but he was a little more relaxed than he had been when they started dating, and that was something.

"Which you named after a girl."

"Kelly Slater; he's a guy. World champion surfer?" Greg said when Nick gave him a blank look.

"Never heard of him."

Greg bit back a comment about Nick needing to get out more, making a mental note to dig out his surfing tapes as soon as they got his stuff moved into Nick's house. The sooner he was all moved in the sooner he could start working on getting Nick to relax, and introducing him to the art of guy-watching combined with sun and perfect waves was just another part of the plan.

"It's not important," Greg answered, turning on his most charming smile and arching one eyebrow suggestively. "So, you want to give any of this stuff a try? Or I could demonstrate on myself, if you'd rather watch."

Just like that Nick's blush was back, and Greg could tell there was at least a part of him that wanted to say yes. "Later," he said, voice cracking a little and Greg fought back a laugh. "We've still got to get all this stuff over to the house."

"Whatever you say," Greg answered, taking the box out of Nick's hands and putting the cover back on. Waiting he could do – he didn't even mind, because he knew it would be worth it, and after a whole day of thinking about it Nick would probably be up for pretty much anything.

He set the toys in the box that held his extra sheets before he reached for a marker, grinned to himself as he scrawled 'open first' on the sides of the box.