Title: Whew (#036 voice for the lover100 challenge)
By: lin71
Pairing: Warrick/Nick (duh!)
Rating: FRAO
Warnings: none, no spoiler in sight
Disclaimer: Not owning them, never have, probably never will, although I know they'd have more fun if I did.
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, 8) Tell Me, 9) Night

The shift had ended about half an hour ago, and Warrick was just leaving the lab and heading back home, when his phone rang. Caller ID told him it was Nick. A phone call he didn’t expect, since they already had decided to meet up after work at Warrick’s apartment.
 
‘Nicky, what’s up?’
 
‘You alone?’ Nick asked, sounding angry.
 
‘Yeah, on my way home, why?’
 
‘Can you come over to the Hendersons and help out? I’ve been working a B&E here with Catherine. She was called away to some sort of emergency with Lindsey and while I was inside the house finishing up someone obviously thought it was funny to slash two of my tires. Probably wanted to make sure I really couldn’t get away from here. And of course I didn’t notice before all the officers had gone so I need a ride. Or another spare tire.’
 
‘I’m on my way. Don’t forget to take prints of your car babe.’
 
‘Already done,’ Nick answered. ‘I even bagged the knife, perp left it in my left rear tire. How long before you get here?’
 
‘Fifteen minutes tops.’
 
When Warrick got to the address that Nick had given him, he saw his man sitting next to his car. One tire already changed, other one still very flat. He quickly got out of the car.
 
‘Want some help changing that tire?’ he asked Nick.

The angry look on Nick’s face quickly faded when he saw Warrick standing there, tire iron already in his hand and ready to change the second flat tire. He nodded.
 
‘Would be great.’
 
‘Found anything usable on your car?’ Warrick asked.

‘Apart from the big ass knife I pulled out of my tire, I’ve got some prints off the back of the car and the tires, so I hope I can find out whoever did this. Asshole. Why pull a stunt like this when someone is trying to solve a crime?’

‘Babe, every time you think you’ve seen it all, mankind does something to surprise you again. And usually not in the most positive way. Did you happen to take pictures of any by-standers? Maybe it was one of them.’
 
‘Or maybe just the average nutcase that has a problem with law enforcement or some teenage kid with a bad sense of humor. It just sucks man, I wanted to get back to the lab, drop the evidence off and get over to your place. Instead I’ve spent an extra hour and a half fixing and processing my car and I still need to get back to the lab.’
 
‘Hmm mm,’ Warrick got over to his car to get the spare tire and rolled it over to Nick’s car. ‘Move over babe, I got this one.’
 
‘Show off,’ Nick muttered, while Warrick made quick work of changing his tire.
 
Warrick shrugged. ‘Try driving an old car with bad metal work for a few years. That got me about 2 flats every month. The junkyard owner and I were pretty much on first name basis after some time.’
 
He got up, slowly straightening his back. ‘You understand that I expect an appropriate thank you when we are home.’
 
‘A six-pack and some Chinese take-out isn’t gonna cut it, I guess?’ Nick answered, a smile forming on his lips.
 
‘Nope,’ Warrick said. ‘I was thinking more along the lines of getting an extensive massage by a very naked Nick Stokes. But a six-pack and some Chinese doesn’t seem like a bad start.’
 
Nick gave him a mischievous look. ‘You sure you didn’t slash these babies yourself just to get a big ol’ thank you?’
 
‘Because making sure you are home and naked a lot later than planned is good….how exactly?’
 
‘Okay, point taken,’ Nick admitted. ‘I’m gonna rush to the lab to drop this stuff off and I’ll be over as soon as I can.’
 
 


When Nick got to the lab, he quickly dropped all evidence related to the B&E off at Trace. He decided to leave the prints he took off his car in his locker, as well as the knife. They’d all been bagged and tagged according to procedure, and he wanted to sort it out for himself. No reason to bother any of his co-workers with something that could just as easily be a stupid prank pulled by some kid.
He somehow had a bad feeling about it though. The fact that the perp had left the knife in his tire, made it seem more like an act of violence instead of some stupid child’s prank.
He was sure the person that did this had to have waited in the area until he had his chance, since there had been police officers present at the scene almost the entire time.


Suddenly something dawned on him. There was a possibility the whole thing was caught on tape by the security. He quickly made a note of it and stacked it in his locker together with the other evidence.
He’d sort it out later.


He got over to Warrick’s apartment, only making a stop to get the food and drinks he promised. When he rang the doorbell, he heard Warrick yell from the living room.
 
‘Door’s open.’
 
Nick entered and was greeted with the sight of a half-naked Warrick, wearing nothing more than sweat pants, sprawled out on the couch. Immediately he felt arousal coursing through his veins, bag of food in his hand almost forgotten.
 
‘Like what you see?’ Warrick asked, caressing his own chest with one hand.

Nick swallowed, walking over to him. ‘You ehm, you wanna eat first?’
 
‘Sure,’ Warrick said, licking his bottom lip while looking intently at Nick. He sat up a little and moved his hand along the inside of Nick’s leg until he cupped his groin. ‘I could eat.’
 
Nick couldn’t hold back a moan at the sudden touch. ‘Jesus, Rick!’
 
Warrick smirked, not moving his hand. ‘I just didn’t say I wanted to eat right now.’

‘And what in the hell happened to your idea of me thanking you for fixing my tire?’ Nick said, voice slighty higher than usual.
 
Warrick shrugged. ‘I thought we could do with a small appetizer before dinner.’
 
‘Who exactly are you calling small here?’ Nick asked, trying to look offended. Warrick still hadn’t removed his hand, and started stroking Nick, who was getting hard quickly, through his jeans.
 
‘Not you baby,’ Warrick answered in a low voice that seemed to travel down Nick’s spine, almost making him shiver. ‘Nothing small about you. Now put down that food and come over here.’
 
Everything else forgotten, Nick sat down next to his lover. Warrick leaned in, hand still stroking, his mouth close to Nick’s ear, his breath hot on Nick’s skin when he spoke.

‘When we are finished with our food, I want to take all day to make love to you. I want you to massage my back and shoulders until I’m completely relaxed. Then I want you to give my ass the same treatment. Stroking the muscles with your hands, letting your fingers get closer and closer to where I want them while your hard cock slides between them, nudging my hole until I almost go crazy. ’

Nick hadn’t even registered that Warrick had opened his jeans, but he did notice as soon as he felt Warrick’s hand on his erection. Nick closed his eyes and let his head fall back on the couch, no longer able to resist.
 
‘And finally you give in. And I want you to hurry so bad, the need to feel you inside almost too much, but you won’t be rushed. You tease me, sliding only one finger inside and slowly moving it until I beg you to get another one inside.’
 
He looked at Nick. His face was flushed, eyes closed and his lips slightly parted. Warrick was equally aroused, but he didn’t want to come, not yet. He wanted Nick to come, needed him to come in order to be able to draw his pleasure out later. He himself wanted to come, preferably over and over, with Nick buried all the way inside him, staying there forever if possible. But the way Nick looked right now, obscene and beautiful at the same time, legs spread wide, fully clothed apart from his erection, glistening with precum, was a wet dream come true and making it hard to restrain himself. He took a few deep breaths to get himself under control, and continued.

‘The moment I feel your second finger enter me, I can’t help but push down on them. I’m so close to coming, so hard, the need for your hard cock inside me almost to much to bear. And I try to hold it back, I really try Nicky, but the moment I feel you pushing this,’ he tightened his grip on Nick’s cock a little for emphasis , ‘inside me, I just lose it. I come for what seems like an eternity.’
 
Nick couldn’t keep himself from thrusting into Warrick’s hand, the combination of that feeling and the images built by Warrick’s voice were bringing him to a peak quickly.
Warrick knew he was getting close, so he lowered himself a on the couch and without any warning he took Nick’s erection as deep in his mouth as he could.
 
Nick immediately started thrusting into his lover’s mouth, trying to keep some control so he wouldn’t choke him, but all too soon his movements became more frantic and seconds later he came, spilling every drop he had down Warrick’s throat.
 
He slowly gathered his breath again, while Warrick tucked him back into his pants.
 
‘Whew,’ he breathed, wrapping an arm around Warrick and holding him close. ‘What brought that on?’
 
Warrick kissed him, making Nick taste himself on his lover. ‘I meant what I said baby, I want to make love to you later and I want it to last as long as possible. And since I don’t know yet if something like a cock-ring freaks you out, I thought this would do the trick.’
 
A blush crept up Nick's cheeks. It doesn't, freak me that is, but ‘I’d say this worked too,’ Nick answered.
 
‘I know it did,’ Warrick stated with confidence. ‘I’m a pretty damn good.’
 
‘You really are modest, aren’t you?’
 
Warrick only chuckled.
 
‘What?’
 
‘Babe,’ Warrick answered, a hint of a smile on his face. ‘I made you forget about that bag of Chinese take-out you’re still holding in your right hand, didn’t I.’
 
Nick looked at his hand like he’d never seen it before. ‘Well I’ll be…’
 
Then he started laughing as well. ‘It’s probably for the best that we aren’t working together that often lately. I don’t even wanna know what could happen to little bags of evidence if I can manage to forget about a bag this size.’
 
Warrick took the bag from him and started to divide the little boxes between them.
 
‘I don’t plan on distracting you while we are working, you know.’
 
‘Just wanted to make sure,’ Nick said. ‘Now eat. I’ve got plans with you later.’