Page 24 of Shock & Awe
“Jesus Christ, Nick,” Kelly gasped. His hands splayed against the wall.
Nick moaned, pressing his face into Kelly’s neck. He took advantage of the tension pouring off Kelly’s body, of the chance to let Kelly feel Nick’s cock pressing at those muscles.
Their panting breaths mingled together. Kelly’s strangled gasps were loud in Nick’s ears. He pushed his ass back, obviously liking the feeling and wanting more. With some patience and preparation, Kelly was going to be one hell of an entertaining bottom. Nick could imagine exactly what it would be like to stretch him out on a bed and lay into him.
“Kels,” Nick ground out, desperately fighting back his orgasm.
“Come on, Nick!” Kelly shouted. He reached back and dug his fingernails into Nick’s ribs, breaking the skin as he dragged them. Nick shouted and tightened his grip on Kelly’s neck, pulling his whole body away from the wall and then slamming him into it as he came.
Kelly talked the whole way through, mumbling to him, begging him, groaning and moaning. Nick held to him as they both gasped and grunted, as his cum spurted between Kelly’s legs and against his ass.
“Jesus fucking Christ that feels good,” Kelly finally panted.
Nick pushed away from him, taking hold of his shoulder and turning him to press his back against the wall. Kelly was biting his lip, his eyes fluttering as he tried and failed to keep them open. Nick stepped close and kissed him, diving into it. Kelly’s hands tangled in his hair.
Nick growled into the languid kiss. All sense of urgency had leaked out of both of them, and Nick’s palm was covered in cum that wasn’t his. He pulled away from the kiss. “You came, didn’t you?”
Kelly began to laugh, curling around Nick and pressing their bodies closer.
“Jackass,” Nick muttered against his lips.
Kelly stretched out on the lounger on the small balcony outside his bedroom. The stars winked overhead. The moon shone down, bright on his bare skin. It was cool enough that Nick had gone back inside for a blanket, because neither of them was willing to get dressed again.
Nick’s cum was drying between his legs. He’d refused to clean up because he wanted to feel it there. It was a singularly odd sensation, but Kelly was digging it. In fact, it was sexy as hell. He was all for new experiences, after all.
He was also pretty sure there was going to be a handprint on his neck. Bite marks on his shoulder. Jesus Christ, that was hot. And he’d actually been compelled to put Neosporin on Nick’s ribs where he’d drawn blood.
He heard Nick bang into something and cuss it up and down before stumbling out onto the balcony. Kelly snickered as Nick wrapped the blanket around his shoulders and cursed the table one more time.
“I’m pretty sure that wasn’t there before,” Nick grumbled.
Kelly laughed harder. “I’m pretty sure it was.”
“Shut up.”
“You’re high.”
“Oh, look at the pothead calling the kettle names,” Nick said in a singsong voice as he settled onto the wide chaise beside Kelly. They both laughed harder. Nick pulled the blanket over them, and the warmth of his naked body against Kelly’s was so welcome that Kelly turned into it. A moment later Nick had his arm under Kelly’s neck, giving him a cushion to rest his head on, and he wrapped his arm around Kelly to pull him closer. Their temples pressed together as they both looked up at the night sky.
“Jesus,” Nick muttered. “Even out on the water the stars aren’t like this.”
Kelly hummed in agreement and passed Nick the blunt they’d started on earlier. Nick brought out the lighter he’d retrieved with the blanket.
Kelly wasn’t sure he should have found it sexy to watch Nick light the thing. He’d seen him do it a hundred times before. They were the only members of Sidewinder who appreciated the intricacies of herbal refreshment, so they’d done this together a lot over the years, sneaking away and sitting under the stars to share a hit. But this was the first time Kelly had ever appreciated Nick’s form.
He was falling hard and fast and he didn’t care why or how. Wrapped up in this blanket under the stars, he could admit that. He always fell fast, though, and he knew Nick. Nick could smell someone falling in love from a mile away. Kelly had seen him bolt like a scared whitetail deer more than once, so he’d have to be careful.
Nick took a long drag as he stared up at the sky. His body was relaxing, settling into the lounger and into Kelly. He turned his head, placing the burning tip of the blunt into his mouth. He reached for Kelly’s chin, pulling him until their lips met. Kelly slid his fingertips against Nick’s cheek as they shotgunned the hit. Nick blew smoke into his mouth as their bodies curled together, then he took the blunt and pulled it away, stealing a languid kiss before Kelly got a chance to exhale.
They began to laugh even as the kiss continued. Nick pulled away, and Kelly turned his head to blow smoke into the night, laughing harder.
They lay curled together, sharing the blunt until it was gone and getting higher than the stars they watched, drawing warmth from each other when they probably should have been inside.
“This is good, Kels,” Nick finally murmured.
Kelly turned his head to peer at Nick in the moonlight. He was staring at the sky, the same way he always did when they’d wander off and lie down somewhere and get high.
Kelly grinned. “I grow it myself in the woods out back.”