Page 28 of Shock & Awe
“I don’t care why or how,” Kelly grunted. “I like this. I like seeing you like this. I like . . . I like thinking of you like this. I want more.”
Nick opened his mouth to speak, but he seemed to struggle to say anything as his cheeks flushed.
“I’m serious, O.”
“I know you are,” Nick managed to say. He licked his lips and began to grin. Kelly’s heart skipped a beat as he recognized the look in Nick’s eyes. He had just decided to throw caution to the wind and follow Kelly into the fire, just like he’d done many times before. Damn the odds of getting hurt.
Kelly leaned and kissed him, wincing as his wound pulled with the movement. Nick pushed him back so he was against his nest of pillows again, still kissing him, his hands beginning to roam down Kelly’s body.
But soon Nick grunted in annoyance and shoved away from him. “I just really can’t do this properly until you’re better.”
Kelly grabbed for him and caught him by the collar. “Are you serious? How about improperly, then, because now I need it.”
Nick fumbled behind him and grabbed the iPad, plopping it in Kelly’s lap. “Watch more gay porn,” he said as he tried to disengage his collar. “It’ll calm you down.”
Kelly released him and slapped him on the side of the head, but Nick took the punishment and then rolled away, out of Kelly’s reach.
“Seriously?” Kelly cried.
“I don’t want to get carried away and hurt you again, okay?” Nick said as he straightened his T-shirt. He looked and sounded sincere. “Because I will. Last night was bad enough. I mean Jesus, you look like you got strangled, and I fucking bled, man.”
Kelly reached to the bedside table and grabbed a handful of bacon, chucking it at Nick with a laugh and a curse.
“Hey! I have to clean that up!”
“So get cleaning,” Kelly said as he grabbed a handful of cold, soggy eggs.
“Don’t,” Nick warned with a point.
Kelly quirked an eyebrow.
“Don’t you do it.”
“Come give me a cuddle with a happy ending.”
Nick was still pointing at him. “I will not be leveraged.”
“Cuddle,” Kelly said, waving his hand.
“I don’t negotiate with terrorists!”
“Come on, Nicko, come give me a manly cuddle.”
“Put down the eggs.”
“Promise I’ll get a cuddle?” Kelly asked.
Nick rolled his eyes. “Yes, just put down the eggs.”
Kelly grinned triumphantly and plopped the eggs back onto the plate.
“Now you’re disgusting, there’s no way I’m touching you.”
“I needed a shower today anyway,” Kelly said with a shrug. Nick rounded the end of the bed, watching him warily. Kelly gave him a sly smile. “Will you help me?”
Nick pulled the covers back and bent over him, pressing a kiss to his lips before growling, “I end up with egg on me and you’re on your own.”
“Deal,” Kelly managed. Nick hefted him out of bed, still kissing him, wrapping around him, growing more heated and pulling him closer. Before Kelly realized what he was doing, his hands were in Nick’s hair, grabbing on so he could kiss him harder.