Disclaimer: They aren't mine, I'm only playing nicely with them. I'll put them back, clean and no worse for the wear. I don't make money, I only gain personal satisfaction from my writing.
Statement: This is another PWP. This one came from a job where I sit and stare at a t.v. for six hours on Friday (Work Study at school).
Boredom
"Derek, I can't take this anymore." Nick fidgeted on the couch. There had been nothing to do now for days. No new cases, no trouble, nothing. Nick couldn't take the inactivity any more. He had to do something. "I can't just sit here and read." Nick slung his book across the room.
Derek looked at the frustrated young man in front of him. He glanced over at Kat; she was studiously avoiding them, with a grin on her face. "What do you want me to do, Nick, conjure up something so you can fight it?" Derek asked the question, turning his attention back to his lover. Derek know Nick needed to blow off some energy. They both did.
Kat got up and calmly walked out of the room. She didn't want to interrupt them, and they couldn't do anything while she was there. She thought it was cool that they were acting like newlyweds. Both men had seen her tactful retreat, she knew. Now they could get down to business without interruption.
After Kat had left, Derek walked over to Nick and hugged him. Derek knew it wasn't what he needed or wanted, but it was all he could do in the living room. Nick looked at Derek and wiggled his eyebrows, reading Derek's thoughts. Derek smiled at the suggestion in his lover's eyes. Nick got up and pulled Derek behind him. They looked down the hall to make sure Kat wasn't coming back, and closed the door.
Nick pushed Derek onto the couch and kneeled before him. Derek ran his hands through Nick's hair and pulled him in for a kiss. Nick returned the kiss with intensity. Whey they broke apart for air, Nick ran his hands down Derek's covered muscular thighs. He ran his hands along the top and inside of Derek's thighs, until he ran into Derek's cock just starting to rise.
"Nick, not here. We can't..."
"Shut up, Derek." Nick enforced the comment by unzipping Derek's pants.
"Nick..." Derek swallowed the rest of his protest as Nick licked gently up the center vein on the underside of his lover's cock. Nick smiled up at Derek and made, and kept, eye contact as he lowered his mouth to swallow the throbbing muscle standing in front of him. Derek picked up a pillow and covered his face to muffle the groans. Derek knew that someone, Alex, or Kat, or the staff, would come running if they thought he was in trouble.
Nick swallowed Derek and slowly sucked on the way out. He stopped when only the head remained in his mouth. Nick ran his tongue around and over the tip, tracing designs onto the delicate skin. Derek just moaned and groaned; that's all he could do. Nick knew he was driving Derek nuts, he was doing it on purpose. When Derek started bucking his hips, Nick swallowed him as far down as he could. Nick worked his throat muscles around the head while his tongue and lips worked the rest. Derek's hips moved faster and harder towards Nick's mouth, showing his desire. Nick swallowed the hot liquid that Derek squirted down his throat. Nick loved the taste of the salty liquid; it always made him feel better after tasting it.
Nick looked up at Derek's sated face. "Now I feel better." Nick smiled at Derek's chuckle.
"Glad I could cure your boredom."
"Me too." Nick's grin got wider as he got up to open the door, waiting while Derek arranged himself. As he opened the door, Nick noticed Alex sitting on the floor outside it. She just smiled up at him and got up.
As she brushed past Nick she whispered, "Feel better?" The only answer she got was a kiss on the cheek.
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