You're Making Me High

You're Making Me High

Pairing: Shane/Nicky

Rating: NC- 17

Warning: Sex

Lyrics: Toni Braxton - You're Making Me High

Nicky lay down on the bed with a heavy sigh. It had been a long day, 18 hours to be exact. One of those video shoots, so half the time had consisted of waiting around.

At least they had separate hotel rooms for once. Nicky reconsidered. Was he really happy about that? No company… no Shane. Shane.

Just the thought made him feel all hot and fussy. Aroused. His smile, his laugh, his eyes, his lips, his nose, his hair, his clothes… He could go on forever, Shane was just perfect.

‘Man, what are you thinking?’ Nicky cursed himself as he reached his hand to try and relieve the pressure forming in his pants. ‘Pull yourself together, Nicky. You can never have him. For God’s sake, you’ll just end up hurting yourself…’

However much Nicky cursed himself, it couldn’t make his heart change direction. He undressed and then had a quick shower so he wouldn’t have to think of that the following morning.

Then he cuddled up under the covers. He was knackered, but the thought of Shane still kept him awake, as it had so many nights this past year.

Tears were building up in his eyes. The kind of desperate tears you shed when you feel helpless and small. Nicky started to cry. In the same way a young child will when it thinks it’s been treated unfairly.

That’s what he felt like too. Life was unfair. Why are you able to fall in love with people that won’t, and/or can’t, love you back?

As the moon cast an eerie blue light over the room, Nicky cuddled up in a ball and cried himself to sleep.

"Nicky, get up, you’re running late! Get a move on or Anto will bite your head off!" Nicky stirred at the sound of Shane’s voice. He looked at the bedside clock, God he had overslept.

Nicky jumped out off bed, "Yeah, I’m on my way, hold on," he said in his croaky morning voice.

"Ok, 5 minutes," he replied as he grabbed some clothes and rushed into the bathroom. He glanced in the mirror. His eyes were still red and puffy from crying himself to sleep. He washed his face with cold water, got dressed quickly and threw on a cap before rushing out the door.

Nicky nodded, "Yeah, fine, could have done with a bit more sleep, but that’s life. Now, come on."

Shane shrugged as he looked Nicky over. He knew he was hiding something from him. He didn’t want to get into an argument right there and then, he just hoped Nicky would tell him sooner or later.

The ride to their first assignment that day was a hell. Not so much because it was quite a warm summers day and being late they had got front seats, more because he was squashed in beside Nicky.

He had to close his eyes and try as hard as he could not to think about Nicky to ease the arousal. And it was quite hard considering he could still hear every breath Nicky took, sense every move he made and smell that special smell he had.

That night Shane’s mind was revolving around nothing but Nicky. Not that that was very unusual nowadays! He knew something was up with Nicky. Judging from the way he looked that morning he’d been crying himself to sleep the night before.

Actually, he knew he had, he had heard him through the wall. He went through the possibilities. Maybe Nicky felt lonely? Homesick? Overworked? Nah, not really. He didn’t use to cry himself to sleep for that.

Then it hit him. Hit him hard. Girl-trouble. That must be it. Of course. Nicky had trouble with some gal. Shane’s heart sank with the thought. He’d always known deep inside he could never have Nicky, but he could always wish.

And he did wish. He wished that Nicky could love him too. He dreamed about long chats, cuddling and kissing, and wild nights taking them to heaven and back. And everything in between.

Actually, he dreamt of everything he could that involved Nicky. He sat up straight, back in reality, as he could make out the sound of Nicky’s sobs in the adjoining room.

Shane didn’t consider long before he wrapped his bath robe around him and went over to Nicky’s room. However he did hesitate a bit before knocking. After all, he wasn’t so sure this was a good idea. The thought of Nicky made him feel so aroused he wasn’t quite sure he’d be able to keep the feeling to himself. But then, what could be more important than a friend in need?

Nicky didn’t answer, he couldn’t answer. The sight of Shane had turned him into mush and formed a big lump in his throat. He went and sat on the bed, dragging his covers over his almost-naked body.

Shane sat down beside him. "Nicky, what’s wrong? Come on, you know you can tell me every thing"’ he tried again. "Is it some girl?"

There was no hesitation on Nicky’s part as he fell into Shane’s welcoming embrace. His sobs slowly died out as that empty feeling was replaced by the security of Shane’s embrace.

He snuggled closer, and slowly became aware of Shane’s fast-paced heart beat, heavy breathing and tense body. He put two and two together and his fingers started to play on Shane’s chest, testing if he’d been right.

Nicky leaned back to face Shane. As their gaze’s met he could see nothing but passion, perfectly mirroring his own emotions. For a brief moment all that could be heard was their heavy breaths, none of them spoke or moved. Until Shane slowly leaned forward and their lips met in a brief kiss.

As Shane pulled back Nicky raised his arms and locked them around Shane’s neck. "Don’t stop," he whispered hoarsely.

Shane nodded as their lips met again, and this time it was anything but brief. When they finally pulled apart Nicky’s hands found their way inside Shane’s bath robe and gently pulled it back over his shoulders to expose his bare chest.

His lips traced their way down Shane’s neck and chest, and then he took one of his nipples in his mouth sucking it gently. As Shane threw his head back and moaned softly, they both knew there was no going back. They were lost in a passionate frenzy that would no doubt take them all the way.

When Nicky had finished exploring he whipped Shane’s robe off completely, letting it fall to the floor. He pushed Shane back on the bed, his hands and tongue teasing for a while longer before gently removing his boxers.

Nicky moved back a little, admiring the sight of Shane’s now fully naked body. His gaze stopped on Shane’s erection. He smiled and leant over to lap up the pre-cum, the sweet taste and Shane’s satisfied moan making him crave for more.

He went back to teasing. First his hands, then his tongue and on to gently grazing with his teeth. Shane got so much pleasure out of it they could be happy the only room adjoining Nicky’s was Shane’s, which of course was currently unoccupied.

When Nicky finally reckoned Shane had had enough of the teasing he took his full length into his mouth. By now Shane’s body was shaking with pure pleasure, and he put his hands on the back of Nicky’s head bidding him not to stop. As if Nicky had any plans to do that!

A while later Shane had reached his climax and Nicky placed his head on his stomach as they were both panting for breath. Shane recovered quickly, however, and soon he sat up.

Nicky smiled wickedly, "It’s your call." He trusted a little rectangular packet in Shane’s hand, stating that ‘it’s always better to be safe than sorry’, and fell back on the bed, a huge grin spread across his face.

Shane took the hint and it wasn’t long before he’d removed Nicky’s boxers and started to pay revenge for the way Nicky had teased him earlier (as if he didn’t enjoy it…).

Soon after he’d worked up enough of an erection to slip on the condom easily enough (well, that shouldn’t have been too hard considering how turned on Nicky was already…).

Nicky carefully entered Shane and after stumbling a few seconds they found the perfect rhythm for their bodies to work in harmony. Waves of passionate pleasure was flowing freely between them, drowning in their moans. Hands, lips and tongues were anywhere but where they were "supposed" to be.

As the second climax of the night was reached they both had fulfilled their dreams of ‘heaven and back’. Which doesn’t necessarily mean they ended it at that.