Green Into Gold
by saabira
*For NickMonth 2003.
They lasted two hours alone on Nick's boat
before Nick was pushing Howie back into his bunk and climbing in on top of him.
"I though we weren't doing this anymore," Howie gasped, as Nick attacked his
neck with teeth and tongue. The bright hot heat of Nick's mouth on his already
heated skin shot straight down his spine.
"I missed you more than I thought I would," Nick said simply, before reattaching
himself to Howie’s collarbone.
Howie can understand that; he and Nick had taken their own hiatus from each
other while Nick was touring and Howie had figured out after the first week that
"taking a break" was easier said than done. Besides, it never worked. Once the
album was placed on hold again, this time for legal reasons, Nick had suggested
they spend some time sailing off the coast of Miami, and Howie had said yes
immediately, knowing in the back of his mind that this would probably happen.
this being Nick's teeth nibbling on him and making him shake with desire.
"God, Nick."
Nick didn't respond, intently focused on helping Howie out of his shirt.
Howie always liked to think that he was a levelheaded man, but sex with Nick
always short-circuited his brain, making him stupid with lust. It'd always been
like that. He took a shaky breath, and brought his hands up, looping them around
Nick's neck and threw his head back further, offering more of his skin up to
Nick's clever mouth.
Nick's hands slid down to grasp Howie's hips, and he ground down, seeking
friction and contact. Howie moaned. The feel of Nick's cock, clothed and
pressing hard against his own was enough to shock him into action. He brought
his hands down to push Nick's swim-trunks over the ample curves of Nick's hips
and ass. Nick smiled at him and lifted up to let him work the shorts all the way
off, kicking at them when they caught at his ankles.
Howie chuckled slightly at Nick's fingers grappling with his zipper. Nick
grabbed Howie's cock in hand, stroking it beneath the rough fabric of his
shorts. Howie endured the torturous touch before lifting up himself, to let Nick
remove the offending clothing. He t-shirt was finally pulled over his head, and
there was finally nothing in the way of Nick's golden smooth skin pressed
against him all over.
His hips were moving, pushing up, seeking the friction provided by the hard
plane of Nick's pelvis. He could feel the sticky sweet pressure of Nick's own
cock, already drooling onto his abdomen. He brought one hand up, and guided
Nick's mouth to his. Nick’s tongue tasted faintly of cool coconut milk and curry
spices, deliciously hot.
Nick hand grabbed his thigh, fingers sliding a little on his sweaty skin,
pushing it up and Howie caught on and wrapped it around Nick's lower back. Howie
used the leverage to shove his hips more forcefully against Nick's body, and was
rewarded with Nick's groaned expletive spilling into the kiss. Howie let his
hands slide down to Nick's ass and pulled. The roller-coaster-drop feel that
burst in his stomach warned of his approaching climax. He pulled back, breaking
the kiss. Nick licked at his mouth, and trailed kissed down Howie's chin, going
for his neck once again.
"Wait. Nicky, wait. I'm not going to last much longer. I want you to fuck me
first." Howie has always loved the smile that spread across Nick's face. He
recognized it as half shock; half lust and he couldn't resist kissing him right
then.
"Good, very good. I'm glad we're not not doing this anymore," Nick exclaimed,
pulling back, and untangling their sweaty limbs. He exhaled shakily before
standing. His naked ass moved from side to side and he shifted his weight to
accommodate the movement of the boat beneath his feet.
Howie dug a fingernail sharply into his palm to keep his orgasm at bay. He was
glad he'd done it because the look in Nick's blue eyes was practically feral
when he returned, climbing back into the bunk with condoms in one hand and a
tube of sunscreen in the other.
"We need these?" Nick asked, holding up the shiny foil squares so he could see
them.
"I haven't slept with anyone else since we..." He was cut off my Nick's mouth,
closing back over his lips. He opened wide to accept Nick's tongue sweeping
across his own.
"Me neither, " Nick said when the kiss broke, and he dropped the condoms to the
floor.
"Good." Nick flashed him another brilliant smile, and Howie felt his mind go
blank again.
Nick sat up between Howie's spread thighs and uncapped the sunscreen. The smell
of coconut oil wafted up from the lotion Nick squirted onto his fingers before
he dropped the bottle on the bed beside Howie.
Howie was so ready; he reached a hand down to help lift one leg back around
Nick's waist. Howie's body accepted two of Nick's fingers easily, long since
accustomed to their width. He felt Nick's digits twisting inside him, and Nick
caught his eye just as he crooked them forward, tearing a howled moan from
Howie's throat.
"Nick, please," Howie said.
"Yeah."
Howie lifted his other leg, sliding the back of his foot up Nick's calf and then
Nick thrust forward, and Howie closed his eyes as shock after shock of
lightening heat racketed through his body.
"Oh! Fuck, Nicky." Howie cried. Familiar and new all at once, and just so so
damned good. Howie reached down to grab Nick's ass in his hands, loving the feel
of the muscles contracting and releasing and Nick thrust his hips back and
forth.
Nick moaned his name into the side of Howie's neck where his face was buried.
Howie felt the tickle of Nick's tongue on his skin. "God, Nicky," Howie moaned
as the roller-coaster feeling exploded in his stomach again. The red-hot prickle
of his impending orgasm flooded over him, making his temperature rise from head
to toe.
"Harder, Nicky," he could feel Nick's gasp more than he heard it, as Nick
slammed his cock into Howie, and that was all it took. Howie released a
strangled cry as his orgasm struck, his dick spurting sticky and hot between the
two of them.
"I'm close," Nick whispered into his ear, and Howie couldn't even respond. He
gathered the last of his strength to clench his muscled once more around Nick's
cock, and Nick stilled on top of him, his face red, and Howie could feel Nick
emptying inside him. Nick collapsed, half on, half off Howie, and they breathed
together. Howie inhaled the sickly sweet smell of coconuts and sun as they
radiated off their bodies, and he soon heard the even deep breaths that meant
Nick was falling asleep.
"Nick?" Howie reached up with the hand that wasn't pinned beneath Nick's body
and stroked a few sandy blond strands away from his forehead. Nick made a noise
in response but he didn't open his eyes.
"No more breaks. Not us. Okay?"
He barely caught Nick's nod of acquiescence in the dim light, but it was enough.
He smiled to himself and snuggled down, closer to Nick's sleeping form. Howie
was just beginning to register the even rocking of Nick's boat when he closed
his eyes and fell asleep.
Fin: 04/03