Home of Nash Bridges Slash Fiction
NOBODY WANTS TO BE LONELY
Written By Creed Cascade and T.J.
Pairing: Nash/Harvey
Rating: NC-17
Status: New
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Series/Sequel: If you beg nicely.
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Disclaimers: The faces are familiar and so are the names, but the
setting seems a little strange? We kidnapped a few cuties from
television land. We accept that they never did and never will belong
to us, but we are having oh so much fun while we have them.
Notes: This work is a collaboration between Creed and T.J. who seem
to equally share twisted, demented minds.
Summary: Star gazing. Car Sex. What else could you possibly want?
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The lemon yellow Barracuda rumbled up the mountain road, the squeal of
tires vibrating off the canyon walls. Nash was on a mission and he
zeroed in on the silhouette of another vehicle on the bluff. Harvey's
Ranchero was easy to spot. As was Harvey who was sitting on its hood,
staring up at the darkening sky. Nash had to admit, the sunset here
was beautiful. If he hadn't been so worried about his friend, he
might even have enjoyed it. He parked the 'Cuda next to the other car
and turned the engine off. Harvey didn't look up. He knew who was
here. In fact he had known miles ago that Nash was coming. It seemed
there was nowhere he could be alone to wallow in his own misery.
"Hey, bubba," Nash said as he walked over to where Harvey was perched.
"What're you doing here, Nash?" Harvey asked, not even bothering with
a customary greeting.
"I was worried about you," Nash replied. "I heard about Megan."
"No biggie. Same old story. Boy meets girl. Boy falls in love with
girl. Girl cheats on boy with her own husband," Harvey laughed.
"God, Nash. I'm such a sap. I thought Megan was special and I really
didn't know she was just using me to get back at her old man."
"You're not a sap, Harvey," Nash said. "You just got lousy taste in
women, pal."
"There a cure for that?"
Nash smiled to himself, moving to stand beside Harvey. "There just
might be," he muttered.
"What was that, Nash?"
"Nothing, Harve. Just contemplating the cosmos."
"Yeah. The view out here's great," Harvey said. "You know, Nash,
your track record with the opposite sex isn't too great either. I'm
not sure if I should be taking advice from you or not."
"So you've heard about my recent misfortunes, huh?"
Harvey snorted. "Everyone has by now. We're all just a bunch of
gossips."
"You got that right," Nash laughed. "And my own partner's the ring
leader."
Harvey smiled for a moment then turned serious again. "You don't have
to baby-sit me, boss. I'm fine. Or I will be."
"I'm not here to baby-sit you. Maybe I have my own agenda."
"Oh and what would that be?" Harvey teased. He felt that old stirring
deep in his gut and tried to quell it. God, the things this man could
do to his libido...
"I have a vested interest in keeping my men happy and mentally sane.
I've been watching you lately, Harve. You've been out of sorts.
Jumpy, even."
"Sorry about that," Harvey replied, sheepishly. "I'll get my head
together. Don't worry about me. I wouldn't put anybody else on the
team at risk, boss, believe me."
Nash moved closer to Harvey and wrapped his arm around the other man's
shoulders. "I don't think for a minute you'd put anyone else in
harm's way. Seems you're only crawling in your skin when I'm around.
Why is that?"
"It's nothing, Nash," Harvey said quickly. He could feel his heart
speeding up and his hands start to sweat just from the proximity of
the man.
Nash's grip tightened on Harvey's shoulder. "I've been a cop too long
not to know when someone is lying to me."
"Really, brother," Harvey said. "It's... my problem. It's got
nothing to do with you."
"Your problem is by default my problem."
"Nash... please..." Harvey implored.
He had to get away from his friend or he was going to embarrass both
of them. The warm feel of Nash's arm across his shoulders was sending
a jolt straight to his groin. He could feel himself hardening and
turned his head away in shame. In that moment he pulled away from
Nash, avoiding eye contact with him. He gulped and walked around to
the back of the Ranchero, sitting on the open tailgate. Nash gave him
a second to get himself together before walking around to the back of
the car. Without a word, he sat down beside Harvey.
"It's okay, Harvey," he ventured when Harvey remained quiet.
"Maybe that's the problem, things aren't okay!" Harvey hissed. "My
life is crap."
"Everybody's life is crap at some point in time," Nash tried to
reason. "But enlighten me as to just how your life is crap right
now."
Harvey shifted back into the bed of the Ranchero, lying face up on a
blanket he kept there for just this sort of thing. He couldn't look
Nash in the face right now and at least this way he could see the
stars.
"I'm a middle-aged, divorced cop who lives with a dog. I don't see my
son enough. Basically, I see me alone from now until I die in a cold,
lonely bed. Unless, I get shot in the street tomorrow."
"At least you have a dog," Nash added, moving until he was lying next
to Harvey.
"Huh?" Harvey blurted out. He moved to the edge of the box, away from
the temptation lying next to him.
"You just described my life to a tee, bubba. Except you have a dog
and I have my father, an well, I have a daughter instead of a son."
"Nash, your life is not crap," Harvey protested. "Hell, you've got
the most together life of anybody I know. Sure, Caitlin's gone, but
come on, it's not like your bed's gonna stay empty for long."
"Not that many women are willing to put up with a cop's life. But, if
all goes as planned, I'm hoping my bed won't say empty for too long."
"Got a hot prospect lined up already, huh?"
"Yep. Someone who understands the life. Someone I already know is
caring, gentle and loyal. Someone that I know is already interested
in me."
"Wow. Sounds like a hell of a lady," Harvey said, hiding his
disappointment at the thought of Nash with someone else. "Anybody I
know?"
"Uh huh, but it's no lady."
"Excuse me?" Harvey gasped, not believing his ears.
"Don't sound so surprised, bubba. This *is* San Francisco after all."
"Yeah, but I just never pictured you as into guys," Harvey said. A
small seed of hope bloomed in Harvey's chest, but he quashed it
ruthlessly. So what if Nash was into guys. He was already serious
about somebody else.
"Takes a real special guy to get me interested," Nash said.
"I bet," Harvey said almost too softly for Nash to hear. "Just tell
me it's not Joe."
Nash started to laugh when he heard Joe's name mentioned. "God no,
I'd kill the little twit. Besides, I'd never do that to Inger and
their daughter."
Harvey laughed, but inside he was relieved. No one was closer to Nash
than Joe was. And even if he thought they'd make a pretty good
couple, he knew Nash would never do that to Joe's family. "So if it's
not Joe, who is it?"
Nash moved onto his side, closer to Harvey. "You really are clueless,
aren't you, buddy?"
"What do you mean?" Harvey asked. He tried to move away from Nash's
commanding presence, but he had nowhere left to go.
Nash let his actions speak louder than any words ever could. One hand
snaked over to Harvey's hip drawing the other man closer, stopping his
escape.
"N-N-Nash..."
"Shush," Nash soothed, "Just trust me, everything will work out for
the best."
"I always trust you," Harvey whispered.
"I know you do. You're loyal." The hand was now making its way along
Harvey's torso, playing with the fabric. "I've been watching you,
Harve. I know."
"Y-y-you know what?" Harvey stammered. Nash's proximity was wreaking
havoc with his ability to think.
"I know you think about me. I know what you want."
"I'm sorry," Harvey said, his face flushing in embarrassment. "I
never meant for you to find out."
The fingers bunched in the fabric of Harvey's shirt. "I want it,
too," was all Nash said. It was enough.
"Oh God," Harvey moaned as Nash closed the short distance between them
and covered Harvey's lips with his own. Opening his mouth, Harvey
thought he would explode when he felt Nash's tongue gently stroke his
own.
It was not hard at all for Nash to roll on top of Harvey, pressing the
other man down with his weight. Harvey felt Nash's welcoming weight
and wrapped his arms around the other man. He could feel Nash's
hardness pressing into his hip and felt a momentary twinge of fear.
The most he'd ever done with another man was what he was doing now.
He could tell the same didn't hold true for Nash.
But it was all happening so fast. Nash's tongue was driving him to
distraction and he wasn't sure how Nash had managed to unbutton his
shirt, but he had and now he was tormenting Harvey's nipple.
"Nash, please," Harvey said, forcing their mouths apart. "I've
never... I mean I..."
"Go with it," Nash murmured, moving down to kiss Harvey's neck.
"Nash, stop!" Harvey protested. He was in a full panic now. He'd
never gone this far before and the last thing he wanted was to end up
as just another one of Nash's conquests.
Nash heaved a heavy sigh, his forehead resting against Harvey's
shoulder. "What's wrong?"
"I... I just... I never... " Harvey couldn't seem to get the words
out. He wanted to explain to Nash that he just needed to slow things
down a bit, but he couldn't bare to see the look of disappointment in
the other man's eyes.
Nash lavished small gentle kisses on Harvey's neck. "You've never
been with a man before? I kinda guessed that."
"I've kissed a few guys," Harvey admitted with a blush. "But it
hasn't gone much farther than that. I'm sorry."
"Nothing to apologize for. Just means I get to teach you a few new
things. Even better."
"Nash, I gotta know... Is this just a tumble in the sheets for you?
I... I'm not sure I can do this if..."
"This is serious for me, Harve. I just got tiered of waiting for you
to make your move. Everything seemed right now. We're both lonely
and unattached."
"Just... can we take it a little slow?" Harvey asked.
"We could�" Nash hedged, "But that's not what I really want and I'm
not sure if it's what you really want either�"
Nash's hand slipped from his hips to grab Harvey's cock through his
pants.
"Oh God," Harvey groaned, arching up into Nash's palm. His cock leapt
in his pants and he nearly shouted when Nash squeezed him gently.
Nash leaned over and whispered into Harvey's ear. "You like that
don't you?"
"Yes," Harvey said. "I love your hands. I've always loved your
hands. Dreamt of what they'd feel like. Nash..."
"It's so sweet to hear you say that. If this feels so good, just
imagine what else I could do to you. But I've got to hear you say it�
I've to hear you say you want to give in to me�"
"You're gonna fuck me, aren't you?" Harvey asked, wanting to hear Nash
say the words before he gave in to them.
"Yes," Nash whispered, his hand massaging the cock captive in his
grip.
"Please, I want it. God, how I want it." He reached out tentatively
and brought his hand to Nash's crotch. The size of the bulge there
surprised him. "Are you sure it's going to fit?" Harvey asked
sceptically.
"Always has before�" Nash chuckled, moaning when Harvey's grasp
tightened.
"I don't wanna hear about anyone else� just want you to think about
me."
"Don't worry, baby, you're the only one I'm thinking about," Nash
assured him as Harvey continued to stroke him through his pants. "You
keep doing that and I'm gonna take you right here and now."
"Don't see anyone around," Harvey said distractedly, happily stroking
Nash.
"Are you sure, Harvey?" Nash asked breathlessly. "Once we start this
I don't think I'll be able to stop if you get cold feet."
"I'm a big boy, Nash. I may be inexperienced in this sort of thing,
but that doesn't mean I don't know what I want and I want you. I've
wanted you for a long time."
Trusting Harvey, Nash turned his attention back to the body spread out
before him. Starting at Harvey's neck, he kissed his way down until
he reached a hard nipple. He sucked it into his mouth, then lightly
bit down. Nash couldn't help but chuckle when Harvey arched up into
the sensation and pulled his head down tighter.
"Like that, huh?" Nash asked, pulling off Harvey's shirt.
"Yessss," Harvey panted. His heart was pounding and his cock felt
like it was going to explode and he was still half dressed. If
encounters with Nash were always like this Harvey didn't know how he
was going to survive.
Nash loved the fact that Harvey was so responsive. It was so
refreshing after having a woman who turned from hot to cold like a
water tap. Nash slipped off his blazer and began to unbutton to his
shirt, wanting to feel skin on skin.
Harvey just watched as Nash unveiled himself. The man was a work of
art. A few years older than Harvey, sure, but beautiful
none-the-less. As soon as Nash was shirtless, Harvey reached up and
stroked the tanned chest. Just the feel of Nash's skin under his hand
sent a jolt of desire through Harvey.
Nash was straddling Harvey's hips, shifting his weight he began to
unbuckle Harvey's belt and drew it away from his body. With a flick
of his wrist he popped only the top button of Harvey's pants and then
stopped to watch him.
"Go ahead," Harvey said, urging him on.
"Just making sure you really want this," Nash leered.
"More than anything," Harvey said. "Do it, Nash. I want to be naked
with you."
Nash didn't need to hear anymore and he easily lowered Harvey's
zipper, raching into the blue boxers to retrieve his prize. Harvey
gasped when he felt Nash's hand around his cock. He'd never been this
hot for it before. He could feel Nash's hand stroking him expertly
and he thrust up hard.
Nash pulled his hand away with the intention of divesting Harvey of
his pants and underwear, but he couldn't help but laugh when Harvey's
eyes flew open with an annoyed flash.
"Easy, we'll get there," Nash purred.
"You. Naked. Now," Harvey ordered causing both men to burst out
laughing.
"Yes, Sir," Nash said, expertly stripping Harvey of his remaining
clothes then starting on his own.
Harvey watched with hungry eyes as the welcoming flesh was revealed.
He was thankful of the warm night, but he almost wished it were cold
enough to give him an excuse for his goose bumps.
When Nash's hard cock sprang into view Harvey simply stared. "There
is no way in hell that... that monster... is going to fit."
"Think positively, bubba."
Harvey snorted, "I can't believe you just called me bubba with your
dick staring me in the face."
Nash roared with laugher hugging Harvey to him. He'd known it would
be like this with Harvey. All passion and love and most of all,
laughter. "Don't worry, baby. I won't hurt you. I promise."
"Less talk, more action," Harvey complained, stretching up to kiss
Nash.
"Yes, Sir," Nash said again, liking Harvey's mock forcefulness.
Stretching out full length along his lover, Nash rubbed his body
against Harvey's, luxuriating in the feel of skin against skin.
Harvey's hard cock rubbed against his own and it was all Nash could do
not to roll the other man over and take him right then.
"Want me to roll over?" Harvey asked nervously, sensing the urgency in
Nash's pumping hips.
"Last time I'm gonna ask this, Harve," Nash began, hearing the
nervousness in his lover's voice. "You sure you're ready for this?"
"Sure I'm a little nervous, but I want it," Harvey huffed, "Want do I
have do? Stuff it in my ass myself?"
"No, lover," Nash purred. "I'll take care of filling that hot little
ass of yours, don't you worry about that. Now why don't you roll over
and show me what's mine."
"God, Nash, you have a dirty mouth," Harvey moaned as he rolled over.
"And I'm about to put it to good use." Gripping Harvey's cheeks, Nash
pulled them gently apart. Before Harvey could react, Nash leaned
forward and ran his tongue over the tight pucker before him.
"Fuck!" Harvey gasped as the lithe tongue danced and darted into his
hole.
Nash tightened his grip when Harvey started to squirm and buck. This
was Harvey's first time. Nash was going to do his damnedest to make
it so hot Harvey couldn't help but come back for more. And Harvey was
enjoying it. In fact, it took almost no time at all before he was
incoherent with desire, his hips attempting to push back into Nash's
face.
"Please... please... please..." Harvey begged as he thrust back.
Nash smiled as he continued to rim his lover. Harvey's pleas went
straight to his groin, making it throb. Gripping himself tightly,
Nash forced himself to calm down. He'd be sheathed inside Harvey soon
enough. He wasn't going to rush this. Nash waited, using all his
skill to drive Harvey crazy. He waited until the point he couldn't
wait anymore and with a final kiss on the closest cheek, he moved away
regretfully.
"Noooo..." Harvey cried out plaintively. Nash couldn't stop now.
He'd been so close.
"Easy, baby," Nash said, running one hand over Harvey's rump as he
fumbled in his jacket with the other for the lotion he'd brought along
with him. "Time for the main event."
"Please, do it," Harvey begged, shaking with hunger.
Slicking his fingers liberally, Nash inserted the first one into
Harvey's virgin anus. After the thorough rimming, Harvey didn't even
flinch at the intrusion. Nash spent a minute or so stroking his
finger in and out before pulling it out and replacing it with two.
Harvey hissed with the intrusion of two digits, the stretching
sensation alien to him. Nash stopped moving to allow Harvey to get
used to it. When Harvey pushed back moments later with impatience,
Nash started to slowly scissor his fingers.
Nash took his time. He waited until he felt the ring of muscle relax
before inserting three fingers into Harvey. He knew it wasn't really
necessary. Contrary to what Harvey thought, Nash wasn't all *that*
big. And his hands were large anyway. But Nash wanted to be sure
Harvey was stretched enough. He wasn't about to take a chance on
injuring this man. Once he felt Harvey was relaxed and needy, he took
his cock in hand stroking it a few times to pacify the swollen flesh.
"I'm ready to fuck you, Harve. You want me to wear a condom?"
"I... I'm clean," Harvey whispered. "Just had my physical..."
"So am I," Nash said.
"No condom then," Harvey said firmly. "I want to feel you."
"Oh, you'll feel me, alright."
When Harvey felt the head of Nash's erection against the entrance to
his body, he couldn't keep from tensing. Nash paused, waiting for his
lover to relax again. He ran his hand over Harvey's back and down his
flank, calming him as best he could. He had a choice, he could slowly
move into the passage inch by inch, or he could do it one hefty
thrust. In a moment of sheer lust, he chose the later, pushing
forward suddenly.
Harvey cried out at the sudden abrupt entry and lunged forward. Pain
knifed through him, centring in his lower back and arching out in all
directions. He'd expected it to hurt, but he hadn't been prepared for
this white-hot agony ripping through him. Nash groaned with pleasure
as Harvey's muscles cramped around him. Mentally he scolded himself
for enjoying this and he bit his lip to stop from thrusting forward
again.
"Stop! Nash, please!" Harvey implored, his body cramping around the
invader piercing his guts. He tried to pull away again, but Nash's
hands on his hips held him in place.
"Shush� shush�" Nash tried to comfort Harvey, "I need you so much."
"Hurts..." Harvey ground out through clenched teeth. A voice inside
him wondered aloud if he had hurt the few virgins he'd been with in
his time this way.
"I know it does..." Nash crooned. He reached around and began to play
with Harvey's withering erection.
It took a few minutes, but soon Harvey was hard again. Keeping up a
steady rhythm with his hand Nash pulled back and thrust forward
gently. Nash could only groan with delight. Harvey was so tight it
was wonderful. He was sure it wouldn't take very long now. Picking
up the pace, Nash matched it with his hand. He wanted... no, he
needed... Harvey to cum from this. It was bad enough he'd been so
rough. He needed his lover to get some enjoyment from his first time.
It has started off with an air of pain and uncertainty for Harvey, but
now� now it was so good, despite its strangeness. The hardness moving
in and out of him was like nothing he'd ever felt before. Was this
what it felt like for a woman? Harvey didn't know and right then he
didn't care. All he cared about was the wonderful sensation of his
lover possessing him... taking him... branding his soul...
Harvey was making little needy noises and Nash was so close to the
edge that when Harvey experimentally squeezed his anal muscles, it was
too much. With a gasp of breath, Nash rushed towards his orgasm with
a quickening of his hips and stroke of Harvey's cock. The sudden hard
thrust was enough to send Harvey over the edge as well and he added
his voice to Nash's. All too soon both men lay in a heap, gasping for
breath.
Nash pulled Harvey into his arms, pulling out of his body reluctantly.
He nuzzled at the back of Harvey's neck, slowly sucking the sweat
from his skin and leaving a mark. Harvey couldn't seem to stop
trembling. The tighter Nash held him, the harder he shook. He knew
it was simply a reaction to the intense physical encounter he'd just
had, but that knowledge didn't really help. He ached in places he'd
never known he could ache and was not looking forward to the long
drive home.
"Did I hurt you?" Nash asked quietly.
Harvey tried to respond, but couldn't get the words to come out. He
wanted to tell Nash no, but he wasn't at all sure if that was true or
not. Everything was so confused right now.
Nash waited for a response but when none was forth coming, he turned
just enough so he could look into Harvey's eyes. "Confused, aren't
you? It's a lot to take in."
Harvey nodded in agreement, then shook his head no. He didn't know
what to answer. All he knew was that he hurt and he felt so cold all
of a sudden.
"Ah, Harve," Nash muttered, kissing him lightly. "Don't worry, I'll
take care of you."
Harvey's shaking calmed slightly as Nash pressed their mouths
together. The coldness abated a bit, Nash's warmth chasing it away.
Somehow Nash's words penetrated his confused brain and he relaxed the
tiniest bit. They lay side by side, wrapped around one another.
Silence wove itself between them until Harvey couldn't take it
anymore.
"I think I love you, Nash," he blurted out.
"Just think?" Nash teased then grew serious. "I've loved you for a
long time, Harvey. I'm really sorry if I hurt you."
"I don't think anything makes much sense to me right now," Harvey
admitted, "But I do love you."
"Give it time. It'll make more sense in the morning."
"Whatever you say, Nash," Harvey assured with a yawn. He trusted Nash
to take control.
"I need to ask you something before you nod off on me. Something
important."
"Ask me anything you want," Harvey said.
"You won't tell anyone, will you Harvey?"
"Not... not if you don't want me to..."
"Of course I don't. If MCD found out, they'd take you away from me
and I couldn't stand that."
"I... I can understand you not wanting any... anyone to know you're
with me..."
Nash's hand caressed Harvey's cheek. He nuzzled into Harvey's curls
whispering, "It's not you Harve... I want the whole world to know you
belong to me, but I want us to keep our jobs. They wouldn't take too
kindly to me taking advantage of you, even though it was so much
fun..."
"You didn't take advantage of me," Harvey protested.
"Didn't I?" Nash pressed.
"No, you didn't," Harvey replied firmly. "Sure I'm a little shook up
right now, but give a guy a break. It isn't every day I lose my
virginity."
"Well I don't have to worry about you being subtle," Nash laughed.
"But I want you to understand what you're getting yourself into."
"And what would that be?"
"You're not starting a normal relationship. I'm your boss. That
means I can't show you any favouritism or even affection at work. We
can't tell anyone."
"Not even Joe?" Harvey asked knowing how close the partners were.
"No, not even him. I won't take the chance that word will get around.
Someone might let something accidentally slip. I can't have you
working under anyone else. Can't trust them to watch out for you
right."
Harvey was quiet. If he had to be Nash's dirty little secret to keep
him then he'd find a way to live with it. Maybe, once he proved
himself to Nash, things could change. "Alright. If that's the way
it's got to be."
"It won't be that bad. You'll see," Nash assured him.
"Whatever it takes, Nash."
END.