| I promised my friend Heather I would write her a fic, so this is for her, a woman who had tremendous guts and I am proud to call her my friend. This is also for Nick, who, for one moment made my friend feel special *Warning* somewhat of a concert spoiler-Mel A Roll of the Dice by Mel Nick ran a hand through his blond hair. His 25th birthday. He shook his head; it seemed like yesterday that he was 21. He looked over at the sleeping woman next to him and smiled, his eyes full of love. Then his gaze caught on the black and red dice hanging in the corner. They still used it, even after all these years. He still remembered how it all started... Four years earlier, BSB concert, Tacoma, WA�. It was a rush, being on tour again. Nick wiped the sweat out of his eyes, sitting on the middle stage, looking out into the sea of faces. This was one of his favorite parts of the concert. Being this close and not getting mauled. He grinned. Then Brian slid something around his neck. Black and red dice. Nick could feel his cheeks grow warm as he red the words on the red one. Erotic words. His cock hardened and started to throb. He was about to read the note that was attached to it, when the guard gestured for it. Nick sighed. He hated when they did that. He gave it reluctantly. An adult present and he had to give it up. He nearly pouted, but caught himself just in time. Hearing the music change, he got up his body remembering what to do even though his mind was somewhere else. Then he saw her, swinging the dice. She was beautiful. Chocolate hair and eyes and a deliciously curvy figure. His mouth got dry. He grinned at her, his cheeks once again going pink. Something about this woman made him blush, even though he was by no means innocent. And in that moment the things he wanted to do to her were not innocent, either. Nick deliberately walked around the stage, away from her, and leaned down to another man on the edge of the stage. He whispered something in the man's ear, then headed over the catwalk, a cocky sway to his hips. The rest of the concert flew by. He was in his bus, heading to Portland, when his cell phone rang. He smiled. "Hello?" he pitched his voice husky on purpose. Silence. "Hello?" "Hi." It was her, he knew it instinctively. "I take it you liked the dice." He KNEW it was her. "Yeah, I liked the dice." He settled back into his bunk, getting comfortable. They talked late into the night. Got to be friends. Real close friends. Then he flew her out to the show in Las Vegas. That is when she brought the dice. And he fell in love. Vegas�. He heard her tentative knock on the door and pushed himself off the bed, smoothing his hair and taking a deep breath. He opened it, and gulped. She smiled, and in one hand she twirled dice. Black and red dice. He took her hand and pulled her gently in, and closed and locked the door. Their lips met, no words were needed. She tasted sweet, oh god she tasted sweet. He moaned in his throat. Heather, sucking his lower lip pulled back slowly. "Slow down.. I thought you wanted to use the dice?" she teased, trying to catch her breath. Her heart was beating like mad and she was wet. With just one kiss she was wet. He tried to breathe. The dice.. Oh yes he wanted to use the dice. He took them from her gently. The red one had words like suck, lick, massage and the black had ones like, above waist, lips, and breasts. Oh dear god. "You wanna throw them first?" Her voice was husky in his ear, and he felt a shiver run down his spine. Her arms wrapped around him, and gently tugged his tee shirt and helped him out of it. At the first touch of her fingers on his bare skin he gasped, then arched as she ran her nails over his nipples, teasing them into hard peaks. "You throw.." he gasped out, and Heather laughed at the lust in his voice. She threw. Nick's eyes got wide, then an even deeper blue. "I think I can do that." he whispered and it was Heather's turn to whimper. He deftly unbuttoned her shirt and unhooked her bra. "Ooh" Heather clutched his shoulders as he laved on nipple with his tongue. He licked and suckled the aching nub until she writhed against him. Nick pulled back, panting heavily himself. "Your turn" she said hoarsely, her whole body on fire. Nick flung the dice. Heather smirked. "I think I can handle that. Nick groaned as Heather pushed him against the wall. She unzipped his black jeans and eased them, and his boxer-briefs down. He was beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. "Oh fuck.. Christ" he breathed as she started to tease him with her mouth. His cock was on fire. He arched his back, trying to get more of it in her hot, wet mouth. Heather suckled lightly on the inflamed tip, until his cries filled the hotel room. She gave his cock one last suck and stood up. Their lips met again. It was a hot, wet and very intense kiss. "Fuck the dice" he growled and the collapsed on the bed. The rest of their clothes melted away. They had waited for this moment. Nick slid down her body, licking all of the flesh he could get his mouth on. She tasted delicious, like warm honey. "Oh god, Nick... " She cried out when he parted her thighs and tasted her. Nick held her down as his tongue teased. He couldn�t get enough. He waited until she was going crazy before he stopped and moved his body over hers. "Heather.. You�re so tight..Oh fuck.. " He groaned as he started to fuck her with long, slow strokes. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him deeper inside of her. They rocked on the bed for what seemed like hours, spiraling higher and higher. "I can�t hold on much longer" he panted as he felt his balls tighten with impending release. "Me..Too" she panted, and he slid one hand between their bodies. "Nick..OH Shit.. Oh god..YESSSSSSS!" she exploded as her orgasm hit her, Nick's finger rubbing her clit. That was it, that was all Nick could stand. Her walls clenched around his tortured cock and he exploded with one violent thrust. "OH FUCK..YESSSSSSSSS!!" He screamed, as he came and came. They spooned together and fell asleep, and that was it, they were always together. The dice was used often. Present Day�. Heather woke up to find her husband naked, dangling the dice around one finger. She grinned, flinging the sheets off of their bed. "Come here birthday boy.. Let�s take a roll of the dice...." The End 2001 |