Author: Jo aka Slashgirl (and Pam for the
adult bit!)
Title: Don't Cha
Pairing: ?/?
Rating: Adult thanks to Pam!
Disclaimer: NOT TRUE, ALL FICTION AND NOTHING BUT FICTION!
DON'T
CHA
"Mark you idiot! How many more times do I have to tell you,
LEFT first!" Kian spat as they were rehearsing alone because Priscilla
couldn't make it that particular day due to a family emergency.
"Kian, back off! Calling him names isn't going to help,"
Nicky jumped in between the
"And who's going to..."
"I'll help Mark get the moves, you go now," Nicky cut him off
through gritted teeth, trying hard to keep his calm now Kian had his stubborn
streak on again. Kian opened his mouth to say something, then changed his
mind and stalked off. He'd had a rough night and just maybe Nicky was
right, he shouldn't be so hard on Mark. Sleep might be a better option.
"Thanks," Mark smiled at Nicky as the older lad turned around.
"Don't thank me yet, we're not in the clear yet. Kian does
have one point; the tour is coming very close. I know you're not used to
this kind of moves but we're going to work on that, OK?" Nicky spoke
softly. Mark just nodded and Nicky moved towards the stereo, turning it
on and putting the one song that still gave Mark trouble on repeat.
"Come on, Mark, I know you know this bit."
I know you like me (I know you like me)
I know you do (I know you do)
That's why whenever I come around
He's all over you
And I know you want it (I know you want it)
It's easy to see (it's easy to see)
And in the back of your mind
I know you should be on with me
"Excellent, keep going," Nicky encouraged Mark as he stood
aside to watch Mark during the chorus, knowing that was one of the taller lad's
issues. As Mark tried the thrusts Nicky winced: "OK stop right
there." Walking back to the stereo he stopped the music, turning
back to the taller lad. "Come here."
Mark immediately did as told. "Relax," Nicky stood
behind him, running his hands over the taller lad's back. "You worry
too much," he whispered as he felt the muscles in Mark's back relax under
his touch. "It's a natural movement, Mark. It has to stay that
way, you can't force it too much - Like this," he thrust his hips, pushing
Mark's up as he went.
Mark jumped at the touch, turning around to face Nicky: "What the
fuck?"
"Relax, Mark, I was only trying to show you. OK, we'll try
the other way 'round. You stand behind me," Nicky spoke as he turned
around. "Now come closer. That's it," he encouraged Mark
as he felt the larger frame of the other man behind him. "Now I need
to feel you move behind me OK so try to keep up." With that Nicky
started dancing and singing along.
Don't you wish your boyfriend was hot
like me
Don't you wish your boyfriend was a freak like me
Don't cha
Don't cha
Don't you wish your boyfriend was raw like me
Don't you wish your boyfriend was fun like me
Don't cha (haah aah)
Don't cha
"OK that was better," Nicky spoke, just in time for Mark as
his normally relatively loose jeans were getting a bit tighter than usual at
having to dance so close to Nicky. As Nicky silenced the music and turned
around he found Mark trying to readjust himself. "I think you
deserve a break," he spoke, and then: "Do you need a hand with
that?"
Mark's eyes turned big and his cheeks went a dark shade of red as he
tried to pull his sweater down, not putting up a struggle as Nicky led him
towards the changing room. As the door was closed behind them Nicky
pushed close to Mark, making their lips meet. It was then that Mark
noticed Nicky hadn't been left unaffected by their dancing either.
Fight the feeling (fight the feeling)
Leave it alone (leave it alone)
Cause if it ain't love it just ain't
enough
To leave a happy home (oh, oh)
Let's keep it friendly (let's keep it friendly)
You have to play fair (you have to play fair, yeah)
See, I don't care
But I know he ain't gon' wanna share (oh, oh)
Huuu...
"Don'tcha wish your boyfriend was hot
like me," Nicky sang quietly in Mark's ear, trailing his fingers over the
bulge in the taller man's jeans, making Mark buck his hips. Nicky
grinned: "Now that's the kind of thrusting we need to see in the
choreography, Marcus, my boy!" With that he pecked Mark's lips but
this time Mark was too fast and put his hand behind Nicky's neck, pushing him
down towards and onto the couch as he lay on top of the blond.
"You think you can play with me, Nicky? My turn to have
fun..." he then spoke, rubbing his body against Nicky's so their groins
touched.
"Mark, please, don't," Nicky whispered, taken aback by this
new Mark. "I'm sorry."
"You bought that?" Mark laughed, moving off Nicky.
Helping the blond up he added: "Nicky, you know I fancy you but I'd never
do that to you, you know that, right?"
"Yeah... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to drive you that
far."
Mark smiled and hugged Nicky. Pulling out of the hug he spoke:
"It's OK, just try not to do it again. Now give me a moment to sort
myself out and I think we had some more rehearsing to do..."
Five minutes later they were back to rehearsing, once again with the chorus.
Don't you wish your boyfriend was hot
like me (oh)
Don't you wish your boyfriend was a freak like me (like me)
Don't cha - don't cha baby
Don't cha - alright, sing
Don't you wish your boyfriend was raw like me (raw)
Don't you wish your boyfriend was fun like me (big thrills)
Don't cha (haah aah)
Don't cha
As Mark went through the choreography once more he managed
to amaze Nicky with his thrusts: "That's the stuff - keep going! Oh
yeah, just like that," he encouraged his friend, almost moaning as Mark
ran a hand over his groin as he thrusted.
At the next suggestive thrust Nicky was in front of Mark faster than
lightning. Crashing their lips together once more his hands found their
way to the sensitive skin under Mark's sweater. "Don't start what
you can't finish," Mark gasped as Nicky's hands moved upwards to his
nipples.
"Shh. Lie down," was all Nicky
said as he removed Mark's sweater. "Do you want me?"
"So much..." Mark managed to whisper, his dreams finally
coming true.
"More than Kevin?"
"Who? Stop teasing, Nick, I need you," Mark panted,
bucking his hips trying to get some contact. Taking pity on the taller
man Nicky lowered himself on top of Mark, building up a friction between them.
See, I know he loves you (I know he loves
you)
I understand (I understand, heeey)
I'd probably be just as crazy about you
If you were my own man
Maybe next lifetime (maybe next lifetime)
Possibly (possibly)
Until then, oh, friend your secret is
Safe with me (shh!)
(Hot!)
Mark wanted to tear Nicky’s clothes off in his rush for
contact but Nicky grinding his hips against him was quickly sending him over
the edge. Nicky could see Mark was struggling and helped him out by removing
his t-shirt. As soon as it was off Mark’s hands caressed Nicky’s nipples making
his movements more erratic.
“If you’re going to do this Nicky do it now” Mark whispered.
Nicky moved off of Mark hearing him groan. He stripped off his jeans and
Mark could see that as usual he wore nothing under them.
“You’re a real whore you know that Nicky” Mark gasped taking in the
sight.
“Oh and you’re not?” Nicky replied whilst removing Mark’s jeans and
boxers at once.
Then bending down Nicky kissed hi sway down Mark’s chest and took his
cock in his mouth. Mark groaned. “Ssshh” Nicky
mumbled against his cock making Mark groan once more. Nicky let his cock slip
from his mouth. “Can you not be quiet?” Nicky said worried that someone might
hear. “Not if you keep doing that” Mark gasped “Make love to me Nicky.”
Nicky was hesitant for a moment but was pulled into a hard kiss by Mark
as his hand slipped down between them and starting stroking Nicky’s cock. “Stop
that” Nicky hissed against Mark’s lips. “Well you know how to stop me” Mark
returned. Nicky pulled away slightly and told Mark to push his legs up.
Mark pulled Nicky’s hand to his mouth and coated his fingers making
Nicky groan. Nicky slowly pushed one finger into Mark’s entrance feeling him
flinch but soon loosen. A second and third was added quickly. “Just get on with
it” Mark ordered and Nicky knew he was ready. Coating his cock with some
pre-come he pushed it slowly into Mark and started to thrust. Nicky was getting
close himself now and so the thrusts were a bit harder and faster than he
wanted but Mark seemed to be moving with him. Taking Mark’s cock he pumped him
fast and it didn’t take long for both to come. Mark put a hand over his mouth
to stop himself calling out and Nicky grunted loudly.
It wasn't until later in the shower that Nicky began to realise the
consequences of his actions and he asked Mark: "You're not going to tell
anyone, are you?"
Mark wrapped his arms around the blond: "Of course not. I
know we can't have a future together, I wouldn't tell anyone when nothing can
come of it anyway. Maybe in another time and place, another life...
But thank you for today. You don't regret it, do you?"
"Never. We just can't let it happen again," Nicky spoke,
still worried.
"I know. And we won't. We'll just... we'll be more careful.
Kevin will be along on tour anyway so..."
"Yeah, G will be coming over sometimes too... We OK
though?"
"Always. You're not getting rid of me that easily,
Byrne!" Mark laughed, swinging Nicky through the air and almost slipping
on the wet floor in the process, making them both double up in laughter.
Don't you wish your boyfriend was hot
like me (oh)
Don't you wish your boyfriend was a freak like me (like me)
Don't cha - don't cha baby
Don't cha - alright, sing
Don't you wish your boyfriend was raw like me (raw)
Don't you wish your boyfriend was fun like me (big thrills)
Don't cha (haah aah)
Don't cha
THE END