So Happy I Could Die
In apology to those who wanted to read the 2nd part of Speechless that I didn't get to finish. I've been banned from Internet, so I couldn't finish it. But I finished this for you guys. Love you <3. Listen to Lady GaGas song So Happy I Could Die to get this. It's a where I got the idea. Sorry I didn't make it more erroric; I was lost. :(
It was the perfect moment. Here in this club with Joe, Nick thought, in a place where nobody recognized them, in an unknown city, just another night of freedom on this intense tour. Nick felt so high right now, so up in the clouds; nothing could kill this moment. With Joe grinding with him to provocative music, a drink in one hand, and the other clutching Joe, all that came to Nicks head was that one phrase; So Happy I Could Die.
Taking a sip of the Cîroc Vodka, a warmth trickling down his throat as he sipped, Nick latched his mouth onto Joe's earlobe and mumbled an I love you. Joe, who was sipping red wine, pulled Nick into a kiss as they grinded, molding together perfectly. Nick felt dark, and he saw the same emotion in his brothers eyes; calm, sincere serenity, lust, and love. His eyes completely dark, and orbs omitting a glow so beautifully attracting Nick to a lost world.
This was it, this was Nicks moment of happiness. And for Joe, it was drunken bliss. The boys began to sway their hips around to the overwhelming music that turned this mood into a fever. Nick was hard, no, no, no. Hard wasn't the word, he was beyond that, rubbing up against Joe, Nick was solid. Joe enjoyed the constant rubbing, letting slip a moan every bit, but being clouded by the extremely loud music. The club was beautiful, disco lights and all, midnight blue tiles crowded the floor, DJ in his booth on the top right corner of the room spinning tables, occupied love booths surrounding them with different colored almost transparent curtains hanging from them; masking the ideal faces of it's occupants. Joe was seeing stars all around, he just had to find out where they where before they would leave. This would be him and Nicks new place. The place where they could escape. Of course, there where hundreds of other selections, but this place had something to it. Joe swayed around, loosely from the alcohol, which began to take it's affect little by little. Nick was still jamming behind Joe, fitting against him and rutting every little bit. Nick looked at his yellow DigiWatch. It was nearing 2 already and Joe and Nick hadn't even checked their phones to see if anyone had tried to contact them because right now, Nick Jonas and Joe Jonas where dead to the world. In their own drunk erotically blissful world, they where trapped. Groping each other, hands on every two second, stealing kisses, making this moment even more memorable by the second.
Minutes had been going by, and Nick began to get lazy. He knew it was time to go, if he didn't, he knew he'd pass out somewhere in this club. Tapping Joe lightly, regret filled his eyes, and Joe knew it was time too, to leave this paradise. "Fuck me, Nicholas," Joe groaned. Nick sighed, and said "I know, I know," shooting his hands up as if to surrender. But Joe wasn't that mad, he knew it wasn't Nick's fault that they had to leave already; they'd been there since 10:30 already. Joe grabbed Nick's hand, and guided him out of the crowd. They could walk to the Hotel, there wasn't a need to drive. It was cold out, and Joe could feel Nick shivering. Pulling Nick by his hand closer to him, Joe wrapped his arms around him, walking down the sidewalk like that; keeping each other warm, stealing glances every few seconds, smiling, kissing, the works. It took a good 25 minutes to get to the hotel, but the boys weren't that tired suddenly. As they had entered the lobby to the unknown hotel they hadn't cared about even bothering to remember the name, they went up the elevator. Both boys where still trapped in an euphoria. Walking towards their shared room, Joe opened the door, allowing Nick to pass through first. "Babies first," Joe said through a smirk. Nick playfully punched him in the side of his right arm, causing little harm to Joe as he lost balance, making both boys crash into each other and breakout into fits of laughter.
From laughing at each other, to Joe ending up on top of Nick, lust filled the room, topping out every emotion they where feeling other than euphoria. Joe was nipping and nibbling on every part of Nick's body. He couldn't help it, he was so-horny. He trusted himself as much as people could trust a lion not to eat fresh meat that's sitting right in front of it. This love and lust that came from Joe was mutual between him and Nick. Nick was sprawled out, trying to fight for dominance, but helplessly failing as Joe had his hands on Nick's wrists, pinning them as he ate up his baby boy. Joe knew all of Nick's sensitive spots, where he was left most vulnerable. Joe nearly ripped off Nick's tight ass shirt, attacking him. Nick was left there moaning like a baby on the floor. It took all of Joe's strenghth not to stop, but he did, removing all articles of clothing as quickly as possible on and on Nick as well. Once that was out of the way, Joe took Nick from behind, roughly shoving him towards the bed. "J-o-e," Nick whined out with need, practically crying and begging him to fuck him and get it over with. Joe forcefully shoved his lips against Nicks, smilling as he did, teeth and all.
Nick began to fight even harder for dominance, and Joe just chuckled at his brothers relentlessness. "Wow, you do have a control problem," Joe mumbled over Nick, smirking darkly. Nick just said fuck you and began to squirm more. Joe let his brothers wrists go, taking time to grope at Nicks body, examining every muscle and just feeling him up.
Joe slipped off the bed and went into the drawer, taking out a little bottle of lube. Joe began to slick up his fingers before Nick stopped him. "Just do it-please!" he begged, a look of pure need on his face. Joe slicked up his member, pumping it a little and then began to try and enter Nick slowly. Nick just groaned, so Joe shoved into him. Nick looked up, shocked, but not before he let out a low moan. Joe began to pull in and out, picking up a pace and pulling his head back, pleasure zinging through him.
Joe began to pump Nicks shaft, being repayed back with deep moans spewing from Nick's throat. "Nicky," Joe panted, in need. Joe's breathing hitched up and he began thrusting faster and harder. Gosh, Nick was so tight for someone who was just fucked and stretched this afternoon for a quickie in the bathroom. Nick was whimpering, trying to push himself even harder. Joe was pleased with the attempted help and threw himself chest to chest with Nick biting at his neck, sucking until the spot was the dark shade of purple. That'll leave a mark, Joe thought. Nick wouldn't mind wearing a scarve for a few days anyways, so blah. Nick kept moaning loudly.
That's when the phone rang. "Fuck," Joe spat. He rutted one more time into Nick, who cried so loudly. He released his seed within a matter of seconds, pulled out still hard, caressed Nicks cheak and ran to the phone. "Yes," Joe said, breath panting. "Uhm, hello Mr. Jonas," the man said, "This is Jeorge James, Hotel Night Manager, here down in the lobby and I'd like to ask if you could please keep it down in your room please, there has been some complaints," the man hurridly said. Wow, jeesh, he chuckled. Nicky. With a very quick sigh, Joe mumbled an apology and said that he will and that he was sorry once more. Once he hung up, he laughed, falling to the floor. Nick sat up, a bead of sweat trickling down his forehead, "What?" he asked, alert. "Gotta keep it down, cause the lobby called," Joe said, with a wink added and he began to chuckle again. "Huhh" Nick sighed out before falling flat against the bed. Joe tried to get up with the little balance he had. "Shall we finish?" Joe asked, knowing Nick was yet to release, but he was glad because that meant Nick would shoot a bigger load. The thought just made Joes member harder. He crawled into bed with Nick, kissing his temple, his lips, his neck, his stomach and his shaft. Joe licked his lips then opened his mouth, shoving down onto Nick.
Nick clutched the sheets, and gasped. He was completely solid. Joe chuckled a little and began to take Nick even deeper onto him. Nick let go of the sheets and progressed to clutching Joe's hair. Why have the substitute when you can pull the real thing? Joe smirked at the small thought. Nick began to pull and shove even harder, causing Joe to almost gag. But he didn't. A minute later, Nick released, screaming Joe's name. And Joe pulled off, swallowing Nicks spunk, and moving up the bed. He began to spoon Nick, and they both kissed, long and passionately before muttering I love you's to each other.
"Werent you supposed to keep down?" Joe whispered, laughing as he did. "Dick," Nick bellowed, laughing too and hitting Joe in the gut. Joe put his hands in Nicks curls and closed his eyes right there. And both boys fell asleep intertwined.
- Fin