You doing Threesomes? 4/4
Chapter 4
When Nick woke up the next morning he was alone in the bed. Somebody must have cleaned him up and pulled a blanket over him but he didn't recall any of that. Nick probably should get up but he was too content where he was to move. The sound of the shower running in the bathroom almost lulled him back to sleep until it was shut off and a minute later the bathroom door opened and only wearing a towel Dean came in, miles of smooth skin still slightly wet from the shower. Nick propped himself up on one elbow to enjoy the view when Dean bent down to get some clothes out of a tattered bag.
"You like what you see?" Dean asked without turning towards him.
"I … ehm … I didn't …" Ops, busted. Blushing Nick looked away but Dean only laughed and made a show of putting on his shirt.
"You okay?" Dean's expression turned from playful to concerned after he finished dressing. "Sore?"
Nick considered that for a moment before he shook his head. He was a bit sore and his muscles were a bit stiff but nothing serious.
"'m good."
"Awesome." Dean beamed at him. "Grab a shower, Sam should be back with breakfast any minute now and then I'll drop you off in town."
Shower sounded good so Nick rolled out of bed and made his way over to the bathroom.
"Walking funny over there, dude." Dean chuckled but had a concerned eye on him and Nick had to reassure him that he really was fine.
The hot water did wonders to his stiff muscles and Nick drew out the shower as long as he dared. When he came back to the main room fully dressed, his clothes had dried over night, the strong scent of coffee and cinnamon made his mouth water and his stomach grumble. He hadn't eaten much over the last few days but with the money he'd earned this night he would be good for a while.
To his surprise there stood three cups of coffee on the table and Sam gestured for him to join them. Reluctantly Nick sat down, this was not the usual morning after. Usually he was something to get rid off as soon as possible.
"Have a cinnamon roll." Dean nudged a bakery bag in his direction.
"Are you okay?" Now it was Sam's turn to ask the question. "I didn't hurt you too much ..." He gestured vaguely. "You know with the biting?"
"I'm good." Nick answered around a large bite of sweet bakery. God, was he hungry.
Without a word Dean coaxed him into eating two more.
"Last night was fun." Dean leaned back with his cup of coffee lazily in his hand. "We're in town for a couple of days …"
Nick never gave his number to customers. He gave it to Dean.
After breakfast Dean drove him back to town like he'd said he would and without questions dropped him off at a corner Nick pointed out not too far from Nick's apartment.
Tired but happy and with a fat wad of cash in his pocket Nick walked home. By now Aiden was probably close to calling the police, as if they would care about the disappearance of a hooker, especially a male hooker, because they watched out for each other and Nick hadn't been back during the night and hadn't called. Stupid mistake on his side but he'd been kinda distracted.
Thinking back a grin spread over his face. Yep, last night was totally worth a lecture from Aiden.
Nick fumbled for his key but the door was opened for him.
"Nick." Aiden looked him over. "What the hell, man?"
With a sheepish grin Nick squeezed pass him.
"You okay?" That question sounded familiar and Nick hurried to assure him that yes, he was totally fine.
"Saw you driving off with that guy. Seriously, are you suicidal?" Aiden followed him to the couch where Nick dropped with a sigh.
"I was desperate." He held up the money. "And it was worth it."
Aiden sat down next to him and eyed the money. "Do I want to know what you did for that?"
"Threesome." Nick let the word roll over his tongue. "And with any luck I get to do it again."
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A/N That's all folks. For now. I have plans for Nick so there will be at least a sequel maybe even a whole verse around this. Stay tuned for more.