"Fire & Ice" AJ/Nick Ficlet for Madame D
Title: Fire & Ice
Fandom: Popslash/BSB
Pairing: Carter/McLean
Rating: FRAO - Adults Only
Disclaimer: Nonsense
Warnings: RPS/AR-ish, snark, bit-o-crack, sexual tension, smut and profanity.
Summary: AJ's hot. Nick's cold. Verbal foreplay in the Canadian wilderness, and is Kevin really 'that' evil?
For Madame_D who requested:
AJ/Nick,
AR-ish,
Rainbow socks & cigarettes.
The BSB are themselves in this, but with a little extra ZOOM! heh. I just hope it's not too weird or too boring for anyone to follow. lol
Disclaimer 2: This is my lil' take on a couple of comic book super heroes. No, they don't belong to me. The characters belong solely to their creators. I'm just borrowing a little smidgen of their super powers for two of the Backstreet Boys to play with. No profits made here folksies. :)
Fire & Ice
-*-
"Will you move your scrawny ass, I'm freezin'!" Nick harped, as he shoved AJ out of the way so that he could scoot his chair closer to the small heater. He then yanked on the quilt he had encased himself in and bundled it tighter around his neck, grumbling the entire time.
AJ arched a brow and tipped his head down, peering over his shades. Then he smirked. "What, Spark-Plug, can't keep your own big ass warm?" he snorted.
Nick turned his head slowly and sent AJ a withering look over his shoulder. "That's 'Flame', you ass, NOT Spark-Plug!" Nick hissed out slowly.
AJ shrugged him off as he watched Nick's face go from pale to deep red in one-point-two seconds. It was amusing to watch. "Flame. Spark-Plug. What's the fuck's the difference? Whatever you call yourself, you'd think you could keep your own nuts warm at least," he said, reaching for his pack of cigarettes.
"I can keep my own nuts warm, thank you very much!" Nick snapped back.
AJ laughed at that, almost choking on the cigarette he had just slipped between his lips. Then he nodded, "I just bet you can, Sweet-Pea." He dodged the flying boot that came sailing his way, but just in the nick of time. Then he just chuckled.
"What the hell's up with your boots anyway? It was stupid to take them off. No wonder you're cold, Einstein."
Nick yanked the quilt down as he turned to face his tormentor. "The heat from the heater can't get through my boots. It's better this way, Pop-sicle!" he snidely informed AJ as he pointed to his bright rainbow colored socks, all ten toes currently propped up on a wooden crate by the heater and wiggling happily. Of course they were the only things happy on him, the rest of his appendages felt like frozen blocks of ice. Every last one of them.
AJ's brows rose up his forehead and he pursed his lips. "Popsicle?"
Nick's cool eyes narrowed formidably. "Hey...you started it."
There was a silent two minute standoff where each man tried hard to stare the other one into submission. But they'd been here, done that before, numerous times, and it had never worked. Finally they both gave up and went back to what they were doing: ice fishing.
AJ waved Nick off and started to light his cigarette. "Never mind," he mumbled. "And for future reference, it's 'Mr. Ice' to you, big fella." He leered at Nick and wiggled his eyebrows.
Nick made a face at him then turned back around. "Sure...that's why none of this freezing cold temperature shit bothers you," Nick snorted, "In fact...why the hell did Kevin even think that bringing us out here to the Canadian wilderness - to ice fish of all things - was going to be a good bonding experience for us?" Nick waved a gloved hand up in the air. Sometimes he just didn't get the method to Kevin's madness.
AJ snorted. "You really think Kev brought us out here to bond? Nick...if you do than you're dumber than you look," he mumbled trying again to light his cigarette, without much success.
Nick stared over at him, his face etched in confusion. "Whaddya mean? If it wasn't for fishing and bonding than what was it for?"
AJ pulled his cigarette from his mouth, looked quickly around the little shed, then leaned in to whisper to him, like it was all some big mysterious conspiracy. "I think he plans to let us kill each other off so he and 'D' can sing more lead parts." And just as Nick's eyes widened to unbelievable proportions, AJ let loose with the loudest, scariest, most evil-sounding cackle that Nick had ever heard in his life. It even made the little hairs on the back of his neck stand straight up.
He shivered fiercely and shot AJ a dirty look. "Asshole!"
AJ busted up laughing. Nick's face darkened three more shades before he let out a frustrated huff and went back to watching his ice hole again. AJ shifted on his small chair and unwound some more fishing line, watching it disappear into the darkness. "Nah...you're probably right. He probably did want us to bond."
"Yeah...see!" Nick nodded smugly.
"Besides, even after we're outta the picture, he'd still have to kill off his favorite cousin," AJ reasoned casually.
Nick's shoulders bunched sharply as he cringed. "A-JAY!!!"
Then AJ was cackling again. It was always fun to yank the younger Backstreet Boy's chain. He knew he really shouldn't enjoy it as much as he did...but he did. He then went back to trying to light his cigarette once again, but his lighter was still not cooperating for some reason. He had just bought it, so he knew it wasn't out of lighter fluid. Maybe it was the cold, he thought, so he shook it and tried again. 'Flick, flick, flick, flick, flick...'
"What's a matter, Freeze-Pop, can't light your own cigarette? Maybe you're too coooool, Dude," Nick snickered.
AJ stopped, curled his lip and glared back at Nick over his shades. "Nothing wrong with any of my abilities. It's the way they make these damn cheap-ass lighters nowadays!" he grouched, tilting his head down at an angle and flicking the lighter one last time.
"Here...let me help you out." And before it had a chance to even register on AJ just what the other man meant by that, Nick slipped off a glove and pointed his finger in AJ's direction, letting loose a five foot stream of flame that shot right past the front of AJ's face.
"SON-OF-A...!"
AJ never moved so quick in his life. He jumped out of his chair so fast it tumbled backwards, and within a heartbeat of time he was standing on the other side of the small shack from Nick, bracing his body up against the door. Panting heavily and with his heart hammering in his chest, he wiped at his nose then and looked at the black smudge left on his gloves. His head snapped up and he stared at Nick, flabbergasted.
"You singed the end of my nose!" he screamed, his eyes wild and his mouth hanging open in shock. "Are you out of your fucking mind?!"
Nick shot him a slightly insulted look at first, but then just shrugged. "Oh I didn't hurt you, my aim is better than that! Plus your nose hairs needed a little trim anyway," he added just for spite.
AJ stood there fuming, his heart still going a mile a minute. He didn't know why he was surprised at all though. It always came down to this, every time they were left to their own devices. Kevin knew better. Oooo...Kevin. AJ was so going to have to think of a way to pay Kevin back for virtually locking him up with a living, breathing flamethrower in some tiny ass shed in the middle of Canada's version of nowhere. AJ growled under his breath and picked his chair up off the floor and sat back down on it. Maybe he'd freeze the big man's eyebrows while he slept and than yank them both off. One at a time. Slowly. And speaking of freezing things...
"Oh, and just for the record, Nick?"
Nick's lips thinned out as he tossed a look back over his shoulder once more. "Yeah?"
Right then AJ slipped a glove off and raised his arm. Liquid ice shot out of his hand, instantly covering the top of Nick's stocking cap and freezing it to his head.
Nick jumped up quickly this time. "Ow! Ow! Ow! Fucker!" he yelled, prying the icy cap off his frozen hair and tossing the cap back towards AJ's face.
AJ laughed as he easily swatted it out of the way. "Bite that, Sparky!" Then he chuckled to himself for the next five minutes - much to the younger man's thorough displeasure.
-*-
For a time they sat in relative silence, just occasional sounds of shifting chairs, AJ sitting there with his 'now lighted' cigarette dangling from his mouth, and Nick's teeth chattering away. Then Nick got bored. He'd had enough of this sitting and looking into an icy black hole shit. He couldn't see a damn thing down his ice hole and was beginning to think there were no fish down there at all.
"I wish it wasn't so dark down there, maybe if we could see the fish... And by the way, how do we know there's any fish in this stupid lake anyway?" Nick grouched. He was cold, bored, hungry, and his butt was starting to go numb. Kevin had the dumbest ideas! The least the cheap asshole could have done was supply some decent chairs to sit on, Nick thought, as he leaned to one side to rub his left butt cheek. It was numb or frozen, he couldn't tell which by now.
"Oh...wait, that reminds me!" AJ jumped up and Nick watched him as he carefully leaned over and grabbed a white plastic bucket that was sitting by the door and dragged it back to where they were sitting.
Immediately Nick jerked back, his eyes went wide and he scrunched up his nose, as the aromatic scent hit him full force. "Phew! Dude, what the fuck is that smell? You break wind or something? Shit, J!" Nick yelled, as he scooted his chair back further.
AJ laughed at the blond. "Fuck you! Man, and you say your girly-friends gots da' drama. Nick you are so full of shit. It ain't that bad, get over yourself."
Nick shook his head hard, pinching his nose between his fingers. "NUH-UH! You stink, Dawg!
AJ leveled a hard gaze on him, his lips tight. "I did not fart, dickhead!"
"Fine! So if it isn't you, then what?" Nick was still pinching his nose and still refused to move any closer until all things were explained to him in full detail. There were no flies on him, he wasn't stupid, no matter what Kevin said to the contrary.
AJ smirked at him again as he tipped the white bucket in his hands, just enough so Nick could see what was inside...even from his current location.
Nick rose up in his seat, straightening his back and leaning just a little bit forward so that he could see what was in the bucket. He let his hand drop, but he wrinkled his nose up at the sight, slightly confused, as he glanced over at the white chips he saw. "What are those?"
The other man grinned wide. "Eggshells. Broken eggshells."
Nick made a face and it wasn't pretty either. "What the hell for?"
AJ smiled. "Kevin brought them for the fish."
Nick just stared at him, not buying it for a single minute. "Of course he did." This whole thing was starting to bug the shit out of him now. Did everyone think he was stupid? "God AJ! Even I know fish don't eat eggshells!"
"No dumbass." AJ expelled a harsh breath as he pointed to Nick's ice hole. "You pour the eggshells into the hole and they float down to the bottom."
Nick's brows snapped together in the middle. "That's polluting, isn't it?"
AJ looked over his glasses at him again. "No, why? It's all natural."
Nick gave him a funny look. "How do you figure, all natural?"
AJ smiled. "All chickens eat is grain. The grain and the eggs all come out their tail section, right? So...that's all natural then, isn't it?"
Nick knew that, but still...hearing it was another story. Suddenly he felt queasy and his face paled. Aw Dawg...don't even go there, geez!"
AJ cackled, almost proud of himself.
Nick waved his hand back and forth at the bucket of chips. "Man, just tell me about the chips...what are they supposed to do now?"
"Watch Backstreet baby and learn from a master," AJ's mouth twisted into a smirky little grin as he got up and leaned over Nick's ice hole and began to pour the odorous fragments into it.
Nick pinched his nose hard again, making a face. But he did lean over and watch as the small broken shell bits floated down - like large chunks of confetti - all the way to the bottom of the lake floor, as if in semi-slow motion. Nick's eyes went round as he watched them slowly pile up on the bottom, covering a portion of the dark lake bed. The effect was a little like having someone turn a small light on down on the murky floor.
"Voila! See...now you have your very own lighted aquarium. Now every time a fish swims over that, you'll be able to see it. And...you'll be able to see the fish take your hook too," AJ whispered, as he leaned in closer to Nick's ear, making the younger man shiver.
Nick cleared his throat nervously and tried hard to ignore the feeling of AJ's breath dancing lightly over his skin. "Uh-okay. I uh...I can't even see m-my hook though," Nick stammered, suddenly having a hard time focusing on anything even slightly related to fishing at that moment. Not with AJ practically pressing up against his body as they both watched Nick's ice hole for signs of life.
Nick felt him move then, and when AJ spoke again, this time his breath brushed against Nick's other ear. A small tremor rippled through Nick's body again. Dammit! He was getting hard. Fuckin' AJ was no doubt doing this deliberately. AJ knew damned well Nick hadn't had a lay, er...date in quite a while.
"Pull up your line, Nicky-Nick," AJ whispered again, his voice low and husky.
Nick bit the inside of his lip and nibbled on it to keep from whimpering out loud, because...oh no he wasn't about to give AJ the satisfaction.
Nick did what he was told though, rolling up his line on his little Kevin-fashioned ice fishing stick. Which to Nick, looked a whole lot more like those long flat stir sticks that house painters use when mixing colors into their base paint. But whatever...
AJ slid around to his side and carefully took a hold of Nick's hook. Then as Nick watched, AJ replaced his bait with some hot pink glow-in-the-dark smelly stuff that reminded Nick of Playdough. Their eyes locked over the tops of AJ's shades as he finished with the hook, and for some reason Nick couldn't look away. As AJ slowly handed it back to him, his dark eyes - like chocolate sable - never left Nick's wide unblinking blue ones as their fingers connected. Nick felt the fiery jolt of that touch shoot straight through him to his dick.
"Uh..."
"Stick it in the hole Nick."
That may have been what AJ said, but that is not what Nick heard, as Nick's face instantly flushed with heat. He felt like he just swallowed sandpaper. "Wh-what?" His cheeks grew hotter as a particular image involving a naked AJ assailed him. Well, if his dick wasn't hard before...
"Drop your line in the water, Flame-Boy," AJ teased, showing a white line of pearly teeth peeking out between a pair of plush pink lips that Nick wanted desperately to chew on, suck on, and right then. And that thought alone made him forget the fact that he had been cold just moments before. He swallowed again and nodded, not wanting to risk speaking in case it came out sounding something like a ten year old girl's voice. That would be way too humiliating Nick figured.
They both watched the hook with its fluorescent colored bait sink way down into the water. Once there, Nick felt the heat of AJ's nearness suddenly leave him and the coolness of the shed surround him once more. He frowned.
"What's wrong?"
Nick didn't even look over at AJ, too afraid his friend would see too much written on his face right then. So he shook his head and focused on the bait he could vaguely see dangling way down below him. A hushed quiet filled the small shed again. AJ left him alone and for that Nick was ever so grateful. Sure he was. Of course he was. Okay...not so much. In fact he was miserable. He almost thought about starting another argument, just so things would feel at least half way normal again to him. Because right then, he was feeling a little off center. Or something.
-*-
After a while he heard sounds of movement behind him, but he chose to ignore it, watching the eggshells for signs of life instead. That is until a small whoop of triumph left AJ's mouth. Oooo...AJ's mouth. Nick clenched his teeth at that thought and rubbed a brisk hand over his face...hard. "What?" he asked, reluctant to know the answer. "Did you hook a fish?" he asked flatly.
"Nope. Better!" Nick heard the other man say from the back of the shed, but he still refused to turn around to investigate. Not until...
"Here," AJ said, shoving a large mug of something hot and steamy at him.
Nick's eyebrows shot up as he eyed the mug. "What's that?"
"I thought Kevin mentioned something about hot chocolate, earlier, but I couldn't find it. Then I moved this other crate and...well, here ya' go. One hot chocolate extreme."
"Extreme?" Nick finally turned to look at AJ. The other man's eyes were sparkling with amusement and Nick immediately regretted looking up into them.
"Yeah..." AJ said, scratching at his hat, "I think he dropped in a ton of mini marshmallows, but of course they're all melted by now." The corner of AJ's mouth curled up into a little lopsided grin, making Nick's stomach flip over.
Dammit!Dammit!Dammit! Why him?!
Nick silently cringed, but accepted the offered mug anyway and took a drink. Then he moaned as the warm liquid hit his tastebuds. Nick let his eyes flutter closed as the sweet warm chocolately velvet glided over his tongue and down his throat, melting away every care and cold draft he had felt. He was in chocolate heaven. He inhaled deeply and smiled. When he opened his eyes AJ was watching him with one very intense expression. Nick blinked. "What?"
AJ shook his head and looked down at his own mug. "Nothing. You just looked like you were...I dunno, never mind." He shrugged and took a drink of his own hot chocolate.
Nick's brows bunched together. "No...what?"
AJ shrugged again as he pulled the mug away from his mouth, then licked at his lips. Nick's eyes immediately zeroed in on the tip of that wet pink tongue as it circled AJ's mouth, and his dick twitched happily at the sight. Nick grit his teeth and shifted in his seat. That was all he needed now, a hard-on the size of Mount Everest and nothing he could do about it.
"I just meant...it looked a little like you were enjoying that so much that you had on your, you know...your whatchamacallit face," AJ mumbled quickly, shoving his mug to his lips again in an effort to avoid the subject.
Nick's face twisted in confusion. "Uh, what? My what face?"
"You know!" AJ snapped in irritation, as he got up and headed back over to the small table were he'd placed the thermos. Nick watched as AJ poured himself some more hot chocolate. He was completely confused by the other man's attitude. Okay, so attitude and AJ were completely synonymous, normally, but this time it didn't make any sense to Nick.
"No...I don't know what you mean, A-J! So why don't you tell me." He heard a slight mumble, but couldn't make it out. "What?"
He saw AJ's shoulders and back tense up. "Your fuckin' orgasm face, alright?!" AJ barked back.
Nick's eyebrows shot straight up into his messy blond bangs, his blue eyes wide with shock. "My WHAT?"
AJ swung around and faced him, his face impassive behind the dark half-wall of his shades. "I said, your orgasm face. That's what everyone calls it, dumbass."
Nick's eyes went wider still. "Who the hell is everyone?"
AJ shrugged sharply. "I dunno, the fans, everyone. Everyone calls it that. Apparently you're the only one that doesn't know it." His voice, his words, were clipped, abrupt. He was uncomfortable talking about it, that much was obvious to Nick.
Nick was surprised by the way AJ was acting, and not just a little bit confused by it as well. "Uh...apparently."
"Yeah, well, it's nothing. You just looked like you were... You were uh, just making that face, that's all." Fuck! He knew better than to get in to something like this with Nick. Where had all those promises he'd made to himself over the years regarding his younger Backstreet brother gone? AJ wiped his forehead - which despite the cool shed - was now covered in a sheen of sweat. "Can we just get back to watching the damn fish now? Alright?" he grouched. He could have just blown everything. He was an idiot and he knew it.
"Uh, sure man, sure," Nick shrugged, gripping his fishing stick tighter. He didn't know what was happening, but he didn't want to set AJ off again. Something was up with his friend and it didn't have anything to do with their normal bickering, so Nick just let it go.
AJ headed back over to his ice hole and poured some of the broken eggshells into it. Then he pulled his chair up close and sat down, hunching over the dark hole as he sipped on his hot chocolate.
They both kept quiet, just drinking from their mugs and watching the occasional fish swim by. Now that Nick could see them that is. Of course he kept his mouth shut, letting whatever was up with AJ settle some.
-*-
A little while later however, Nick's eyes went wide as he watched a very large lake trout swim by his hook and then double back on it. In one gulp the glowing bait disappeared and Nick felt a sharp tug on his line.
"AJ!" Nick rushed out in a hushed voice.
AJ shook his head, still staring down at his own line as it ran straight down into the icy murky depths below. "What?" he said, mimicking Nick's whispering tone.
"I got a fish!" Nick could hardly contain his excitement, but he didn't want the fish to hear him and bolt. It might end up snapping his line.
AJ looked up then and caught sight of Nick's eyes, wide with wonder, as if it were the very first fish he had ever seen, much less hooked. AJ couldn't help but grin as he watched him. "Why are you whispering, the fish can't hear you all the way up here, goofball," he teased.
Nick's head swung over to him, blue eyes huge with surprise. "Th-they can't?" He glanced quickly back at the hole again, moved his line a little, then smiled when he caught sight of the large dark feisty form swim back over the broken eggshells again. Then he nodded vigorously. "It's still there, J!"
The enthusiasm in Nick's voice made AJ rethink Kevin's entire scheme for getting them out here. Maybe Kevin wasn't trying to kill them off and dispose of their bodies in a frozen wasteland after all. Maybe he really did want them to bond. It had been a long tour, to be sure. Hmmm... So putting down his own line he then made his way over to Nick.
Nick's head whipped back and forth in his hyper over-excited state. He looked from AJ, to AJ's ice hole, to AJ again. "Wh-what about your hole? What if a fish comes by and grabs your hook?"
AJ chuckled. "Nick...unless he's Moby-Freakin'-Dick, I'm not too worried about it," he mused, taking a stance behind Nick then leaning over the other man's shoulders to watch the fish action.
Nick tried not to think about the feeling of AJ's body so close to his again. He tried hard to focus on what the other man was saying instead. He knew fishing, it wasn't that he didn't. Hell, he'd grown up in Florida, owned a boat of his own, had fished with his dad and friends, but whatever. If AJ wanted to be the ice fishing expert of the year, who was he to say otherwise. Although where AJ - who grew up in Southern Florida as well - learned to ice fish, was anyone's guess, Nick figured.
AJ placed his hand over Nick's shoulder then leaned in. Nick stared at the hand for a second, before swallowing hard and turning back to watch the fish struggle on his line.
"Now just let him fight and wear himself out. He's a fuckin' monster, Nick, let him get tired before you start to pull him up," AJ said calmly, his voice low next to Nick's ear again.
Nick wiggled in his seat. He was not getting hard again. He was absolutely not.
"That's it...just keep working him..." AJ said, squeezing Nick's shoulder firmly for a second before easing up on it. "Just like that. Yeah...that's good, right there."
Too late. He was hard. Nick grimaced. Dammit!Dammit!Dammit!
Then suddenly, Nick's line snapped. The release of such strong resistance from the monstrous fish's pull threw Nick backwards into AJ, both of them landing in a heap in the corner. A corner where all the sleeping bags just happened to be folded up, courtesy of Kevin.
"Oomph!"
"Ahhh, shit!"
After a few seconds of trying to catch their breath, AJ reached over and patted Nick's bulky snowpants. "You okay over there, Kaos?"
Nick was bummed out over losing the fish, but happy to hide his current, uh, affliction, until it subsided a little. "Yeah... so you can stop feeling my ass up now, thank you," he smirked.
AJ rolled his eyes then just laid there staring up at the roof of the tiny shed. "How the hell could you even feel that with all that padding you got?"
"What? You mean the snowpants?"
AJ's mouth twitched. He never could resist any opening Nick inadvertently gave him. "No, the padding from your ass, Wonder Boy."
Nick's eyes went wide again and he turned over quickly and swatted at AJ. "No, you're the ass, you jerk!" he laughed. And then they were both laughing as they wrestled around on top of the folded up sleeping bags.
Then before either of them realized what was happening, Nick had AJ pinned on top of the sleeping bags, straddling his waist... and something else.
Oh!
Their eyes locked the instant that it dawned on them both. In the midst of their struggling, AJ's shades had been knocked off and now he had nowhere to hide. Nick saw it all then. And felt it too.
"AJ..."
AJ closed his eyes tight and made a face. "Dammit! I never wanted you to know. Nick...I'm so..." Before he could finish, Nick's hand covered his mouth. AJ's eyes flew open and he stared up into the soft sparkling blue of Nick's own. "Shut up, Snow-cone," Nick grinned, before removing his hand and leaning in to cover AJ's mouth with his own.
"Wha-?! Snow-cone!"
But AJ didn't have too much to say after that, not with Nick's tongue thrusting deep inside his own mouth and stroking his tongue for all it was worth. Though after a few minutes of the best damn passionate kissing AJ could ever remember, he bucked his hips just enough to throw Nick off and then he rolled the big blond over. It even surprised him.
He smiled down at Nick, as he took both of the younger man's hands and pressed them into the sleeping bags laying behind Nick's head. "Snow-cone, huh?"
Nick blushed and offered up a sheepish grin. "Well...I had to get your attention somehow, didn't I?"
AJ arched a brow. "Oh you've got my attention alright. And then some, Sparky."
"Flame."
"Whatever." AJ smiled.
Nick laughed then surged up as much as he could and captured AJ's mouth again. AJ leaned in, pressing Nick back down into the soft bedding that the sleeping bags made. Then he let go of Nick's hands and began a slow trek down the front of his coat, opening up the long heavy duty zipper. Once unzipped, AJ shoved the bulky material aside and yanked up the hem of Nick's sweater, sliding his hands up inside and over the smooth warm flesh of Nick's stomach and chest.
Nick jerked. "Ah! Your hands are cold."
"Your skin is warm. But I promise to make it all better if you want," AJ teased.
Nick smirked. "Oh I want," he said, nodding. His cheeks were rosy and flushed and he was so hard he couldn't believe it. He wanted AJ so bad. So he told him so.
"I want you," he whispered.
AJ stopped smiling and gazed down at Nick, all spread out like Sunday supper for him. Sweater rucked up high, smooth flawless skin begging to be tasted, and blue eyes so bright, AJ couldn't ever remember seeing them look more beautiful.
"Yes. Anything you want, I'll do." And he meant every word of it too.
Nick grinned and wasted no time opening up AJ's coat and shirt, tugging at both of their buttons and zippers until finally most of the important stuff was accessible. Then they began the exploration of each other's bodies, a slow tantalizing search for every erogenous zone they possessed.
Nick moaned out low and long as he threw his head back into the pile of sleeping bags, as AJ's warm wet tongue and scratchy whiskers traced a trail up the center of his chest. "God..."
AJ chuckled against Nick's skin, but kept going. As he veered off to one side he circled a deep rosy-brown nipple, pebbled to a stiff little peak, then he ran his tongue over it before sucking it into his mouth.
Nick clutched at AJ's arms, groaning and writhing under AJ's mouth. "If you keep fuckin' around I'm not gonna be any good to you," Nick rasped out low.
AJ smiled and raised his head. "That's what so great about you young pups. Quick recovery time."
Nick looked up at him through lust-filled eyes. "I'm not sixteen anymore, ya' know."
The other man just leered wickedly at him, then wiggled his eyebrows. "We'll see." Then AJ's hand slid down his stomach to his lower hips, grasping the rest of Nick's jeans and snowpants and shoving them right down over his rainbow colored socks until they were completely off him. "You can keep the socks on, they'll look good wrapped around my back," AJ grinned.
Nick chuckled. "That's awfully kind of you," he said, reaching down to stroke himself.
AJ shoved his hand away. "Uh-uh. That's mine. You get this one," he said, moving up closer to Nick and placing Nick's hand on his own erection.
Nick smiled as he stroked and squeezed the swelling flesh. "Mmm...yeah, I like this one much better."
AJ laughed out loud. "You're weird, but lucky for you I happen to like weird," he teased, before leaning in and latching onto Nick's swollen red mouth. As they kissed, AJ's hand released Nick and headed further south.
Nick jerked, groaning in response, his eyes going wide as AJ's hand slipped deeper between his spread thighs. Nick broke the kiss, breathless. "Oooo!" he gasped, shivering. "I never knew you could do that w-with ice before," he moaned.
AJ grinned against the side of Nick's face and whispered. "Told ya'...there's nothing wrong with my abilities." AJ moved his cool wet fingers in and out, stroking the inside of Nick for a few more minutes, then he slid them back out again. Nick whined in frustration, until he felt AJ crawl over him then settle down on top.
Nick sighed as AJ's flesh came into contact with his own. "God...nothing feels better than this."
"Mmm...what?" AJ breathed, as he ran his mouth over the edge of Nick's slightly whiskered jaw.
"Us touching. Your body on top of mine," Nick panted, thrusting his hips up into AJ's, desperate for some fiction.
AJ grinned as he reached between them, angling himself where he needed to be. "And it only gets better from here," he promised, sucking in a sharp breath as he entered Nick's warm body. "Oh fuck!" he hissed out, as he felt himself sink all the way in with very little resistance. Then he let his head drop down into the curve of Nick's neck. "Oh my God, Nick..." The sensation of finally being inside of Nick was incredible enough, but the reality of knowing that - was almost overwhelming. "I think I'm in love," AJ mumbled against Nick's sweat damp skin.
Nick chuckled, eyes closed, as he felt AJ melt into him. Finally he opened his eyes, intent on responding, when the sight that greeted him made his mouth drop open and his eyes widened three times their normal size.
"Shit! Uh...AJ, I uh, I think we're steaming here," he said, tapping the other man on the back.
"Mmm...yeah, you know it, baby," AJ murmured, raising his head to kiss a stunned Nick on the mouth again.
Nick shoved harder against AJ's chest. "No...I mean we're really steaming," he laughed at the look on AJ's face then.
AJ arched a brow and looked around at them. Yep, they were definitely steaming.
"Is this gonna be...you know, dangerous?" Nick chewed on his lip, slightly worried that because of the particular super powers that they had, that it might be too hazardous for them to even have sex.
AJ frowned at him. "Too dangerous?"
"You know, the whole fire & ice thing?"
AJ's brows rose high and he suddenly smirked at the sexy blond beneath him. "Oh yeah...it'll definitely be too dangerous alright," he teased, wiggling his eyebrows as he leaned in and burrowed his face into Nick's neck again and began to nibble at the soft sensitive flesh there.
Nick giggled, scrunching up his shoulder at the ticklish feel of it. "You ass!" he laughed, as the steam continued to cloud around them.
-*-
As they headed towards the ice house with the rest of the gear and food for the others, Kevin, Brian and Howie looked up and caught sight of some odd-looking white steam billowing out from the roof cracks of the little ice house.
Kevin cringed. Brian accidentally tripped at the sight, swallowed his gum and swore. Howie just shook his head in dismay and kept walking.
"You do realize don't you," Howie said to them as he hefted the cooler higher in his arms, "they could, theoretically-speaking, snuff each other out, right?"
Kevin snorted, barking out a harsh laugh. "D...we should be so lucky!"
Brian suddenly reached up and smacked Kevin on the back of his head, making the older man stop and glare down at him. "What? What'd I say?"
Brian and Howie shook their heads in disapproval and kept walking, while Kevin stood there with his mouth hanging open, holding two bags of snacks in his arms. "What?" he asked again, taking off after them, his big bunny boots kicking up white dust as he trudged faster through the deep snow.
"Okay, I didn't mean it! No...really!"
"I was just kiddin'!"
"Hey guys, wait up!"
"Aw c'mon, guys!"
"Guuuuuys!"
-La Fin-
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'Touched By A Boy' Stories'
Fandom: Popslash/BSB
Pairing: Carter/McLean
Rating: FRAO - Adults Only
Disclaimer: Nonsense
Warnings: RPS/AR-ish, snark, bit-o-crack, sexual tension, smut and profanity.
Summary: AJ's hot. Nick's cold. Verbal foreplay in the Canadian wilderness, and is Kevin really 'that' evil?
For Madame_D who requested:
AJ/Nick,
AR-ish,
Rainbow socks & cigarettes.
The BSB are themselves in this, but with a little extra ZOOM! heh. I just hope it's not too weird or too boring for anyone to follow. lol
Disclaimer 2: This is my lil' take on a couple of comic book super heroes. No, they don't belong to me. The characters belong solely to their creators. I'm just borrowing a little smidgen of their super powers for two of the Backstreet Boys to play with. No profits made here folksies. :)
Fire & Ice
-*-
"Will you move your scrawny ass, I'm freezin'!" Nick harped, as he shoved AJ out of the way so that he could scoot his chair closer to the small heater. He then yanked on the quilt he had encased himself in and bundled it tighter around his neck, grumbling the entire time.
AJ arched a brow and tipped his head down, peering over his shades. Then he smirked. "What, Spark-Plug, can't keep your own big ass warm?" he snorted.
Nick turned his head slowly and sent AJ a withering look over his shoulder. "That's 'Flame', you ass, NOT Spark-Plug!" Nick hissed out slowly.
AJ shrugged him off as he watched Nick's face go from pale to deep red in one-point-two seconds. It was amusing to watch. "Flame. Spark-Plug. What's the fuck's the difference? Whatever you call yourself, you'd think you could keep your own nuts warm at least," he said, reaching for his pack of cigarettes.
"I can keep my own nuts warm, thank you very much!" Nick snapped back.
AJ laughed at that, almost choking on the cigarette he had just slipped between his lips. Then he nodded, "I just bet you can, Sweet-Pea." He dodged the flying boot that came sailing his way, but just in the nick of time. Then he just chuckled.
"What the hell's up with your boots anyway? It was stupid to take them off. No wonder you're cold, Einstein."
Nick yanked the quilt down as he turned to face his tormentor. "The heat from the heater can't get through my boots. It's better this way, Pop-sicle!" he snidely informed AJ as he pointed to his bright rainbow colored socks, all ten toes currently propped up on a wooden crate by the heater and wiggling happily. Of course they were the only things happy on him, the rest of his appendages felt like frozen blocks of ice. Every last one of them.
AJ's brows rose up his forehead and he pursed his lips. "Popsicle?"
Nick's cool eyes narrowed formidably. "Hey...you started it."
There was a silent two minute standoff where each man tried hard to stare the other one into submission. But they'd been here, done that before, numerous times, and it had never worked. Finally they both gave up and went back to what they were doing: ice fishing.
AJ waved Nick off and started to light his cigarette. "Never mind," he mumbled. "And for future reference, it's 'Mr. Ice' to you, big fella." He leered at Nick and wiggled his eyebrows.
Nick made a face at him then turned back around. "Sure...that's why none of this freezing cold temperature shit bothers you," Nick snorted, "In fact...why the hell did Kevin even think that bringing us out here to the Canadian wilderness - to ice fish of all things - was going to be a good bonding experience for us?" Nick waved a gloved hand up in the air. Sometimes he just didn't get the method to Kevin's madness.
AJ snorted. "You really think Kev brought us out here to bond? Nick...if you do than you're dumber than you look," he mumbled trying again to light his cigarette, without much success.
Nick stared over at him, his face etched in confusion. "Whaddya mean? If it wasn't for fishing and bonding than what was it for?"
AJ pulled his cigarette from his mouth, looked quickly around the little shed, then leaned in to whisper to him, like it was all some big mysterious conspiracy. "I think he plans to let us kill each other off so he and 'D' can sing more lead parts." And just as Nick's eyes widened to unbelievable proportions, AJ let loose with the loudest, scariest, most evil-sounding cackle that Nick had ever heard in his life. It even made the little hairs on the back of his neck stand straight up.
He shivered fiercely and shot AJ a dirty look. "Asshole!"
AJ busted up laughing. Nick's face darkened three more shades before he let out a frustrated huff and went back to watching his ice hole again. AJ shifted on his small chair and unwound some more fishing line, watching it disappear into the darkness. "Nah...you're probably right. He probably did want us to bond."
"Yeah...see!" Nick nodded smugly.
"Besides, even after we're outta the picture, he'd still have to kill off his favorite cousin," AJ reasoned casually.
Nick's shoulders bunched sharply as he cringed. "A-JAY!!!"
Then AJ was cackling again. It was always fun to yank the younger Backstreet Boy's chain. He knew he really shouldn't enjoy it as much as he did...but he did. He then went back to trying to light his cigarette once again, but his lighter was still not cooperating for some reason. He had just bought it, so he knew it wasn't out of lighter fluid. Maybe it was the cold, he thought, so he shook it and tried again. 'Flick, flick, flick, flick, flick...'
"What's a matter, Freeze-Pop, can't light your own cigarette? Maybe you're too coooool, Dude," Nick snickered.
AJ stopped, curled his lip and glared back at Nick over his shades. "Nothing wrong with any of my abilities. It's the way they make these damn cheap-ass lighters nowadays!" he grouched, tilting his head down at an angle and flicking the lighter one last time.
"Here...let me help you out." And before it had a chance to even register on AJ just what the other man meant by that, Nick slipped off a glove and pointed his finger in AJ's direction, letting loose a five foot stream of flame that shot right past the front of AJ's face.
"SON-OF-A...!"
AJ never moved so quick in his life. He jumped out of his chair so fast it tumbled backwards, and within a heartbeat of time he was standing on the other side of the small shack from Nick, bracing his body up against the door. Panting heavily and with his heart hammering in his chest, he wiped at his nose then and looked at the black smudge left on his gloves. His head snapped up and he stared at Nick, flabbergasted.
"You singed the end of my nose!" he screamed, his eyes wild and his mouth hanging open in shock. "Are you out of your fucking mind?!"
Nick shot him a slightly insulted look at first, but then just shrugged. "Oh I didn't hurt you, my aim is better than that! Plus your nose hairs needed a little trim anyway," he added just for spite.
AJ stood there fuming, his heart still going a mile a minute. He didn't know why he was surprised at all though. It always came down to this, every time they were left to their own devices. Kevin knew better. Oooo...Kevin. AJ was so going to have to think of a way to pay Kevin back for virtually locking him up with a living, breathing flamethrower in some tiny ass shed in the middle of Canada's version of nowhere. AJ growled under his breath and picked his chair up off the floor and sat back down on it. Maybe he'd freeze the big man's eyebrows while he slept and than yank them both off. One at a time. Slowly. And speaking of freezing things...
"Oh, and just for the record, Nick?"
Nick's lips thinned out as he tossed a look back over his shoulder once more. "Yeah?"
Right then AJ slipped a glove off and raised his arm. Liquid ice shot out of his hand, instantly covering the top of Nick's stocking cap and freezing it to his head.
Nick jumped up quickly this time. "Ow! Ow! Ow! Fucker!" he yelled, prying the icy cap off his frozen hair and tossing the cap back towards AJ's face.
AJ laughed as he easily swatted it out of the way. "Bite that, Sparky!" Then he chuckled to himself for the next five minutes - much to the younger man's thorough displeasure.
-*-
For a time they sat in relative silence, just occasional sounds of shifting chairs, AJ sitting there with his 'now lighted' cigarette dangling from his mouth, and Nick's teeth chattering away. Then Nick got bored. He'd had enough of this sitting and looking into an icy black hole shit. He couldn't see a damn thing down his ice hole and was beginning to think there were no fish down there at all.
"I wish it wasn't so dark down there, maybe if we could see the fish... And by the way, how do we know there's any fish in this stupid lake anyway?" Nick grouched. He was cold, bored, hungry, and his butt was starting to go numb. Kevin had the dumbest ideas! The least the cheap asshole could have done was supply some decent chairs to sit on, Nick thought, as he leaned to one side to rub his left butt cheek. It was numb or frozen, he couldn't tell which by now.
"Oh...wait, that reminds me!" AJ jumped up and Nick watched him as he carefully leaned over and grabbed a white plastic bucket that was sitting by the door and dragged it back to where they were sitting.
Immediately Nick jerked back, his eyes went wide and he scrunched up his nose, as the aromatic scent hit him full force. "Phew! Dude, what the fuck is that smell? You break wind or something? Shit, J!" Nick yelled, as he scooted his chair back further.
AJ laughed at the blond. "Fuck you! Man, and you say your girly-friends gots da' drama. Nick you are so full of shit. It ain't that bad, get over yourself."
Nick shook his head hard, pinching his nose between his fingers. "NUH-UH! You stink, Dawg!
AJ leveled a hard gaze on him, his lips tight. "I did not fart, dickhead!"
"Fine! So if it isn't you, then what?" Nick was still pinching his nose and still refused to move any closer until all things were explained to him in full detail. There were no flies on him, he wasn't stupid, no matter what Kevin said to the contrary.
AJ smirked at him again as he tipped the white bucket in his hands, just enough so Nick could see what was inside...even from his current location.
Nick rose up in his seat, straightening his back and leaning just a little bit forward so that he could see what was in the bucket. He let his hand drop, but he wrinkled his nose up at the sight, slightly confused, as he glanced over at the white chips he saw. "What are those?"
The other man grinned wide. "Eggshells. Broken eggshells."
Nick made a face and it wasn't pretty either. "What the hell for?"
AJ smiled. "Kevin brought them for the fish."
Nick just stared at him, not buying it for a single minute. "Of course he did." This whole thing was starting to bug the shit out of him now. Did everyone think he was stupid? "God AJ! Even I know fish don't eat eggshells!"
"No dumbass." AJ expelled a harsh breath as he pointed to Nick's ice hole. "You pour the eggshells into the hole and they float down to the bottom."
Nick's brows snapped together in the middle. "That's polluting, isn't it?"
AJ looked over his glasses at him again. "No, why? It's all natural."
Nick gave him a funny look. "How do you figure, all natural?"
AJ smiled. "All chickens eat is grain. The grain and the eggs all come out their tail section, right? So...that's all natural then, isn't it?"
Nick knew that, but still...hearing it was another story. Suddenly he felt queasy and his face paled. Aw Dawg...don't even go there, geez!"
AJ cackled, almost proud of himself.
Nick waved his hand back and forth at the bucket of chips. "Man, just tell me about the chips...what are they supposed to do now?"
"Watch Backstreet baby and learn from a master," AJ's mouth twisted into a smirky little grin as he got up and leaned over Nick's ice hole and began to pour the odorous fragments into it.
Nick pinched his nose hard again, making a face. But he did lean over and watch as the small broken shell bits floated down - like large chunks of confetti - all the way to the bottom of the lake floor, as if in semi-slow motion. Nick's eyes went round as he watched them slowly pile up on the bottom, covering a portion of the dark lake bed. The effect was a little like having someone turn a small light on down on the murky floor.
"Voila! See...now you have your very own lighted aquarium. Now every time a fish swims over that, you'll be able to see it. And...you'll be able to see the fish take your hook too," AJ whispered, as he leaned in closer to Nick's ear, making the younger man shiver.
Nick cleared his throat nervously and tried hard to ignore the feeling of AJ's breath dancing lightly over his skin. "Uh-okay. I uh...I can't even see m-my hook though," Nick stammered, suddenly having a hard time focusing on anything even slightly related to fishing at that moment. Not with AJ practically pressing up against his body as they both watched Nick's ice hole for signs of life.
Nick felt him move then, and when AJ spoke again, this time his breath brushed against Nick's other ear. A small tremor rippled through Nick's body again. Dammit! He was getting hard. Fuckin' AJ was no doubt doing this deliberately. AJ knew damned well Nick hadn't had a lay, er...date in quite a while.
"Pull up your line, Nicky-Nick," AJ whispered again, his voice low and husky.
Nick bit the inside of his lip and nibbled on it to keep from whimpering out loud, because...oh no he wasn't about to give AJ the satisfaction.
Nick did what he was told though, rolling up his line on his little Kevin-fashioned ice fishing stick. Which to Nick, looked a whole lot more like those long flat stir sticks that house painters use when mixing colors into their base paint. But whatever...
AJ slid around to his side and carefully took a hold of Nick's hook. Then as Nick watched, AJ replaced his bait with some hot pink glow-in-the-dark smelly stuff that reminded Nick of Playdough. Their eyes locked over the tops of AJ's shades as he finished with the hook, and for some reason Nick couldn't look away. As AJ slowly handed it back to him, his dark eyes - like chocolate sable - never left Nick's wide unblinking blue ones as their fingers connected. Nick felt the fiery jolt of that touch shoot straight through him to his dick.
"Uh..."
"Stick it in the hole Nick."
That may have been what AJ said, but that is not what Nick heard, as Nick's face instantly flushed with heat. He felt like he just swallowed sandpaper. "Wh-what?" His cheeks grew hotter as a particular image involving a naked AJ assailed him. Well, if his dick wasn't hard before...
"Drop your line in the water, Flame-Boy," AJ teased, showing a white line of pearly teeth peeking out between a pair of plush pink lips that Nick wanted desperately to chew on, suck on, and right then. And that thought alone made him forget the fact that he had been cold just moments before. He swallowed again and nodded, not wanting to risk speaking in case it came out sounding something like a ten year old girl's voice. That would be way too humiliating Nick figured.
They both watched the hook with its fluorescent colored bait sink way down into the water. Once there, Nick felt the heat of AJ's nearness suddenly leave him and the coolness of the shed surround him once more. He frowned.
"What's wrong?"
Nick didn't even look over at AJ, too afraid his friend would see too much written on his face right then. So he shook his head and focused on the bait he could vaguely see dangling way down below him. A hushed quiet filled the small shed again. AJ left him alone and for that Nick was ever so grateful. Sure he was. Of course he was. Okay...not so much. In fact he was miserable. He almost thought about starting another argument, just so things would feel at least half way normal again to him. Because right then, he was feeling a little off center. Or something.
-*-
After a while he heard sounds of movement behind him, but he chose to ignore it, watching the eggshells for signs of life instead. That is until a small whoop of triumph left AJ's mouth. Oooo...AJ's mouth. Nick clenched his teeth at that thought and rubbed a brisk hand over his face...hard. "What?" he asked, reluctant to know the answer. "Did you hook a fish?" he asked flatly.
"Nope. Better!" Nick heard the other man say from the back of the shed, but he still refused to turn around to investigate. Not until...
"Here," AJ said, shoving a large mug of something hot and steamy at him.
Nick's eyebrows shot up as he eyed the mug. "What's that?"
"I thought Kevin mentioned something about hot chocolate, earlier, but I couldn't find it. Then I moved this other crate and...well, here ya' go. One hot chocolate extreme."
"Extreme?" Nick finally turned to look at AJ. The other man's eyes were sparkling with amusement and Nick immediately regretted looking up into them.
"Yeah..." AJ said, scratching at his hat, "I think he dropped in a ton of mini marshmallows, but of course they're all melted by now." The corner of AJ's mouth curled up into a little lopsided grin, making Nick's stomach flip over.
Dammit!Dammit!Dammit! Why him?!
Nick silently cringed, but accepted the offered mug anyway and took a drink. Then he moaned as the warm liquid hit his tastebuds. Nick let his eyes flutter closed as the sweet warm chocolately velvet glided over his tongue and down his throat, melting away every care and cold draft he had felt. He was in chocolate heaven. He inhaled deeply and smiled. When he opened his eyes AJ was watching him with one very intense expression. Nick blinked. "What?"
AJ shook his head and looked down at his own mug. "Nothing. You just looked like you were...I dunno, never mind." He shrugged and took a drink of his own hot chocolate.
Nick's brows bunched together. "No...what?"
AJ shrugged again as he pulled the mug away from his mouth, then licked at his lips. Nick's eyes immediately zeroed in on the tip of that wet pink tongue as it circled AJ's mouth, and his dick twitched happily at the sight. Nick grit his teeth and shifted in his seat. That was all he needed now, a hard-on the size of Mount Everest and nothing he could do about it.
"I just meant...it looked a little like you were enjoying that so much that you had on your, you know...your whatchamacallit face," AJ mumbled quickly, shoving his mug to his lips again in an effort to avoid the subject.
Nick's face twisted in confusion. "Uh, what? My what face?"
"You know!" AJ snapped in irritation, as he got up and headed back over to the small table were he'd placed the thermos. Nick watched as AJ poured himself some more hot chocolate. He was completely confused by the other man's attitude. Okay, so attitude and AJ were completely synonymous, normally, but this time it didn't make any sense to Nick.
"No...I don't know what you mean, A-J! So why don't you tell me." He heard a slight mumble, but couldn't make it out. "What?"
He saw AJ's shoulders and back tense up. "Your fuckin' orgasm face, alright?!" AJ barked back.
Nick's eyebrows shot straight up into his messy blond bangs, his blue eyes wide with shock. "My WHAT?"
AJ swung around and faced him, his face impassive behind the dark half-wall of his shades. "I said, your orgasm face. That's what everyone calls it, dumbass."
Nick's eyes went wider still. "Who the hell is everyone?"
AJ shrugged sharply. "I dunno, the fans, everyone. Everyone calls it that. Apparently you're the only one that doesn't know it." His voice, his words, were clipped, abrupt. He was uncomfortable talking about it, that much was obvious to Nick.
Nick was surprised by the way AJ was acting, and not just a little bit confused by it as well. "Uh...apparently."
"Yeah, well, it's nothing. You just looked like you were... You were uh, just making that face, that's all." Fuck! He knew better than to get in to something like this with Nick. Where had all those promises he'd made to himself over the years regarding his younger Backstreet brother gone? AJ wiped his forehead - which despite the cool shed - was now covered in a sheen of sweat. "Can we just get back to watching the damn fish now? Alright?" he grouched. He could have just blown everything. He was an idiot and he knew it.
"Uh, sure man, sure," Nick shrugged, gripping his fishing stick tighter. He didn't know what was happening, but he didn't want to set AJ off again. Something was up with his friend and it didn't have anything to do with their normal bickering, so Nick just let it go.
AJ headed back over to his ice hole and poured some of the broken eggshells into it. Then he pulled his chair up close and sat down, hunching over the dark hole as he sipped on his hot chocolate.
They both kept quiet, just drinking from their mugs and watching the occasional fish swim by. Now that Nick could see them that is. Of course he kept his mouth shut, letting whatever was up with AJ settle some.
-*-
A little while later however, Nick's eyes went wide as he watched a very large lake trout swim by his hook and then double back on it. In one gulp the glowing bait disappeared and Nick felt a sharp tug on his line.
"AJ!" Nick rushed out in a hushed voice.
AJ shook his head, still staring down at his own line as it ran straight down into the icy murky depths below. "What?" he said, mimicking Nick's whispering tone.
"I got a fish!" Nick could hardly contain his excitement, but he didn't want the fish to hear him and bolt. It might end up snapping his line.
AJ looked up then and caught sight of Nick's eyes, wide with wonder, as if it were the very first fish he had ever seen, much less hooked. AJ couldn't help but grin as he watched him. "Why are you whispering, the fish can't hear you all the way up here, goofball," he teased.
Nick's head swung over to him, blue eyes huge with surprise. "Th-they can't?" He glanced quickly back at the hole again, moved his line a little, then smiled when he caught sight of the large dark feisty form swim back over the broken eggshells again. Then he nodded vigorously. "It's still there, J!"
The enthusiasm in Nick's voice made AJ rethink Kevin's entire scheme for getting them out here. Maybe Kevin wasn't trying to kill them off and dispose of their bodies in a frozen wasteland after all. Maybe he really did want them to bond. It had been a long tour, to be sure. Hmmm... So putting down his own line he then made his way over to Nick.
Nick's head whipped back and forth in his hyper over-excited state. He looked from AJ, to AJ's ice hole, to AJ again. "Wh-what about your hole? What if a fish comes by and grabs your hook?"
AJ chuckled. "Nick...unless he's Moby-Freakin'-Dick, I'm not too worried about it," he mused, taking a stance behind Nick then leaning over the other man's shoulders to watch the fish action.
Nick tried not to think about the feeling of AJ's body so close to his again. He tried hard to focus on what the other man was saying instead. He knew fishing, it wasn't that he didn't. Hell, he'd grown up in Florida, owned a boat of his own, had fished with his dad and friends, but whatever. If AJ wanted to be the ice fishing expert of the year, who was he to say otherwise. Although where AJ - who grew up in Southern Florida as well - learned to ice fish, was anyone's guess, Nick figured.
AJ placed his hand over Nick's shoulder then leaned in. Nick stared at the hand for a second, before swallowing hard and turning back to watch the fish struggle on his line.
"Now just let him fight and wear himself out. He's a fuckin' monster, Nick, let him get tired before you start to pull him up," AJ said calmly, his voice low next to Nick's ear again.
Nick wiggled in his seat. He was not getting hard again. He was absolutely not.
"That's it...just keep working him..." AJ said, squeezing Nick's shoulder firmly for a second before easing up on it. "Just like that. Yeah...that's good, right there."
Too late. He was hard. Nick grimaced. Dammit!Dammit!Dammit!
Then suddenly, Nick's line snapped. The release of such strong resistance from the monstrous fish's pull threw Nick backwards into AJ, both of them landing in a heap in the corner. A corner where all the sleeping bags just happened to be folded up, courtesy of Kevin.
"Oomph!"
"Ahhh, shit!"
After a few seconds of trying to catch their breath, AJ reached over and patted Nick's bulky snowpants. "You okay over there, Kaos?"
Nick was bummed out over losing the fish, but happy to hide his current, uh, affliction, until it subsided a little. "Yeah... so you can stop feeling my ass up now, thank you," he smirked.
AJ rolled his eyes then just laid there staring up at the roof of the tiny shed. "How the hell could you even feel that with all that padding you got?"
"What? You mean the snowpants?"
AJ's mouth twitched. He never could resist any opening Nick inadvertently gave him. "No, the padding from your ass, Wonder Boy."
Nick's eyes went wide again and he turned over quickly and swatted at AJ. "No, you're the ass, you jerk!" he laughed. And then they were both laughing as they wrestled around on top of the folded up sleeping bags.
Then before either of them realized what was happening, Nick had AJ pinned on top of the sleeping bags, straddling his waist... and something else.
Oh!
Their eyes locked the instant that it dawned on them both. In the midst of their struggling, AJ's shades had been knocked off and now he had nowhere to hide. Nick saw it all then. And felt it too.
"AJ..."
AJ closed his eyes tight and made a face. "Dammit! I never wanted you to know. Nick...I'm so..." Before he could finish, Nick's hand covered his mouth. AJ's eyes flew open and he stared up into the soft sparkling blue of Nick's own. "Shut up, Snow-cone," Nick grinned, before removing his hand and leaning in to cover AJ's mouth with his own.
"Wha-?! Snow-cone!"
But AJ didn't have too much to say after that, not with Nick's tongue thrusting deep inside his own mouth and stroking his tongue for all it was worth. Though after a few minutes of the best damn passionate kissing AJ could ever remember, he bucked his hips just enough to throw Nick off and then he rolled the big blond over. It even surprised him.
He smiled down at Nick, as he took both of the younger man's hands and pressed them into the sleeping bags laying behind Nick's head. "Snow-cone, huh?"
Nick blushed and offered up a sheepish grin. "Well...I had to get your attention somehow, didn't I?"
AJ arched a brow. "Oh you've got my attention alright. And then some, Sparky."
"Flame."
"Whatever." AJ smiled.
Nick laughed then surged up as much as he could and captured AJ's mouth again. AJ leaned in, pressing Nick back down into the soft bedding that the sleeping bags made. Then he let go of Nick's hands and began a slow trek down the front of his coat, opening up the long heavy duty zipper. Once unzipped, AJ shoved the bulky material aside and yanked up the hem of Nick's sweater, sliding his hands up inside and over the smooth warm flesh of Nick's stomach and chest.
Nick jerked. "Ah! Your hands are cold."
"Your skin is warm. But I promise to make it all better if you want," AJ teased.
Nick smirked. "Oh I want," he said, nodding. His cheeks were rosy and flushed and he was so hard he couldn't believe it. He wanted AJ so bad. So he told him so.
"I want you," he whispered.
AJ stopped smiling and gazed down at Nick, all spread out like Sunday supper for him. Sweater rucked up high, smooth flawless skin begging to be tasted, and blue eyes so bright, AJ couldn't ever remember seeing them look more beautiful.
"Yes. Anything you want, I'll do." And he meant every word of it too.
Nick grinned and wasted no time opening up AJ's coat and shirt, tugging at both of their buttons and zippers until finally most of the important stuff was accessible. Then they began the exploration of each other's bodies, a slow tantalizing search for every erogenous zone they possessed.
Nick moaned out low and long as he threw his head back into the pile of sleeping bags, as AJ's warm wet tongue and scratchy whiskers traced a trail up the center of his chest. "God..."
AJ chuckled against Nick's skin, but kept going. As he veered off to one side he circled a deep rosy-brown nipple, pebbled to a stiff little peak, then he ran his tongue over it before sucking it into his mouth.
Nick clutched at AJ's arms, groaning and writhing under AJ's mouth. "If you keep fuckin' around I'm not gonna be any good to you," Nick rasped out low.
AJ smiled and raised his head. "That's what so great about you young pups. Quick recovery time."
Nick looked up at him through lust-filled eyes. "I'm not sixteen anymore, ya' know."
The other man just leered wickedly at him, then wiggled his eyebrows. "We'll see." Then AJ's hand slid down his stomach to his lower hips, grasping the rest of Nick's jeans and snowpants and shoving them right down over his rainbow colored socks until they were completely off him. "You can keep the socks on, they'll look good wrapped around my back," AJ grinned.
Nick chuckled. "That's awfully kind of you," he said, reaching down to stroke himself.
AJ shoved his hand away. "Uh-uh. That's mine. You get this one," he said, moving up closer to Nick and placing Nick's hand on his own erection.
Nick smiled as he stroked and squeezed the swelling flesh. "Mmm...yeah, I like this one much better."
AJ laughed out loud. "You're weird, but lucky for you I happen to like weird," he teased, before leaning in and latching onto Nick's swollen red mouth. As they kissed, AJ's hand released Nick and headed further south.
Nick jerked, groaning in response, his eyes going wide as AJ's hand slipped deeper between his spread thighs. Nick broke the kiss, breathless. "Oooo!" he gasped, shivering. "I never knew you could do that w-with ice before," he moaned.
AJ grinned against the side of Nick's face and whispered. "Told ya'...there's nothing wrong with my abilities." AJ moved his cool wet fingers in and out, stroking the inside of Nick for a few more minutes, then he slid them back out again. Nick whined in frustration, until he felt AJ crawl over him then settle down on top.
Nick sighed as AJ's flesh came into contact with his own. "God...nothing feels better than this."
"Mmm...what?" AJ breathed, as he ran his mouth over the edge of Nick's slightly whiskered jaw.
"Us touching. Your body on top of mine," Nick panted, thrusting his hips up into AJ's, desperate for some fiction.
AJ grinned as he reached between them, angling himself where he needed to be. "And it only gets better from here," he promised, sucking in a sharp breath as he entered Nick's warm body. "Oh fuck!" he hissed out, as he felt himself sink all the way in with very little resistance. Then he let his head drop down into the curve of Nick's neck. "Oh my God, Nick..." The sensation of finally being inside of Nick was incredible enough, but the reality of knowing that - was almost overwhelming. "I think I'm in love," AJ mumbled against Nick's sweat damp skin.
Nick chuckled, eyes closed, as he felt AJ melt into him. Finally he opened his eyes, intent on responding, when the sight that greeted him made his mouth drop open and his eyes widened three times their normal size.
"Shit! Uh...AJ, I uh, I think we're steaming here," he said, tapping the other man on the back.
"Mmm...yeah, you know it, baby," AJ murmured, raising his head to kiss a stunned Nick on the mouth again.
Nick shoved harder against AJ's chest. "No...I mean we're really steaming," he laughed at the look on AJ's face then.
AJ arched a brow and looked around at them. Yep, they were definitely steaming.
"Is this gonna be...you know, dangerous?" Nick chewed on his lip, slightly worried that because of the particular super powers that they had, that it might be too hazardous for them to even have sex.
AJ frowned at him. "Too dangerous?"
"You know, the whole fire & ice thing?"
AJ's brows rose high and he suddenly smirked at the sexy blond beneath him. "Oh yeah...it'll definitely be too dangerous alright," he teased, wiggling his eyebrows as he leaned in and burrowed his face into Nick's neck again and began to nibble at the soft sensitive flesh there.
Nick giggled, scrunching up his shoulder at the ticklish feel of it. "You ass!" he laughed, as the steam continued to cloud around them.
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As they headed towards the ice house with the rest of the gear and food for the others, Kevin, Brian and Howie looked up and caught sight of some odd-looking white steam billowing out from the roof cracks of the little ice house.
Kevin cringed. Brian accidentally tripped at the sight, swallowed his gum and swore. Howie just shook his head in dismay and kept walking.
"You do realize don't you," Howie said to them as he hefted the cooler higher in his arms, "they could, theoretically-speaking, snuff each other out, right?"
Kevin snorted, barking out a harsh laugh. "D...we should be so lucky!"
Brian suddenly reached up and smacked Kevin on the back of his head, making the older man stop and glare down at him. "What? What'd I say?"
Brian and Howie shook their heads in disapproval and kept walking, while Kevin stood there with his mouth hanging open, holding two bags of snacks in his arms. "What?" he asked again, taking off after them, his big bunny boots kicking up white dust as he trudged faster through the deep snow.
"Okay, I didn't mean it! No...really!"
"I was just kiddin'!"
"Hey guys, wait up!"
"Aw c'mon, guys!"
"Guuuuuys!"
-La Fin-
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'Touched By A Boy' Stories'