"Music Hath Charms..." (Kevin/Nick) ficlet for Kamikazelover
Title: Music Hath Charms...
Fandom: Popslash/BSB/RPS
Pairing: Carter/Richardson
Rating: FRAO - Adults Only
Disclaimer: All nonsense.
Warnings: Just some snarky flirting, smutty porn and profanity.
Summary: Nick's new music triggers more than just a planned confession. It triggers a couple of surprises as well.
For Kamikazelover who requested the following:
"RPS, Boys (Kevin/Nick or Nick/AJ, or Kevin/AJ... okay, anybody except Brian/Howie).
Humor or smut.
Prompt: someone just got hit by the clue bus."
"KL": I'm not entirely sure this is what you were asking for, but I went with K/N and both humor and smut. I hope that's okay? ;) And ya' know, if you don't like this, I'll be writing more N/K 'RPS' later, so we'll just give it another go then, cool? :)
Music Hath Charms...
-*-
"Nick...don't go setting off any alarms," Kevin said, barely suppressing a chuckle as he leaned against the door to the studio, watching his Backstreet brother try again and again to punch in the correct code. Of course the fact that they had both been to a club and were a little tipsy, might have had something to do with their current situation.
"Shut up, Kevin, dammit!" Nick laughed. Then finally punching in the right code, the panel light on the side of the door turned green and the door unlocked with an audible click. "There, asshole," Nick giggled as he twisted the doorknob and shoved his shoulder against the door. Within seconds he was flat on his ass in the entryway looking up at Kevin with shocked blue eyes.
Kevin stood there staring wide eyed at first, and then he busted out laughing. "Jesus, Nick!" He leaned over, practically falling himself as he grabbed his band mate by the arms and hauled him up off the floor. "I never should have let you have that last drink. You are so fucked up, kid," Kevin grinned, breathing warm air and alcohol against Nick's cheek.
Nick scrunched up his nose as he smiled wide and giggled, and then he shoved Kevin away from him. "Fuck you, I am not a kid." Then for emphasis, he playfully reached out and grabbed Kevin's shirt, yanking the older man closer to him again until they were almost nose to nose. "Not. A. Kid. Got it?" he whispered in Kevin's face.
Kevin blinked several times, his eyelashes fluttering as Nick's breath washed over him and Kevin nodded, silently chuckling. "Yes sir, Mr. Carter, sir. Now...show me your...uh..." Kevin said distractedly as he pushed away from Nick, trying to keep his balance as he did so.
Nick laughed, eyeing the other man for a second. "Show you my, uh...video game collection?...my iPod?...my bus?...my etchings?...my what?" he snickered, as he watched Kevin turn back to him, green eyes wide as his eyebrows rose, a smirk playing across his lips. Nick's own eyes sparkled with amusement as he watched the other man's reaction.
"No Mac Daddy, your music, you shit!" Kevin laughed, flushing a little at what Nick had said as he scrubbed a hand through his short hair.
Nick shrugged a bit. "Ehh...it always seems to work with the ladies," he explained, offering up a devastatingly wicked smile to Kevin.
Kevin's mouth twisted into a half-smirk and he shook his head. "In case you haven't noticed, Nick, I'm not one of the 'ladies'." Then before waiting for a response, Kevin headed in the direction of the mixing booth. If he would have waited, he would have heard a small whispered, 'oh, I've noticed', but he didn't.
Nick tracked every move Kevin made, his eyes raking over the full length of the taller man's dark form as Kevin swayed in the direction of the mixing booth. He couldn't help but grin a little as he saw Kevin try and take the entrance to the booth twice before actually succeeding. Nick chuckled and took off after Kevin. "Dawg, if I'm fucked up, than you are waaay beyond that, dude," he laughed as he caught up with Kevin and watched the other man flop down hard into one of the chairs in front of the mixing board.
Kevin glanced up at him with a slightly silly looking grin on his face. "Nope. I'm perfectly fine."
Nick shook his head in disbelief and giggled again. "Suuuurrre you are. But fine, I give. All I'm sayin' is you'd better stay awake long enough to listen to the new stuff I've been working on, 'cause it's the best shit ever, Bro. So, you fall asleep on me, Kev..." Nick said, narrowing his eyes at the other man for a second, "...and I'm kickin' your country bumpkin' ass."
Kevin's brows shot up high, but he was still grinning. "Yeah? You and whose army, tadpole?"
Nick snorted then laughed. "Dawg, I won't need any army in the condition you're in, Grandpa Richardson," he teased.
Kevin barked out a laugh. "Hey...this old man has got some moves even you haven't seen before."
The younger man leaned his shoulder against the door frame and leered at him with a grin. "Yeah? What kind of moves?" he asked coyly, his eyes twinkling mischievously as he watched Kevin.
Their eyes connected, and for a brief moment a heavy uncertain vibe seemed to hang in the air. Nick could feel his face warming, and his heart beating high and fast in his chest as he waited for Kevin to say something. Kevin's mouth slowly curled up at the corners. "Just play your music, Nic-ky," he drawled out low.
Nick stood there staring at Kevin for a second, biting back the urge to say more. Finally, shoving his hands into his pockets he shrugged casually and pushed away from the door frame. "Fine...new music comin' up," he said, still feeling the heat on his cheeks as he walked across the small room.
Kevin threw out his arms wide as he sat there. "Then let' 'er rip, baby," he urged, slapping his hands down onto the arms of the chair. Kevin was always amusing whenever he got a little tipsy, and Nick couldn't stop himself from grinning a bit as he made his way to the mixing board to que up his music.
Everything was pretty much ready to go though, since Nick had been in the studio earlier. It was then - as Nick put the very last finishing touch on his favorite new song - that Nick had decided that tonight was going to be the night he told Kevin everything. It had been a long time in coming, more years than Nick could even remember now. But there it was. So Nick's plan had been a simple one, in theory: he would take Kevin out; ply him with his favorite Merlot; and then take him back to the studio to hear some of the new music he had written. Then Nick would confess his feelings to Kevin, telling him exactly what he had been feeling for him and for how long he had been feeling that way.
Now here they were. In the studio. Kevin, in a very good mood, feeling laid back and high. And Nick, feeling nervous and sick to his stomach. Yet he went ahead and pressed the play button to start the first song, trying hard to ignore the emotional war that was beginning to wage inside of him again. He turned and took a seat himself, right across from Kevin. Both of them just smiled at each other as they heard the first few strains filtering through the speakers. Nick sucked nervously on his bottom lip and slipped his hands in between his closed knees to keep them from shaking. And while he sat there - trying hard not to analyze Kevin's every expression - he just hoped that everything would work out like he had planned.
-*-
Kevin was impressed to say the least. The first song was wonderful. Better than anything Nick had ever done before and he told Nick so. Nick radiated with pride. It was pretty obvious to Kevin that his approval meant a lot to the younger man, and that alone meant more to Kevin than he could possibly tell Nick.
Kevin crossed his legs letting one foot bounce to the heavy beat. Between the alcohol and the music it was easy for Kevin to just sit back and lose himself in the moment. As the music surrounded him he let his thoughts drift until all that was left was just pure sensation. The vibrations flowed through the floor and up his legs, and then through his entire body. But he felt it the most as it hummed through his groin, building a sweet tension just beneath his skin. He tried to ignore that feeling for the moment however, because right then it was about something else. Something more important. Nick and his music. This meant a lot to Nick, Kevin knew it. And this time Kevin was determined not to let him down.
The music Nick had written and produced had a very distinctive hard rock beat to it, with wonderful electric guitar riffs. But it was everything else that surprised Kevin. The heavy bass and the added sax made it almost soulful and bluesy. When Kevin heard Nick's voice pierce through the music, a hard shiver rolled up his spine. It wasn't just that the lyrics were so wistful-like and haunting, but it was the tone of Nick's voice too. The emotional rawness that seemed to seep out of him. It was like he was spilling his guts to the world, like everything inside of him had been ripped wide open and poured out for everyone to see.
That knowledge cut painfully through Kevin. It made the whole effect very powerful, almost overwhelming to him. It seemed to evoke every emotion, every feeling inside of Kevin that he possessed. Like his entire body was physically responding to it. And as Nick's song played on, Kevin felt more and more restless, as if something inside of him was desperate for a connection of some kind. A connection with someone.
Someone like Nick.
As Kevin sat there on the edge of his seat listening to the song, he watched as Nick got up and crossed over to lean against the mixing board. Soon Nick's head began bobbing up and down, and his hips, his ass, began to sway sensuously to the beat. Kevin's eyes were riveted to him as Nick stood straight up and leaned his head back, running all his fingers through his hair, as if he were trying to unwind, relax, and get more into the music. The entire time he never stopped the motion of his hips or the small body rolls he had begun to make.
It was quite a visual for Kevin and it was wreaking some serious havoc on his body, but he just couldn't seem to make himself look away, as Nick began to move even more. Nick rolled his chest and shoulders just a little, making them shift underneath the tight black knit sweater that he was wearing, as his black denim-clad hips undulated in perfect unison with the rhythm of the music. As Nick moved his arms up higher, his sweater rose as well. Just enough to tease and tempt. Just enough to show a little peek of golden sun-licked skin, smooth and flawless and way too tempting, Kevin thought. He moistened his dry lips with the tip of his tongue and tried to bite back the feral hunger that was starting to build up inside of him.
He tried to look away, but it was impossible and he knew it. So he kept on staring, kept on soaking up the vision, as Nick stood there under the glow of the recessed lighting of the mixing booth, his pale honey-gold hair shimmering more with every move. Every sex-laced gesture, every shift of Nick's body, was turning Kevin on more and more until sweat began to seep from Kevin's skin, prickling him uncomfortably beneath his clothes. He nervously laced his fingers together, clasping them in a fiercely tight grip. But he had no choice. He was suppressing an almost inhuman urge right then to just jump up and start touching Nick...everywhere.
Kevin felt like he was hanging on to the very last fragment of his self control as he watched Nick sway and grind with the music. It was like he could literally feel every single possible barrier between them, crumbling and blowing away like nothing...like dust. It was almost as if there was nothing left to stop him anymore - from just getting up and crossing the room and taking the other man in his arms. Kevin wiped away the sweat above his lip and shifted anxiously in his seat, quietly adjusting himself. He wasn't sure just how much more he could take. It was like he could almost smell Nick's heat, his musky scent, from where he sat. And it was slowly driving him crazy.
Nick had been looking down, idly watching his lower half sway from side to side with the music. But as he angled his body towards Kevin, he looked up through his pale messy bangs and their eyes clashed immediately. Kevin watched, completely mesmerized. Nick shot him a shy little smile, coaxing some sweat-dampened blond hair out of his face to tuck behind one ear, while huge blue eyes gazed back at him. His face was flushed, a slight glossing of sweat dappled his skin, and his blond hair was nothing but a wild mess. Even Nick's mouth looked completely debauched, as if someone had crushed red berries and smeared them across his lips, and all because of his constant licking of them.
Kevin's groin tightened almost painfully. He couldn't even blink, because he didn't want to miss one single second of what Nick was doing, or how he looked right then. But just as that thought occurred to Kevin, suddenly he noticed that something was different and he froze instantly, and just gaped at Nick. There was something in the way that Nick was looking at him just then. Something that suggested much more than Nick just dancing because he'd been caught up in the music.
Nick was seducing him.
A bolt of something indescribable shot through Kevin until, suddenly, he found himself responding to that look before he knew it. Slowly he rose to his feet and moved forward, fire pounding in his blood, as he reached out for Nick. He took one step after another, quickening his pace as he did so. When he got to Nick, it wasn't as difficult as Kevin thought it might be, to shove Nick those last two feet into the wall behind him and crush Nick's body with his own.
So he did.
Nick slammed against the wall with a grunt, his head banging onto the surface. But he didn't fight it. And he still didn't fight it when Kevin pressed into him, hard, grabbing his head with both hands before leaned in and taking his mouth by force. A muffled moan is all that passed between them before Kevin's tongue parted his lips and invaded his mouth aggressively. Nick could have pushed Kevin off then if he had wanted to. Maybe it would have worked even. But Nick didn't want that. So when Kevin pushed against him, he didn't hesitate to run his arms around Kevin's broad shoulders. And when Kevin's tongue stabbed passed his lips to possess him with fierce determination, he didn't hesitate either, to slide his hands into Kevin short dark hair, moaning and welcoming him into his mouth.
Because this was all he had ever wanted.
Yet all too soon Kevin broke the kiss, and as Nick panted for breath and started to whine, Kevin sank to his knees in front of him. He shoved up Nick's sweater and ran his mouth, tongue and teeth over Nick's stomach, biting and licking at the soft skin there, as he yanked at Nick's button and zipper, almost tearing at them. Nick's eyes opened wide as he took in the sight. He shook his head as if to clear it, because this was Kevin, his Backstreet brother. The very one he had wanted this exact same thing to happen with - for years now, but never thought it possible. Not even close. Yet here he was with Kevin at his feet, practically ripping his clothes off of him. But instead of jubilantly shouting it from every rooftop in the known world (like his heart felt like doing), Nick was scared shitless he just might be dreaming. And as Kevin pulled Nick's aching flesh free from his pants and circled that same flesh with his warm wet tongue, Nick was absolutely fucking sure this had to be some kind of a crazy dream, because it was way too good to be true. And if it was a dream...he never wanted to wake up again.
He sucked in a sharp ragged breath as Kevin moaned and slid his hot mouth over the length of him, slowly, erotically swallowing him down. Nick's eyes slammed shut and he banged his head back into the wall again. One hand reached for Kevin's hair, sinking into it, Nick's other hand reached over his head, his fingers digging into the carpeted wall behind him with force. He couldn't stop his hips from bucking forward, as he thrust himself deeper into Kevin's hungry mouth.
"Oh fuck!"
Nick babbled incoherently from then on, as Kevin twined his tongue around him, backing off from Nick's slick wet flesh before sucking him back in once more. Nick gripped Kevin's short hair, almost pulling it out as he fisted the short hair in his hand. The pleasure was just too intense, too much period, because this was Kevin. His Kevin. Nick's legs shook as the mind-numbing tension in him rose. Sweat trickled down the sides of his face and down the middle of his back as Kevin picked up his pace. As Kevin's fist wound around the base of Nick's cock, and he began to jack him off, Kevin's tongue and mouth did the rest of the dirty work. Nick was completely lost to the pleasurable torture that Kevin's mouth was inflicting on his body, and he could feel himself beginning to lose it.
The forward and back rocking motion of his hips, plus the motion of Kevin's hand, and the tight suction of his mouth was more than Nick could take. He tensed, his eyes squeezing shut hard as fire blazed up his spine. Then his body was flooded with the most rapturous waves of warmth he'd ever felt, as he quivered intensely through his climax.
"Oh God..."
Nick felt the suction of Kevin's mouth intensify around him at his release and he let himself go completely, collapsing heavily against the wall. As Kevin's mouth finally let him go, despite Kevin holding onto his hips, Nick's legs buckled from everything and Kevin helped ease him to the floor. Yet before Nick could even catch his breath, Kevin was pushing him down into the entryway and crawling up on top of him, covering his body with his own.
Nick was still reeling, the smell of sweat and sex filling his senses, but in the back of his mind, Nick could feel Kevin yanking open his own pants. Kevin shifted his weight above Nick, and then settle into the hollow of his hip. The press of Kevin's hot flesh sizzled against Nick's own bare skin, and Nick moaned at the sensation. Kevin shoved his hands into the damp golden stands of Nick's hair, grasping them tightly as he began to move his hips, grinding himself down against Nick's body.
Nick's eyes weren't even open yet, as Kevin's mouth latched onto his again, biting and sucking on it. Their breathing was harsh between their lewd kisses, as Kevin continued to rock himself into Nick, faster and faster. When Nick finally opened his eyes and pulled back, he saw an intensity in Kevin's face that made him shiver hard, as Kevin's hips pumped out a furious rhythm. Then all of a sudden Kevin groaned and Nick felt his entire body stiffen above him.
"Baby..."
Kevin pressed the side of his face against Nick's as he trembled out his release onto Nick's stomach, his eyes finally fluttering closed as his whole body collapsed, exhausted and sweaty, on top of Nick. Then the two of them just laid there on the carpeted floor - half in and half out of the mixing booth - as they came down from their high and their breathing slowed. As Nick laid there listening to Kevin breathe, he could actually feel Kevin's heart beating wildly against his own chest, and in perfect harmony with his own. It struck him as the most incredible thing ever.
Then suddenly out of nowhere, Nick started to laugh. He didn't mean to really. It certainly wasn't the time for something like that. But their entire interlude was something out of one of Nick's wildest fantasies he'd had about Kevin over the years. And now it was hard for him to believe that the whole thing had actually taken place. But yet...it had.
Kevin ran his mouth over Nick's ear, kissing it briefly before finally raising his head to look at Nick. He gazed at Nick through deeply hooded eyes, and smiled at him. "What's so funny?"
Nick stopped laughing as he took in Kevin's sweaty flushed face. As much as part of him had dreaded this moment, another part of him wanted Kevin to know. It was time for him to come clean, completely, and clue the other man in to the whole entire truth, the secret that he'd been keeping for years.
"Kevin..."
"Hmm...?" Kevin wiped away Nick's sweat-soaked bangs with his fingers, but his gaze stayed locked with Nick's own.
"I have a little confession to make," Nick mumbled, as he nibbled back and forth on his bottom lip, watching as Kevin pulled back more in order to look at him better. Nick sucked in a deep breath. Part of him was afraid that Kevin would get pissed if he told him the whole truth, even reject him, maybe. Even after everything that had just happened. And part of him just wanted to forget telling him altogether, and just lose himself in the tender green of Kevin's eyes once more. But that last one was not to be...just yet.
Kevin's brows rose up his forehead as he looked at Nick curiously. "Confession? What kind of confession?"
Nick swallowed the nervousness down he felt stuck in his throat and licked his lips quickly. He couldn't back out now, he had to go through with it. He just hoped Kevin would take it well.
He looked down at the opening gap at the top of Kevin's shirt and focused on the sweat-glistened skin there as he began. "I've always wanted something like this to happen," he began, as he reached up and stroked over Kevin's damp flesh with his finger. "Always..." he paused, his eyes lifting up to meet Kevin's gaze, "...wanted more with you than, you know...brotherly shit and all." His heart was thudding in his chest and he looked away, because it would so not be the time for him to go all girly and shit and embarrass himself, especially if Kevin freaked out on him or even just backed off. He held his breath and bit the inside of his cheek and waited for the shit to hit the fan.
Only it didn't.
Instead, Kevin's face softened and the corners of his mouth curled up. "Well I have a little confession of my own to make, Nick," he admitted softly, as Nick's gaze quickly shot back to him.
"What?"
"Not only did I want something like this to happen between us for years... I was kind of hoping that tonight would be the night. In fact..." he paused, shooting Nick a guilty look. "...I wasn't exactly as drunk as you thought I was. I was kind of hoping that if you thought I was drunk that maybe...well, maybe if I made a pass at you, well..." he grinned sheepishly at Nick before he continued, "...that maybe something just like this might happen."
Nick's blue eyes searched Kevin's for a moment, and then widened considerably when everything fell into place for him. At first his eyebrows rose straight up in surprise, and then a moment later they bunched together as a scowl formed across his face. "You asshole!"
Kevin chuckled nervously. "Now wait a minute, Nick..."
"Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah!" Nick shook his head as he shoved the other man off of him. Batting away Kevin's hands, he got up and tucked himself back in, straightening his clothing. By that time, Kevin was up on his feet and dressing as well.
"Nick, just let me explain," Kevin pleaded, quickly shoving the tails of his shirt down into his jeans as Nick ignored him, shutting the music off and turning out the lights. As Nick made his way to the front door, Kevin shot forward and grabbed a hold of Nick's arm. He quickly spun Nick around, and then pushing him up against the door, he braced his own body against Nick's so that the younger man couldn't get free.
Nick's mouth twisted wryly. "Isn't this where we came in?" he said flatly.
"Nick, don't be pissed. I wanted to tell you. You have to believe me. A million times over the years, I wanted to. But, well..." Kevin raked his hand nervously through his hair as his mind raced for just the right words. He had to find the right words. Nick meant everything to him and losing him wasn't an option.
Nick pursed his lips and just glared at Kevin, his eyes like two chips of blue ice. "But what?"
"Well..." Kevin started, waving his hand helplessly, as he shrugged. Then his eyes widened in realization. "Hey!...you could have told me too, ya' know, but you didn't. Not until now," he pointed out.
Nick stared at him, then frowned and looked away as he chewed his lip in thought. After a few minutes he looked back and offered Kevin a slightly guilty look of his own. "Yeah, okay. I guess you're right. I guess I could have...but, I..."
Kevin cocked one brow at him. "Uh-huh, same here."
Nick's mouth quirked a little and his whole face flushed a rosy pink. Then he busted out laughing, with Kevin quickly following suit.
When both of them finally calmed down, Nick gave Kevin a shy lopsided grin and shrugged. "Ehh...I guess we're both clueless idiots then."
Kevin smirked at him, pressing his hips into Nick's once more and making the younger man suck in a sharp breath from the friction. "Not anymore we aren't."
Nick grinned wide as Kevin chuckled and leaned in to cover Nick's mouth with his own again.
"You know..." Nick began, as Kevin continued to cover his mouth with slow tender kisses, "...you were right about one thing, Kev," he mumbled under Kevin's gentle assault.
"Hmm...and what's that?" Kevin asked distractedly as his mouth brushed over Nick's once more, tasting him again.
"You did have some moves I've never seen from you before," he smirked as he pulled back to look into Kevin's eyes, his own eyes dancing with laughter...and so much more.
Kevin gazed lovingly at Nick, a small grin forming on his lips. "Yeah...and I have the very distinct feeling you'll be seeing a whole lot more from here on out too," he said, wiggling his thick eyebrows at Nick.
Nick's eyes lit up, widening twice their size. "Oooo...I can't wait," he giggled, falling willingly into Kevin's kiss once more.
-La Fin-
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'Touched By A Boy' Stories
Fandom: Popslash/BSB/RPS
Pairing: Carter/Richardson
Rating: FRAO - Adults Only
Disclaimer: All nonsense.
Warnings: Just some snarky flirting, smutty porn and profanity.
Summary: Nick's new music triggers more than just a planned confession. It triggers a couple of surprises as well.
For Kamikazelover who requested the following:
"RPS, Boys (Kevin/Nick or Nick/AJ, or Kevin/AJ... okay, anybody except Brian/Howie).
Humor or smut.
Prompt: someone just got hit by the clue bus."
"KL": I'm not entirely sure this is what you were asking for, but I went with K/N and both humor and smut. I hope that's okay? ;) And ya' know, if you don't like this, I'll be writing more N/K 'RPS' later, so we'll just give it another go then, cool? :)
Music Hath Charms...
-*-
"Nick...don't go setting off any alarms," Kevin said, barely suppressing a chuckle as he leaned against the door to the studio, watching his Backstreet brother try again and again to punch in the correct code. Of course the fact that they had both been to a club and were a little tipsy, might have had something to do with their current situation.
"Shut up, Kevin, dammit!" Nick laughed. Then finally punching in the right code, the panel light on the side of the door turned green and the door unlocked with an audible click. "There, asshole," Nick giggled as he twisted the doorknob and shoved his shoulder against the door. Within seconds he was flat on his ass in the entryway looking up at Kevin with shocked blue eyes.
Kevin stood there staring wide eyed at first, and then he busted out laughing. "Jesus, Nick!" He leaned over, practically falling himself as he grabbed his band mate by the arms and hauled him up off the floor. "I never should have let you have that last drink. You are so fucked up, kid," Kevin grinned, breathing warm air and alcohol against Nick's cheek.
Nick scrunched up his nose as he smiled wide and giggled, and then he shoved Kevin away from him. "Fuck you, I am not a kid." Then for emphasis, he playfully reached out and grabbed Kevin's shirt, yanking the older man closer to him again until they were almost nose to nose. "Not. A. Kid. Got it?" he whispered in Kevin's face.
Kevin blinked several times, his eyelashes fluttering as Nick's breath washed over him and Kevin nodded, silently chuckling. "Yes sir, Mr. Carter, sir. Now...show me your...uh..." Kevin said distractedly as he pushed away from Nick, trying to keep his balance as he did so.
Nick laughed, eyeing the other man for a second. "Show you my, uh...video game collection?...my iPod?...my bus?...my etchings?...my what?" he snickered, as he watched Kevin turn back to him, green eyes wide as his eyebrows rose, a smirk playing across his lips. Nick's own eyes sparkled with amusement as he watched the other man's reaction.
"No Mac Daddy, your music, you shit!" Kevin laughed, flushing a little at what Nick had said as he scrubbed a hand through his short hair.
Nick shrugged a bit. "Ehh...it always seems to work with the ladies," he explained, offering up a devastatingly wicked smile to Kevin.
Kevin's mouth twisted into a half-smirk and he shook his head. "In case you haven't noticed, Nick, I'm not one of the 'ladies'." Then before waiting for a response, Kevin headed in the direction of the mixing booth. If he would have waited, he would have heard a small whispered, 'oh, I've noticed', but he didn't.
Nick tracked every move Kevin made, his eyes raking over the full length of the taller man's dark form as Kevin swayed in the direction of the mixing booth. He couldn't help but grin a little as he saw Kevin try and take the entrance to the booth twice before actually succeeding. Nick chuckled and took off after Kevin. "Dawg, if I'm fucked up, than you are waaay beyond that, dude," he laughed as he caught up with Kevin and watched the other man flop down hard into one of the chairs in front of the mixing board.
Kevin glanced up at him with a slightly silly looking grin on his face. "Nope. I'm perfectly fine."
Nick shook his head in disbelief and giggled again. "Suuuurrre you are. But fine, I give. All I'm sayin' is you'd better stay awake long enough to listen to the new stuff I've been working on, 'cause it's the best shit ever, Bro. So, you fall asleep on me, Kev..." Nick said, narrowing his eyes at the other man for a second, "...and I'm kickin' your country bumpkin' ass."
Kevin's brows shot up high, but he was still grinning. "Yeah? You and whose army, tadpole?"
Nick snorted then laughed. "Dawg, I won't need any army in the condition you're in, Grandpa Richardson," he teased.
Kevin barked out a laugh. "Hey...this old man has got some moves even you haven't seen before."
The younger man leaned his shoulder against the door frame and leered at him with a grin. "Yeah? What kind of moves?" he asked coyly, his eyes twinkling mischievously as he watched Kevin.
Their eyes connected, and for a brief moment a heavy uncertain vibe seemed to hang in the air. Nick could feel his face warming, and his heart beating high and fast in his chest as he waited for Kevin to say something. Kevin's mouth slowly curled up at the corners. "Just play your music, Nic-ky," he drawled out low.
Nick stood there staring at Kevin for a second, biting back the urge to say more. Finally, shoving his hands into his pockets he shrugged casually and pushed away from the door frame. "Fine...new music comin' up," he said, still feeling the heat on his cheeks as he walked across the small room.
Kevin threw out his arms wide as he sat there. "Then let' 'er rip, baby," he urged, slapping his hands down onto the arms of the chair. Kevin was always amusing whenever he got a little tipsy, and Nick couldn't stop himself from grinning a bit as he made his way to the mixing board to que up his music.
Everything was pretty much ready to go though, since Nick had been in the studio earlier. It was then - as Nick put the very last finishing touch on his favorite new song - that Nick had decided that tonight was going to be the night he told Kevin everything. It had been a long time in coming, more years than Nick could even remember now. But there it was. So Nick's plan had been a simple one, in theory: he would take Kevin out; ply him with his favorite Merlot; and then take him back to the studio to hear some of the new music he had written. Then Nick would confess his feelings to Kevin, telling him exactly what he had been feeling for him and for how long he had been feeling that way.
Now here they were. In the studio. Kevin, in a very good mood, feeling laid back and high. And Nick, feeling nervous and sick to his stomach. Yet he went ahead and pressed the play button to start the first song, trying hard to ignore the emotional war that was beginning to wage inside of him again. He turned and took a seat himself, right across from Kevin. Both of them just smiled at each other as they heard the first few strains filtering through the speakers. Nick sucked nervously on his bottom lip and slipped his hands in between his closed knees to keep them from shaking. And while he sat there - trying hard not to analyze Kevin's every expression - he just hoped that everything would work out like he had planned.
-*-
Kevin was impressed to say the least. The first song was wonderful. Better than anything Nick had ever done before and he told Nick so. Nick radiated with pride. It was pretty obvious to Kevin that his approval meant a lot to the younger man, and that alone meant more to Kevin than he could possibly tell Nick.
Kevin crossed his legs letting one foot bounce to the heavy beat. Between the alcohol and the music it was easy for Kevin to just sit back and lose himself in the moment. As the music surrounded him he let his thoughts drift until all that was left was just pure sensation. The vibrations flowed through the floor and up his legs, and then through his entire body. But he felt it the most as it hummed through his groin, building a sweet tension just beneath his skin. He tried to ignore that feeling for the moment however, because right then it was about something else. Something more important. Nick and his music. This meant a lot to Nick, Kevin knew it. And this time Kevin was determined not to let him down.
The music Nick had written and produced had a very distinctive hard rock beat to it, with wonderful electric guitar riffs. But it was everything else that surprised Kevin. The heavy bass and the added sax made it almost soulful and bluesy. When Kevin heard Nick's voice pierce through the music, a hard shiver rolled up his spine. It wasn't just that the lyrics were so wistful-like and haunting, but it was the tone of Nick's voice too. The emotional rawness that seemed to seep out of him. It was like he was spilling his guts to the world, like everything inside of him had been ripped wide open and poured out for everyone to see.
That knowledge cut painfully through Kevin. It made the whole effect very powerful, almost overwhelming to him. It seemed to evoke every emotion, every feeling inside of Kevin that he possessed. Like his entire body was physically responding to it. And as Nick's song played on, Kevin felt more and more restless, as if something inside of him was desperate for a connection of some kind. A connection with someone.
Someone like Nick.
As Kevin sat there on the edge of his seat listening to the song, he watched as Nick got up and crossed over to lean against the mixing board. Soon Nick's head began bobbing up and down, and his hips, his ass, began to sway sensuously to the beat. Kevin's eyes were riveted to him as Nick stood straight up and leaned his head back, running all his fingers through his hair, as if he were trying to unwind, relax, and get more into the music. The entire time he never stopped the motion of his hips or the small body rolls he had begun to make.
It was quite a visual for Kevin and it was wreaking some serious havoc on his body, but he just couldn't seem to make himself look away, as Nick began to move even more. Nick rolled his chest and shoulders just a little, making them shift underneath the tight black knit sweater that he was wearing, as his black denim-clad hips undulated in perfect unison with the rhythm of the music. As Nick moved his arms up higher, his sweater rose as well. Just enough to tease and tempt. Just enough to show a little peek of golden sun-licked skin, smooth and flawless and way too tempting, Kevin thought. He moistened his dry lips with the tip of his tongue and tried to bite back the feral hunger that was starting to build up inside of him.
He tried to look away, but it was impossible and he knew it. So he kept on staring, kept on soaking up the vision, as Nick stood there under the glow of the recessed lighting of the mixing booth, his pale honey-gold hair shimmering more with every move. Every sex-laced gesture, every shift of Nick's body, was turning Kevin on more and more until sweat began to seep from Kevin's skin, prickling him uncomfortably beneath his clothes. He nervously laced his fingers together, clasping them in a fiercely tight grip. But he had no choice. He was suppressing an almost inhuman urge right then to just jump up and start touching Nick...everywhere.
Kevin felt like he was hanging on to the very last fragment of his self control as he watched Nick sway and grind with the music. It was like he could literally feel every single possible barrier between them, crumbling and blowing away like nothing...like dust. It was almost as if there was nothing left to stop him anymore - from just getting up and crossing the room and taking the other man in his arms. Kevin wiped away the sweat above his lip and shifted anxiously in his seat, quietly adjusting himself. He wasn't sure just how much more he could take. It was like he could almost smell Nick's heat, his musky scent, from where he sat. And it was slowly driving him crazy.
Nick had been looking down, idly watching his lower half sway from side to side with the music. But as he angled his body towards Kevin, he looked up through his pale messy bangs and their eyes clashed immediately. Kevin watched, completely mesmerized. Nick shot him a shy little smile, coaxing some sweat-dampened blond hair out of his face to tuck behind one ear, while huge blue eyes gazed back at him. His face was flushed, a slight glossing of sweat dappled his skin, and his blond hair was nothing but a wild mess. Even Nick's mouth looked completely debauched, as if someone had crushed red berries and smeared them across his lips, and all because of his constant licking of them.
Kevin's groin tightened almost painfully. He couldn't even blink, because he didn't want to miss one single second of what Nick was doing, or how he looked right then. But just as that thought occurred to Kevin, suddenly he noticed that something was different and he froze instantly, and just gaped at Nick. There was something in the way that Nick was looking at him just then. Something that suggested much more than Nick just dancing because he'd been caught up in the music.
Nick was seducing him.
A bolt of something indescribable shot through Kevin until, suddenly, he found himself responding to that look before he knew it. Slowly he rose to his feet and moved forward, fire pounding in his blood, as he reached out for Nick. He took one step after another, quickening his pace as he did so. When he got to Nick, it wasn't as difficult as Kevin thought it might be, to shove Nick those last two feet into the wall behind him and crush Nick's body with his own.
So he did.
Nick slammed against the wall with a grunt, his head banging onto the surface. But he didn't fight it. And he still didn't fight it when Kevin pressed into him, hard, grabbing his head with both hands before leaned in and taking his mouth by force. A muffled moan is all that passed between them before Kevin's tongue parted his lips and invaded his mouth aggressively. Nick could have pushed Kevin off then if he had wanted to. Maybe it would have worked even. But Nick didn't want that. So when Kevin pushed against him, he didn't hesitate to run his arms around Kevin's broad shoulders. And when Kevin's tongue stabbed passed his lips to possess him with fierce determination, he didn't hesitate either, to slide his hands into Kevin short dark hair, moaning and welcoming him into his mouth.
Because this was all he had ever wanted.
Yet all too soon Kevin broke the kiss, and as Nick panted for breath and started to whine, Kevin sank to his knees in front of him. He shoved up Nick's sweater and ran his mouth, tongue and teeth over Nick's stomach, biting and licking at the soft skin there, as he yanked at Nick's button and zipper, almost tearing at them. Nick's eyes opened wide as he took in the sight. He shook his head as if to clear it, because this was Kevin, his Backstreet brother. The very one he had wanted this exact same thing to happen with - for years now, but never thought it possible. Not even close. Yet here he was with Kevin at his feet, practically ripping his clothes off of him. But instead of jubilantly shouting it from every rooftop in the known world (like his heart felt like doing), Nick was scared shitless he just might be dreaming. And as Kevin pulled Nick's aching flesh free from his pants and circled that same flesh with his warm wet tongue, Nick was absolutely fucking sure this had to be some kind of a crazy dream, because it was way too good to be true. And if it was a dream...he never wanted to wake up again.
He sucked in a sharp ragged breath as Kevin moaned and slid his hot mouth over the length of him, slowly, erotically swallowing him down. Nick's eyes slammed shut and he banged his head back into the wall again. One hand reached for Kevin's hair, sinking into it, Nick's other hand reached over his head, his fingers digging into the carpeted wall behind him with force. He couldn't stop his hips from bucking forward, as he thrust himself deeper into Kevin's hungry mouth.
"Oh fuck!"
Nick babbled incoherently from then on, as Kevin twined his tongue around him, backing off from Nick's slick wet flesh before sucking him back in once more. Nick gripped Kevin's short hair, almost pulling it out as he fisted the short hair in his hand. The pleasure was just too intense, too much period, because this was Kevin. His Kevin. Nick's legs shook as the mind-numbing tension in him rose. Sweat trickled down the sides of his face and down the middle of his back as Kevin picked up his pace. As Kevin's fist wound around the base of Nick's cock, and he began to jack him off, Kevin's tongue and mouth did the rest of the dirty work. Nick was completely lost to the pleasurable torture that Kevin's mouth was inflicting on his body, and he could feel himself beginning to lose it.
The forward and back rocking motion of his hips, plus the motion of Kevin's hand, and the tight suction of his mouth was more than Nick could take. He tensed, his eyes squeezing shut hard as fire blazed up his spine. Then his body was flooded with the most rapturous waves of warmth he'd ever felt, as he quivered intensely through his climax.
"Oh God..."
Nick felt the suction of Kevin's mouth intensify around him at his release and he let himself go completely, collapsing heavily against the wall. As Kevin's mouth finally let him go, despite Kevin holding onto his hips, Nick's legs buckled from everything and Kevin helped ease him to the floor. Yet before Nick could even catch his breath, Kevin was pushing him down into the entryway and crawling up on top of him, covering his body with his own.
Nick was still reeling, the smell of sweat and sex filling his senses, but in the back of his mind, Nick could feel Kevin yanking open his own pants. Kevin shifted his weight above Nick, and then settle into the hollow of his hip. The press of Kevin's hot flesh sizzled against Nick's own bare skin, and Nick moaned at the sensation. Kevin shoved his hands into the damp golden stands of Nick's hair, grasping them tightly as he began to move his hips, grinding himself down against Nick's body.
Nick's eyes weren't even open yet, as Kevin's mouth latched onto his again, biting and sucking on it. Their breathing was harsh between their lewd kisses, as Kevin continued to rock himself into Nick, faster and faster. When Nick finally opened his eyes and pulled back, he saw an intensity in Kevin's face that made him shiver hard, as Kevin's hips pumped out a furious rhythm. Then all of a sudden Kevin groaned and Nick felt his entire body stiffen above him.
"Baby..."
Kevin pressed the side of his face against Nick's as he trembled out his release onto Nick's stomach, his eyes finally fluttering closed as his whole body collapsed, exhausted and sweaty, on top of Nick. Then the two of them just laid there on the carpeted floor - half in and half out of the mixing booth - as they came down from their high and their breathing slowed. As Nick laid there listening to Kevin breathe, he could actually feel Kevin's heart beating wildly against his own chest, and in perfect harmony with his own. It struck him as the most incredible thing ever.
Then suddenly out of nowhere, Nick started to laugh. He didn't mean to really. It certainly wasn't the time for something like that. But their entire interlude was something out of one of Nick's wildest fantasies he'd had about Kevin over the years. And now it was hard for him to believe that the whole thing had actually taken place. But yet...it had.
Kevin ran his mouth over Nick's ear, kissing it briefly before finally raising his head to look at Nick. He gazed at Nick through deeply hooded eyes, and smiled at him. "What's so funny?"
Nick stopped laughing as he took in Kevin's sweaty flushed face. As much as part of him had dreaded this moment, another part of him wanted Kevin to know. It was time for him to come clean, completely, and clue the other man in to the whole entire truth, the secret that he'd been keeping for years.
"Kevin..."
"Hmm...?" Kevin wiped away Nick's sweat-soaked bangs with his fingers, but his gaze stayed locked with Nick's own.
"I have a little confession to make," Nick mumbled, as he nibbled back and forth on his bottom lip, watching as Kevin pulled back more in order to look at him better. Nick sucked in a deep breath. Part of him was afraid that Kevin would get pissed if he told him the whole truth, even reject him, maybe. Even after everything that had just happened. And part of him just wanted to forget telling him altogether, and just lose himself in the tender green of Kevin's eyes once more. But that last one was not to be...just yet.
Kevin's brows rose up his forehead as he looked at Nick curiously. "Confession? What kind of confession?"
Nick swallowed the nervousness down he felt stuck in his throat and licked his lips quickly. He couldn't back out now, he had to go through with it. He just hoped Kevin would take it well.
He looked down at the opening gap at the top of Kevin's shirt and focused on the sweat-glistened skin there as he began. "I've always wanted something like this to happen," he began, as he reached up and stroked over Kevin's damp flesh with his finger. "Always..." he paused, his eyes lifting up to meet Kevin's gaze, "...wanted more with you than, you know...brotherly shit and all." His heart was thudding in his chest and he looked away, because it would so not be the time for him to go all girly and shit and embarrass himself, especially if Kevin freaked out on him or even just backed off. He held his breath and bit the inside of his cheek and waited for the shit to hit the fan.
Only it didn't.
Instead, Kevin's face softened and the corners of his mouth curled up. "Well I have a little confession of my own to make, Nick," he admitted softly, as Nick's gaze quickly shot back to him.
"What?"
"Not only did I want something like this to happen between us for years... I was kind of hoping that tonight would be the night. In fact..." he paused, shooting Nick a guilty look. "...I wasn't exactly as drunk as you thought I was. I was kind of hoping that if you thought I was drunk that maybe...well, maybe if I made a pass at you, well..." he grinned sheepishly at Nick before he continued, "...that maybe something just like this might happen."
Nick's blue eyes searched Kevin's for a moment, and then widened considerably when everything fell into place for him. At first his eyebrows rose straight up in surprise, and then a moment later they bunched together as a scowl formed across his face. "You asshole!"
Kevin chuckled nervously. "Now wait a minute, Nick..."
"Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah!" Nick shook his head as he shoved the other man off of him. Batting away Kevin's hands, he got up and tucked himself back in, straightening his clothing. By that time, Kevin was up on his feet and dressing as well.
"Nick, just let me explain," Kevin pleaded, quickly shoving the tails of his shirt down into his jeans as Nick ignored him, shutting the music off and turning out the lights. As Nick made his way to the front door, Kevin shot forward and grabbed a hold of Nick's arm. He quickly spun Nick around, and then pushing him up against the door, he braced his own body against Nick's so that the younger man couldn't get free.
Nick's mouth twisted wryly. "Isn't this where we came in?" he said flatly.
"Nick, don't be pissed. I wanted to tell you. You have to believe me. A million times over the years, I wanted to. But, well..." Kevin raked his hand nervously through his hair as his mind raced for just the right words. He had to find the right words. Nick meant everything to him and losing him wasn't an option.
Nick pursed his lips and just glared at Kevin, his eyes like two chips of blue ice. "But what?"
"Well..." Kevin started, waving his hand helplessly, as he shrugged. Then his eyes widened in realization. "Hey!...you could have told me too, ya' know, but you didn't. Not until now," he pointed out.
Nick stared at him, then frowned and looked away as he chewed his lip in thought. After a few minutes he looked back and offered Kevin a slightly guilty look of his own. "Yeah, okay. I guess you're right. I guess I could have...but, I..."
Kevin cocked one brow at him. "Uh-huh, same here."
Nick's mouth quirked a little and his whole face flushed a rosy pink. Then he busted out laughing, with Kevin quickly following suit.
When both of them finally calmed down, Nick gave Kevin a shy lopsided grin and shrugged. "Ehh...I guess we're both clueless idiots then."
Kevin smirked at him, pressing his hips into Nick's once more and making the younger man suck in a sharp breath from the friction. "Not anymore we aren't."
Nick grinned wide as Kevin chuckled and leaned in to cover Nick's mouth with his own again.
"You know..." Nick began, as Kevin continued to cover his mouth with slow tender kisses, "...you were right about one thing, Kev," he mumbled under Kevin's gentle assault.
"Hmm...and what's that?" Kevin asked distractedly as his mouth brushed over Nick's once more, tasting him again.
"You did have some moves I've never seen from you before," he smirked as he pulled back to look into Kevin's eyes, his own eyes dancing with laughter...and so much more.
Kevin gazed lovingly at Nick, a small grin forming on his lips. "Yeah...and I have the very distinct feeling you'll be seeing a whole lot more from here on out too," he said, wiggling his thick eyebrows at Nick.
Nick's eyes lit up, widening twice their size. "Oooo...I can't wait," he giggled, falling willingly into Kevin's kiss once more.
-La Fin-
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