Page 16 of Part & Parcel

“Sex isn’t the reason I’m here, Nicko.” Kelly kissed him over and over as he let more of his weight rest on Nick. “You don’t have to apologize for needing time.”

Nick licked his lips, shifting under him. They kissed one last time before Kelly began making his way down Nick’s body. His chin, his neck, nipping at his collarbone and the smooth skin that contrasted with the scruff of his beard. Kelly scraped his teeth over Nick’s chest and licked at a nipple, then sucked on it because he knew it’d make Nick writhe. Nick dug his fingers into Kelly’s hair, his body contorting. His heart was racing under Kelly’s lips when Kelly kissed his chest. Kelly wasn’t sure entirely why, but Nick’s nerves were beginning to turn him on even more. It felt like Nick was handing something over to him. Not just his body. His trust. Control. Wading into waters they’d never ventured into, and he wanted to go there with Kelly.

Kelly pushed to all fours, his cock jumping when his hips dragged against the insides of Nick’s thighs. Nick held out his hand, and Kelly squeezed lube into his palm, then put some into his own and tossed the bottle toward the pillows. Despite the actions being familiar, the nerves still tumbled through him.

“Come here and kiss me before we both punk out of this,” Nick said in exasperation.

Kelly smirked because that was exactly what he’d been about to do. When he bent over Nick, Nick hooked one leg over Kelly’s hip. Kelly moaned into the kiss when Nick’s lubed palm wrapped around his cock.

Nick coated him liberally, obviously taking pleasure in the slide of his palm over Kelly’s cock. Kelly panted into the kiss as Nick jacked him slowly. If it felt this good with Nick’s fingers around him and that leg draped over him, how amazing would it be to slide inside him and have him wrap around Kelly as they fucked?

“Yeah, Nick,” Kelly grunted, biting at Nick’s lip and thrusting into his hand. Nick responded with a muffled hum.

Kelly reached between them, fumbling a little before Nick’s fingers found his and guided him between his legs. Nick hitched his foot higher onto Kelly’s back, squeezing Kelly and sliding their cocks together as Kelly carefully pushed one finger inside him, then another.

This wasn’t entirely new for either of them. Nick enjoyed having something inside him almost as much as Kelly did; from rimming to dildos to having two of Kelly’s fingers inside him while they fucked, Nick could take whatever Kelly dished out. Nick’s slick hand cupped Kelly’s balls as Kelly slid a third finger into him.

They kissed a little more desperately as Nick’s noises grew more obscene. They pushed closer until their noses were in the way, using more tongue and more teeth, moaning with every exhalation and breathing harshly through their noses because they both refused to part for air.

“Babe,” Kelly finally croaked, twisting his fingers inside Nick and reveling in the way Nick’s breath caught.

Nick could only whisper his name.

Kelly withdrew slowly, wrenching a groan and a gasp from Nick. Kelly’s cock was absolutely pulsing with need, and he was getting light-headed with the desire to shove into Nick’s body and just take him.

He was so nervous he could barely think. It wasn’t just that it was his first time, it was his first time with Nick. And what if it was Nick’s first time too? What if it went badly? Oh God . . .

Nick huffed a breath against his lips, and suddenly Kelly’s nerves settled. Their noses and foreheads were pressed together, their eyes closed. Every breath was shared, every groan close enough to vibrate their lips.

“You sure?” Kelly hissed.

Nick nodded. “Go slow, okay? At first.”

“Promise,” Kelly managed.

Nick pulled both knees up, squeezing at Kelly’s ribs before placing the heel of one foot on the small of Kelly’s back. Kelly pushed onto his elbows. Nick couldn’t seem to catch his breath as they locked eyes. Hell, neither could Kelly. Kelly wondered if Nick’s knee was up to this, but then he shook it off. Nick would tell him if he was hurting, and Kelly wasn’t the Doc tonight. Nick grinned slowly, and Kelly kissed him hard. The head of his cock pressed at Nick’s ass.

Kelly took Nick’s hand in his and held it to the mattress above their heads. Nick’s fingers gripped him tight, his knuckles turning white. Kelly bowed his back, nuzzling against Nick’s neck, forcing his face up under his chin to place his lips against Nick’s pulse point. He rotated his hips, loving the way Nick’s thighs felt against him, then pushed forward to work the head of his cock into Nick.

It was agonizingly slow.

The desperate, wanton moan that escaped Nick’s lips made Kelly’s blood run hot. The way Nick’s body moved beneath his was intoxicating. Everything tightened, from the fingers grasping at Kelly’s to the muscles that fought Kelly’s entry. Kelly waited for his next breath, fighting the dizzying rush of lust and adrenaline, but when he realized that he simply wouldn’t be able to catch his breath at all, he stole a hungry kiss.

Nick rolled his hips, helping Kelly sink deeper. Kelly pressed his face to Nick’s cheek and groped for his other hand as he rocked into him.

“Fuck!” Nick finally managed to get out. His head was tilted back, his lips parted and his eyes squeezed shut.

Kelly nuzzled his forehead against Nick’s temple. “Okay?”

It took Nick a few attempts to answer. He couldn’t catch his breath, and he couldn’t seem to stop writhing as Kelly moved inside him. But he finally gritted out, “Feels good. You feel good.”

Kelly let Nick’s hands go so he wouldn’t feel trapped, and slid both arms under Nick’s shoulders, holding him tight and kissing him languorously. He sank deep, as deep as he could get, searching for the right angle to hit Nick’s prostate. He’d learned a lot of tricks with Nick O’Flaherty as his teacher.

“Oh God, Nick.” Kelly’s words were nearly lost in Nick’s mouth as they kissed. Nick’s only response was to gasp his name.

Kelly’s fingers dug into Kelly’s shoulder blades, and Nick’s hand found its way up into Kelly’s hair again. Kelly finally propped himself on his elbows, his hips still rolling, his muscles straining as he got a chance to look down into Nick’s eyes. He didn’t take his eyes off Nick’s, and Nick didn’t blink.

Nick bit his lip, then grinned. “Harder, Kels.”

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