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Charlie eagerly bounds from the kitchen to answer the door when it is knocked, throwing the door open to see his boyfriend of almost four years, standing in front of him for the first time in about six months. He’s quickly swept off his feet by Nick, squeaking as his world is spun around once before his feet are back on the ground. He leans back in for a kiss, sighing when their lips meet. The kiss feels like coming home, he missed Nick so much it was almost painful.
He had accepted an offer into a university in London which made it even harder to see Nick who was in Leeds, there was the distance, they were both busy with university work and the various extra events and new friends they had found but they’re both extremely happy, their roommates are nice, Charlie is surrounded by like minded people who are either LGBTQ+ or genuine allies and Nick’s rugby team are not a bunch of pricks. He and Nick have worked hard through their co-dependency and Charlie has worked so hard at overcoming his mental health issues, he’s proud of himself, he’s proud of them both.
But they do miss each other like crazy and the idea of one day they both graduate and move in together, their first little flat that they’ll turn into their own fills him with heart bursting excitement. He clings to Nick a little tighter, deepening the kiss, tongue softly prodding at Nick’s mouth. He realises that making out at the front entrance to their form is probably not a great place especially when he feels Nick’s hands drift downwards to cup his ass, let it be known that Nick I an ass man and he isn’t shy about his obsession with Charlie’s pert behind.
They pull back a little breathless, finally deciding that having their tongues down each other’s throats out in the open probably isn’t a great idea. They’re both grinning like the lovesick idiots that they are, eyes looking over faces, Charlie counts the new freckles he sees littering Nick’s skin, nearly melts into the brown eyes staring right back at him, he feels so safe and loved, he usually does now a days with all the great people he surrounds himself with but Nick is safety, love and home in a singular person for him.
“Hey, move from the door before I move you myself!” Charlie starts at the sound of his roommate Luke wandering to the entranceway, his morning class must be finished. He’s looking at them with a teasing grin, “Hey, Nick.”
“Hey” Nick smiles back, hands still on Charlie’s butt, a pleased with himself smirk forming as he shimmies them both inside to the main area so that Luke can get passed them.
“I thought you had classes all day?” Charlie asks in way of greeting, pulling away from Nick so that he can grab his boyfriend’s bag he dropped and close the door. Nick takes it from him, putting it onto the couch so he can wrap Charlie up in his arms again, arms around the smaller man’s waist with his head on his shoulder ‘recharging’.
“Lecture cancelled the second class, I only had two today, Charles, the others all are out all day but if you want me to leave you two alone…” He smirks.
“No, its okay, we can wait, plus we’re not always desperate to get each other’s clothes off” Charlie defends.
Luke gives him a raised eyebrow, Nick chuckles into his shoulder.
“We aren’t!” Charlie gasps, “Nicholas, don’t you agree with him or you wont get any at all this week” He threatens.
“Hmm, alright darlin’ I won’t” Nick giggles.
“Plus, you’re the simp here, Nelson” Charlie tells him with a gentle elbow to the ribs.
“You know what? I am a proud simp of Charlie Spring and nobody can make me feel bad about it!” Nick announces, standing up, patting Charlie’s butt before grabbing his bag and heading to Charlie’s room.
Charlie just laughs, bidding a ‘see you later’ to Luke before following Nick to his bedroom. They set about organising what Nick has brought before settling onto Charlie’s bed, the television is on quietly but they’re not really watching. Opting to snuggle for a bit.
“The LGBTQ+ society I’m part of is having a get together tonight, I thought I could introduce you properly for the first time? If you want to go?” Charlie asks, tilting his head to look up at Nick from his chest.
“Yeah, that sounds like fun. You rave about them all in the groupchat all the time so it’ll be nice to put faces to names.” Nick says, “Is it casual or?”
“It is a dorm party but it is a little more… Out there?” Charlie starts, sitting up a little, “You can wear whatever you’re comfortable with. I do have an outfit that’s a little outside of my comfort zone but some of the others convinced me to get it and I like how I look in it”.
“Do you want to show me or is it a surprise?” Nick offers.
“I can show you it if you want, but please, be honest with me if it looks ridiculous”.
“You could never look ridiculous, Char”
“Just promise me”
“Of course.”
Charlie gets up from the bed, instantly missing the warmth of their cuddle. He makes his way over to his drawers and pulls out leather shorts and a pastel yellow coloured mesh styled tank top and grabs a pair of yellow converses, very worn as he has had them since Paris but they’re a pair of his favourites.
“Leather? Do I have to wear leather too?” Nick asks, a teasing tone in his voice.
“Not at all, although that’s something I think I would like to see. Or super short denims” Charlie tells him thoughtfully, tilting his head as his eyes roam over Nick’s lower half.
Nick whistles, “Hey, my eyes are up here, Spring!” He grins.
“Sorry, its your thigh’s fault”
“My thighs fault?” Nick’s eyebrows shoot up to his hairline.
“Yeah, you have big rugby thighs too, your arms are still my favourite though”.
“Quit stalling and get changed” Nick laughs.
Charlie disappears into the bathroom, he does have a joined bathroom but its tiny, he and Nick would not be attempting anything in here, he isn’t even sure if they would both fit in the room never mind the shower. Charlie gets changed into his outfit quickly, just the shorts, top and shoes. He fluffs up his hair a little bit and gives his reflection a small, approving nod.
He steps back into the bedroom and coughs a little to get Nick’s attention away from his phone, said phone drops out of Nick’s hand onto his tummy as his eyes roam over Charlie, his mouth open.
“Uhm” Nick mumbles.
Charlie smirks a little but the longer Nick stays silent the smile starts to drop, “Shit, is it bad?”
“N-No, no, fuck. You can’t wear that in public Char- I mean not because I’m telling you what to wear…Cause – ughh” Nick groans, gets up from the bed, wanders over, grabbing Charlie by the hips and pulling him closer. “You look so fucking hot, my brain melted for a moment” One of Nick’s hands rub over the leather material at his hip as he looks over Charlie, “If you were wearing eyeliner with this it would kill me, dead.” Nick tells him.
“Oh, theres an idea!”
“Chaaar, do you want to kill me?” Nick pouts.
“Only a little” Charlie winks, circling his arms around Nick’s neck. “Temporarily though”
“You can’t wear this out because the outfit, your confidence, how touchy and teasing you get when you’ve been drinking will be torture… and you’re enjoying me admitting this” Nick trails off
“You can control yourself for a night, can’t you Nick?” Charlie asks with an overly innocent lift to his voice, “According to my mother you should be getting bored by now four years on”
“Never bored, I love you more every day so you can tell that to Jane Fucking Spring.” Nick huffs.
Charlie chuckles, “I know, gorgeous.” A hand sweeps through Nick’s hair soothingly, “Why don’t we look out something for you to wear?”
“I’d rather just sit and look at you” Nick tells him.
“No, no, come on. I’ll take it off if you don’t behave yourself”.
“Don’t threaten me with a good time”.
“Down, boy.”
Nick being the menace that he is – He would absolutely blame Charlie’s influence – moves to his knees making Charlie blush as Nick looks up at him, on his knees, hands still on Charlie’s hips and a coy smile on his face. Charlie can feel his attention wandering to more fun activities they could get up to right now, but he shakes his head.
“Not what I meant, Nick! Come on, lets see what we can manage from what you have with you.” Charlie says, patting his shoulder before pulling away, smirking when Nick groans after his back is turned.
“The quicker you pick an outfit, the quicker you can get me naked” Charlie bargains.
Nick gets up form the floor too quickly and has to stand still for a moment before he shakes the dizzy moment away and follows Charlie to his drawer he has in Charlie’s dorm, they spend almost an hour picking something out, they settle on a pair of jeans that hug Nick’s thighs a little but still fit nicely and a shirt that has a pattern in the colours of the bi flag that still had the tag, its also slightly cropped so you can catch the bottom of Nick’s tummy and his happy trail.
“There we go, and you can wear your Vans as usual. We’ll be the fittest couple there” Charlie tells him, pleased that they’ve managed to pick something out eventually.
“You’ll be the fittest there, I just look straight” Nick says, only laughing when Charlie calls him out for internalised bi erasure.
Nick’s only response is to pull Charlie into a deep kiss, holding him as close as he can because he has missed this, just kissing and being able to have Charlie in his arms. Uni is great but when you have been with the same person for most of your teenage life and plan to be with him until you’re both old, it can be difficult to spend stretches of time apart. He meant it when he told Charlie that he loves him more every single day – Maybe he’ll write that into his wedding vows in the future.
They keep kissing as Nick’s hands creep under the mesh tank top, fingers dancing over taunt torso and sensitive nipples, making Charlie squirm and gasp into their kiss, he only pulls back to take the top off, making sure to throw it onto the bottom of the bed rather than the floor. His mouth zones in on Charlie’s neck and he kisses and nibbles at the skin, he knows to move around to avoid hickies but the caveman in him doesn’t want to avoid it.
You see, one of Charlie’s roommates and one of the leaders in the LGBTQ+ club has a thing for Charlie. Now, don’t get Nick wrong he trusts Charlie and he is a million percent secure in their relationship, but he does want to leave a couple of little love bruises to show him and others to back off. Plus, the noises Charlie is making and the requests for ‘more’ being uttered into his ear reminds him that he doesn’t mind at all.
Nick’s fingers are just starting to undo Charlie’s shorts when the main door can be heard flying open and shouts of celebration seem to be coming from the common area, causing them both to jump from fright.
“What the fuck are you tossers doing?!” Luke’s irritated voice can be heard.
Charlie looks up at Nick with an apologetic look, “Maybe we should stop?”
“Maybe they won’t bother us?” Nick says hopefully, his fingers tracing over bare hipbones under Charlie’s shorts.
“CHARLES SPRING! ITS PARTY TIME” Charlie’s door handle is wiggled and then a rapid knock.
“Two seconds!” Charlie calls back. “Also, it’s only gone lunch time!” Charlie calls back, pulling away from Nick to quickly change into some joggers and the jumper that Nick had taken off before their outfit search.
“So?! Whys your door locked?” Another wiggle.
“Oh my god, Westley you’re so impatient” Charlie sighs, waiting for Nick to change before he yanks the door open. “What?”
Westley stands in front of them, slightly taller than nick with bronzed skin – absolutely from too many sun beds – jet black hair that clearly takes at least an hour to style and he’s in gym gear that consists of short shorts and a white tank top that due to sweat is sticking to him and see through. He has a hand pressed to the top of Charlie’s doorframe as he leans in towards him.
“All classes got cancelled, the system seems to be down and they’re gonna fix it over the weekend” Westley tells him, “We’re gonna have drinks before the get together tonight” He grins at Charlie.
“I’m a lightweight, you know I wont last all day” Charlie groans.
“We can pace ourselves, come on Charmander!” Westley grins.
“Fine. Fine. You remember Nick, right?” Charlie grins, turning to his boyfriend and circling his arms around his waist.
“Yeah. Hi.” Westley greets, only glancing at Nick.
“West, did you get Charlie?” Another voice asks, Charlie’s third and final roommate Chad. He is the literal definition of a Chad, a bit dim, doesn’t know how girls work – despite being straight and having a new girlfriend every month – and has to constantly be tutored but he means well and is usually the assigned barman for nights in.
Chad comes out of the kitchen, grinning when he sees the couple. He pushes past Westley – Charlie rolls his eyes, this is exactly why he locks his room door, they all like to barge in – and gives Nick a big hug. “Nicholas! Glad you made it here in one piece. You’re coming to the social tonight, yeh?” He asks.
Nick gives him a pat on the back as they hug and nods, “Yeah, I am. Charlie and I were just deciding what we’re gonna wear” Nick tells him.
“Great. I usually just go shirtless, give the guys some eye candy ya know?” Chad laughs.
Charlie sighs, “Chad that is so- You know what, never mind. Everyone out of my room! Go! Charlie’s room is not the common room!” Charlie shoos everyone out, taking Nick’s hand and leading him through with them.
Luke looks up from where he is watching TV and shrugs, “Tried to stop him” gesturing to Westley, “He wouldn’t take ‘Charlie may be busy with Nick’ for an answer.”
“Its fine, we weren’t doing anything you’d not want to see” Charlie jokes.
Nick wants to add a ‘yet’ on to that but thinks better of it. They set about making some lunch and accept the beers that are handed to them. Nick leans in to whisper to Charlie whilst the other guys are distracted. “Don’t drink too much, we want to be sober later” He says.
Charlie just gives him a coy smile, taking a bite out of the sandwich he had made, “So, are we going anywhere after the night in or…?”
“Nah, think we’ll just keep it to the house today, some might go out though but feel free to come back here” Luke tells them.
“Oh come on Charlie, don’t be so boring, lets go get wasted and dirty dance in a nightclub!” Westley whines, lounging over the counter and giving Charlie the puppy dog eyes.
“We’ll dance at the house party, I don’t feel like getting wasted this weekend” Charlie tells him.
“Is it because your boyfriend doesn’t want to?” Westley scoffs.
“No, it’s because I don’t want to.” Charlie tells him, voice firm.
Westley stops nagging him about it for now, rolling his eyes and taking his lunch to his room.
A few hours later the party is in full swing, people dancing and laughing with each other, the music is loud enough that you have to shout in your friends’ ears and the drinks are flowing. Nick and Charlie have found themselves at a table in the corners of the dorm room, getting some breathing space when Westley and the guy he had been snogging ten minutes ago. They wave as they join the couple.
“Hey Charlie, you alright? Need another drink?” Westley asks.
“Nah, I’m good. I think Nick and I are going to move on to water”
“Really? That’s so boring” The other guy comments with a smirk, sticking his hand out to Charlie, “I’m Graham, Westley tells me you guys are roommates. Couldn’t help that you caught my eye”
Nick leans towards Graham his own hand outstretched, “and I am Nick, Charlie’s boyfriend.”
Graham turns to look at Nick, frowning as he looks him over, “You’re his boyfriend?”
“Yes”
“Did this twink pay you to pretend so he could tease us?”
Charlie frowns, cutting in, “No, he is my boyfriend. I don’t need anyone to protect me and I am not teasing anyone… Other than Nick, who again, is my boyfriend.”
Westley laughs, nudging Graham flirtatiously, “Yeah, babes, they’re boyfriends unfortunately. They’ve been together since they were 14 and 15”
Graham’s jaw drops and he laughs, “Honestly?! That’s insane. No way he’s gay though” He gestures to Nick, “He looks as straight as you possibly can look”
Westley lets out a slurred laugh, “I know! That’s what I thought. Bet he doesn’t even know how to give a good dicking, probably scares him” He laughs again, Graham joining in.
Charlie gets up to leave but Nick stops him, a furrow in his brows as he looks at the other two men laughing. “So, your idea of me is that I look so straight I probably can’t fuck another man properly?” He quizzes them.
Graham gives him a sympathetic look, “Oh honey, yes. He should be with someone who knows what he’s doing and can worship that gorgeous face, those lovely curls, that tiny waist and that ass I was admiring earlier”
Nick is appalled at them both for assuming a lot about himself and reducing Charlie down his body but some part of him – maybe the tipsy part – wanted to argue and egg this idiot on. Charlie gives him a ‘what are you doing?’ look but settles properly back into his seat, sending his roommate a disappointed look before turning back to Nick to see what he’ll say.
“For starters, I love Charlie and I have been with him for years, I have learned all the things about him and his gorgeous body that you only wish you could know. I know what he likes, I know what he dislikes and from what I hear when we’re alone I do a pretty fucking good job of making love to him, again, something you’re never going to experience.” He glares at Westley too, “And you, with your jealousy and snide remarks, even if Charlie were single he’d probably not go for you”
Westley laughs, “Alright okay but you’ve not fucked once since you got here” He tuts. “I’d be all over him”
Charlie interrupts, “Because whenever we try when Nick comes through, there’s always something going on and the interruptions are usually caused by you!” Charlie stands up again, grabbing Nick’s hand, “Fuck you. Come on Nick, lets go find my decent roommates.”
The couple leave in search for the other two roommates, finding them both chatting at the bar. They look up as they approach and their faces quickly turn concerned as they see Nick and Charlie’s facial expressions.
“You dudes okay?” Chad asks.
“Westley and his sex toy for the night tried to rip Nick apart, talking about how they’d be a better shag for me than him, extending on Westley’s usual chat about me tying myself down to one person during my uni years” Charlie gets out, arms folded as he scowls.
“He’s such a dick, you need to put him in his place Charlie” Luke tells him.
“You could get him back” Chad suggests.
“What?”
“Yeah, you could havev sex whilst he’s in the apartment, prove him wrong and that” Chad says.
Luke frowns, “Why would that? Wouldn’t that just be letting him hear them?”
“It’ll be funny” Chad insists, “I mean, if they’re okay doing that. We could head out and even if they have to exaggerate like in that rom-com where the couple are with other people and pretending to have loud sex in the rooms next to each other”
“You watch rom-coms?” Charlie asks.
“Yeah dude, who doesn’t?”
“Wait, I’m up for that if you are” Nick laughs, “It does seem like it would be funny… Plus, you’re pretty loud when we’re alone anyways” He teases.
Charlie playfully shoves him instead of telling him to shut up, thinks for a moment before nodding his head, “Fine, lets embrass him but lets just be us loud, rather than fake it” Charlie suggests.
“Yeah, it must be easy because women fake it all the time” Chad says.
The other three boys give him a sympathetic look but end up laughing, “Oh dude, you’ve never actually made a woman come?” Luke asks.
“Hey! I have! My current girlfriend would vouch for me.” Chad looks around at the other three, “I promise I’m not lying!”
Another couple of days pass but eventually it’s just Nick and Charlie in Charlie’s dorm room, Luke has gone out for the day and Chad is with his girlfriend, which leaves them with Westley who is also in his own room, having avoided them since the night of the party. Charlie is sitting in some bike shorts and one of Nick’s hoodies having finished a yoga session. Nick has just finished off a bit of work he had to do for uni, saving it and shutting down his laptop and leaving it at Charlie’s desk.
“Done.” Nick declares, getting up and heading towards Charlie, crawling towards him on the bed, “Now, I can finally enjoy you properly” He grins.
Charlie puts his phone down, smiling as Nick hovers over him, “Enjoy me, huh?”
“Yeah, this is the first we’ve had proper alone time since we got here. I’ve missed you although I have been with you all day, every day.” Nick pouts playfully.
“Well, we better make up for it, huh?” Charlie grins, leaning in.
They meet in the middle, their lips moving together in a well-practiced dance, Nick’s hands slide around Charlie’s waist, enveloping him in his body as Charlie’s hands run up his biceps, fingers squeezing the muscles there as they continue their trail into Nick’s hair. When Charlie’s fingers thread into Nick’s hair he pulls gently, and this sets them off. Their kissing becomes deeper, tongues eagerly exploring each other’s mouths and slipping against each other as they pant into the minimal space between them. Nick’s fingers dig into Charlie’s – his – jumper as he moans, hips unconsciously pressing down against Charlie’s.
Nick pulls back a little though, his heart fluttering as Charlie follows his lips with his own, eyes still closed. “Wait” he says softly, “Have your roommates left?”
“Well, they wouldn’t care if it were them getting off but Chad and Luke are out, it’s just Westley” Charlie says and then smirks a little, “Wanna give him a audio show?” He whispers.
“Maybe I don’t want anyone else to hear how good you sound?” Nick groans, trying to distract Charlie by leaving kisses along his throat.
“Hmm, only if you’re comfortable, babe, but he would hear how good you are making me feel, I know I wont have to exaggerate or pretend to be loud because it’s a struggle to stay quiet with you, especially when you get super eager” Charlie bites his lip, still speaking lowly like its their own little secret and he blushes.
“Oh, really? You’ve never admitted that to me before” Nick smirks.
“Don’t get a big head about it!” Charlie giggles.
“Oh, its big, apparently… You have said that part before” Nick grins like an idiot.
Charlie playfully hits his arm, “Stop it! Now, show me what you’ve got, gorgeous. I won’t hold back on how good you make me feel, or how much I love you” Charlie grins back, he knows he looks like a lovesick fool, even when they’re causing mischief – He is a lovesick fool though.
“Right. Get this off!” Nick says, sitting up so that he can take the hoodie off of Charlie’s body, biting his lip as his eyes roam over the smaller man as if it’s the first time he has seen him and not the hundredth. “Beautiful.”
Charlie moved a hand to cup the back of Nick’s head, yanking him back down into a bruising kiss, Nick goes willingly with a soft moan, pushing harder into the kiss but not wanting Charlie to have all of the control he takes both of Charlie’s hands in one of his own without breaking the kiss, pinning them above his head, holding them in place but not too firmly so that Charlie can still wiggle out of the hold if he wanted to. He soon starts to trail his kisses down from Charlie’s mouth to his neck, sucking softly at the skin just below his ear.
Charlie wiggles a little in Nick’s grip but showing no signs of actually wanting to be let go of, he gasps softly as soft lips suckle at his neck, when Nick adds some teeth his hips buckle upwards, pressing into Nick’s crotch, he holds them there, giving a few dirty grinds of his hips against Nick. Nick growls softly as he moves further down to Charlie’s collarbone and gets to work on a hickey there, pushing his hips down against Charlie in return, rolling them.
“Fuck. Nick.” Charlie whines, “You feel so good, need your clothes off already, please.”
“Shhh, let me set the pace.” Nick hushes him, “Is that okay? Can I take care of you?” He asks softly.
Charlie nods eagerly even as he lets out an impatient whine. He trusts Nick, he knows this is going to feel amazing and he has no doubts of fears but he loves that Nick still checks in with him after all this time. Charlie takes a deep breath, willing himself back from the edge of sexual frustration and lets Nick work a hickey into his neck before the soft lips and exploring tongue continue down his chest.
Nick feels the sound of Charlie’s moan sip through him straight to his cock, laving his tongue over a nipple, hands now holding Charlie’s hips to the mattress. He takes the bud into his mouth and suckles a little just for the automatic twitch of Charlie’s hips under his hands. He moves on to the other one, showing it the same attention and leaving a little love bite over it, basking in the sounds coming from Charlie, enjoying both the soft gasps and moans just for Nick and the louder pleads for ‘more’.
Continuing his journey down Charlie’s perfect body, Nick moves his hands to squeeze at his perfect waist, soft but toned, Charllie’s abs jump under his mouth as he kisses over his tummy. He lets out a soft huff as his lips meet cotton and he quickly grabs both Charlie’s joggers and boxesrs, yanking them down and off in one go. Charlie yelps in surprise but still sends Nick a heated look.
“Fuck, you’re so hot when you’re extra eager” Charlie groans.
“I’m always eager for you, darling. Now lay back and enjoy like the pillow princess you deserve to be” Nick jokes and before Charlie can retaliate he has Charlie’s cock in his hand and he licks a long stripe up the underside of it. Charlie moans softly, a hand moving to caress the top of Nick’s head and Nick feels like hes being praised, the quiet unsaid ‘good boy’ spiking his arousal further. He envelopes the head, sucking softly as his lips move down and Charlie’s dick reaches the back of his throat, he continues this motion slowly, teasing the man squirming underneath him.
“Please, I can’t I need more Nick, fuck, you’re so good mmh such a good boy for me, I love you so much” Charlie babbles.
Nick pulls off with a pop, looking up at Charlie with lust blown eyes as he watches him, flushed and looking down at him with equal desire, “Can I try something?” Nick asks, “I want to suck you off whilst I finger you”
Charlie’s eyes wide a little, he loves when Nick does each of those things, Nick is excellent at both. He nods eagerly, “Yeah, yeah, please, anything baby” He gasps out.
Nick gently moves Charlie’s legs into a better position, spread further out and he has Charlie hold one leg up before settling himself back between his legs, having grabbed the lube bottle he squeezes some onto two fingers and after looking up at Charlie’s eager watching eyes again he slips one of the fingers into his hole, slowly and carefully. Charlie’s head drops back on a gasps, biting his lip as his hole clenches a little, willing himself to relax.
Once Charlie has relaxed they work up to getting both fingers inside, Nick moves his fingers around, searching before he finds the spot that makes Charlie shout out in pleasure, he pauses so that he can get Charlie’s cock back into his mouth, fingers wrapped around his shaft as he slides his mouth down, tongue spreading the pre-come over the head as his fingers continue to move, hitting that spot ove rand over again.
Charlie’s shout of pleasure is almost a scream, he calls out Nick’s name and can’t seem to stop babbling, both hands come down to grip Nick’s hair tightly, causing the older man to groan, the virations doing even more for him as he fights the urge to thrust into the sensations happening to him right now. It’s too much, too much but not nearly enough, he wants Nick to keep him in this place forever, he doesn’t want it to end yet he thinks he may blow apart if it continues. Gripping Nick’s hair tighter he squirms underneath him, “FUCK! Oh mygod Nick, your’re so good, SO GOOD” He cries out.
Surely the whole block of dorms can hear Charlie, nevermind the sleezy roommate only a room away from them but Nick isn’t’t thinking about Westley, he’s thinking about getting Charlie off, pressing his own hips into the mattress underneath him as he sucks Charlie harder, head bobbing up and down, the fingers that are in Charlie’s ass moving faster against his bundle of nerves. He only pulls off of Charlie to catch his breath, fingers continuously moving as he kisses along Charli’s tummy and when he can teasingly licks over his length once more.
“Nick, Nick, Nick, fuck I need you ins- Inside me, PLEASE?” Charlie’s question shoots up into a loud whine as Nick removes his fingers.
“Why’d you stop, don’t stop, Nick”
“But I thought you wanted me inside of you, darling?” Nick purrs, leaning up to kiss Charlie.
Charlie grumbles for a moment, “Hurry up and get inside me, I feel so fucking empty”
Who is Nick to say no to that? He wouldn’t deny Charlie anything in the world, especially not when it means he can pull more of those sounds from him. “How do you want me?” He asks Charlie.
“I wanna be on all fours, want you to go for it, don’t hold back and fuck me into the mattress, please?” Charlie whines against his mouth before kissing him.
Nick kisses him back deeply, eager to please and eager to continue, he lets Charlie roll over, grabbing a pillow to set under his hips and groans softly as Charlie arches his back, bum pressing up towards him as he presents himself. “Fuck. You’re so hot, look at you… So eager for me” He growls.
“Please, fuck me Nick. Come on” Charlie wiggles his bottom.
That does it for Nick, .he grabs Charlie’s hips and gives a playful slap to one cheek before lining himself up and slowly slipping inside, listening to Charlie’s reactions, pausing when he needs a moment and continuing to move when the gasp of pain turns to one of pleasure. He likes to take his time opening up Charlie so that its an easy slide in but they’re both eager and it has been far too long.
“You can move, gorgeous” Charlie murmurs into his pillow, pushing himself back up onto all fours so that his voice travels a little, he vagely remembers they’re trying to purpousfully be loud through the haze of lust and feelings and Nick. “Never get used to how big you feel, how full I feel, god you’re gorgeous” Charlie groans out, grinding back against Nick.
Nick takes a hold of Charlie’s hips to still him and begins to move, slow purpousful thursts become quicker as he is egged on by Charlie’s loud moaning and words of praise and encouragement. He picks up the pace so that their hips snap together in a loud, squelching slap of skin that mixes with the sounds of both of them moaning and panting.
“Oh fuck, fuck, you’re so hot around me Char” Nick moans, “Could stay inside you forever, you’re so fucking hot”
One of Charlie’s hands slides up Charlie’s back in a caress as he continues to move, not slowing or quickening his pace, it’s perfect as it is, keeping them moving towards the edge but not too quickly but he does reach to grab a fistful of Charlie’s hair, pulling his head back which makes the other shout out and before Nick can question if that was okay, Charlie is pressing back against him again, following the rhythm of his own thrusts.
“Nick, Nick, please, please touch me so so so good” Charlie groans, fingers gripping the duvet bellow them, toes curling as his eyes roll back, mouth agape in a silent moan as he gives in to the pleasure washing through him.
Nick does as he’s asked, removing his hand from Charlie’s hair and moving it between his legs instead fingers curling around his weeping dick and he quickly moves his hand over it, the grip of his other hand tightening on Charlie’s hip as he picks up his pace, shifting so that he can move deeper and faster.
And Charlie is loud, so loud that Nick almost covers his mouth but he is also lost in the thrones of pleasure, calling out his own swears mixed in with Charlie’s name. They both collapse to the mattress, Nick slipping out temporarily and before Charlie can complain he is pressing down and back into him, Charlie’s body fully pushed into the bed as he continues his punishing thrusts.
Charlie is a babbling mess at this point, gripping on to the pillow under his head for dear life, grinding against the mattress, his hair a mess as he drools all over the pillow in his grip, one last shout of Nick’s name punching out of his open mouth as he comes. Nick follows soon after, hips snapping forward as he comes into Charlie, barely able to hold himself up so that he doesn’t squash him.
Nick collapses beside Charlie now, on his back as he gasps for breath, Charlie wearily shifts to face him, breathing still laboured as he looks at him, “I love you” He says, his voice sounding like he has swallowed gravel. “I love you too” Nick says back, grinning.
“That was something else” Charlie whispers with a grin of his own, shimmying closer still despite their stick, sweaty, gross bodies. “Thought I had blacked out for a second there”
“That good huh?” Nick teases.
“It’s always that good” Charlie snips back, poking him in the chest.
Nick just hums before turning to face Charlie, “I know we just came but I could go again in twenty minutes”
“I like how you think, Mr. Nelson. Nap first?” Charlie finishes the journey to Nick’s chest, laying his head on top of a peck, turning slightly to give it a kiss, “Then I’ll blow you and then ride you into the mattress” He says cheekily.
“Fuck. If I could get hard again right now, I would.” Nick tells him.
The next morning Charlie wanders out of his room smiling, bed head and a little limp in his step. He wanders over to the coffee machine and sets out making his coffee for the morning, he is fond of milky sweet coffees but he needs a black one this morning because his fit boyfriend had him up most of the night, and he would gladly do it again goddamn it.
“Hey” Charlie jumps at the voice, he didn’t realise anyone was there. He turns to see Westley who looks like he’s been up all night, good.
“Hi” Charlie replies, turning back to watch the machine pour out dark liquids of the caffeination gods.
“Have fun last night?”
“Yeah, we did. The party was great” Charlie says, avoiding the obvious question.
“That’s not what I mean-“
Westley is interrupted by Nick walking from Charlie’s room, looking equally dishevled and proud of himself, a fond smile on his face as he sees Charlie and wanders over to him, slipping his arms around his waist, “Good morning, darling”
“It was a good morning” Charlie winks at him.
“You alright, Westley?” Nick asks, barely looking up as he nuzzles into Charlie’s neck as the smaller boy takes a drink of his coffee.
“Uhm, yeah, I uhm- I have some stuff to do for uni so I’m gonna go do that” Westley stutters out, “Bye.” He leaves the room rather sharply, clearly angry with the proceedings.
Charlie giggles into his mug, “I think we sorted him out.” He whispers to Nick.
“Yeah, and we got such a fun night out of it. We should do sex marathons like that without weirdo people coming on to us, I think” Nick says, wiggling his eyebrows at Charlie.
“I do like the sound of that but I don’t think it will be for a while, we’ll be in Kent next time we’re together.
“Who says I don’t want to shag you in your childhood bedroom?” Nick jokes.
“Oh, everyone knows you wanted to and we have done it there you idiot, we wont have any time for ALL of that” Charlie tuts.
“I can’t believe your Mum still monitors how much we spend hidden away ourselves, its embrassing” Nick chuckles.
“I think instead of talking about my Mum we should have breakfast and spend the day in bed before you head home this evening” Charlie suggests.
“Oh, I really fucked you good, didn’t I Charlie Spring?” Nick grins.
“Shut up, you know you always do.” Charlie rolls his eyes, moving to see whats around for eating. Nick just watches him with a stupid, sappy grin on his face.