22. Valentine pt2

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Nick POV

Feeling high off the win of the game, I rushed through getting changed in the locker room. The others were discussing Valentine's Day plans, I joined in now and then when someone asked me what my plans were. A rush of heat spread across my cheeks as I answered.

"Uh, I'm spending the day with my fiancée." Lewd cat-calls and cheers echoed through the room and one of the guys closest to me clapped me on the shoulder.

"Go on, Nick. The only one of us with a guaranteed hook up tonight."

"No, it's not...I mean..." I stammer, blushing harder.

"Knock it off guys," Derek speaks up, "Nick and Charlie are the real deal."

The chatter died down and I sent a grateful look at Derek. Even though I'm out to the team and they've all met Charlie, not many know how serious our relationship is. I finish getting changed and grab my things, heading out towards the car park.

It doesn't take long before I'm pulling up outside mine and Charlie's flat. I take a calming breath before going to the front door and unlocking it.

Charlie is stood in the hallway, leaning against the wall with a smirk on his face. He's just freshly out of the shower, his hair still damp and his shoulders bare. The only thing covering him is a towel wrapped loosely around his hips.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Nicky." He says quietly. I drop my bag and kick the door shut behind me as I close the distance between us in a few quick steps.

"How did I get so lucky?" I breathe, hands ghosting over his waist, pulling him flush against me. He looks up at me with wide, innocent looking eyes and smiles.

"I could ask the same question." His hands move to the hem of my rugby jersey, tugging it upwards. "You're wearing too many clothes."

"Mm. Take them off then." He grins, all too eager to comply and moments later my clothes are in a pile on the floor, along with his towel. I pull him up into my arms, crashing our lips together and holding him up against the wall.

His hands are everywhere, my hair, my back, my face and he's making these sounds that are like music to my ears. I gently nip at his lower lip, sucking on it a little before letting in snap back into place and moving my kisses down across his jawline towards his neck. He gasps and grabs hold of me, one hand in my hair and the other digging into the skin of my back. He's hard against me, I can feel his dick squashed between our stomachs. I'm not surprised. I'm equally as turned on as he is, my own dick practically throbbing with need.

"Oh, Nick, oh my god!" Charlie gasps when I let a finger trace around his entrance. I don't plan push it in yet, aware that going in dry would hurt but I freeze when my finger comes into contact with something cold and hard.

"Charlie? What...?" I trail off, pulling back to look at him and he manages to smirk at me, pushing himself down against my hand so I can feel more of the hard object sticking out of him.

"Wanted to be ready for you." He explains, blushing slightly. My mouth hangs open as I realise what he's done and I swear my dick gets even harder. We've never used any toys during sex before but Charlie had brought up the idea of using some a few weeks ago, citing that now we live on our own, we don't have to hide it as much. I'd agreed with him and we'd had some discussions about what we might be interested in trying but I hadn't thought much about seriously getting anything.

"Fuck, Charlie, you are so amazing." I mumble against his lips. I pull us away from the wall, carrying him to our bedroom and laying him on the bed. He shuffles back a bit, letting his legs fall open so I can see the shiny blue plug nestled inside him. "Do you...I mean, can I...?"

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