Nathan x Pickles oneshot.

Oneshot. <3

Dethklok was doing a small North American tour, the five of them in some shitty little hotel outside of Detroit, Michigan. The hotel room was dark, smelt like mothballs and the curtains were dingy just like the rest of the furniture but hey? you gotta get what you gotta get to survive. And this was about as nice as they could afford at the moment. Dethklok wasn't exactly the most well known band yet. well, it was hardly known. only that it had the lead singer from Snakes n' Barrels as their drummer.

the five of them couldn't afford a room for each of themselves so they ended up sharing two bed rooms. Nathan shared with Pickles, and Skwisgaar and Magnus shared the other, letting their bassist share the couch out of the goodness of their heart.

"Tonight was uh.. pretty good." Nathan opened up two cheap local beers they brought home from the previous show that night. "Yeah dude, your vocals were brutal." Pickles replied, wrapping his arms around Nathan's toned but slender waist. "He-Hey." Nathan turned his head to make sure the curtains were closed. "You have to be more careful." The lead vocalist said to the red haired drummer that was clinging to him like a koala.

"I waited all night for this, no one will see us." Pickles gave him a light squeeze before letting go of him. Nathan sighed and got in the bed that they ended up pushing two twin sizes together to make into a somewhat sleep-able mattress. Pickles happily followed him and sat next to him, taking a beer from Nathan and taking a small sip. "This stuff is uh.... Bad." Nathan said, placing his bottle on the bed side table. Pickles didn't care, he was desperate for any alcohol he could get. "I'll drink yours." Pickles said as he stared at the fuzzy low quality tv which was just playing the local weather channel. Hardly at that, the channel kept fading out to nothingness.

"Slow it down there," Nathan looked over at Pickles who was already mostly done with his beer. "I want you to be sober for tonight." Nathan finished his sentence and laid back against the pillows. "And whaaaat does dat mean, hmm?" Pickles tossed the beer bottle on the cream colored carpeted floor below him before laying down as well, facing Nathan and smiling like an idiot.

Nathan wanted to strangle him respectfully. "You've been up my ass all day how you wanted me and now-" Nathan stopped once feeling Pickles hand on his lower waist, undoing his pants already. The black haired man stayed quiet and just let the drummer do whatever it was he had planned. "I know, I know. Im just teasing ya." Pickles said as he started pulling Nathan's pants down,  which to his surprise he wasn't wearing anything underneath them.

Nathan kicked off the rest of his pants and watched as Pickles sat up to undo his own pants. "Want me to uhhh y'know." Nathan paused before saying "Be on top?.." Nathan was blushing but you couldn't tell with only the tv light being on and his hair covering most of his face. Pickles shook his head as he tossed his jeans and boxers off somewhere on his side of the bed. "I wanna try something different tonight." Pickles told Nathan as he moved closer to him, leaning forward to meet the singer's mouth with his own.

Nathan was curious but not curious enough to break the kiss and ask what he meant by that. They licked at each others tongues, softly sucking on them and pickles licking alongside the back of Nathan's teeth. Nathan was surprisingly the less dominant one, make small little whimpers as Pickles grabbed at his hips, pulling him closer to his own body.

"He-Hey!" Nathan said as soon as pickles pulled away. "What?" Pickles asked, looking at his lover with eyes filled with lust. Nathan didn't respond and just closed his eyes and tilted his head back as Pickles grabbed at both of their cocks, rubbing them together and kissing at Nathan's neck. Nathan slowly opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling and twirling one of Pickles dreadlocks in between his finger tips.  Normally it was just quick anal then they acted like it didn't happen but today was different. Pickles was so much more .. cuddly? Affectionate? Loving even, towards Nathan.

Pickles held on tightly to Nathan's hips with his free hand, twirling them as much as he could to add more friction to the rubbing he was already doing to the both of them. Pickles rubbed his precum over Nathan's head and caused him to shiver. "P-Pickles.." Nathan whined and bucked his hips up to rub his erection against Pickles'. Pickles removed his hand for a second which Nathan was unhappy with and replaced Pickles' hand with his own. "Heh, hold on mister Needy Butt." Pickles spit on his hand before rubbing his spit either of their cocks.

"Fuck," Nathan groaned, moving his hips even more as Pickles was holding onto them. Pickles was moving his hips while continuing to rub his cock against Nathan's. It was warm and sloppy and new to Nathan, he was becoming obsessed with the feeling of Pickles hands gripping him tightly and holding his cock against the drummer's.

"Want me to finish you off, hmm?" Pickles whispered, kissing at Nathan's neck as he rubbed his cock against Nathan's a big faster. Nathan moaned softly and slowly nodded his head. "You really are needy, you know that?" Pickles looked up at Nathan and grinned before attacking his mouth with his own, leaving tiny little repeated kisses. Pickles fasten his thrusts, rubbing his dumb against Nathan's head, putting the slightest amount of pressure against it and cause Nathan to go dumb, holding onto Pickles and begging him to rub harder.

"Shh, you're fine." Pickles murmured, purposely going slower now to edge Nathan. "Fuck it, Pickles you dick." Nathan complained, moving his hips to thrust up into Pickles hand. "Me? Nah." Pickles smiled before kissing Nathan again and rubbing harder now, picking his movements back up to meet Nathan's. Nathan was grabbing at Pickles' side, trialing his hands up and down the small curve of his body. Kissing him and thinking of just how much he loved his jerk face of a drummer.

"Ah, fuck! Nathan-" pickles whined, leaning his forehead against Nathan's shoulder. "C'mon." Was all Nathan said as he thrusts up one last time, the perfect feeling of his cock pressed up against Pickles was just the right amount of pleasure to send him over the edge. Pickles looked down and watched as Nathan came all over his hand, it was warm and sticky and it alone was enough to help Pickles reach his orgasm, getting his own stomach covered with his cum.

Nathan tried getting his breathing to settle and laughed softly under his breath. "N-now can I top?" Pickles looked at Nathan in shocked as he asked him this. "Y-you still want to keep going?" Pickles questioned him and Nathan nodded his head, scooting down and leaving Pickles confused. "What da fuck are you doi-" Pickles covered his mouth and tried to muffle his moans as Nathan started licking up the cum on Pickles' stomach. "Shush and let do this." Nathan demanded and Pickles decided being bottom maybe wasn't that bad every now and then. The two were going to have a busy night that's for sure.