Nick and Charlie (smut)

It All Started with a Massage (part 4)

Writer note: I really didn't intend on this being a series, but here we are!

TW: mention of self harm.

(The next day)

Nick's POV
I wake up to the sound of someone knocking on the front door. I roll over and stretch as I check the time on my phone, it's 8.30am.
"Nick, can you get that?! I'm on the phone!" Mum calls from downstairs.
"Urgh." I sigh as I pull on my grey joggers and trudge sleepily down the stairs, rubbing my eyes.

"Charlie?" I say, confused as I open the door.
"Do you answer the door to everyone like that?" He teases, referencing the fact that I'm topless and my joggers are probably a little too low on my waist.
"Only when it's 8.30 on a Saturday." I laugh, pulling him in for a hug.
"Sorry, I was going to come later but I was too excited to see you!" He exclaimed.
"Why do you have a bag?" I ask as I notice the holdall on the doorstep.
"I thought I'd take your mum up on her offer and stay over tonight!" He says excitedly.
"Your mum let you?!" I ask, confused, holding him at arms length.
"I told her I was staying at Tao's..." He laughs.
"Charlie!" I chuckle, cupping his face gently in both hands and kissing him.

"Charlie, love!" Mum exclaims happily, appearing in the hallway, making us quickly pull away from our kiss.
"Hi, Sarah." Charlie says a little awkwardly.
"Are you staying tonight?" She asks looking at his bag.
"If that's okay with you..."
"Of course it is! You're always welcome." She says warmly, disappearing into the living room.

I hug Charlie again, lifting him off the floor by his bum.
"Ow!" He yelps.
"Oh shit!" I put him down, "are you sore?" I whisper.
"It's your fault..." He teases.
"What's Nick's fault?" Mum asks as she walks from the living room to the kitchen.
"Nothing!" We both say in unison and she giggles to herself.
"Urgh!" I moan.

Charlie's POV
Nick grabs my bag and we head upstairs to his bedroom. I walk up the stairs behind him, hobbling slightly. This is more painful than when he took my virginity, but it was so worth it and I'd happily do it again.
"I need a quick shower." Nick says putting my bag on his bed.
"Do I have to wait here?" I ask, stroking his muscular shoulders.
"My mum's downstairs." He chuckles.
"I know... We don't have to shower together... I could just... Watch..." I say slowly as I draw circles on his chest with my fingers.
"You... You wanna watch me shower?" He asks, breathing heavily.
"Mmhmm..." I murmur, giving him my best flirty eyes.
"God, the things you do to me Charlie..." His voice suddenly deep as he pulls me into a passionate kiss.

He takes my hand and quickly pulls me into the bathroom, shushing me as he closes the door and locks it. I watch as he pulls down his joggers, staring at him in awe.
"What?" He whispers cheekily.
"You're so fucking hot..." I breathe.
"Behave..." He says quietly, winking at me.

I watch him as he turns on the shower and adjusts the temperature.
"Oh my god, your bum!" I gasp quietly.
"Charlie, please!" He giggles.
"What?" I ask innocently.
"If you carry on I'm gonna end up dragging you in here fully clothed." He says as he steps in the shower.
"Is that a threat or a promise?"
"Charlie!" He laughs as he wets his hair under the shower.

I stare at him as he washes himself, lathering up shampoo in his hair then closing his eyes as he rinses it out... Soapy water running down his defined muscles...

Jesus Christ!

How are you SO hot?!

Oh my god I wish I was that sponge...

Fuck...

I'm still staring as he steps out of the shower and wraps a towel around his waist. The water on his skin making his muscles look even more defined. His wet hair scraped back with a few strands escaping, falling perfectly around his face. The water droplets running down his torso, over every curve.