Under Your Skin: Nick and Charlie fanfic

Meeting (Nick's Version)

After our shift, we get back to my flat and I pull Charlie into me, wrapping my arms around him and holding him close. He was quiet on the way home, and I know he's worried. I am too, but I have to be strong for him.

"Are you okay?" I ask softly, nuzzling my face into his neck and breathing him in.
"I am now." He whispers.
"I've missed being able to hug you properly." I chuckle affectionately.
"What else have you missed being able to do properly?" He asks cheekily.

I exhale a laugh, and start kissing his neck softly, nipping his earlobe.
"I think you already know the answer to that." I whisper, kissing just below his ear.

He shudders, I feel his erection growing but he drops his head and buries his face in my chest. I love that I can provide him with comfort, sometimes he only seems to be properly relaxed when he's in my arms.

"Are you sure you okay?" I ask gently, stroking my fingers through his hair.
"I'm just worried about what Tom's gonna say, I don't want you to lose your job." He says quietly.

I pull back a bit, gently cupping his face with both hands and I look into his eyes.
"It'll be okay Char, I promise." I say softly.
"You're just saying that to make me feel better." He sasses, smiling at me.
"It was one time, that we got caught anyway, he's not gonna fire us over that." I say, keeping soft eye contact.
"He'd be pretty screwed if he did." He giggles.
"Exactly." I chuckle, kissing him softly.

He pulls me into him, kissing me harder. I can't tell if he's trying to deflect, or if he's just as desperate for me as I am for him. I pull back, resting my forehead on his, panting slightly.

"I'm trying to comfort you and you're just turning me on." I laugh breathlessly.
"Just shut up and kiss me." He giggles, moving in and kissing me again.

I hold the back of his head, we start making out hungrily, attacking each others lips with force. I begin moving in the direction of my bedroom, and he desperately undoes my shirt buttons.

We break our kiss, pressing our foreheads together as we breathe heavily, holding eye contact and I pull my shirt off, letting it drop to the floor. I unbutton Charlie's shirt, kissing his collar bone and chest, the warmth and softness of his skin stirring something up inside me.

He moans softly, clearly as touch starved as I am, his fingers fumbling with my belt buckle. I kiss his neck, holding his waist and pushing him backwards towards my bed. I love how he feels in my hands, his slim body and soft, olive skin driving me crazy after a week of not touching him.

Holding his bum, I pick him up and hne wraps himself around me. Our noses almost touching, we look into each others eyes with only the sound of our heavy breathing filling the silence. It's been two months since I've been able to pick him up, I can feel the strain on my shoulder but it's so worth it to be able to hold him like this.

He kisses me passionately, his hands on the back of my head. No one has ever made me feel as wanted as he does, his enthusiasm in every kiss makes me feel like we're the only two people in the entire world.

I gently lower him down onto the bed, hovering over him without breaking our kiss.
"You're so... Gorgeous Char." I whisper against his lips.
"I've missed this so much." He whispers as I kiss down his cheek and onto his neck.
"God, so have I." I whisper, undoing his trousers with one hand.

I'm supporting my weight with my right arm, it doesn't hurt but it aches and I can feel it shaking.
"You don't have to do all of this if it hurts." He whispers, stroking his hand up my arm. "I'm fine, it just aches a bit." I say, bringing my head up to look at him.
"I could massage you." He says, biting his bottom lip.
"I like the sound of that."I chuckle, smiling cheekily.