NAK Drabbles [Ghost Adventures] ✔

25. Wet Dreams [sharing one bed]

PROMPT: sharing a bed
RATING: Explicit
SUMMARY: Zak should be grateful there was even one bed left!

Zak should be grateful there was even one bed left!

But there was the mild irritation bubbling up inside of him at the lack of communication that happened between his crew and the hotel manager.

Every single one of his crew members were forced to share beds in the small hotel, after the hotel manager revealed there was a mistake in the total amount of beds needed. It forced them to bunk with each other. And, of course, Zak got paired with Nick, whom he had a deadly attraction to since the day they met.

Aaron knew exactly what he was doing when the information was told to the crew and knew that Zak was going to send him to the darkest holes alone when they got to their final destination, but Aaron reasoned with himself that it was worth it just to see the older man squirm. Billy and Jay practically rushed off to their room before anyone realized they were gone and Aaron grabbed Dakota by his bicep to show that they were partnered for their room. A smirk was plastered on the bald man's face when he saw Zak's narrowed eyes.

Nick had turned to Zak with a light laugh and a mumbling of, "I guess it's just you and me, Zak."

Someone please shoot me already... slit my throat... poison my drink... ZoZo attack me and send me to hell, Zak thought to himself as they all made their way up to their rooms.

Later that evening, as Zak and Nick get ready for bed, the older man is so aware of how small their bed is. He lays on his side of the full size bed, with one leg off the side and dangling, with his computer on his lap, typing up the last of an email to some of the Travel Channel staff.

Nick came out of the bathroom and out of the shower wearing a pair of sweatpants and an old shirt, but his hair was wet and wild, falling into his eyes. He ran his fingers through it in no attempt to manage his hair, and as he did so his shirt rode up a bit to reveal the tasting of a pale 'V.' It lasted for a moment and it was enough. Dropping his clothes into his suitcase, Nick then slid into the spot next to Zak, grabbing his phone on the table beside them, completely unaware it would seem of what just happened.

Zak side-eyed his best friend and swallowed thickly.

Fuck, this was going to be a long night.

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Zak was still wide awake a few hours later and all he could hear was the soft snores of his best friend beside him. His whole side, the closest to Nick, was on fire, sparking and flaring. He just wanted to go to sleep, but all he could think about was how close the other man was to him.

"Zak...," a gentle mumble came from Nick's lips, startling the older man.

He turned his head to look at the brunette male and he watches as Nick's hands shifted under the covers between them, coming to a pause between what appeared as Nick's leg. Hips buck up into his hand and there's another mumble between bitten lips. Zak stares wide-eyed at the sight before him-- Nick was fucking getting off in his dreams to Zak!

"Holy shit," Zak exhales.

"Zak," Nick moans, "Faster," and bucks his hips more.

All his actions and words are sluggish with him deep in sleep, but damn is it hot!

"Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy shit," Zak whispers.

He doesn't know what makes him do it, but Zak gives in and reaches under his covers and the band of his sweatpants. Grasping his cock, he thrusts into his hand, losing himself in the noises Nick is making asleep beside him. Desperate, Zak wishes that he could see what Nick was dreaming about between them, but Zak has had enough wet dreams of his own that he conjures up a familiar scene.

"Nick," Zak moans, biting his bottom lip, and eyelashes fluttering across his high cheek bones.

And, suddenly, the noises stop coming from Nick's mouth. A curious voice echoes, "Zak? Are you awake?"