By Jules
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Rating: This part? PGish (i never know what's pg and what's r and blah blah blah)
Disclaimer: Pretty sure this didn't happen...if it did they never told me... and we know how they tell me EVERYTHING that they do!! Ummm.. right. Fiction!
Chapter 2The next morning I knew we had a press conference early, so I made sure I had my alarm set extremely early so I'd make it on time. I'm the worst in the mornings, and it always took me longer to get started. The conference was scheduled for 9, and by 8:30 I was ready to go. I decided to go down to the restaurant to get some breakfast before it all started. I waited for the elevator, and was relieved when it came and was empty. For some reason I had this sinking feeling that Nick was going to be on it, and after coping a feel last night, this was the last place I wanted to see him. My relief was short lived when at 10 the elevator stopped and Nick got on. "So we meet again Kev." Nick said, throwing me one of his heart stopping Carter grins. As much as I loved that smile, I hated it. The things that smile did to me. Fuck. I could feel my cock get hard, so not what I needed right now.
"Morning Kaos. What are you doing up so early?" I said, trying not to be affected by him being so close, smelling so good, looking so... Shit. I had to stop this torturing myself.
He looked at me funny and laughed. "Umm press conference. Media...fans... Ring any bells?" "I know.. But it's still early. Usually you get there just as we're all sitting in our seats." I laughed at the face he made and felt myself calming down. This was easy, just play along and not think about how much I want to throw him up against the wall, rip both our pants down and fuck him until we're both screaming. "Yeah I spent the night in Bri's room playing his N64. I had a bit of a hard time sleeping last night. I got felt up last night and then they left me high and dry... If you know what I mean." He replied, staring me right in the eye, gaze not faltering, no hint of a joke in his tone.
"Wha.. Umm.. I.. But.." I was stuttering. I was fucking stuttering AND blushing. Damn him. Thankfully I didn't have time to respond because the elevator doors opened up and more people got in. Shit. We were only at 6, only half way there. It was going to be a tight fit, and Nick had moved slightly so that he was in front of me now. I sighed, thankful that he couldn't look at me directly. Couldn't captivate me with those eyes, couldn't see how effected I was by him.
Again, the relief was short lived because...well hell, because he's purely evil. There's no words to describe the extent of his evilness. Standing right in front of me, he had given me a good look at that round, beautiful ass. And the bastard kept moving, shifting from foot to foot, waving it in front of me as if teasing me with what I couldn't have. Just when I thought I couldn't take any more, he moved back half a step. Now, knowing our heights, you'll notice how close in height we are, how...symetrical we are. How certain parts of our bodies are at perfect height with one another. How his ass fit right where I so desperately wanted it to be, pressed so tightly against my cock. I know he had enough room where he was standing at first, so I inwardly questioned why he was moving back. That question died the second he wiggled his hips slightly. I groaned softly and bit my lip to stop the next one. I know he heard it because I felt him chuckle, his whole body jumping and rubbing against me even more. To stop myself from just grabbing onto his hips and thrusting my crotch in his ass furiously, I gripped the railing tightly and closed my eyes.
Now imagine my surprise when I felt his arms drop to his side and reach back to caress my denim covered legs. He inched back just a bit more pinning me to the wall. Much to the oblivion of everyone else in the elevator, his hands grabbed a hold of my thighs tightly and kneaded the muscle, pulling me to him so that we were sandwiched together. I couldn't help but place my hands on his hips, feeling the electricity of his body under my fingertips, his back hot against my cheek that was plastered there, loving the closeness. Relishing the closeness. He slowly ground his ass into my crotch, making my whole body tremble with pleasure from the friction.
"Nick." I half moaned, half questioned, leaning my head on his shoulder. To everyone else on the elevator it looked like nothing more than two friends barely awake, leaning on each other so as not to fall over from sleep. But what they couldn't see was my hands clutching at Nick's hips for leverage, my now completely erect cock pressed tightly into his ass. This was better than anything I had felt before and we were still clothed. The things that this man could do to me without even having to try.
"Just feel Kev. Just feel." Nick whispered, turning his head slightly so I could hear him. And before I knew it we were at the lobby. The elevator doors opened and everyone stepped out, leaving me standing there completely stunned and hard.
"You coming Train?" I heard Nick's voice penetrate my thoughts and shook my head. What the fuck just happened there? Where did that come from? What the fuck just happened there? I know I'm repeating myself but damn..that was the last thing I was expecting this morning. That did nothing for the hard on I was sporting. FUCK Now I had to do an interview with him, smiling at me, knowing exactly how much I enjoyed his actions. Hell, I knew he could feel it lodged against his ass crack, begging for the fabric of our clothes to disappear so I could just ram it in a bit further, take us both to heaven. I sighed and shook my head to clear out the cobwebs.
"Almost Nicky. Almost" I said grinning at him. He thought I hadn't caught that play on words, well two can play at this game. I didn't know what the hell he was doing, but damned if I wasn't going to enjoy every minute of it.