JD And Nicky by Bailey || @ || www “We scharted as frienddds....” Oh god, it’s happened again. “Ya know Markus, -hic- Schane and me....we were reaaaaaaaaally good friends –hic- and then schomething happened inshide me...” Nicky slurred, placing a ‘friendly arm around Mark’s shoulder, and swaying as he attempted to stay upright. “He makes my cock feel funny...” He giggled, hiccupping once again. Mark’s eyes went wide and he looked over to me, his cheeks turning a lovely shade of crimson. “Okay Nick I think that’s enough sharing for tonight,” I said, grabbing him around the wrist and shooting Mark an apologetic glance, I pulled Nicky out of the club and onto the street. “Hey Mr. Grumpy Pants, I was –hic- having fun, ya know...” He frowned at me, releasing my hand from around his wrist and staggering away from me to attempt to go back into the club. “I know you were having fun but you nearly gave Mark a heart attack in there and I think ya need to sober up a bit, baby.” I sighed, grabbing his back jean pockets before he took a tumble. “I’m NOT a baby, Shane.” He pouted, his eyes going all puppy-like. If I hadn’t been immune to those looks, I’m sure I woulda melted on the spot. I’ve been with him too long. This all started back at the hotel where I had said no to a quickie before we left to go out. I had good reason to say no- we were already late AND on top of that, Bryan had been knocking at our door non stop. I had promised to make it up to him when we had gotten back but he had dismissed the thought and decided to get trashed instead. So now here we are, walking down a deserted street with Tom Jones over there attempting to sing “Sex Bomb” at the top of his lungs. I’ve decided to just let him get it all out of his system, shouldn’t take more than an hour, then grab a cab and head back to the hotel. I’m tired now and I just want to go to bed. He swayed dangerously close to the road so I caught up to him and pulled him into the middle of the sidewalk. “You know Schane, I really do love you.” He said to me, linking his arm through mine. “But I think I’m gonna call you JD from now on.” “JD? Why? What the fuck are you on about?” I laughed; stopping him and making him face me. “Cos –hic- your eyes are the colour of Jack Daniels, Schano...” He said, leaning forward and placing a kiss to my surprised lips. When he released me he leant his head back and proceeded to sing “I MORE THAN ADORE YOOOOOOOOOOU...” at the top of his lungs, making me groan and push him along. We rounded the corner and I decided that I should call for a cab. “Nick I’m gonna use the payphone to call us a cab- don’t move!” I said, pointing a finger at him. “Yesh shir.” He mock saluted me, bursting into yet another fit of giggles. I shook my head and made my way over to the payphone. 2 minutes later I was standing in the spot where Nicky was supposed to be. Fear ran through my veins as I looked up and down the street for any sign of my very drunk boyfriend. I’m sure there are some people out there who would have me killed if I lost him. I then hear his giggling, that unmistakable giggle, and I walked towards the sound. “Nicky! What the...” “No really offimicer, it’s *this* big! No joke...” Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. The first officer, maybe a little older than me, cocked an eyebrow at Nicky then looked to me. “Is he your friend?” He asked me, frowning. I swallowed hard and nodded....”Yeah he’s mine...I mean, he’s my friend. He hasn’t been causing trouble, has he?” I asked, biting my lip. “Well he is quite intoxicated, and we just want to make sure he doesn’t cause ANY trouble.” The officer replied. “I’m jusht out for a leisurely stroll, offimicers...” Nicky giggled, placing his hands over his mouth. “I was just trying to sober him up before going back to our hotel. I’m sorry if he...we...caused any problems.” I stammered, praying to god nothing would happen. I could see the headlines now: “NICKY BYRNE ARRESTED FOR SARANADING AN OFFICER.” “It’s alright, just keep an eye on him.” The officer said sternly, eyeing the both of us up and down before walking off with his partner. Once they were out of earshot I grabbed him by the ear. “What the heck do you think you were doing, pulling that stunt on me?!” I cried, dragging him along. “Thoshe lads were nice! Weren’t they nice, Schano?” He giggled, toying with the hair at the back of my neck. I shuddered involuntarily, before getting my composure back- he was in trouble!!! We got into a cab and made our way back to the hotel, Nicky singing along to the radio the whole way. We got back and I paid the driver before dragging Captain Morgan into the lobby, singing the words to “I am woman.” “Shay we were looking all over for you two! Where’d you go?” Bryan asked, looking over to Nicky who was grabbing at imaginary things in front of him. “And what’s wrong with him?” “Who? Oh...Yeah he’s a bit tipsy,” I said, shrugging. “He’s mad at me for some reason.” “I’m not angry I’m as happy as...as...OH! Look!” Nicky giggled, wandering off towards a group of whispering girls. I groaned and rubbed my hands over my face. “Remind me never to piss him off when you’re not around.” Bryan chuckled as we watched Nicky put his arms around two of the obviously star struck teenage girls. “Yeah and you can remind me never to take him anywhere ever again.” I sighed. “Nico! We’re goin’ up now, let’s go!” I called, motioning him over with my hand. “Schorry ladies JD is a bit mother hen-like tonight...” Why me? I lead him over to the elevators and press the button. As we wait he looks at me through lowered lashes, swaying slightly. “What?” I ask him, grinning a little. “Nothing...” he says, rather dismissively. The elevators come and I walk in first, about to turn around and hold his hand, when suddenly I’m pressed up hard against the elevator wall. “Nicky! What the fuck...?” Nicky has me pinned against the wall, my arms spread out at my sides. His warm breath is puffing out onto my neck and is sending shivers down my spine. “For someone who is sloshed you’re pretty strong, Nick...” I comment, attempting to push him away with my backside. “Oh come off it Shane, I’m not fucking drunk.” He grinned, his lips connecting sweetly with my skin. “You’re not?!” I asked, incredulous. He’d be leading me on all this time?? “Why the FUCK did you...how did...huh?” “Consider it payback, Shano,” He laughed in my ear before taking the lobe into his mouth and sucking on it. “As your punishment I decided to have a little fun at your expense.” “So we’re even?” I queried, pushing my bum into his groin. “I should say so...” The elevator pinged to indicate our arrival on our floor and we stumbled out and made our way to our room. He pulled out his key card and inserted into the slot before pushing down on the handle and letting himself in. He grabbed me by the collar and pulled me in as well before slamming the door and pushing me hard against it. “You seem to have this thing with slamming me into walls. Does it make you horny?” I asked him, grinning. “No, not really. You do, though!” And with that his lips meet mine in a hot and messy kiss, his tongue sneaking out and makings its way into my obliging mouth. His hands find their way into the front of my trousers, making me gasp at the touch of his agile fingers against my hard flesh. “I could get drunk off you...” He says softly into my mouth, before going to his knees and pulling my trousers and boxers down in one swift movement. “God Nick...” I groaned, my hands finding residence in his newly dyed blonde hair... (It was pink a while back, but that’s a whole other story...) He takes me into my mouth, sucking me all the way to the back of his throat then back out again, very slowly. I fight the urge to just hold his head still and get the release I definitely need. He goes slowly, teasingly, knowing that this is his way of punishing me, and knowing that I absolutely love it. One of his hands slides to my bum and his fingers slide down the crack, making me shiver and groan again. No fair! His finger makes its way into my entrance, making me hiss at its sudden intrusion. He adds a 2nd finger and its then that I finally give up being gentlemanly and thrust hard into waiting mouth, coming with a cry. I watch as he swallows everything I offer before giving me one last kiss to my groin and standing up to drag me to bed. He pulls the covers down and tugs my shirt over my head before pushing me lightly until I fall back onto the bed. He sheds his clothes and slides in next to me before pulling the cover over us. With great effort I turn onto my side and go to repay the favor, but his hand catches mine before I can. “What about you, tho?” I asked him sleepily. “What about me?” He replies, a smile on his face. “You came?” ”With you? Always!” “You never cease to amaze me, Captain Morgan.” “Captain Morgan??” He laughs, pulling me close. I love this part. “Yeah well I was gonna call you Bailey’s Irish Cream, but that’s giving Bai too much credit...” The end