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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Eminem (Marshall Mathers). I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Title: Unexpected (10/?)
By: Line
Raiting: NC-17 for language and sexual stuff.
Pairing: Nick/Eminem
Disclaimer: I don’t know either of them. This is COMPLETE fiction. That means I made it all up! *grin*
Feedback: I’d love some. I’m a complete feedback whore, and I’m not too proud to beg! LOL Also…I’m gonna need to know if I should continue this, or if I’m just wasting my time writing this…
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Chapter 10
Marshall’s POV
The minute or chests touch, it like a wildfire starts spreading through my entire body. If I had been capable of doing anything more at this point than just moan, I’m pretty sure I would be freaking the fuck out. I’ve never experienced anything this intense before, and we haven’t even gotten to the good part yet.
Actually, we’ve totally gotten to the good part, but I’m pretty sure there are even more even better parts to follow…I think. I hope. Jesus, or maybe I don’t hope. If this shit get’s anymore intense I think I might spontanously combust.
You know what? Fuck it. I’mma take my chances. If I die, I’ll fucking die happy, and that’s not something I ever expected.
My lips are starting to feel numb from all the kissing, so I decide to give them a break and explore Nick’s body with my hands and eyes for a few minutes.
As soon as I pull away from the kiss, Nick whimpers, which makes my cock jump in my pant. Fuck. I look up at him and his eyes are closed, he’s breathing hard, like he’s run a fucking marathon. His cheeks are rosy and his lips are fucking red hot Jesus! I gotta look away before I start kissing him again. I have other plans right now. Remember those Marshall?
I lift up a little bit and let my eyes roam over his chest. Fucking gorgeous. I never thought I find a man’s chest appealing in any way other than estetically, but Nick’s chest is…Fuck.
My hands start moving from his sides up to his pecs. I remember how he reacted when I played with his nipples the last time we say each other and I wanna get that kinda reaction from him again.
"Marsh…what?" I look up into his eyes, which he’s finally opened, and I smile as I take his left nipple between my thump and forefinger and roll it around a little before I pinch it.
"Oh god…" He arches off the bed, throwing his head back, as if he’s trying to get closer to me. He looks fucking wanton when he does that, and it’s all I can do to not just rip the rest of our clothes of and fuck him right then and there. But for some reason I don’t want this to just be a wham bam thank you ma’am…er…man kinda thing. I wanna make it last, I want to take my time and get to know exactly what buttons to push. For fuck’s sake, we’ve got the entire weekend to fuck each other’s brains out, so for now, I just wanna…
While my fingers keep teasing and playing with his left nipple, my other hand is running up and down his chest, moving further and further down on every stroke. I’ve just come to the realization that I fucking love the power I have over him right now. Like I can just play his body like an instrument and get him to do whatever I want. I never knew teasing like this could be so much fucking fun!
Nick is practically writhing on the bed now. Tiny little moans and groans keep escaping him and I don’t think I’ve ever beed so turned on in my life. I feel like I just want to taste him. The thought of touching him, tasting him, smelling him is almost enough to make me cum in my pants. This is so fucking ridiculous. I feel like I’m fucking 16 years old again, and I’m about to have sex for the first time…which I guess I sorta am, but still. I’m a fucking grown man. Anyway…
I bend my head down and kiss him softly on the lips before licking my way down his throat. His hands come up and tangle in my hair, it almost feels like he doesn’t know whether to push me away or pull me closer. It’s fucking hot. Who knew getting your hair pulled could be so goddamn hot. I place a hot, wet kiss on his throat before kissing and nibbling my way down to his nipples.
I lave first one and then the other, making them stand up in little peaks, and then I gentlybite down on them, while I attempt to get his pants open.
"Oh god…that feels so good…" he moans breathlessly, and it all I can do to not cum right then and there.
I finally get his pants open and I start pushing them down his hips. Apparently he’s not so far gone that he doens’t know what I’m doing, ’cause he lifts his hips to make it easier to get the damn cloting off.
He’s completely naked now, and I just have to take a few seconds to just look. He’s fucking beautiful. I never thought I’d think that about another man, but there it is. Nick Carter is fucking beautiful when he’s laying naked on a bed, hair tussled, cheeks rosy, lips swollen, just waiting to be fucked. I look up at his face and see that he’s looking at me. His eyes are feverish and begging. I guess I should continue where I left off.
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Nick’s POV
I don’t think I can take any more of this. I feel like I’m gonna explode…or implode…one of those two. I don’t think he even knows what he’s doing to me.
He’s finally gotten my jeans off, and I’m just waiting for him to continue, but for a while nothing happens. Is he having second thoughts now?! I don’t think I could take it if he just suddenly decides that he can’t do this. I’m too invested already. There’s absolutely no going back for me. He’s it. The ONE. And I want him to fuck me so much I think I could cry. Clearly I’m the girl in this relationship. Dammit. Why does this always happen to me?
I swallow and lift up my head to try and see what he’s doing. It takes some effort. I’m so far gone already, it’s not even funny. Oh god…he’s just staring at me. Doesn’t he like what he sees? I mean, sure, he’s used to seeing tits and not so much penis, but am I that disgusting?
He finally meets my eyes and my breath catches in my throat. Woah…guess he’s not disgusted. The look he gives me makes a delicious shudder run down my spine and spread to my groin. My cock twitches and that apparently caught his attention.
Oh holy hell! He’s wrapping his hand around my cock and it’s burning me. But it’s oh so good. Jesus! I feel him leaning over me again and then his tongue is back on my nipples. I so totally have a nipple fetish or something, or really I have a Marshall-playing-with-my-nipples fetish, ’cause he’s so fucking good at it and I really really think I could come just from that.
"We’ll have to try that sometime."
Huh? Wha? I said that out loud? I look at him and he’s looking at me again, that sexy smirk is there too. Dammit, why does he have to DO that? Is he trying to make me cum already? Not that I’d complain if he did. I so fucking ready to explode it’s not even funny, but I kinda don’t want this to end already.
Okay, he’s bending down again, only…shit…he’s done with the nipples and now he’s licking a trail down the middle of my chest all the way down to my bellybutton. He swirls his tongue around it and dips into it a few times. And right now I’m so grateful he’s not actually stroking my cock anymore, because I would totally have cum right then and there. And the bastard knows it too, dammit. He just tightened his grip around the root of my dick preventing me from shooting all over him.
I suddenly don’t know what to do with my hand. Should I put them in his hair? I love his hair. Or should I…What’s he doing? He’s licking further down…he’s getting close to…
"You don’t have to do that." I have to say it, even if I really really want him to do it, I don’t want him to do something he’s not comfortable with. He looks up at me again, and he smiles that gorgeous smile, and I think I just in love with him a little more, even though I didn’t think that was possible. He almost looks shy, which…what?
"Want to…I want to taste you." Did he just? Is he going to..? I suddenly feel something hot and wet slithering up my shaft, from root to tip and I can’t stop my hips from shooting off the bed.
"Nnng…" The sound that just escaped me is not human. I can’t believe he’s going to do this. The tongue swirls around the head a few times and I am so so so happy that Marshall has decided to keep his fingers closed tight around the root, because if he removed them now, I wouldn’t get to experience this, and I really really want to experience this.
He softly closes his lips around the head and lets his tongue play with the slit for a bit, before he starts sucking. It feels so good, I can’t even form any word of encouragement. All I can manage are some grunts and groans, which I guess he translates into meaning that I like what he’s doing, because he gets bolder and suddenly the suction increases and I feel my dick sliding further into his mouth. He loosens the grip his hand has on my cock and I have to grab something to keep from coming. I don’t want to finish now. I want more… My hands are flapping around, trying to find some sort of purchase and finally I feel his hand grabbing hold I’m mine, squeezing it, giving me some kind of anchor to keep me from flying apart at the seams. My other hand somehow ends up on his head, not pushing, just resting there. My fingers are running through his hair and…His other hand has moved down to my balls, he’s playing with them, keeping up the up ad down movement of his mouth on my cock, and then his fingers…his clever clever fingers find their way to that spot right behind my balls and I have to tell him…I have to get him to stop because…
"Marsh…I’m…I can’t…" I try pulling his head away, but he won’t let me. He just lifts up a little, so only the head is still in his mouth and then he sucks, and he pushes at that spot, and i can’t hold back anymore.
I feel my back arching off the bed as I shoot my cum into his mouth. My grip on his hand has tightened so much I must be crushing his fingers, but he just keeps sucking and swallowing and he’s making these little humming noises and then everything just stops…
TBC? Please R & R. :-)
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