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Unexpected	By : Line Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Eminem/Marshall Mathers Views: 12635 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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.

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Okay, so I know it's been ages since I've updated, so I decided to split up the chapter that I'm working on into two parts, and then post the first part now to hold y'all over for the good stuff...heheh.

This is really short, and I'm sorry for that, but this was really the best place to split the chapter. So yeah...

Thanks to everyone who's reviewed and kept asking me to update! I'm so so so sorry it's taken so long, but RL sucks so what can you do?

Also, this part is unbeta'ed so any mistakes are mine...

Please let me know what you think 'k?

Title: Unexpected (9a/?) Friday – Part III

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…

A/N: Thanks to the coolest beta ever…MJ Livengood! Go You!

**This part is dedicated to Aissa because she’s my stalker and I’ve never ever had a stalker before! *grin* And to MJ, because she’s a great friend and a great beta. And finally, to everyone who shares my obsession with LOTR men, especially Orlando Bloom! *grin*

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Nick’s POV:

So we’re watching Return of the King, which is great! But what’s even greater is that I’m now sitting on my couch, leaning against Marshall, and he has his arm around me. This is such a chick thing, but I love being held, especially by Marshall.

We haven’t really said much since the movie started. Just little comments here and there, but that’s okay, because the silence is so comfortable. It’s like all of a sudden all the reservations I knew Marshall had about this thing has just vanished.

I can’t help but turn my head and look at him sometimes. He’s so engrossed in the movie that he hardly ever notices, and it’s really cute. I know, I said cute, but let me tell you, Marshall can be cute! Especially when he’s wearing his glasses.

His fingers start moving up and down my arm in a slow caress. It kinda tickles, so I sorta huff out breathy chuckles every once in a while. Apparently that gets his attention, as he turns his eyes away from the screen to look at me.

“What?” He asks, a smile tugging at his lips.

“Tickles.” I say locking eyes with him. He smirks a little, and I can see he’s thinking something I might not consider good.

“Ah…so you’re ticklish huh?” he asks, whole his hand is moving away from my arm, and down to my side.
Damn...I know I should have tried harder to hide this fact. I just know he’s gonna use this against me someday.

“A little…” I tell him, “But please don’t take advantage of that.” I beg.

He laughs a little before he shoots a look to my lips,

“How about I just take advantage of you then?” He asks. His voice has gone all husky and sexy and I can feel my pulse quicken slightly.

“Okay…” It comes out a little more breathless than I had originally planned, but in the end it all works, ‘cause now he’s moving closer…or rather his lips are. He has nice lips. They’re all soft and pouty looking.

Okay, now we’re kissing. I love kissing Marshall. He’s a fantastic kisser, you know like a take-your-breath-away-make-you-forget-you-need-it kinda kisser.

The kiss starts out all soft and innocent, but soon enough tongues come into play. His tongue tastes kinda minty, I guess he’s been chewing gum or something. His tongue is moving around in my mouth as if he’s trying to taste all of it, and suddenly a small moan escapes him. Wow. I love his little moans. It’s enough to make me stand up and salute him, if you catch my drift.

I can’t help myself, I start moving my hips in a slow undulating motion. I just...need...friction. Oh god this is so good. Before long I feel him respond in kind, so now where engrossed in some very heavy frottage. Hands and mouths and tongues are everywhere, while our hips keep slip-sliding against each other through the rough material of our jeans. The movements become faster and faster and I feel the tension starting at my toes, crawling slowly, delightfully up through my body before centering in my groin.

I don’t want to come this way. I don’t know why, but somehow it just doesn’t feel right. I mean it feel great, but just not right, so I put my hands on his chest to push him up enough for me to look him in the eye.

“Marsh…Marsh wait!” I say, pushing at his chest. He removed his lips from the point on my neck where he’s been sucking and kissing for the past minute or so, and I can’t stop the moan that escapes me at the loss.
“What’s wrong?” he asks. I can see the concern in his eyes. Wow. I never imagined he would be concerned about doing something wrong. It just doesn’t seem like him. But then again, what do I know?

“Nothing…nothing’s wrong exactly,” I tell him. Oh god, this is gonna sound so girlish.

“Then what is it?” He asks looking into my eyes. I look down at his mouth, feeling my cheeks blush even more than they were before and I notice a little smile tugging at his lips.
Clearing my throat I look up at him through my eyelashes and say,

“How about we move this to the bedroom?”

The small smile from before turns into the sexiest smirk to have ever been smirked, and I just about die from the sexiness surrounding my fragile person. Okay, how pathetic did that sound? I swear Marshall brings out my inner poet. As you can tell my inner poet is NOT very talented.

“And what do you suppose we do when we get there?” he asks. Yeah, like I’m gonna come right out and say ‘I thought we’d fuck like bunnies on viagra.’ Not gonna happen. So instead I just say, trying to be all coy and stuff, which by the way I suck at,

“Why don’t you follow me and find out?” Jeez, this all makes me sound like a complete girl, but really, as long as Marshall is liking it I just don’t care.

TBC?

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