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Damaged	By : dianamichelle Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > N'sync Views: 1743 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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He wasn't quite at the point of wanting to kill Lance, but the way this party was going, it wasn't going to take long. It wasn't really that JC was bored. Okay, it was that he was bored. But it wasn't Lance's fault.

Sure, Lance was ignoring him, along with the rest of the guys, but he understood. He was cool. He got that unrequited love thing. But it was getting a little old by now. In fact, he was about ready to march over to the four of them and just tell them all to have sex. But Chris would stare at him blankly, and Britney would giggle, and Justin would protest, and he just couldn't handle that right now.

JC took a sip of wine and sighed. Besides, he'd probably trip over his own words halfway through. He could have everything perfect in his head, but it ys gys got screwed up on the way out. He scanned the party again, amazed at Lance's ability to keep it completely free of the press. He wasn't even sure that anyone outside of Lance's circle was aware that he was throwing a New Year's Party.

He frowned in confusion when he caught sight of AJ McLean. He hadn't known that the Boys were part of Lance's circle now. He had been talking to the them on the phone, especially since the United concert, but JC hadn't known that they'd moved that quickly into the area that was for those that Lance consider 'trust-worthy'. JC had given up years ago trying to figure out how Lance decided these things. He'd never been wrong yet, and that was really the most important thing anyway.

He swirled the wine in his glass then held it up to the light, studying the legs. He knew that he could go and talk to nearly anyone here, that with anyone Lance had invited it would be safe to talk about almost anything, but he didn't want to talk.

He wanted to fuck. And not anyone here. He narrowed his eyes and took a small sip, savoring the taste of the wine, marking a slightly fruity top note like plums with a spicy, woodsy undertone. He knew most of the people here and he'd had sex with anyone worth having it with. Except his guys, of course, but he wasn't about to get stuck in that tangle. God knew that what Justin, Lance, and Chris were doing was confused enough already without adding another person to it. And Joey sincerely loved Kelly, and JC had a thing about sleeping with people who were in love with someone else. It always ended badly.

So, he couldn't have sex and he didn't want to talk. He was doomed to boredom. He could try to write a song but he'd already written too many about frustrated sex. Or at least that's what the guys kept telling him. So... that was probably out. At least for now.

"Is the wine that interesting?" JC jerked his eyes up and found himself gazing directly into the very clear, very blue eyes of Nick Carter.

He couldn't seem to be able to speak at all for a second and when he opened his mouth to speak, all that came out was a stunned, "Huh?" He blinked his eyes, trying to find anything to say.

Nick's mouth quirked up and he parted his firm and full red lips, causing JC's gaze to drop to them. "You've been staring into your wine for the past fifteen minutes." he held up his own glass and studied it for a moment. "I was wondering what was so fascinating about it."

JC had met Nick Carter before. He'd spoken to the man. Several times. Coherently, even. But somehow, he didn't remember Nick's plush lips and beautiful eyes affecting him this way before. Maybe it was the wine.

"I... Oh, the wine... I was studying the ripples and..." He trailed off, searching desperately for something intelligent to say. Something that would make a good impression on Nick. "I... I was just... I was bored." His tone almost turned the last word into a question. He was certain that he would never be able to look Nick in the face again after this embarrassing encounter. He firmly looked away from Nick's lips and past the other man altogether.

His lips tightened slightly when he heard Nick's soft chuckle. It wasn't his fault that Nick was so pretty that JC had lost track of his words.

"You're cute." JC blinked, not sure that he'd heard Nick right. He made himself look into Nick's laughing blue eyes.

"What?" Nick's smile widened at JC's surprise.

"You're cute. But you should already know that." Nick raised an eyebrow and leaned against the near wall. "Not enjoying the party?"

"Why would you say that? Lance throws wonderful par..." JC stopped and took a breath, aware of his highly defensive tone. "I mean... of course. It's a great party."

Nick was still looking amused. At him. Fuck. Maybe he could leave soon. Why did Lance have to invite the Backstreet Boys, with their pretty eyes and pouty lips? And if Lance wasn't so absorbed in his own little drama, he might have noticed his friend being tormented by one of their rivals.

"You always spend parties drinking alone in the corner of a room?" And that was definitely amusement. "It's okay. I'm not teasing you. Honest." Then he cocked his head to the side. "Well, I am teasing you a little." Nick smiled and looked into JC's eyes.

JC stayed silent for a second, biting his lip. Nick didn't look like he was trying to be mean. And he was pretty adorable. Nick registered his silence and went on talking.

"I was curious... about you and this is really the first chance that I've to tto talk to you." Nick let off another soft chuckle. "Well, the first chance since the concert."

JC knew that his face was blank, but he couldn't seem to think of anything to say. For some reason, Nick was curious about him. Okay, well, then the best thing to do would be to find out what he's curious about. So ask him, idiot.

"Um... what did you want to talk about?" Okay, that was halfway intelligent. At least it wasn't as moronic as most of thengs ngs that he'd already said.

"You know this house right?" It didn't really seem to be a question. "It might be better to talk about this privately."

JC wasn't getting any less confused but by now he'd decided that there wasn't really a reason for him not to talk to Nick. If he had the okay from Lance, it was safe. Hopefully.

Nick was looking at him slyly through lashes, lips red from wine, his tongue snaking out to catch a drop on his lower lip and it wasn't a completely unfamiliar look. JC paused before finally smiling. Nick had been giving him looks like that for a while now but he'd dismissed them, and Nick, as just a game.

If Nick really meant those looks, then JC knew what he wanted to do now. He put down his wine and started to head for the door; Nick pressed close behind him. JC knew exactly where he was going and he didn't stop to talk to anyone, no one at this party would ever mention seeing him slip off with Nick, they'd all seen a lot more than that at some of Lance's other private parties.

When they reached the room he was thinking of, he shut them both in before flipping the light switch. The lights in here were dim, just bright enough to bring a gleam to the leather couches and the flat screen on the opposite side of the room.

"Ah, great idea. Let's screw in Lance's movie room." Nick said lightly as he dropped to his side on the nearest couch. He licked his lips slowly, half-open eyes clearly communicating his desire for JC to hurry up and get naked.

JC just grinned and went over to a cabinet on the left that nearly blended in with the wall. He pulled it open and grabbed the blanket and one of the packets of condoms that were lying inside.

"What, you think that Lance never has sex in here?" His smile widened at the slightly surprised look on Nick's face. It was a cute look for him. "Even if he hadn't, Lance is the type of guy who likes to be prepared. You should know that much."

"So, do you wanna talk about Lance or have sex?" In contrast to his words, Nick's voice was soft and welcoming. He moved smoothly to his feet, watching JC as he carefully unfolded the blanket before placing it on the couch. JC slowly turned around to face him, before smiling softly and sinking onto the couch.

Nick smirked and straddled JC's legs. JC shivered slightly when Nick placed big hands on his hips, pushing them underneath the silky material of the top and obviously savoring the feel of the JC's skin under his fingers. JC licked his lips and pulled Nick's head down to let their lips meet.

The first kiss was electrifying. JC didn't think that he'd ever had this much of a physical reaction from just a kiss before. Nick's lips were soft but aggressive, opening eagerly under JC's assault. Nick's mouth tasted of only the lightest tinge of wine. And Nick's teeth... their gentle attack on his lips left him feeling swollen and needy.

They broke away briefly as Nick hauled JC's top over his head, carelessly throwing it over the back of the couch and then pulled off his own to follow it. He ran his hands down JC's torso, watching heavy-lidded as JC writhed against his touch.

JC's hands ran down Nick's back, dipping under his black slacks and touching the soft skin waiting for him. As Nick leaned down to cover JC's neck with light butterfly kisses, JC moved his hands to the front of Nick's pants, easily undoing the buttons he found there. He moaned when his hands reached kinky hair and warm skin instead of more fabric.

Nick pulled away from JC and pushed his pants off, then he undid JC's pants, nearly ripping them off of his slim hips. JC's boxers quickly followed.

Fully naked, they returned to exploring each other's bodies. Nick's nipples were incredibly sensitive and JC lavished attention on them, while Nick ran his hands over JC's body.

"Are you really a top?" Nick's voice was low and breathy. "Been a long time since anyone's topped me."

JC grinned at Nick and bit his right nipple, just shy of drawing blood but not of drawing a yelp from the shocked Nick. Before Nick was even sure what was happening, JC slid off of him.

He stared up at JC, running his gaze over the slender man's body and licking suddenly dry lips. JC looked back at him, eyes narrowing. He reached out a hand and gently outlined Nick's lips, even more pouty and beautiful now. Their gazes locked as JC slowly dipped a finger inside Nick's mouth. Nick closed his lips around JC's finger, watching JC's eyes widen as he sucked it. He gently scraped his teeth over JC's finger, enjoying the slight shudder that resulted. JC pulled his finger out of Nick's mouth with a soft pop, once again tracing the red lips.

"Over." He commanded softly, dropping to his knees on the carpet as Nick slid halfway off the couch and turned over. JC brushed his knuckles over the tender skin of Nick's ass and then reached under the couch, where he was pretty sure that Lance had... yes, there... and JC pulled out the half-empty tube of lube. You can always trust in Lance.

Nick's hands were buried in the blanket and they tightened as JC returned his attention to him. JC's hand caressed the smooth golden flesh of Nick's ass, smiling to himself at the complete lack of a tan line and wondering just where Nick Carter was tanning nude. His other hand deftly opened the tube. He leaned forward, enjoying Nick's shudder when he licked a line from Nick's ass to the small of his back, savoring the slight taste of salt from Nick's skin.

He leaned back again. His hand, now slick with lube, teased Nick's opening. A slim finger slipped in and JC briefly closed his eyes as he enjoyed the tight heat of Nick's ass. He moved it slowly in and out, carefully studying Nick's reactions. When Nick froze, he smiled and angled his finger to hit that spot again. He slipped another finger in, twisting and turning his fingers to stretch Nick. His other hand left Nick's skin and fumbled for the condom. When he found it, he quickly covered his cock, as he explored inside Nick.

He lined himself up with Nick, smoothly pulling his fingers out and stroking himself a little and then holding Nick open. The head slipped in and JC paused, feeling the slick heat surround him. As he moved slowly into Nick, JC's hands slid up Nick's body, stroking and petting the soft skin.

When he was fully inside, JC paused again, allowing himself the pleasure of feeling Nick contract around him. Nick was softly moaning, almost continuously tightening, then loosening around JC.

JC started to move inside Nick, slowly pulling out, then pushing back in quickly. With a bit of regret that it wouldn't last longer, he increased his pace in response to Nick's urgings and then he finally touched Nick's cock lightly.

All he could feel was the tight heat that surrounded him, all he could hear were Nick's pants and pleads for more, all he could smell was the musky scent of sex and the faint smell of roses that had to have come from whatever lube Lance had had. His eyes tightly closed, he whimpered as he drove into Nick's body and firmed his grip on Nick, he felt Nick tighten even more around him as he came.

It was amazing and then, for one brief moment, it was perfect.

JC slumped onto Nick's back, the gloriously exhausting afterglow of great sex filling him. Nick moaned again as JC pulled out. Eyelashes fluttering, Nick turned over, relaxing for a moment on the luxurious blanket before heading over to the cabinet, searching it for something. He pulled out a box of tissues and cleaned himself off before tossing the box to JC.

"That was great. We'll have to do it again sometime." Nick's voice was still low but professional now, slightly distant. He stretched, dropped the tissue casually on the floor, and then went to grab his pants. JC leaned against the couch, watching as Nick started to dress.

"You're leaving?" JC couldn't keep the surprise out of his voice.

"Well, yeah." Nick chuckled as he found his shirt and pulled it over his head.

"Now? But… I thought that… weren't we…"

Nick glanced over at him as he buttoned his cuffs, his expression disbelieving. "I can hardly stay here." He slipped into his shoes, a cruel smirk crossing his face. "Besides, Howie gets cranky when I don't spend the night with him."

JC's mouth fell open and he watched in silent shock as Nick left the room.
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