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Nick
Over the next couple of days, Nick and Charlie are completely wrapped up in one another. They plan their future weekends, excited to see what the new normal might look like for them. They share stories about flatmates and teammates they’ll meet until they feel like they know them. The days blend into each other through a haze of the best orgasms each of them has ever had, every nerve zinging the minute they are close.
The rest of the house has stopped complaining about sounds erupting from their room, soon learning that it is fruitless. Instead, they automatically turn up the music or TV whenever they notice Nick and Charlie missing.
Nick bursts out laughing on the afternoon of New Year’s Eve when he walks out of the bathroom post-shower blowjobs to a mournful-looking Charlie holding a pack of condoms with an exaggerated pout on his cute face.
He decides to bite, knowing precisely what the curly-haired sex god will say, “What’s up, Char?”
“These guys have felt lonely on the bedside table since we bought them. Unopened. Unused. They’re sad.” He pushes the box at Nick while pouting further and attempting comically wide puppy dog eyes. Nick pulls his boyfriend into his bare chest with another laugh and a fond look in his soft hazel eyes.
“You are hilarious. Don’t worry, sweetheart; these guys will get used!” He bends and kisses Charlie before saying, “I cannot wait to use them.” They share a kiss, and Nick asks, “How about we slip away tonight and come back here so we have the place to ourselves?”
Charlie’s face lights up like a Christmas tree. He lifts onto his tiptoes and kisses Nick slowly and teasing, his tongue playing with Nick’s and fighting for dominance. Nick licks into his open mouth and moans before pulling away.
They both get dressed for their night out in the pub.
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When they arrive at the pub, their friends find it teeming with merriness, filled with people celebrating. Much like Christmas Eve, they have live music and lots of fun and drinking. Nick spots Jay wrapped around Peter, looking smitten and happy as they both give Nick and Charlie a wave. The Christmas Cottage gang join Jay’s friends at a table, and they’re all happily deep in conversations or bouncing around the dance floor together.
At almost eleven, Nick checks his watch for the tenth time and glances around the dance floor, soon spotting a floppy head of curls bouncing. Charlie’s arms wave in the air as he moves his hips, his eyes closed, and he is completely lost in the music. Nick walks up behind him and slowly puts his warm hand on Charlie’s taut stomach, exposed from the midriff down in a stunning cropped rock t-shirt. Nick hugs Charlie’s back to his chest as Charlie drops his head to rest back on Nick’s shoulder. His hair tickles Nick’s skin as he leans down, his jaw against Charlie's temple, and his lips ghost over his hot, sweaty skin. Charlie begins to gyrate to the music, rubbing his arse sensually against Nick's groin as Nick's hips start to move with him. They quickly forget everyone around them as they get lost in the music and the feel of one another. Their movements are cut off when Nick grabs Charlie and spins him around, pulling him flush with him, chest to chest.
Charlie gasps and reaches up to Nick's ear, “I fucking love when you manhandle me.”
The gravel in his voice shifts directly to Nick's dick, fighting for release from his trousers.
“We need to leave, Char. We made a promise to that box of condoms,” he whispers back with a cheeky grin and a smooth wink as Charlie instantly grabs his hand and makes a beeline for the door.
Nick tugs his hand back, “Hang on, Charlie, we need to say goodbye.”
“No, we don’t. They’ll get it. We’ll see them tomorrow to wish them a proper Happy New Year.”
Nick pauses and bounces on his heels, torn between good manners and getting Charlie Spring into bed with him. Charlie wins out. Of course, he does !
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Nick gathers all the candles to bring to the room while Charlie showers. He lights them on the dressing table, and the flickering flames bounce off the mirror to reflect around the room. He draws the curtains and makes the bed as neatly as possible, laying a fluffy towel over the sheet. Charlie giggles as he enters the room, asking Nick what he is doing.
Nick turns to him and takes his face into his hands, “I want everything about this to be special.”
He switches on his Spotify with a romantic playlist he’d compiled the day before when he and Charlie had been curled up on the couch together. He steps away from the dresser and tries to shake the nerves out of his hands. He’s never usually nervous about sex; he hasn’t had lots of partners, but he has had lots of sex. This feels special. He truly believes this might be his last ever first time with someone, and he wants it to be a memorable and beautiful experience to look back on.
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He stands where he is, near the wardrobe and dresser where the candles are flickering, throwing dim light around the room. Charlie’s beside the bed, a small towel wrapped around his waist with a V at the front where it’s tucked, showing the tantalising thin line of dark hair leading to Charlie’s cock. Nick’s mouth is watering, and the flames lick his insides as he slowly lets his eyes pull the whole way down Charlie’s body. He will never get bored of this delectable sight, but it’s especially fine right now, with Charlie’s muscle definition highlighted by the flickering light of candles. The candles throw shadows, showing the dip of his athletic pecs and abs. His sharp cheekbones and wild curls frame his stunning face, and his blue eyes sparkle in the dark, romantic setting, staring straight into Nick's.
Nick moves towards him slowly. Charlie stays exactly where he is, watching Nick approach him. As he reaches Charlie, the smaller man unties his towel and drops it to the floor. Nick has stopped moving, taking another minute to fully look at Charlie. He watches as Charlie’s breathing grows desperate, hitched and unsteady. Nick’s breathing starts to match as his eyes follow those abs again down to his thick long cock, standing, begging for Nick to touch. Nick can’t take it any longer. He closes the distance, and with all the calm he can muster, he slowly leans in to kiss him. It evolves quickly into a kiss with a tinge of desperation and need, swallowing Charlie’s moans as Nick’s hands start to trace his waist, his hips and travel around to his plump arse cheeks. He gives Charlie a cheeky squeeze as he giggles into Nick’s mouth.
“Geshitoffyou,” Charlie mumbles into Nick's mouth.
Nick pulls away with a start, “What?”
Charlie paws at his top and trousers, “Get them off you!”
Nick immediately takes the command and sheds every bit of clothing, standing chest to bare chest with the man he lo-likes immensely.
He trails his fingers up Charlie’s chest, teasing around his nipples before wrapping his hands around his neck. He entangles the fingers of one in the shorter hairs at the back of Charlie’s neck while the other cups his cheekbone and brings their lips together. An explosion of heat bubbles inside them both as their tongues dance and their lips move in unison. Happy sighs are emitted as they swallow them up and slowly move to the bed.
Nick cradles the back of Charlie’s head as he manoeuvres him to lie down. He spreads his legs over him, knees on either side of Charlie’s hips, keeping his weight off Charlie.
He feels Charlie’s hands grab at his thighs as he says huskily, “I love these meaty thighs. Look at them trapping me in. God, they are so fucking delicious, Nick.”
Nick groans, his veins thrumming with want as lava runs through them. His cock is alert and screaming for friction as he kneels up to look appraisingly at Charlie, laid out and trapped beneath him. He can see Charlie’s cock hard and leaking, sitting large against his stomach with precum glistening at the tip. He licks his lips before kissing his way straight to it.
Charlie’s scream of pleasure plays symphonies in Nick’s brain as he sinks down onto him. Charlie’s breathing turns ragged as Nick sucks him long and teasing. He lifts off with a pop and licks around the head and slit of Charlie’s cock, greedily lapping up any precum spilling from him.
He hears the snick of a bottle, and his eyes fly up to meet Charlie’s as Charlie tries to speak and hand him the bottle,
“Lube. Me. Open. Please. Argh!”
He pulls away, giggling at the mess he’s made of his poor boyfriend’s sensibilities. He leans over to kiss Charlie as he pours a generous amount of lube onto his fingers and warms it between them. Nick kisses Charlie’s chest, teasing his nipples with his teeth and tongue as he reaches between his wide-spread legs. He gently teases his taint until he reaches his tight hole. Charlie jumps and writhes as he circles his hole, feeling a wetness there already.
“Did…Did you? Already?” He asks, watching Charlie open his eyes and smile gleefully.
“Prep already? Yep, I did. I didn’t want us to spend too long on this part.”
Nick pouts petulantly, “I happen to enjoy this part. I wanted to spend ages teasing you before making you cum on my cock.”
“Fuck, that’s hot, Nick.”
Charlie squirms and pushes down against Nick’s teasing hand. Nick watches him as annoyance runs across Charlie’s blown-out pupils and flushed cheeks.
“Fucking finger me already, Nick.” He whines, grinding his arse down to try to force it.
“Shh, darling. Just sit back and enjoy it.”
With that instruction, Nick pushes the tip of his finger through the tight muscle as he sinks his mouth onto Charlie’s pulsing cock. Charlie’s hole gives way easily as Nick slowly enters his finger, waiting a few seconds and listening to Charlie's breathing before fucking it in and out slowly. He pulls off Charlie’s cock and watches his finger disappear into him, holding the base of his own cock to stave off the white-hot heat he’s feeling build inside his core. He adds more lube to two fingers and slowly pushes them in. It’s tighter, so he works slowly until he can scissor them and gently fuck them in and out as Charlie moans.
He leans down and captures Charlie’s open mouth with his, taking him in a sensual kiss and trying to pour every feeling he has into it. He’s so grateful to have this beautiful man open up for him in every way possible. His body turns Nick on more each time like he’s never experienced before.
Charlie giggles and asks, “Nicholas, are you having a full-on simp moment while your fingers are in my arse?”
“Jesus, Charlie,” Nick scoffs before admitting defeat and nodding, “Yes, yes, I am! I just feel so lucky to have you like this, baby. You’re so beautiful, and you’re all mine.”
He begins to curl his fingers just so as he pulls away and continues fucking Charlie with the two full fingers. Charlie jumps with a gasp, and Nick smiles triumphantly - found it .
He pulls out and lubes up one more finger. It’s slow, filling Charlie up, and he watches himself again, where he meets Charlie as his boyfriend opens up for him, inviting him into the warm heat. He pumps Charlie’s cock with his other hand and listens to the delicious sounds bouncing off the walls.
“Nick, I’m ready,” Charlie gasps and then promptly shouts with pleasure as Nick hits his prostate again. Nick fucks into him a couple more times, hitting that spot again and again until Charlie starts begging desperately for him to get inside him. He pulls his fingers out, promptly wiping the lube onto the towel under Charlie.
Charlie sits up, a condom in hand, “Let me put it on you.”
Nick lies down on his back and watches as Charlie wraps his hand around his cock and lazily pumps. The tension from watching Charlie come undone has made Nick feel dangerously close to the edge, a constant heat licking his lower belly. Charlie opens the wrapper and places the condom on the head of Nick’s penis, rolling it down a third of the way. He then wraps his lips tight around the head and slowly unrolls the remaining amount down to the end using his lips, his throat making a short choking noise as he takes Nick’s cock into it. Nick’s head rocks back on the headboard as the sensation of Charlie’s tight throat wraps around the more sensitive part of the head of his cock. A deep groan erupts from him as Charlie gently licks and sucks his way back up Nick’s shaft.
“I’m going to ride you, baby. Is that ok?” Charlie asks before he leans forward to kiss Nick on the lips. Nick’s eyes roll back as he feels like he gets impossibly harder with Charlie’s request.
“Yes, Char.” Nick reaches out his hands and pours lube onto his cock before gently holding Charlie’s hips as he hovers over him. He watches as Charlie grabs him and guides him to his hole, teasing around it before easing himself onto Nick. Nick feels the tight push through Charlie’s entrance and gasps in pleasure at the heat surrounding the head of his dick. He can feel the muscles around Charlie's hole tense and tighten before they relax and take him in deeper and deeper at an impossibly slow rate. Nick sees stars and can’t keep the moans and expletives from rolling from his tongue as he experiences the roaring tight heat. He already feels impossibly close to cumming, and he reaches to grip the base of his cock, asking Charlie to pause for a second. Charlie stops, a smile spreading across his face as he watches Nick’s reaction, waiting for his instruction to move.
Nick gives Charlie a nod when he’s managed to stave off his orgasm. He would feel embarrassed if it was anyone else, but with Charlie, he knows the stunning man understands it’s because of the intense feelings between them and the fact he finds him ridiculously hot!
Charlie sinks until Nick is fully sheathed. He stops for a minute as Nick gently rubs circles on his hips and runs one hand up and down his tensed torso until he wraps his fingers around Charlie’s cock. He gives him a couple of lazy pumps until Charlie groans loudly with his eyes closed and starts to move slowly. An involuntary moan escapes Nick as he watches Charlie bounce on his dick.
“Charlie, you look so fucking good right now!”
He moans and guides Charlie, holding his hips and trying to stop himself fucking up into him, giving Charlie time to adjust and set the pace until he is ready to be railed.
“Nick, you can take over now.” A noise flies out of Nick as he picks Charlie up, his strong arm wrapped around Charlie’s narrow waist while Charlie sits fully onto Nick’s cock, his legs clinging around Nick's back to hold on.
With a squeal from Charlie, in one swift movement, he has the smaller man on his back with his long legs still wrapped around Nick’s hips. Nick pulls out as slowly as he can manage to control it, holding onto the condom to stop it from rolling off. He watches intently and moans loudly as each inch of his cock enters Charlie again and disappears to the hilt. His tuft of brown hair is only just visible as Charlie’s heat engulfs him. He palms Charlie’s waiting cock, feeling it react by spilling hot precum on his hand as he moves his hips to bring himself out slowly before watching his dick disappear again, feeling the tightness of Charlie’s walls all around him. The sight and the feeling make something roar in his chest, and he starts to pound in and out of Charlie’s tight, gorgeous hole to glorious moans and encouragement from Charlie. He slows down and leans in to capture Charlie’s lips. Charlie quickly opens his mouth to invite him for a languid, hot kiss. He moves steadily as he kisses Charlie’s jaw and under his ear before whispering into his ear.
“You feel so incredible, darling. I love having you like this.” Nick says as Charlie slowly turns his head, kissing any skin on Nick’s face he can reach before kissing his lips and kissing him deeply—their mutual sounds mingling as they move. Joined in the closest way humans can be joined, their hearts beating as one in their touching chests, a sheen of sweat covering them both as they lose themselves in the feeling of every bit of their skin touching.
“ You feel incredible. I’m so happy with you, Nick.” Charlie takes Nick’s face in his hands to look deep into his eyes as Nick continues moving steadily. Both men feel the rush of emotions rolling to the surface as their mutual orgasms start approaching and tears pierce their eyes. With one more kiss, Nick begins to speed up, feeling a hot liquid coil in the pit of his stomach, and he quickly reaches the crest of the wave. He brings his hand down and wraps it around Charlie, twisting his wrist as he grips gently around the head of his cock and spreading the precum over him to help him slide up and down at speed. He matches his hand with his thrusts and continues to make love to Charlie.
A huge rush of emotion overtakes him as he feels and hears them both coming over the biggest wave, pressure building and building. Nick gently lifts Charlie’s leg, pushing against Charlie, which changes his position slightly to shouts and excessive cursing from Charlie as he screams his way to a blinding orgasm, his prostate perfectly stimulated to bring him over. As Nick feels Charlie’s cock thicken and the white-hot ropes of cum spill over his hand, Charlie’s hole pulses around his cock, bringing him shouting over the brink as he releases into the condom inside Charlie. He thrusts in and out slowly, milking his release until he collapses on top of Charlie, careful not to put all his weight on him.
“Oh my god, that was incredible.” He breathes. Charlie’s arms wrap around him, pulling him tight for a gentle, heated kiss. There is a brief and gentle touch of soft lips before Nick rests his head, cheek to cheek with Charlie.
The boys lie together for a few more minutes before Nick reluctantly moves to pull himself out and dispose of the condom. Charlie whimpers at the loss but massages his legs as he finally straightens them. He can feel them shake and quiver. As Nick returns from cleaning himself down quickly, he runs a warm cloth over Charlie’s stomach and cleans him as thoroughly as possible. Throwing the cloth and towel into the laundry basket, he lies beside Charlie and massages each leg, one by one, from foot to the top of his thighs to help bring the shaking down before carrying him bridal style with a kiss to the bathtub in the main bathroom where he turns the taps off.
“Nick. How are you so perfect?” Nick smiles at Charlie and kisses him before placing his feet on the floor and helping him climb into the warm bubble bath.
“It’s such a pleasure and a treat to spoil you, Charlie.” He climbs in after Charlie, getting him to sit forward to encourage Charlie’s back down onto his chest. They stay there, caressing each other, kissing and talking until they hear the front door opening and their friends noisily filing into the cottage. They get out and dry themselves down, running across the hall naked before anyone can see them.
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“Happy New Year, Nick.”
“Happy New Year, Charlie.” Nick feels happiness deep in his bones. One that feels like he has come home to himself. A safety and surety he’s never felt before as Charlie curls himself around Nick’s back, holding him and soothing him into a deep sleep.
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The next morning, they wake up and make love together again. This time, Nick takes his sweet time opening Charlie and teasing him until he begs for Nick to get inside him. When Nick finally pushes in, they move together slowly, both lying on their sides, with Nick tracing gentle kisses along the back and side of Charlie’s neck. He takes Charlie in his hand, matching his increased thrusts with his hand as they both climax together, with moans and shouts filling the room.
As they lie wrapped in each other after feeling sated, a waterfall of conflicting emotions settles over them as tears spill from Charlie’s eyes, quickly setting off an emotional Nick. They cry together for a few minutes before laughing about how ridiculous this is after two weeks to feel so strongly about being apart.
They both feel like they are leaving the cottage today as entirely different people from the two who arrived a fortnight ago.
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The atmosphere in the Christmas Cottage is sombre that morning: the friends all hug, one by one, as they arrive for breakfast. Reality has started setting in; the breakfast table of pancakes and coffee now has a layer of seriousness, and real life is seeping into their happy dream holiday.
“Ugh, this is depressing.” Darcy loudly exclaims when silence has fallen over them after a brief discussion about various assignments they have due.
“I know I’m sappy and corny, but-.” Nick takes a deep breath, his eyes red as he glances around at every face at the table, “I’ve loved every minute of this holiday. I’m so grateful to have you all as family and most of all,” he takes Charlie’s hand in his, squeezing, “I’m thankful you all led me to Charlie.”
Darcy sniffles theatrically while Imogen sobs loudly, causing the others to break the emotional heaviness with the laughter they need as Tara wraps her arms around her girlfriend and Elle comforts Imogen.
They all raise their cups of coffee and tea and give big cheers to friendship and the New Year as they try to shake the depressing feeling of impending real life!
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Saying goodbye an hour later with kisses and hugs and tears is the hardest thing for the boys… until Charlie reminds Nick with a laugh that he will see him in two days when he comes for dinner to meet Sarah. Nick throws his head back and laughs at how ridiculous he’s been. He had wholly forgotten their plans, thinking he wouldn’t see Charlie for at least two weeks. He feels so much better moving to the car and kissing his boyfriend. He can’t stop staring at how beautiful he is as he climbs into the car with Elle, Tao and Isaac. He feels incredibly lucky and admits quietly to himself with a crash, entirely head over heels in love.
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The idiots in love wait three weeks before declaring it to one another. It is a crisp winter’s evening after a weekend of cuddling in bed in Nick’s Uni dorm. Charlie and Nick hold back tears on the Leeds train station platform, preparing for Charlie to head back to London. They lean in and rest their foreheads together, whispering “I love you” simultaneously before softly kissing. Only when they pull away does the realisation hit them that this is the first time they have said it out loud to one another, though they’ve both been testing the words in their heads for days, if not weeks. They never stop saying it now, reminding each other several times daily, over the phone and in person. One day, the novelty of saying it will wear off somewhat, but the love they have?
That’s not just for Christmas. That’s forever.