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Joe/Nicky, cockwarming

[(Anonymous)]

Prompt: https://theoldguardkinkmeme.dreamwidth.org/8523.html?thread=3008587#cmt3008587



Somehow nobody had thought to explain this to Nile, and she only found out when she walked into the living room of their safe house one day and saw Joe standing by his easel, putting the finishing touches on a beautiful painting of the flowers in the back garden. That in and of itself wasn’t unusual—in the few weeks she had been with them so far, she had seen how passionate and skilled Joe was about his art.

No, what was out of the ordinary—at least in Nile’s clearly limited experience—was the fact that Joe’s pants were unzipped and Nicky was kneeling at his feet, his eyes closed and his mouth very clearly on Joe’s cock. “Oh my God, I’m so sorry,” Nile blurted out, eyes reflexively snapping shut. “I didn’t realise that you were—I—I’ll just leave now,” she said, cheeks hot.

“Nile, it’s fine,” Joe said calmly. “You don’t have to leave if you don’t want to. We’re not doing anything, Nicky’s just keeping me warm as I paint,” and, wait. What? Nile reopened one eye to take a peek and, well, she wasn’t a blowjob expert but it’s true that you didn’t normally just sit there still when you were going down on someone. And Nicky wasn’t moving, wasn’t bobbing his head up and down, wasn’t doing anything at all as far as she could tell. He was just kneeling there, a contented look on his face as he kept his lips stretched around Joe.

“Does that feel good?” She asked, curious. “Don’t you want to, I don’t know, get off?” Joe laughed fondly. “Eventually, sure,” he responded. “But it feels so nice just to have Nicky’s warmth surrounding me while I focus on my painting.”

“Huh,” Nile remarked, fascinated despite herself, and she took Joe at his word that she didn’t need to leave the room and curled up on the sofa with the book she was reading, occasionally talking to Joe as he painted, and all the while there was Nicky’s silent presence. Finally, Joe finished the painting, making a satisfied hum as he looked it over, and his fingers ran through Nicky’s hair. “Alright, my love, I’m done with the painting, we need to start on dinner. Thank you for keeping me warm,” he told the kneeling man gently. Nicky dutifully pulled off, smiling up at Joe, and in a flash Joe had zipped himself back up, offering Nicky a hand to get off the floor. Immortal life was full of surprises, Nile thought.

It took her another few weeks to realise that they did it while they were sleeping, as well. It just happened that until then they had mostly been staying in some of their bigger safe houses with more than one bedroom, so she hadn’t had to pay too much attention to Joe and Nicky’s sleeping habits.

One morning after they had had to sleep all together in one cramped room, though, she and Andy woke up first while Joe and Nicky still slumbered on, Joe plastered against Nicky’s back under the covers. “Come on, boys, time to get up,” Andy urged, and Nicky blinked awake groggily but Joe slept on unawares. “Time to wake him up, Nick, we have to leave in thirty minutes maximum,” Andy told Nicky, and Nicky nodded, looking determined.

Nile thought he was going to shake Joe awake or something, but he didn’t extricate himself from Joe’s embrace—in fact, he did the opposite, snuggling back into it and moving his hips slightly. His motions pushed the covers to one side and Nile’s eyes widened as she slowly pieced together what was going on. Nicky had clearly had Joe inside him all night long, had slept with Joe not only curled around his back but buried inside him, and now his idea of an alarm clock was grinding back against Joe, hoping that by waking up Joe’s cock he would manage to wake Joe up as well.

Holy hell, Nile thought, a flash of heat running through her, and Andy chuckled as she realised that Nile had put two and two together. “It’s the most effective way to get Joe up, he’s really not a morning person,” she explained, and clapped Nile on the back. “I suggest we leave them to it and go make coffee, what do you think?”

Once the two women were gone, Nicky redoubled his efforts, grinding back desperately as he felt Joe’s cock slowly starting to harden inside him. He loved falling asleep with Joe soft inside him, protecting and warming Joe’s length for him, but he loved this too, the moment when it turned from sweetness to heat, and he rolled his hips in tight circles, knowing it wouldn’t take long before Joe snapped back to consciousness.

Sure enough, he could feel it the moment it happened, Joe’s fingers tightening on his hips and a surprised exhale against his neck. “Time to get up?” Joe asked blearily, nuzzling Nicky’s neck as Nicky continued grinding back into his embrace. “Mm, yes,” Nicky replied. “Andy said thirty minutes maximum.” Joe nodded against Nicky’s neck, and then he simply lay there holding his love, slowly coming awake. Joe was always too tired in the morning to do anything more than thrust weakly into Nicky’s heat, but Nicky was more than happy to take the lead, pressing back onto Joe’s length with the precise movements he had honed over the years. As Joe became more awake, he became more active, his fingers tracing patterns on Nicky’s hips and helping to pull Nicky back onto his cock.

He only really got involved at the end, when Nicky’s careful movements had managed to both thoroughly wake him up and get him worked up. His hands gripped Nicky’s waist hard then, stilling his circling hips and thrusting in properly, once, twice, and then shoving in deep to spill with a groan. “Thank you, my love,” he whispered, tilting Nicky’s face so that they could kiss good morning. There was no way he would rather wake up.

Re: Joe/Nicky, cockwarming

[(Anonymous)]

I wanted this filled so happy to see that it is!!! I love seeing from Nile's perspective and also love how this was both soft and very hot at the same time.

Re: Joe/Nicky, cockwarming

[(Anonymous)]

immortal life was full of surprises wins the award for understatement of the year.

This was a nice read. Thanks for sharing.

Re: Joe/Nicky, cockwarming

[(Anonymous)]

dead @ "he's just keeping me warm" and "he's not a morning person" adlfja;s, great job anon!

Re: Joe/Nicky, cockwarming

[(Anonymous)]

OP here!!

Thank you so much for the fill!!! It is soooo good! I am very well fed!