theoldguardkinkmeme | Fills Post #2

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From: (Anonymous)

When Joe awoke he was sure it was still nighttime, yesterday’s rain still pattered against the window. And in his arms was a solid, heavy weight. Nicky, his heart. He pulled himself closer, resting his nose along Nicky’s neck. He inhaled softly. And there it was, Nicky’s distinctive smell but deeper, he smelled sweetly of earth, of smoke, and Joe realized with a clench of his heart, of Joe.

Joe nuzzled in deeper, as if he could bury himself in Nicky.

“Mmm,” Nicky hummed. He pulled Joe’s arm tighter across his middle and nestled back into him.

“Do you have anywhere to be this morning?” Joe asked.

Nicky shook his head, “Just here. With you.”

Joe squeezed Nicky tighter and Nicky burrowed backward even closer. It was only then, as the long line of Nicky’s body pressed against him, that Joe realized he was achingly hard.

“Sorry,” he murmured as he awkwardly disentangled their bodies.

“No more apologies,” Nicky said, turning around to face him. His eyes were heavy, full of something Joe hadn’t seen before.

“Are you sure?” Joe asked. ‘There’s no rush. This can wait.” I would wait for you for a thousand years, he thought, I would wait for you forever.

Nicky shook his head. “No more waiting.”

He brought a hand up to Joe’s face and pulled him into a kiss. A morning kiss, full of the stale taste of sleep, but Joe didn’t care. Nicky’s mouth parted and Joe explored him with his tongue. He felt drunk, the way Nicky’s body started to move against him, the breathy noises coming out of his mouth.

Nicky inhaled sharply as Joe’s knee slotted between Nicky’s brushing against his cock with the slightest pressure.

“Okay?” Joe asked, pulling back, holding Nicky’s face in his hands.

Nicky nodded quickly.

Joe turned Nicky’s head to the side and started planting light, gentle kisses down the long vein of his neck. He watched in awe as Nicky’s body reacted to him, he shook and arched and let out the smallest of breathy moans. Joe licked a stripe back up Nicky’s neck, nipping at his earlobe.

Joe inhaled sharply as Nicky’s cold hands found their way under Joe’s soft t-shirt. Nicky traced the divots of his hips, trailed his fingers up across Joe’s stomach, up to his chest.

“Off?” Nicky asked, finding his movements encumbered by the fabric.

Joe was up and flinging his shirt off before Nicky could even finish his request. It ricocheted off a lamp which went crashing to the ground.

Nicky smiled, a bubbling of laughter threatening to escape.

Joe smiled back at him and felt a rush of affection so strong he felt lightheaded. Nicky was here, in his bed, Nicky was here, smiling, in his bed. For a moment, Joe thought it must be a dream, there was no way he was this lucky.

“Come here,” Nicky said softly, dragging him back down.

Joe found himself on his back, legs splayed open, as the solid heavy weight of Nicky rested on top of him. Nicky kissed his eyebrows, his eyes, his nose, each corner of his lips, all the small hidden spots of Joe as if he was charting a topographical map, as if every spot of Joe was special and worthy.

Joe ran his fingers up and down Nicky’s back and arms. He watched as the goosebumps rushed across his skin. He listened as Nicky exhaled loudly in his ear. He wanted Nicky’s shirt off too, he wanted to see that broad expanse of him again.

As if reading his mind, Nicky sat back for a moment and slowly took off his own shirt. He gave Joe a shy smile, as if this were the first time Joe was really seeing him.

Joe sat up quickly to cover him in his arms. “You are so beautiful.”

Nicky smiled and ran his fingers through Joe’s beard. “When you say it like that I almost believe it.”

Joe closed his eyes and nuzzled into Nicky’s neck. “I will tell you every day for the rest of time until you do.”

Joe hugged Nicky tighter and shifted them so Nicky was now lying on his back. Joe, above him, began the excruciatingly slow and lovely work of undoing him.

He kissed his shoulders, his neck, his collarbones, he took each nipple in his mouth, rolling and sucking and nipping until they were rock hard. He traced I love you again and again across his ribs. And again and again Joe returned to kiss Nicky’s lips, to pour and drink every drop of affection there.

Below him, Nicky was lost in sensation. His body shivering with each touch, his throat straining to keep down the mewling and keening that was starting to escape.

“Okay?” Joe asked, checking in again. He had settled himself to Nicky’s side and his palm was resting with heavy even pressure on Nicky’s lower abdomen, where a light trail of hair disappeared below Nicky’s sweatpants.

Nicky nodded, unable to form a coherent word as Joe’s hand dipped below the hem of his underwear and started to palm against Nicky’s already leaking cock.

“Oh god,” Nicky whispered, his hips jutting against Joe. Joe released Nicky for a moment, brought his hand to his lips and spit forcefully. Nicky let out a breathy moan, full of want.

Joe returned to stroking Nicky in earnest and paying careful attention to when a slight angle of the wrist or change in pace caused Nicky to inhale or moan. The soft noises he let out became louder, more urgent as Joe sped up. He could feel Nicky shaking and shuddering beneath him. It wouldn’t be long now.

“Joe, I’m gonna…” Nicky said frantically, his hips stuttering and knees drawing up, Joe holding him and stroking him through it. Joe could see tears beading at the corners of his eyes.

“Go on, I’ve got you,” Joe whispered right into his ear.

And Nicky came with a shout. Joe’s hand was sopping with his release as it pulsed out, hot and fluid, over his fist. Some of it smeared on Nicky’s belly but most was trapped under clothes.

Nicky’s eyes were still screwed shut and his chest was heaving. Joe’s breath matched his.

“Holy shit,” Nicky breathed.

“Good?” Joe smiled, he allowed himself to indulge in a moment of smugness.

Nicky opened his eyes and looked at Joe. If Joe thought he’d seen Nicky relaxed before, this was a whole new level. His eyes were soft, there didn’t seem to be an ounce of tension left in his body. Joe leaned against him and kissed him hard.

Nicky smiled as much as his now-lazy mouth would allow. He looked down to where Joe’s erection was pressed up against his hip.

Nicky lifted his hand but Joe stopped him, entwining their fingers.

“Rest, my heart.”

He brought their hands up to Nicky’s face and he released himself from his sweatpants, positioned himself so that his cock was trapped between their stomachs. A little bit of Nicky’s come eased the way as Joe started rolling his hips slowly against Nicky, chasing the friction there. He cupped Nicky’s jaw and Nicky placed his hand over his. He stared up at him with such naked affection that Joe wondered if it was possible to pass out from being loved too deeply.

Nicky was leaning into his touch, kissing Joe’s palm like it was holy. And then, slowly, he lifted Joe’s hand up, rested it on top of his hair.

Joe froze, his cock twitched at the sudden stop in motion.

“Are you sure?” Joe asked, his fingers completely still. The last thing he wanted to do was confuse Nicky, make him regret a single moment of this, cross another line.

“I…” Nicky paused, he held Joe’s wrist as if it were an anchor. “I want it.” His voice was low and suddenly serious. “I trust you.”

Joe nodded and slowly, carefully, threaded his fingers through the soft hair. Nicky closed his eyes and moaned so deeply Joe could feel it reverberate through his chest, through his abdomen, right against Joe’s cock which was messy and leaking and desperate.

Nicky looked up at him and shot him a lopsided smile.

“Go on,” Nicky urged, tilting up his pelvis a few times to nudge Joe back into motion.

Joe groaned and started fucking into the space between them in earnest. His hand curling and petting through Nicky’s hair with abandon. Nicky let out low hungry moans which Joe leaned down and captured with his mouth.

“Nicky,” Joe gasped as his rhythm became erratic, the pressure building, the drag on his cock on the verge of too much.

Nicky looked up at him, face full of bliss. “Ti amo, ti amo, ti amo,” he whispered over and over again as Joe’s orgasm crashed over him. His hips pushed forcefully once, twice more as his come spread hot and sticky between them.

Neither of them moved for what seemed like forever. They simply stared at each other in loving disbelief. Eventually Joe cleaned them up with a stray t-shirt, Nicky got up to make them coffee. Joe followed and nearly bumped into Nicky who was frozen in the doorway, surveying the damage from the night before.

“What were you even doing in here?” Nicky asked with a smile as started to move through the kitchen, avoiding the mess as he filled up the coffee pot.

“I was making a grand gesture,” Joe said, unsure of even how to pronounce the dish that now seemed like a distant memory.

“So much for that,” Nicky chuckled as he picked a few pieces of charred vegetable matter off the stove.

Joe sidled up behind Nicky, looping his arms around his middle and tucking his head against his neck. “I think it worked out just fine.”

Nicky hummed and leaned back into him. He craned his neck and placed a soft kiss on Joe’s temple.

Joe wondered idly, as they swayed and watched the coffee percolate, if Booker and Nile had put a bet down. He wondered how insufferable Booker would be now that he’d won.

We made it! Thank you being patient while I indulge in some angsty-loving. I have one more ASMR-y part/ happy wrap-up planned for this and then I will clean up and post on Ao3! Your comments really make my day so thank you so much to all of you for reading and commenting :)

From: (Anonymous)

😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏 the joy i felt seeing this updating!!! Hnnghh I love everything about this!

From: (Anonymous)

❤❤

From: (Anonymous)

Oh no a month? I’d be a nervous ball of anxiousness too.

Dying @ Booker being all for Grand Gestures. And Nicky comes right as Joe’s trying his best but it’s a disaster!! 😭

Excited Joe and Nicky are talking things out!

Glad to know Nicky’s backstory too! I wondered if it was because he really enjoys it or it has bad memories. Poor Nicky to be both though. :( Although…. Hopefully Joe helps him make better new memories?? :D

”Fuck that guy for making you feel like you don’t deserve love or affection,”
Same Joe, same!!

Joe sleeping with Nicky’s sweater!! Also, bless Joe for being upfront that it is indeed Nicky’s sweater.

“Sweet dreams, Nicky. I’ll take care of you. I love you.” Joe whispered, over and over and over again until Nicky was asleep in his arms.
SWOON. I am also 100% here for the intimacy of falling asleep next to someone. <3

Nicky kissed his eyebrows, his eyes, his nose, each corner of his lips, all the small hidden spots of Joe as if he was charting a topographical map, as if every spot of Joe was special and worthy.
ajfdklasjfklsj; I am such a sucker for this!! yes, good, amazing

Nicky was leaning into his touch, kissing Joe’s palm like it was holy. And then, slowly, he lifted Joe’s hand up, rested it on top of his hair.
omg this is like when a cat wants you to pet it!

Anyways thank you so much for the update author! This story continues to delight. <33 I will definitely be bookmarking this on ao3!

From: (Anonymous)

Oh god, I love this story so much!! I will definitely add it to my bookmarks on ao3!! Good job!!

From: (Anonymous)

This is amazing! I'm so excited that this updated, you totally made my day.

From: (Anonymous)

Hi everyone! Again, these comments are unbelievably kind. I'm glad you've enjoyed it thus far! Thank you so much!

The validation has just been absolutely mind-boggling.

I've started cleaning it up and posting it on Ao3 here, for your bookmarking pleasure:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27608381/chapters/67542668

(some parts may be combined fyi)

The next few parts should be done and posted by Friday! (Preview: a little role reversal, Joe's in the ASMR hot seat) Thanks again for sticking around <3 <3 <3