Fills Post #2

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Re: Fill: Joe/Nicky, enemies to lovers, but they're the most ridiculous enemies ever (2/2)

[(Anonymous)]

Booker joins their team half a year later.

Joe is happy about this development for multiple reasons: One, because he’s been getting a little busier than he anticipated being when Andy hired him, and the extra pair of hands is a welcome reprieve on his (and Nicky’s) evenings. And two, because Booker is good fun and they hit it off immediately. If that means that now two of Joe’s main social contacts are people he also works with, so be it. As long as Andy doesn’t find out.

He only feels bad for Booker because instead of his own office, he just gets a desk tacked to the end of Joe and Nicky’s, which means he has a front seat to every single one of their ‘arguments’. They haven’t really said anything about the fact that they are seeing each other, but if Booker notices them playing footsie while discussing the relative merits of white grapes over red ones, he doesn’t say anything about it. So Joe figures they got the whole thing pretty much under wraps. Even though he misses lunchtime blowjobs.

The only near slip-up occurs during a monthly team meeting Andy insists on. Joe is catching the others up about how well his various social media strategies have been faring and is about to hand over to Nicky, when Booker points at his screen and asks: “Did you make that gif yourself?”

Joe meets Nicky’s eyes over the conference table. Nicky raises his eyebrows.

“Oh, come on,” Andy says.

Booker pronounces gif like jif as well.

“What?”

“It’s not pronounced jif ,” Andy says, “It’s clearly gif, with a hard g, that’s how the English language works.”

“Well, I’m French, and I can pronounce it how I want.”

“Yeah,” Nicky chimes in, “also, it’s not exactly how English works. Or how do you pronounce Gibraltar, or ginger, or giraffe?”

“Well actually,” Joe says, because he’s been dating Nicky for half a year at this point, he knows when he can get away with a well actually, “that’s an unfair comparison because none of those words are acronyms. Gif stands for Graphics Interchange Format, so it has a hard g. Or do you say jraphics as well?”

“That… doesn’t sound right,” Booker says, “If you pronounce it as an acronym it becomes a new word. If the components were so important you could just say G-I-F.”

“And also,” Nicky starts, and Joe knows what’s coming, the trump card, because at this point, they’ve had this argument more times than he can count. It’s strangely effective foreplay - what can he say, he’s a sentimental man - and so Joe almost wishes he wouldn’t. He still has work to do after this, work that’s much easier to do if he has most of his blood in his head. “Steve Wilhite said it was pronounced jif , so we should take his word for it.”

Booker frowns. “Who’s Steve Wilhite?”

“The guy who created gifs.” Nicky smiles innocently, and Joe has to suppress a groan for more than one reason. It’s not like they can sneak off to the bathroom to have a quickie anymore. Booker would definitely notice that.

“Oh-kay.” Booker looks at Andy for help, who only rolls her eyes.

“They’ve had this argument many times. Shall we get back to business?”

Joe nods, nudges Nicky to pick up where they left off, and then tries (and fails) not to look at his lips while he goes over the sales projections.

“We need to stop having sex at work,” Joe says later that evening. He left the office a little after Nicky - it was much easier to get things done once he didn’t have to look at the man every time he looked up from his laptop - then showed up at his flat, where Nicky was waiting with dinner.

“Okay?” Nicky says, and Joe can hear the frown in his voice. Which is fair, he supposes, given that he already has two fingers inside Joe. “But right now we are having sex here, in my bed? Which is not work, I hope, unless you need to tell me something?”

Joe smiles, and leans up to kiss Nicky, slow and deep, as an apology. He knows it’s been accepted when Nicky twists his fingers just so , and Joe gasps into his mouth.

“It’s just-- ngh--” Joe forces himself to exhale, relax, as Nicky pushes in, “--it’s so hot when you do that, you know.”

“Do what?” Nicky’s going slowly, inch by torturous inch, and it’s all Joe can do to just hold on to Nicky’s shoulders and not completely lose his train of thought.

“Argue about completely mindless things, even when you know you’re wrong. I shouldn’t find it so attractive, it drives me mad to be honest, but I just--” He shivers when Nicky’s finally buried up to the hilt and begins rocking in the slowest, smallest circles, just about brushing Joe’s prostate every time. It drives Joe wild, and Nicky knows, and Joe knows that Nicky knows, and that, if anything, is even hotter than the whole contrarian thing. “I can’t concentrate on anything when you do it, I think about all the times we did it in the office just because of your terrible, terrible opinions, and it makes it really, really hard to work.”

He has to repeat some of his words because Nicky has picked up the pace and is now fucking him into the mattress with intent.

“But you’re not at work now,” Nicky whispers into Joe’s ear, “Or do you need me to remind you?”

Joe’s usually mouthy in bed, which he likes to think does it for Nicky too, but there always comes a point when Nicky's endless patience wears thin. Now, he reaches under Joe's knee and pushes up his leg until he is completely spread open under Nicky, and every thrust strikes true. Like this, all Joe can do is nod.

"Ohhh, Nicky, yes, Nicky, yes there, there-" and he comes in hot stripes all over his belly. Joe slides his hands into Nicky's hair and looks up at him with glassy eyes until he can feel Nicky stutter to a halt, thrust in once, twice and come deep inside him.

Nicky rests his forehead on Joe's as they catch their breaths, both of their eyes already drooping shut. By the time they've cleaned up and are curled around each other under the covers, Joe is half asleep. He's never told Nicky this, but it is his favourite time of the evening every time he stays over.

"You know what would make it easier not to have sex at work?" Nicky is absentmindedly stroking the back of Joe's fingers that are splayed wide over his sternum.

"Hmm?"

"If we knew we'd always be able to have sex at home, anyway. Would be more comfortable than the bathroom, too."

Joe laughs, noses along Nicky's neck as his grip around him tightens. "Is this your way of asking me to move in with you, Nicolò di Genova?"

"Doesn't have to be you moving here ," Nicky says, and Joe feels him shrug against his chest, "But, yeah. Might be nice."

"It would," Joe says into Nicky's neck, and he doesn't think he imagines the fingers tightening around his own. Just before he slips off to sleep, he mumbles: "I'd have to update my address with HR, though."

Nicky sighs. "We don’t have HR."

Joe smiles so widely it nearly hurts. Nicky's not the only one who can make terrible jokes.

*

They do get a HR person when Andy hires Nile about a year after they started sleeping with each other. She's younger than the rest of them, and so bright it's almost a little scary, but when she makes Andy smile within 30 minutes of showing up at the office, Nicky knows that she is going to do brilliantly.

Andy calls him over to walk Nile through the payroll system, and Nicky shoots Joe a small smile before he goes to join them.

"We'll do a proper lunch where you can get to know everyone later, but for now, Nicky here is the one who’s going to train you up and help you get settled, and the other two idiots over there are Joe and Booker." The two of them stop to wave at Nile with varying degrees of enthusiasm when Andy mentions their names, and Nicky stifles a laugh. "If they give you any grief, feel free to pop into my office or give Quynh a call."

"Sounds good," Nile says. She’s nonchalantly eyeing the payroll database, but there's a mischievous grin on her face when she asks: "So, is it gonna be mandatory that I start going out with Booker, or will I be allowed to be single?"

"What?" Andy frowns.

"Well, you're married to Quynh, and then there's Joe and Nicky, so I figured-"

"Oh, don't worry, Nile, Joe and Nicky aren't a couple, they just fight like one, so watch out for that" Andy says, and Booker nearly chokes on his cappuccino at the other end of the office.

"Boss, iif you think this is a normal amount of sex to be having between colleagues we need to talk about my objectives," he says, but he's clearly enjoying this.

"You knew?" Joe is actually blushing when Booker starts to laugh. It looks cute on him.

"Oh please, " Booker says, "I've been sharing an office with you for nearly a year, and it's taken the new girl about half an hour to figure it out. Let's just say you are not subtle."

Nicky shares a sheepish grin with Joe. Or, he tries to share a sheepish grin with Joe. He’s pretty sure he’s full on beaming at him. It’s getting harder and harder not to do that every time Joe looks at him.

"Yeah," Nile says, "the fact there are only three addresses listed on the payroll system is a bit of a giveaway, too."

She winks at Nicky, and he smiles. They have been ridiculous for so long, it'll be nice to stop sneaking about. Nicky continues showing Nile the payroll system and ignores Andy who is sitting haplessly next to them until Quynh shows up with a coffee and a muffin as a welcome treat for Nile.

"My heart," Andy says to Quynh, "when did this happen?"

She's gesturing to where Nile is laughing at one of Nicky's jokes and Joe and Booker are trying to best each other throwing paper balls into the bin.

"When did what happen?" Quynh looks perplexed.

Andy sighs, but it's half-hearted. "Looks like I am running a company where everyone pretends to be family after all."

They all share a look with each other, and then they laugh as Andy lets her forehead sink onto the table, Quynh stroking comforting patterns in her back.

Nicky thinks about the ring he's currently keeping hiding in his desk drawer, but it isn't time to drop that particular bomb shell on Andy quite yet.

Joe has to say yes first. Which he undoubtedly will, when he hears how Nicky is planning to pronounce the word engagement.

One way or another, that is.

Re: Fill: Joe/Nicky, enemies to lovers, but they're the most ridiculous enemies ever (2/2)

[(Anonymous)]

*happy screechy noises*

OMG this is fun and sweet and sexy and I laughed so hard. Poor Andy!

Re: Fill: Joe/Nicky, enemies to lovers, but they're the most ridiculous enemies ever (2/2)

[(Anonymous)]

this is it. this is the peak modern AU relationship dynamic for these two. I love it.