slice

In the Shower, a lost "Slice of Life"

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Nick Lachey/Jeff Timmons

Disclaimer: The young men who comprise 98 Degrees (and the Backstreet Boys) are their own people. The author has not met anyone here described, nor does the author mean to suggest that these people act this way in real life. This writing is a work of fiction. I make no money from this venture.

Dedication: This slashfic is for Ewan McGregor and the Savage Garden slashwriters.

Wherein Jeff sleeps, Nick showers, and the guys discuss personal quality time.

Notice: Read "Living." I haven't written since "Guilt," so consider this slice a bit of practice.

Second notice: I wrote this over a year ago, as you can see by the copyright date. I feel like putting it on the site now, so here you go. (11-11-02)

From "No Wonder":
        "Does he touch himself?"
        Jeff blinked. Brian had not just asked him that. "Does Nick masturbate?"
        "Does he?" Brian waited with parted lips and eager eyes.
        "You have a thing for that?"
        "Nick does it sometimes. My Nick. Sometimes he tells me about it afterward. Sometimes he...shows me..."
        "He does it in front of you?"
        "Does Nick...do that?"
        Brian was almost panting. Jeff was getting hard. "Yes."
        "Have you seen it? Does he let you watch?"
        "No."
        "He does it alone?"
        "When he's in the shower."
        "He touches himself."
        "I had no idea you were this perverted."

From "Guilt, Desire, and Life with Jeff":
        "Why would I think you're perverted? The only perverted thing you do - - no, listen - - the only thing is, you like to, you know, in the shower. I don't know why you do that. For a while, I thought maybe you were...like it was personal time, and you were thinking about Drew or somebody. No, no, I get it now. You like to jerk off in the shower and think about me. I don't know why. But that's not perverted, that's just...it's something I don't get but it's okay. There's nothing wrong with it."
        "It is... I am thinking about you."
        "I know. I kind of like it."
        He was turning red. Great. He took a drink and coughed.

Jeff heard water.

The shower.

Mmnn. Nick. Morning. He pulled the covers up over his shoulder and dug himself deeper into the mattress.

He knew that he needed to drag his ass out of bed. They had an interview, a photo shoot... They'd gotten in so late after last night's concert that he was still half-dressed. They'd gotten in, fallen into bed, and slept hard.

Which meant that not only was he sleeping with Nick's sneakers, he hadn't gotten laid last night.

Maybe he could get Nick to be a good husband and get him off this morning.

He picked up a sneaker and tossed it to the floor. He'd stripped out of his shirt, but he was still wearing his jeans, for whatever reason. He skinned out of them and went back to sleep.

Sort of.

He was half-asleep and half-awake. Napping but aware. It was more comfortable to sleep without his jeans. Especially for his dick, which missed Nick's attention. Nick always took great care of the monster.

His feet were cold.

He slid one hand down to hold his cock. Listened to the shower. He wondered if Nick... Hmm...

He didn't give it much thought, for the most part. He knew that Nick jacked off in the shower sometimes. Masturbation was a sign of a healthy sexual attitude about onself, Jeff figured. He didn't think that it was a sign that Nick was dissatisfied with their sex life; if Jeff had that body, he'd masturbate, too. Nick only did it in the shower, as far as he knew; Nick was already naked, in a situation that made the clean-up process easy; why not take advantage of it?

He knew that Nick was thinking about him. Nick didn't act guilty about it, which ruled out Drew as a fantasy candidate as well as Brian and Nick. He'd wondered if Nick was jerking off to fantasies of women. He couldn't exactly fault Nick, if such were true. But...somehow...he felt that if Nick was fantasizing about anyone, Nick was fantasizing about Jeff.

Maybe it was because Nick didn't act guilty enough afterward. Maybe it was because Nick never seemed to be lusting after anyone besides him. Maybe it was because Nick tended to be a little horny after jacking off in the shower, tended to look at him in that...that...that "yeah, gimme some of that" way.

Jeff was not a piece of meat.

Sometimes, when Nick's shower had been a few minutes longer than usual, and there was desire in Nick's eyes, Jeff let him get some.

Sometimes, Jeff didn't.

He liked to tease and thwart Nick. It was fun to be wanted.

Lately, knowing that Nick was in the shower reminded Jeff of Brian. Of Brian's...curiosity. Curiosity about whether, when, where, and how Nick masturbated.

Jeff had never seen it. He only heard it on occasion. He'd never really... He couldn't ask to watch.

Not that he didn't want to watch.

It just wasn't... Nick deserved some privacy, on some matters.

He wondered what it looked like.

Nick touching himself.

On the one hand, Nick tended to go for what he wanted, so maybe it was a simple case of rub-and-tug.

On the other hand, Nick was sensual. Not to mention delicious to touch. So maybe Nick teased himself a little first. Flirted with his own body.

Pinched his nipples. Stroked his thighs.

Licked his lips.

Did Nick watch himself? Look down at himself? Or tilt back his head, close his eyes...

What did he fantasize about? Doing things to Jeff. Jeff doing things to him.

Maybe he fantasized about Jeff watching him.

Or about watching Jeff.

Maybe he remembered things they'd done together. Or imagined new things that they could do...

Jeff held his breath, closing his eyes, calming his body. His cock throbbed, wanting Nick.

The water stopped.

He wondered if Nick had done it this morning. He hadn't been paying any attention, hadn't been listening, didn't know how long Nick had been in there.

He rolled to his back. His cock raised the sheets. God, that was obscene. He rolled to his other side and closed his eyes.

He could use some more sleep.

He heard mild noise. Nick. Weight dipped the mattress. Nick was behind him, kneeling, leaning over to him.

He opened one eye and saw Nick leaning over his shoulder. He covered Nick's face with one hand and pushed Nick away from him. "Let me sleep."

Nick's hand cupped his chin, tipping back his head; Nick kissed him.

He kissed back. "Let me guess. You want sex."

"I didn't say anything," Nick said. He was trying to lower the bedclothes.

"I'm familiar with your body language."

"Yeah?" Nick asked. He was trying to climb on top of Jeff.

"How did I get stuck with a horndog for a partner?" Jeff asked. "What do you want?" He gave in, letting Nick push him to his back. The position revealed the growing pole of his erection, tenting the sheets.

Nick tugged down the bedclothes, exposing Jeff's body. Exposing Jeff's hard-on.

Jeff pretended not to notice anything. He thought fast. It was time to go on the offensive. "What took you so long in there?"

Nick was confused. He'd been...distracted. "What?" He managed to tear his gaze away from Jeff's body and meet Jeff's eyes.

"The shower. Took a while. What were you doing in there?"

"Nothing. Washing." Nick was trying not to blush, and trying to frown.

Yeah. Right. Mm-hmm. "You should invite me sometime."

"What?"

"Lots of couples shower together. We've done it before."

"We broke the showerhead and-"

"I'm only talking about showering together. Getting clean. It's a shower; that's what it's for."

"Right." Nick was still trying to deny that blush. His ears were red.

"Unless you'd rather do it alone. If you need the private time."

"No..."

"I know you're almost never alone. If you need personal quality time-"

"No, no," Nick said.

"I'd like to watch you shower," Jeff said.

"What?"

"The water flowing and streaming over your body. Your hands gliding over your naked skin."

"Jeff."

"Am I embarrassing you?"

"Yes, shut up."

Jeff laughed. "I'd like to see that."

"Shut up." Nick hesitated. Kept his gaze lowered. "You would?"

"Yes, I would. You were in there, doing it, and I was out here, thinking about it." He took Nick's hand and brought it to his erection.

Nick touched him slowly, gently. He breathed, tensing and relaxing. "You were?"

"Yes." Oh, yessss... He watched the subtle flex in Nick's arm, trying to distract himself from the more immediate pleasure.

"That, you like that? You'd like to watch?"

"Yes."

"I didn't know, I didn't think that would turn you on," Nick said.

"Oh, god, Nick, yes..." He held himself under control. "How do you do it?"

"How do I..."

"Is it all business, in the shower and out? Or do you take the time to relax and...feel good?"

"Usually I take my time," Nick said. His thumb flicked over the head of Jeff's cock. "Once in a while I'll be in more of a hurry."

"When?"

"When...when I don't want to waste my time. When there are more...pressing...needs."

"Like what?"

"Like getting out of the shower and into bed with you."

"Someday..." Jeff struggled to keep his voice steady. "When you have time, when you... Maybe you could let me watch."

"Watch me...shower."

"Right." Oh, god. Jeff bit his lower lip.

"Okay. Someday."

Jeff came at the promise.

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