timehasa_way | Spring Cleaning (KeviNick)

Credit for the first two quotes goes to

she_belongs. :)

“NICK, that bonsai tree took me almost a YEAR to grow! What the HELL?”

Nick fidgeted where he stood, eyes on the floor. “It looked…twisty and…thirsty…and…I don’t know.”

“God DAMN!” Kevin cursed, angrily kicking the nearest wall. “I can’t believe you killed it!”

Fidgeting some more, Nick absentmindedly played with the feather duster in his hand. “I didn’t mean to.”

“I put SO much into that!”

“I know.”

“What were you thinking?”

Nick shrugged, wishing he could melt into the floor. “I was just…cleaning and…I thought I was helping.”

“Well you were, if ‘helping’ means DESTROYING everything!” Kevin fumed, turning and walking out of the room. “And take off that damn apron!” he called back over his shoulder.

Nick blushed, untying the apron and letting it drop to the floor. Waiting until he heard Kevin climb the stairs, he cautiously followed behind. Peering into the bedroom, he watched as Kevin flopped down on the bed, turning his back to the door and pulling the covers up to his neck. Nick quietly entered the room and slipped into bed behind Kevin, throwing an arm over his body.

Kevin tensed. “I need a nap,” he said curtly, not bothering to turn around.

“Rough day?” Nick asked, snuggling closer and kissing the back of Kevin’s neck.

“Yeah,” Kevin said, the tension slowly beginning to unwind. “Really rough day.”

Smiling a bit to himself, Nick allowed his hand to roam Kevin’s body, heading down towards the top of his jeans. “Can I help?”

“I don’t know,” Kevin wryly. “From the looks of what you did to that bonsai tree, I’m not sure I want you touching me down there.”

“Oh, come on,” Nick teased, opening Kevin’s jeans and running a hand over the front of his boxers. He smiled and leaned forward, whispering in Kevin’s ear. “I promise I can make some wood grow.”

“Lame,” Kevin commented, though a low grunt was heard shortly afterwards, his hips pushing forward into Nick’s touch.

Nick smirked when he felt the bulge beginning to form in Kevin’s boxers. “Well, you certainly aren’t lame anymore.”

A few more muffled grunts and groans, and Kevin was finally rolling over onto his back, allowing Nick to pull off his jeans and boxers, exposing his lower half. He gasped when Nick’s lips closed around his cock, his fingers automatically weaving their way through strands of thick blonde hair.

Nick sucked gently, head slowly bobbing up and down, his fingers lightly caressing Kevin’s balls. He took his time in pleasing Kevin, listening to the older man’s moans and sighs, feeling the tension slowly leave his body.

A slight whimper of disappointment left Kevin’s mouth when Nick stopped, the warm, wet tongue pulling away from Kevin’s cock. He watched, finally understanding when Nick retrieved the lube from the drawer in the nightstand, taking a generous amount to stroke Kevin’s cock with.

Kevin’s eyes closed, guttural sounds emanating from his throat when Nick finally lowered himself down onto his cock, waiting a few seconds before moving on it and sending jolts of pleasure through Kevin’s body.

He only picked up the pace when Kevin demanded it, begging for Nick to ride him faster. While he could feel the pleasure building within himself, it was Kevin’s orgasm Nick was working towards, and he felt a certain sense of accomplishment when Kevin’s fingernails bit into his thighs, accompanied by a sharp cry and a burst of warmth inside of him.

Nick pulled off of Kevin, lying down next to him and pulling him into a gentle embrace, kissing and cuddling him as his breathing returned to normal.

“Thank you,” Kevin whispered, after moments of silence, lightly nuzzling Nick’s neck. He pulled away, peering into loving blue eyes. “I needed that.”

“Mmhmm,” Nick responded, nodding and yawning, his own eyes closing.

“Tired?” Kevin asked, holding Nick close to him. “What did you do all day?”

“Cleaned,” Nick tiredly reminded him. “I even scrubbed the kitchen floor. For once, I was down on my hands and knees for a different reason.”

“Baby,” Kevin said guiltily, cupping Nick’s chin in one hand and raising the blonde’s head to meet his eyes. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t know…”

“It’s okay,” Nick said, shrugging. “I’m sure you’ll be just as surprised at how shiny and new everything looks when you go back downstairs as you would’ve been if you noticed it when you first came in.” He paused, thinking for a second. “Well…’cept for the bonsai tree.”

“Well, thank you, Nicky,” Kevin said, kissing his forehead. “I really appreciate everything you did for me today. And I’m sorry for flipping out about the tree.”

Nick smiled. “No, you’re not. You’re still pissed about that.”

Kevin shrugged. “You’re right, but I’m too tired to complain.” A yawn interrupted his response. “See you in the morning?”

“Yeah,” Nick said, smiling and burying his head in Kevin’s chest.