:: NICKY & TRICK - Valdora ::

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So, come to find out.. Calypse had been none too amused by the entire shenanigans that had happened at the Graduation Ceremony. This was standard behavior for the Kirkland siblings-- they could fight like cats and dogs, but they had been quite united on this front and had been waiting for this exact moment to sneak into the Lunar Caverns and attempt to find King Eadrick Kirkland's dagger, the one that Nicholas had lost in there on his own Graduation ceremony.

It had been a point of honour for the both of them to find it and whatever strange magic that had taken the dagger and bring it back to it's rightful place.

And right now Nicholas was sitting on one of the benches at Queensglaive Park, lightly twirling it between his fingertips and staring intently at it. He'd used it to cut Calypse out of the Dark Energy when they had been pitted against each other, it had been the start of a relationship.

Now? It was the end.

The words went through his mind, of course they did. There had been a lot that had been said in hurt and anger, including the fact that Calypse could not be with someone who did not respect his position more, their position more; and he'd let Calypse go because the thing was that Nicholas did not. He knew this, being Prince meant little to him in the grand scheme of things; the sword had been more 'bringing back a keepsake' then doing something for the good of the crown. They were different people and they wanted different things, Calypse wanted to climb his ambitions and Nicholas? He had ambitions but they were as far apart as possible from bloodlines and crowns.

And now he was stuck in Valdora and unable to go to Lethe to attend the Festival of the Winds (per directive of the Pentacles, and he'd been dumped. He'd closed up Shadowspires for a few days and the first day he'd laid there on the couch and stared up at the ceiling with his blue eyes slightly glazed, almost tempted to burn everything that was a culmulation of the past five years.

Instead he'd just messaged Trick, asking him to meet him in the park.

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To be honest, Nicky was just as much of a cat in this moment-- the two of them curling up together on the couch as if they were meant to be here in this moment. "Great, I will send a note around tomorrow saying that I require your succor." Go on, tell him that he wasn't funny, Trick. It would likely do very little in terms of good since he would just continue on his merry way.

"It's all covered and it is all decided." and then he started to get up from the couch, and decided to shuck his pants right here and there. First came his trousers which he pulled off and threw off to the side, and then his tunic which had also moved off to reveal a lanky slender frame that did not even have a thought of muscle to it.

He was a wizard after all, and wizards were notorious for being squisky and likely breakable. It showed of course though to advantage the very light sprinkling of ginger hair on his chest, and also the rather disarming scatter of freckles. "Race you to bed?" now that he didn't have a raging hard-on in the way to prevent him from doing things like walking or thinking.

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"Fuck's sake, Nicky," Trick groaned, but there was laughter in it anyway, even as he gave his dearest friend another poke in his ribs. When Nicky moved to get up, Trick shifted out of his way, sitting on the edge of the sofa, going still as he realized Nicky was stripping.

Oh. Don't mind that Trick was watching the way a cat did when its eyes caught on something it fully intended on pouncing. He chewed on his lower lip as he looked at the other man. It was far from the first time he'd seen Nicky naked. They'd known each other forever, and neither of them was overly body shy, and they were good at getting up to shenanigans.

But this was the first time he'd really let himself overtly look, let his gaze linger, to really take him in.

He shook himself out of his gay panic stupor a moment later. "I swear, if you fall on your face..." That said, Trick leapt up, still clothed if rather rumpled, and made a dash for the stairs because he was, if nothing else, a competitive gremlin.

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A casual disregard for any and all propriety, that was Nicholas-- that was at most functions he had been at first chained to the Pentacles and then to Calypse, because more often then not a simple nudge would get him to not say exactly what he was thinking at the moment in question.

Was he noticing that Trick was oogling? Probably not, because he was just chuckling clothing-- and then he was taking off and with surprising dexterity for someone who had none whatsoever. Maybe it was the nakedness that did it, made him more aerodynamic but he nearly collided with Trick right before the stairs and then he was launching himself upward.

Maybe this was a mistake to run up the stairs like so but it was a risk he was willing to take, after all the practical part of him had already registered that Trick was a cleric and could attend to any boo-boos that occurred. They were both competitive gremlins, but that was part of why they meshed so well together, if they were on the opposite sides, they would try to take each other out as viciously as possible, but when they played card games with Cedric and Tish and were on the same team.

Now that was when the magic occurred.

"You have a healing spell!" was all that Nicky said as he darted upwards towards the loft where the bed and a majority of his personal things were located.

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"Having a cleric around is not license to injure yourself," Trick informed him as he scrambled up the steps two at a time, using his infuriatingly long legs to his advantage. Of course, if Nicky did wind up bruised or bleeding, Trick would immediately heal him without a second thought, but still.

STILL.

Either way, he was trying not to cackle madly in the process. They really did bring out the best and worst in each other simultaneously, and he was so relieved to see Nicky acting more like himself he couldn't even be truly cranky about anything even if he tried right now.

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There was one more chance to come out in the lead, and that was once he reached the landing, he jumped (which being naked, looked ridiculous) and then he was diving toward the bed hoping to of course get to flopping on the bed right before Trick got there. The two of them were indeed detrimental to each other's health and wellbeing.

So he may not have beat Trick by any stretch but he made a good showing and he most decidedly didn't crack his head open on anything hard like the floor or the bed post.

Contact though was a very squeaky bed and then he burst into laughter because yes, this was perhaps the most fun he'd had in a while and fuck but he needed it.. needed that release of laughter, of negative emotions, needed something to center him and make him feel like he wasn't so much a failure.

Like Trick was doing right now.

[giveeverything]

Ridiculous and oh so very much Nicky. Trick was probably a little too charmed by him, because it slowed him down for just a moment to watch the ridiculous creature that he adored go leaping for the bed like some drunk and not very coordinated gazelle. Majestic. Beautiful. Gorgeous.

So Trick lost, but did he really? Because as he watched Nicky bounce in his landing on the bed, laughing and looking so at ease and happy, he sure felt like he was winning. Even so, he flopped onto his back on the bed beside Nicky. Trick was still fully clothed in stark contrast to the prince's stark nakedness.

"Guess you won. This time." And only this time.

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On his stomach, he slipped a hand underneath his pillow and pulled it toward him so that he could rest his head against it, which allowed him to look over at a still fully clothed Trick. For a moment he marveled at how beautiful his best friend was, in a intense and all in way-- and there was not a single moment that Nicky could recall when the other man wasn't firmly on his side.

"I think that the more incredible thing was that I didn't hurt myself in the last few minutes." He said with a smile, "Normally I would crash and you would heal me.. maybe these noodle legs aren't so bad after all."

He then surveyed the way that Trick looked and furrowed his brows in a effort of deep thinking. "Should I get some clothes on.. I am sorry for just stripping like that.."

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"Honestly, yeah. That is a miracle, and I'm not questioning it." At all. He would take this particular win and run with it. He rolled onto his side facing Nicky, kicking at those noodle legs. "They're pretty great legs, noodles or not."

He saw the thoughtful look on Nicky's face, not sure what had gotten the wheels in that brain turning. But oh.

Right yeah that.

"Don't you dare." This was when Trick moved, shoving at Nicky to get him to turn over, more or less pouncing onto him. "It'll just be more work ripping them off you. I would've joined you, but you know, there was a race to win."

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No one had ever called Nicholas pretty, he had always been a bright child with a gifted intelligence, he'd also been a scamp in one breath, and an angel in the other (he'd spent a lot of time in the kitchens as a child, conning the staff out of tarts and cookies) but this was.. yeah.

He flushed and so it was hard to realize that Trick had made a designated pounce at him and suddenly he was on his back and with Trick halfway on him, those blue eyes starting to blow wide; almost as if he was a hunted animal.. but it was such a beautifully thrilling feeling and he took in a deep breath.

"Yeah, and yet.. I still won." a smirk up at Trick then, because he could not help but tease him a little bit, wiggling a little bit underneath him.

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Trick smirked right back down at him. "Did you? I dunno. I kinda feel like the winner right now." He reached down to find Nicky's hands, moving to pin them over his head, grin widening. How could he be anything but winning given his current view, and the way those blue eyes were looking at him.

He shifted his leg then, moving to press his thigh up against Nicky's cock, slow and deliberate.

"What do you think?"

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The thing with Kirklands was that their body temperature was nearly physical with their arousal, it was not something that everyone knew, but it was there.. and the heat that radiated from Nicky was like a rush, a sudden flare of desire that was palpable. His lips parted and that was just to take in some breath that had been robbed from his mouth--

He'd also not expected Trick taking his hands to pin them over his head, that too was.. fucking hot.

"I.. think.." his voice was in danger of breaking, not in an awkward way but in a his tongue felt too thick for his mouth sort of way. "..that we are both winning right now." and Nicky would give his best friend that, even as his cock stirred with decided interest to the thigh that was right now moving and grinding into him.

In fact it had been his intention to cuddle in bed, maybe wake up and have a morning fuck.

But somewhere along the way, yeah-- that morning sex was gonna be happening, but also maybe right-now sex.

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Trick could feel the way that Nicky responded to him, the stirring of that prick. Good. Because his own was also quite awake and interested in the moment. Trick was also very into cuddling, and he would be a big fan of that.

After round two.

Leaning down, he stopped just a breath away from Nicky's lips. "Yeah, we're both winning." And then he kissed him like he'd been starving since the last time their lips had met -- which really had barely been a few minutes ago. But oh he'd been wanting to kiss this man for years so could he be blamed for not having sated that desire yet?

"Baby..." he broke away from his lips just far enough to murmur. "Will you let me fuck you?"

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Trick looked at him as if a collision was inevitable.. and Nicky enjoyed that feeling quite a bit, he was learning new things about Trick-- wonderful things, and then as Trick's mouth caught his, he sank into it, his tongue sliding against Trick's in a kiss that was hot and deep, the starvation was mutual and Nicky's right hand slipped into the rebellious waves of Trick's hair, his left hand was attempting to tug at Trick's clothing to get them off.

His bed, his rules.

Then Trick had to say something like that, that made him bite his lower lip. Oh, well then.. "I'd like that.. a lot." he said as his fingers slid underneath shirt and pushed the fabric up abs that really should have no business being that toned. "I'll warn you though, I've never been fucked."

This meant that Trick would be the first one inside Nicky, the first one to make the Prince come like that-- it meant that Trick would have a first with Nicky as it should be; would be able to take that for himself and hold it close like a treasured jewel.

In this aspect they would both be virgins of sorts.

[giveeverything]

Trick was entirely too happy to let Nicky do whatever he wanted as long as it involved those hands on him. He reached back to pull his own shirt off over his head, tossing it away and then leaning in to kiss Nicky again, then starting a slow trail of lips and teeth and tongue, a slow exploration over his jaw, his neck.

But oh. Oh? Nicky had never been fucked? There was a faintly possessive little thrill that raced through him at the thought of being the prince's first, at least in this. He lifted his head to look down at him.

"That's okay, baby. I've never fucked anyone. Or, you know, anything else, before today." So yeah, congrats Nicky, please accept this gift of each and every aspect of Trick's virginity. Which was totally another detail that made how super casual and no big deal all this was even more obvious yup.

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There went the shirt where it rightfully belonged, on the floor; and then Nicky leaned up to kiss the other man with as much teeth and tongue, and then a hiss as his head arched to the side as his lover pressed hot kisses against his skin, enflaming him even more.

"Oh yeah? You didn't seem like you were.. when you sucked me off." perhaps it had been a bit messy, but fuck that had felt good, like the other man was intent on eating his cock alive. He would've let him too.

"I guess then we both have something to remedy, hmmm?" and then he was pushing Trick's trousers over hips. Granted, it was an awkward struggle but Nicky was highly motivated and resolved-- they would likely fuck all over this place and he was one hundred percent here for it, to pin and be pinned as the circumstances quite literally dicktated. "Because fuck I want you inside me, Trick.. I want you inside me so bad..."

It was a lot easier to voice his desires to Trick then it had ever been to Calypse; with him it had been that he was subject to capricious whims-- but Trick, there was something about saying that he wanted something and then hearing Trick go 'Baby, I want that too.." that made his toes curl deliciously. "Fuck.. you are so hot."

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"Yeah well, I was feeling pretty motivated at the time." He was still feeling pretty motivated. But he couldn't help look just a little smug and self satisfied at hearing Nicky say that. He did his best to help kick off his trousers so that he could join the other man in being entirely nude. Much, much better actually.

Of course, he was also still very intent on seeing how much of Nicky's body he could kiss. And bite. He definitely enjoyed nibbling, and maybe biting a bit harder than nibbling at certain spots, leaving marks of his passing.

"You'll have me," he promised, half purring the words to him, lips pressed to the center of Nicky's chest. "Because I am dying to be inside you."

Dying, Nicky. Do you hear him? "You have anything here we can use for, er, you know." Lube. Please please please have lube, Nicky.

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Nicky's hand dropped from Trick's hair, a wiggle which invariably set him arching up against Trick as his hand found the bedside table and then yanked the drawer open. Inside there was not just lube, but several toys that Jhessi had made him-- they were clearly the steampunk Landry design, but sex toys? Well that was perhaps new that they were in the business of that.

"Yeah, I have lube.." he was a guy, he liked to jerk himself off Trick. And they were on his bed, where he was most likely to jerk himself off so there was definitely lube. But there was only lube up here, and depending on where they did this, Nicky would end up evaluating some different pockets of lubes elsewhere.

"That good?" He said as the kiss at the center of his chest made a ripple of pleasure go through him, a surging pleasure while he arched another time, rubbing his prick against the other man, and yeah-- it was as hard as anyone could ask for at this moment, definitely an interested party in all this.

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Trick glanced over to watch Nicky fish around for lube, and he sure as hell did see that this drawer had much more interesting things in it than he had expected. Well. That would be something to ask about later, because he was curious and intrigued. But for now, he would focus on the task at hand.

"That's perfect."

A groan caught in his throat as Nicky arched against him. He could feel the hard press of his arousal and that was certainly a gratifying thing, to know that Nicky wanted this. Wanted him. Even if it was just a physical release, a friendly bit of fun, that was something, wasn't it?

He fiddled to open the lube, nearly spilling it in the process, but managing to keep his cool just enough to not make a huge mess. He spent a moment spreading it over his fingers, and trying to warm the slick oil before he went and started exploring sensitive places.

"Spread your legs for me, baby?"

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Just something for two bros to do together, no strings attached-- just release pure and simple. But was it really all that simple?

Nicky lay back and watched Trick uncork the lube bottle, the subtle mess near miss and then the purred request that definitely made his cock twitch with the decadent vibes coming off him. "Actually, I have an idea--" that should've scared Trick maybe. But maybe the tendril of lust in Nicky's voice made it alright.

With surprising grace on bed that he likely would not have had on feet, he rolled over onto his stomach and then stretched like a cat; in that process he displayed himself fully, the backs of his thighs, his ass and then his own opening-- his back slopped downward to reveal that expanse ending at his shoulders, he looked over his shoulder at Trick.

Yes Trick, this was his good idea-- to let the other man prep him from behind, because there was a selfish part of him that wanted Trick to grab his hips disrespectfully, and slam into him .

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So many of his favorite memories began with Nicholas Kirkland having an idea. Now, half of those memories involved terrible choices and trouble they'd only barely managed to get out of, but gods had it been worth it. So no not scared so much as very interested and very horny.

And there was Nicky looking like a bespoke temptation meant to ruin Trick's ability to even begin to think clearly. The arch of that back, the that ass was lifted and on display and fuck fuck fuck.

"Fuck, Nicky. You're trying to kill me, aren't you?" The accusation was muttered even as he shifted so that he could settle his currently non-slick hand against the other man's hip, a gentle touch even as lube-slick fingers found their way to tease at that very inviting hole, smearing lube there before one began to slowly twist its way inside.

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A hiss as Trick's fingers started to play with his hole, the slickness of warmed lube as finger made sure to spread it amongst all little ridges that made his opening stretch, he arched and sighed almost dreamily.

"Not on purpose, if you die then it's all on you." Why did he feel like he was going to melt into the bed with Trick opening him like this? Yeah he was a bit fan of that and was quite prepared to jump into this head first.. sorta like Trick was going 'head first' inside him.

"Gotta tell me how you like, what you like..." Nicky wanted to know all Trick's kinks because he wanted to explore those, wanted to do all sorts of things that were definitely best friend bonding..

This was a bonding experience right?

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"All on me? Excuse me? You go all sex on a fucking stick on me, arch your back and look at me like that, and it's all on me? You're evil." More accusations, but there was no real fussing in the fussing, because Trick was watching Nicky like he fully intended on devouring him.

He let his finger press deep, a soft groan at how tight Nicky felt and the idea of burying himself inside that clenching heat. Breathe, Trick. Another finger joined once he was confident Nicky was relaxed enough that it wouldn't cause him any discomfort.

"'m still figuring that out. But I like all of this a lot so far, with you. You gotta tell me what you like too."

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"Oh fuck me.." and it was uncertain whether that was in regards to the 'sex on on a stick' comment or the fact that Trick gave him another finger to ruminate on, oh and indeed he was perceiving it much like a wizard's focus. He pressed his head against the pillow while the fine muscles just underneath his shoulder blades tensed but in the most delicious way.

He felt like this part of his body was set to melt against the bed with every little bit of ministration.

Trick taking him apart, spreading him open unlocked something in him and he pushed his hips back greedily for more because he was a very wanton thing when it came down to; of course he would not be shy when it came to sex-- doubly unshy because Trick was there, and he was very comfortable with his best friend to the point where he could do anything that he wished and he'd want more.

"You can use me as your own personal science experiment, Trick..." if this was some sort of sexual discovery he did not mind at all giving himself to the cause, he would do it quiet gladly. And Trick would find that Nicky was down for a healthy amount of trial and error if needed; he could absolutely commit to the bit here.

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Trick laughed, though a breathless quality had slipped into the sound. Something about the way Nicky's back shifted as he fingered him, the way he rocked back against him as if he couldn't get enough already. "That is the plan, Baby." Fucking. Fucking was the goal, the agenda, the reason for the season.

He did remind himself to take his time though. Eager as Nicky was, Trick needed this to be perfect. He needed this to be so good that Nicky wanted to do it again. And then again and maybe also after that.

"Oh I think it'd be fun to experiment all right. But not just me." He wouldn't be using Nicky for it, he'd be dragging him along as his lab partner while they played the does it explode? game, but with sexual positions, activities and various kinks. "We'll make a complete study of it, yeah?" It being the extent of their libidos.

Speaking of. He slowly withdrew his fingers, sparing a moment to stroke his prick, smearing the lube along himself before rising up on his knees. "Like this is okay?"

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"Yeah, like that... like that alot." More fun to get into trouble jointly, to make it do that their bodies were open game for each of it-- and also it was togetherness and he also wanted that, wanted to trip into all of this exploration with someone who was just as excited as him; please match his freak, Trick.

He liked that idea just as much as he had enjoyed Tricks fingers deep inside fucking him-- and he felt empty now without him except he looked over his shoulder and caught sight of Trick stroking his cock in preparation of entering him. Oh god, Trick was hot and it was the body yes, but also the eyes like his best friend wanted to devour him.

He'd put himself on a silver platter if it quenched that hunger-- except truth be told he wasn't so keen on quenching it unless there was a chance he could incite that hunger over and over.

He rolled his hips backward, until his rear came in contact with Trick. "Fuck me, I want you inside me-- I want you hard and fast." Even if it didn't last long for the both of them and with this new for the both of them it may not.