Yes, yes... it's been a looOoOoong while since the last instalment. What can I say? It's been real hectic and things have just been starting to fall in place again Thank God heh heh... So..um... ENJOY!!
--Kai- comments welcomed wai808@yahoo.ca
AUCTIONED PART V
Nick snuggled closer to the warm body behind him. The strong arm that wrapped around his waist pulled him closer and warm lips showered light kisses along his neck. He sighed contentedly and turned his head around to meet those lips. The arm that held him gently nudged him onto his back and lovingly caressed his body as its owner's tongue aggressively worked its way into Nick's mouth and proceeded with an exhilarating mating ritual with Nick's own tongue.
The hand that played over Nick's skin finally settled on one direction and made its way over his abdomen and beyond... Nick instinctively, and most eagerly, spread his legs apart and gasped delightfully into the other's mouth as the strong hand firmly encircled his achingly hard penis.
The lips finally released him and continued along Nick's jaw and throat. His own mouth felt bruised and tingled, but his brain was too occupied with the pleasurable signals that it was bombarded with to neither bother with nor care.
Nick moaned. The hand that had been stroking his hard shaft had now cupped his balls and gently massaged them as one lone finger peered out and rubbed along the sensitive tissue that was located right in front of his anus. The blond arched his back and dug his fingers into the muscles of his lover's back in distress.
"Alik...," he moaned. "Please, Alik..."
"Nick...," the other sighed. "Nick... Nick..."
"Nick!"
Nick jerked up and looked around him in confusion. He was unfamiliar with his surroundings. His eyes rested on a dishevelled, tired and concerned looking Alik. It took him a mere split second to dawn on him what had happened and he blushed.
Alik tilted his head, looking into his eyes, worry written on his face. "Nick, are you alright? You were calling my name."
"I... I'm fine. I... I guess I was calling you out in my dream." Nick turned his head away; he could feel himself blushing even harder. He chanced a peek over at Alik to see what his reaction would be and thought he saw a glint of satisfaction pass over those amber eyes. He blinked his eyes to make sure but whatever it was, it was gone and those eyes focused in on him. Nick blinked again, but this time to look away.
"Nikkos." Nick hesitantly looked up at the softly spoken word. Alik wore a gentle smile on his face. He reached out with his hand and drew his fingers across his forehead and down along his cheek. Nick closed his eyes and felt his body relax at the touch.
"Please come home with me." He opened up his eyes again at the solemn request. Nick regarded Alik as he thought it over. The Greek looked back at him, expressionless. Nick wasn't sure of how to interpret that and seriously thought about refusing the request. As time passed and the two men silently regarded each other, Nick suddenly saw a light of desperation in the eyes of the powerful man before him. All hope was not lost! Nick smiled and nodded his head at last.
It was like the dark clouds have parted and the sunlight was finally permitted to pass through. Alik's face shone with a brilliance Nick has never seen before, but yet seemed so hauntingly familiar. Alik leaned over to embrace him and gave him a kiss on the forehead. "My Nikkos, I am so happy you have decided to come home with me. I promise that you would not regret it."
Nick gave himself totally into that embrace and knew deep in his heart that this is where he wants to really belong. His heart swelled and he suddenly knew that he has fallen in love with Alik. It was such an incredible revelation for him... but he somehow felt depressed at the thought. He pulled back and looked at Alik. It seemed impossible, but the Greek was even more good-looking and handsome when he smiled. And the smile was so carefree and innocently oblivious to Nick's feelings for him. The Canadian grinned up at him, as his heart ached for he knew the reason behind his sadness.
Alik looked down at Nick and saw the trust that was openly displayed within those emerald coloured eyes. Right then, he vowed to do everything within his power to keep Nick happy and content. He only wished that he knew what that was.
They got up to dress and made their way downstairs. Kassel and Omar were already seated in the parlour, engaged in what looked like to be an intimate conversation. The two looked up when they heard them walk in. Kassel grinned up at them and stood up. "I take it that you slept well last night?"
"Well enough. Thank you for putting up with us, Kassel," Alik said. "But now we must go. Perhaps one night you may do us the favour by having dinner with us?"
"That can be easily arranged." Kassel walked the two men to the door and bid them farewell.
Hand placed against the small of his back, Alik led Nick towards the sporty black coupe that was parked on the long driveway. He walked them over to the passenger side and opened up the door for Nick. The blond grinned at him sheepishly before stepping in.
"Usually I'm the one who opens the door for the... um... girl," Nick lamely finished as Alik seated himself.
Alik looked over at Nick, who was staring straight ahead through the windshield. He reached over and hooked a finger underneath Nick's chin and turned his head so that he was facing him. "Nikkos," he softly said, " never ever do I mean to imply that you are a girl. You are a very handsome and strong masculine. I never meant to insult you if I have."
Nick blushed. "N..No, no Alik. I'm not insulted at all," he stammered. "It was just a weird thought that came to mind, that's all."
Alik considered this for awhile before finally letting go and ignited the sports car. The engine purred at his touch and he smoothly put the car into gear and pulled out of the driveway and onto the long stretch of road that lay before them. The car responded to Alik's every manoeuvre and effortlessly hugged the tight curves despite the high speed it was outputting. The shocks absorbed every bump and crack on the road, making for a smooth and peaceful ride.
And peaceful it was. The two men made no conversation, but instead they sat in a companionable silence, merely enjoying the other's presence. Soon enough, Alik pulled the car into the driveway of his own home. He smiled, amused, as he watched Nick quickly open up his own door. Together they walked towards the entrance as Alik thought about the work he needed to get done.
"What the hell happened here?" Alik looked up and saw Nick examining the large crack that was on the doorframe.
"I might have lost my temper somewhat yesterday." Alik shrugged.
Nick looked up and raised an eyebrow at him. "MIGHT have?"
Alik scowled at him and continued into the house. "I'll just call someone in to have it all fixed up."
"Why? I'll just work on it myself." Alik turned around and thought this over. Nick frowned. "What? It's not like I don't do this for a living back home. Besides, it'll give me something to do while you're busy pushing papers around."
"Very well, but I don't want to come back to find you hurt or something. And for your information I absolutely do NOT push papers around."
"Hurt? What am I now?? A five-year old kid?" Nick tried to act indignant. Alik thought he was so cute and couldn't help but to bring him into a light embrace. He gave Nick a quick kiss on the nose.
Nick laughed. "Okay, now I'm really convinced that you think I'm a five-year old kid."
"Oh really?" Nick stopped laughing and swallowed hard as he saw the challenge in those amber eyes. The embrace tightened and he could feel the heat radiating off of the larger man. Hypnotised, he couldn't move as he saw Alik leaning in closer.
Alik kissed him, and kissed him hard. It was all at once urgent and passionate. He pushed Nick up against a wall and deepened the kiss even more. His hands freely roamed the other's body and he could hear the soft whimpers, the gentle moans emitting from Nick. Alik took one of Nick's hands and placed it over his own aching cock. It demanded attention as it pulsed urgently into the touch. Alik broke away from the kiss and breathed hard against Nick's cheek.
"Nikkos, see what you do to my body? I would be seriously concerned if this is the reaction I get as a result of a five-year old." He suddenly gasped as Nick wrapped his hand firmly around his arousal. Groaning, he retrieved his mouth and engulfed Nick into another hard kiss. Hands roamed all over as the two tried to bring the other one closer and various levels of sighs and moans could be heard throughout the foyer. "My Nikkos, you do not know how desperate I am right now to rip your clothes off and to make mad love to you right here, right now with the door wide open for the whole world to see."
Nick yearned to make that thought into a reality, but instead he reluctantly pulled away. Alik looked at him, confused. "Nikkos?"
"We still have a lot of unsolved issues we need to work out." Nick frowned to himself; was that HIM saying that? His throat constricted as he saw Alik pull back and the passion that was in those eyes before immediately froze up into amber ice. Gone were any expression from that handsome face and a cold, calculated Alik now stood before him. Nick blink, it was literally a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde transformation. "Alik?" he asked tentatively.
"You're right. We shouldn't do anything that we would both regret until we know where this relationship is going. I will be leaving now; I have a lot of work I needed to catch up on since I was rather... occupied yesterday." He turned on his heel to leave. "I will see you tonight, Nick," he added over his shoulder as he left the room.
Nick concentrated on his breathing as he waited for his heart to stop beating so hard. He hurt. He hurt so much. The man that he loves has just walked out on him. Forlornly, he walked up the stairs and into the room that he shared with Alik. He stood in the middle of the room and stared around helplessly. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a wrinkled up looking piece of scrap sitting on the dresser. Nick picked it up and saw that it was the airline ticket back to Vancouver. The dye from the printing has run but the inscriptions were still legible.
Det must have picked it up and left it here. Nick considered his options as he thoughtfully fingered the ticket stub between his fingers. Perhaps he should just leave this place and resume life in Vancouver. It was obvious that he annoyed the hell out of Alik and he seemed to be nothing but a source of nuisance. A tear escaped and flowed down the side of his face. Nick let it fall; it seemed that the only thing he was good for around here was to provide a source of sex, and if he's not giving it out then Alik is not finding him to be of any use. No wonder he was so eager to leave the room, he thought bitterly, he probably needed to find another source of outlet for his frustrations.
So why did he stay? He stared hard at the ticket stub as if the answer was hidden amongst the blurry writing. Nick sighed; it was because he was in love with Alik. It was silly of him to even consider going back to Vancouver and live life as it was before... how can he even imagine life without Alik? No, he would stay here. Even if it meant that everyday he would have to face the fact that Alik did not return his love, at least he would get some slice of happiness by being with him. And all he needed to do was to keep him pleased in bed so that the Greek would not get tired of him. Determined with his decision, Nick took the ticket in both hands and neatly ripped it down the middle, and let the two pieces fall to the ground. He knew that there was no turning back now.
Alik threaded his way through the thick traffic. The sporty coupe gave no complaints, but instead responded eagerly to the aggressive driving. He laid on the horn and muttered profanities as a Mercedes cut him off while instantly slowing down. He gritted his teeth and geared down for more power as he switched over to the next lane, overtook the offending car and swiftly inserted himself back into his original lane. He smirked to himself as he looked into his rear-view mirror to find that the Mercedes now kept quite some distance between them.
He was frustrated. He mentally kicked himself for letting what almost happened earlier at the house. Here he was telling himself that he going to give Nick some space and not make a move on him and what does he do instead?? He goes and nearly attacks the Canadian, coming so close to raping the other man. Theos, he muttered, how did he ever let himself loose his self control like that?
Somewhat lost in his thoughts, he briefly glanced up and to his horror he saw a flash of red. He slammed both of his feet into the brake pedal and tightened his grip around the steering wheel. Alik felt the vibration at his feet as the ABS kicked in and the car came to a screeching halt just about a mere foot away from the horrified pedestrians that froze in place at the crosswalk. He stared, wide-eyed, and let out a long breath of air. Alik watched as the people in front of him finally gathered their wits and scampered away.
What was happening to him? Why was he losing so much of his control all of the sudden? Then it came to him. Nick. He could not seem to be able to think clearly simply because the Canadian occupied his every thought. Is this what love is? he wondered. To think about the other person day in and day out, to want to be in the other's presence for every moment was to be cherished, to want to spend forever with them...
Alik pulled the sports car to the side and parked it, letting the engine run idle. He leaned back into the headpiece and rested his hands on the bottom of the steering wheel. Was he now truly in love with Nick? He surprised himself by smiling, as he knew that he could no long deny the true answer. He basked in this new-found feeling of delight when his mobile rang.
"Terzakis," he answered, somewhat annoyed with the disruption.
"Master, I'm sorry to call you but I think you should come home now." A female voice spewed Arabic into his ear.
"Det? Calm down Det. What's going on at home?" He stiffened, had something happened to Nick?
"Your white-haired man... he is tearing up the front door!"
Alik laughed with relief. "Is that all? I told him that he could. I cracked it by accident last night."
"Is that right? Well, I still think you should come home, Sir." Det did not sound convinced.
"Don't worry, Det. I trust Nick to not do anything stupid."
"No, it's not that, Master. I'm afraid that he's got quite the collection of admirers right outside our door. All are eager to help him. I've tried to urge them away, but they don't listen because their brains are too busy ogling."
"A collection of... what?? I'm coming home." He abruptantly disconnected the call and pulled his car back into traffic. At the next available light he pulled a 180 and sped home.
He felt his temper rise as he came to a halt in his driveway and saw the small collection of men that hovered around the front door. In the middle of it all was Nick. He stood up against the coupe and surveyed this scene. Nick wore only a pair of shorts, which was reasonable considering the intense heat. To his credit, Nick had also found another bandanna and wore that over his hair. But, looking at him from a distance, Alik could see that it did very little to hide the true nature of his hair. Nick's eyebrows glistened like gold under the sunlight and the hair under his arms were too light to go unnoticed every time he lifted up his arms to take a measurement or such.
Alik saw that Nick had already put in a new frame. All it needed was a coat of paint, or varnish, or whatever the hell it was that you put on it. He grimaced, as he knew that carpentry was definitely not his forte. Alik crossed his arms over his chest and watched coolly from behind his sunglasses. Men that were supposedly happily married or equivalent to such were amongst the crowd.
He watched the way Nick handled himself. To his pleasure, he saw that the blond regarded the crowd around him with annoyance and ignored their flirtatious advances. Alik narrowed his eyes as he watched one bold fellow encircle Nick around the waist and brushed his hands over the flat abdomen. Alik growled but stays put as he watches how Nick handles the situation.
The blond snapped at the other man and fiercely shoved him up against the newly installed doorframe. This took the offender by surprise, but the feeling was brief for he grinned at Nick and placed his hands over Nick's. Disgusted, Nick pulled his hand away, but the other man held on firmly. The offender wasn't necessarily larger than Nick, but he was very heavy-set and with some effort he had managed to wrestle Nick against the other side of the doorframe and locked him into a tight embrace.
Alik stiffened and made his way towards the crowd, who were now cheering and encouraging the offender. As if they could sense his rage, the crowd quietens down as they see Alik approaching and they parted for him like the Red Sea. Oblivious to what was going on, the fat neighbour continued to vie for a kiss from the struggling Nick.
"Mir, how are the wife and kids?" asked a cold voice.
Mir froze at what he was doing and released the beauty that was in his arms. He turned around and to his dismay, he saw Alik standing right behind him. The formidable man had his arms crossed in front of his chest, making him look ever so more intimidating. The hard mouth was set in a grim line and he saw his own nervous image reflecting back to him from the black lenses of Alik's sunglasses.
"A..Alik," he stammered. He could feel the sweat poring down his face. He took out a small handkerchief and nervously wiped it away.
"What do you think you are doing?" Alik growls softly.
Mir laughs nervously. "A..Alik, w..we were just p..playing around. N..no harm done, r..right?" The Greek said nothing but just continued to stare down at him. Mir shifted his feet and continued to wipe away at his face. He hesitantly clears his throat, afraid of further irritating his powerful neighbour in any way. To his utter amazement, Alik smiled down at him. He smiled back, unsure. There was something disturbing about the way the Greek smiled; it was the way a cat smiles down at a mouse.
"You're right, Mir. No harm done. We'll just pretend that this never happened."
"W..Why, Alik... that was just what I was thinking." Mir continues to laugh nervously.
Alik looked at him, bored. "You may go now," he dismissed. Relieved, Mir turned away and followed after the disassembling crowd. "Oh, and Mir?" He halted and quickly turned around. The Greek's attention was no longer on him, but was on his companion. His expression has softened as he reached out to take the scrap of material away from his companion's head. Mir gasped at amazing colour that he saw hidden beneath.
But the voice that continued to speak to him was still cold. "If I should ever catch your face around here ever again, I will personally make sure that your wife knows what a pathetic loser her husband is and make it my prime operative to ensure that she sees you for the fat, lazy, unfaithful opportunist that you are." A pair of hard amber eyes slowly focussed in on him. "Am I to be understood?"
Mir opened his eyes in horror. "P..Perfectly clear."
"Good," Alik smiled icily. He instantly softened up again as he turned his attention back to the blond and placed a gentle kiss into the soft hair. For some reason, Mir still stood where he was. Alik noticed this and threw a snarl at him. "Why in Ra's name am I still looking at your face?"
The obese Egyptian fumbled where he was and quickly high-tailed his way back to his own residence. He rushed through the doors and slammed them shut. Instinctively, he took out his rag and began to wipe away at his face again. His breathing was short and shallow at the unexpected exercise his body received. His wife walked into the room at the loud noise. She looked concerned.
"Mir? Is everything okay? You look like you have seen a ghost."
Mir shuddered and hustled into the other room with her. "No, my dear wife. Not a ghost. Nothing to worry about." He gave her a quick peck on the cheek and sent her away. Shrugging, she gave him a pat on his own soft face and walked off. Mir tried to picture her with lovely blonde hair, and sighed to himself, feeling very unsatisfied with the poor image.
"Nikkos, are you alright?" Alik asked in concern. "If he hurt you in any way let me know, I will not think twice to destroy him." Nick marvelled at the look of furor on his face. Nick smoothed his thumb over the other's face and saw it calm down considerably.
"My white knight in shining armour," he murmurs.
Nick sees Alik blush! He did a double take and to his amazement, he did detect a slight hint of redness on those high cheekbones. Then Alik turns away, annoyed with by his exposed vulnerability. "Is it a crime to be upset when I see a filthy beast pawing over someone I care about?"
Nick holds his breath. "You care about me?" His heart stopped beating, waiting for an answer.
Alik looks at him, confused. "Of course I care about you, Nikkos. I've grown to really like you and consider you to be someone very important in my life."
Nick releases his breath and tries to hide his disappointment.
...LIKE you...
"Well, anyway, I'm almost finished with this frame." Nick swiftly changes the topic. "It wasn't too hard to fix up. All it needs now is just a coat of finish and it'll be as good as new."
Alik doesn't say anything but quietly stares at him. Nick realises that he was babbling and eventually shuts up. Under the thoughtful gaze he feels exposed and shifts his eyes, afraid that Alik might be able to read into his disappointment.
"Um... so I'm going to go start on the finish," he lamely adds.
Alik frowns slightly. "Nikkos, is there something else you wanted to tell me?"
"No." Nick thought that his heart was pounding so hard against his chest that surely Alik must have been able to hear it. "What makes you think that?"
The Greek considered this and shrugs. "Never mind then. I am actually going to finish my work here at home. I will see you at dinner time, yes?" Nick nodded and watched as the other man stride away.
Nick muttered to himself as soon as Alik was out of earshot. Like? LIKE?? I like my friends," he mumbled. "I like blue, and I like Chinese food. I particularly would like to strangle a particular Greek's neck." Nick attacked the framework with a sander. "Just wait till I'm through with him tonight."