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Title:  Weekend Getaway
Author: Jules
Pairing: TimberNick
Part: 1/1
Rating:  NC 17
Disclaimer: Fiction for entertainment purposes.  Not to be taken seriously at all.
Warning: Bigroupal warning.  Slash warning
Notes:  In response to the TimberNick slash challenge where we had to use the phrase „got a coupon".
Dedication:  To Kris, whom I hope finds the inspiration to write again soon.  I miss your stories girl (especially First Semester  and Intenseive Care  .. okay, everything...)!   We all miss your stories... So this is for you!  

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Weekend Getaway
by Jules
 

It had been nearly three weeks since they'd seen each other.  Both were busy with other things, the opportunity to get together simply not presenting itself.  Nick had called with four tentative dates and times, only to be told that none were workable with Justin's schedule.  Justin then countered with four dates and times of his own, all which conflicted with Nick's busy schedule.  Fate was simply not on their side, working against both of them to be able to see one another.  Then finally, finally they'd been able to come to an agreement on a plan that fit into both of their schedules.

 

It was in eight weeks time.

 

For maybe a half an hour.  An hour tops.

 

That just wouldn't do.

 

„Fuck this.  We're going to see each other this weekend," Justin vowed on the phone to his lover one night.  „I'm not going any longer without getting to see you.  Touch you.  Smell you.   Feel you."  He was going to reschedule whatever he had to, to make it where Nick was going to be that weekend.  It happened to be two interviews and a photo shoot.  He'd barely blinked when he called his publicist, demanding they figure it out.  Nothing was more important than his Nicky, and he wanted to see him.  

 

Nick sighed.  As much as he desperately wanted to see Justin, he wasn't going to hold his breath.  He knew how things were and as good as an idea sounded in theory, in practice it wasn't always workable.  He told Justin where he'd be.  Friday, he rolled into LA.  He'd be staying at their place, if Justin made it home, great.  If not, no harm done.  But he'd be lying if he said that he wasn't just a little hopeful that Justin would make it.  

 

For the next four days their possible reunion was somewhere in the back of both men's minds.  They both went on their respective ways, getting everything they were doing done.  Neither wanted anything to come between them getting together that weekend.  Before Nick knew it, his tour bus was dropping him off in front of his and Justin's houise.  He waved as he climbed the steps completely exhausted.  As soon as he opened the door, he stepped in and was hit by an overwhelmingly familiar scent.  It was a mixture of their usual house smell and freshness.  He had called their cleaning company and asked them to freshen up and air out the house before he got in.  Nick couldn't remember the last time either of them had been home and suddenly felt a lot more tired than he was moments earlier.  Entering the kitchen, he was pleased to find the cupboards and fridge stocked as well.

 

It was just after 11 am and all Nick wanted to do was take a long hot shower and sleep for a few hours.  He did so, falling asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow, glad to be in his warm comfortable bed rather than the one on the tour bus which had been his home for the past few months.  As much as he enjoyed touring, he found he didn't sleep as well on the bus, unless Justin was there which wasn't all that often.

 

Nick stretched and checked his bedside clock.  It was nearly six, he'd slept the whole afternoon away.  The growling in his stomach suggesting that he make something for dinner, soon.  Slipping a CD into the sound system they had in the den, Nick set it to play through the whole house so he could hear it in the kitchen.  There were no messages on the machine and Nick didn't miss the pang of disappointment he felt.  Somewhere in the back of his mind, he thought  Justin would have made it home.  But so far it was just himself, and there hadn't even been any word from his lover.

 

He was midway through cooking his meal when Nick thought he'd heard something.  „Hello?"  He called, getting nothing in response.  Shrugging it off, he continued to sing along with the music.  He jumped about three feet in the air as a voice spoke just above the loud volume.

 

„Got enough for two cooking?"

 

Nick's head snapped up and he spun around quickly, the spoon dropping to the floor.  In front of him stood his lover, looking completely exhausted.  But beautiful.  Nick's pulse was racing, his heart beating wildly.  „You ... you made it?'

 

Justin grinned, sauntering over to where Nick was still standing motionless.  He knew Nick wouldn't expect him to really make it home, so it made him want to surprise him even more.  „I told you I'd be here."  Justin leaned in and covered Nick's mouth with his own, kissing him with all the pent up passion he'd been saving since the last time they'd been together.  It was Nick that broke the kiss, clutching at Justin's hips, just staring at him lovingly.  

 

Nick took a deep breath before once again engaging Justin in a passionate kiss.  His tongue searched eagerly, not leaving one inch of Justin's mouth untouched.  „How long..."  Nick asked breathlessly.  His eyes were closed, his chest heaving.

 

„Sunday morning."  Justin watched as Nick's eyes opened in surprise.  „Yeah babe.  My flight is for 10 Sunday morning."  He found himself in the middle of another passionate kiss, Nick's hands holding their bodies close.  „So..." he repeated himself, „you got enough there for two?"

 

Nick pulled away grinning, his eyes sporting an evil twinkle.  „Had you told me sooner I would have made sure there was some for you.  Since you didn't, your on your own."

 

Justin knew he could have called to confirm that he would be home, but he also knew that Nick loved surprises.  And he wouldn't have missed the look on his lover's face for anything.  Justin winked at Nick before pulling something out of his pocket.  „Well, I've got a coupon right here that entitles me to a homecooked meal by my lover.  Last time I checked that was you, so ...."  Justin approached the stove, taking a taste of the sauce that was simmering on the stove.  Licking his lips he grinned, „ this will do fine.  You got garlic bread babe?"

 

Nick couldn't stop the giggle that resulted.  He would do just about anything Justin asked at that moment.  He grabbed the coupon from Justin's hand, examining it closely.  It was from the booklet of romantic and sensual coupons that he had bought the younger man for Valentine's Day.  Pretending to think about it, he nodded.  „I guess this is valid.  And you're lucky I made a double batch of sauce.  Now what kind of pasta do you want?"

 

Justin faked a look of shock.  „You mean I don't get fresh hand made pasta?"  When Nick sent him a mock death glare, he sighed.  „Fine.  Rigatoni will suffice."

 

„Yeah it will.  Fucking princess."  Nick flashed Justin a wink as he pulled the pasta from the cupboard.

 

During dinner, the two men took time to catch up with everything they couldn't discuss on the phone or in email.  It was too surreal for them to be there in their dining room together.  Able to touch and feel and see their lover, something they both had been denied for too long.

 

Once the dishes had been cleared and put into the dishwasher, they stood against the counter, Justin engulfed in Nick's arms.  „So babe, what do you want to do now?"

 

Justin's lips curled into a smirk, causing for Nick's pulse to race.  Slowly, he reached into his pocket, „another coupon."

 

„Oh yeah?  What's this one for?"  Nick couldn't wait to hear this one, his body already reacting at the possibilities.

 

„A full body sensual massage."  Justin's tongue traced Nick's full lips, moving when he tried to deepen the kiss.  „So what do you think?  Is there an opening in your schedule?"

 

Nick chuckled.  „Well Mr. Timberlake.  I have a very ..."  Nick paused to lick his lips, „...tight opening.  But I'm sure I can squeeze you in."  Justin's whimper was barely audible, his cock hardening against Nick's thigh.

 

„Fuck."

 

„So come on, lets get started."  Nick pulled Justin through the house up to their bedroom.  „Strip down baby, you're going to have to be naked for this."  While Justin removed his clothes, Nick lit candles throughout the bedroom.  He then stripped his own clothing off, leaving only his boxer briefs on.  Nick grabbed a case from the top of the dresser before joining his lover on the bed.

 

Justin lay on his stomach as Nick straddled his hips.  Both men groaned at the feel of Nick's covered erection pressed against Justin's ass.  The sound of the cap unlatching echoed in the too silent room.  Nick paused before climbing off of the bed.  He flicked on the radio before resuming his position straddling Justin.  Justin grinned over his shoulder, understanding Nick's motives.  They were so used to the noise, the music that silence could be deafening.  „Down baby."  Nick whispered pushing his lover's shoulders gently.

 

Nick poured the oil on his hands before rubbing them together.  The scent of vanilla teased his nose.  Justin must have smelled it as well because Nick could hear him groan into the pillow.  Lovingly.  Erotically.  Sensuously Nick took his time massaging Justin's back and shoulders.  He kneaded out each knot he found, taking the time to reach down and kiss Justin's skin.  Nick took his time as he stroked and caressed the fleshy globes of Justin's ass, allowing for his thumbs to graze just inside of his crack.  Finally, he began to work on the back of Justin's thighs and calves, moving down to the tips of his toes.

 

„God baby.  I can't fucking move, you're so fucking good at this."

 

Nick gave a smirk as he licked a vanilla flavoured path from the base of Justin's spine to his neck.  „Well, I'm not done yet, turn over."

 

Bonelessly, Justin turned onto his back.  There was a wide grin on his face as well as a massive erection to display his arousal.  With glassy eyes, he watched Nick squirt more oil onto his hands and start once more.  He touched every inch of Justin's chest, down his stomach and his thighs.  Every inch was covered except for exactly where Justin was desperate for it.  Finally, he began to plead.

 

„Please Nicky ...I need you."

 

Nick reached down and grasped Justin's erection, the oil making his movements slicker and easier.  „Here?"  The reply he got was a yelp and a moan, Justin's hips flying off of the bed.  It gave Nick enough room to manoever his hands between Justin's legs which were spread and bent at the knee.  Nick slipped one oil covered finger into Justin's tight pucker effortlessly.  „Or do you mean here?"  Nick slid two more fingers in.

 

Justin was going crazy.  Nick was jerking him off with one hand while fingering him with the other.  His eyes were shut tight while his lip was caught between his teeth.  He could barely form a coherent thought, the only words coming from his mouth was a chanting, „oh god.. oh god oh god..."

 

The sight of Justin in such a state of raw sexual frenzy brought Nick just as close, bringing a smirk to his lips.  He was at a pivotal point, knowing that it was up to him to decide where to go now.  He quickly stopped all movement and stood up, slipping out of his own underwear.  Just as his lover was about to protest, Nick covered Justin's mouth in an erotic kiss, resuming his jerking movements on his cock.

 

„You know.."  Nick started, pulling his mouth away from Justin's.  „Normally, I would expect another coupon right about now... But this one's a freebee.  Because you're so fucking hot right now."

 

Justin was just about to ask what Nick meant when he watched the older man slide up and over his straining cock, impaling himself in it forcefully.  Justin let out a strangled yell as Nick moaned, stuck at a cross between pain and pleasure.  Nick paused for a moment, allowing his body to adjust to Justin's impressive size.  Nick jerked to attention as he felt a hand on his cock, stroking him in earnest.  There was a moment of hesitation before he began to move, riding Justin purposefully.

 

Nick looked like the most beautiful angel Justin had ever seen.  His sun bleached hair matted down on his face, beads of sweat pouring off of his body and his face locked in an expression of concentration.  Justin knew it wouldn't be long now, not after such an extended period away from one another.  „Nicky.. can't... gonna ... FUCK!"

 

Nick felt Justin succumb to his orgasm beneath him, his whole body shaking from the force of it.  Justin's mouth opened in a silent scream, his eyes locking on Nick's.  That was enough to pull the older man in as well.  With a whimper and a grunt, Nick came violently, shooting on his chest, one load even reaching his hair.  Once they had both ridden out their orgasms, Nick felt his body release, losing all strength.  It was a matter of seconds before he was on his back beside Justin, breathing laboured.

 

„I love you Nicky."  Justin rolled so that he was curled up with Nick, pressing their bodies together tightly for the contact he so desperately needed.  That they both so desperately needed.

 

„I love you too baby."

 

Justin opened his eyes, letting his gaze travel down Nick's body.  It was clear they both needed to clean up before going to sleep.  An idea popped into his head.  Jsutin could remember seeing a coupon regarding giving his lover a bath, and there was nothing he wanted to do more at that minute than give Nick a warm, relaxing bath.  To take his time to wash Nick's body, his hair and just relax with him in a soapy tub.  It would be reward for the amazing massage he'd gotten earlier.  Justin got up, pulling a grumbling Nick with him.  When they made it to the bathroom, Nick finally spoke.  „What are you doing J?"

 

„Well you see ...I've got this coupon...."

 

FINIS


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