When Nile bursts into the room, Joe has just managed to get Nicky to take off most of his clothes, and he is applying himself to drive him to make these breathless hitched moans of pleasure he likes so much.
To their credit, they're actually in their bedroom this time. Nile has walked in on them having sex in various rooms before, culminating in finding them on the kitchen table one early morning, a discovery that had very nearly prompted an actual argument. They'd both agreed to keep it to their room after that, so that she could have breakfast in peace, at least.
She'd been a little curious about them though, Joe had noticed, her eyes lingering on where their naked bodies had been pressed together. He doesn't blame her. He knows he looks good, and Nicky with his cheeks flushed, his eyes dark, and his thighs spread wide around Joe's hips, is a vision.
Which is why the next time she stumbled on them, Joe had actually asked her if she wanted to stick around. They'd been making their way from the shower to their bed, mostly naked and kissing furiously along the corridor wall, and Joe had given her a toothy grin and told her she was welcome to come right along, if she wanted. Nicky's eyebrows had gone up on his forehead in mild surprise but he hadn't protested, watching Nile's reply with obvious interest and humming when she declined, tugging Joe along towards the bedroom.
Joe hadn't pressed the matter, shrugging easily as he followed, giving Nile a smile before he closed the door behind them.
Right now, he takes his mouth off the inside of Nicky's thigh where he's been sucking fast-fading marks, working his way up, to lift his head and grin to her. "You need anything?" he asks, casually. He's not ashamed to be caught doing this, and he won't apologize for it.
Under him Nicky huffs, a sound that is both amusement and reproach, and cranes his head back so he can look at her. His cheeks are red and he's trying to get his breathing under control, arching his eyebrows interrogatively.
Of all the things Nile expected with immortality, becoming an unintentional voyeur wasn't one of them. She has is the thing. She didn't mean to the first time, or the third, or even the twelfth, but the group is free with affection, comfortable with each other, sharing space the way you do when you know you'll be together--well. They count in centuries, not decades, and Nile's still trying to figure it out. And so she's run across them: Joe and Nicky pressed against the wall as they kissed into each other's mouths after a mission, Nicky slipping out of Andy's room, Joe and Nicky on the couch, Nicky gasping, head thrown back as Joe thrust--
--anyway. Yeah, she's walked in on them. And she would be lying if she didn't admit that she's noticed how damn attractive the people she now calls family are. They're gorgeous, all of them, and Joe and Nicky especially are--even more attractive when they're in the middle of sex. She'll admit it to herself even if she's not quite ready to admit it out loud.
Add in the time Joe actually offered for her to join them and she just can't quite get it out of her head.
Which, of course, all comes to a head in this moment: looking at Nicky, very nearly nude and spread out on their bed with Joe's head between his thighs. Nicky's cock is hard and Nile's eyes are drawn to it before she looks away, cheeks going dark. Fuck. She should go. She should turn around and walk out the door. She should make her apologies like she always does and slip out the door and they can all meet back up at dinner again and pretend this never happened.
Instead, her eyes keep flicking back up to watch them, the splay of their bodies together: Joe's dark curls against a pale expanse, Nicky's red lips half open as he huffs, trying to grab settle his breathing--
"I was just. Ah--" She hesitates, even though she should be leaving. "Andy wanted me to check in about--
The way Nile's eyes keep flicking back to them -to Nicky's naked body, his cock, his eyes, and to Joe's wet lips and his hands on Nicky's pale skin- makes Joe grin wider. She's not leaving, he notices at once, and apparently losing her train of thought entirely too, barely managing an answer. He's not entirely sure whether the flush on her cheeks is embarrassment, interest, or both, but he's determined to find out.
"Yes?" Nicky inquires, his tone gentle though his voice is much lower than it normally is, rough with arousal. "What did Andy wa-ant?" His voice breaks on the last word as he twitches, glancing down to where Joe has just decided to rub his bearded chin along the sensitive skin of his thigh.
Behave, Nicky's arched eyebrows say, and he rests his hand on Joe's shoulder to keep him still. Joe laughs quietly, leaning his chin on his hand instead, considering Nile with dark eyes patiently.
She dares anyone to be presented with the scene in front of her and not lose their train of thought. Seriously. It's the fact that she's not leaving that distracts her--usually she's out the door and away before she can actually take in the full sight of them--but right now? Right now she can't stop looking.
"What?" Nile startles, before she shakes her head and drags her eyes up and makes sure she's making eye-contact with Nicky. If she just makes eye-contact, maybe she can look a little less like a blushing virgin. She's not, for the record, and in the past few decades she's definitely taken Andy's lead with the finding-a-friend-for-the-night---
--but it's not quite the same, is it? "Right. She wanted to know if you had plans for dinner later or--" She trails off again at the soft gasp, the way Nicky's skin shows a brief flash of red before it quickly fades. Her tongue flicks out, wetting her lower lip and she swallows, hard.
Joe's eyes are as dark as she's sure hers must be, and she tries (with some success) to ignore the sharp twist of desire that's settled in the base of her stomach, clenching hard as she tries to remind herself that number of reasons why staying in this room is a bad idea.
Problem is, if Joe offers again, Nile's not entirely sure she'll say no a second time.
Eye-contact with Nicky comes easily; his eyes might be dark and hooded but they are also gentle, and patient. He suspects there is something going on with Nile -just like Joe does- but he will say nothing of it, giving her a small smile. He's not very embarrassed to be naked in front of her, but he does wish she would make whether she intends to stay or not clear. Just so he knows if he should push Joe away for a second and cover himself with a bedsheet.
"No plans for dinner," Joe answers, leaning his chin against his hand. His eyes follow the way Nile's tongue wets her lower lip with obvious interest. "Some plans before dinner, though." He nudges Nicky playfully, making him huff. "But we'll be around."
And then, after a beat, because Nile is still there, still looking at them, he adds, "what about you?" He gives her a sunny smile. "Any plans before dinner?" He can feel Nicky's eyes flick towards him but he keeps his gaze on Nile, looking playful. Because if she doesn't have any plans, Joe can think of a few things that could keep her busy.
They've answered. That should be enough. She got her answer and she should slip out of the room and get back to Andy. But she doesn't move. Her eyes trace along the slope of Joe's shoulders, across Nicky's skin, lingering on the grin that's teasing at the older man's lips. She realizes, rather suddenly, that she doesn't want to leave. She wants to see where this will lead, wants to chase the heat that's coiled tight in her stomach at the sight of them--
She swallows and shakes her head, eyes flicking between the soft brown of Joe's gaze and the tender blue of Nicky's.
They won't judge her. Of anyone in the world, she can trust them. It's making herself vulnerable, sure (and she's never been great at that, she'll be the first to admit), but they've seen her at her best and at her worst already. What's--what's a little bit more?
It's her curiosity, that's the thing. That's what she tells herself. If she can just sate her curiosity seeing the two of them together, maybe that'll be the end of it, and she can stop picturing what they must look like when she closes her eyes. She wets her lips again and swallows, eyes fluttering closed as she draws a breath to steel herself.
"Tesoro," Nicky's voice is soft, and she's not sure who he's speaking to, but the soft 'beloved' is enough to give her the courage she needs. The words slip out before she can stop them:
"What if I stayed? You offered. Before. And maybe you were joking, but maybe you weren't," Her eyes blink open again, and she finds Joe's gaze before she has to look away. She's definitely blushing now, she can feel the heat in her cheeks. "But if you weren't joking, would you--" she gestures, hoping this doesn't sound as weird to them as it does to her, that she doesn't sound like an overeager child asking to sit at the grown-ups table, "--mind? If I stayed, I mean. You can say no. I can just go--"
Joe has to smile at how soft Nicky's voice is, even in a situation like this. He doesn't know for whom the pet name is intended either -probably both of them, knowing Nicky- but Nicky's tone is so gentle he just has to lean in and kiss his hip bone, a silent display of love as they wait for Nile's answer.
He looks back to Nile when she speaks up, his eyes crinkling at the corners fondly. "I wasn't," Joe confirms, easily. Well, he'd made sure to keep his tone light and playful so it wouldn't be awkward for her to turn them down if she wanted, but it had been an earnest proposition. Joe wouldn't joke about something like this, not between them.
"Would we mind, Nicky?" Joe interrupts when Nile starts rambling, almost losing her nerve as soon as she found it. "Would we mind very much?"
Nicky beams to Nile in answer, a little toothier than his usual smiles. "I wouldn't," he states and Joe nods gravely, despite the grin on his own face.
"I don't think I would, either," he states, sitting up a little. "I think I would like it." They should talk about it first, though.
"But how would you like to stay, Nile?" he inquires, seriously this time. "Would you like to come here? Or sit over there, and see where this is going." He gestures at Nicky's naked body, making him huff a little in amusement.
She's glad for the interruption, and doubly so when it's in the affirmative. There's a breath she's been holding that she lets out, just for the relief of it--she's not making a fool of herself here, she's not dragging them into something and she's not inserting herself somewhere she doesn't belong. They all work so hard to make sure she feels like she's a part of the family, but it's hard not to feel impossibly young when she's just going on forty and they've been alive for nearly a millennia.
Their grins ease some of the tension in her shoulders and she nods as they both affirm they want her here and--would enjoy her potential participation.
Which, then, of course, brings up the question Joe's asking and she knows she's blushing again as she considers the options. Part of her? Part of her longs to join them, but for this first time--her courage isn't quite enough, and her nerves fail her. It seems safer to settle into the chair and watch. For now, that will sate her curiosity and the itch that always seems to be there, just under her skin these days.
"I--" She pauses once, swallows to remove the tension from her voice, the want tangled with the anticipation coupled with the nerves, and then continues: "I'll watch, if that's okay. Seeing where this is going sounds--nice."
It's a lame finish, but it's what she's got to offer, and she sinks down into the chair before her better judgment can make her change her mind.
It's good to see Nile relax a little and let out a breath, her shoulders coming down gradually. Joe understands that it can be daunting to be offered a temporary spot in an ongoing 900 year romance, he does. They've been told many times that their love, absolute and everlasting as it seems to be, is not always easy to look on from the outside.
But Joe loves Nile too; she's fully part of the team now, and she's grown so much in a few decades. If she wishes to see what happens between Nicking and him behind closed door, if she wishes to join in, even, Joe will be more than happy to welcome her.
Nile states that she merely wants to watch this time, hastily sinking down into a nearby chair as if worried she's going to change her mind if she stands there too long. "Anything, bella," Nicky approves gently, and Joe nods in agreement.
"Yes, anything you like. Don't push yourself too hard, there is no-one to impress here." He grins, waggling his eyebrows a little as he pats Nicky's thigh. "Nicky'll do all the impressing, this time."
Nicky snorts and it turns into a little groan when Joe touches him again, palming his cock. "You like this, don't you?" Joe prompts, his voice a little lower. He pushes Nicky gently, making him shift on the sheets so Nile can get a good look at him. "You like that she's watching you."
Nicky nods, a little flush appearing on his otherwise stoic face. It makes Joe grin, his eyes flicking back to Nile. "So. Any requests?" he asks, playfully.
"I have requests," Nicky grumbles, his hips jerking a little, and Joe shushes him.
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To their credit, they're actually in their bedroom this time. Nile has walked in on them having sex in various rooms before, culminating in finding them on the kitchen table one early morning, a discovery that had very nearly prompted an actual argument. They'd both agreed to keep it to their room after that, so that she could have breakfast in peace, at least.
She'd been a little curious about them though, Joe had noticed, her eyes lingering on where their naked bodies had been pressed together. He doesn't blame her. He knows he looks good, and Nicky with his cheeks flushed, his eyes dark, and his thighs spread wide around Joe's hips, is a vision.
Which is why the next time she stumbled on them, Joe had actually asked her if she wanted to stick around. They'd been making their way from the shower to their bed, mostly naked and kissing furiously along the corridor wall, and Joe had given her a toothy grin and told her she was welcome to come right along, if she wanted. Nicky's eyebrows had gone up on his forehead in mild surprise but he hadn't protested, watching Nile's reply with obvious interest and humming when she declined, tugging Joe along towards the bedroom.
Joe hadn't pressed the matter, shrugging easily as he followed, giving Nile a smile before he closed the door behind them.
Right now, he takes his mouth off the inside of Nicky's thigh where he's been sucking fast-fading marks, working his way up, to lift his head and grin to her. "You need anything?" he asks, casually. He's not ashamed to be caught doing this, and he won't apologize for it.
Under him Nicky huffs, a sound that is both amusement and reproach, and cranes his head back so he can look at her. His cheeks are red and he's trying to get his breathing under control, arching his eyebrows interrogatively.
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--anyway. Yeah, she's walked in on them. And she would be lying if she didn't admit that she's noticed how damn attractive the people she now calls family are. They're gorgeous, all of them, and Joe and Nicky especially are--even more attractive when they're in the middle of sex. She'll admit it to herself even if she's not quite ready to admit it out loud.
Add in the time Joe actually offered for her to join them and she just can't quite get it out of her head.
Which, of course, all comes to a head in this moment: looking at Nicky, very nearly nude and spread out on their bed with Joe's head between his thighs. Nicky's cock is hard and Nile's eyes are drawn to it before she looks away, cheeks going dark. Fuck. She should go. She should turn around and walk out the door. She should make her apologies like she always does and slip out the door and they can all meet back up at dinner again and pretend this never happened.
Instead, her eyes keep flicking back up to watch them, the splay of their bodies together: Joe's dark curls against a pale expanse, Nicky's red lips half open as he huffs, trying to grab settle his breathing--
"I was just. Ah--" She hesitates, even though she should be leaving. "Andy wanted me to check in about--
--something."
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"Yes?" Nicky inquires, his tone gentle though his voice is much lower than it normally is, rough with arousal. "What did Andy wa-ant?" His voice breaks on the last word as he twitches, glancing down to where Joe has just decided to rub his bearded chin along the sensitive skin of his thigh.
Behave, Nicky's arched eyebrows say, and he rests his hand on Joe's shoulder to keep him still. Joe laughs quietly, leaning his chin on his hand instead, considering Nile with dark eyes patiently.
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"What?" Nile startles, before she shakes her head and drags her eyes up and makes sure she's making eye-contact with Nicky. If she just makes eye-contact, maybe she can look a little less like a blushing virgin. She's not, for the record, and in the past few decades she's definitely taken Andy's lead with the finding-a-friend-for-the-night---
--but it's not quite the same, is it? "Right. She wanted to know if you had plans for dinner later or--" She trails off again at the soft gasp, the way Nicky's skin shows a brief flash of red before it quickly fades. Her tongue flicks out, wetting her lower lip and she swallows, hard.
Joe's eyes are as dark as she's sure hers must be, and she tries (with some success) to ignore the sharp twist of desire that's settled in the base of her stomach, clenching hard as she tries to remind herself that number of reasons why staying in this room is a bad idea.
Problem is, if Joe offers again, Nile's not entirely sure she'll say no a second time.
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"No plans for dinner," Joe answers, leaning his chin against his hand. His eyes follow the way Nile's tongue wets her lower lip with obvious interest. "Some plans before dinner, though." He nudges Nicky playfully, making him huff. "But we'll be around."
And then, after a beat, because Nile is still there, still looking at them, he adds, "what about you?" He gives her a sunny smile. "Any plans before dinner?" He can feel Nicky's eyes flick towards him but he keeps his gaze on Nile, looking playful. Because if she doesn't have any plans, Joe can think of a few things that could keep her busy.
I am so, so sorry for the delay :(
She swallows and shakes her head, eyes flicking between the soft brown of Joe's gaze and the tender blue of Nicky's.
They won't judge her. Of anyone in the world, she can trust them. It's making herself vulnerable, sure (and she's never been great at that, she'll be the first to admit), but they've seen her at her best and at her worst already. What's--what's a little bit more?
It's her curiosity, that's the thing. That's what she tells herself. If she can just sate her curiosity seeing the two of them together, maybe that'll be the end of it, and she can stop picturing what they must look like when she closes her eyes. She wets her lips again and swallows, eyes fluttering closed as she draws a breath to steel herself.
"Tesoro," Nicky's voice is soft, and she's not sure who he's speaking to, but the soft 'beloved' is enough to give her the courage she needs. The words slip out before she can stop them:
"What if I stayed? You offered. Before. And maybe you were joking, but maybe you weren't," Her eyes blink open again, and she finds Joe's gaze before she has to look away. She's definitely blushing now, she can feel the heat in her cheeks. "But if you weren't joking, would you--" she gestures, hoping this doesn't sound as weird to them as it does to her, that she doesn't sound like an overeager child asking to sit at the grown-ups table, "--mind? If I stayed, I mean. You can say no. I can just go--"
no worries, it's been a slow week for me too!
He looks back to Nile when she speaks up, his eyes crinkling at the corners fondly. "I wasn't," Joe confirms, easily. Well, he'd made sure to keep his tone light and playful so it wouldn't be awkward for her to turn them down if she wanted, but it had been an earnest proposition. Joe wouldn't joke about something like this, not between them.
"Would we mind, Nicky?" Joe interrupts when Nile starts rambling, almost losing her nerve as soon as she found it. "Would we mind very much?"
Nicky beams to Nile in answer, a little toothier than his usual smiles. "I wouldn't," he states and Joe nods gravely, despite the grin on his own face.
"I don't think I would, either," he states, sitting up a little. "I think I would like it." They should talk about it first, though.
"But how would you like to stay, Nile?" he inquires, seriously this time. "Would you like to come here? Or sit over there, and see where this is going." He gestures at Nicky's naked body, making him huff a little in amusement.
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Their grins ease some of the tension in her shoulders and she nods as they both affirm they want her here and--would enjoy her potential participation.
Which, then, of course, brings up the question Joe's asking and she knows she's blushing again as she considers the options. Part of her? Part of her longs to join them, but for this first time--her courage isn't quite enough, and her nerves fail her. It seems safer to settle into the chair and watch. For now, that will sate her curiosity and the itch that always seems to be there, just under her skin these days.
"I--" She pauses once, swallows to remove the tension from her voice, the want tangled with the anticipation coupled with the nerves, and then continues: "I'll watch, if that's okay. Seeing where this is going sounds--nice."
It's a lame finish, but it's what she's got to offer, and she sinks down into the chair before her better judgment can make her change her mind.
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But Joe loves Nile too; she's fully part of the team now, and she's grown so much in a few decades. If she wishes to see what happens between Nicking and him behind closed door, if she wishes to join in, even, Joe will be more than happy to welcome her.
Nile states that she merely wants to watch this time, hastily sinking down into a nearby chair as if worried she's going to change her mind if she stands there too long. "Anything, bella," Nicky approves gently, and Joe nods in agreement.
"Yes, anything you like. Don't push yourself too hard, there is no-one to impress here." He grins, waggling his eyebrows a little as he pats Nicky's thigh. "Nicky'll do all the impressing, this time."
Nicky snorts and it turns into a little groan when Joe touches him again, palming his cock. "You like this, don't you?" Joe prompts, his voice a little lower. He pushes Nicky gently, making him shift on the sheets so Nile can get a good look at him. "You like that she's watching you."
Nicky nods, a little flush appearing on his otherwise stoic face. It makes Joe grin, his eyes flicking back to Nile. "So. Any requests?" he asks, playfully.
"I have requests," Nicky grumbles, his hips jerking a little, and Joe shushes him.