Nick woke up first and noticed that it was a lot darker in their hotel room. Aaron had came around earlier and knocked, but with Zak on top of him, so deep in sleep he didn't even hear the decent banging on their door, Nick had no choice but to ignore it. He heard the other man muttering about getting some food and that some of their crew was already munching without them then heavy footsteps and Nick promised himself that when he next sees the bald man he'll tell him he's sorry that he didn't open the door. He knew Aaron would understand.

Nick felt Zak shift in his sleep and Nick held onto him a little tighter. Zak was a total mover when he slept, never really finding a comfortable position, or too distressed in his sleep to stay still. When they shared rooms but separate beds earlier on in their relationship, Nick woke up to find that strong body in the oddest positions and had wondered if Zak was comfortable at all. One night, Nick swore Zak was about to fall off the bed, both a leg and an arm hanging off the side. He only meant to push Zak onto his back, but the sleeping man had him by the wrist and he was pulled down and practically pinned for another hour.

Zak had apologized profusely when he finally awoke, still unsure of where he stood with Nick in their relationship, but Nick waved it off with a laugh. Zak didn't move for that whole hour, seemed as if he liked having something wrapped in his arms and Nick suggested sharing beds during these nights. He could remember the deep blush appearing on Zak's cheeks as he accused the other man of being a cuddler, and he could remember how it was around this time the dynamics of their relationship changed.

He felt Zak pull away slightly and Nick let him loose. He watched the body move as Zak turned his back on him and sigh and Nick couldn't help but to follow. Propping his head up, he wrapped his free arm around Zak's waist, right under the larger arm and realized that Zak's breathing wasn't as deep as when he slept.

"Zak, I know you're awake."

The other man moaned and pressed himself back, "A few more minutes, then. Just hold me."

Nick chuckled deep in his throat, feeling it scratch and sounding a lot more huskier with disuse.

He ran the flat of his palm down Zak's chest feeling each ridge of muscle, reaching the waistband low on the other man's hips before moving back up. It wasn't even a minute when he both felt and heard a deep groan resonating from the tattooed back against his chest.

"How the hell am I supposed to sleep when you're doing that?"

"Don't, then."

Nick pulled Zak to lay on his back and rolled on top. The legs underneath him automatically parted and he made himself comfortable between strong thighs. Zak's arms were spread out like a cross and Nick made quick work of that, taking the man's wrists and pushing them into the pillows above Zak's head. He could already feel the other man responding to him.

Zak stared blearily up at him with sleep heavy eyes. A tiny smirk was playing across his lips as he pushed back then laid still, still too sleepy to give a damn. Nick always liked the sound of Zak's voice after an investigation and a few hours of sleep – a little rough and quiet. "You know, I don't just let anyone do this to me."

"No, just me," he whispered huskily into Zak's ear a little aggressively, possessively,which caused a shiver to course through the tanned body.

"Fuck, Nick," Zak whimpered and Nick felt the other man's hips twitch upward and the thighs around his hips tighten before the body fell loose underneath him. Zak looked up at him, half-lidded and expectantly and Nick moved both of Zak's wrists into one of his hands, unable to close his fingers around them, but certain the man under him would not fight against him.

"How are you feeling?" Nick asked neutrally as he smoothed a thumb over Zak's brow. He knew he shouldn't be teasing Zak like this, but last night the other man was both physically and emotionally drained. Zak huffed and rocked his hips up causing Nick to moan and his left hand to go to Zak's hips to try to still them, but Zak merely slowed his pace.

"I'm alright, Nick. Just dandy. Now fuck me."

Nick's breath hitched, "Jesus, Zak. Just a moment ago you wanted to go back to sleep."

"No, fuck me now. I'll go back to sleep later."

Nick fell forward and his hands left their stations to hold his upper body up around Zak's shoulders. He couldn't stop the quiet laugh from escaping into Zak's neck.

"What am I going to do with you, Zak?" Nick questioned.

"Do I have to tell you again?" Zak asked back, but he didn't give the other man enough time to answer as he practically threw a dazed Nick onto his back, removed both their shorts and straddled his hips.

Nick focused in on Zak as that strong body leaned back and he felt the bed dip between his legs. His hands shot up to Zak's thighs as he felt the other man grab both of their hardening cocks in one hand and rock forward.

Nick gasped as the body undulated faster above him, distracted by the play of muscles and the quiet whimpers and moans. He was nearly lost in the ride when he heard the other man gasp, "The lube... where?"

"Top drawer, my right." Nick held onto Zak's hips as the other man let go of their shafts. Zak leaned to the left to open the drawer, and Nick sat up and leaned forward to nibble along the prominent line of Zak's collarbone making the other man gasp and his hips twitch strongly in Nick's hands. Nick heard the other man groan as he moved his hands from Zak's hips to the cleft of his ass to trace the line down to tickle his hole with his fingertips.

"Nick..." Zak's voice struggled into a whimper and Nick felt the man tap him on the shoulder with the bottle, but Nick was too distracted with the twitching hole and the taste of the other man's skin that he didn't even hear the pop of the cap opening.

"Fuck..." Nick groaned as he felt a slick finger pass his own and the flare of arousal had his heart hammering as he felt Zak fuck himself on his own hand.

Zak's started to pant, his breath shallower as their hips continued to rock together. Nick leaned forward to capture those red-bitten lips to catch every sound coming out of Zak's mouth. He couldn't stop himself from tracing the wet, stretched skin surrounding Zak's finger and diving inside.

"Want you..." Zak said breathlessly against Nick's lips and Nick grunted a negative as he slipped in a second finger to join Zak's.

Zak keened and pushed his tongue into Nick's mouth, feeling the paler man's tongue fight with his before giving up and pulling away. Zak pulled his hand away from himself to wrap around Nick's cock to slick him up with the remaining lube.

"I can take you." Zak whimpered as he let go of Nick's cock to slide his hand on his own.

"Don't want to hurt you." Nick grunted as he slipped in another finger to replace Zak's. He promised Zak it was never going to be like their first time again. He heard the man on top of him growl and felt a strong hand wrap around his moving wrist. Nick could deny Zak only so many times.

"I can take you," Zak said again, more forcefully this time as he held Nick's hand in place and ground down, enjoying the stretch before lifting his hips, feeling Nick's fingers slip from his hole.

Before Nick could even try to stop the stronger male, he felt the weight on top of him shift and suddenly a wet, tight heat engulfed his dick. A strangled moan made it's way through Nick's throat, the man being too surprised to do much else but to grab on to defined hips and will Zak to not move.

"Zak, what are you doing?" Nick struggled to say as Zak seated himself in Nick's lap. The other man started to swirl his hips, getting used to a different kind of girth and length than Nick's fingers.

"'S good..." Zak grunted and leaned back feeling himself sink fully onto Nick's cock. Leaning on his arms anchored behind him, Zak started lifting his hips and sinking down in small motions, teasing the both of them and willing Nick to throw him down and pound into him.

"Come on, Nick... come on." Zak ground out, high pitched and needy.

Nick growled as he rolled the both of them over, hearing the other man whine as he pinned the stronger male by his shoulders. Holding Zak down, he slowed the pace of his hips and followed the movement of Zak's hips when he tried to change the speed until the darker skinned man stopped. Nick pulled out completely before pushing his cock back in loving the feel of resistance before being accepted.

"Yes... Nick. Please." Zak hissed. Nick felt the other man's shoulders tense and for a moment, he was certain Zak was going to flip them over again. The idea was shot down when he felt the other man's legs wrap around his own and lock at the back of his knees.

"You're... you're being so good, Zak." Nick commented between thrusts. Zak was getting better at giving up his control and Nick made sure to praise him whenever he recognized it.

"Yeah?" a whimper, "then... fuck... me... ah, ah... please..."

Nick picked up the speed, changed his angle and let out a noise of approval when he hit the other man's prostate, feeling the body tighten around him, surprised.

"So close..." Zak groaned and wrapped a hand around his leaking cock. Nick answered him with a moan of his own as he watched the swollen head disappear in Zak's tight fist on the upstroke and reappear as the hand slid down.

Nick whimpered and shut his eyes when Zak used his free hand to trace up his neck and cup his face. So close, so close, so close... He continued with the fast pace, recognizing the the tightness in his own gut. The body under him was responding so well, Zak's voice setting his blood on fire. Zak's muscled chest met with his own, and Nick swore he could feel Zak's heartbeat hammer in time with his as the man arched underneath him and cum stained both their stomachs. He felt the other man trace his lips with a thumb.

"Love you..."

Nick's breath hitched. His eyes snapped open and locked with adoring blues. This is wrong, you shouldn't... shouldn't loveme.

"Love you too..." Nick whispered and he came.

Nick gently removed himself from Zak's arms as he felt the tremors in the other body fade away with sleep. Zak got a little useless after sex – a little too out of it, a bit too sensitive to do much of anything but lay there and try to come down after feeling his own body tighten before his release. Nick loved holding him then. He knew he had to be careful where he touched Zak and he enjoyed taking care of Zak this way. Loved feeling that rapidly beating heart slow down against his own chest, knowing he was the one that set that strong heart racing. So he waited.

But they couldn't stay in the room all night as well, so Nick planted a soft kiss to Zak's temple and made his way to the bathroom to shower. Zak should of went first – he was possibly dripping his cum into the sheets and fuck– no, Zak's probably too tired for a round two. At least they didn't have to explain themselves to the hotel staff, Nick thought as he got into the running shower and shut the curtain.

Wiping the water out of his face and pushing his hair back, Nick turned his back on the shower head to fully drench his back and let his mind wonder. This was the first investigation of the season, the first week away from his wife, and the first week he's spent every night with Zak in three months. Of course, he was sure to have the other man visit whenever he felt it was right and to stay the weekend with Zak when his wife and daughter went out to visit her mother and father. And Zak had been okay with that – he was actually a bit more aggressive during those few months.

But something was different earlier, Nick thought as he grabbed the shampoo and lathered his hair. Nick had known quickly into their relationship that Zak was a bottom at heart. How can he be in control all the time? Nick made sure Zak got a break in his arms; he had the other man know that he could trust Nick to take care of him. But Zak's submission doesn't come easy, barely ever came easy; Nick had to use his craft to get the man under him in most circumstances. Nick had to do even more to get that wonderful mouth of Zak's to stop directing. But Nick learned and he found ways to finally have Zak let go in his arms, to ask, to beginstead of demand.

But no, something was definitely different. Earlier, Nick didn't have to try as hard. He didn't even see him crack in his blue eyes, couldn't even tell if he got the other man to break under him, like he needed to. Especially last night, when Nick had been so scared that he was going to loose the other man, and Zak had been too lost in his own mind. Zak needed that break, to know that Nick has him when he's feeling vulnerable.

But Nick understood it wasn't his own fault- what could he break if there was nothing there tobreak? Where had all that dominating will gone? No.

Nick grabbed the soap as he thought about the man in his bed. No, it was there. Just a tiny bit. But it's burning out and he didn't understand why. Was it the possession? Nick didn't think so, but what did he know? The possibility just didn't seem right.

There was resistance in Zak's eyes – something he wasn't used to seeing in those crystalline orbs. Nick was used to seeing those ocean blues begging him to make him shatter and cling to Nick. It was almost like Zak was fighting him with his submission, denying Nick something he himself needed. Zak had pretty much just let Nick take him and though Nick loved seeing that beautiful body straining for him, to see the want and need in Zak's face, Nick needed to know he earned it, earned to have Zak be that way in his arms.

Nick was just about ready to shut off the water when the curtain opened a peak and Zak's face became visible through the crack.

"Why didn't you tell me you're getting into the shower?"

"You were asleep again. Is there a problem?"

"I..." a faint blush covered Zak's cheeks as he looked back to the bed. His eyes returned to Nick with a smirk on his lips, "Your jizz is on my sheets."

Nick snickered, "Come here, let's get you clean."

These thoughts could wait, Nick mused as he pulled Zak into the shower with him and pushed that strong body under the spray. They go home at the end of this week after the evidence review to put together their first episode for their producers to judge, but afterwards Nick had half a year to study Zak where there will be months of only the two of them in one room.

Aaron batted at Zak as the man launched another paper football across the bed side table at him. Nick's attention was divided between the two men fooling around and the television set. They've been sitting around in Aaron's hotel room for about five hours now, a good way through Nick's evidence, and they're bored out of their minds.

Usually the group would go out in the middle of their review to go find something to eat or get a coffee to wake them up, but usually they're looking through their footage while the sun is up. It's about twelve at night, nothing was open, and so the boys were stuck with their footage.

"Pause, pause, pause, pause, pause!" Zak practically jumped out of his seat by the head of Aaron's bed and his hand went for the camera next to Nick, but Nick snatched it with a cocky grin.

"I got it."

Nick rewinded it for a few seconds and heard Zak cry out, "Stop!" and pressed play. The three of them watched silently until they heard a loud running noise.

"There! Did you hear that?"

"Yeah... that was me, dude." Aaron said and his head fell back as he scrunched his face up, "So why can't we use the possession part?"

"Because," Nick started as he fast-forward the tape by a minute and half. That part of the investigation disturbed him, "people don't need to see that."

Zak's eyes narrowed as he picked up one of his little paper footballs laying on the floor by his feet and threw it at the paler man sitting on the couch, "We could show it. I don't care. We'll edit it a bit, cut out the scarier parts – hand it over as a clip, whatever."

The two men stared at each other, willing the other to back down. Aaron raised an eyebrow.

"Well... if we don't find anything else awesome..."

Nick rolled his eyes and a crooked grin appeared across his lips as Zak shook his head and snorted.

"Fine, we'll go with that." Nick said and he patted the seat next to him. Zak fell into Nick's side and slouched into his seat, pushing himself right into Nick's side, making the paler man wrap an arm around his wide shoulders.

"You two..." Aaron laughed, "come on, back to the vid." Aaron reached a hand out and Nick passed the camera over.

They tried to watch another hour or two of their footage, catching something here and there, but they kept getting distracted. Zak's hand was running up and down Nick's thigh, a sign to Nick that Zak's focus was somewhere far away, and Aaron was practically asleep again. Nick grabbed Zak's hand, chuckling softly when Zak twitched, startled, before getting up and shaking Aaron awake.

"Hey, bro. What time did you wake up?"

"Uh..." Aaron blinked sleepily as he raised his head from where it was resting on his arms, "I think... around ten? Dude, I didn't get much sleep..."

Zak came around and helped Aaron to his feet and walked the other man the short distance to his bed and pushed him in.

"I don't think it's a good time to review these. If we can't concentrate, we'll miss everything. Go to sleep," Zak pulled the blanket down and over Aaron and Nick shut off the television.

"What're you two gonna do?" Aaron asked as he stretched and got comfortable. He was still in his jeans, but he could ignore that for the night.

Zak looked back at Nick and the taller man shrugged. He could use the time alone with Zak to see if he could figure out what's changed.

"We'll just enjoy the night air."

Aaron grunted, "'Kay. Just... be careful."

The man in the bed was nearly knocked out when Nick shut off the lights and Zak opened the door. They whispered a good night to Aaron, and they received a sleepy reply as the door was shut.

The men grabbed their jackets and made it out of their hotel room. The town there hotel was in was little, so not many people were walking around and Zak decided that the park next to the harbor would probably be the most deserted because of the cold winds blowing over the water. It wasn't too far, and as the people passing by became less frequent, Zak reached over and linked his hand with Nick's.

Nick looked under his lashes at Zak and gave the other man a small smile when warm blues met with his own browns. Zak smiled a little wider, and Nick relished in the content he could see in the other man's face. They didn't have many moments like this, where they could show their love for each other outside for the world to see. Nick thought he should find ways for something like this to happen more often – maybe take Zak out on his boat some time, or go out camping, find more discreet clubs – just the two of them. He didn't want to limit their relationship to the bedroom, Zak didn't deserve that, and Nick knew he could do more.

It made Nick kind of sad that Zak didn't ask for more, but he could tell that he would be welcomed.

Zak led Nick down the pier a good ways down, sure that no one would be staying around because of the cold and faint light.

"We go home in a few days," Zak brought up as his gaze went down.

"Yeah, I know," how can he not when he counts the days he'll be returning to his wife and child, when he counts the days he has left with Zak, "but only for a while."

Nick turned Zak until he was facing him and pulled him into his arms, "Then I'll be yours for the rest of the year."

Nick felt strong arms wrap around his waist to be pulled closer. He felt Zak sigh, "It's like a tease, Nick, doing this every time before filming a season."

"Why? I try to be around even when we're home," Nick thought he was doing a good job of that, making sure Zak felt wanted.

"You do! But... I don't know, man." Zak chuckled humorlessly, "You're not exactly mine those days. Hell, you're not minewhen we go on these trips."

Nick shook his head and his hands went up around Zak's face. He made sure those blue eyes were looking straight into his, "I'm yours. And I know you have to share me for right now, and I'm so sorry, Zak, that you have to wait for me to make a decision, but don't think second of that. I'm yours."

"Are you?" another humorless laugh, Zak's hurting, Nick could tell, "I'm yours, you know that."

"I do know that."

"I wish I knew you were mine too."

Nick pulled Zak's face closer into a frantic kiss, trying to prove something and Nick felt something break inside himselfwhen Zak just gave into him and let him lead. It was this, it's because of this. Nick's mind shook as he swiped his tongue into Zak's mouth and only felt Zak massage his with his own. Nick broke the kiss first, but Zak was still planting soft little ones at the corner of his mouth. He held fast at that face, pulling away.

"I'm just as much yours as you are mine," Nick's voice wavered, and he wasn't sure who he was trying to convince more. But there it was, the spark.

"I believe you."

And Zak had him spinning into the kiss all over again.

Nick dropped Zak off first to his room, telling the other man he'll join in him a minute, he just needed to get his clothes for tomorrow. Zak had almost been the same again, like he was before the whole trip started. So he needs reassurance. That's fine, Nick could do that tonight, make him know Nick's his when he can be.

And at the moment, Nick was. He tried to push his wife and child at the back of his mind, as hard as it was for him to do so, but Zak needed him now. They got into this together, and Nick mustn't of been taking up his part if Zak's being the way he is. And Nick promised himself that he'd take care of the other male. It's harder on Nick, he knew, but if he wanted to keep Zak and if he didn't want to loose his family, he knew that he'd have to keep up. And maybe he's been a little to caught up in that, Nick thought as he rolled everything he needed into his clothes and carried it under his arm, maybe he's been too comfortable knowing he had them both that he's been slacking.

Well then, it's time to take care of that, Nick mused as he grabbed the keycard and opened the door. If Nick needed to, he'll be more aggressive, make Zak fight against him, have the stronger man break in his arms like they both needed, and show the stronger male that he's got him. Then maybe Zak will believe that Nick still wanted him, that Nick's still caught up in him, that he's still Zak's in some way.

Nick was just about ready to pass Aaron's room when he heard the the door unlock and Aaron's sleepy face peaking out through the crack before the door opened wide to show the full body of the other man on the other side. Nick stopped and cocked his head to the side. He gave the sleepy man a warm half-smile, "What's up, Aaron? It's nearly two, go back to sleep."

"You're..." a yawn, "you're going back to Zak, aren't you?"

It was a question, but the way it came out of the other man's mouth was nearly accusitory. Nick didn't know if it was merely a slip in his tiredness, or if the other man was doing it on purpose, but Nick tried to ignore how those words affected him.

"Yeah... I am."

Aaron crossed his arms and leaned on the door frame, a little more awake now, and yeah, Nick could see the accusation in his face. It's there, though it's very little. Aaron had already accepted that Nick wasn't going to stop, had already told his best friend that by this time he's used to it, but he also promised that he'd try to hide how much he looked down upon the relationship.

"You go home to Roni in two days, Nick."

Nick got a little defensive, "What of it?"

"What about your daughter-"

"Aaron, I know you mean well," Nick interrupted, "but please... you promised me you wouldn't do this."

Aaron rubbed at his tired eyes before looking at Nick sharply, "Yeah... yeah I did. But only because I know how much Zak wants you." Aaron bit his lip in thought, "but I could see how it's effecting him too."

"I'll take care of him. You know I will."

"And that's the thing- I know you will," Aaron nodded, a small smile on his lips. He reached out to pat Nick on the shoulder, "but lord help us when this shit hits the fan, man."

"I don't want to think about it."

"I think about it all the time. I worry about you, bro."

"Oh, so you're worried about me too?"

Aaron chuckled, though he didn't know why, "Nick, you're my best friend- my bro, dude. I'm not your father and I'm not your enemy," he went further into his room and got a hold of the door, "You know what I think about this relationship you're having behind Roni's back and about you leading Zak on. But I also know that you love them. It's all on you, Nick. So far, they're happy... and you seem to be happy too. Good night."

"Good night...oh! Aaron..." Nick's hand went out to stop the other man from shutting the door, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry that you have to go through this with me."

"Like I said, Nick. You're my brother. And Zak is too, don't forget. Though I'd rather see this play out differently, you're both happy."

Nick nodded and he removed his hand from the door. Aaron shut the door with a, "go get 'im" and a small smile.

Nick walked the short distance to Zak's room, right across from Aaron's and his own and knocked lightly. When a smiling Zak opened the door Nick shoved his way inside, dropped everything in his hands on the floor and pulled the other man into a dominating kiss, hearing the door slam behind him.

He could feel the surprise in the other body, hear it in the grunt he received as he shoved the stronger male further into the room. At the moment, Nick didn't know who needed this contact more, Zak or himself, but he had to have him.

The talk with Aaron, although lightened his heart knowing that Aaron's slowly accepting the relationship, got his mind swirling in confusion all over again. Questions he's been refusing to answer, refusing to even acknowledge had made its way to the forefront and Nick knew he needed to loose himself before he starts making decisions. He can't make a decision when every one of them would be wrong.

He felt Zak struggle against him, there it is, the fight against Nick's manhandling. It excited Nick, feeling that body respond to him, but fighting against him taking over. This is how it had always been, the Zak he knew well. Zak force his tongue into his own mouth, but it was short lived as he pushed that strong body onto the bed.

Nick reached forward and removed Zak's sleeping pants from his body, the only article of clothing on him, and took the time to admire what he had in front of him. Nick gave the other man a crooked grin as his eyes roamed up that body and met Zak's cocky little smirk. There. There, Zak knew Nick could never resist him.

"I was wondering what happened to you," Nick whispered as he removed his shirt and got on the bed. He straddled Zak's legs, making sure the rough denim of his pants rubbed lightly against sensitive skin. He felt the hitch in Zak's breath as he smoothed his hands over soft muscle.

"Nothing's happened," Zak said, his smirk never leaving as he tried to get up. He growled low in his throat when Nick shoved him back down and pushed most of his weight into Zak's shoulders.

"You sure about that?" Nick said as he leaned down. He gave light kisses to Zak's lips, hearing the man whine softly as he moved away whenever he felt nips at his own.

Zak's hands went to Nick's hips as he tried to deepen the kiss, but Nick just chuckled and leaned away, "You're playing, Nick..."

"And you're insecure."

Nick saw the furrow in Zak's eyebrows as Nick got off of him and stood at the side of the bed. Zak followed, and grabbed fast at Nick's hips, making sure he wouldn't leave him. His legs made it down off the bed, spread, so Nick could stand between them, "No, I'm not."

"You are," Nick said confidently. He felt hands unbottoning his pants and he let Zak remove the clothes from his his legs.

"I'm not."

"You don't think I'm yours." Nick stopped Zak's hands from reaching his cock and he pushed Zak back lightly, "You don't think I love you."

Zak's breath hitched and his eyes went up to stare into Nick's. Nick could see it, he found what's been bothering Zak.

"You think I'd drop you the moment you do something I don't like."

Zak shook his head, but Nick knew better.

"Lay down at the center of the bed."

Zak did as he was told and Nick had to study the body language first before proceeding. Was he doing the right thing? He was pretty sure he was... there was no expectation, acceptance was minimal. The resistance was there, as if he was going to deny everything he was going to hear. That's what Nick needed - he needed this in order to have Zak believe him, to yield perfectly for him.

Nick got on the bed again and his hands went to Zak's thighs, pushing them apart. Zak's hands went down to shove Nick away from him, a "what the fuck," at the tip of his tongue, but Nick sealed their lips together and those legs were braught apart enough for Nick to lay between.

"You're wrong, you know..." Nick whispered against swollen lips. Zak's eyes shut, expecting the worst, expecting to hear that Nick didn't want him anymore. Nick moved down that strong body, kissing his way down a trembling chest. Zak was hard against his stomach and Nick reached for it, wrapping his fingers around Zak's cock and stroking lightly.

"You could want to kill me, and I'd still love you."

"Nick..."

"It's true," Nick felt the fluttering heart beat under his lips before kissing his way to a pert nipple. He felt hands in his hair as he sucked it into his mouth and moaned, knowing the light vibration would drive Zak crazy. He felt Zak's hips twitch strongly against his stomach and he smiled, "I'd probably deserve it. I'd still love you."

"No more..." Zak whimpered, "Just... shut up."

"No, you need to hear it." Nick said against Zak's neck as he reached for the bedside table. He grabbed the lube and uncapped it, spreading it on his fingers, "I haven't been taking care of you."

Zak gasped as a finger breached him, "You have been," Zak denied.

Nick shook his head, "Yesterday afternoon... I let you control me. I did as you told me when I knew I should've gotten through to you first."

Nick pushed in a second, feeling that body resist before accepting. He landed a kiss to Zak's lips, feeling the other man sob, more than hearing him, "You submit to me knowing that you could find a break with me, knowing that I got you."

Nick pulled his hand away, that should be enough. Zak shouldn't need as much preperation as this afternoon. He wiped the rest of the lube on the bedsheets, he wanted Zak to feel him - to still feel it when he wakes up. He used that hand to prop himself up, and his now free hand to push the hair that clung to the side of Zak's face away, "You didn't get that from me that time, and I'm sorry."

Nick got on his knees as he held Zak's hip with one hand, the other going to his own cock to slide home. Zak's chest arch towards him, Nick's fingertips brushing over the curve that became more apparent in Zak's lower back. He was breathing deeply, stretched open a little too quickly. Zak felt vulnerable and it was shaking him to the core.

A leg wrapped around Nick's hip and arms went to his shoulders. Zak's blue eyes flashed in the light of the hotel room, "Harder," he ground out.

"No."

Those hips bucked under Nick, catching Nick off guard and causing him to groan. He grabbed the leg wrapped around him and pushed Zak further into the bed.

"I said no, Zak."

Zak was stronger than him, Nick was not blind. The other male could probably kick him out of the bed if Nick's not careful. But it was about Zak breaking under him- to make him feel vulnerable, then have him know that Nick wouldn't throw him away afterwards. He's probably been feeling it the whole week, Nick mused, and Nick had forgotten to bring him back.

Nick could feel it in Zak's body, can see it on his face. Zak panted as Nick fucked slowly into him and the demands were dying on his lips. Zak didn't need to prove anything to Nick, didn't need to keep the other man with words, or cage Nick under him. Nick was his.

"That's right, baby. I've got you," Nick noticed the change in blue eyes, Zak understood, "I'm yours." Whenever I can be.