Nail Polish Lust

It was ten in the morning when Trevor found himself standing in front of Dan\'s door, resisting the urge to pick at the peeling gray paint. Instead he knocked, frowning when no one answered immediately. Sighing, he let his hand drop; maybe he was too early. He could always get back in the cab and go hang out somewhere a few hours before coming back.

With that in mind he turned around, but the cab was already gone. He could always call another…. His hand was actually on his cellphone before he got a hold of himself. Dan told him to come, he had never said what time, but if it was too early then it was _Dan\'s_ fault. Besides, ten wasn\'t unreasonable, normal people were up by now. He carefully didn\'t acknowledge the fact that if he hadn\'t been looking forward to coming here he likely would have slept in until two.

Mouth set he turned back to the door and banged on it hard enough paint chips flaked off, fluttering to the already chip-laden cement. There were muffled noises from the other side, Trevor leaned closer, not quite able to make out much beyond a blur of sound. It sounded like laughter and a threatening growl, quickly becoming clearer.

Frowning Trevor stepped back as the door started rattling, the lock snicking, then the door was thrown open, banging against the wall. A wild grinning boy was facing him framed in the doorway, holding a glass, water sloshing over the rim. It had to be Dan\'s nephew, he had the same blue eyes, that were at the moment filled to the brim with curiosity and mischief.

\"Hi! Are you Trevor?\"

Behind the boy he could see Dan leaning against the wall laughing and gasping for breath, watching him with a decidedly evil twinkle in his pale eyes.

With a feeling of foreboding Trevor nodded, and before he could react the water the kid was holding was thrown into his face, then the devil was running back into the apartment laughing. He stared after him dumbfounded, wiping the water out of his eyes, wondering if his eyeliner was waterproof, mentally thanking whoever that he\'d set the PS2 aside before knocking. For a moment he wondered if Dan was going to have a heart attack laughing as hard as he was.

Growling under his breath he grabbed his bag and stepped into chaos, the living room floor had water puddles here and there, water was dripping down the walls, and Dan himself was soaked to the skin. Now that he thought about it the boy had been too.

The boy was in the kitchen clutching the sink sprayer, obviously waiting for him to try to exact his revenge. Dan grabbed his arm and shoved a second glass into his hand, \"Get the little bastard, he\'s been running me ragged all morning.\" Dan\'s hair was a dark red when wet and now that the water had ruined the careful spikes he always put it in, his hair fell into his sparkling blue eyes.

Trevor grinned, \"What\'s his name?\"

Dan hazarded a glance at the kid, \"Nate.\"

Trevor looked back at Nate, then leaned in to whisper into Dan\'s ear, \"If he wasn\'t here I\'d be on my knees. You look delicious.\" Daring, he rested a hand briefly on Dan\'s stomach, rubbing for a few seconds before pulling away, satisfied with the frustrated heat that reflected in normally cool blue eyes.

\"I\'m going to get you for that you little brat!\"

Nate laughed and waved the sprayer at him, \"Just try it!\"

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Nate had taken over the bathroom to change and shower for some unknown reason after they had all suffered through drying the water off of everything. That left Dan and Trevor in the bedroom rummaging for something that Trev could wear.

\"If I had known you two were trying to flood out the apartment I would have left off the eyeliner.\" He ruefully swiped the back of his hand across his eye, glaring at the black smear staining his skin before he gave up on it. It was much more interesting to admire the way wet slacks clung to the curve of Dan\'s ass anyway.

Dan\'s voice was muffled as he dug through his closet, \"Oh please, you enjoyed every second.\"

Trev chuckled and glanced at the door which was still firmly shut with no tell tale noises to hint that the nephew might be out of the bathroom yet. \"Yeah it was fun. I loved watching you slip around on the floor soaking wet.\" With an impish grin he sidled up behind Dan, resting his hands on the older man\'s hips, pressing himself against that sweet ass teasingly.

The warm body pressed against him froze; then Dan pushed back against him.

Trevor chuckled, taking advantage of his lover\'s willingness enough to start rubbing his cock against Dan, the friction of two plus layers of clothing just good enough to tease. His voice was husky when he spoke, \"We need to get you out of those wet things.\"

Dan turned his head, frowning, \"We can\'t do anything. I mean it Kid.\"

\"I know, I was just teasing you.\" He laughed softly and stopped moving, just held himself against Dan, \"Seriously, you do need to get out of the clothes, you\'re leaving puddles everywhere.\" His hands slid around to busy themselves with the task of unbuttoning the wrinkled gray dress shirt Dan was wearing. If he happened to brush his fingers over smooth skin after every fourth button well…his hand slipped.

And he was allowed; at least until his hand started slipping under Dan\'s belt as he tried to unfasten his slacks.

\"Trevor.\" Dan\'s voice was flat, warning him off.

\"Alright alright.\" He heaved a melodramatic sigh, but quit pushing it and unfastened Dan\'s slacks with neutral efficiency, shoving them and his boxers down so Dan could step out of them while he dragged the shirt off. \"There. Naked. Now find me something to wear.\"

Dan kicked the clothes into a soaked pile off to the side and dove back into the chaos he called a closet. Trevor manfully looked elsewhere while he got undressed, knowing full well that the sight of Dan\'s naked body would make him ruin the unspoken promise he had just made.

\"What are you looking for so hard anyway? Just hand me one of your shirts.\" He wandered over to the bed, stretching out on it, part of him wishing they were going to use it.

\"You left some clothes here, I remember washing them. I don\'t know where I put them though.\"

Trevor let his fingers play over his ribs, \"I want something of yours.\" The sound of rummaging in the closet went quiet, and he could feel Dan\'s eyes on him but all the other man said was, \"Oh.\" Trevor\'s hand slid down over his stomach.

\"Fine, something of mine. Let me see if I have something that isn\'t going to fall off your bony body.\"

He sat up to indignantly stare at Dan\'s back, \"I\'m not bony! I\'m _lean_ and _wiry_. Lardass.\"

Dan\'s shoulders shook with laughter, \"Whatever you say Bony. Here, try this on, if it falls off you\'re wearing your own clothes. And make sure it does fit, we\'re going to the park and while I really don\'t mind watching your pants fall down I don\'t want you traumatizing small children.\"

\"Park? I thought you were afraid someone might see us?\" For the moment he ignored the playful insults to get to the heart of the matter.

Dan tossed the clothes to him, \"Yeah well, the park isn\'t all that close to work and….\" Broad shoulders lifted in a deceptively unconcerned shrug, \"Nate wants to go and I want to spend a little time with you. So I\'ll risk it.\"

Trevor stood, dressing without really noticing what he was putting on beyond the fact that it did fit if a bit loose; he\'d need his belt. There was more to this than Dan was saying, so much more, but he wasn\'t sure he wanted to find out what it was. It would ruin the careful pretense that this was only about sex if he delved to deep. So he didn\'t. He just took it at face value and moved on.

\"So how do I look? I\'ll put a belt on in a minute so the children\'s virgin eyes will be saved.\" He waited for Dan to finish dragging on his jeans to do a little model twirl; liking the way Dan\'s eyes followed him hungrily. Grinning, he looked down at himself, he didn\'t have anything special on, Dan had given him a worn-soft wife-beater and khaki pants that were sagging low on his hips, threatening to fall off.

\"Yeah. That\'s perfect.\" Dan stepped closer, not bothering to fasten his jeans; Trevor could see pale skin where the knees had been worn through.

For a moment he thought the other man was going to pull him close for a kiss, but instead Dan just rubbed at one of his eyes, no doubt smudging off the remaining eyeliner. \"Hey, c\'mon stop. I\'ll fix it in a little while.\" He ducked his head to get away from the unpleasant scrubbing, but found himself dragged back up, Dan\'s hand suddenly an unbreakable vise on the back of his head, pulling him into a deep wet kiss.

There was something different in that kiss; there was something different with Dan. Or maybe it wasn\'t Dan but the both of them, as if what they had together had changed. Trevor had been aware that they were moving beyond sex for a while now, a slow progression that had snuck up on both of them. And today it felt as if it had clicked into place. One day it was all about sex. Today. Click. It was more.

And it was very obvious now that he had realized there had been a change. Because he wanted Dan right now, wanted to drag him to bed and fool around but he didn\'t _need_ it like he used to. He was content with the slick slide of lips and tongue and the promise of more later. With anyone else it wouldn\'t have been enough, he would have left or demanded more or….

With anyone else he wouldn\'t be invited over while family was there.

It made him feel panicked and ecstatic at the same time. He didn\'t want to lose this.

The bathroom door banged open, and Dan let him go, a rueful smile on his face, \"When he leaves we\'ll finish that.\"

Trevor nodded, trying to get his breathing back under control, trying to calm his suddenly frayed nerves, \"Yeah um. Get dressed, I\'ll go keep Nate entertained.\"

Dan nodded and turned away, leaving Trevor wondering how the other man could be so oblivious to this when he felt like everything he knew had been destroyed and rebuilt shakier than before in the span of the last few seconds.


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Next Part: Hopefully it will be Dan and the boys at the park. I have a vague idea that Dan and Trevor might get caught by someone Dan works with. We\'ll see if that\'s actually what happens *G*

Comments: Just to let everyone know, if you\'re having as much trouble getting anything to load with AFF.net this story is also at fictionpress.com, so you can jump over there to read if you need to.

Before anyone complains about the length of this story, let me tell you what I\'m going to try to do. I know it\'s half the size of the other chapters, that\'s intentional. I\'m going to attempt to start posting more often by writing less. Hopefully this way you\'ll see updates regularly. I don\'t know. We\'ll see how it goes.

Thanks as always to my beta readers, SlaveJ15, Llupinsnape & Sharon Tang, without which this story would never have made it this far.

Feedback:

Rose_red: Thank you for reading, I do try my best to make the characters their own unique selves and give them minds of their own.

Thanks *G* I think my real problem isn\'t so much finding facts and tidbits about serial killers, I think it\'s going to be actually writing one. I tend to sink into my characters to some level to write them as their own people and…I\'m not sure I want to do that with some madman running around torturing and killing my other characters.

But I do think that will help when I get around to writing that part. I never thought about looking on the web for that kind of information, I always went to books.

Yami990- *G* It\'s your lucky day then, I actually updated before six months passed *gasp* No joking, thanks for reading!

Warconq- LOL, um…yeah I\'m happy, it\'s horrible yet flattering that I made you late for work *G* I can\'t say myself who Trevor will end up with in the end. I wanted him to be with Dan since I began the story, but Luke is growing on me (in a fungal way that\'s cute and creepy at the same time). Thanks for reading *beams*

Nakht: lol I\'m glad you\'re happy! I\'ven inn incredibly busy, summer break should mean things slow down! Silly me thinking that. Anyway I\'m back with a short update, its something at least.

Meg: Thanks I\'m glad you liked the update! Hmm a pet name. Somehow I don\'t see Trevor handling that well. He\'s very much against pet names, it\'s Trev or Trevor and that\'s it. Although I do see Luke being an ass and trying anyway..*chuckles* I may have to play with that when I write Trev going over to Luke\'s. *loves on the virtual cookies* Thank you! Patience is a good thing, though I\'m trying hard not to push it *G*

Wow you found it cool to see your name, most of the time people get creeped out and nag me to change it *G* And no I\'m afraid I\'m not going to write the serial killer until after I finish this story, I plan to go back and edit in serial killer parts. That should be interesting. Meg\'s hubby is just your run of the mill scary-wife beating-husband type. And yes Meg deserves much better *G*