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Summary:

Nick can’t find his boxers. I wonder where they are!!

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Nick entered the bedroom one Saturday morning, a perplexed look on his face.

“You ok honey?”, his husband Charlie asked from behind the book he was reading in bed.

“I could have sworn I bought a five pack of boxers but the packet’s gone. I don’t remember picking out the last one and putting it in the bin”.

“Must have only been a pack of 4 and you did it subconsciously”, Charlie said helpfully.

“Yeah, maybe”, Nick didn’t look convinced.

Charlie lowered his book. Nick was freshly out of the shower, walking around the bedroom in just a towel, loosely draped around his lower half.

It had the desired effect on Charlie who felt himself hardening.

“Why are you getting dressed anyway? It’s Saturday. Come back to bed!”, Charlie wiggled his eyebrows in what he hoped was a sultry way. But the result was more comedic.

Nick laughed.

“I was going to do a few bits around the town. You stay there though. You look cosy”.

“I’d be cosier if you were here!”, Charlie patted the bed beside him.

Nick looked at Charlie who bit his lip slowly. He knew what he was doing!

Nick dropped the towel and crawled on top of Charlie.

They started making out, slowly, relishing the feel of each other.

Nick moved his lips down to Charlie’s neck. Kissing, licking, sucking, biting. He took an earlobe into his mouth.

“Let me suck you off”, he whispered into Charlie’s ear.

“Yes please”, Charlie nodded enthusiastically.

Nick reached for the duvet covering Charlie.

Charlie froze.

Nick noticed and pulled back.

“You ok baby”.

“Yeah, just….changed my mind. Sorry. Not in the mood. You get dressed and go do your jobs. I’ll make us a nice brunch for when you come back”, Charlie picked up his book again.

Nick narrowed his eyes.

“I call bullshit!”

“What?”, Charlie asked innocently, pretending to read.

“I know you Nelson-Spring. You don’t just change your mind about a blow job. Never have”.

“First time for everything!”, Charlie said smartly.

“What don’t you want me to see?”

Damn, Charlie thought. How does he know me so well?!

“Nothing”, Charlie said but then made the mistake of pulling the duvet tighter around him.

“You’re hiding something!”, Nick burst out as he used all of his strength to pull the bedclothes off Charlie.

Charlie had no choice but to let it happen.

“Charlie!”, Nick exclaimed, “you’re wearing my new boxers!!”.

Charlie reddened.

“They’re so comfy Nick. I only took one pair!”

Nick tutted but there was a smile on his face.

“That’s why you didn’t get into bed until really late last night!”, it was all coming together for Nick, “you didn’t want me to see you in them! You waited until I was nearly asleep!”

Charlie laughed, “It took you ages to get ready and settle down, I was exhausted!”

Nick chuckled and patted Charlie’s cheek gently.

“You’re a menace!”

“Your menace?”, Charlie asked cheekily.

“My menace”, Nick confirmed as he leaned in for a kiss.

When the kiss ended, Charlie trailed his hands across Nick’s shoulders.

“So, is the blowjob still on the table?”

Nick answered by putting his hands in the waistband of Charlie’s (HIS!) boxers and lowering them slowly.

Chapter 2: Revenge

Summary:

Nick gets revenge!

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"Oh my god Dad what are you wearing?!" 8 year old Lucy exclaimed from her place at the kitchen table. She started to giggle uncontrollably.

It was Saturday. Charlie was making breakfast. He looked around. He wasn't prepared for what he saw.

His husband was wearing his clothes! And they did not fit!

Nick was wearing a favourite T-shirt of Charlie's. But it was more like a crop top on him, stopping at his midriff. He was also wearing a pair of Charlie's jeans. But he had obviously had issues getting them on as they were unbuttoned and not quite covering his bum. Thankfully he was wearing boxers underneath.

Charlie's mouth fell open at the sight.

Lucy was still laughing. Nick ruffled her hair as he passed and sat at the table next to her, pouring himself a glass of juice.

"Well Lucy, every day for the last month Papa has worn my casual clothes in the evenings and at weekends. And then once he’s done with them, they seem to just disappear into thin air. I was looking for something to wear this morning and all I found in my wardrobe was work clothes, gym gear and my rugby kit. So I’m giving Papa a taste of his own medicine for once".

Charlie looked down at himself. Yep, everything he was currently wearing, right down to his underwear and socks, was Nick's. He smirked as he approached the table.

"I look good in your clothes! And they're so comfortable. You look ridiculous!"

"You’ve given me no other option. So, are you ready for our day at the zoo Luce?"

"You are not going outside the door like that!", Charlie was aghast at the thought.

"I have no other clothes Charlie", Nick had cocked his head to the side and was using his 'I'm explaining something to a five year old' voice.

"Fine!", Charlie left the room.

Nick winked at Lucy and followed him. Walking up the stairs was a struggle in the very tight trousers.

He entered the bedroom to find Charlie at his wardrobe going through Nick's hoodies and joggers.

"That's where all of my clothes went!", Nick said sarcastically.

Charlie rolled his eyes.

He handed Nick a few sweatshirts, a pair of jeans, as well as a couple of tshirts, joggers and hoodies.

"Here, you can have these!", he said begrudgingly.

"Very kind of you, considering they're MY clothes".

Charlie blushed.

"There's loads more in there Charlie. Do you even buy your own clothes anymore!"

"Why would I, when I have a free shop in my own house", Charlie was getting flirty and cheeky now.

"Is this all I'm getting?" Nick looked at the tiny pile.

"The rest still smell like you. You can have them back when they don't".

Nick melted. He could never resist when Charlie said that.

Charlie knew all was forgiven when he was pulled into Nick's chest and they shared a kiss.

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