Rating: M
Pairing: NAKRON
Summary: Zak does a lot of round about things to keep Nick and Aaron safe. He takes the front so he's the first thing the ghosts see. He taunts the hardest so the ghosts concentrate on him. Zak doesn't like it when spirits come out to bully his partners, so he takes it upon himself when they're not seperated. But this time he may of taken it too far and the recent possession just might follow Zak home.

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They left Veronique and the child not to long afterwards, promising her that they'll find Nick, that they got it under control. After all Nick couldn't of gone far, and Roni trusts them to know where to look more than anyone. The white lie stings in Zak's mouth. They weren't going after Nick.

They waited instead. Zak and Aaron went home, both huddled in the backyard patio, keeping warm next to the fire pit sitting where the coffee table used to be. Its getting late, almost morning actually, and the fires are dying down into the coals, but Zak doesn't want to leave just yet.

"We should go to bed." Aaron murmurs finally. He takes a look at the watch on his wrist and pulls Zak in. The heavy weight rests upon his chest, the spiky hair tucking in under his chin. He takes these moments he's allowed to take care of Zak seriously, and right now the raven could use some sleep.

Zak shakes his head once. "Dude, not without Nick. Where can he be? He won't go to Veronique. Where is he staying?" He's been wondering this for hours already, taking each place Nick could be hiding into account. Vegas was by no means tiny- bars, clubs, casinos are open from night to morning and Nick had no problem paying for a hotel room. He can't be alone now.

"We have to find him."

Aaron drags him back into the seat just as Zak stands. "And where will we start?" he asks dryly, "You know I'm all on for taking a nightly walk around town, but its late. And Nick could come home any second. You wanna still be here when he comes back don't you?"

"Yes. Of course."

"Then we stay."

Zak groans in annoyance and sinks against Aaron's side. "I don't want to go upstairs." He grumbles.

"Then we'll sleep right here." The older man concedes and he rubs up and down Zak's shoulder. He throws his feet up right on the fire pit's edge, the embers just warming his feet. The other man manages to curl around him, arm thrown over his hips. Zak's body is distorted in his sitting position, but he finds no trouble falling asleep to Aaron's breathing and the bubbling of his waterfall.

When Zak wakes its gradual, and the shades are pulled down around him to keep the sun from bothering his sleep. Its just a little chilly this morning and his skin is pimpled from the wind blowing in and the absence of the warmth that stayed with him all night. He blinks confusedly at his blurred surroundings, wondering where Aaron had gone, and fumbles around for his glasses.

Better. He stretches once his thick, black rims sits on his nose and pulls his arms up over his head. He hears talking from the kitchen. "Aaron?"

The older man doesn't answer him so he eventually gets up from the couch and rearranges his clothes as he walks back inside. Aaron's on his phone, talking in a muted tone as he scopes out the fridge.

"Come home." Zak hears Aaron demands in that hushed way and turns around with a couple of fruits in his hand. He smiles at Zak when he sees him and hands him the orange. "We're worried, G. Where you been?"

Zak starts to peel as Aaron takes the apples to the sink. Shouldering the phone, he continues to talk while he washes and later slices, "We've been waitin' up. You come home."

"Tell him I'm sorry," Zak quips quietly as the plate was placed in front of him on the kitchen table. Aaron goes for the milk and comes back with it and cereal. Aaron repeats the message and then gives Zak a half smile.

"He says he's sorry too, boo." He gets the bowls. "You come home, I'm too tired for this."

Zak starts to wonder what's going on, but he listens as well as he can as he pours for the both of them. He doesn't start to eat and simply sits with his arms crossed until Aaron ends the call and sets the phone down.

"Eat."

"Shit, Aaron. Tell me what's happening."

Aaron chuckles tiredly and shakes his head, "Later. Right now its breakfast time. I got up extra early for this, man."

"You could of at least made bacon." Zak jokes.

The other laughs and starts to eat. "Shut up. At most I can make coffee at this time. At least I got us some food." He snorts at the small pout Zak gives him, and he nearly gets up to get that frying pan, but Zak snickers into his bowl and eat what's in front of him with a playful smile taking the corners of his lips.

"Bitch."

Aaron nearly spits out his cereal and answers laughingly, "Says the diva."

Its coming around lunch time that Nick comes home and Zak is sitting alone in the living room newly showered. Tired eyes meet his, but there's something different about them, stronger, accepting. He gives Zak a half-hearted smile. "Hey."

"Hey." Zak answers quickly and gets up. He's still dripping water from his head, still shirtless and skin cold from the water, but he takes the other man into his arms and breaths him in. Nick smells like sweet tobacco and alcohol, the stench of casino still on his clothes, but he's happy the younger man came home so soon. "You exploded on me, man."

"That's what she said." Nick shoots and Zak huffs amusedly in his neck, pulling away. Nick drops his eyes and bites his lower lip before saying, "I get it. I see why you didn't say anything before. I would of done the same thing." He lets fingers play along Zak's lower back. "Would of kept my mouth shut too if it meant you and Aaron wouldn't worry."

"It was still stupid. You still got hurt." Zak mutters and takes Nick deeper into his home, shoving him into the couch. The circles are under Nick's eyes again and Zak wonders if he slept at all. "Its not too late for an afternoon nap..."

"And be awake all night? No thank you. Where's Aaron?"

Zak pushes back his hair and shakes the excess water at Nick who made a face. "Where you think."

"Shower." Nick grunts lets his head fall back. "I need one too."

"Is that all you need?" Zak asks, voice slow and low, and Nick knows that tone. The corners of Nick's lip turn up and he reaches out blindly for Zak, who puts his hand in his, and pulls him closer. The older man gets on Nick's lap, towering over the younger man who still has head turned upward. There is a flash of tongue that Zak watches like a hawk as Nick watches him with slitted dark eyes.

"I missed you." Nick murmurs.

Zak knows what he means but he still says, "You were gone the night." He bites off a smile when the other rolls his eyes at him.

"Shut up." Nick groused and brings his arms up so he could play with the wet strands around Zak's neck. "More than that. Before then. I barely remember..."

"Is it like that?" Zak asks seriously and finally settles himself on Nick's thighs since Nick won't let him leave his lap, not when he's looking at him like this. "You forget?"

"Now I do. I mean, I remember. But that wasn't me. It feels like..." he shrugs and his breath hitches slightly when Zak leans down, nose brushing against his cheek as the older man finally gives in and leaves butterfly kisses on the corner of his lips and chin. "Out of body experience."

"So you know that wasn't you."

"That wasn't me."

Zak gives him an honest smile and presses his lips against Nick's, moving them slow and gentle. The hands at the base of his neck thread into his hair, pulling him down, but he breaks the kiss before things get too heated. "You pieced this together yourself?"

"Accepted, more like. You've been telling me that since I got out of it." Nick grumbles and tries to pull him down again, but Zak fights. He whines, "Please?"

Zak snorts fondly and finally relents. He doesn't get why Nick suddenly feels more comfortable with touching him again, but he'll take what he could get. He leans in and Nick opens his mouth for him, accepts his curious tongue. The fingers in his hair tighten and Zak groans. The raven hears footsteps coming their direction and he smirks against Nick's desperate, moving lips and grinds against him just right to get the younger man to gasp. He hears Aaron grumble.

"We haven't done anything more than cuddle in a month and we're leaving me out?" Aaron complains teasingly from the stairs. Nick pulls away, panting as he peers over Zak's shoulder while the other mouths down his neck, licking skin that tastes of sweat and something else he has been missing. Zak molds his body against Nick and he doesn't miss the way the younger man's chest jump as he inhales sharply.

"Just get here." Nick pants, and he's back to demanding things despite being completely pliant under the raven haired male. One hand drags down the curve of Zak's back in that tempting way, notices the way Aaron's eyes darken as they pass the two small dimples at the dip. "Wouldn't mind you here too, G."

"Yeah, yeah. Nice to know." Aaron snickers and comes near, pulling his shirt off as he walks. Knee on the outside of their legs, he catches the hand that slaps him in the chest, massaging the knuckles, and leans over them both. Nick pulls his hand away only to run his fingers back on Aaron's chest, feels the soft, sparse hair against his fingers- and they really should move this to the bed.
But then Zak moans against him, breathy and warm from where they are leaving marks on his neck and shoulders, his dick is hard in his sweats that is pressing into his stomach- and hell, if Nick wasn't hard and wanting too. He lifts his hips into Zak, grinds into the toughness of his own jeans and the junction between Zak's legs. He misses this weight on him, misses them both, and he's both glad and upset when Zak crawls off of him so Nick could crash Aaron against him and ravage his mouth.

Aaron doesn't fall onto Nick like Zak does. He sits next to him instead, pulls Nick up from the back of the couch, hand rough on his hip. Zak bites his lip, watching with bated breath as they kiss with a clash of teeth and tongue. He snaps out of it to climb out of his his pants and boxers, cock already pulled up to his belly in his arousal. He catches the way Nick's eye flashes over to him and sharpen. He moves away before Nick gets grabby.

"We gotta move this somewhere else..."

"Hell no." Nick says around Aaron's mouth. Aaron makes a face and pulls away so he could get Nick out of his shirt and the younger man doesn't fight him as he glares at Zak like it'll get him closer, "Right here, Zak." The raven gives him a silent stare and finally sighs.

"Fine. I'll be right back." He walks off, takes two steps at a time up the stairs and could feel Nick's eyes on him as he disappears from their sight. When he gets back, Aaron has Nick down to his boxers, the material hanging off his hips as he lays horizontal along the couch, Aaron hovering over him.

"Come here." Nick growls over to him and Zak shivers at the tone. He tosses the tube somewhere where they won't lose it and his eyes widen in surprise as Nick grabs him by the hip and pulls his cock down to lick at the crown. Aaron grins from where he is straddling Nick's legs, the younger man's cock in his hand, and watches the way Nick's tongue curl around the reddened head of Zak's cock before just as red lips wrap around the tip. He darts his eyes back up at Zak.

"How you wanna do this, boo?"

"Hmm?" Zak hums distractedly as he languidly pushes between Nick's lips. He doesn't know where to rest his hands, so they scramble before one goes to Nick's shoulder, the other to scratch gently down Nick's scalp. Nick moans and Zak's eyes flutter shut and sucks his bottom lip between his teeth. "Um-hmm.. I don't know. What?"

Nick laughs around him and Zak releases another whimpering moan. He pulls off and stokes the spit-slick cock in his hand. "I'll decide for you then. Get on the end of that." He nods towards the tent in Aaron's sweats and really the first thing that came to mind is why is Aaron still dressed.

Aaron snorts at Nick's choice of words and grabs the lube. "I got a better idea." He manages to pull Nick's boxers from under him and off his legs, throwing them over his shoulder. Slicking the hard shaft in front of him, he says, "Ride him. How long's it been?"

"Fuck, Aaron." Nick hisses and tenses. His hips jolt upward as Aaron massages right at the base of his dick with his thumb. "Not yet, not ready."

"G, you're not gonna hurt him with him on top of you." Aaron tells him and grins up at Zak. Zak still sucks on his lip and nods, grabs the tube to wet his fingers and swipes them on his hole before getting in front of Aaron on Nick's lap. "Not without stretching, boo."

"Definitely not without that." Nick agrees, but he is obviously impatient now that Aaron has let go of his arousal. He fits his hands around Zak's slender hips, holds onto him because if Zak moves he's going to fuck him. He waits- forces himself to wait, and it feels so good to have this control again.

Zak gasps at the first digit that enters him and looks over his shoulder at Aaron, who leans down and kisses the back of his shoulder. Zak lets himself fall forward in offering, forehead pressed onto Nick's chest as he arches into Aaron's fingers, gets used to having something in him again. The stretch stings and he grits to teeth. "Another."

"Shush." Nick quiets and brings a hand between them to stroke Zak in a light grip. Its a good distraction and Zak mewls at the battling sensations. "No rush."

"That comin' out of your mouth?"

Nick laughs, "Yeah." He knows when Aaron adds a second when Zak twitches forward and holds his breath, "Sh..."

"S'good." Zak breathes and he pushes back against Aaron's hand. He could take it, wants it even, and growls low when the older starts scissoring his fingers. Aaron murmurs to him to relax, keeps that same, grumbling tone of voice that makes his heart flutter and warms him from the inside all through the prep. He loosens him enough to slide in a third and Zak's back curves unimaginably so, nearly tips over as his leg falls from the couch when he spreads his thighs wider.

"Careful." Aaron husks and Zak doesn't care any more, shoves back onto the retreating fingers and back into the hand circling his cock. They slip out eventually and Aaron sits back. He fists himself with the remaining lube and watches as Zak grapples for Nick's erection and slides him in like he's hungry for it. "Jesus. Zak."

Nick would of answered with something similar if he wasn't so busy catching his breath. His fingers twitch from where they are on Zak's thigh, scared to scratch him because he's done that too much already. Zak settles his hands on Nick's stomach and holds him down, gets used to the girth he's accommodating. "Too fast-" Nick stutters.

"'ts good though... fuck," Zak whimpers and forces himself to relax. Nick settles in balls deep and he fills him up so good, but the burn stops him from moving just yet. He grabs one of Nick's hands and puts it on his chest, wants the younger man to touch like he knows him, rather than seek his permission, and nearly cries his relief when the younger man confidently feels his shoulders to the muscles on his chest.

Zak groans and its much too good when Nick wets his thumb with spit and rolls it on one of his nipples. He drops his head and squeezes around Nick, pulling a gasp from the other and a demand, "Fuck- ride, Zak."

Zak's eyes flashes over to him, just black in a ring of ice blue, and he he rolls his hips just so, enough to have Nick quiver and to grab onto his hips in a steel like grip. The hard dick between them bobs as Zak sets a rhythm, quick, short bounces on his lap, keeping him in deep right up against his prostate. The way Zak molds around him, how his hot, tight walls clench and pulls at him has Nick breathless and he fears cumming to soon because its been so long, and he doesn't remember the last time he got lost in the feel of the other man rather than the need to dominate and relishing in the sight of Zak frightened and trying to escape- No, that doesn't work for him, but this does and Nick has to shut his eyes because Zak's body is glistening with sweat and his face is pure rapture, his cock a leaking mess without even a hand on it and fuck-

He shoots his load, his hips twitching with each spurt of hot cum he leaves within the older man and Zak rides it out, even though Nick knows he's going to be complaining about it all the way to the shower. Nick wants to apologize for it being too soon, but Zak leans down and kisses him, rubs his angry-red erection between their stomachs and moans into his mouth like it didn't matter. Then he remembers Aaron's right there, fucking ready for Zak so they can finish. Nick swipes his tongue within Zak's mouth once before pushing him away.

"You okay?" Zak pants and his fingers flutter along Nick's face to wipe the sweat from his brow. Nick would of rolled his eyes at the tenderness if he didn't feel this overwhelmed. He remembers being angry at the thought of Zak going to Aaron, but now that's all he really wants to see. He nods and lets go of Zak's hips, can forgive himself for the red finger marks he leaves, and traces his fingers down to where they were still connected. The older man sighs but he does move off his lap, Nick smiling at the discontent on Zak's face when they part.

"I wanna see." Nick murmurs and Zak smiles again and looks over at Aaron who sits at the other end of the couch, waiting patiently. He looks ready to blow, just like Zak does. Nick chuckles and sits with his feet on the floor once the other has gone of his lap. "Enjoyed that?"

"A little too much, man." Aaron laughs and grunts as Zak falls against him, legs tangling and spreading out along the couch. They're really too big to be on it like this, but it looks like Nick isn't annoyed when he's jousted by Zak's kicking feet and perches himself on the arm where he can get a good enough view for this.

Zak looks at Aaron questioningly but Aaron shakes his head, mutters, "Like this," and cups his hands on Zak's ass, dragging him forward onto his dick, rubbing their erections side by side between their bodies. He has a leg thrown over the younger man, keeping him close, the other threaded between Zak's, their hips slotting together until its perfect.

Nick watches silently, no where near that blind jealousy, but he does envy the way they move together, slow and sensual like they got all the time in the world. There is a kindling of arousal just under the surface, but Nick ignores it to watch the expression on Aaron's face change and how Zak manages to curl into Aaron's chest and fit against him like he's smaller than he really is. Their hips move faster and Zak finally gives in, reaches between their bodies to hold their cocks together and stroke.

"Wanna cum," Zak whines and Nick moves his gaze to Aaron who flutters his eyes open and nods. One of Aaron's hands leave from where they are pressed into the flesh of Zak's ass, fingers glistening with the shine of cum and lube and it disappears between their bodies. Nick is sure he's stroking them both off, damn sure of it when Zak writhes and loses control, when both hands shoot up to Aaron's shoulders and he tenses with his release. A string of whimpers and moans leave Zak's lips and soon Aaron could be heard gasping, his free arm is wrapped so tightly around Zak it looks like he is trying to pull him into his body. They're gorgeous when they're together and Nick wonders how a demon could even convince him otherwise.

Zak's head lolls sleepily onto Aaron's shoulder and Aaron shakes him just slightly as he says through his breathing, "No naps. You'll be up all night."

"You're always up all night." Zak argues, but he does sit up and he makes a face at the mess between their stomachs. He takes a look at Nick to see if he's okay and Nick just raises an eyebrow and shrugs. Zak grins. Nick puts an arm out.

"Don't come at me, you're a mess."

"You love our mess." And Zak tries to get on him, but Aaron still pretty much has his arms wrapped around the other's middle and pulls him back against his chest. Zak makes a surprised noise as even more stickiness is pressed along his back.

"You need the shower?" Aaron throws over at Nick and Nick snorts.

"Not as badly as you two." He's amused by how Zak squirms and pushes at Aaron's arms, only unsuccessful because Aaron is relentless and Zak doesn't often use his strength unless he's showing off. "I could actually use that nap."

"Now, G? You know you won't be able to sleep." Aaron counters and finally lets go of Zak, who huffs and pulls himself away from the other two men. They watch him stand and Zak pretends he does not feel the twinges in his bottom and thighs. He smiles up at Zak and grabs a shirt from off the floor, flinging it at the other man to wipe himself up.

Zak grumbles as he wipes up his stomach, "If I have to stay up, you have to stay up." Nick laughs. "Plus. I have to see the video." He doesn't miss the way the smile wipes off Nick's face.

"You mean, not the exorcism right?-"

"We have that too?"

"You just want the elevator." The younger man quickly counters and is pleading with him with his eyes.

Zak looks at the other with concern, his gaze exchanging between the two. "Why. Are you guys hiding something from me?"

"No. It was successful. Its just not important." Nick says. "I don't want you to have to see it- see me- like that."