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A Bear, A Boy and A Big Bad Wolf	By : BlueHarlequin Category: G through L > Grimm Views: 3419 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A Bear, a Boy and a Big Bad Wolf

Disclaimer: Nothing of Grimm belongs to me; I'm just borrowing it for my own entertainment. No copyright infringement intended.

Warnings: graphic sex between men. Don't like, don't read please. May contain spoilers up to the end of season one.

A/N: my beta is unreachable and I couldn't wait, please be kind. Updates are always posted in my profile. Feel free to PM me with comments.

Barry x Nick then Monroe x Nick

Chapter 5 – Cello Suite No. 5 in C Minor

When Nick emerged from the bedroom the next morning, Monroe was sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee. The older man shoved a bagel and cup of coffee at him as he sat down. "Eat. Then we need to talk." Nick looked at Monroe apprehensively as he ate. The Blutbad was looking out the window, but Nick could tell he was thinking and not enjoying the scenery. The detective knew he could no longer dodge the questions that had been festering in the back of Monroe's mind since that Saturday morning. He had said they would talk about it sooner or later. Deciding it was time to get on with it; the detective pushed his plate away and took a deep breath. Monroe turned to him, his expression calm, but Nick would see a bit of distress behind the wolf's brown eyes. "So when were you planning on telling me that you've never slept with men before? I mean, what happened exactly? Were you experimenting with that kid?"

Nick sighed, he wasn't even sure he knew the answers to those questions himself. "I don't know, part of me says never, another part knows that you were going to figure it out anyway. I was feeling pretty despondent and at the time I was pretty confused about my feelings for you; the whole never felt this way for a guy thing. And since there was no indication that you felt anything but friendship towards me, I felt a little lost. And having sex with Barry wasn't anything like that. I needed someone and he was there. I admit that I was pretty trashed." Monroe frowned and was about to say something, but Nick stopped him. "I know it was reckless and I wasn't in the right state of mind, but you know how I feel Monroe. For me Wesen aren't any different than anyone else. I knew he wasn't going to hurt me."

Nick watched as Monroe struggled not to yell at him. When it looked like he had gotten himself under control he ground out, "Yes, you and your instincts, well I guess then you can see why I thought what I did. It totally looked like you attacked each other. What did you actually think was going to happen? I mean we Wesen can get pretty intense, but we normally don't leave that many bites and bruises, even on casual bed partners."

Nick blushed. He had just wanted to feel something instead of the empty pit of despair that had been threatening to swallow him up. At that moment, in his inebriated state of mind, the warmth of another body, the pain of each other hands and mouths over each other and the excitement of something foreign had ignited a spark in the void surrounding his heart. He didn't regret his first time and in a way he was lucky that it had lead to his current circumstance. Monroe was studying him as he puzzled through his thoughts. He could see that the young detective was struggling to articulate something painful so he motioned to Nick that he wasn't finished with what he had to say.

"Nick, I'm not going to lie to you. I don't know what you think it is like to be with a Wesen and I am not going to pretend that you have any illusions about other men. I want you to know what it is like to be with me." He reached across the table and cupped Nick's jaw, leaning forward he gently placed a warm kiss on his lips. "I have to confess that I am absolutely pissed at you for sleeping with that Jägerbar cub first, but I understand why it happened. The only thing I am confused about is what happened last night."

Nick thought he might die of embarrassment and relief at the same time. At least he knew why Monroe had destroyed his guest bedroom, and it gave him a bit of reassurance that Monroe felt enough about him to be jealous. In that one statement, the older man had managed to blow away any doubts Nick had over what was happening between them, and at the same time declare a good measure of understanding, possessiveness and concern. He searched for the right words, "About that, I was freaked out because it was so different from I've experienced before. The intensity that I felt for you at that moment scared me."

Monroe's expression grew deadly serious. His eyes filled with pinpoints of red as he stood and pulled Nick up from his chair. Raking his gaze over the young detective, he pinned him against the table, "Well I hope you are prepared," he breathed into Nick's ear, "I'm going to make love to you, devour you, make you scream my name and beg for me to keep going." Nick shivered. The dark promise in Monroe voice inflamed every inch of his body. His mouth came down and captured Nick's in a kiss that had him seeing stars.

It wasn't at all what Nick pictured his first time with Monroe to be like. The Blutbad had taken his hand and lead him up the stairs, smiling at him almost shyly. It was a stark contrast to the heated words said moments ago. Neither of them were dressed in much, and it almost struck Nick how amusing it was that both of them were wearing old t-shirts and sweatpants, hardly romantic or sexy. As Monroe slid his hands up his sides, pulling off his shirt, Nick wondered if the Blutbad had already done his Pilates for the day. The entire situation was surreal for him, the almost reverent way that Monroe looped his arms around him and leaned into him. He could feel the soft scratch of Monroe's beard as he placed small kisses over his neck and shoulders. Nick placed his hands under the wolf's shirt feeling the warm skin jump as he traced his fingertips over the curve of his back. Contact was broken for a moment as the shirt fluttered off to join the one already on the floor.

Firm hands lowered him down and he drew his legs up to help the other remove the rest of his clothes. Scooting up the bed he watched as Monroe opened the bedside drawer and set a new bottle of lube on it. He looked up at Monroe questioningly. The older man blushed, "I was being optimistic and sort of hoping for this for a little while now." Nick laughed and opened his arms as Monroe knelt on the bed. He pulled him down in a loose embrace and proceeded to kiss him leisurely. Their mouths open and tongues sloppily playing with each other.

The young Grimm gasped as Monroe ran his hands down his chest stopping to fondle his nipples, they travelled over his thighs, continuing down to caress his calves and slid over the soles of his feet. He absent-mindedly wondered if Monroe was trying to torture him, the light touches making him tremble with need. Monroe slowly rubbed his thumbs over the pads of Nick's feet, and his tongue lapped the soft skin at the joint of his ankle. He softly kissed the tops of his feet, massaging his way up. Progressing slowly up his calf, he breathed a kiss over the underside of Nick's knee. Nick was going crazy, every place Monroe touched him was on fire and it wasn't enough. He squirmed, canting his hips, trying to get the wolf to touch him there. He heard a soft chuckle and felt Monroe's fingers trace the inside of his thighs. He was so hard that it was making him dizzy. He shuddered as he felt Monroe's beard graze his skin and jumped slightly when a warm wet tongue licked the juncture between his thigh and hip. The wolf nipped at the soft skin there as his fingers brushed over Nick's perineum. The action was so erotic that Nick came with a strangled shout.

Panting heavily, he watched as Monroe licked up his stomach to the pool of cum. His tongue lapping up the fluid as he languidly rubbed Nick's sides. Nick breath hitched as he realized the lascivious sight was already making him half hard again. Monroe moved back up, blanketing his body and trapping his mouth in fiery kiss. Nick could taste himself as his tongue battled with Monroe's. He could feel the other man's sizeable erection pressed against his and he was idly surprised to feel that Monroe hadn't even removed his boxers yet.

"You okay?" He murmured.

Nick nodded, "Yeah, I'm better than okay." Monroe laughed at the goofy grin on his face.

"Well, we're just getting started so hold that thought." Monroe moved back down Nick's body and detective had to swallow a yelp as he felt a warm wet tongue flick over his entrance. His hands fisted into the sheets as the wolf pressed against him delving inside. He slowly worked him open, his tongue mimicking the actions to come. Nick moaned pornographically, his arousal coming back full force. The young Grimm felt Monroe reach over him towards the nightstand, and heard the distinct pop of a plastic cap being opened. Nick watched as Monroe made one last swipe over the pink bud in front of him then sat up and squeezed a good amount of lube on his fingers.

Nick tensed as he felt a finger brush over his hole. A strong hand came up to hold his hip and he heard a whispered command brush against this thigh, "Relax." Nick's eyes rolled back into his head as Monroe's mouth suddenly engulfed his cock. His hands tangled in Monroe's dark hair, and he barely felt the first finger breach the tight ring of muscle. Monroe sucked hard at him as his finger worked inside of Nick. A second one joined it, and this time Nick hissed and bit his lip, feeling the burn. He felt Monroe's hand tighten over him as his hips shifted. The fingers inside him not stopping as they stroked mercilessly, scissoring back and forth. Nick was at a loss, the dual sensations of pleasure and pain were mildly disconcerting but he didn't want him to stop. In fact, the feeling was strangely addicting. It hadn't felt like this before, but then again, he ruefully admitted to himself, he had been pretty intoxicated and maybe a little out of his mind. He was jerked out of his thoughts by a cool puff of air over his cock.

"Nick, Nick!" He looked down at Monroe and let out a small whimper as the Blutbad paused in his ministrations. "Should I stop? Am I hurting you?" The concern and worry on Monroe's face made his chest feel heavy for a moment.

"No," he croaked out, "I'm just a little nervous, please don't stop, Monroe, please." Nick moved restlessly, bearing down on Monroe's fingers to show he wanted more.

Nodding his head, Monroe wiggled in a third finger making Nick gasp, the burn a little more than uncomfortable now. Nick groaned as he felt the wolf resume his oral assault along with the thumb on his hand holding Nick rubbing in soothing circles. He felt Monroe's fingers inside him curl and his vision blurred as a bolt of electricity tore through his body, "Ah! God! Monroe!" he sobbed. The wolf did it again and Nick thrashed against the firm hold on him. He was hopelessly aroused and he needed relief. "Please, I need you now! Please, Monroe!" he begged. He cried out brokenly as Monroe removed his fingers and sat back to remove his boxers and slick himself up with lube.

Nick shivered when he felt Monroe lean over him; he could feel the other man's cock hovering near his entrance. Monroe's mouth captured his in a brief kiss. He closed his eyes as he felt the wolf line himself up and slowly push in. Striving to stay relaxed, Nick's hands clamped down forcefully on the older Wesen's shoulders. It hurt. It hurt a lot. He struggled for breath and felt Monroe still inside him. "No! Keep going!"

Not feeling Monroe move, his eyes flew open. The Blutbad had his head bowed over Nick's chest and he could see Monroe's arms quivering with the effort to stay still. "Nick," he said in a thick voice, "You have to wait, you're so tight and you feel so good I might not be able to control myself. I don't want your first time with me to be that way." He raised his head and Nick drew in a startled breath as he saw that Monroe's eyes were deep red and his fangs were poking out just slightly. His head went back down and Nick's arms curled around him. They stayed like that for what felt like eons before Monroe finally started pressing forward again. Despite his earlier command Nick realised that during the brief pause the feeling inside him had dwindled from a painful burn to a peculiar fullness. Monroe was seated deeply inside if him now, their bodies flush against each other. Nick writhed trying to get more of the pleasurable feeling that was slowly blossoming inside of him. He felt Monroe rumble in response, a low growl vibrating in his chest. The wolf pulled back slowly, almost withdrawing completely before he thrust back in. Nick couldn't describe the erotic feeling that came over him to save his life; a lust filled moan escaped his mouth telling his partner that it wasgood, so good. Monroe set an unhurried and deliberate pace, causing Nick to idly wonder in his pleasure soaked mind if the wolf's strict regimen of control was influencing their lovemaking.

Monroe shoved a pillow beneath him, tilting Nick's hips up slightly. The change in position caused Nick to keen as he felt Monroe's cock brush against that special spot inside of him. He could feel something building inside of him, and the sensation only grew as he felt Monroe licking every part of his body he could reach. The Blutbad startled him briefly when he sucked forcefully at the juncture between his neck and his shoulder. Nick had been expecting a bite, but after a moment of reasoning realised why the wolf hadn't done it. Once again his heart was flooded with warmth as he understood that Monroe wasn't going to rush into a mate bond if Nick wasn't sure about it. His vision was beginning to white out around the edges as Monroe took him higher and higher. He could hear himself babbling, the words tumbling out, "Oh god! Harder! Please I need you! More! Nick's world whited out completely. Screaming Monroe's name, his body jerked violently as his cum spattered between them. Monroe reached his release moments later as Nick's body contracted around him. With a ferocious snarl he filled Nick's passage, coming in short hard bursts, the hot liquid painting his insides. The sensation was too much for Nick and as his sight greyed out and drifted to black he felt Monroe's arms curl around him pulling him close.

It could have been minutes later or hours when Nick came to, opening his eyes with considerable effort to see the ceiling above him. Monroe's pressed against his side, his head propped up on one elbow. The wolf is smiling down at him with a slightly smug look on his face. Nick doesn't know if he can trust himself to speak at the moment, his emotions running too high. He's still feeling fuzzy and everything aches pleasantly to the point that he just wants to lie there forever. If he didn't know better he'd swear his fingers and toes were tingling, after effects of the mind-blowing orgasm he just had. "I'm going to clean us up a little." Monroe says as he climbs off of the bed and heads toward the bathroom. Nick can hear the sound of the tap running and moments later the Blutbad saunters back in the room with a couple of damp washcloths.

He's a bit sensitive as the cloth is run over his body but Nick doesn't mind because he would rather not be sticky. Monroe is quick to finish and surprises the young detective by dropping the towels on the floor. Nick's expression prompts Monroe to nuzzle against him whispering in his ear, "It's nice lying here with you and I really don't want to get up again." Monroe slides back into the bed next to him and Nick turns toward him welcoming the warm embrace.

The young detective decides that he could get used to this. He doesn't have to endure coming home to an empty house, eating meals in the bare kitchen or being alone during his time off. He doesn't feel like he has to struggle by himself when things get a little Grimm. Monroe's filled up all the spaces in his heart with his accepting demeanour and easy companionship. A slow teasing smile creeps on his face as he looks up at the man holding him. "I think I like having sex with you."

Monroe's face is incredulous as he sputters, "You 'think' you 'like' having sex with me? Oh man! I guess I wasn't trying hard enough."

Nick laughs as he flips them over, straddling the older man, "Bring it on!"

One is the Loneliest Number – Three Dog Night
It Takes Two – Marvin Gaye and Kim Weston

Gimme Three Steps – Lynyrd Skynyrd

Friend is a Four Letter Word – Cake

Cello Suite No. 5 in C Minor – Johann Sebastian Bach

And that's it for this story! Reviews are greatly appreciated! Should there be a sequel? Ya know, since Monroe hasn't staked his claim on Nick yet. I was also vaguely considering a funny epilogue about Barry and what happened to him that morning after he left. Tell me what you think!
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