A little something that I did last night on IRC.  Thanks to Micki, Sue and NiteMare for their encouraging words.

WARNINGS: Explicit Sex (M/F) (Nick/Natalie)

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Overtime Has Its Benefits (1/1)
By Nightlady
(c)1999

Nat moved slowly up the last flight of stairs to her apartment.  The past night's shift had been brutal, at one point they'd had bodies stacked in the hallway because there was not enough space in the cold room to store them.  Several multi-vehicle accidents and what seemed like a sudden shooting spree by the local criminal element that combined with a full moon to make Nat wonder why she'd ever gotten into this line of work.  She'd ended up being on duty for nearly sixteen hours, and her entire body felt like it was in rebellion.

Even worse, in some respects, was that Nat had planned to have a movie night with Nick.  'Back when I was suppose to get off work at midnight!' she thought grumpily.  She looked forward to such times, enjoying the bittersweet time spent cuddled next to Nick while some wonderful old movie
played on the VCR.  Her soul craved the comfort she found in his arms, even as she longed for more, much more, intimacy.  While her mind understood Nick's reasons for keeping a certain distance between them, her heart ached at the imposed restrictions.  There had been so many deliveries Nat hadn't even been able to take the time to call him herself.

Arriving at the door to her apartment, Nat fumbled briefly with her keys.  Cursing softly under her breath, she missed hearing the soft click of the lock opening and jumped slightly as the door opened.  Her surprise only increased as she saw the figure standing in the doorway.  "Nick!  What are you doing here?"  She asked, even as her heart fluttered with desire.

Nick could see the exhaustion on Nat's face as he reached out and took her briefcase and medical bag from her.  "After Grace called and explained what was going on tonight, I thought that you might be in need of some cosseting."  He smiled at her. "I hope you don't mind?"

Nat looked into his blue eyes, "Cosseting, I think I like the sound of that."

Nick sat the items he'd taken from her on a nearby table and put his arm around her.  "You always seem to be there for me when I need a little extra attention.  I think you are way overdue to have some of that returned."  He looked into Nat's face, the face that filled his dreams as well as his
waking hours. He could feel her tiredness as she leaned into him.  Together they went into the living room and he guided her over to the couch.

Seating her there, Nick disappeared into the kitchen and returned with a tray containing several slices of cheese, some fruit and a small glass of wine. "I figured you didn't get a chance to eat much tonight and that you're most likely too tired to want anything heavy."  He said, sitting the tray within easy reach of Nat.

Nat gave him a dazzling smile of gratitude.  "This looks wonderful!"  She said as she selected a slice of sharp cheddar and a wedge of apple.

As she ate, Nick knelt beside the couch and gently slipped off her shoes, softly massaging each foot as he did so.  He heard Nat sigh with contentment. Nick saw that Nat had finished the food.  Standing he held out his hand to her.  "Come on, I think that to be properly 'cosseted' you need a lot more than just a foot massage."  He said.

'I know what would make me feel completely cosseted.'  Nat thought, imagining what it would be like to have Nick make love to her.  Aloud, she said, "Oh, what did you have in mind?"  She allowed Nick to help her to her feet and lead her towards her bedroom.

Nick hesitated briefly at the doorway to the room as he imagined what it would be like to lie in the bed with Nat in his arms, her body freely opened to his.  He could feel his body respond to just the thought and was glad that he'd feed well before Nat had arrived.  His beast was much easier to control when he wasn't hungry.  "Why don't you go slip into something loose and when you come back I'll give you a nice back rub.  Nick said.

Nat nodded and taking a long satin sleep shirt from her closet went into the bathroom. When she returned, Nick had turned down the bed, lowered the lights, and lit several candles as well as some soothing incense. He'd arranged pillows so that she could lie in comfort on her stomach.  Nat
stretched out in the bed, wincing slightly as her muscles twinged with discomfort. She felt Nick's hands moving along her back, firmly but gently kneading the tension and stiffness out of her muscles.

"Ummm, that feels wonderful, Nick.  I think I must have lifted a couple of tons tonight."  Nat said as the tension in her back and shoulders abated.  She realized that it was being replaced by a different sort of tension, however, and after several minutes decided to take a chance. "You know, Nick," she said in a soft caressing voice, "I bet if you used some of my body oil, this would feel even better."

Nick had all but lost himself in the feel of Nat's body under his hands.  He could easily tell that she was nude beneath the sleep shirt, and the thought was causing him some slight discomfort.  This discomfort only increased at Nat's words. "Nat," he said, choosing his words carefully, "in order to do that, you'd have to take off the sleep shirt."  Nick held his breath, part of him wanting her to agree while another part worried that he'd be unable to control himself.

Nat turned her head and looked at him with desire filled eyes.  "Yes, I suppose I would.  You wouldn't mind too much, would you?" She asked.

Nick's discomfort was now bordering on pain.  "I...I wouldn't mind."  He managed to say.  His mouth suddenly felt dry and he could swear that his heart gave an extra thump in his chest.  He sat back to allow Nat to get up.

Nat rolled over on her back, then swung her legs over the edge of the bed, and stood up.  Slowly she reached down and taking the hem of the sleep shirt in her hands pulled it off over her head.  While it was still covering her face, she smiled as she heard Nick gasp slightly.  With the shirt off, she noticed that he had an odd expression on his face.  "Nick?  Are you okay?"  Nat chuckled inwardly as she had a pretty good idea of what the problem was.  It was rather hard to miss the noticeable bulge in Nick's jeans.

Nick didn't know what to do.   He desperately needed to get the tight jeans he was wearing off.  He looked at Nat with pleading eyes.  "Nat, I'm not sure this is such a good idea."  He was nearly trembling with the effort it was taking to not rip of his own clothes, grab her and ravish every inch of
her body.

Nat leaned toward him, her full breasts now only inches from his face.  "I think it's a wonderful idea, and I also think you have far too many clothes on."  She said while reaching for the buttons on his shirt.

Her scent filling his head, Nick moaned and caught Nat's hands in his.  "Nat, you know what I am.  You know how dangerous what you're proposing can be."  He tried to reason with her.

"I know all that, Nick.  I also know that if you don't make love to me, I will personally stake you!"  Nat said.  "I love you and I'm not afraid of ANYTHING that might happen."  She felt tears spring to her eyes.  "Please, Nick," she said softly, "love me."

Nick looked into her eyes and knew that he couldn't deny her, or what he felt for her anymore.

He stood and after kissing her softly, removed his own clothes.  Pulling her against his nude body, he groaned with pleasure as her warmth caressed him.  His mouth found hers and he kissed her again, this time a kiss full of passion and need.  At the same time, his hands glided along her body.

Nat met his kiss with an equal passion, her tongue darting into his mouth, sensuously caressing his.  She slid her tongue against his fangs until they descended and she heard Nick growl deep in his chest.  All the time, she felt Nick's hands as they moved along the curves of her body.  Each touch
seemed to send sparks of electricity through her and she could feel her juices flowing.  She broke the kiss, needing air and gasped as Nick's lips began to explore the soft skin of her throat and then moved on down to her breasts.

When he pulled one nipple into his mouth, his sharp fangs nipping lightly at the sensitive skin, she cried out with the intense pleasure that shot through her body.  The sensations that flowed through her as he suckled and licked at first one nipple, then the other made her legs tremble.  She could feel her breath coming in short gasps as Nick's skilled hands and mouth filled her with almost overwhelming desire.

She didn't resist as Nick pushed her down onto the bed.  She did get a good look at him, just before he joined her.  'Oh, Lambert, THAT is well worth having waited all this time!'  She thought mischievously, even as her core throbbed with her need to feel Nick deep inside her.

Any further semi-rational thought became impossible as Nick's hands and mouth again worked their magic on her.

Nick was in a near frenzy of need as he at last explored Nat's body.  His delight in her was increased by how eagerly she met his passion with her own. The few small drops of blood that he'd tasted when his fangs had nibbled at her breasts, had told him that she had no fear of him and of her love for him.  He ached to know that love in its fullest measure.

 He saw her eyes widen slightly and the mysterious smile that passed over her face as she looked at his nude form.  When he joined her on the bed, her own desire seemed to have doubled.

His lips moved down her belly to the soft inner part of her thighs.  He could smell her arousal and his own manhood was throbbing with the need for release.

Nat parted her legs, wanting to feel Nick in her.  "Nick, please, I need you, NOW!" She cried out.  She sighed with contentment as she felt his cool hardness slip easily into her warm opening.  Her heart pounded with happiness as she both heard Nick's sigh of delight as he entered her and saw the look of tender love and caring on his face.

For several moments they lay still, basking in the sensation.  Nick relished the feel of her hot slickness surrounding him, while Nat delighted in his cool hardness filling her completely.  Finally, Nick began to move slowly in her. The feel of her welcoming moistness against his turgid member sent shivers of ecstasy through him.

Nat raised her hips, to insure that she could take all of him as deeply as possible and met his thrusts with her own.  Together they gradually increased the force and tempo.  Nat could feel the tension in her womb grow until at last, it burst into a cascade of gratification that washed over her and caused her to cry out Nick's name.  She could feel her entire body shaking with the force of her orgasm and she relished the sensations.

Nat gasped when, at the same moment, she felt the sharpness of Nick's fangs at her throat. The room seemed to fade as Nick's emotions, his fears, his hopes, and above all his love were suddenly a part of her essence, too. Tears filled her eyes as, thanks to the blood link they now had, his love
for her filled her mind.

Nick felt Nat's orgasm and sought his own release.  As his fangs broke the skin of her throat and her blood filled his mouth, he knew, as she did, that this was their destiny.  Her strength, her faith, and her love flowed into him just as his innermost thoughts and feelings were now a part of her.  Her love for him warmed him and gave him the comfort that he'd craved for so long.

He sensed their souls joining in a blaze of light that dimmed the sun, yet only soothed instead of burning. Nick knew that from this moment on, he would never again know the loneliness that had been his main companion for centuries.

His beast was sated after only a few small swallows and Nick withdrew his fangs from Nat's neck.  The strong steady sound of her heartbeat in his ears was, perhaps, the loveliest sound he'd ever known.  Shifting to lie beside her, his arms still embracing her, Nick looked into her joy filled
eyes.

 "Still want that massage?"  He asked, as his lips floated feather light across her skin.

 Nat laughed softly, "No, I think you've cosseted me perfectly!"  She snuggled against him.  "What I want now," she said, "it to stay like this. In your arms."

Nick kissed her forehead. "Forever." He whispered.

The end

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