2minsforslashing | Fic: Smooth Perfection

Title: Smooth Perfection
Authors: Dee and Ginny
Team: Detroit Red Wings
Pairing: Nick Lidstrom/Chris Osgood
Warnings: RPS
Rating: FRM
Challenge: Kink_Bingo Prompt: Shaving
Summary: Chris has a tradition with his captains
Authors' Notes: Because we liked the idea of this too much not to write it.

Nick looked up at the razor in Chris' hand and shook his head. "I think I changed my mind," he told him. He wasn't sure what he'd been thinking when he'd agreed to Chris' terms of the bet, but he was pretty sure that he'd been drunk at the time.

"I promise," Chris said calmly. "I won't cut you. I do this all the time to myself."

Nick felt himself harden at the image of that. "I -- uh -- really?" he asked, turned on, but still nervous about the razor.

"Yes," Chris promised and set the razor down. "You wanna see?"

"Yes," he agreed immediately.

Chris laughed and unzipped his pants. He pushed down his pants and boxers before lifting his dick, showing Nick his balls. "Shaved smooth," he announced.

Nick reached out and ran his hand over Chris' balls, enjoying how smooth they felt while he watched for Chris' reaction.

"Nick," Chris moaned. "Let me shave you before you rub on me too much more."

"All right," he finally agreed and let his head drop back. He'd let Chris shave his balls, he just wasn't sure he could watch right away.

Chris laughed softly and fixed his jeans before reaching for the shaving cream. "Hold your dick up for me," he requested.

Nick did as ordered, just barely resisting the urge to stroke himself a few times. "How did you convince me to do this again?" he asked Chris.

"You were drunk," Chris grinned and slowly spread the cream across Nick's balls. "Trust me. You're going to love this."

"I can't believe you're taking advantage of me like this," Nick tried to tease as he bit back a moan at Chris' touch. "Don't tease," he breathed.

"I'm not teasing," Chris assured him. He picked up the razor. "Don't look," he whispered and slowly ran the razor along the skin.

Nick held his breath, trying not to move as Chris moved the blade across the delicate skin with a calm, quiet confidence.

"You want me to shave more?" Chris whispered as he rinsed the razor.

"More?" he squeaked. "What more do you want to shave?"

Chris smiled and ran his finger along the top of Nick's dick. "Clean this up a bit?" he offered.

Nick felt his dick twitch at the touch as he used all of his willpower to keep from thrusting up at Chris' touch. "I d-don't know," he hesitated.

Chris laughed. "You can do mine," he suggested and picked the razor back up. "I'm almost done."

"What do I get if I say yes?" Nick tried to bargain.

"You get to touch my dick," Chris grinned.

"What makes you think I want to do that?" Nick asked, but they both knew what his answer was.

"You're hard," Chris pointed out as he took a final stripe with the razor. "Perfect," he declared a moment later.

"Can I look now?" Nick asked, stroking himself once.

"Oh yeah," Chris moaned and leaned back. He licked his lips slowly as Nick's eyes settled on the obvious bulge in his jeans. "Looks good, Nicky."

"Feels good too," he said, letting out a shaky breath before moving closer to Chris. "Is this for me?" he asked, setting his hand on Chris' jean-covered crotch.

"You want it?" Chris asked back and handed over the razor. "You want to shave me next?"

"I want to do a lot to you," he admitted.

Chris laughed. "I need to get you drunk more often," he decided and ran his fingers along Nick's smooth balls.

"Fuck," he gasped, tightening his grip on the razor.

"Relax," Chris whispered. "You'll love this."

"I already do," he admitted with a grin a he swiftly unbuttoned Chris' jeans.

"Ahh," Chris moaned as the cool air touched his hard dick.
"Who shaves you?" Nick asked curiously. "Or do you always shave yourself?"

"Jenna," Chris said and leaned back. "She do a good job?" he asked.

"Very good," Nick agreed, but he hesitated as he thought of their wives.

"Don't worry," Chris assured him. "Annika will love this when I'm done with you."

"Will she love that I shaved you too," Nick asked as he pulled Chris' pants down.

"Jenna?" Chris asked and laughed. "She's used to it by now."

"Used to it?" he repeated.

"I've been shaved the entire time I've known her," Chris explained.

Nick nodded and focused on Chris' dick and balls. He ran his palms over his dick before picking up the gel. "Are you going to hold yourself?"

Chris nodded and took his dick into his hand. "I trust you," he whispered and held his dick back, out of Nick's way.

"I can't believe I'm doing this," Nick murmured quietly in Swedish as he made the first, careful stroke across Chris' balls.

"Mmm," Chris moaned as he leaned back. "Feels great."

"Uh-huh," Nick agreed softly, his attention focused completely on what he was doing.

Chris moaned a bit louder and slowly started to stroke his dick.

Nick felt his breath catch and his dick harden again. He finished quickly and picked up the warm washcloth to clean him off. Tossing it to the side, he ran his hands over Chris' now completely smooth balls. "Is this all we do?" he asked.

"Do you want to do more with me?" Chris asked breathlessly.

Nick wrapped his hands around Chris' dick and stroked firmly a few times. "You don't?"

"Steve never did," Chris admitted, his voice coming in small gasps. "But I want you to."

"How many people have you done this with?" Nick asked, keeps his strokes even.

"Steve when I was here before. Michael in New York and Al in St. Louis," Chris answered with a soft moan. "But I want more with you."

"Nick?" Chris asked when Nick didn't answer him.

"Why?" Nick asked, his strokes slowing. "They were all captains, right?"

"Yes," Chris said. "Is that a problem?"

"Is this some weird kink you have?" Nick asked. "Shave the captain's balls?"

He grinned somewhat sheepishly. "I'm a goalie. We're kind of weird. Are we going to do more?" he asked and, for the first time that night, Nick heard something less than complete confidence in Chris' voice.

"Do you shave Jenna?" Nick then asked as he brushed his thumb across the tip of Chris' erection.

"Yes," he said, his grin back. "You should try it with Annika."

"And you've never done this before?" Nick then wanted to know. "This after part?"

"Never," Chris promised. "I want to with you though."

"Does Jenna know? Hell, does Annika?"

"Yes," Chris admitted.

"I'm going to find out more about that," Nick muttered and brushed his fingers across Chris' balls.

He nodded, pushing against Nick's hand with a small moan. "Wasn't I supposed to be the one driving you wild?" he asked breathlessly.

"Seeing you spread out before me, freshly shaved, is enough to drive me wild," Nick whispered.

"Tell me Nicky, my captain, what do you want to do?" Chris asked him.

Nick brushed his fingers along the soft patch of hair surrounding Chris' dick. "I don't know," he admitted. "What did you have planned?"

"We've already done what I wanted," Chris tried to tease.

"You were just going to shave my balls and then leave?" Nick asked in confusion. "I still don't understand."

Chris shrugged. "No one else wanted more," he said. "It was just a little bit of fun and then they were done. I wouldn't have even suggested more but your wife told mine you might be interested."

"I owe her a diamond necklace," Nick muttered and lunged forward, kissing Chris hard.

Chris kissed him back, pushing his erection against Nick's.

"You still want me to shave more?" Nick whispered. "Or do you want to shave more of me?"

"How much of you can I shave?" Chris asked, running his hand over Nick's chest.

"You keep looking at me like that, and I'll let you shave everything but my head," Nick said with a moan.

“How am I looking at you?" Chris asked, running his hands down Nick's back before squeezing his ass.

"Like you could eat me alive," Nick whispered.

"That sounds like a good idea," Chris agreed with a smirk as he leaned up to kiss him. "You're going to need to let me up if I'm going to shave more of you.'

"I don't want to let you up," Nick admitted.

"What do you want to do then?" Chris asked, his lips barely brushing against Nick's.

"I want to do whatever I can," Nick whispered. "And possibly shave you again."

"Anything you want," Chris told him and lay back. He looked up at Nick and hoped that he hadn't gotten his hopes up, only to have Nick crush them.

"I need to call Annika," Nick said softly, his eyes glued to Chris' balls. "Just be sure this is really okay with her."

"Of course," Chris agreed. "The phones are on the table. I'll give you some privacy."

"Please," Nick breathed as he brushed his fingers along Chris' erection. "Don't lose this thought, okay?"

"I won't," he said quietly and put on his pants before slipping from the room.

Nick sighed and ran his fingers along his own smooth balls before picking up the phone. Who knew shaving your balls could get you everything you really wanted?

End