Thanks to Cyc for her assistance and hope Erica will be smiling.

Ezra noticed his dark colleague entering the crowded elevator. He was amused at the stealth of the tall man and smirked as bodies jumped and squeaked as Nathan headed towards him.

"Ezra," Nathan greeted before adding, "Thank you."

"Mr. Jackson, why are you thanking me?" Ezra asked with a curious glance as Nathan stood behind him.

"For saving my sorry black ass back there at the bust."

"Mr. Jackson." Ezra paused to lick his lips. "Your ass is well worth the saving."

The whispered words sent a thrill to Nathan's heart that then went straight to his groin. His cock jumped to attention with such force it rocked him, making him reach out to steady himself against Ezra.

Even while thinking he was one crazy bastard who would get his sorry ass shot, Nathan moved closer to Ezra's body heat. He could only die once so he may as well die happy. The sudden pressure against his cock along with the smell of Ezra's aftershave sent his senses spiralling.

Ezra smirked as he felt the firm object poke at his ass. He leaned back more as he felt a hand tighten on his sleeve and another grip his shoulder. As Nathan started to rub slowly up and down, Ezra felt his own cock stiffen. Nathan's breath fanned his ear then a hot tongue started to lick its way down his neck, making his head swim as well as making him thankful for the strong hands holding him upright.

The warmth of the breath by his ear made his pulse race and the thought of Nathan wanting him made his heart quicken.

When warm hands slipped around his torso to lift up the rear of his jacket and shirt, he expected the rough fabric of Nathan's pants. Never did he expect the feel of a hard cock slick with precome rubbing against his lower back.

Nathan leaned over Ezra's shoulder a little more so it looked like they were talking. In reality, he was rubbing his chin against Ezra's white silk shirt, licking the elegant neck that tasted so sweet.

Ezra nearly passed out when Nathan reached that oh so sensitive area on his body. He knew it would be his undoing and had to restrain a gasp.

"Don't stop," Ezra croaked as hot, wet tongue swirled, full lips sucked and sharp teeth nipped gently into the nape of his neck.

Nathan leaned heavily into Ezra as the tension in their bodies built. Then, holding Ezra firmly by the shoulder and hip, he rubbed himself to completion in a matter of moments, biting down on Ezra's neck to muffle his ecstasy.

Ezra bit down hard on one hand as he came abruptly into the other with a cry of completion that quickly turned into a smothered cough.

The elevator shuddered to a halt at that moment, emptying its own contents save for the last two alone inside.

The End

Challenge Spec Issued by : Erika Sanely Preferred pairings: Buck, or Ezra/Nathan No-no pairings: Ezra/Vin
Place of fic: If OW - somewhere crowded. If ATF - Elevator. I loves me elevator sex.
Tone of fic: As long as Ezra isn't crying and feeling worthless I don't care. Ezra is not a wimp fic. Is that a tone? Ezra's body spotlight: Neck, specifically that area where the neck and collarbone meets
The act: frottage