Home of Greg Sanders Slash Fiction
Author: Susie
Author Email: [email protected]
Fandom: CSI
Pairing: Greg/Nick, Gil/Jim
Rating: FRAO
Summary: This is in answer to the Kiss Me challenge by PEJA. The
first two parts are only FRT but the third part, well, it's why I
change the rating. Part 8 is also in answer to the Story Prompts
Challenge using the lines: its too late, I need you to believe, You
only get one chance for a first kiss and teddy bear wishes.
Disclaimer: Don't own any characters; just want to play with them for
a little while then I will send them home.
Author Notes: Feedback always welcomed. It helps the muses to keep
working. Thank you Nikki for helping me with part 10, 11.
Archive: Yes to WWOMB, Chance-SlashCity anyone else please ask.
Kiss Me, Lab Rat
Part 11
Jim and Gil both drove up within moments of each other to the home
they shared. Each had run a few errands on the way home.
Once they were inside and finished with the ritual and chores of
getting home, their attention turned to each other.
"Jim, juice or coffee?" Gil called out from the kitchen as his lover
had yet to join him there.
Jim answered "juice" as he slid into the stool at the counter.
It was Gil's week to fix the meals and Jim had clean-up duty in the
kitchen. Jim smiled as he watched Gil cook. "So what makes you think
you'll have me begging?" He ventured.
Gil looked up, smiled then his attention went back to the
cooking. "You'll see after breakfast. What happened at the meeting?
You were back at my office awfully quick."
"For a change it was someone else that's in the fire. Seems the Chief
just presumed it was me. When I walked into the office, the person
that was making the complaint just looked at me then back at him.
Next he asked who the hell I was. So the Chief sent me home." Jim
smiled at Gil staring at him, "eggs are going to burn."
"So who is in the fire?"
"Don't know and I don't care as long as it's not us." A moment later
the plate was placed in front of Jim and Gil took the seat next to
him. Jim leaned over and looking his lover in his bright blue eyes,
kissed him, murmuring, "Thanks, love you."
They ate the food in the quiet comfort of their home letting the
world of work drift away.
"So, it seems to me that you should be the one to beg." Jim took a
sip of his juice.
"And what makes you think that? I told you that I would have you
begging when we were in my office, remember James?" Gil twisted his
stool so he now faced Jim.
"But that was after you refused to go to the supply room with me and
the phone rang. I said then that you owed me one, remember my love."
Jim leaned in for a kiss.
Gil just answered him with a breath stealing, toe tingling kiss then
broke it off sliding off the stool.
When Jim got his breath back, "I'll be there as soon as I get the
dishes taken care of."
"I'll be waiting," Gil headed out of the kitchen continuing to their
bedroom.
While Jim took care of the kitchen, Gil readied the bedroom. The bag
was opened and the new oil pulled out and set in easy reach for
later. The bedding was pulled back. The new feathery soft bindings
were tied into the rings on the bedposts and laid out of sight but
within easy reach for Gil. The black-out curtains pulled closed and
the mood light turn on to the softest setting Gil then added a soft
flow of music. Finally he made it to the bathroom and turned on the
shower, his clothes shed as he arranged the bedroom. Jim walked in
the room to find Gil brushing his teeth. Jim joined in brushing his
before he joined Gil in the shower.
Jim lay down on his stomach in the middle of the bed after the
shower. Gil climbed on after him, picked up the oil and poured some
into his hand. Gil warmed the oil before gently rubbing it on his
lover's back. Gil's hands worked the tightness out of Jim's muscles,
each area given total attention. This continued until Gil heard the
even breaths of sleep coming from Jim. Gil then moved tying each
wrist and ankle with a binding.
Next Gil returned to continue the massage only moving now to the fun
part of it, the part that would soon have James begging Gil for his
release. Gil poured more oil into his hands warming it just as he had
done before. His hands move down from the small of his lover's back
and over his ass. Then down the crack sliding down and over the hole
continuing to the balls before making the return trip. Gil's oiled
hands traveled over his lover's body teasing it awake. Soon Gil could
hear the change in breathing as he continued the teasing. His fingers
would push lightly on the anus with each trip past it, adding just a
bit more pressure each time.
The soft moan told Gil it was time to move on. This time he added a
little more oil and when he reached the anus he pushed the tip of his
finger in. Pulled the finger out and dipped into the oil in the palm
of his other hand. He continued this for several minutes until almost
all the oil was used, letting the rest drip down the crack as he held
the cheeks apart. Gil now pushed his finger farther into the hole and
back out. Fucking his lover's hole with his finger until he heard the
change in the breathing and moans that told him Jim was awake. Now he
added another finger, continued the slow finger fucking. As his
lover's sounds again changed in tone he smiled and added a third
finger. Jim's noises quickly changed to words and moans with Jim's
body bucking to meet the fingers.
"Gil�cock�Gilll�cock"
Jim tried to push himself up and looked at his wrist when couldn't
moved his arms or legs. Slowly he realized that he was tied up and
knew what he had to do. The words came out in a broke string of sound
interlaced with moans and panting breaths.
"Gil�please� fuck me"
"But lover what do you think I'm doing." Gil had gone back to just
sliding two finger in and around then out of his lover's ass.
"pleasse�your�cock"
Gil couldn't help himself, he grinned as he pulled out his fingers so
he could slick his cock with the oil, "you want to touch my cock."
"Nooo" Jim had to fight to put the words together, "I want your cock
in my ass, nooowwww." His head was down in the pillows, so he hadn't
seen his lover shifting to give him just what he wanted, no needed,
so desperately.
Gil had slid his cock all the way in as Jim had said the last word.
It came out of Jim as more of a moan then word. Gil smiled at the
sound. A moment later Jim bucked then Gil pulled almost all the way
out before slowly sliding back in. Gil set a slow pace using his body
to help hold Jim down. Jim pulled at the ties as he tried to find
leverage to push back on his lover. Trying hard to impale himself on
the cock, but he couldn't get the leverage he needed. Once more Gil's
words spoken in the office, told Jim what he needed to do.
Jim gasped and moaned out the message, a battle won with each word
that escaped. "Gil�please�faster�harder�deeper�please�need�to�cum
�now�I'm�begging"
Gil picked up the pace as he heard the word. He was also close, as
his body drove Jim into the bed. Then Gil shot his hot fluid into his
lover, driving Jim over the edge. Gil clasped onto his lover as the
orgasmic quakes flowed through their bodies.
Finally, when he could move again Gil withdrew and gently untied his
lover, checking each wrist and ankle for any abrasions. Finding none
he moved to the bathroom and cleaned himself up before returning with
a warm washcloth. He cleaned his love up then gently urged Jim to
move over and off the dirty top sheet.
Jim watched it all with sleepy hooded eyes, as his love first checked
him over then cleaned them up without protest. "We're good, now come
to bed."
Gil whispered as Jim curled against his back, "I told you I would
make you beg."
They both fell into a deep satisfied sleep with Jim holding Gill
close to him.
