Home of Greg Sanders Slash Fiction
Author: Susie
Author Email: [email protected]
Fandom: CSI
Pairing: Greg/Nick, Gil/Jim, Catherine/Warrick
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, 12 and 13.
Archive: Yes to WWOMB, Chance-SlashCity anyone else please ask.
Part 13
The night had been so slow. Nick's eyes were starting to cross from
reading all the old cases. He hated nights like these. Gil could
always come up with the most tedious of assignments. Nick felt that
old case review was better than inventory but not by much.
Leaning back and closing his eyes, his mind drifted back to a
Saturday night not to long ago and Greg. That night had been a bad
one but in a totally different way, but Greg and a trip to the supply
room had gotten Nick through the night. Then, rewarding Greg at home
made it even better. A break and movement is what Nick needed at the
moment.
Nick got up to take a walk as he headed out of the office he saw
Catherine heading into the supply room with a list. Seeing that the
supply room was in use Nick headed for the DNA lab, where he found
Greg finishing the cleaning of yet another piece of equipment. Nick
saw Greg's To-Do-list from Gil had almost all been checked off.
"Gil's keeping you busy I see." Nick placed a kiss on Greg's cheek as
his arms slid around his lover's waist.
"This is something that has to be done and it's better than
inventory. Dayshift had to do that." Greg leaned back into Nick's
loving arms as he finished putting the last part back on. "You know I
could use a new box of gloves. You want to walk with me to get them?"
"No, you have a full box."
A shocked Greg flipped around in lover's arms but Nick continued
before a sound could leave Greg's month.
"Catherine is in there, so it wouldn't be fun at the moment. Can I
have a rain check for when she leaves?"
"You worried me for a second. Call me, when you see the supply room
is available." Greg smiled then kissed his lover.
"How about we go have lunch while we wait for the room?" Nick flashed
his watch at Greg.
The two of them headed for the break room and food. They took seats
where they almost had a view of the supply room door and could see
most of the hall. They wanted to watch for Catherine leaving the
supply room. What they didn't think of or expect was Warrick's covert
entrance into the already occupied room. Of course, had they actually
been watching the area instead of each other they might have seen
him. Luckily they finally did catch Catherine walk by carrying the
box of supplies.
Their eyes locked again and their grins matched as Greg stood then
left the break room, and headed for the supply room.
Warrick made his escape with barely a breath of time to spare. He
glanced back as he rounded the corner and saw a very excited looking
Greg enter the room. The crime labs own little love shack.
Nick took his time in cleaning up the table then walked out and down
the hall. He slipped into the supply room for their rendezvous. As he
locked the door, Nick saw Greg at the back, his shirt and pants
hanging open. A luscious dessert displayed just for him. Greg was
just the dessert that Nick wanted and needed.
"What would you have done if it had been someone else?" Nick asked in
a sultry voice.
"You wouldn't let it be anyone else," Greg cooed back before Nick
claimed his lips.
Greg moaned into the kiss as Nick pulled their body together. His
cock had already started showing his need building and now with the
touch of his lover clothed body it hardened even further.
Greg's ass came to rest on edge of a box as Nick loosened his hold on
him. Nick left his lover's lips to move onto the inviting neck and
body. Knowing that they had limited time Nick moved quickly but
carefully across then down along Greg's neck and body. He made sure
to awaken each nerve as he moved to kneel before the main feature of
his dessert. He licked the already glistening head. Slowly sucking
his lover's cock into his mouth where he savored the taste and feel.
Greg gasped as he leaned back onto the wall for more support. The
intense pleasure was starting to over power him. His hand flew into
his mouth as his moans threatened to escape, trapping his cries of
pleasure. Time seem to last forever and rush by all at the same
moment as Nick continued the erotic torture of him. Nick took him
almost to the edge then pulled him back only do it over again and
again. Then his orgasm exploded and every drop was sucked out of him
by his hungry lover. His body slummed against the wall and box as his
lover clean then tucked his spent cock back into his pants. Next his
shirt was buttoned backed up. At last, Nick claimed his lips in
gentle loving kisses then held him while he got his footing back.
Greg smiled as he got his voice back, "love you, reward at home."
"It's a good thing I wore my loose pants and shirt. And only have a
little while longer to go," whispered Nick in a sultry voice. Then
adding, "I'll go first, if there's a problem I'll phone." And Nick
patted the cell hanging from Greg's belt. He gave him one last kiss
before turning to leave.
Jim sat in Gil's office. He leaned into the corner of the couch with
his feet up pretending to read his book. But the activity in the hall
had caught his attention. His mind wondered to another time as he
watched first the Warrick/Catherine show and now the Greg/Nick show.
Jim glanced from the hall to Gil as he watched one of the female
clerks try the door while Nick and Greg were in the room. She walked
off with a puzzled look at having found the supply room door locked.
Jim was off-duty tonight and had called earlier. Gil had sounded like
he needed the company and no one ever questioned Jim hanging out at
the lab or the fact that he was in casual dress. Jim finally just
closed the book and set it aside.
"Okay, what's so interesting out there?" Gil looked up at the sound
of the closing book to see Jim staring out at the hall.
"You ever considered putting up a schedule for using the supply
room?" Jim asked innocently, looking at the supply room door feeling
the pull in his pants.
Jim turned toward Gil at the sound of his voice.
"What?" Gil's glasses had slid slightly down his nose like always,
before he just reached up and pulled them off.
Their eyes locked as they read each other's body language.
"You owe me a supply room trip and it's open for business now!" Jim
pronounced.
"It is, so you've been watching it, instead of reading? I suppose."
Gil asked as his lover stood and moved to the door
"See you there in a minute." Jim was out the door before Gil could
say another word.
Gil knew that there would be no peace at home if he didn't go. Then
he reasoned it had been sometime since they had done this. Besides he
could use the walk, his legs, and other things, needed to stretch.
Jim stood at the back of the room waiting for his lover. He had
things ready for them. It was a good thing he kept a small tube of
lube in his pants. The door opened and Gil walked in but Jim had felt
that momentary rush as the question of who had opened the door was
answered. The hardness grew with each second as he thought of how
much he loved Gil. The memory of pleasuring each other and the
touches filled him with need as he watched each step that Gil took
towards him.
Gil locked the door, a lesson learned. He saw the need shining bright
in his lover's eyes as he approached. He unbuttoned his shirt and
hung it on the hook where the clipboard hung. Jim's shirt now lay on
the boxes having been pulled off at the same time. They mirrored each
other as their pants were undone and their cocks were set free.
Lips came together in loving need, each fighting for control then one
giving in until both gave into the need for air. Grasping, pulling in
great breaths of air they pulled their bodies tightly together before
returning to the kissing. Jim's hand met up with Gil's hand as they
encircled their hard cocks. And together they began to masturbate
them as if they were one. Their free hands caressed each other as
they lost themselves in the pleasuring. Quickly orgasms flood their
senses and cum flowed over their hands. With practiced ease they grab
the towels and clean each other up. Soon after redressing they stood
checking each other for any major tale-tale signs of what had just
happen in the supply room.
Confident that they were okay Gil headed out of the supply room. He
glanced quickly but thoroughly before telling Jim the coast was
clear. Jim swatted Gil's ass as they headed back to the office.
A quick turn of his head and a whispered, "Jim behave or I'll send
you home" came from Gil as he hurried towards his office.
Neither one saw the shadow watching as they left the supply room.
They didn't see the shadow rush to the forms room to find a safe
hiding place. They didn't hear the sobs trying to break free because
of the crashing of her world before the shadow could reach the safety
of the hiding place. But Lisa had and that is a tale for another time.
The supply room was once more opened for 'normal' business.
The female clerk finally found the door unlocked and walked in. She
grabbed a can of air fresher out of the boxes and sprayed it. Then
she picked up the supplies she needed and left. Making a mental note
to herself to have dayshift get the supplies from now on.
Soon the night shift would be on their way home to sleep the day away
or not. In the evening they would return once more to watch over the
night.
