| Title: Starless Nights By: OmegaWolf Pairings: GrissomxNatasha, WarrickxCatherine, GrissomxWarrick, GrissomxNatashaxWarrick Warnings: PWP, slash kinda...Threesome. Dominance. OOC. Summery: Warrick asks for help but is he ready for it? Warrick accepted the glass from Natasha, watching her perch herself on the window still of her apartment. "You have a very odd request, Warrick," she said, clad in only board shorts and a sports bra. "What brought it on?" I swallowed my drink in one gulp, nervous. 'God damnit, she's nearly 10 years younger than you, get a grip,' I screamed at myself. 'But there's a power there...raw, untamed...' "Because Catherine said I should ask Grissom," I replied. "Because she said that he...you and he could help." "Why do you feel this way?" 'Simple question. Hard answer.' "Because...I haven't had...much in the way of experience." Natasha laughed, tossing her pony tail over her shoulder. "When will men learn that it's not experience; it's gusto. Desire. Passion. You have a lot of passion, Warrick." The clock over head chimed 6 and I shifted, nervous. "Did she recommend you come see us?" "I did," I said softly and she nodded. "Your lover is...happy." "But I'm not." "What is it that you seek?" I paused, opening my mouth and closing it again, unsure. She chuckled again, causing the hair to stand up on my arms. "Silly me, you come not knowing what you seek anyway. But I will help you find it." So promising. So why did I feel like slinking away? Suddenly the front door opened, depositing Grissom in the same house and I swallowed. 'I don't know if I can do this...' I thought, wringing my hands. "Borjik, you're early," Natasha observed, crossing the room and standing in front of him. Grissom took her hand and kissed it before smiling. "We have something important to do tonight, Catherine tells me," he countered, locking eyes with me. I gulped again. 'Can I do this? Hell, I'm going to have to now...' "To my bedroom, my young, eager men," she exclaimed in a low voice. "Tonight, your experience will be unforgettable..." Her room was done in black, the mural of a dragon and tiger painted on the wall, fighting for supremacy, frozen in time. The bed was king sized, black silk sheets and a black couch off to the side. "Now...we can explain the rules," Natasha started, picking up a hair brush. "As I said, tonight will be unforgettable. But to truly have a good time, we each have rules, lines we do not cross, no matter how much you may beg. I cannot have intercourse with you, Warrick. That is my only rule. My body, in that way is reserved for Gil and he only." Grissom blushed next to me and I smiled a little. 'She loves you a lot man, don't let this one get away.' "I understand," I said, watching the brush work its way through her thick hair. "So now, my green eyed beau, what is your rules?" Blinking, I shrugged, casting a glance at my boss. "I can't have sex with Grissom," I stated evenly. "Of any kind?" she asked and I looked at him again. A look passed between us and I nodded, understanding but still unsure. "No intercourse," I replied simply, the words feeling awkward and a bit wrong. 'I know what I've agreed to...just...aw fuck.' "And now, my wolf? Your rules." "The same," Grissom answered and I cringed a little. His posture was easy, relaxed, a counterpart to Natasha's sexual vibe that was on all the time, just now jumped up in volume. I knew I had the look of 'I'm about to bolt' and I could do nothing about it. Turning, the young woman's hair was free, black and shiny, framing her face, changing her whole appearance. 'She looks like a cat...' I thought as she stalked towards me, bare footed. "The terms have been stated," she said, voice authoritative, a smirk tainting her otherwise serious face. "Mr. Brown...do not fear me." I shut my eyes before opening them again. "I don't..." Another laugh, this one throaty, dark. I fought the urge to take a step back. "Honesty, Warrick, will set you free. Gil, do you fear me?" Grissom's answer was nearly instant. "Yes," he said simply. "Why?" "Because you make me feel what I've never felt before." Shocked, I drew a breath. 'Ok, Grissom admitting he has mind blowing sex, this cannot get weirder...' Those brown eyes locked with mine, silently questioning. "Answer me, Warrick. Why are you afraid of me?" "Because...you're dangerous," I replied and her hand touched the side of my face, warm, slightly calloused. "As the sun shines on my homeland, you will find what animal rules your soul. Gil's is the wolf. Mine is a tiger. I wonder what lurks behind those beautiful green eyes of yours? Something wild...something ancient..." Trailing off and backing away, she pulled the sports bra over her head, revealing her breasts and slid out of her board shorts, her naked body display. Every line was drawn; she wasn't thin but muscular but not overly done. There was still a feminity about her and I felt Grissom take a step forward, my own body responding to her nudity. "Stay," Natasha ordered softly and he stopped, looking lost and she smiled. "All in due time, my wolf. Strip. Both of you." Next |