Forwards into the past
By Valerie
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*Canada, Present time*
„Are you going to tell me how Conrad and Alex got together? You said
that the history behind the blue moon lounge was a long one, and right now we
have all the time in the world.”
Nick smiled at his lover’s question and snuggled closer. Gil was warm
and solid against the storm outside and for a moment, Nick was silent as he
listened to the wind. They were in a cottage in the middle of nowhere in the
North of Canada where they spent their first holiday together. Officially Nick
was in New York visiting a friend while Grissom was in Europe, but in truth
they had spent the last days together in the forests of the Rocky Mountains. They
had driven to the cottage two days ago and would spend another three nights
here. Nick loved the wooden interior while Grissom had taken one look at the
king sized bed with the large bedposts and had smiled. Nick had seen the smile
and had felt a shudder running through him as Gil’s eyes had raked over his
body.
Now two days later they were lying on the bed sated and happy after a
long session. Nick felt as if he never wanted to move
from his spot, but his partner’s question had been insistent and with a yawn
Nick gave into Gil’s curiosity.
“They met when Alex was still in LA and Ecklie had just taken over the
dayshift. It was before my time. There was a case which had connections to LA
and Conrad went there to liaise with the PD there...”
---
“Captain Elroy, I’m Conrad Ecklie. We talked on the phone.” Conrad
looked at the heavy set man and mentally sighed. Captain Elroy had been less
than helpful on the phone and he clearly didn’t want Ecklie here. Still the
murderer of Candy Jones was in LA right now and Conrad had no intention of simply
giving up and letting the man slip through his fingers.
“Ecklie, eh? Yeah, as I told you, no need
for you to come here. Why’s a CSI coming here anyway? Well, not my decision is
it?” Elroy made no secret of his contempt as he kept on mumbling insults and
Ecklie realized that someone in Vegas had pulled rank over Elroy in order to
let Ecklie participate. He sighed again but before he could make an attempt to
salvage part of their relationship, the Captain turned away from him. “Vartaan? Come over here!”
Elroy’s voice and behavior was that of a school yard bully and Conrad
had to restrain himself to keep silent. His silence was unexpectedly rewarded
when a young, slim officer walked towards him and Elroy. Dark haired, blue eyes,
slim and slightly younger than Conrad, the man was stunningly attractive making
Conrad tense for a moment before he relaxed deliberately.
“That’s Conrad Ecklie from Vegas, he needs some
info about Reading.” Elroy didn’t even wait for the officer to nod, nor did he
introduce him, instead he walked away with a last sneering look at Conrad.
“Friendly chap, isn’t he?” Conrad smiled at the officer’s words and
nodded.
“Sorry to disturb you, I hope I didn’t pull you from something
important.” Conrad meant the words honestly, but the officer smiled and shook
his head before offering his hand. “Don’t worry about it. I’m Alex Vartaan by
the way, feel free to call me either Alex or Vartaan, I’m listening to both.”
Conrad felt something stir inside him, but he pushed it aside and asked Alex
to brief him about Reading. Alex quickly took him through the evidence they had
collected after Ecklie’s phone call and added some of his own knowledge about
the criminal. Ecklie was impressed by the other man’s thoroughness and
attention to detail. Listening to Vartaan felt a lot like listening to one of
his team and the fact that a cop had such a deep understanding of the
importance of evidence surprised him.
“You should be with CSI, you know that?” Vartaan’s eyes clouded over for
a moment, and silence reigned uncomfortably between them for a moment until
Vartaan shrugged casually. “I once thought about it, but that’s a while ago...”
The words were both matter of fact and slightly bitter and they
intrigued Conrad. He had only met Alex Vartaan a couple of minutes ago, but
already he felt an attraction for the other man that surprised him. Some part
of Conrad wanted to know the story behind Vartaan’s decision to remain a cop,
but the other saner part of his brain prevented him from speaking by pointing
out that it wasn’t Conrad’s business.
“You want to go pay Reading a visit?” Conrad nodded and soon enough they
were in the car driving along the busy streets of LA towards their suspect’s
house. Conrad couldn’t help but watching Vartaan silently, trying to figure out
why the other man affected him so much.
“Is there something wrong with my shirt?” The brusque question took
Conrad by surprise and he realized that he had just been caught staring. He
fought the urge to blush and shrugged. “Sorry, I guess I got lost in thoughts.”
He wondered whether Vartaan would call his bluff, but the other man
seemed to accept the evasion and didn’t question Conrad any further. Again they
drove in silence and with a start Conrad suddenly realized that he had been
flirting with Vartaan. He swallowed hard and told himself to get a hold on his
emotions. He never ever mixed business and pleasure.
Don’t play where you make your money. It was Conrad’s cardinal rule and
he had never broken it. He wouldn’t start now.
---
Alex Vartaan had rarely ever met anyone as intriguing or intimidating as
Conrad Ecklie. The CSI had an aura of power around himself and the presence of
that power made Alex shiver inside. He had watched from the sideline as Ecklie
had questioned Reading, had watched Ecklie play with the suspect until Reading
had been cornered and caught. Ecklie had pounced as soon as Reading had
revealed a crack in his mask, had exploited every weakness he had sensed in the
suspect. Alex had watched and had trembled as he had asked himself if Ecklie
used that power in another setting too.
Now he was in his flat and instead of feeling relieved that they had
caught a killer, Alex was restless. His body seemed to have a mind of his own
and his mind eagerly helped the body along by showing him fantasies of Ecklie
standing in a room, looking at Alex with hard eyes while he ordered Alex to
strip. Alex sighed as he turned around once more and finally got out of bed.
He knew what he needed, but as always he feared it as much as he craved
it. He hesitated for a second, and then he dressed, grabbed his keys and walked
outside. He hadn’t been in the club for a while, and he had no idea whether one
of his usual partners would be there, but at the same time he also knew that it
wouldn’t matter who’d be his master tonight because in front of his eyes he’d
see only one person, Conrad Ecklie.
---
The case was closed and Thomas Reading was already on his way to Vegas
where he would stand trial for the murder of Candy Jones. There was no reason
for Conrad to stay in LA and yet, it was Friday and he had decided to spend the
weekend. It was almost like a mini holiday for him, only that it was more. It
was a chance to be himself for two days and with that
thought in mind, Conrad dressed carefully in black jeans and a white shirt
wearing no undershirt and leaving the top two buttons unbuttoned. He had gotten
an address from a friend and as he leaned back in the cab, he felt himself
relax slowly.
---
Alex had arrived later than usual and none of his normal partners were
around. He was too edgy, too weathered to be a desirable sub for most of the
clientele in the club and as he looked around once more he wondered whether he
should call it a night. He knew most of the customers by sight and knew that
they were looking for young, pretty boys with large innocent eyes and not
someone whose eyes had a too cynical look and whose body was possibly stronger
than theirs.
Sighing, he leaned back against the bar when his eyes fell on a dark
alcove. He couldn’t see the man sitting there clearly, but he was almost sure
that he had never seen him before. There was something familiar about the man
and Alex tensed in anticipation. The build and height of the stranger were
achingly similar to the man in Alex’ fantasies, but it was not possible that
this really was Conrad Ecklie, was it? Alex’ breath caught as the man moved
slowly and turned towards the light. Heat suddenly flooded his body and yet at
the same time he was terrified. It was Conrad Ecklie.
Alex couldn’t move and like watching a train wreck happening he waited
as Ecklie’s eyes swept through the club and finally landed on him. For a moment
time seemed to stand still as they eyes met and held until Ecklie smiled slowly
and crooked his finger signaling Alex to come over. It was decision time, Alex
realized, he could ignore Ecklie and the other man would never mention their
encounter again. They would work together should the LAPD ever have another
case with Vegas and they would remain colleagues. For a moment it sounded
tempting, but Alex knew that it was his fear that was telling him to leave and
not his heart.
His heart and his body told him that he had come here because of the
very man who’d just indicated his interest and that Alex was an idiot if he let
such an offer slide. For a second, Alex averted his eyes and looked at the
drink in his hands and then his mind made up, he
pushed himself away from the bar and walked towards Conrad Ecklie.
---
Seeing Alex Vartaan in the club had been a shock, Conrad didn’t deny
that. But once the shock had passed, he had looked closer at the younger man.
Was Vartaan a sub or a dom? Normally Ecklie was able
to tell immediately, but this time his assessment of the other man was blurred
by what he knew about him. Of course cops weren’t dominant by default and
Conrad knew enough strong and powerful men that craved to let go of exactly
that power in a relationship, but Vartaan hadn’t given him any clues.
Conrad kept observing Vartaan covertly and saw how one of the club’s
patrons walked up to him. The stranger gripped Vartaan’s arm hard and Conrad
saw how Vartaan tensed and shook his head. The other man said something to
Vartaan and Conrad saw how he sneered at the cop before he left. Only then
Conrad realized how he had instinctively tensed in anticipation and with a
rueful smile he understood that he had been ready to defend Vartaan. Shaking
his head at himself, Conrad watched as Vartaan turned and noticed him. It took
a second and then their eyes met and even in the dim light of the club, Conrad
saw the moment when Vartaan recognized him. The blue eyes widened and yet he
didn’t look away and making a quick decision, Conrad waved Vartaan over.
It was the deciding moment, he thought, the moment that showed where the
true power in a real dom / sub relationship was.
Conrad had offered, but it was Vartaan who could decide on whether or not he
wanted to join him. Conrad both hated and loved those moments of waiting. He
hated them because he didn’t like to be in a position where he had to ask and
yet he loved the anticipation, the thrill that came whenever an offer was
accepted. Seconds trickled by while their eyes were still locked and then
Vartaan got up and walked towards Conrad.
---
*Canada, Present time*
Grissom had tied Nick to the bed and slowly caressed every inch of the
beloved body. He loved having Nick at his mercy, loved seeing Nick like this
spread out before him, deep in subspace wanton and vulnerable at the same time.
Grissom knew that right now he was the only person that mattered in Nick’s
universe and sometimes the trust that Nick put in him made him speechless.
Looking at this lover Grissom swallowed hard as he calmed the trembling body
with gentle caresses. “I love you, Nicky, love you so much.”
Nick was past coherent speech, but he arched into Grissom’s touch and
screamed as his lover caressed his bound cock. Grissom admired his partner’s
beauty once more before he removed the cock ring with his left hand. “Come for
me.”
Nick’s body shook as he fell apart and streams of cum flowed over
Grissom’s hand. He licked the hand clean, savoring his lover’s taste and then
looking at the shaken man he smiled. “Ready for round two?”
---
Nick was floating on a sea of pleasure his body was sated and yet he was
still aching for more, his mind shut down to the most basic functions and all
he could think of was belonging to Grissom. Grissom was the one who had the
power to arouse him beyond imagination, to give him pleasure, but he was also
the one who knew when Nick needed the pain and the hurt as much as the
pleasure.
Grissom was the first of Nick’s partners who understood that Nick craved
both pain and pleasure. For a long time Nick had been looking for someone and
had gotten his relief with strangers, but when Conrad had matched him with
Grissom, Nick had found what he had been looking for. He loved Grissom and he
knew that this love was returned.
“Round two?” He barely managed to speak
and Grissom’s smile told him that he had more moaned than spoken. It didn’t
matter though, because Grissom would tell him if he wasn’t pleased and as long
as Grissom smiled as he did right now, Nick didn’t care how he sounded.
Gentle hands caressed his nipples and despite having come only minutes
ago, Nick felt a twinge of arousal through him. The fingers that played with
his nipples were joined by teeth and Nick moaned at the dual stimulation when
Grissom bit down hard on one nub. The immediate sharp pain made Nick jerk in
his bonds and he kept twisting his body as the other nipple was treated similarly.
“Gil, please... “ He whispered his lover’s name
like a prayer and his unvoiced desire got answered when he felt a slick finger
at his entrance. He relaxed almost immediately into the familiar and craved
touch. Grissom whispered love words against his skin and Nick moaned again as
his lover thrust into his body in one smooth move.
“You’re beautiful, my love.” The words flowed through Nick like potent
wine and he reacted to each movement with whimpers and moans as Grissom aroused
him again despite his shattering orgasm only minutes ago. Grissom’s hand’s
searched for his abused nipple and twisted it sharply. Nick jerked helplessly
against the thrust against his prostate and the pain from his chest. Grissom
looked at him with both love and possessiveness and Nick felt his head swim.
“Come for me, show me who you belong to.” Nick
couldn’t not obey and with a cry of pain and pleasure he exploded and
was only dimly aware of Grissom following him over the edge.
When the world stopped turning, Nick slowly came back to reality and
immediately turned towards Grissom’s body seeking comfort and warmth. Grissom
held him close and calmed him with tender gestures and words until he knew that
Nick was back into normal head space. They lay close together and one of Nick’s
last thoughts was that he couldn’t thank Ecklie enough for setting him up with
Grissom.
---
*Los Angeles 10 years ago*
“Alex” Vartaan swallowed hard as Ecklie addressed him in a dark, somber
voice. He knew that there was only one possible answer and he nodded slowly
before he met Ecklie’s eyes. “Sir.”
A quick smile crossed Ecklie’s face before he turned serious and nodded
at the seat opposite him. “Let’s talk first.”
Alex sat down quietly while he waited for Ecklie to start talking. The
other man studied him for a long time, then out of the
blue he grabbed his hand and circled his wrist. The pressure of those strong
fingers around his wrist made Alex’ head swim, but before he could fall too
deeply, Ecklie let him go again.
“What are your don’ts? What are your preferences? And what do you expect
from a master?”
He had been asked this so many times and yet this time it seemed somehow
as if the words had a deeper meaning. Alex swallowed hard and thought for a
second before he answered slowly. “I don’t do blood or breath play and I’m not
into water sports or anything with excrement. When I’m playing I want to give
up control, I want to know that someone is in control of me. How the master
achieves it, doesn’t matter although I like to be tied.”
Alex winced at the words feeling that they made him sound like a slut.
Ecklie however gave no sign as to whether or not he was bothered by what Alex
had told him. Instead he looked deeply into Alex’ eyes before he smiled. “Why
did you come over?”
Surprised by the question, Alex answered without thinking. “Because I’ve been attracted to you from the start.”
Ecklie smiled slowly and put his hand on top of Alex’ in a possessive
gesture. Alex swallowed at the butterflies in his stomach as Ecklie pressed his
hand down harder. “I won’t need to tie you down to make you lose control, do I?
You will do anything I say, simply because I say so, won’t you? You want to
please me...”
Alex swallowed as he felt his world tilt slightly at the words, felt how
his head started to swim and this time he didn’t stop it. He let himself fall
into a light sub-space and felt a rush of warmth run through him as Ecklie’s
grip on his hand intensified. The other man’s cold blue eyes watched him fall
and Alex suddenly felt vulnerable. A shiver ran through him at the unusual
sensation, but before the emotion could get a hold on him, soft hands encircled
his wrists.
“Let yourself fall, you want it, don’t you? Fall for me.” Ecklie’s voice
was almost hypnotic and with a sigh, Alex let go of the last bit of anxiety. He
swayed in his seat and Ecklie quickly moved over and held him for a moment. Alex
felt his perception alter as he melted into those strong arms, felt how nothing
mattered right now apart from the man holding him and the need to please this
man.
“Follow me.” Alex didn’t ask where they would go, he simply followed
Ecklie. He had known that the club offered rooms to special members, but he
hadn’t thought that Ecklie knew about them too. The other man led him through a
corridor and into one of the rooms. The sound of the door closing behind him
was loud and seemed to echo in Alex’ ears as he waited for Ecklie to turn
around.
“What’s your safe-word?” Alex tensed for a moment, then
he smiled and shrugged mentally. “Black Sox”
Ecklie smiled slightly, then nodded and stepped back. “Strip”
The one word command was enough to send Alex back into head space and as
he started to open his shirt, he felt nothing but anticipation and desire.
Slowly he undressed and stood naked with his hands behind his back in front of
Ecklie.
The other man nodded slowly before he stepped closer and caressed Alex’
neck and shoulders. His hands were sure and confident as they moved along Alex’
arms and down to his wrists. Alex moaned as his hands were lifted over his head
and secured in the cuffs that were hanging from the ceiling.
---
Conrad could see the moment Alex let himself fall completely as soon as
the cuffs were around his hands and as always the moment affected him deeply.
To see a sub decide to completely trust him was a gift that Conrad treasured
immensely. It was different though today, it went deeper stronger and the
wealth of feelings that assaulted him shook Conrad to his core.
He swallowed hard and looked at the beautiful man in front of him. Alex
trusted him to take care of him and Conrad could not afford to disappoint him.
““I won’t use much pain today.”
Alex shivered lightly at those words and he smiled. Conrad chose a
cockring, but after a moment of hesitation he put it back and picked a soft
leather string instead. He always felt that it was more intimate to bind a sub
himself than to use a ring and going down on his knees in front of Alex he
methodically tied the leather string around Alex’ balls and cock.
A low moan escaped Alex and Conrad smiled. “You don’t have to be silent.
I want to hear you.”
He tied Alex’ feet to the floor and then reached for a paddle before he
put it away. He didn’t want to use any toys today, he
wanted Alex to feel his own hand just as he had wanted him to feel his hands
when he had bound him. The strange desire surprised Conrad for a moment, but
with a shrug he stepped back and grabbed a pair of nipple clamps. Almost
absently he played with Alex’ nipples and leaned down to suck them into
hardness. With a swift gesture he put the clamps on and Alex moaned in a
mixture of pain and pleasure.
“Yes, beautiful, I want to hear you. I want to know it’s me making you
moan.” Alex whimpered as Conrad threaded a chain between the two clamps and
softly pulled.
Conrad walked away and looked at his new sub. A shiver ran through him
at the sight of Alex bound and yet proud standing straight not stretched too
much, but just enough. His cock was already leaking against the dark leather
and his nipples where adorned by golden clamps.
“You look beautiful.”
Alex shivered again and Conrad smiled before he walked over and softly
ran a caressing hand over Alex’ back. “Do you like being spanked?”
A jerk ran through Alex and Conrad chuckled. “There is nothing that
takes your control away like being spanked by your master isn’t there? And
there’s nothing more arousing and yet humiliating than being spanked by your
master’s bare hand.”
Alex’s entire body was trembling by now and Conrad frowned for a moment,
before he pulled Alex’ head back and made him look into his eyes. There was a
hunger and yet a submission in the blue eyes that calmed him and at the same
time aroused him. “Twenty slaps with my hand. I want you to count.”
“Yes sir.” Conrad removed his shirt and positioned himself. Waiting
another moment he watched how Alex relaxed slightly and then delivered his
first blow.
“One” Alex’ voice wavered but Conrad heard only pleasure and enhancing
the force behind his blows he delivered the remaining nineteen in a fast
succession.
“Twenty” By the last blow Alex trembled almost uncontrollably and his
entire body seemed to strain both away and towards Conrad’s hands. Gently
Conrad wiped one tear from Alex’ cheek and kissed him on his lips.
“You did very good.”
He leaned down and opened the bonds that tied Alex’ feet to the ground
before he also released his hands. “Get on the bed on your back with your hands
up on the posts.”
Alex complied immediately, but he couldn’t hide the wince when his
burning ass came in contact with the cold sheets. Conrad
pulled the restraints from the side and bound Alex’ arms tight before fastening
his legs too.
“That was enough pain for today, you did great. I’m proud of you.”
The words drew a whimper from Alex and Conrad smiled before he moved to
cover Alex’ body with his still clothed body. The feeling of Alex’ muscular
body against him made Conrad even harder than the entire scene had made him
before. Alex was beautiful, but Conrad knew that there was much more to him
than a pretty face and he wanted to give Alex a night to remember.
The desire to make this encounter special, to make it unforgettable made
Conrad drop the blindfold onto the floor. “I won’t blind fold you, because I
want you to see everything I do to you.”
Alex whimpered, but his eyes were grateful. “Thank you
sir.”
Conrad shivered, but he hid his lust as he began to caress Alex’ bound
body with his hands and lips. Soon Alex moaned and whimpered at every touch and
his body trembled whenever Conrad touched him.
“Please sir, please.” Conrad looked up at the barely coherent man and
smiled. “What do you want, beautiful?”
You, please take me.” The words were a plea and yet they were spoken
almost like a command and Conrad pulled at the clamped nipples in reaction. Alex
cried out at the pain and his body jerked in his bonds.
“I’ll take you when I want you. You’re here for my pleasure, do you
understand?”
“I understand sir.” Alex whispered and moaned as Conrad licked at his
cock head. Conrad smiled at the sound and moved away completely. Alex whimpered
at the loss of contact and Conrad turned away quickly to grab a dildo and some
lube. He lubed the toy and slowly moved it over Alex’ cock before he slipped a
lubed finger into Alex’ body and found it relaxed enough. He inserted the dildo
and felt Alex tighten around it.
“This will have to do until I decide what to do with you. I want you to
think about my cock in you, about my hands on your skin and about what I can do
to you. I want you to think about my body inside you, about me owning you.”
He leaned down and for the first time in their encounter he captured Alex’
lips. It was a sweet, tender kiss and although he didn’t show it, the kiss
affected Conrad deeply.
“I won’t go far, but I want you to think about obedience while I’m
gone.”
He left the room and sat down in a chair in the next room with the door
still open. He would still be able to hear if Alex said his safe word, but Alex
couldn’t see him.
---
Alex was flooded with sensations. His ass ached from the spanking he had
received and from the thick dildo inside him, his nipples burned from the
clamps and yet he was overwhelmed by the memory of Conrad’s touches, Conrad’s
lips on his skin and of course he couldn’t not think about Conrad’s words.
“My body inside
you, owning you.”
It was so much more than Alex had expected from tonight, so much more
than he had experienced in his past encounters. He ached to have Conrad touch
him again and a moan escaped him as he thought how Conrad had touched him, how
he had found every single one of Alex’ hot spots immediately. He needed Conrad,
needed to please him…
But right now he was alone with his thoughts and emotions whirling
around inside his mind. Had he somehow driven Conrad away? Had he made a
mistake? Was Conrad angry? The questions started to upset him when suddenly a
warm hand cupped his cheek gently.
“If only you could see yourself right now, beautiful.” Conrad’s voice
was soothing, gentle and Alex felt affection and something deeper grow inside
him. The feeling scared him, but before he could dwell on it Conrad covered him
with his body and Alex moaned as he realized that Conrad was naked.
“You feel so good, beautiful.” Sharp blinding pain seared through Alex
as Conrad’s chest pressed against his clamped nipples and at the same time pleasure
made him moan as Conrad manipulated the dildo so that it pushed against his
prostate. The dual sensations made his head spin and he pulled at his bonds
until he felt Conrad’s hands on his wrists.
“Stop that or I’ll stop.”
The threat was clear and Alex stilled immediately making Conrad smile
proudly. The smile made him feel heady and Conrad leaned down to lick at his
collarbone. Alex moaned not knowing how much more of that sweet torture he
could take.
Conrad removed the dildo and Alex screamed against the emptiness, but
the scream died in a gasp when Conrad filled him with one hard thrust. Conrad’s
eyes locked with his as the started to move. “I’m inside you,
can you feel me owning you? You’re mine.”
None of his previous masters had ever said anything like that to him. Alex
moaned and barely managed to speak, barely found the strength to answer. “Yes,
I’m yours.”
Something crossed Conrad’s face, but even as Alex tried to concentrated on the emotion he had seen, he was diverted by
the feeling of strong fingers releasing his bound cock. “I’ll remove the
string, but you are not allowed to come until I say so.”
It was a hard order to follow. Alex could feel his entire body throb
with desire. Still he held on, and to his surprise he found strength somewhere
inside him to obey. Conrad’s eyes were full of warmth as he looked at Alex and
then Alex felt hands at his nipples.
The command to let go and come was followed by the blinding pain of
blood rushing back into his nipples and Alex fell apart. He felt nothing but
pain and pleasure, and he shattered between the two emotions and even as he
flew on the high of sensations he knew that he was about to lose himself. Then
he came back and met deep blue eyes, they grounded him, and he let himself fall
again safe in the knowledge that Conrad would keep him whole.
---
Watching Alex fall apart and feeling his body tighten
around his cock was Conrad’s undoing. He came hard enough to see stars and as Alex
went limp against him, Conrad blanketed his body tenderly for a moment while
they were still connected. His own emotions were in a whirlwind and he didn’t
want to let go of the other man.
I’m yours.
Alex had said that, but had he meant it? Conrad mentally shook his head,
then slowly he got up and disposed his condom,
released Alex from his restraints and cleaned him. He put some soothing cream
on the abused nipples and after a moment of hesitation, he gathered Alex in his
arms.
He watched as Alex’ eyes opened and met his slowly. Conrad knew that Alex
was still deep in subspace and he caressed the angular face lovingly. “You were
wonderful, my beautiful.”
Alex beamed and the slight fear disappeared from his eyes. Conrad pulled
him closer despite his better judgment and let himself
enjoy the feeling of holding Alex in his arms. Their eyes met and Conrad
sighed. “ I need you to come back up, beautiful. Take
your time, take all the time you need.”
He caressed Alex’ back and observed carefully while Alex took several
deep breaths and slowly, consciously came back to reality. Their eyes met and
Conrad knew right then that he wanted more. Alex affected him on so many levels
that letting him go wasn’t an option.
“Are you ok?” Alex smiled softly at the question and leaned closer
against Conrad. “Never been better.”
Conrad slowly put his arms around Alex and pulled the other man closer.
The thought that other men had held him like that was a punch in his face and
tightening his hold on his lover, Conrad sighed. “I don’t want this to be a one
time thing.”
Alex tensed immediately and Conrad cursed himself for his lack of
patience. Silently he waited for Alex to move away, but instead Alex turned
around and looked at him.
“What do you want then?”
Seeing curiosity and anticipation in Alex’ eyes, Conrad decided that he
had only one chance and he would take it. “I want you to be mine.”
---
I want you to be mine.
Conrad’s words echoed through Alex and for a moment he had to fight
himself against falling into subspace again. Conrad had been honest with him
and he deserved an honest answer. Alex looked at the man who still held him
tenderly and after another moment of hesitation, he met Conrad’s eyes.
The emotions there floored him and he understood that Conrad had indeed
opened himself up and the vulnerability in Conrad’s eyes was the final argument
for Alex’ decision.
“I’m yours.”
---
*Canada, Present time*
“They had a long distance relationship that grew more and more intense
for almost two years.” Nick smiled at the fascination in Grissom’s face. He
knew that his lover still thought of Conrad Ecklie as a robot and that the
thought of Ecklie as a sexual being was a very strange one.
“Was that when Ecklie founded the lounge?” Nick shook his head at
Grissom’s question.
“No, he founded it after Alex transferred to Vegas.” Grissom smiled at
Nick and Nick had to restrain himself from grabbing his lover. Having an
accident on a mountain road in Canada because he molested the driver wasn’t
exactly high on his list. Grissom navigated their car through the never ending
forest with an almost uncanny grace and as Nick remained silent, he sent a look
towards him.
“Why did Vartaan transfer?”
Nick swallowed hard and for a moment he lost his good humor. “Because he was shot.”
---
*Los Angeles 10 years ago*
“Mr. Ecklie? This is Detective Maher from LAPD,
I’m Detective Vartaan’s partner.” Conrad froze at the words and fear clenched
in his gut. There was only one reason why Gordon Maher would call him. Conrad was Alex’ emergency contact.
“What happened?” He was amazed at how quiet his voice sounded, but he
knew that Maher’s next words had the power to completely destroy his world.
“Alex was shot during a raid today. The bullet nicked his lung, he’s in
critical condition.”
No, Conrad shook his head in denial. It couldn’t be,
Alex couldn’t be in critical condition. They would meet each other in two days,
they had so many plans.
“Mr. Ecklie?” Maher’s voice was concerned and Conrad fought for control
until he found his voice again. “Which hospital is he in?”
Maher gave him the name and Conrad ended the phone call as if he was in
trance. The room was spinning around him until he reached for the phone again
and called his boss.
“I have an accident in the family and I need some time off.” Conrad knew
that he had more than enough holidays accumulated and his boss agreed
immediately to give him the rest of the week off. After calling his deputy,
Conrad packed some clothing and drove off.
He knew that if he left now, he would be in LA in a couple of hours. He
drove fast and in silence with one thought running through his mind again and
again.
He couldn’t lose Alex.
---
Conrad’s voice was the first thing Alex heard when he woke and for a
moment he thought that he was still dreaming. Then he felt strong hands grip
his and he knew those hands, knew them intimately and he understood that Conrad
was here, that he was real.
It was then when he heard his lover speaking. “Don’t leave Alex, please,
don’t leave me. I never told you, but I love you more than my life. I need you, I need you so much... Please, don’t leave me.”
Conrad’s voice was hoarse and exhausted and Alex reacted automatically
as he opened his eyes and pressed Conrad’s hand. “I love you too.”
For a moment their eyes locked and Alex saw the memory of fear and pain
in Conrad’s blue eyes. He pressed Conrad’s hand again and assured his scared
lover gently. “I won’t leave you. I’m yours.”
Conrad swallowed hard and a tear slowly made its way down over his face.
“You’re mine.”
---
*Canada, Present time*
“So Alex got a transfer to Vegas to be with Conrad?” Grissom was
fascinated by the story that Nick had told him. It showed him a side in Conrad
Ecklie that he hadn’t thought existed in the ambitious man. Nick nodded, but
was too engrossed in his book to answer properly.
Grissom reached over and started to massage Nick’s tight. Nick looked up
and smiled. “What? I told you their story.”
“Not everything, not how the club was formed.” Nick shook his head and
shrugged. “That’s because I don’t know. Alex never told me and I’m not exactly
in the position to ask Conrad. All I know is that it was founded a year after Alex
moved to Vegas and that since then Conrad has opened up branches in LA, NY and
Miami and is now talking about taking it overseas to London or Paris.”
“There’s a blue moon lounge in New York?” Grissom
wasn’t surprised that the club’s concept was successful. But he had a special
interest in the New York lounge.
Nick
nodded. “Yeah, although I think he’s called the bar and the club ‘Lune bleu’
for some reason.”
Grissom
pulled Nick closer and sighed as his partner leaned against him. He had to talk
to Conrad and then he needed to write a friend in New York.
The End