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- THAT MEANS TWO MEN IN ROMANTIC &/or SEXUAL SITUATIONS!"
A Simple Kiss?
by elfin
Catherine's words played back in his mind, 'If you're no longer a CSI,
then neither are we.'
He watched them filter out of his front door, watched Sara wave back at
him. He bit his bottom lip once and decided, 'now or never.'
"Nicky?"
The last man out of the door hesitated and turned, his expression
innocent, concerned. "Yeah?"
"Could you... stay for a minute?"
"Sure."
As the young man let go of the door handle, Gil caught Catherine's look
over his shoulder. He raised his chin. "I just need to go
over a couple of things."
She nodded, smirking. "It's about time."
Off Nick's confused frown, she hooked the door closed with her hand.
Nick crossed back to where Gil was standing in the centre of the wooden
floored room.
"You okay?"
Gil took the risk he rarely dared take and let his eyes wander for a
moment over Nick's attentive face, those big eyes watching him right
back, adoring as usual.
It made him sad in a way that anyone should look at him like that, but
chances like this wouldn't come along too often. At least he
hoped not.
"I'm fine." He finally answered Nick's question. "I'm going
to... do something and if it's out of order you have my permission to
knee me in the balls."
Nick's expression changed then. His eyes darkened just a little,
lips parted as if to speak but he didn't. He nodded once and
waited. When Gil's rough fingertips came up either side of his
face and touched his cheeks, Nick could feel the almost imperceptible
trembling of the other man's hands.
He watched, amazed, as Gil's eyes closed. And then his boss' soft
mouth touched his own and his heart exploded.
Not daring to give the older man time to change his mind, to run as he
had done so damned often, Nick flicked his tongue over Gil's lips and
reached around to cradle the heavy head against his palm. He
threaded his fingers through greying curls, entangling himself.
Easing the two of them closer, Nick let his actions speak for him,
reassuring Gil he wasn't about to get 'kneed in the balls'.
A rough tongue swept over his own, tasting, probably analysing Nick
realised with a slight smile, and he held on, wrapping his free arm
around the pliant body in his arms, his hand resting just above the
swell of a denim-clad ass.
If he'd been in any doubt concerning Gil's affect on him, another part
of his anatomy was also answering the siren call of the kiss.
He took a single step closer and met with his boss' response, the muted
touch eliciting a groan from Nick and a deep rumble from Gil's
throat.
Nick's grip in Gil's hair instinctively tightened, causing pain that
didn't register and drawing the exploring tongue further into his mouth.
He felt the overwhelming need to wrap himself around the other man and
never let go. He hooked an ankle around Gil's shin and the
resulting contact brought forth a sob of desire so desperate Nick
thought he might come just from hearing it.
With a great force of effort, he slowed them even if he didn't manage
to bring them to a complete stop.
Gil's hands had moved over him and were resting at the small of his
back as he leaned away a little.
"I have to work. I have to do this for you."
Gil tried his damnedest to ignore his thundering heart and aching
arousal. He nodded, not trusting his voice for a moment.
"I want this," Nick continued, eyes raking over Gil's flushed face and
swollen lips, " I want you. But it has to wait." He could
barely believe it was him speaking, his cracking voice saying the words.
Nodding once sharply, Gil closed his eyes and leaned his forehead
against Nick's. "You're not just running?" he whispered.
Nick marvelled at the change he'd wrought in his self-possessed boss in
only a couple of minutes.
"I'm not running, Gil. Not ever." He felt the deep breath
sucked in and released before he was released. For a moment
longer he stood and stared. "Remind me to thank Ecklie."
Gil smiled, chuckled. "Don't ever thank Ecklie."
"See you in a little while?"
"I'm all yours."
Nick grinned. "You have no idea how long I've waited to hear you
say that." Unable to stop himself from stealing a second, more
tentative kiss, Nick turned and determinedly left Gil's townhouse.
fin
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