Rating: NC-17 for adult content
Archive: My site IrishDachsie's CSI Fanfiction. Anywhere else, ask first!!
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After slipping on a pair of sweatpants and a tee shirt, he walked her out to her car. He kissed her lips tenderly and held her close to his body. "Be careful tonight, okay?"
Her hands rested on his chest as she smiled. "I always am. Get some sleep, okay?" Her lips met his again.
"Yeah... if you need anything, call."
She nodded as her hands moved around his neck. "I love you."
"Love you too." He reached behind her and opened the door for her. Smiling, he ran his hand through her hair. "Get to work."
She laughed as she got in and started the engine. She blew him a kiss and backed out of the driveway. He stood and watched her until she was out of sight. Then he walked back into the house and turned the computer on.
Catherine was the first to see Sara. After greeting her, her eyes traveled to Sara's hand. "Oh, my God! He asked?"
Sara blushed. "This morning."
Catherine hugged her before looking at her seriously. "Tell me what the inscription means."
Sara laughed before explaining the story to her.
After printing off a few pages from a very resourceful internet site, Grissom made his way to the bedroom. Slowly, he shed his clothes and climbed into bed. He laughed at the thought that less than a year ago he would've felt very uncomfortable sleeping naked in his own bed. But, that was before Sara. And now he couldn't stand the feel of clothes against his skin when he was trying to sleep. He sighed heavily. He missed her. He couldn't sleep without her anymore.
Reaching for the remote, he turned the television on. He rested his head against the pillows and breathed in Sara's scent. His mind turned to their earlier conversation. 'God, I can't... what if...' Television was not holding his attention, the thought of Sara was. He could feel himself getting harder.
Sara caught up with Catherine walking down the hall. "Cath... I need to run out for a minute, okay?"
"Sure." She smiled at the young brunette in front of her. "Miss him, don't you?"
Sara returned her smile. "Yeah, I do."
"He was in the same shape last night."
Sara giggled and met Catherine's eyes. "I won't be long... if I'm not back before you need me, page me."
Sara quickly walked to her car.
She quietly closed the door, not wanting to wake him. As she made her way down the hall, she heard his familiar grunt. Smiling, she stood in the doorway to their bedroom and watched him.
His eyes were closed, his right hand slowly stroking himself. He moaned lightly and licked his lips. She loved watching him. Slowly she made her way to the bed.
A smile formed on his lips as he felt her weight shift the bed slightly. Opening his eyes, he met her smile. His hand was still moving slowly as he opened his mouth. "You... are supposed... to be... at work..."
"I missed you." Her hand gently covered his. "Let me."
He removed his hand and enjoyed the feel of hers jacking him off. He breathed deeply and gazed into her eyes. "You feel so good Sara."
She answered him with a smile and light kiss. She felt his right hand move to her stomach, moving slowly to unbutton her pants. She quickly took his hand and placed it beside his head, lacing her fingers with his. "No, babe... this is for you, okay?"
"I want to touch you."
She silenced him with a kiss and quickened her movement. His fingers tightened around hers. He was so close. She felt him jerk lightly in her hand and smiled. Seconds later, he moaned loudly as he ejaculated. His sperm landing violently on his chest. She grinned as she leaned down and carefully licked him clean. Her tongue followed the trail of semen up his chest. With the last drop lovingly licked clean, she kissed him, allowing his tongue to mingle with hers.
He slowly opened his eyes and smiled at her. "Thank you." Watching her blush, his hand caressed her face. "Can you stay a while longer?"
She glanced towards the clock, her eyes finding the stack of papers lying on the nightstand. She smiled as she read the title on the printouts. 'The pleasures of anal sex.' She smiled to herself with the thought that he was always the scientist... always researching. He was thinking about it... just like he promised. Quickly, she remembered his question. "I wish I could... I just took a short break. I wanted to see you." Her eyes caught his. "I thought you'd be asleep."
He grinned. "Can't... are you disappointed?"
She kissed his lips, letting her tongue meander over his skin. "No... I... uh... need to get back to work."
"Okay." He pulled her down for another kiss as his hands ran through her hair. "I'll have breakfast ready for you when you get home."
She smiled back at him. "You better."
He watched her walk out of the bedroom, heard the front door close and lock, and listened as she pulled back out of the driveway. He sighed heavily, reached for the stack of papers on the nightstand, and put his glasses back on. "God... Sara..."
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