Rating: NC-17 for adult content
Archive: My site IrishDachsie's CSI Fanfiction. Anywhere else, ask first!!
Disclaimer: The author does not own CSI. No profit is being made from this story.
Grissom was sitting at his desk, going through yet another stack of paperwork. Catherine stood in his doorway and smiled. He had changed so much since Sara. He was still the best criminalist she had ever seen, but he was much happier now.
He looked up at her and saw her grin. "What?"
"When's the date?"
He looked confused for a split second and then looked down at his paperwork. "I don't know, she won't tell me."
"You haven't discussed it?"
He sighed heavily and met her eyes again. "I told her to name the date and I'd be there."
"Ooh... real romantic, aren't you?"
Sara slipped in the door behind Catherine with Warrick in tow. Casually, she walked to his desk and kissed his lips gently. Smiling at him as he blushed, she ruffled his hair a bit. "December seventh." As he returned her smile, she turned to Catherine before walking out. "And... it was romantic... you just had to be there to understand."
Grissom chuckled as Sara left the room. He quickly glanced at the calendar. 'Two weeks and two days.' His smile widened.
They managed to get through the rest of the shift with a little ribbing from their coworkers. They were both extremely relieved when it was time to go home. As he started to pull out of the parking lot, she touched his arm. He looked at her, questioning her. Her smile formed quickly. "You promised to take me shopping today."
He returned her smile, blushed lightly, and pulled out in the other direction. "The things I let you talk me into..."
She snorted. "Yeah... like you won't enjoy it."
He raised his eyebrow and joined in with her laughter.
He got out of the car hesitantly and shut the door. Leaning against the fender, he looked at her. "Um... why... uh... why don't I just... um... wait for you out here..."
She shook her head and grinned at him before walking to him and grabbing his hand. "Why don't you come in and help me." She pulled him from his leaning position and began walking towards the building.
She grinned and leaned up to kiss him. "Yeah..."
"Sara..." He looked into her eyes and sighed. "Come on..."
He followed her closely as she winded her way through the clothes, the books, the movies... stopping only when she reached her destination.
"Been here before, have you?"
She laughed and gave him a wink. "You know I have..."
Lacing her fingers with his, she began perusing through the shelves and dildos and vibrators. He was more than a little uncomfortable.
She pulled a box from the shelf and looked at him. "What do you think?"
He glanced at the small vibrator and his eyes instinctively dropped to his own crotch. "Sara... that's... uh... a little... small, isn't it?"
She giggled. "Start small... and work up, remember?" He blushed at the stupidity of his own question. He shifted his weight nervously. Her hand tightened around his and he met her eyes. "Hey... are you okay?"
He slowly nodded, giving her a faint smile. She kissed his cheek and continued with her task.
As they made their way to the checkout counter with five boxes varying in size, he stopped suddenly. "Gil?"
He fished out his wallet and handed her a hundred dollar bill. She took it and gave him a smile. "I'll be right out, honey."
He nodded and walked towards the door. She laughed to herself. He had actually handled being in here much better than she thought he would've.
He opened the door for her and watched as she set the bag on the coffee table before taking a seat on the sofa. He inhaled deeply as he removed his jacket, hanging it on the coatrack before sitting down beside her.
She was busy pulling boxes out of the bag and opening each one. Gingerly, he picked up the smallest one. He set it back down and reached for the largest of her purchases. She watched as he carefully examined it. Smiling, she took it from his hand and crawled on top of him. His hands immediately came to a rest on her hips as her tongue entered his mouth. She ground her hips against him, drawing a moan from deep within him. She leaned into him and whispered into his ear. "Do you want to try?"
"Sara..." He could barely breathe.
She rolled her hips again, feeling him harden underneath her. "Do you?"
"Uh... Sara... yes... yes, I do." He pulled her into a passionate kiss, sighing heavily as she gently pulled from his arms and stood in front of him.
His hand gently massaged his erection as she smiled. "Go get ready, okay?"
"Where... are you... going?"
"Bathroom... I'll be there in a couple of minutes, okay?"
He slowly nodded as she turned down the hall. Carefully, he stood and made his way to the bedroom with a bag of toys in his hand.
Closing the bathroom door behind her, she sighed heavily. 'We're really going to do this... ' Her smile broadened as she bent over and opened the door to the cabinet under the sink.
Pulling out the green Fleet box, she smiled. She definitely wanted this to be as clean as an experience as possible.
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