Title: Heat Wave - SN

Author: loubric

Rating: N - Mature for a reason!!!!!!

Disclaimers: I have no rights to CSI. It belongs to CBS, Alliance Atlantis, Anthony Zuicker and any number of persons and entities other than me. No infringement is intended in any way, and this story is not for profit. The storyline, however is mine so please don't use it without my permission!

A/N: For the record I am a die-hard GSR fan ….. But for me, Nick always comes a close second (and Greg a third choice) anyway I was reading various fanfic's by fellow authors and came across a few of Sara and Nick, then I went and watched some you tube "snicker" clips and this short fluff/smut story just came to me. I'm not really sure when this story is set, maybe early CSI season 1 or 2. So, my apologizes for not doing a GSR story but you gotta go with the flow…... I would appreciate any constructive criticism. Positive and negative feedback is always welcome

Nick looked up from the computer he was working at and whistled softly under his breathe as he saw Sara walking down the corridor. He jumped up so quickly that he nearly knocked his chair over. He rushed over to the doorway and leaned his muscular body against the frame and slyly looked down the passageway.

Sara was running her fingers through her dark auburn hair and breathing heavily making her chest heave. Her white shirt, sleeves rolled up, buttons open just enough to get a glimpse of her cleavage, tied just under her bust, gave Nick a great view of her toned and very exposed midriff. She casually put her hands in the pockets of her very short denim skirt and exhaled in an attempt to cool herself off.

Nick ran a hand through his crew cut hair and felt the perspiration run down his neck, and he realized that it wasn't just the lack of cool air that was making him sweat.

He made eye-contact with her and grinned sexily at her. She walked over and stood in front of him.

She smiled back at him "Hey Nicky…"

God… he loved it when she called him that. "Hey Sara … hot isn't it…" and he couldn't help looking her up and down, admiring her long athletic legs as she stood inches away from him.

"Well, it doesn't help that it's over 100 degree's outside and that the lab's air con is on the fritz.." she added fanning a hand against her face.

Grissom walked past and did a double take as he saw Sara standing in her tight shirt and skirt. He stopped next to her, and glancing from her to Nick and said gruffly "Following dress standards I see Sara…" but he couldn't resist a quick glance at her slim body.

Sara looked at him and pursed her lips "When the air kicks in, I'll adhere to the dress code, until then … you're lucky I'm not wearing a bikini…"

Grissom just grunted and walked off, not before sharing a look with Nick though.

Trying to change the subject Nick asked "I need to take a break, wanna meet me in the break room for a drink??"

She smiled brightly at him "Sure, give me 5 minutes and I'll meet you there" and with that she stalked off. He leaned forward and looked appreciatively at the back of her which was just as attractive as the front.

He walked to the locker room, wanting to change out of the sweat drenched t-shirt he had on under his lab coat. He removed the coat and then pulled his t-shirt off. He felt a muscle cramp up in his left shoulder and he grimaced as the pain shot through him. He stepped back and pushed his arms against the lockers, trying to stretch his back out.

Sara saw him out of the corner of her eye and stopped dead in her tracks. There was Nick, topless, flexing his muscles and making her stomach feel topsy turvy.

She shook her head. This is Nick …. Nicky …. Sweet Nick…. Absolutely gorgeous Nicky she thought as she continued to stare at him.

He turned his body slightly and she was amazed at his muscular chest. He raised his arms high above his head, making his jeans slip down slightly so that his lower abdomen muscles were clearly visible.

She felt the heat rise in her face as she looked further down to the obvious bulge in his pants. Reluctantly she tore herself away from him, not wanting him to catch her staring.

What Sara didn't know was that Nick knew very well that she had been staring at him. He smiled to himself as he put his clean t-shirt on and headed for the break room.

Sara was already sitting down, and had two cans of coke on the table next to two glasses filled with ice, obviously waiting for him to arrive.

Nick wrapped his arm around his back, in an attempt to relieve the still tense muscle. Sara looked up as he walked in the room and her eyes narrowed.

"Sore shoulder?" she asked as he sat down next to her.

"Yeah… I dunno what the hell I did…. Think I pulled it last night…" he replied.

She raised her eyebrow "Last night eh???"

He blushed faintly and mumbled "At gym …"

"Here …." she stood up "….let me" she said as he stood behind him and slowly but aggressively started to rub his sore muscle.

"Oh… no it's okay…." he started to protest but as soon as her hands were on him his eyes closed.

"Nicky … your muscle is so tight" she smiled and then added flirtatiously "Take your shirt off so I can work at it better…"

He hesitated slightly but she started tugged at the material and he wanted to feel her hands on his skin so badly that he agreed.

Sara started breathing a little faster and she couldn't believe she had denied these obvious feelings for Nick, still she didn't want to appear too forward incase he didn't feel the same.

She decided to let her hands do the talking.

She bent down and whispered in his ear sending a shiver down his spine "Sit forward a bit Nicky, so I can start a bit lower…"

She started at his lower back, pushing and kneading along the sides of his spine until she reached his shoulders. His back was muscular and firm and she admired it from the angle she was standing.

He let out a soft groan and then suddenly he reached arm behind and grabbed her wrist, stopping her midway.

Sara looked surprised "What's wrong?"

He turned to look at her, his eyes blazing. "Sara …" he murmured.

He stood up, and slowly put his hands around her waist. The quick intake of her breath was all he needed and he pulled her against his hard frame.

Their eyes meeting momentarily and then his lips were on hers and it was passion like she had never known. His lips were warm, soft and insistently pried her mouth open. She obeyed and his tongue entered and met hers.

He kissed her once, twice, three times and soon she had lost count. His strong hands ran up her bare arms, making her tremble. He smiled through their kisses.

He pulled away gently "Let me close the door…" he murmured.

Nick went and closed the door, locking it behind him. He went and closed all the blinds to avert intruders and turned around.

What he saw was breathtaking.

Sara was sitting on the edge of the table, her legs slightly open, swinging them seductively. He sauntered casually over to her.

"Sidle …" he said softly "…you should definitely wear skirts more often…".

She smiled up at him "..Only for you Nicky…"

He stood between her legs and placed his hands on either side of her legs on the table.

She turned her face up to his expectantly and got a close up view of his chiseled torso. She put her hands on his upper chest and slowly ran them down till they sat just above his jeans.

He kissed her and she slowly undid his pants buttons, making him groan. He pushed her down onto the table. He started running his hand from her ankle, slowly up her leg, then thigh until it was up her skirt. She moaned at his touch.

He was lying on top of her now, grinding his pelvis against her body. He kissed her cheeks, throat ears and finally her upper chest.

She slowly unbuttoned the rest of her shirt. He expertly undid and removed her bra and smirked as he saw her pert breasts. He kissed down between them and then teased each nipple with his tongue. She whispered his name.

He reached over her, across the table and grabbed a piece of ice from the glass. Holding the cube between his fingers he grinned naughtily at her "Let's see if I can cool you down a bit..."

He started at her her navel and gently ran the ice up her stomach and past her breasts. He rubbed it on each nipple making her gasp out loud. Finally he ran it up her neck and wet her lips with it. By the time he was finished the ice had melted.

She looked at him, her breathing getting faster "...Nicky ... now I'm all wet..."and smiled.

He started kissing her again and slyly let his right hand slip into her panties. His fingers gently slipped inside her, making her moan his name. She was so warm and soft. His kisses became more aggressive, and he found he couldn't stop.

She brought her one leg up and struggled to get her hand into his boxers and he laughed seductively.

Greg was whistling as he walked down the passage. He stopped outside the break room confused at the closed door and blind. He stood by the door and could here muffled sounds.

He had his ear pressed against the door when suddenly…

"HEY!!!" a voice screamed in his ear.

Greg jumped out of fright and then met Warrick and Catherine amused faces.

"Very funny guys…." He whispered.

"Why are you whispering Greg…" Catherine asked as she too realized the door was shut and the blinds closed.

Greg shushed her and pointed to the room behind him.

Warrick walked to the window while Catherine and Greg listened by the door.

Peering through the window, Warrick found a section of blind that wasn't closed and his eyes grew wide as he saw what was going on in the kitchen.

Under his breath he murmured "Cath, Greg …. Come here it's ….Sara and Nick getting it on…"

"What!!!!" Catherine said a bit loudly.

Catherine and Greg stumbled over each other to get to the window.

All three sets of eyes were pressed up against the window.

"Man oh man….. if Grissom finds out…" Greg said.

"If Grissom finds out what???" Grissom said haughtily behind them.

They turned around hurriedly, trying to cover the view into the kitchen, and all started talking at once…

"Thought we saw a rat…" Warrick said and got strange looks from the other two.

"Power went out…" Catherine shrugged.

"Nothing interesting…." Greg said feebly.

"Hhhhhhmmmm…" was all Grissom said and reached for the door.

Realizing they were defeated, Catherine, Warrick and Greg went with him trying to distract him, but he was relentless.

Grissom grabbed the door handle and opened the door, shocked to see Sara and Nick half naked on the table.

Sara and Nick were kissing furiously and didn't notice until it was too late that the door had opened.

They heard a cough, looked up, and saw Catherine, Grissom, Warrick and Greg all staring at them, wide-eyed.

Nick smirked, embarrassingly. Sara blushed and hissed, "I thought you locked the door…"

"I thought I did..." he whispered back.

Grissom stared at them, his jealously overwhelming "Nick … Sara… my office as soon as you're decent.." and he turned and walked away.

Greg started clapped, Catherine was laughing and Warrick was still flabbergasted.

After they left, Sara and Nick got off the table and tried to compose themselves.

As Sara started to leave, Nick caught her arm and pulled her into his arms "Maybe we can continue this later on, at my place…" he nuzzled into her ear.

She smiled up at him as she tried buttoning up her shirt "I can't wait…"

They left the room, feeling like two teenagers being caught out by their teachers. They dreaded what the principal would say…..

The End