Chapter 1
"I've missed you so much!" Greg said through quick breaths and passionate kisses after throwing himself in Nick's arms before he could even close the door.
Nick slammed the door of Greg's apartment closed with his foot as he wrapped his arms around his lover, giving in to the passion and heat. Nick knew he needed to talk to Greg, he had to tell him about Texas, but more than that he needed to feel Greg - ALL of him - and he needed that more than he needed air at the moment.
Greg pulled Nick down the hallway toward his bedroom by the collar, pulling off Nick's shirt as soon as they entered the room and before pushing Nick onto the bed. Greg stood next to the bed, looking down at his boyfriend, admiring the firm lines of his bare torso. Greg slowly removed his clothes.
"You need to get naked - now - Tex." Greg growled.
Nick's cock felt harder than he could ever remember it feeling, springing to life at the sound of Greg's lust. Nick freed himself of his jeans and boxers and pulled Greg on top of him.
Nick pulled Greg into a kiss that told Greg that Nick missed him too. Their hips began to grind together.
"God - Nick - you feel so good. I've missed you so fucking much!" Greg said as he lunged to taste the skin of Nick's neck. "I was so worried when you didn't call (kiss) and I am so mad at you for not calling for two weeks (kiss) but I'll yell at you later. Right now (kiss) I just want to kiss you (kiss) and suck you (kiss) and fuck you."
"Mmmmm." Nick groaned, unable to form words as Greg's tongue lingered on Nick's nipples.
Greg smiled on Nick's skin, feeling satisfied that he had left his lover speechless. Greg continued his lingual journey of Nick's body until he had Nick's cock in his mouth, sucking and licking and tickling until Nick came. Greg heard his name mixed with words being screamed in the language of Nick's orgasm. Greg eagerly swallowed every bit of Nick's orgasm before lunging to Nick's lips once again.
"You taste so fucking good, Nicky. I love you so much."
"I love you, Greg,(kiss) so much. I missed you so much (kiss) missed this so fucking much. Greg, I need to feel you (kiss) I need to feel all of you (kiss) inside. Please (kiss) Greg, please fill me up. Fuck me (kiss) please (kiss) need it (kiss) need you (kiss) so much." Nick's voice shook.
Greg could hear the emotion in Nick's voice, could feel Nick's body shaking. "Oh, baby, you DID miss me - didn't you? Nicky - I love you so much. I'm right here baby."
"Fuck me." Nick said - full of determination - eyes burning with lust and need as he looked into Greg's eyes.
Greg reached for the drawer next to the bed, searching for a condom and lube.
"No." Nick grabbed the condom from Greg. "I want to feel you - ALL of you."
Greg stared into Nick's eyes - trying to read him. They have never fucked without protection and Greg wasn't sure how comfortable he was with the notion. He saw such need in Nicks eyes - he saw something else too. Some emotion he had never seen in Nick's eyes before - and it was impossible to read.
Greg wanted to fill that need - he wanted to answer Nick's silent plea - that unknown raw emotion that came through in his eyes. Greg began to prepare his lover with his fingers.
"Now Greg, please, inside." Nick gasped as he pulled Greg's hands away and meshed their fingers together as he adjusted his body to allow Greg access. "Now, Greg."
Greg could feel his cock brushing against Nick's ass. Suddenly, he felt Nick's other hand grab his hard - very hard - cock and push it into his tight body. Greg slowly pushed himself into Nick, being careful not to go too fast, especially since he did not take the time to stretch him. Nick couldn't wait - he pushed himself into Greg until Greg's cock was completely inside of him. Nick bit Greg's shoulder - hard. Greg screamed. Nick clenched his teeth harder. Greg could feel himself breathing faster, his body hot and wet from sweat. Greg buried his face in Nick's neck as Nick unclenched his teeth from Greg's shoulder.
"Fuck me, Babe - hard." Nick said - breathless - against Greg's ear. "HARDER"
Greg thrust himself into Nick. Nick met each stroke with his own, pushing himself and Greg further together. Greg felt himself going deeper into Nick than he ever had - though Nick had only allowed Greg to fuck him on two other occasions. Mostly Nick was the one fucking and Greg was the one gladly taking everything Nick had to give. Greg has never seen Nick like this - ever. Greg loved it. He could feel Nick's cock - hard again and dripping. Greg began to stroke Nick in perfect synchronicity.
As they came together - the most perfectly connected orgasm they have ever experienced - they both screamed "I love you."
Greg collapsed on top of Nick, panting and concentrating on getting is heart to beat normally. "Wow. (pant) Nicky. (pant) That was amazing. (pant) I'm not going to (pant) yell at you for not calling now. You've just earned a free pass." Greg chuckled into Nick's neck.
Greg recovered enough to move and started to pull himself off - and out - of Nick. Nick tightened his hold on Greg.
"No - don't - not yet." Nick felt himself begin to cry - his heart felt like it was literally breaking - ripping in two. "I love you. I love you. I love you. Baby, I love you so much. So, so much."
Greg could hear the pain in Nick's voice. "Nicky, baby, what's wrong." Greg tried to lift his head from Nick's neck so he could see his face, but Nick wouldn't let him.
"I love you." Nick whispered.
"I love you, too, baby." Greg tried to sound reassuring, not really understanding what was happening. "Miss me much, Nicky?"
Nick chuckled, rolled Greg off of him and pulled their bodies together, lying face to face on their sides. "I did. I missed you and I love you. I'll always love you, Greg - no matter what."
Nick touched Greg's face - very gently. To Greg it felt like Nick was mapping his face - taking a picture with his fingers. As Nick's fingers traced the lines of his face, neck, shoulders, and arms - Greg fell asleep. The last thought running through Greg's mind was how delicious it felt to feel Nick in his bed - content to have his world complete again.
~*~
Greg's alarm went off four hours later. He struggled to make sense of the noise as he slowly swam out of the sludge of his deep, orgasm induced sleep. Finally, the offending noise registered and Greg slammed his hand on the snooze button. He rolled over to snuggle into Nick and found nothing but a cold, empty bed. Greg blinked to adjust from being asleep to being awake and lifted his head off of the pillow to look around his room. He didn't see Nick - he didn't see any light from the bathroom or the hallway.
Greg got out of bed and walked to the bathroom - no Nick. Greg saw his reflection in the mirror and noticed the wound on his shoulder in the perfect shape of Nick's teeth. The oval shaped cuts in his flesh were puffy and bruised. Greg lightly touched the wound and it hurt. Greg was confused by Nick's behavior this morning. He was desperate, loving, and angry all at the same time. Greg took advantage of his proximity to the toilet before walking to the kitchen to start his coffee - if Nick hadn't already done it - and get his morning snuggle from his boyfriend.
Nick wasn't in the kitchen. He wasn't in the living room either. Greg went back into his bedroom and only then did he notice that Nick's clothes were gone. Nick had left while Greg was asleep.
"Hmmm - that's odd."
Greg figured Nick needed to take care of a few things at his place before work - he had been gone for two weeks after all. Greg picked up his cell phone to call his lover - feeling the need to at least say good morning - or evening depending on your work routine. It went straight to voice mail.
"Hey Baby! I wanted to give you a welcome home pre-work shower blow-job but you weren't here when I woke up. I miss you already - so plan on coming here after work. Tonight it's my turn, Tex! I love you - see you in a bit. Maybe we'll get assigned to the same case so I can stare at your ass all night."
Greg smirked as he hung up the phone.
~*~
Greg walked into the lab humming some country tune he listened to before he left his apartment - just to feel closer to Nick. He quickly put his duffle into his locker, putting on his field vest before heading to the break room for Grissom's briefing and assignments. As he passed Grissom's office he noticed Nick inside talking to Grissom - the door closed. Grissom saw Greg walk by and looked at him in an odd way. This caused Nick to turn around. Seeing his lover's eyes looking at him caused Greg to grin - he just couldn't stop until his smile felt bigger than his face. Nick just looked down, without returning the smile, and then turned back toward Grissom.
"See what I mean, Gris. He just won't stop. I mean - I really like the guy - consider him a good friend even - but I think I need to put some space between us until he gets over this crush he has on me. I mean - I've been very clear with him that I am straight as an arrow and he just won't stop with the mooning and flirting."
Grissom looked at Nick over the top of his glasses. "O.K. - Nick, but this is just temporary. I can't keep you assigned to different cases forever - we just don't have the staff for that kind of luxury. So you and Greg figure this out and figure it out fast. I'll speak to Greg as well."
"NO!" Nick realized immediately that he reacted a bit too strong. "I mean - this is kind of embarrassing - let me handle Greg. I don't want to humiliate him!"
"Fine, Nick. You have one week and then I'll be forced to step in to keep it from impacting the work - and the team."
"Thanks, Gris. I'll take care of it." Nick walked out of Grissom's office and toward the break room. He could feel his stomach twist inside of him as his heart leapt into his throat. He placed his hand on the door handle, took a deep breath, and opened the door to face the team - to face Greg.
"NICKY! You're back, man. I was starting to worry that we lost you to the tumble weeds, man!" Warrick said as he gave his friend a one arm, back-slapping hug.
"You know I have a two week threshold for Texas, Rick. But it's good to see you missed me." Nick smiled wide at his friend.
"You look like Hell, Nick. Did you just get in?" Catherine said in her usual straight-shooter style.
"Gee, love you too, Cath." Nick said as he gave her a warm, full-body hug.
Sara stayed seated, "How are your folks, Nick?"
"They are doing well, Sara. They both wanted me to send their love. You made quite an impression on them at the hospital a couple of years ago."
Sara smiled.
Nick looked at Greg, who was leaning against the counter near the coffee. Nick thought Greg looked so incredibly sexy and his heart tightened even more in his chest.
"Greg." Nick said with a nod.
"Hey, Nicky! Welcome back!" Greg stepped toward Nick to give him a manly hug - keeping their little secret while stealing a little body contact at the same time.
"Thanks, Greggo. Good to see you." Nick sat down quickly before Greg could embrace him.
Greg stopped - quickly leaning back on the counter - hoping no one noticed Nick's obvious brush-off. Greg felt very confused and a little hurt. He and Nick always enjoyed the secret surge that came from outwardly platonic touches at work. Greg stared at Nick, but Nick wouldn't make eye contact. Greg was starting to feel that something was very, very wrong with Nick.
Grissom walked into the break room with assignment sheets. Greg still watched Nick, waiting for him to look his way so he could see his eyes - try to find answers. Grissom noticed Greg staring at Nick and was not pleased.
"Greg. You and Sara go to the west end - B&E, possible kidnapping. Nick , you and Rick are with me - three DBs at the Luxor. Cath - you're in house tonight, looks like you still have a lot to process on the car from yesterday's suicide." Grissom turned and walked out.
As the team scrambled to their respective Denali's - Greg tried to catch up with Nick.
"Nick! Nicky, wait up man." Greg called out as he jogged toward Nick and Rick. Grissom looked up from the map he was studying as he waited for the guys. Nick saw the look on Grissom's face and knew he needed to show him something to keep Grissom from talking to Greg. He opened the passenger door of the Denali before turning toward Greg.
"Look - Greg - you need to just back off, man. It's just not gonna happen, dude." With that, Nick turned away from Greg and got into the Denali with Grissom, followed closely by a very confused Warrick.
Greg just stood, frozen, with his mouth hanging open in shock. His brain tried to compute the strange outburst from his boyfriend. He heard Grissom start the engine and watched as the SUV pulled away.
Nick looked into the side view mirror to see Greg - wanting to know he was O.K. - but all he saw was Greg looking shocked and a little bit devastated.
"What the fuck was that?" Warrick asked from the back seat.
"Greg has an infatuation to get under control." Grissom said simply.
"Gris! Man, that was between you and I! What the fuck?" Nick was infuriated with his supervisor's lack of discretion.
"What's going on with Greg?" Warrick asked.
"Shit!" Nick yelled.
"Come on, man. Cat's out the of the bag now - tell me." Warrick nudged Nick.
"It's nothing, Rick. Just a little crush - no big deal."
"What? Greg's gay? Hell - no! Man, that's just wrong. I mean - it's cool if he's a fag an all - but to hit on his straight friend - that's just fucking wrong!"
Nick was a little leery of Warrick's tone. He certainly didn't want to alienate Greg from his team - that wasn't the intention. Nick felt his world exploding around him.
"Rick - it's cool. It's all good - seriously. Greg and I are good. I'm just setting some boundaries - but Greg's a good guy - alright?"
"Whatever man."
The shift was long for everyone. Nick and Warrick were changing clothes as Greg walked into the locker room. Greg saw Nick and felt his gut clench.
"Hey, Nicky." Greg opened his locker, trying not to sound like he was on the verge of tears.
"Greg." Nick didn't look at Greg.
"Are you O.K., Nick? You seem off - did I do something to piss you off?" Greg turned to face his boyfriend.
"Back off, Greg. Seriously, man - leave him alone." Warrick pushed Greg into his locker hard enough to cause Greg's head to hit the metal door.
"Rick - stop it." Nick pulled Warrick's arm, pulling him away from Greg.
"Whatever, man. He better keep his hands to himself with me - I'm not as nice as you, Nick." Warrick pushed Greg into the locker again as he passed him to walk out of the locker room.
Greg looked at Nick, unable to stop the tears now. "Nick, what's going on? I don't understand this."
Nick looked at Greg - seeing the pain in his eyes - knowing that he caused it. "I gotta go, Greg. See you tonight...at work."
Greg watched Nick walk out of the locker room, stunned. He collapsed onto the bench, feeling himself fall apart. Catherine walked in and saw her young friend sobbing.
"Shit. Greg. What's wrong." She sat on the bench and pulled Greg into her arms.
Greg let her hold him, feeling his world spin out of control.
"Jesus, Greg. What's wrong?" Catherine stroked Greg's hair in a motherly way.
"I have no idea." Greg said through his sobs - and that was the truth.