Title: Back to
Me
Fandom: CSI: Miami
Pairing: Speed/Eric
Warnings: Spoilers
for 'Bang Bang You're Debt'
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Belongs
to Jerry Bruckheimer
Summary: Speed's come back to Eric, and
he's the only one who knows
He reached a hand out, willing the figure in front of him not to disappear.
His hand touched warm, rough skin, and his heart seemed to jump into his throat.
"Tim. You- you're alive, and here."
"Yeah, I am."
"God, I missed you so much." Eric choked back a sob, pulling Speed close to him. "How did you- why-"
"Don't worry about it." Eric's throat closed up and he buried his face in Speed's shoulder. "Are you off duty yet? Can you come home?" Eric raised his head at the mention of home, his dark eyes glittering.
"Yeah, I'm off duty. Let's go home." Eric turned away to the car, glancing over his shoulder to make sure his boy was behind him. He climbed into his car, beaming as Speed took his place next to him.
The drive home was silent, but it was a comfortable silence, as both men basked in the glow of being back together. Eric relaxed into his seat, a quiet smile growing on his face.
In minutes, they were pulling into Eric's driveway and Eric found Speed's hand, grasping it, squeezing gently. Speed gave him a soft smile, then raised his eyebrows, gesturing at the door.
"Oh, yeah." Eric smiled sheepishly, unlocking the car and stepping out quickly. It locked automatically behind them when Speed closed his door and he watched as his baby walked around to him. Speed looked at him appraisingly, before he pulled Eric to his front door. He got the hint, stuck the key in the lock and pushed it open.
Once inside, Eric had no idea what to say to his thought-dead lover. There were many things he could say of course, but seeing him standing alongside himself caused all thought to float from his mind. Speed seemed to realize this, and took a bit of initiative, pulling him to his bedroom at the end of the hall.
Eric felt himself take control, it was his domain, and his lover was back. He drew Speed close, and kissed him, slowly, with passion, pouring his feelings into it. He was aware of wetness on his cheeks, and realized they both were crying, both needing the comfort and love they knew they give each other. Eric lay him on the bed, falling in between his legs and showering kisses on his face, running his fingers over the scruff. He let his other hand drift down, skimming over his sides, eager for bare skin.
"Timmy. I need you. I missed you."
"I missed you, too. Need you, love you." They eased their clothes off, remembering how good it felt to touch each other, memorizing their skin and what made them tick.
It was them getting to know each other, taking it slow, loving themselves. It was making love, not having sex, and it made their senses soar. It was a quiet remembrance, and the heat and fire that had drawn them together in the first place was present and gave them strength.
They lay in bed after they were done and held each other, talking softly about things the other had missed, letting their fingers drift over skin and hair, falling in love all over again.
It was with the last 'I love you's' before they fell asleep that Eric realized that Speed was his and finally back with him.