Title: Release
Summary: It's just carnal need.
Pairing: Ecklie/Grissom
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Yes. They're all mine. Oh, and the devil just opened an ice-skating rink in hell.
Author's Notes: For csi50, for the prompt 'sex.' Thanks for the beta, Kelly.
They never speak when they do this.
The only sounds they make are those of gasps or begs for more. There's kissing, skin on skin, but nothing else—no talking, no understanding, no deeper emotion.
It's release.
Ecklie still hasn't figured out how it started; all he remembers is seeing Grissom in that bar, one night, and now here they are.
Their kisses are dark, all teeth and lust. Their touches scorch—they're hot and hard when they're together, but that's what they both want; it's what they both need.
They move together in a parody of intimacy, a mockery of love—it's just sex and that's it. Of all the people out there, it hardly makes any sense that they'd pick each other for this, but nonetheless, this always happens.
They finish hurriedly; Ecklie always comes first, then Grissom. They spare a moment to get cleaned up, and then Grissom leaves without looking back.
Ecklie catches his breath and goes to sleep, already waiting for their next encounter.
-End