Title: A Night to Remember (1/2)

Author: Aeon Cole

Rating: FRAO

Warning: Slash (explicit)

Genre: PWP

Fandom: CSI:Miami

Pairing: Horatio/Speed

Challenge: Lover100

Prompt: #32 Top

Word Count: 1180

Summary: A day off and a night to remember. Speed's POV.

Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.

Author's Note: I thought I would try something a little different this time. And don't poke. The sequel will be posted next Sunday.

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Horatio Caine, mister self-control. The man who never loses his cool no matter what happens. Sure he gets angry; I've seen that happen. It radiates off him like heat waves rising from the desert sands in summer but outwardly, other than the look, you'd never know. He expresses everything with his eyes. And, oh how I love to look into those crystal blue orbs. I never would have guessed, when I first met him, that one day I would be looking into those eyes while he was laid out naked beneath me silently pleading with me to touch him. And when I do finally lay a hand on him his whole body reacts to my touch and it's then that I know that his cool demeanor is nothing but a façade; just the mask he shows to the rest of the world.

I start with his face. I know that's not where he wants me to start but we have all night and I'm in no hurry. I brush my fingers over his forehead then along his temples and down his cheeks like a blind man trying to see him through my fingertips. I know he likes it when I do this because he shivers just a bit at my touch and his eyes drift shut. I stare at his face for a few moments as I gently run my fingers down his neck. It still amazes me that he lets me do this; that he wants me to do this. Horatio Caine can have any man he wants and he wants me, Timothy Speedle. It's a bit overwhelming at times.

His lids flutter open and once again I find myself staring into those blue eyes. I smile and lean down to brush my lips over his then run my tongue over his bottom lip. He knows what I want and he opens his mouth enough for me to slip my tongue in as he sighs. I take my time exploring his mouth. I love the way he tastes; a mixture of the wine and food we had for dinner and the cigar he smoked after. He brings his hands up and tangles his fingers into my hair as he duels with my tongue. I only pull back when I start to feel dizzy from the lack of oxygen and we both take a moment to catch our breath.

We don't get nights like this nearly often enough, between work and almost never having the same days off. So when we do, we make the most of it. He's looking up at me again. Those eyes are pleading with me and I give in. I lean down and take one of his nipples between my lips and I hear him moan. He holds my head in place as I suckle him. Then I move to the other side and do the same. He's panting now.

I sit up again and begin gently brushing the palm of my hand over his chest and his breathing calms a bit. He has a fine cover of hair there, unlike me, and I love to run my hand over it. His pale, freckled skin fascinated me at first. He joked once that I could play connect-the-dots if I wanted to. I move my hand lower and I admire his taut stomach, as I get closer to that place where he wants me to be. He's watching my hand now as I circle a finger around the tip of his cock. He likes to watch me when I play with him like this. I continue, barely making contact, and I can see that he has almost stopped breathing.

After a few moments I lean down and run my tongue up his shaft. His head falls back onto the pillow and I hear him moan again. I can tell he's close but I can't help myself. I love to taste him like this. I close my mouth around him and slowly pull him in. I don't linger too long though; I want to be with him when he comes. So I let him slip from my mouth but before he can protest I push his legs up and grab the lube that is sitting on the bed next to me. He whimpers just a little but he knows better thing are coming.

I'm reaching my limit as well. Playing with him like this has brought me right to the edge and I have to take several deep breaths to bring myself back under control as I slip two lubed fingers into his body. It's been a while since we've done this, enough time for him to tighten up and I don't want to hurt him so I take my time stretching him.

I distract myself from my own libido for a few moments by watching his face again. He locks eyes with me as I move my fingers inside his body and I can see the passion there, mixed with lust. He wants me inside him, I can tell. Then finally he utters one word, "Please." It's barely a whisper but it sounds like a scream in the silent room and I curl my fingers to brush his core. He gasps in pleasure so I do it one more time before removing my fingers and replacing them with my aching cock.

I move slowly as I enter him. I feel my whole body begin to tingle and a pressure start to build in my groin as he closes around me. I know I won't last. It's been too long since the last time. But the night is still young and this is just the first of many times we'll connect like this tonight so I don't let it bother me too much. He locks his ankles behind me and pushes up. I feel a shudder run through my body. He's just as close as I am but I want to see his face first so I don't move until he opens his eyes and looks at me.

As soon as we lock eyes I slowly pull out then slip back in again. Sparks run through me and my body takes over from my brain. Instinct. Soon I'm pounding into his tight heat without much thought and my vision blurs slightly. I see him take hold of his cock and start pumping as I hear him moaning. The next thing I'm aware of is the feeling of his muscles pulsing around me causing that tingling sensation to increase as I see him come. Then my world explodes into white as the ripples reach their peak and I shoot my seed deep inside his body.

I'm lying on top of him now still buried inside of him. His hand is rubbing my back as I slowly return to myself. I gently and reluctantly pull out and curl into him. He wraps his arms and legs around me and pulls me close and as we both start to doze I feel him kiss the top of my head.

TBC