Grissom sat down next to Sara. She softly shed a tear, and he wiped it away with his hand. His touch was gentle and soothing. She felt a little better. He held her hand and stroked it with his thumb. Any other time, I would be enjoying this so much, she thought. He suddenly interrupted her thoughts.
"Come on, I'll drive you home."
They silently stood up together and left for his car.
The drive was quiet; it was too awkward to speak. When they got to her apartment complex, he parked his car in her spot. They sat there for a moment, and just thought. Finally, she said something, "Would you come in?"
"Always," he said softly.
They started toward the door and continued up two staircases to her apartment. She took out her key and unlocked her door, and the two of them walked inside.
They sat on her couch, which could seat about five people, but they sat so close they were almost shoulder to shoulder. She started to cry again, and leaned her head on his shoulder. He put his arm around her shoulders, and held her tight.
They must have fallen asleep, because it was midnight. Grissom was the first to wake up. He found Sara's face nestled in his chest, and he smiled. He went back to sleep.
When they both woke up around 3 am, it was a bit awkward. She seemed comfortable, though, and so he became comfortable as well, despite the aching the old couch had caused his back.
The just sat for a few precious seconds looking at each other, and Grissom sensed Sara's face inching closer. He wasn't sure if he was reading her correctly, but his desire to press his lips to hers was overwhelming, so he closed his eyes and felt his lips meet hers.
He loved her taste, her smell… but it was all over in a few seconds. They pulled apart and searched each others' eyes for an response.
Before he knew it, he was leaning over her, kissing her more passionately, and pressing his hand in the small of her back. She began to move her hands under his shirt and he did the same. She started lifting his shirt above his head, and soon they were both topless. She began fumbling with his belt, and easily it came out of his belt loops. She then un-buttoned and -zippered his pants, and removed them from his legs. Soon they were both down to their underwear, and in her bed, him on top of her.
It happened so fast, he could barely remember the details, but he felt completed as she fell asleep in his loving arms.
Author's Note:
Thanks for reading. I know it's just totally fluff with no substance, but we GSR fans need a break once in a while, right ? Please leave a review !
Sam