Disclaimer: I don't own CSI the characters are the property of Jerry Bruckheimer and the network.
Dedicated to Vinnie whose such an encouragement to me, and urged me to get back to basics in writing Nick/Greg.
Nick sat on his front steps, cradling a cup of coffee in his hands he watched the sunrise, enjoying the feeling of instant warmth ghosting across his face and smiled. Ever since their first date earlier in the week all he could think about was Greg Sanders, what he was doing, how he was feeling. Now he was thinking about how little time it would be before he would get to see the younger man against, a mere hour at most. He had thanked Catherine profusely after the date, but not revealed much else about what had happened between the two of them, their night had gone so well until they'd had to say good bye.
Nick walked with Greg across the parking lot, his hands tucked in his pockets and his stomach full. He hadn't had much fun like this with another person in awhile, and he didn't want it to end. Glancing over at Greg he was once again mesmerized by his appearance, how the lamp lights glinted off the blond highlights in his hair. "So we'll get together again later this week?" He asked awkwardly when they'd reached Greg's car.
"If you remember to call me superman," Greg smirked back at him crookedly, leaning back against the car, one hip cocked as though he was waiting for something. It was a delicious pose, something that belonged on the cover of a calendar.
Studying Greg Nick drank in the sight of him, wondering if the younger man realized that sex seemed to permeate from him, from every movement, and action, even in his words. No, it didn't seem intentional or he would be more arrogant and despite initial observations he could see that the other man wasn't, he had as many insecurities lurking beneath the surface as Nick did above. Moving forward Nick placed his hand on the car beside Greg's head, "I'll definitely remember to call you."
Greg tilted his head back, resting it against the window of his car, "You're going to ruin my new paint job," He teased, his voice soft as Nick moved closer. "I don't normally kiss on the first date you know." He murmured.
Nick shifted, as though to move away. They'd just had a fantastic night together and now Greg wasn't going to kiss him? But he'd said…He grunted when Greg hauled him forward with surprising strength and kissed him firmly on the lips. Stunned for a moment Nick finally managed to return the kiss, enjoying the hot slide of lips against lips and the taste of after dinner mints on Greg's tongue. If this was how the other man kissed all the time there might be a good future.
Mewling softly Greg resisted the urge to arch against Nick as the bigger man deepened the kiss, he could feel an astonishing strength in those arms and felt heat flooding him, wanting more. Managing to pull back he panted roughly, "Wow…So call me?" He asked, licking his lips he could still taste Nick, and mints.
"I will call you tomorrow, or text you because I do work different hours than you," Nick kissed him one last time and winked, turning to jog to his car he got in, his hands tight on the wheel as he thought about Greg and how much he'd just wanted to take the younger man home and have sex with him all night.
Driving into Nick's driveway Greg felt a trill of excitement flow through him and resisted the urge to act like a twelve year old at a boy band concert. Nick was sitting on the steps, clearly lost in thought and looking so damn good in the process. He'd been weary when Catherine had suggested the date but had since thanked her many times but had not told her any details having noticed that Nick seemed to be a more private person than he normally was. Greg opened his car door and got out; making his way over to the porch steps he sat down beside him, "Am I early?"
Nick started as though he'd been stung by a bee suddenly or something, before a slow smile spread across his face and he checked his watch, "Yeah you are. Making up for last time?" He couldn't resist the light tease, remembering his annoyance at the other man being late for their date.
Greg nodded his head and rested a hand on Nick's thigh, leaning over to kiss him softly on the cheek. "Yeah, that must be it," He rolled his eyes, loving the feel of the strong muscles of Nick's leg moving underneath his hand. He could only imagine ways for Nick to exercise those already strong muscles, but didn't mention it as he didn't want to scare the older man away. "Are you all ready to go then? I mean, since you were sitting out here waiting for me."
Swallowing heavily Nick hoped Greg didn't hear the barely there moan that almost managed to escape before he stopped it, "I'm ready," He hated the hoarseness in his own voice. "Do you want me to get your stuff from your car for you?" He questioned, tilting his head to the side. "I figured I could make us breakfast before we got going."
Perking up Greg got up off the step immediately, "Well if you're going to make me breakfast I'll supply the coffee. We can take care of my stuff after; I didn't bring a whole lot, just the essentials." He hurried toward his car and after searching through the bags for a few moments, and muttering to himself to Nick's amusement pulled out a bag of what looked to be overly expensive coffee.
Nick sauntered over to him, leaning against the side of Greg's car he once again flashed back to their first kiss, his cheeks reddening somewhat. "How much did you pay for that bag?" He took it from Greg reading the back. "Blue Hawaiian? Never heard of it before, is it any good?"
Greg looked at Nick aghast, "Is it good? Is it any good?" He seemed offended by this and took Nick's hand, tugging him toward the house. "You have not tasted coffee until you've tasted Blue Hawaiian." He informed him, waiting for Nick to open the door, an impatient look on his face.
Opening the door Nick ushered Greg inside and into the kitchen so that the other man could begin to make their coffee, "Okay then, wow me with your coffee while I make breakfast. Does bacon and eggs sound good to you?" He asked, already opening the fridge and leaning in to pull out eggs and bacon.
"That definitely sounds good to me," Greg responded as he searched Nick's cupboard for ingredients, taking command of the coffee maker he leaned against the cupboards watching Nick make their food. "Do you want me to do the toast?" He cocked his head to the side.
"That'd be great, the bread is just in that cupboard," Nick pointed to below where Greg was standing, turning he put the bacon in the pan, moving it around he resisted the urge to pin the younger man against the cupboards and have his way with him. "How do you like your bacon?" He managed to ask, his voice sounding choked even to his own ears.
Greg glanced over at him and swallowed heavily, the look on Nick's face was so intense. He could feel himself get hard in his jeans and turned his body so the other man wouldn't see, "I like it extra crispy." He responded, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Same as me," Nick flipped the bacon, not even looking over at Greg now because he knew it would be a distraction. He was now cursing himself for suggesting camping be their second date because he knew now that he most likely wouldn't last the weekend without completely losing control and mauling the other man or going so insane he would never be functional enough to work again.
Popping the toast in Greg took the moment to study Nick, the other man was definitely attractive and not necessarily in conventional ways. Yes he was muscular, and had a chiseled jaw with handsome country boy charm but it hadn't stopped Greg from noticing that Nick's head was just slightly too large for his body. To some, even some of Greg's friends that would be a detraction from his appearance but Greg found it endearing, just like he did Nick's seemingly naturally shy nature. When the toast was finished Greg buttered it lightly and put it on the plates, holding them out for Nick to put the bacon on.
"I like my eggs sunny side up," He clarified, smiling softly when Nick glanced at him as though startled, the older man had quite obviously been lost in thought once again. Greg could only hope that Nick had been thinking about him.
Nick smiled over at him, "Then you dip your toast in the yolks right?" He asked, his smile widening when Greg nodded in affirmation. "A man after my own heart," He commented lightly, finishing up their eggs he put them on the plates and led Greg over to the table pulling out a chair for him.
"Thanks," Greg took his plate from Nick and added some salt and pepper before he began eating at an almost ravenous pace, if only to attempt to sate one of the hungers he was feeling at the moment. He hadn't remembered Nick looking as good as he did here with the daylight shining through the window.
Nick glanced up, noticing Greg staring at him he swallowed, "What is it?" He asked, automatically reaching up as though to brush something off of his face.
Greg chuckled softly, "There's nothing on your face, and I was just admiring you. You look really good in the sunlight like that; I guess I didn't get a good look at you in the restaurant, or the parking lot afterward." He explained, smiling somewhat.
"Thank you," Nick ducked his head, his cheeks flushed. He couldn't believe this, the other man tossed out compliments like they were candy, and he was eating them up. It wasn't like he had an ego, but it had been so long since he'd been complimented on anything other than his work that it was nice to hear every so often.
The two of them finished eating quickly, and Nick cleared the dishes into the dishwasher. "You already to pack everything into the SUV?" Nick asked Greg, jumping when the younger man sidled up against him and wrapped an arm around his waist.
"Not quite yet," Greg responded softly, tightening his arm around Nick's waist. "I wanted to do something first."
"Oh?" Nick couldn't seem to get the word out loud enough and cleared his throat quickly, "What was it you wanted to do?" He asked, turning slightly so that he was facing Greg somewhat.
Greg moved closer, kissing Nick on the lips he placed one hand on the older man's hip and pushed him back against the cupboard; pressing against him he slid his tongue into the larger man's mouth. It was instant pleasure, liquid fire inside him. He cupped the back of Nick's head deepening the kiss as he did so. This was intimacy at its best in his opinion, maddening and pushing you to the brink.
Nick pulled away a few minutes later, gasping for air and completely rock hard, straining against his jeans. "What was that for?" He asked, still panting softly as he spoke the words. That kiss had most definitely overwhelmed all of his senses, leaving him scrambling to try and figure out what exactly he was feeling.
"Because I want you," Greg responded as though it was the simplest answer in the world, "And I know for a fact you want me," He gazed down Nick's body at the bulge in his jeans, a look of heated desire crossing his face.
Flushing Nick pulled himself away from the other man at an achingly slow pace; he could feel his muscles thrumming in a constant way, wanting him to move back toward the younger man. His instincts screamed out to him to get over himself and go for it but he just couldn't, "We should get going." He managed to say, his voice hoarse and his throat gone dry.
"I don't want to quite yet," Greg responded, moving close he once again wound his arms around Nick's waist, this time burying his face in the bigger man's neck. "Maybe we shouldn't go camping at all, or at least not outdoors," His tone of voice was sly as he tried to allude to his plans for Nick, what he'd been thinking about since he'd first met him.
"We just met," Nick protested, trying to pull away again but instead stepped forward into Greg's arms, now if only his body and his mind would work in conjunction together him and Greg could be on their way to camping right this moment. "I don't think that's such a good idea."
Greg sighed softly and realized he would have to turn it up a bit, leaning back he looked into Nick's eyes and smiled almost coyly. "Think for a moment Nick, we get along great, I feel like I've known you my entire life," He dropped a soft, gentle kiss on the other mans lips and then another. "What could be better than turning off our phones, even the home phone and camping out the entire weekend in your beautiful home, spending the time in bed, or watching movies and getting to know each other? We wouldn't have to worry about climate, or the perfect camping spot, we'd have all our amenities."
"You really don't want to go camping do you?" Nick asked, sighing softly. Yes he had been looking forward to it but the picture Greg had painted just seemed so perfect to him that it was irresistible.
"Not really," Greg admitted, ducking his head in an almost shy manner that Nick had never thought he'd see. "You were just so excited about it."
Nick cupped Greg's chin with his hand and lifted it so that he could look into the younger man's eyes, a small smile on his face. "If this is going to work next time you don't want to do something you have to tell me," He informed him. "We can stay here for the weekend, I heard it might rain anyway," He relented, seeing the hopeful look on Greg's face.
Greg immediately broke out into a grin and wound himself back around Nick, kissing him enthusiastically. "I can't wait to spend the weekend getting to know each other, this is going to be so exciting," He claimed, kissing him once again on the lips. "Now first, show me the bedroom, I'm not used to being up this early."
"Are you serious?" Nick asked, but seeing the look on the other man's face sighed and led him to the bedroom. It was decorate in rich browns, including his comforter and his sheets. "This is my bedroom, but are you really sure about this? I mean it seems like we're moving real fast here." He protested.
"Nick, right now we're going to sleep together, not sleep together," Greg pulled off his hoody and removed his watch from his pocket, setting it on the nightstand he slipped beneath the sheets. "Now get in here." He smiled up at Nick.
Sighing Nick relented and crawled into bed alongside him, realizing this would be the first of many times that he would probably end up saying yes to Greg when logically he should be saying no, but at least it was a pleasurable experience. He wasn't at all surprised when the fair man wrapped himself around him for what was possibly the fifth time that day and immediately began to drift off. "Why this?" He couldn't help but ask, wanting the answer before the other man fell asleep.
"Because, you of all people should know that life is short," Greg murmured before drifting into sleep entirely.
Nick sighed again, this time almost happily. This was definitely going to be a very interesting weekend.
Thank you charmingkayleigh. I suppose your welcome, and thank you for reviewing.
Thanks to fosterchild for reviewing, and I'm glad you enjoyed their first date. I hope you liked their second.
Thank you mafiaprincess, here's more for ya.
Thanks criminalmindsbabe I hope you enjoy this, and I am actually writing a Criminal Minds fic as I take a break to do this.
crystalgirlalways I had every intention of a second chapter, and a third and possibly a fourth, but right now here's the second.