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Warning: this chapter contains material intended only for mature audiences… erm… more so than the other chapters.

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Chapter Six: Awakening

Rick was awakened by the screech of a seagull that soared past the window. He stirred, his hand running over the silk sheets as he tried to find his bearings. He turned his head away from the glaring morning sun that cut through the sheer curtains covering the bedroom window.

Horatio lay next to Rick, sleeping peacefully. Stetler beamed down on him as he saw his lover's body wrapped so lovingly in the silk sheets. Resting his head on his arm he watched his lover's chest rise and fall with a gentle rhythm. He mussed Horatio's hair for a while before he got up to go find the bathroom.

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A sliver of sunlight burst through a slit in the curtains, falling over Horatio's eyes. He turned away from the dawn and tried to hide under the sheets, wanting more sleep. The side of his face ached and felt tight, his tongue gave him a slight stinging sensation but that was all. His gaze wandered to the bedside table, flooded with Tylenol, ice packs, antibacterials, tissue, and bottled water; all Rick brought up to him when he was on the floor late last night. Horatio reached back behind him to feel for Rick's body, only to run his hand over empty sheets. Yet he knew that Rick hadn't left him.

Horatio lay on his side, looking at the nightstand photograph of Rick. I can hardly begin to imagine what must be haunting his mind, Horatio thought as he sighed. I mean, I have gone through some crap, but Rick… Jesus Christ. I don't want him to hang on to it, but I don't want him to force himself to let go so soon. He needs time to look at the encounter from an intelligent and logical viewpoint, which I know he has done; but I doubt that he has begun to grasp the forces at play behind it. Only time can heal this; but I admire him for his self-reliance.

Rick walked out of the master bath, still slightly damp and with a towel around his waist. He saw for the first time that morning the darkened bruise across his lover's face. Immediately he was at Horatio's side again, kissing, caressing, and apologizing.

"You have nothing to be sorry about, Rick," Horatio cooed gently, "This isn't your fault".

"I'm sorry," He apologized again, "It's just that I can't get over what happened last month".

"'Get over'?!" Horatio echoed, "I can't expect you to 'get over' rape! And you shouldn't expect that of yourself either!" He calmed down, sitting up and cupping Stetler's face in his hand. "I don't want you to do anything that would make you feel at all uncomfortable, okay Rick?"

Rick nodded, turning his eyes from his lover.

"Look at me, love," the redhead whispered. He stayed still until his baby blues were gazing into Rick's soft chestnut eyes. "I pushed things too fast last night, I didn't mean to. I don't know what came over me". Horatio sighed and stroked Rick's hands, "I'm really sorry".

"I'm alright, Horatio," Rick smiled, pulling his lover close to him and kissing him gently.

"You know," Horatio whispered into Rick's skin, "It's a shame that you already took a shower. I would have loved to join you".

Rick smiled at the sudden sensuous tone of Horatio's voice. He pulled himself away from the redhead and thought for a few moments before responding.

"Why didn't you show me the bath last night?"

Rick was referring to a large and deep bathtub that was the centerpiece of the master bathroom. It was of white porcelain and had massage jets. There was certainly enough room for two people to sit comfortably in it.

"I intended to draw out the fun for a few days," Horatio smirked, "I didn't want us to do everything all at once. Did you already use it?"

Rick shook his head; he had used the glass shower. The lieutenant stood up, letting the silk sheets slip off of his body, revealing himself to his lover. He pulled Rick to his feet and tore off the towel from around his waist, looking him over with passion in his eyes.

"Yet," Horatio sighed, "you've already showered. I must go alone". He playfully turned and began to walk away. Stetler grabbed Horatio's arm roughly, displaying his dominance.

"Stop," Rick ordered. Horatio turned around, intrigued by the sergeant's tone. "Cleanliness is godliness," he whispered as he led Horatio into the bathroom.

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The bath had been filled with terribly hot water, steam visibly rising from it in even the warm Miami weather. A packet of bubble bath had been poured in and the jets were slowly churning the bubbles to surface. Rick was perched upon the edge of the tub, his legs open and Horatio on his knees between them.

"I can't help but feeling," Rick panted, "that this is exactly what I have warned you about".

"This isn't stress relief," Horatio smiled as his tongue began working against Rick's cock, "I've just been wanting to do this to you".

"Well," Rick chuckled breathlessly, "at least you're honest".

"I'm always honest," Horatio whispered before he swallowed Rick down.

Stetler threw back his head and gasped as he felt his lover's sweet and sensuous mouth surround him. He wound his fingers into strands of soft red hair, thrusting lightly into Horatio's mouth. Rick swore as the sexual stimulations began to overtake him. Horatio stroked Rick's thighs and fondled his balls, loving how much Rick wanted him.

Rick tugged on Horatio's hair and ordered him to stop; the redhead looked up, confused. Without a word Rick brought his lover to his feet and motioned for him to get in the tub.

Horatio slowly lowered himself into warm, churning water; his skin tingling with the heat. The bubbles wrapped themselves around his chest as he sat down on one of the seats. Rick climbed into the tub across from Horatio. He looked up at the redhead seductively before he beckoned him to cross and tend to him. The lieutenant lathered up his hands and slowly ran them over Rick's arms and chest.

"This would be a lot more stimulating if you hadn't already taken a shower," Horatio mumbled.

"From this point on no talking," Rick murmured as he relaxed into his lover's touch.

Rick's arms wrapped around Horatio's waist, pulling him onto his lap. He dug his arousal into Horatio's thigh as he slowly ran his soapy hands over the other man's body. Horatio moaned in want as he felt Stetler massage his chest.

Rick lifted Horatio to his feet and spun him around. The redhead braced himself on the rim and parted his legs as he felt his lover gently stroke his backside. Rick carefully slid two slicked up fingers into Horatio's tight ass. The lieutenant moaned in want and pushed back, trying to take them in deeper. Rick stroked the other man's straining cock as he pumped and scissored him. Horatio moaned and panted as his lover took his time stretching him.

"So…close…" Horatio gasped, feeling his pre-cum drip off the tip of this throbbing erection.

Rick removed his fingers and sat down in the tub again, pulling Horatio with him. The redhead cried out as Rick impaled him upon his impossibly hard cock. Rick let his lover adjust, continuing to stroke his dick as he did so. A pleading whimper passed Horatio's lips and Rick began thrusting slowly and steadily.

"Oh Horatio," Rick whispered into his neck, "I want you. I've always wanted you". Horatio moaned softly as Rick backed down. "You're so perfect. So intense, so gentle, so… so gorgeous". The lieutenant's breath was coming in short gasps as Rick began building him up again, thrusting roughly into him. "So sexy," Rick sighed lustfully, making Horatio tremble, "cum for me".

Horatio threw back his head and thrust wildly into Rick's hand, he was so close to the edge but still needed more. Rick snaked an arm around Horatio's chest, pinning him. He gave his lover's cock rougher strokes, knowing how much he loved to be manhandled. Looking over his lover's hot and sensuous body, Rick finally saw the missing piece. He rested Horatio's head on his shoulder, turned his own, and slipped his tongue into the redhead's ear. That did it. Horatio screamed Rick's name as he shot his cum over his hand. Rick moaned into his lover's neck as Horatio milked his release out of him.

The two men rested together, Horatio lying limply on Rick's lap. Rick gently caressed his lover's chest and lovingly washed his hair. The redhead often didn't care much for being pampered, but for Rick he made exceptions. He took such behavior to be an extension of the manipulation Rick places upon him during sex.

Rick gently led Horatio out of the bath, letting the water drain behind them. He lay the redhead down on a towel he had spread across the tile floor. Carefully the brunette crawled on top of the lieutenant, kissing and nipping at moist flesh all the way. Horatio moaned happily as their wet bodies came in contact with each other, rubbing together erotically. Their breathing grew heavy as the two men began to get hard again.

Needing more stimulation, Rick took both his and Horatio's cocks in one hand and stroked them vigorously. Horatio struggled playfully and cursed with the rough handling he was receiving. Their bodies were still stimulated from a few minutes before it didn't take too long for each man to reach his point of ecstasy. Gasping and whimpering they reached their completion.

"Oh God, Rick", Horatio panted, trying to catch his breath.

"Horatio", the sergeant whispered, grabbing a towel to clean them up and dry them off.

Rick stepped out of the room, coming back with two plush robes. He helped Horatio into one and he pulled the other around his own body. In silence he brought Horatio back into the bedroom, lying him down on the mattress once more.

The two men lovingly kissed each other over and over again. Rick slid off of the redhead's body curling up next to him. Horatio wrapped an arm around Rick, holding him close.

"Were you comfortable with that?" Horatio whispered. Rick nodded quietly, his arms bringing his lover closer. "Was it just the position that bothered you?"

"I think so. I hope so".

Horatio lightly kissed Rick's head and rested in silence for a while. "Does… erm… playing rough with me make you uncomfortable? You've been refraining from that lately".

"It was really just a spur of the moment thing before".

"Don't I turn you on enough?"

"I just fucked you how many times?" Rick chuckled, "Of course you turn me on, Horatio. It's more of a mental state I get in that I haven't really felt comfortable with since…"

"I see," Horatio sighed, a little disappointed. "You know, Rick; I think that we need another weekend like this. One where I can remind you how amazing you can be".

"I'd like that," Rick smiled, kissing his lover as the two of them dozed off.