Title: The Three of Us Part 3
Author: Aeon Cole
Rating: FRAO
Warning: Slash
Fandom: CSI: Miami
Pairing: Horatio/Speed/Stetler
Word Count: 2520
Summary: The beginning of a new life.
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: For those of you not old enough to remember The Fabulous Furry Freak Brother's you can go here: (unfortunately this site won't allow me to include a link so you will have to google it) to find out about them. A word of warning however, in today's politically correct society, some people may find these comics offensive. Trust me though, back in the day, they were funny as hell.
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Horatio didn't so much sleep as rest. He was having trouble shutting his mind down and decided to just let it drift instead of trying to force sleep. He was excited and worried at the same time about what was coming up. He wanted to move in with Rick no matter how much it worried him about dealing with things at the lab. He knew that the Horatio Caine that would walk into the lab Monday morning would not be the same Horatio Caine that had walked out of the lab Friday night. That very distinct line that split Lieutenant Caine from Horatio had been severely blurred and now he would have to deal with that. And he didn't want it unblurred and apparently neither did Rick.
He closed his eyes again and rested his head on Rick's chest, the steady rise and fall, the rhythmic beat of Rick's heart serving to remind him that he wasn't dreaming all of this. The exhilaration he felt from everything that had happened over the past few hours had him feeling like he had so many years ago, back in New York, when he was younger. His mind began to drift back there again, back to when they'd first met.
He recalled the summer before his sophomore year at NYU when he and Toby had decided to get an apartment off campus and they'd placed an ad in the Village Voice for roommates. They would need at least three others if they were to be able to afford the place they wanted. He remembered the day a young man from Alabama, first time in New York, came to the dorms asking about the ad. He remembered Toby's amusement when the usually talkative Horatio was struck dumb by the sight of him. He remembered hearing him speak for the first time, a slight drawl in his voice, the one that still crept into his speech when he was tired or angry. Horatio sighed happily.
He felt Rick's hand begin to move lightly over his back. "You think too much, Horatio," Rick muttered sleepily.
Horatio smiled and placed a kiss on Rick's chest. "How do you know I'm thinking?" he inquired softly.
Rick tapped lightly at Horatio's temple. "I can hear your gears grinding," he answered with a slight chuckle.
Horatio moved up so he could see Rick's face. "Would it help to know that I was thinking about you?" Rick raised an eyebrow. "About the day we met."
"Ah," Rick said, lazily running his fingers up and down Horatio's arm. He smirked. "You know, I still have that copy of the Village Voice that I found your ad in."
Horatio propped himself up on one elbow and looked down at Rick, the surprise clear in his expression. "Really?"
Rick gave him a shy smile. "Well, it's not exactly the sort of thing you're gonna find in the local papers in Birmingham now is it?" he drawled. "Someone advertising for three gay roommates. It was a bit of culture shock at the time. In a good way, of course."
Horatio smirked. "That was Toby's idea," he said. "He didn't want to mess around with people he knew we wouldn't want to live with."
Rick chuckled. "He was always the pragmatist in the group," he said.
He stared up into Horatio's eyes and could see a spark that he hadn't seen there in quite a while. He reached up and pulled Horatio in close. "I love you," he whispered against his lips before capturing his mouth for a slow kiss.
He pulled Horatio on top of him as he lazily rolled his tongue around the redhead's mouth. Horatio sighed and relaxed himself onto Rick's body. After a few minutes he broke the kiss and rested his head against Rick's shoulder. Rick began drawing his fingers lazily over Horatio's back.
"So, what do you want to do with the rest of today?" Rick asked.
Horatio shrugged. "I don't know. But I think I need to clean up a bit before we do anything."
"Want some company?" Rick asked.
Horatio smirked and kissed Rick's cheek. "Absolutely," he said. He glanced over at Speed. "Should we wake him?"
Rick reached over and ran a hand over Speed's arm. He just grumbled in his sleep and rolled over. "I think he's out for the count," Rick said.
"His loss," Horatio said as he rolled off Rick and out of bed.
He waited for Rick to get up and take his hand. Rick led them into the bathroom and started the water then pulled Horatio under with him.
Rick stared into his eyes. "Are you okay for this, love? You hurt yourself before when you didn't let me prep you."
Horatio smiled. "I'm fine," he said. "Wanna check?"
Rick leaned in and kissed him. "I believe you," he said. Horatio started to turn around but Rick stopped him. Horatio cocked his head. Rick took his hands. "Do you think you can keep enough control to stay this way?"
Horatio ducked his head. Things were changing so quickly between them that he wasn't certain of anything at the moment but he wanted to try. "I… I think I can. I want to try."
Rick knew he was taking a risk. If Horatio lost control without Tim around to restrain him, one or both of them could get hurt. But he was willing to try as well. He took Horatio's face in his hands and kissed him. "You can do it," he said as he reached for the bottle of lube he kept in the shower. He handed it to Horatio who squeezed some into his hand and began stroking Rick's cock. Rick moaned and rested his hand against the shower wall to steady himself. "Feels good, love," he breathed.
Horatio kept his touch gentle while he watched Rick's face. Rick moaned again and put his hand over Horatio's stopping him. He was too close. He leaned in and took Horatio's mouth while he reached down and pulled one of the redhead's legs up around his waist. He lined himself up and very slowly sunk himself deep inside Horatio's body. Horatio moaned and wrapped his arms around Rick's neck pulling himself up and resting his back against the shower wall then locking his ankles behind Rick's back. They rested their foreheads together for a moment.
Rick opened his eyes and looked at his lover. His eyes were closed and he was taking deep, controlled breaths. He stayed still watching Horatio for a few moments before a thought occurred to him.
"Horatio," he said trying to draw the redhead's attention. When he saw Horatio nod slightly he said, "Open your eyes and look at me."
Somehow at that moment Rick realized that Horatio had always kept his eyes closed and he could only imagine, given his history, what was actually going on inside his mind. Horatio didn't respond right away. He was feeling his control slip and he'd only half heard what Rick had said. Rick tried again.
"Come on, love. Open your eyes and look at me."
With a great deal of effort, Horatio took in a breath and forced his eyes open. Suddenly his world shifted from the one inside his mind to the one right in front of him and he began to relax just a bit. Rick smiled as he slowly began to move.
Horatio groaned and his eyes fluttered shut again. "Horatio," Rick breathed. "Look at me, Horatio." The redhead's eyes slowly opened again. Rick fixed his gaze on him still moving slowly. "Stay… with… me." He locked eyes with Horatio. "Stay focused," he said.
Horatio forced himself to keep his eyes locked on Rick's as ripples of pleasure ran up and down his spine. Rick kept his pace easy letting the pleasure build slowly. He slowly pulled almost all of the way out then thrust back in deep hitting Horatio's prostate. Horatio gasped but didn't lose his eye contact. Rick began whispering encouragements as he repeated that move again and again raising the stakes. Horatio was moaning, teetering right on the edge.
Rick was beginning to lose the battle with his own control as he felt his impending orgasm. As he picked up his pace he couldn't maintain his eye contact with Horatio any longer. He leaned his head in and captured Horatio's mouth in a desperate attempt to keep his lover focused on the present as he thrust wildly into his body. Horatio's cry was muffled by the kiss as he came hard without touching himself. He broke the kiss attempting to suck in some much needed air as Rick slammed in one more time coming deep inside the redhead's body.
Horatio held on tight and buried his head in Rick's neck as he tried to get his breathing under control. But after a few moments his muscles started to protest and he let his legs slip from around Rick's waist forcing Rick to pull out of his body. He maintained his position otherwise and Rick held him tight.
Once he'd regained his breath Rick whispered, "You'd always kept your eyes closed. I never noticed before."
"Me either," Horatio replied, still a little breathless. "I mean, I always knew it was you, but…" he trailed off.
"It's okay," Rick said. He stood Horatio up and took his face in his hands. "You did it," he said. "You kept your control." He had a broad smile on his face.
"Barely," Horatio replied but he knew that barely was better than he'd ever done before.
"Hey, small steps remember," Rick said encouragingly. "But this was a huge leap, love." Horatio nodded not trusting his voice at the moment. "Come on, let's get cleaned up," Rick said, pulling Horatio back under the water.
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Rick walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist and stopped for a moment to look at the sleeping form of his other lover sprawled out on the bed. Horatio walked out a moment later and followed Rick's gaze. They exchanged a glance.
"We could wake him up," Horatio suggested.
Rick shook his head. "He'll just think that he missed something," Rick said as he started pulling fresh close out of his bureau.
Horatio was collecting up his clothing when he heard Tim mumble, "What did I miss?"
Tim pushed himself up to a sitting position and glanced between the other two. Horatio glanced over at Rick and said, "Oh look, he's alive." Tim glared at him and Rick chuckled. Horatio walked over and gave Tim a quick kiss.
"I did miss something, didn't I?" Tim asked.
"We tried to wake you," Rick said. "But you were out cold."
"Hmm, I think you guys owe me one?" Tim asked.
Horatio cocked his head to one side. "You don't even know what you missed."
Tim smirked. "Judging by that slight limp you're sporting there, H, I think I know exactly what I missed."
Horatio ducked his head and actually blushed a bit then he looked over at Rick. "I suppose we owe him," he said.
"Later," Rick said. He tossed his damp towel at Tim and it landed on his head.
"Hey," Tim protested as he pulled the towel off his head.
"Go take a shower and meet us downstairs," Rick said with an innocent smile. "Horatio and I are going to make a start on lunch. Then we can figure out the rest of our day."
"Okay, but I won't forget you owe me," Tim said. "And, by the way, you don't do innocent well," he snarked.
Horatio chuckled and followed Rick out of the room. Tim shook his head wondering idly just what it was he was getting himself into and whether or not he would be able to handle both of them together as a full-time thing. He chuckled to himself thinking that he always did love a challenge.
Horatio came up behind Rick as he was loading the dirty dishes from breakfast into the dishwasher and wrapped his arms around his waist. He kissed the back of his neck and heard Rick sigh. Rick turned in his arms and kissed him softly.
"You know, I think I like this new Horatio Caine. Or maybe it's the old Horatio Caine," Rick said. He paused and thought for a moment then added, "If it is the old Horatio Caine, I think I'm in trouble." Horatio raised an eyebrow. "I never could keep up with you."
The redhead chuckled and laid his head on Rick's shoulder. "Thank you," he said softly.
"For what?" Rick asked.
"Giving me another chance," Horatio answered. Rick just held him tight for a few moments. Horatio sighed. "I'm going to have to stop home and pick up some clothes. I only brought enough for the weekend."
"I'd say to just wear one of my suits but I think the pants would be too long on you," Rick said. Then suddenly his face broke into a grin. "Or… I still have some of your old clothes in a box in my closet. How would you feel about going to work on Monday wearing your old Free Wheelin' Franklin t-shirt?" Horatio pulled back and had the good sense to look horrified. Rick chuckled. "I think you'd look cute," Rick teased.
Horatio shot Rick a mock glare and said in his best Lieutenant Caine voice, "I do not look cute at the lab, ever." But he couldn't maintain the look for very long and as one side of his mouth quirked up he added, "Only at home, for you."
Rick was still laughing when Tim walked into the room. "What did I miss this time?" he asked.
Still chuckling, Rick said, "I just suggested to Horatio that he could go into work on Monday wearing his old Free Wheelin' Franklin t-shirt."
Tim wrinkled his brow. "Free who?" he asked.
Horatio stared at him for a moment in disbelief then let his head drop. "We're not that old, are we?" he asked Rick.
Rick sighed and patted Horatio on the shoulder. "I suppose this is just something we're going to have to get used to," he said. Then he looked at Tim and said, "The Freak Brothers." Tim just shrugged and shook his head. With a resigned sigh Rick said, "Go into my study, the top shelf along the far wall all of the way on right, there's a shoe box full of comic books."
"Graphic novels," Tim corrected him.
Rick shook his head. "Trust me, back then they were comic books."
Intrigued, Tim headed off to the study. After about ten minutes when he didn't return, Horatio and Rick went looking for him. They found him sitting on the floor of the study with a bunch of the comic books spread out in front of him. He heard noise at the door and knew it was his lovers come looking for him.
Without looking up he said, "These are… perverse and… slightly pornographic." He looked up at the two men. "I love it," he added with a huge grin.
TBC
