Okay! So this is from now on a M-rated fic! There will be male/male- smut in a very grafic way, so if you're not into it, don't read! To the others: Enjoy!

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Chapter 9

Over the next couple of weeks, Nick and Greg spent all their free time together. They were mostly at Greg's apartment; Nick was still not content to be in his house since the Nigel Crane-incident. They had had two more dates since the first one; on one they went to the theatre and on the other they went out to dinner. Life seemed great for both men.

It was now three and a half week since their first date, and tonight they were both off from work. This was their first joint night off since that Sunday. Life at work had become both more difficult and better at the same time. Being on the same shift made it better because they got to see each other all the time, it also, however, made it increasingly difficult.

They had mutually decided that they didn't want people on work to know about them just yet. Nick was not ready to come out as gay, and he was worried about how the PD would take it; if the homophobia within the police force would make his job harder and unsafe. This decision meant that they couldn't talk and touch like they wanted to, they had to think about their bearings all the time.

But tonight was their night, and all they wanted was to be together; to forget about the outside world for a while. After the shift was done, Nick went home to get some clothes, before going to Greg's place for some much needed sleep.

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When Nick woke up later that day, he was alone in bed. He could feel that the sheet beside him was still warm, so Greg hadn't been up for long. The Texan stretched his body before he walked into the bath room to empty his bladder. After he was done washing his hands, he went into the living room were he could hear Greg talking on the phone.

"Jada mamma, jeg skal snakke med ham… Ikke mas, jeg vet ikke om vi får fri fra jobben engang… Ja… Jada… Jeg har lovet å prøve, du kan ikke be om mer… Ja, jeg vet det… Sorry mamma, jeg lover å gjøre alt jeg kan. Ok?... Det er greit, å Nick har stått opp, vi snakkes senere ok?... Glad i deg og, hils pappa… Ok, ha det!"

Greg turned around in the couch looking at his boyfriend, at least he hoped they were boyfriends, they hadn't really been talking about it yet. He gave the older man a big smile while he stood up from the couch, closed the small distance between them to give him a good morning kiss.

"Morning hun. Slept well?"

"Morning. Great thanks. Who were you talking to?"

"My mum. You curious or what?"

"Hell yeah! I'm assuming that was Norwegian, honestly I didn't understand any of it, except for my name and sorry. So what did she want?"

The tech smirked at the other man, before turning to walk into the kitchen. Some coffee and breakfast would be good right now.

"Yeah that was Norwegian. My mum and I always talk Norwegian to each other, makes us remember the language you know. She called to invite us to San Francisco for Thanksgiving. I told her I would talk to you. And of course ask Griss if we can get the holiday off."

He turned around to look at the CSI, who by now had gone quite pale. Greg got a little agitated by this, he had after all promised to go slow.

"Look Nicky. We don't have to go. It's no big deal actually. If you want to go home to Texas, you should do that. Or we could just stay here. It's up to you really. I don't care. My mum just asked, so that we could make reservations in time if we decide to go there. Please Nick, I didn't mean to pressure you or anything. Please talk to me, say something."

Nick sat down hard on the couch. His face was pale and his eyes showed a mixture of being terrified and confused. Greg walked up to him and sat down on his knees in front of the Texan. The young lab tech was pleading with the older man now.

"Please Nicky, say something. I don't want to loose you. We don't have to go. It's just that my mum really wants to meet you. If it's too soon, just say so. I don't care. All I want is to be with you. Please Nick. Tell me what you're thinking."

Nick's hands were shaking now. He really didn't know what to say. He looked up into Greg's face. The tech's hands were lying atop his own.

"What are we Greggo?"

"Huh?"

The look in the CSI's face was intense.

"What are we?"

Greg was both a little startled and confused by the question, but he thought he knew what the other was asking for. He looked down on their joint hands for a second before locking eyes with the Texan again.

"Well. I hope, I mean… I would really like to say that you're my boyfriend. If that's okay with you of course."

"Is that it?"

"Yeah, I mean…" Greg was squirming now. "We date, right?" When the other man nodded, he continued. "If you'd dated a girl for this long, would you call her your girlfriend?"

"Uh, I guess."

"Exactly. So therefore I'm kinda thinking about us as boyfriends."

Nick got a look of realization on his face. After a few seconds, a small smile crept into his features, and he visibly relaxed.

"So, are you okay with that?" The Californian wasn't sure what to think.

"Yeah." The smile widened now. "I am G; really. I would like for you to be my boyfriend."

Greg felt like a ton of weight was lifted off his shoulders. He smiled from ear to ear, and quickly drew the older man into a tight embrace. The Texan drew the smaller man closer to him, lifting him onto his lap. Their lips met in a searing, frantic, and hungry kiss. Neither man wanted to let go, but soon the need for breath broke them apart. They kept their foreheads together; neither wanted to loose the closeness between them.

"So, are you hungry hun? I can make us some breakfast." Greg was caressing Nick's cheek with his thumb, loving the feeling of the small stubs.

"That sounds delicious. Some coffee would do good to."

Both men rose from the couch, and hand in hand they walked into the kitchen. While Greg was making the coffee, the older man put his arms around the slim waist in front of him.

"I'll think about it, okay? I can't make any promises, but I will think about it."

With the machine turned on, the tech turned around and cupped Nick's face. Greg's thumb gently caressed the Texan's lips. The lab rat moved forward and kissed the older mans nose.

"That's all I'm asking, hun. All I'm asking… Now let's see, what to make for breakfast."

After the blueberry pancakes were devoured, the two men sat down on the couch to watch a movie. It was Greg's turn to pick, and he was a little nervous to what the older man would think about his choice.

"Okay. So this is an English movie called Beautiful Thing. When I was at Stanford, two friends and I went to the Reel Affirmations in DC. We saw this film there, and I just remembered it a couple of weeks ago. So I went online and ordered it, and it got here yesterday. I kinda hope you'll like it too."

"I'm sure I'll like it. By the way, what's Reel Affirmations? I've never heard of it before."

Greg laughed a little inside by his not-so-worldly-known boyfriend; it was one of the things that he really loved about him.

"Reel Affirmations is a huge film festival that takes place in DC every October. It's for gay and lesbian movies. There's like tens of thousands that attend it. Maybe we could go there some time."

Nick ducked his head to hide the blush that kept threatening to arise. He was aware that his boyfriend was way hipper than him; that he knew more about these sorts of things, but he felt a little ashamed anyway.

"Sure G, we'll see about that. So this is a gay movie?"

The lab-tech was now returning to the couch, the remote in his hand, ready to start the film. He looked over at the Texan, a small pout on his lips, and begging eyes.

"Yeah, it is. But it's just soo cute. Please watch it with me?"

Nick had no chance to resist that look, so he just smiled at the younger man and scooped him into his arms.

"Of course I'll watch it with you. Anything for you Greggo."

The Californian grinned up at him and gave him a sweet kiss, before turning to make himself more comfortable. With his back against the CSI's chest and strong Texan arms around his waist he hit the play button.

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Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you
Sweet dreams that leave all worries far behind you
But in your dreams whatever they be
Dream a little dream of me

When the last words of the movie faded; both men let out a small sigh. If anyone but Greg had asked, Nick would refuse with his whole being that he had been touched by the story. But thankfully no one else was there, so he admitted to the tech that the movie was indeed cute, and that it had touched him deeply.

"I'm so happy you liked it Nick. I haven't seen it since '96 myself, but it was all that I remembered, and a little bit more. Jamie and Ste are just so cute together. So what do you want to do now?"

Nick was still thinking about the movie, and revelled in the wonderful feeling of having someone in his arms, someone he cared for, maybe even loved.

"Could we just stay like this? It just feels so good to hold you right now."

Greg looked lovingly at the Texan and nodded, he didn't want to move either. To feel those strong arms holding him, cherish him, was something he didn't want to live without. He knew now that he wasn't just in love with Nick; he loved him with all his heart and soul, and would probably die if he ever lost him. The tech was about to doze off when he heard a quiet whisper.

"I think I'm ready now."

Not sure if he had heard it or if it was a figure of his mind, he had to ask.

"Huh?"

"I think I'm ready now."

Greg lifted himself up a bit so he could see the older mans eyes.

"Are you sure? I mean, really sure?"

When Nick nodded he could see no insecurities in his eyes. There was some fright, but even more desire and love.

"I want this. I'll admit that I'm scared, but I want you to make love to me. And I want to make love to you."

The younger man saw the sincerity in the Texans face, and just nodded back. He cupped the older mans face and kissed him intently, pouring all his trust and love into that one kiss. When he backed out he stood up and put his hand out.

"I'd love to make love to you, and I want you to make love to me. If you feel any doubt or want to stop at any time, just say so. I don't want to pressure you into anything. Your first time should be special and perfect."

Nick took the offered hand, and let himself be led to the bedroom. He was scared, but he trusted Greg with all his heart and knew that he would never do anything to hurt him. He wanted them to be one, to be boyfriends for real. Friends, boyfriends, and lovers.

"Don't worry babe, I'll take good care of you."

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In the bedroom Greg went over to the stereo and put on some soft music. He dimmed the lights before returning to Nick. He slowly started to take both their clothes of, making sure that they were equally naked.

After removing the t-shirts he kissed his way down Nick's upper body. Starting at the forehead, moving up and down the jaw line until he stopped to pay better attention to one of the earlobes. Sucking and gently biting the lobe till he heard a small moan escape the Texans mouth, before moving on to the other.

He continued his explorations down the neck, sucking on the Adams apple and was elated when he found a particularly sensitive spot on the older mans collarbone. Greg ran his tongue over the spot, kissed it, and sucked on it till Nick was almost screaming of desire.

Slowly and gently he guided his lover towards the king size bed. When Nick was lying down he carried on, moving downwards. He wanted to know every sensitive spot, every freckle and every scar the older man had. Everything was stored in his mind for later use. He soon learned that the nipples were another sensitive spot, making Nick squirm underneath him, moaning loudly.

After kissing every part of Nick's outstanding muscled abdomen, Greg moved up again and claimed his mouth. The power that met him from the Texan surprised him, and showed him just how aroused the CSI was.

With a look the tech was granted permission to continue to the next level. While they were still kissing, his right hand moved down and started unzipping Nick's jeans. The older man bucked his hips and Greg slid the jeans down. He untangled himself and removed the garment totally, along with socks and his own pair of jeans and socks.

The lab-tech moved his hands up towards the only pair of clothing that was left. He locked eyes with Nick and after a small nod both their boxers were gone. Greg ogled the other man openly, admiring the strong muscled body.

He moved up again, and the kiss they shared was loaded with lust and desire. The younger man had made sure that no parts of their bodies were touching until he now lowered himself down. When the naked erections met for the first time it was electrifying. Nick moaned at the sensation and thrusted his hips up for more connection and friction.

They moved their hips in union, building up for the eruption. Before they got to the edge, Greg stilled their movements. Nick groaned, but was soon rendered speechless by a new sensation. Greg had quickly kissed his way down, and was now sucking on Nick's balls. While sucking on one, he rolled the other in his hand before switching.

Begging sounds from Nick made him stop teasing, and he slowly took all he could muster of Nick's cock in his mouth. Nick screamed out from the pleasure, and couldn't stop himself from thrusting even if he wanted to. Greg however was prepared for this and had his hands on the Texans hips to prevent him from choking him. He used every trick he knew, sucking up and down the length, trailing the delicate vein with his tongue. When Greg sucked hard on the head Nick couldn't hold on any more. With a cry he came into the tech's mouth, who swallowed every ounce and continued sucking until the older man was entirely spent.

Nick couldn't move any part of his body; he had never felt this spent after an orgasm in his entire life. He could sense Greg moving up, and the taste of himself in the others mouth made his cock twist. He could feel Greg's hard member against his thigh, and he knew that he wanted, no needed, to be inside the younger man.

"G? Please… I want…" The orgasm had taken all coherent thought away, and he couldn't even manage to string together a whole sentence. He just hoped that the tech understood him.

"What Nicky? Do you want to fuck me?"

When the words entered Nick's sensory overloaded brain, his cock came to life again. He was amazed that it was so hard already, only five minutes after a breathtaking orgasm, but he wasn't complaining. When he felt Greg move away from him he finally opened his eyes. He saw him grab something from the nightstand drawer, before lying down on his back.

"I'm yours Nicky. Do what you want."

The Texan raised himself up and looked at the younger mans body. He trailed the toned muscles with his hand, before following his fingers with his mouth. The ministrations sent shivers down Greg's spine; the anticipation was almost killing him. He wanted this to last; he didn't want to come until Nick was inside him.

When the CSI stuck his tongue out to taste the pre-cum leaking from Greg's rock hard cock, it was almost too much for the lab-tech, but it wasn't until Nick started sucking him that he lost all chance to last long. He came fast and hard inside the older mans mouth. The Texan was surprised when the cum entered his mouth but swallowed it on instinct. The taste wasn't as bad as he had initially thought, a little salty and bitter, but so essentially Greg that he continued sucking until the last drop was savoured.

Nick moved up and latched himself to the other mans lips, the kiss deepening as Greg got his strength back. When the tech's brain finally had caught up he moved his hand over the bed and put the lube in Nick's hand.

"You need to prepare me. I can't take you yet. Put some lube on your fingers, start with one, and then add more as I tell you."

Nick nodded and opened the bottle. Greg drew his knees up, to give the older man better access. When he felt the digit between his ass-cheeks he relaxed and let the finger slide in. It had been a while since the last time, but he wasn't a virgin, so he was soon ready for another.

The CSI put more lube on and pushed two fingers slowly inside. When he brushed past a hard bundle of something he stopped, Greg had started squirming and let out a cry.

"Did I do something wrong? Are you hurt?"

"No, no, no, don't stop. That was my prostate. Soo good. Keep going baby."

'Oh yeah, the prostate.' Nick could remember someone saying that that was like the male g-spot or something. He brushed the nerve bundle again, and saw Greg's eyes roll up in pleasure, more moans escaping his lips and his hips thrusting. 'Wow, it's that good? Well obviously, judging by Greg's reaction anyway. I never thought it could be that good.'

"I'm ready now Nicky. Please… Make love to me."

Nick was quickly brought out of his thoughts by the begging sound of his lover. He could hear a wrapper being thorn, and soon after felt Greg's hand on his cock, putting on the condom. He coated his member in lube, before positioning himself between the tech's legs.

When he pushed inside, it felt like heaven, like coming home. So tight, so beautiful, so amazing. He started to move slowly in and out, before Greg's voice penetrated his thoughts.

"Harder Nicky. Fuck me harder. Fuck me like a man."

The words came through, and he started pounding into the other man. Moving almost out, and then thrust in again with all the strength he had, trying to hit the prostate with every thrust. Greg put his legs around the other mans waist and their moves matched perfectly. As the edge drew nearer the thrusts became faster, until both men cried out as the second orgasm of the night hit them.

Nick could feel Greg's feet leave his waist as he slumped down on top of his boyfriend. Neither could muster the strength to move or speak for almost five minutes. Not wanting to smother the smaller man under him, the Texan gathered the last of his strength to lie down beside the Californian and toss the used condom in the bin next to the bed.

Greg reached out to the nightstand beside him and found some Kleenex to wipe up the cum that was on his and Nick's chest and stomach. After throwing it towards the bin, he moved over to lie his head on the other mans chest. He grabbed the comforter and put it over them. Feeling the Texan pulling him closer, he sighed with content. No words were needed; they both knew what the other was thinking.

When he was sure the older man was asleep, Greg too closed his eyes. "Jeg elsker deg Nicky, mer enn du kanskje noen gang vil forstå. Jeg vil gjøre alt for deg. Elsker deg nå, og for alltid." He kissed the muscled chest beneath him. Soon after, sleep overtook him.

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A/N: So I guess some translating is in order!

Greg on the phone: "Yes mom, I'll talk to him... Don't nag, I don't even know if I'll get the time off from work... Yes.. YES... I've promised to try, you can't ask for more... Yeah, I know... Sorry mom, I promise to do all I can. Okay?... That's okay, oh Nick's up, we'll talk later okay?... Love you too, say hi to dad... Okay, bye!"

Greg at the end: "I love you Nicky, more than you maybe ever will understand. I'll do anything for you. Love you now, and forever."

Okay! That's the Norwegian for you! The lyrics is from the song Dream A Little Dream Of Me by Mama Cass, from the movie Beautiful Thing, which by the way is one of my favorite movies, it's just so beautiful! Hugely recommended to see if you have the time and find it!

So I hope you enjoyed it! The last chapter will be posted either tomorrow or Thursday. Please review!