The freezing water made Horatio's eyes snap open, waking him from his dream. His head spun, but he could barely make out the three men who stood in front of him.
Speed was easily recognizable as the gigantic, black-haired man in the room. Memmo was the smaller, bald man, still sporting his bare chest and goatee. The other man that now stood a few feet behind Memmo laugh quietly, and his voice was the most recognizable of all in the room.
"B-But," Horatio stuttered, his eyes trying to focus on the man the stood to the left of his exposed body that still lay stretched out on the bed.
"What, H" The voice said with a hint of sarcasm, "The cat got your tongue?" The man knelt down by Horatio, holding a knife to his mouth "Because I can help you with that." The knife moved to his chest and punctured the skin. Horatio tensed, not from pain, but from the voice he knew to well.
"Antonio." Was all his fragile body could say before he began to scream and writh from the knife tracing along his body, down, into and around his groin, and down his leg. The torment came close to unbearable, but was quickly stopped by a firm voice.
"Stop." Speed's low voice bellowed. In Horatio's mind, still dizzy and throbbing from the drugs, it sounded like an echoing scream.
"What Tim?" Antonio questioned his counterpart.
"You will stop. Now." Horatio could see almost clearly now, and the figure of a black, curly-haired man now stood above him. How could Antonio be here? he thought, but now that was not important as he saw Speed point towards the door. Memmo and Antonio left, leaving just Speed and Horatio alone.
"Timmy?" Horatio's frail and quiet voice barely whispered.
"It's alright, Raiche." Tim came closer to the bed. Oh, how long it had been since he had heard his pet-name, and it was music to his ears. No matter what was happening, Tim's voice calmed him.
"Riaz..." Horatio manged to get out as watched Speed start to undress.
"I know, babe. Marisol. I know." Horatio could not believe how much Speed knew about his life. He knew about Mari, and about Riaz. "Just relax, H." Speed said quietly as he took off his last piece of clothing, revealing his bulging length.
"Please, Tim, no." Horatio could barely get out before Speed thrust into him, with no preperation. "Ahhhhh." Was all that followed as thrust into him again and again. Speeds hands moved up and down on Horatio's body, first to his nipples, then his hair, and finally down to his hard length, stroking it. Horatio moaned and screamed in a mixture of pain and pleasure.
Speed stopped his thrusting abruptly, and exited Horatio. Neither of them had come, making Horatio question his situation. He wondered if this was even happening, or if he was just dreaming. His questions were quickly answered by a whip hitting him square in the groin. Speed held up a contraption, known to Horatio as a cock ring with attached cock plug. Tim's voice quivered as he placed the device on and into Horatio, causing Horatio to wince and tense up.
"It will help if you relax. I have to do this, Raiche." Speed smiled sweetly at Horatio, and he relaxed. Tim was amazed at how long Horatio had lasted. It was well near 7 o'clock at night, and he, in all of his years had not seen men last through 4 hours of this kind of torture, and Horatio had yet to beg and plead. It had now been near 10 hours, and Speed wondered how long, and how much, it would take for his former boss to truly break.
"Ok." Horatio said without stutter, and once again he had regained his calm, peaceful, and almost submissive voice. He had been shot and taken forcefully from a crime scene, thrown in a car and taken to a unknown location, tortured and raped, exposed, but that meant nothing to Horatio, all he could think about was Calleigh, Ryan, Natalia, Eric, and the others.
What are they doing to find me? he thought as Speedle began to thrust into him once again. The pain of his unprepared anus was nothing compared to the pain/pleasure caused from the inability to come for his former lover. Speed came, and Horatio felt his seed spill out in side of him. The sex continued though, and all Horatio could do to keep focus was to think of his team. He had no idea what time it was, but he guessed somewhere between 8PM and 2AM, and he wondered what they were doing. Ryan had probably joined Eric and Natalia in staying late, and Calleigh was probably venting on the gun range. Tripp was probably already drunk at a bar, hitting on all of the women 20 years younger then him. The thought made him chuckle, but a stabbing pain made him fall back to earth.
"Come on, Love." Speed said, slowly inching his hard cock towards Horatio's mouth, "Please."
"Umm." Was all Horatio could say before he deep throated Speed's length. Deep inside he was happy he was with his lover again, but he could not stop wondering why Speed had left in the first place. There was never any autopsy because Speed had asked for it that way. Horatio had had Speed cremated immediately per to his wishes, and now he began to wonder who's ashes he had spread across the beach where they were to marry. The had been a funeral, but no open casket. Speed had asked to be cremated as soon as he had died because he did not want Horatio to dwell long. His mind went back to 2002 and that conversation as Speed drew out of him, only to thrust again.
The day had been nice, and Horatio and Speed had spent it at a park near the glades. They sat at a picnic table surrounded by trees and marsh. The lunch that Speed had made was amazing, and was the cherry on top to the fun day they had spent together. They had even seen a gator, but Horatio's focus was on man that slowly ate his salad with chopsticks. It was a weird quirk Speed had: he loved eating everything with chop sticks. If he could have found a way, Horatio knew Speed would eat soups with them.
"You with me, babe." Speed looked up from his salad to find Horatio staring at him.
"Wh- uh, yah. I'm here." Horatio said, snapping back into reality.
"Are you alright? You've seemed pretty distant since Al died." Speed spoke of his mentor and best friend, who had taught Horatio when he was on the MDPD: Arson & Bomb Squad. He had been killed while attempting to disarm a bomb only 2 months earlier.
"Ya." He sighed, "I'm just realizing how fast life can be over." He took a second to rub his stiff neck as Speed stood up. "I don't know what I'd do if I lost you."
"You know what you'd do?" Speed said making his way to Horatio's side of the table, sitting down to look him in the eyes. "You would dwell on it." Speed's hands went to his lovers neck and shoulders, and he began to rub slowly. "Can you promise me something, Raiche?"
"Anything, my love?" Horatio said, leaning into his lovers hand.
"If anything were to ever happ-" Speed was interrupted by Horatio raising his head to speak, but Tim's hand moved from his lover's neck to his mouth. "Shh." He said lovingly, "Let me talk." His hand moved back to the man's shoulder. "If anything were to ever happen to me, you need to promise me you'll move on. I love you, Horatio, and you know that. But our job is dangerous, and I don't want you to let yourself hurt. Grieve for a while, and then you need to be strong. I don't want an autopsy. That will be to hard for Alexx. Have me cremated immediately. I don't want to be some creep in a casket." It scared Horatio how literal this sounded, but he knew Tim to be as literal as possible. "I know you'll always love me, Raiche, but let me rest in peace. Move on quickly, and know this, I'll always be watching over you."
"I'm scared you're going to leave me." Horatio admitted. It was rare for Horatio to be scared of anything, nevertheless, admit it. Speed's eyes shifted from Horatio's to the floor, and his hand went his pocket.
"I love you Horatio Caine." Speed said throwing his leg over the seat and standing up. "And I always will." Speed pulled Horatio up from his seat, and knelt in front of him, pulling out a necklace. "Horatio Jackson Caine, will you marry me?"
Tears streamed down Horatio's face as he nodded silently. Speed stood up, and he clasped the necklace, which held a gold band, behind Horatio's neck. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, and a kiss from Speed, brought Horatio back to the present.
"Welcome back, Horatio. Lost ya there, for a second." Speed smiled, and Horatio realized the extent of his injuries, caused by Speed's love session. For the first time since this ordeal had started, Horatio questioned how long he could survive this.