"Hey Cath where do you keep the pots and pans?"
"Uh, in the drawer under the stove, So what do you need to make breakfast?"
"Umm…eggs, cheese, peppers, onions, and some orange juice."
"Eww..orange juice in an omlettte?" Catherine asked with a disgusted look on her face.
"Uh, no. juice to drink." Nick laughed.
"Oh OK, but don't laugh at me" She frowned.
"I'm sorry." He put down the pan on the stove and went and scooped her up in his arms, and set her on the counter. She locked her legs around his waist, pulling him closer to her. He wrapped his arms around her little waist. "How can I make it up to you Ms. Willows?"
"Well there are a few things I can think of." She replied in a low seductive tone.
"Care to tell me Ms. Willows?"
"Mmm I can do better Mr. Stokes" she grinned and leaned forward and kissed him softly. It was him this time that deepened the kiss. His hands began to travel up the back of her shirt. Her hands were tangled in his hair. The phone rang. "Oh you have got to be kidding me!" She groaned.
"I'll get it, your supposed to be resting." Nick released himself from Catherine's grip. "Willow's residence" ::Pause:: "yeah…hey…yeah she's doing much better." ::pause:: "Uhh actually she's sleeping." Catherine gave him a confused look. He walked over to her placed a hand on her hip and rested his head on her shoulder. "yea, I'll let her know you called. Yea OK bye. Wow. That was Sara. Grissom told her that you had left, and she wanted to know how you were doing."
"Oh, so what exactly did you tell Grissom was wrong with me?"
"I told him that you weren't feeling to well and that I was going to drive you home, No questions asked."
"Good"
"Oh Sara said that she was going to stop by later, is that OK?"
"yea but as long as we're not in a compromising position." Catherine winked at Nick and sat herself back up on the counter and motioned for Nick to come back over to her.
"OK…now where were we?" Nick rewrapped his arms around Catherine' waist and rested his hands under her shirt on her back. Her leg's quickly found their place, locked around his waist. Their lips quickly found each other and started a long passionate duel. He couldn't take it anymore. He picked her up in one swift movement and began to carry her to the stairs. She released her legs so she was standing, and unlocked her lips from Nick's "Where are we going?" She asked as a smile spread across her face.
"Well since breakfast was totally forgotten about, I thought we could go put ourselves in some compromising positions. Is that OK? Or are you hungry" He turned his head towards the kitchen, but she pulled his head back so that their eyes were locked in an intimate gaze.
"Only for you Cowboy" She smiled and kissed him. He picked her back up and continued his way upstairs. He finally reached her bedroom. She unlocked her legs once again. She backed away. His arms reaching for her desperately. She pulled her shirt off and came back to his arms. Her hands traveled down to his hips, where she fumbled with his pants button. Finally she got it and slipped them off him. "Mmm boxers" she mumbled. He laughed , which gave her time to remove her remaining clothes, and he did the same. They came together, bare skin to bare skin. her skin is so smooth he thought. She began to move them towards the bed. She released herself from his grip and crawled onto the bed. He smiled and followed her. He took his time. Placed a hand on her thigh and placed light sensual kisses on her stomach and made his way up to her neck. He was fully on top of her. She smiled and licked her lips. He grinned, stroked her face. She nodded and he thrust himself into her. She moaned with pleasure. He picked up his speed and began to thrust himself harder and faster into her. She was now screaming.
~MEANWHILE~
Gil Grissom was on Catherine's front porch, when he heard her screaming inside. He drew his gun, and opened the door. Why is it unlocked? He thought. He ran upstairs to the room where he heard the screaming. He kicked open the door. And what he saw made him drop his gun.
"Holy Shit! Grissom! What are you doing here?" Catherine asked as she pulled the sheet up to cover herself.
"Well I thought I'd come by to check on you, to make sure you were all right. And I heard screaming. And obviously Nick is taking very good care of you." Nick blushed and turned his head away from Grissom. Grissom picked up his gun, glanced back at Catherine and then left.