Title: Blood Ties (7/?)
Disclaimer: Don't own anything to do with CSI: Miami, and all you'd get if you sued me is a laptop and a couple pairs of really nice shoes. Hardly seems worth it, right?
Rating: This part? Full-on NC-17 for graphic sex. You won't miss anything if you skip this part, so if you're offended by this stuff, don't read it, and if you're under 18...hell, you'll probably read it anyway, won't you? You damn kids these days, no respect for the rules! Why in my day, we had to walk fifteen miles to read smut! Through five feet of snow! Uphill! Both ways! And we were damn grateful for it, too...yeah, okay, I'll stop now.
Pairing: Eric/Maria (OC)
Spoilers: None in this part.
Feedback: Yes, yes, yes! It's like a drug to me, I'm addicted! FEEDBACK! Don't make me beg, cause I will, and it won't be pretty! *pause* Yeah, okay, so I'm totally needy and insecure. At least I'm not a total slut like Maria...
o_O
Okay, said too much...let's just get on with it already!
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Eric took a deep breath and broke the silence. "So..."
"Yeah...I, uh..." Maria ran a hand through her hair. "Um, there's nothing new, just a lot of dead ends-"
"You left pretty early this morning." Eric said.
"Did I?" Maria asked. "I guess I didn't really notice the time..."
"Well, I woke up around five-thirty, and you'd been gone for a while." Eric told her.
"Oh." Maria said. "Well, I called a cab. I wanted to get back and take a shower, get changed. I don't know how it is around here, but when I was in vice, these two friends of mine hooked up, and they came in together the next morning, wearing the same clothes they'd been wearing the day before, and everyone just tore them apar-"
She was cut off abruptly as Eric grabbed her around her waist and kissed her. Moaning softly, she wrapped her arms loosely around his neck and returned the kiss. When they finally broke apart, her back was against the wall, and she had one leg hooked around him.
"I'm sorry." He said, stepping back. "I didn't mean to cut you off, I just-"
"It's okay." Maria assured him, reaching up and straightening the collar of his shirt. "And don't...don't be sorry about last night, either, okay? I don't regret it at all."
Eric touched her cheek gently, brushing her hair aside. "Really?" She was still so close to him, close enough for him to smell her perfume.
"Relax, okay?" Maria sighed, laying her hand on his shoulder. "I had an incredible time last night." She smiled and leaned up so their lips were barely an inch apart. "A really incredible time."
"So did I." Eric admitted, pulling her against him again and closing the small distance between their mouths. He held her close, slowly sliding one hand over her hip and down to her thigh. She gasped into his mouth and arched against him as his hand slipped under her skirt, rubbing her skin gently.
"Wait." She breathed, pulling away slightly. "Are there security cameras in here?"
"Yeah." He said, looking around. He grabbed her hand. "Come on, in here." He pulled her into a small storage room off the main corridor. He ignored the nagging voice in the back of his mind. There were a million reasons why they had to stop. And not a damn one of them mattered to him.
"We...really...can't...do this." Maria managed to gasp out as his lips slowly moved down her throat and across her collarbone.
"I know." He replied, nipping gently at her throat. "I can't stop."
"Good." She tangled her hands in his hair and pulled his lips back to hers.
Tearing away from her to catch his breath, he started unbuttoning her white blouse, pausing to brush his thumbs across the crimson lace that covered her breasts, eliciting a soft moan from her. She arched against him and buried her face against his neck.
He moved his hands down her body to her waist, pulling up her thin knee-length skirt. Hooking his fingers under the thin straps of her thong, gently pushing it down until it fell down around her ankles and she stepped out of it. Kissing her again, he slid his hand between her thighs, groaning into her mouth when he felt how ready she was for him.
"Oh God..." Her breath was coming in short gasps as his fingers stroked her lightly. She whimpered when he applied more pressure. Reaching between them, she unzipped his pants and slipped one hand inside, grasping him gently.
He almost lost his balance when her hand closed around him. Sucking in a deep breath, he placed his hands firmly on her waist and lifted her up, pinning her against the wall as she wrapped her legs around him.
"Maria..." He managed to say as he thrust into her. Her only reply was a sharp intake of breath. Opening his eyes, he saw her hair fall around her shoulders as she arched her back. "Maria, look at me."
Slowly, her eyes opened and focused on him, as she dug her nails lightly into his shoulders and bit her lower lip to keep from crying out. She could feel him throbbing inside of her, and the sensation was almost too much for her. "Eric...please..." She hissed through clenched teeth. She tried to move, but he had her pressed too firmly against the wall behind her. The cold concrete against her back and the heat of his body were making her head spin, and she wasn't sure how much more she could take.
He held her gaze for another moment, then leaned in and kissed her deeply to cover her moans as he began to move inside her, slowly pulling out, then thrusting back in quickly. He pulled back and watched her face as he continued to pound into her, unable to tear his eyes away as she leaned back and let him take over completely. He was almost afraid to close his eyes, afraid that if he did he would wake up, and it would all be a dream. He pushed deeper into her as her nails dug into his arms, almost breaking the skin.
All too soon, he felt her tighten around him, and heard her breathing become faster and more erratic. Over the sound of his own heart pounding, he heard her moaning, and heard his own voice saying her name, over and over.
After what seemed like an eternity, Maria managed to lift her head off of Eric's shoulder. "Oh my God." She laughed breathlessly. "I can't believe we did that."
He smiled and kissed her. "I know. We're depraved."
"I'm okay with that." Maria said. She whimpered slightly as he pulled out of her and gently set her on her feet. Not trusting her legs to hold her up, she leaned against him as she buttoned her blouse and smoothed her skirt.
Eric placed his hand on her cheek, tilting her face up and kissing her lightly. "Are you okay?"
"Better than okay." Maria sighed between kisses.
Her beeper went off at that moment, the sound ricocheting off the walls of the small room.
"Damn." She sighed, checking the window. "It's from Calleigh, I better get back upstairs." She looked back at Eric, suddenly feeling shy and even a little awkward. "We'll talk later, okay?"
"Yeah." Eric agreed. He held onto her hand for a moment as she headed for the door, then let go and watched her leave. As soon as the door closed behind her, he leaned back against the wall and closed his eyes, willing his heart to slow down.
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TBC...
Disclaimer: Don't own anything to do with CSI: Miami, and all you'd get if you sued me is a laptop and a couple pairs of really nice shoes. Hardly seems worth it, right?
Rating: This part? Full-on NC-17 for graphic sex. You won't miss anything if you skip this part, so if you're offended by this stuff, don't read it, and if you're under 18...hell, you'll probably read it anyway, won't you? You damn kids these days, no respect for the rules! Why in my day, we had to walk fifteen miles to read smut! Through five feet of snow! Uphill! Both ways! And we were damn grateful for it, too...yeah, okay, I'll stop now.
Pairing: Eric/Maria (OC)
Spoilers: None in this part.
Feedback: Yes, yes, yes! It's like a drug to me, I'm addicted! FEEDBACK! Don't make me beg, cause I will, and it won't be pretty! *pause* Yeah, okay, so I'm totally needy and insecure. At least I'm not a total slut like Maria...
o_O
Okay, said too much...let's just get on with it already!
______________________________________________________
Eric took a deep breath and broke the silence. "So..."
"Yeah...I, uh..." Maria ran a hand through her hair. "Um, there's nothing new, just a lot of dead ends-"
"You left pretty early this morning." Eric said.
"Did I?" Maria asked. "I guess I didn't really notice the time..."
"Well, I woke up around five-thirty, and you'd been gone for a while." Eric told her.
"Oh." Maria said. "Well, I called a cab. I wanted to get back and take a shower, get changed. I don't know how it is around here, but when I was in vice, these two friends of mine hooked up, and they came in together the next morning, wearing the same clothes they'd been wearing the day before, and everyone just tore them apar-"
She was cut off abruptly as Eric grabbed her around her waist and kissed her. Moaning softly, she wrapped her arms loosely around his neck and returned the kiss. When they finally broke apart, her back was against the wall, and she had one leg hooked around him.
"I'm sorry." He said, stepping back. "I didn't mean to cut you off, I just-"
"It's okay." Maria assured him, reaching up and straightening the collar of his shirt. "And don't...don't be sorry about last night, either, okay? I don't regret it at all."
Eric touched her cheek gently, brushing her hair aside. "Really?" She was still so close to him, close enough for him to smell her perfume.
"Relax, okay?" Maria sighed, laying her hand on his shoulder. "I had an incredible time last night." She smiled and leaned up so their lips were barely an inch apart. "A really incredible time."
"So did I." Eric admitted, pulling her against him again and closing the small distance between their mouths. He held her close, slowly sliding one hand over her hip and down to her thigh. She gasped into his mouth and arched against him as his hand slipped under her skirt, rubbing her skin gently.
"Wait." She breathed, pulling away slightly. "Are there security cameras in here?"
"Yeah." He said, looking around. He grabbed her hand. "Come on, in here." He pulled her into a small storage room off the main corridor. He ignored the nagging voice in the back of his mind. There were a million reasons why they had to stop. And not a damn one of them mattered to him.
"We...really...can't...do this." Maria managed to gasp out as his lips slowly moved down her throat and across her collarbone.
"I know." He replied, nipping gently at her throat. "I can't stop."
"Good." She tangled her hands in his hair and pulled his lips back to hers.
Tearing away from her to catch his breath, he started unbuttoning her white blouse, pausing to brush his thumbs across the crimson lace that covered her breasts, eliciting a soft moan from her. She arched against him and buried her face against his neck.
He moved his hands down her body to her waist, pulling up her thin knee-length skirt. Hooking his fingers under the thin straps of her thong, gently pushing it down until it fell down around her ankles and she stepped out of it. Kissing her again, he slid his hand between her thighs, groaning into her mouth when he felt how ready she was for him.
"Oh God..." Her breath was coming in short gasps as his fingers stroked her lightly. She whimpered when he applied more pressure. Reaching between them, she unzipped his pants and slipped one hand inside, grasping him gently.
He almost lost his balance when her hand closed around him. Sucking in a deep breath, he placed his hands firmly on her waist and lifted her up, pinning her against the wall as she wrapped her legs around him.
"Maria..." He managed to say as he thrust into her. Her only reply was a sharp intake of breath. Opening his eyes, he saw her hair fall around her shoulders as she arched her back. "Maria, look at me."
Slowly, her eyes opened and focused on him, as she dug her nails lightly into his shoulders and bit her lower lip to keep from crying out. She could feel him throbbing inside of her, and the sensation was almost too much for her. "Eric...please..." She hissed through clenched teeth. She tried to move, but he had her pressed too firmly against the wall behind her. The cold concrete against her back and the heat of his body were making her head spin, and she wasn't sure how much more she could take.
He held her gaze for another moment, then leaned in and kissed her deeply to cover her moans as he began to move inside her, slowly pulling out, then thrusting back in quickly. He pulled back and watched her face as he continued to pound into her, unable to tear his eyes away as she leaned back and let him take over completely. He was almost afraid to close his eyes, afraid that if he did he would wake up, and it would all be a dream. He pushed deeper into her as her nails dug into his arms, almost breaking the skin.
All too soon, he felt her tighten around him, and heard her breathing become faster and more erratic. Over the sound of his own heart pounding, he heard her moaning, and heard his own voice saying her name, over and over.
After what seemed like an eternity, Maria managed to lift her head off of Eric's shoulder. "Oh my God." She laughed breathlessly. "I can't believe we did that."
He smiled and kissed her. "I know. We're depraved."
"I'm okay with that." Maria said. She whimpered slightly as he pulled out of her and gently set her on her feet. Not trusting her legs to hold her up, she leaned against him as she buttoned her blouse and smoothed her skirt.
Eric placed his hand on her cheek, tilting her face up and kissing her lightly. "Are you okay?"
"Better than okay." Maria sighed between kisses.
Her beeper went off at that moment, the sound ricocheting off the walls of the small room.
"Damn." She sighed, checking the window. "It's from Calleigh, I better get back upstairs." She looked back at Eric, suddenly feeling shy and even a little awkward. "We'll talk later, okay?"
"Yeah." Eric agreed. He held onto her hand for a moment as she headed for the door, then let go and watched her leave. As soon as the door closed behind her, he leaned back against the wall and closed his eyes, willing his heart to slow down.
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TBC...
