Sugar High
Warrick found Catherine in the break room making a cup of chocolate milk, of all things. He just leaned against the door post and took in the view of her backside. He shook his head in awe as he looked up and down her backside. She had on a pair of tan slacks and a low cut satin shirt.
He entered the break room after staring at her butt a little too long. Catherine jumped as she felt him smack her butt. She glared at him.
"You can be so immature sometimes," she growled.
"I couldn't resist," he said with a grin. "Besides, you do have a cute butt."
"And how many times have I heard that line?" She chuckled as she squirted more chocolate syrup into her chocolate milk.
She put the bottle down and Warrick picked it up, reaching in front of Catherine to grab some milk.
"Oh no you don't," Catherine said. "This bottle is MINE. I just bought it."
"You must have failed the sharing unit in kindergarten," Warrick joked.
"Ha, ha," Catherine muttered sarcastically.
They struggled with the bottle back and forth until chocolate squirted all over Catherine's chest and neck. She stood agape with shock as she looked down. Warrick laughed until he felt a cold splash of a liquid in his face.
Catherine smirked as she put the cup, emptied of the chocolate milk, back on the counter.
Just then, Nick, Sara, and Grissom walked in on the messy scene.
Warrick and Catherine looked at their friends.
"Excuse us," Catherine said grabbing Warrick's hand.
After washing his face, he went into the locker room to meet Catherine. She carefully took off her blouse so as to avoid the chocolate that had dripped into her bra.
He cleared his throat.
"What do you want?" She growled as she threw her shirt into her locker and then leaned down to get the paper towels that were waiting for her.
"Wait," he said. He pulled her to him gently and he kissed her lips. "It was my fault, so let me take care of it."
Her eyes darkened as he leaned down a bit and slowly licked the chocolate from her chest. She moaned.
"I knew you wouldn't be able to keep your hands off me," she groaned as she tilted her head back to grant him more access to her neck.
Things had gotten pretty carried away by the time Nick walked into the locker room. He found the couple pressed against the lockers.
"Oh God!" He shouted in surprise.
Catherine and Warrick broke their kiss and stared at him with embarrassment. Catherine's bra was on the floor, Warrick's shirt was thrown onto the bench, Catherine had her legs wrapped around his waist, and there was chocolate syrup on suggestive places on the upper halves of their bodies.
"Now this is what I call chocolate milk," Nick said, wiggling his eyebrows before turning and heading out.