Sara and Grissom lay in her bed together, for the first time. She had offered herself as a Birthday gift for him, and he was more than willing to accept. He held, in his hand, the bow that she had been wearing. He looked at the red velvet bow and a wide smile broke out across his face. This was not lost on Sara, she recognized the look she had seen so many times, while flirting back and forth in the lab.
She looked up at him and smiled her 2000 watt smile; the one that she saved only for him, or so he liked to think. Grissom looked into her eyes and saw something different, something raw, something feral. Her eyes, usually a lovely shade of dark brown, had turned near black. He honed in on her breathing and could hear it quickening. He grinned sheepishly as she slunk her way up the length of his body. When she came to level with his lips, she dipped her head down and lightly brushed her lips against his. He could feel the electricity immediately. Tiny sparks flew from her lips to his. As she drew back, his lips tingled. As she looked into his eyes, now a shade of the deepest blue she had ever seen them, she could still feel a faint presence of his lips on hers.
He slid his hands up along her sides and when they reached her shoulders, he drew her down to him and planted his lips firmly on hers. He grazed her teeth with his tongue and she opened her mouth to greet his hunger. All that could be heard was the wet smacking of moist lips on moist lips. The desire that swept through both of them was unprecedented. Hands flew every which way as they writhed around under the sheets. Their physical forms were replaced with a slew of abstract outlines, constantly moving and eternally in motion. The one coherent thought that ran through Grissom's mind was related to physics, and as he ran it over in his head, his mouth
whispered the words.
"For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction."
Sara smiled down at him and giggled.
"How can you be thinking about physics at a time like this?" she asked, playfully slapping him on the arm
"Sorry, for that. It just slipped out." he responded, coyly
Sara gazed into his eyes and sighed.
"Well, now that that's slipped out, why don't you slip something in." she said, rather seductively
Grissom took this as his cue to kick things up a notch. He swiftly rolled her over onto her back, and ravaged her mouth with his tongue. She ran her fingertips across his chest and was rewarded with a sharp intake of breath and tiny little goose bumps. She smiled at the effect her touch had elicited. He kissed his way from her lips to her neck, down her breastbone and further south, still, to her abdomen. He paused and looked up at Sara and saw that her eyes were closed and that she had fists full of bedding in each hand. He smiled and continued on his journey.
As he reached her nether regions, she gasped and her hands flew to the hair on his head. He took a deep breath, inhaling her unique aroma, and placed a soft kiss on the fluffy patch of fur-soft hair between her legs. She grasped for him and as her hands ran through his hair she gasped something that Grissom never imagined he would ever have the pleasure of hearing her say.
"Oh..Oh God. I need it.....Gimmie." she demanded, hunger evident in her voice.
Grissom could feel a smile break out across his face as he heard her speak, and the look on her face was one of complete and total ecstasy. He was inwardly amazed that he was responsible for Sara's current state. He slowly and deliberately eased himself into her, careful to burn the image of her face into his mind's eye. As he entered her, her face flushed and she arched her back in response to his movements. She gasped out with very shaky breath.
"My God....So strong....deeper, harder."
Grissom complied and thrust himself harder and faster into her. He could feel her surrounding his throbbing erection and quickened his pace, in time with her gasps, which were many. He leaned forward, placing his weight on his forearms and dipped his head down to capture her lips, once again. She greeted him hungrily and thrust her fingers through his hair, squeezing and gently pulling. He leaned his head back and she attacked his neck with her mouth, nibbling and sucking the soft, salty flesh beneath her lips. She got a bit carried away and left a love bite on his neck. She opened her eyes and saw the medium sized hickey she had made, she blushed and looked into his eyes.
He was looking right down at her as he continued to thrust madly, and as he felt her muscles tighten around him, he gasped.
"Look at me....I want to...see...your...eyes."
Sara could feel her climax coming as she looked into his eyes. She felt sensation that had eluded her for the longest time, and as it overcame her, she looked into the eyes of her lover. They came at the same time and as they did, they gazed into each other's eyes. Grissom thrust a few more times and when he was spent, he collapsed on top of her. Sara wrapped her arms around him and held him close to her.
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They lay in each other's arms for what seemed to be hours, but in all reality it was more like minutes. They both rolled onto their sides and Grissom scooted up behind her, draping his arm across her abdomen. Sleep overcame them and they both drifted into blissful unconsciousness, together. They both slept until early evening and upon waking, Grissom was greeted by a series of soft kisses about his face. He opened his eyes and looked into Sara's dark brown orbs. He could still see hunger, but not on the scale he had seen earlier. This was not the look of hunger long suppressed, it was more like a look of "I need a snack."
Grissom looked at his watch and noted that they still had a couple of hours before he needed to go in at 20:00hrs. Sara climbed on top of him and straddled his hips. She grinned at him and gave her best "seduce me" look.
"You don't really need to go in at 20:00hrs. Shift starts at 21:00hrs, and I'm still hungry." she whined
Grissom thought about it for about half a second, before drawing her to him for a kiss. The kiss lead to the inevitable and they both lay spent, again. By this time it was 19:30hrs. They had made love for an hour and a half, and both of them were totally and utterly spent. Grissom turned to Sara as she sat up in bed and got ready for her shower. Just as she was about to stand, she felt a hand on her arm. She looked back at him and smiled.
"What are you grinning about?" she asked
He smiled.
"Well, there's something that I have always wanted to do, before we go into work." Grissom confessed
Sara looked back at him and grinned her special grin.
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Grissom and Sara sit in her bath tub and Sara has her leg propped up on Grissom's shoulder. He gently covers her leg with shaving gel and carefully runs a razor from her ankle to just above her knee. The look on his face is one of total joy. Sara looks at him and begins to laugh.
"You've always wanted to shave my legs?" she asked, giggling
Grissom looks into her eyes and sighs deeply.
"Well, it is and can be a very intimate act. Besides, when you reach my age, you don't get many opportunities to shave the legs of the woman you love." he said, frankly
Sara looked at him and her jaw dropped. Her mouth moved, but the words would not come. The look on her face was enough for him to know what she was trying to say. He smiled.
"You heard me right. I always have, and I suspect, always will." he confessed
Sara smiled and leaned forward, removing her leg from his shoulder, and hugged him like she had always wanted to, but until now, was unable. She felt an odd sense of relief coupled with uncertainty. Relief, because she now knew how Grissom felt about her. Uncertainty, because she was unsure of how this would effect their working relationship. She drew back and looked into Grissom's eyes and saw only one thing; Love.
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Grissom and Sara drove into work that evening, together. As they walked down the halls of the Las Vegas Crime Lab, the halls were not quite empty. Some of the team members had already arrived and were waiting in the break room for their fearless leader. As Grissom and Sara were about to pass his office, he dragged her in and closed the door behind them. He took Sara's hands in his and pinned them up against the door she leaned against. He dipped his head down and planted a long, lingering kiss on her lips. She felt her knees weaken beneath her and as Grissom released her wrists, she began to slide down towards the ground. He caught her and helped her up.
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As they walked into the break room, all eyes were on them. Grissom had a certain spring in his step and a love bite on his neck. Sara, on the other hand.......
Well, Sara had a look of complete and total bliss on her face, contrasted only by the look of sheer joy and contentment on Grissom's.
The End.
(Short and Oh, so sweet.)
She looked up at him and smiled her 2000 watt smile; the one that she saved only for him, or so he liked to think. Grissom looked into her eyes and saw something different, something raw, something feral. Her eyes, usually a lovely shade of dark brown, had turned near black. He honed in on her breathing and could hear it quickening. He grinned sheepishly as she slunk her way up the length of his body. When she came to level with his lips, she dipped her head down and lightly brushed her lips against his. He could feel the electricity immediately. Tiny sparks flew from her lips to his. As she drew back, his lips tingled. As she looked into his eyes, now a shade of the deepest blue she had ever seen them, she could still feel a faint presence of his lips on hers.
He slid his hands up along her sides and when they reached her shoulders, he drew her down to him and planted his lips firmly on hers. He grazed her teeth with his tongue and she opened her mouth to greet his hunger. All that could be heard was the wet smacking of moist lips on moist lips. The desire that swept through both of them was unprecedented. Hands flew every which way as they writhed around under the sheets. Their physical forms were replaced with a slew of abstract outlines, constantly moving and eternally in motion. The one coherent thought that ran through Grissom's mind was related to physics, and as he ran it over in his head, his mouth
whispered the words.
"For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction."
Sara smiled down at him and giggled.
"How can you be thinking about physics at a time like this?" she asked, playfully slapping him on the arm
"Sorry, for that. It just slipped out." he responded, coyly
Sara gazed into his eyes and sighed.
"Well, now that that's slipped out, why don't you slip something in." she said, rather seductively
Grissom took this as his cue to kick things up a notch. He swiftly rolled her over onto her back, and ravaged her mouth with his tongue. She ran her fingertips across his chest and was rewarded with a sharp intake of breath and tiny little goose bumps. She smiled at the effect her touch had elicited. He kissed his way from her lips to her neck, down her breastbone and further south, still, to her abdomen. He paused and looked up at Sara and saw that her eyes were closed and that she had fists full of bedding in each hand. He smiled and continued on his journey.
As he reached her nether regions, she gasped and her hands flew to the hair on his head. He took a deep breath, inhaling her unique aroma, and placed a soft kiss on the fluffy patch of fur-soft hair between her legs. She grasped for him and as her hands ran through his hair she gasped something that Grissom never imagined he would ever have the pleasure of hearing her say.
"Oh..Oh God. I need it.....Gimmie." she demanded, hunger evident in her voice.
Grissom could feel a smile break out across his face as he heard her speak, and the look on her face was one of complete and total ecstasy. He was inwardly amazed that he was responsible for Sara's current state. He slowly and deliberately eased himself into her, careful to burn the image of her face into his mind's eye. As he entered her, her face flushed and she arched her back in response to his movements. She gasped out with very shaky breath.
"My God....So strong....deeper, harder."
Grissom complied and thrust himself harder and faster into her. He could feel her surrounding his throbbing erection and quickened his pace, in time with her gasps, which were many. He leaned forward, placing his weight on his forearms and dipped his head down to capture her lips, once again. She greeted him hungrily and thrust her fingers through his hair, squeezing and gently pulling. He leaned his head back and she attacked his neck with her mouth, nibbling and sucking the soft, salty flesh beneath her lips. She got a bit carried away and left a love bite on his neck. She opened her eyes and saw the medium sized hickey she had made, she blushed and looked into his eyes.
He was looking right down at her as he continued to thrust madly, and as he felt her muscles tighten around him, he gasped.
"Look at me....I want to...see...your...eyes."
Sara could feel her climax coming as she looked into his eyes. She felt sensation that had eluded her for the longest time, and as it overcame her, she looked into the eyes of her lover. They came at the same time and as they did, they gazed into each other's eyes. Grissom thrust a few more times and when he was spent, he collapsed on top of her. Sara wrapped her arms around him and held him close to her.
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They lay in each other's arms for what seemed to be hours, but in all reality it was more like minutes. They both rolled onto their sides and Grissom scooted up behind her, draping his arm across her abdomen. Sleep overcame them and they both drifted into blissful unconsciousness, together. They both slept until early evening and upon waking, Grissom was greeted by a series of soft kisses about his face. He opened his eyes and looked into Sara's dark brown orbs. He could still see hunger, but not on the scale he had seen earlier. This was not the look of hunger long suppressed, it was more like a look of "I need a snack."
Grissom looked at his watch and noted that they still had a couple of hours before he needed to go in at 20:00hrs. Sara climbed on top of him and straddled his hips. She grinned at him and gave her best "seduce me" look.
"You don't really need to go in at 20:00hrs. Shift starts at 21:00hrs, and I'm still hungry." she whined
Grissom thought about it for about half a second, before drawing her to him for a kiss. The kiss lead to the inevitable and they both lay spent, again. By this time it was 19:30hrs. They had made love for an hour and a half, and both of them were totally and utterly spent. Grissom turned to Sara as she sat up in bed and got ready for her shower. Just as she was about to stand, she felt a hand on her arm. She looked back at him and smiled.
"What are you grinning about?" she asked
He smiled.
"Well, there's something that I have always wanted to do, before we go into work." Grissom confessed
Sara looked back at him and grinned her special grin.
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Grissom and Sara sit in her bath tub and Sara has her leg propped up on Grissom's shoulder. He gently covers her leg with shaving gel and carefully runs a razor from her ankle to just above her knee. The look on his face is one of total joy. Sara looks at him and begins to laugh.
"You've always wanted to shave my legs?" she asked, giggling
Grissom looks into her eyes and sighs deeply.
"Well, it is and can be a very intimate act. Besides, when you reach my age, you don't get many opportunities to shave the legs of the woman you love." he said, frankly
Sara looked at him and her jaw dropped. Her mouth moved, but the words would not come. The look on her face was enough for him to know what she was trying to say. He smiled.
"You heard me right. I always have, and I suspect, always will." he confessed
Sara smiled and leaned forward, removing her leg from his shoulder, and hugged him like she had always wanted to, but until now, was unable. She felt an odd sense of relief coupled with uncertainty. Relief, because she now knew how Grissom felt about her. Uncertainty, because she was unsure of how this would effect their working relationship. She drew back and looked into Grissom's eyes and saw only one thing; Love.
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Grissom and Sara drove into work that evening, together. As they walked down the halls of the Las Vegas Crime Lab, the halls were not quite empty. Some of the team members had already arrived and were waiting in the break room for their fearless leader. As Grissom and Sara were about to pass his office, he dragged her in and closed the door behind them. He took Sara's hands in his and pinned them up against the door she leaned against. He dipped his head down and planted a long, lingering kiss on her lips. She felt her knees weaken beneath her and as Grissom released her wrists, she began to slide down towards the ground. He caught her and helped her up.
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As they walked into the break room, all eyes were on them. Grissom had a certain spring in his step and a love bite on his neck. Sara, on the other hand.......
Well, Sara had a look of complete and total bliss on her face, contrasted only by the look of sheer joy and contentment on Grissom's.
The End.
(Short and Oh, so sweet.)