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A/N: Was PG, but I think I'll go R for this one. I'll probably add a few more chapters if I can find the time.
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Around noon, Catherine awakes, unable to sleep. It is then that she realizes that Gil isn't asleep, either. He just lays there, watching her with a look of content present in his eyes.
"Sorry, did I wake you?"
"No, no, I just can't sleep. Have you gotten any shut-eye yet?" Catherine asks.
"No. I just felt like watching you sleep. You're very beautiful when you sleep, did you know that?"
Catherine laughs and leans her forehead against Gil's shoulder. She looks up at him, getting lost in his deep blue eyes. He places soft kisses on her cheek and forehead, finally meeting her lips. It is a gentle, loving kiss they share, a kiss that seems to last a lifetime.
"Gil?"
"Yes?"
"Do you think we could just stay like this? It's really comfortable, here in your arms. Do you have any idea how good you feel?" Catherine asks.
"Catherine, there is no place I would rather be."
"I don't suppose you'd wanna try something else, would you?" Grissom asks after a moment.
"What did you have in mind?"
"I was thinking of trying something like a...bubble bath, maybe?"
"That sounds so romantic. I've never done anything like that before."
Grissom takes off his pajamas, replacing them with a towel, while Catherine heads to another bathroom to "freshen up," as she puts it.
Grissom fills the bath tub with hot water and bubble bath crystals. He brings an ice bucket and a bottle of his finest red wine. In his stereo, there is gentle R&B music, sans lyrics, useful in any romantic situation. Whether or not he is trying to seduce Catherine and have sex with her is yet to be decided. Sure, he may be horny as the devil. But it's Catherine's call. He isn't going to ruin the great relationship they have over sex.
While he goes to find her, Catherine slips into the bathroom, unnoticed, wearing only Grissom's bathrobe. Nonchalantly tossing the robe to the floor Catherine slips into the tub. The bath, bubbles and music are so calming that she slowly begins to drift off.
"I see you've beat me here," says Grissom, walking in to find Catherine already in the tub.
"You sound disappointed," Catherine whimpers.
"I am. You get to see me stark naked, but I can't see a damn thing through those bubbles."
"Oh, you poor thing."
The towel drops and Grissom slips into the tub. "Oh, what a studly man you are," Catherine whispers. Grissom chuckles, taking his place across from her.
A few minutes later, though, the wine lays, barely touched. Catherine and Grissom take no notice, they are too involved in a long, deep, loving embrace. His lips on hers, their arms wrapped around each other. The world around them dissolves in the comfort of each other's embrace.
A/N: Was PG, but I think I'll go R for this one. I'll probably add a few more chapters if I can find the time.
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Around noon, Catherine awakes, unable to sleep. It is then that she realizes that Gil isn't asleep, either. He just lays there, watching her with a look of content present in his eyes.
"Sorry, did I wake you?"
"No, no, I just can't sleep. Have you gotten any shut-eye yet?" Catherine asks.
"No. I just felt like watching you sleep. You're very beautiful when you sleep, did you know that?"
Catherine laughs and leans her forehead against Gil's shoulder. She looks up at him, getting lost in his deep blue eyes. He places soft kisses on her cheek and forehead, finally meeting her lips. It is a gentle, loving kiss they share, a kiss that seems to last a lifetime.
"Gil?"
"Yes?"
"Do you think we could just stay like this? It's really comfortable, here in your arms. Do you have any idea how good you feel?" Catherine asks.
"Catherine, there is no place I would rather be."
"I don't suppose you'd wanna try something else, would you?" Grissom asks after a moment.
"What did you have in mind?"
"I was thinking of trying something like a...bubble bath, maybe?"
"That sounds so romantic. I've never done anything like that before."
Grissom takes off his pajamas, replacing them with a towel, while Catherine heads to another bathroom to "freshen up," as she puts it.
Grissom fills the bath tub with hot water and bubble bath crystals. He brings an ice bucket and a bottle of his finest red wine. In his stereo, there is gentle R&B music, sans lyrics, useful in any romantic situation. Whether or not he is trying to seduce Catherine and have sex with her is yet to be decided. Sure, he may be horny as the devil. But it's Catherine's call. He isn't going to ruin the great relationship they have over sex.
While he goes to find her, Catherine slips into the bathroom, unnoticed, wearing only Grissom's bathrobe. Nonchalantly tossing the robe to the floor Catherine slips into the tub. The bath, bubbles and music are so calming that she slowly begins to drift off.
"I see you've beat me here," says Grissom, walking in to find Catherine already in the tub.
"You sound disappointed," Catherine whimpers.
"I am. You get to see me stark naked, but I can't see a damn thing through those bubbles."
"Oh, you poor thing."
The towel drops and Grissom slips into the tub. "Oh, what a studly man you are," Catherine whispers. Grissom chuckles, taking his place across from her.
A few minutes later, though, the wine lays, barely touched. Catherine and Grissom take no notice, they are too involved in a long, deep, loving embrace. His lips on hers, their arms wrapped around each other. The world around them dissolves in the comfort of each other's embrace.