Through Everything
Author: Pepperminty
Rating: R for sexual content and some language
Disclaimer: Nope, still don't own them, dag nam it.
Pairing: Grissom and Sara
Spoilers: I haven't seen Season 5, stupid TV station, so nothing from there, but anything in past seasons is fair game, and is probably alluded to somewhere.
A/N: Thankyou to everyone that has read and reviewed my story, it has spurred me on to keep writing, so thankyou so much.
Chapter 3
"Do you love me because I am beautiful? Or am I beautiful because you love me?"- Cinderella
"I beg your pardon?"
"Stay"
"Hmm…you said that. Stay where?"
"With me"
"Okay…Griss, for this to be a functioning conversation; you need to give me a little more than 2 words okay?" he continued to stand there, shuffling nervously from one foot to another.
"Okay," she sighed "You" she said whilst pointing at him,
"Yes"
"Want me?"
"Uh-huh"
"To stay with you?" he nodded slowly. She rubbed her temples, wondering how exactly they had gotten themselves in this mess. It was so bloody difficult to get any emotion, let alone feelings out of him. She decided finally to call him on it; he had begun this little tete a tete.
"Okay, since this is obviously a one sided conversation, lets get the facts straight, shall we? You are standing there, looking, at best, annoyed, and asking me to stay. As much as I enjoy being treated with the same commands as a dog…" his eyes flared. "Sorry, nervous humour."
"I don't understand"
"What don't you understand?" he finally spoke
"Why you would want me to stay. I mean your attraction to me has obviously gone away. I mean if you couldn't, you know, with me, then why the hell would you want me? I'm pretty obviously not what you want, or not enough, I don't know I'm not you, but the fact remains, I'm not enough for you"
"You really have no idea how beautiful you are do you? Her eyes softened at his words, he moved toward her, taking his hands in hers. She stiffened, physical contact, was not exactly normal for them.
"My turn to talk" she pouted, and he chuckled in return. "I'm sorry about what happened, I guess I regret it actually. I regret that I couldn't give you what you needed, or what you wanted. I…guess, I was scared of you. I didn't think I could please you, and I guess… that turned out to be true" he added bitterly. She opened her mouth to speak
"No let me finish, I was just so intent, on reaching that fulfilment, trying to get it over and done with that what I thought turned into reality. I'm sorry I made you insecure, it was never my intention, I assure you. Christ I don't even know what my intentions were"
"You truly are the most wonderfully amazing woman I have ever met Sara. You've done something no one has been able to do for me in a long time. You make me feel Sara. So many wonderful things. Because of your smile, you make life more beautiful." She smiled
"Damnit." She spoke
"What?"
"How do you always know the right thing to say?"
"Let's just say I have good inspiration" he lowered his lips to hers, a questioning look in his eyes, only to meet a pleading one in hers.
She smiled all the way through the kiss, the way he was so gentle this time. Asking permission, seeking her pleasure rather than taking it. When she motioned to the bedroom, she recognised the look of fear in them,
"Hey…" she soothed, stroking his cheek. She pulled his hand to her breast,
"You feel this?" she met his eyes, "Come on" she tugged his hand to the bedroom.
This time wasn't about completion, it was just, beautiful. Showing her how he loved her body, the goddess that she was. Taking his time, to feel every curve, setting her body on fire. She in turn, couldn't keep her hands off of him. He chuckled and returned to her body, tasting, and giving her as much pleasure as she could take. He loved the way she felt underneath him this time. The way that they worked off of each other, with each other. She kept smiling all the way through, when she screamed his name over and over again, her grin remained.
"Are you awake Griss?"
"No" he mumbled, wrapping his arm tightly around her back. She smiled at the normalcy of the gesture, and how they could do it. She rubbed circles over his shoulder.
"You know how you asked me to stay?"
"Yes" he droned. She kissed his shoulder.
"This, right here, this is mine."
"I don't get it back?"
"Nope, it stays with me"
"I love you smile at me, I love the way your hands reach out and hold me near....I believe this is heaven to no one else but me."- Sarah McLachlan
The End