Title: "Win-Win"

Author: grissomrocks

Rating: M

Category: Romance

Pairing: Grissom/Sophia

Spoilers: "Formalities"

Summary: Grissom wants to play a game with Sophia.

Disclaimer: I don't own CSI. I'm not making any money from this. If I did, you know Grissom and Sophia would be a couple by now.

Gil Grissom awoke to the smell of fresh coffee. That meant Sophia was home. Good, he thought, I hope she's not tired. I want her to be able to enjoy her present. Gil had picked up something for his wife at the mall yesterday, even though it wasn't any special occasion.

Sophia was sitting at the table looking over some paperwork she had brought home, when she felt a warm breath in her ear. "Good afternoon, honey," Gil said as he embraced her from behind.

The blonde turned and brought her husband's head down to hers for a proper kiss. "Good afternoon, love. Would you like a cup of coffee?"

"Later," Gil answered. "Right now, I have something for you."

Arching her eyebrows, Sophia asked, "And what would that be?"

He sat down next to her and handed her the package. Opening it revealed a pair of . . .

"Overalls?" Sophia queried, obviously puzzled.

Gil explained, "The other day I was thinking about when we first met, really met, I mean. You changed from that beautiful evening dress into overalls so you could process the hotel suite. And then you teased me by saying you may or may not have been wearing underwear."

Sophia chuckled, remembering. "I did eventually tell you I was wearing only a thong." She held up the overalls to her chest. "But I don't understand why you bought me these."

"I thought we could play a game."

"A game?"

Nodding, Gil set out the rules to his "game". "You wear these, and I have to guess whether or not you're wearing any underwear. If I guess right, I get to pick the evening's 'activities'. If I guess wrong, you get to choose."

An amused expression formed on Sophia's face. When she and Gil had gotten married nearly seven months ago, their love making, although exquisite, was fulfilled in what Sophia considered a "traditional" manner. But she felt that there was a more playful side to her husband, and she was pleased that he was gradually loosening up.

"You're on," Sophia agreed.


Sophia walked into the living room wearing the overalls. "Is there a time limit on guessing?" she asked.

Her husband shook his head as he walked around her. "I hadn't thought about that. Do you want to set one?"

"Not necessarily," was Sophia's answer. "But, you know you can only look. You can't touch – yet."

A smirk formed on Gil's face. His eyes roamed over his wife's body, assessing her not unlike a crime scene, looking for any clues that would help him decide.

A few moments later, he guessed. "No underwear."

Sophia unzipped the overalls. This was one of the few times in his life that Gil Grissom was wrong, but he didn't mind in this situation. As his wife stepped out of the bulky clothing, he gazed appreciatively at the black lace bra and matching thong she was wearing.

A melodic voice interrupted his increasingly amorous thoughts. "You lose. I get to choose what we do this evening."

"Actually, it's a win-win situation, honey," Gil replied as he caressed his wife's face, eagerly anticipating whatever Sophia had planned.

The End