It had been a long, long time since Gil Grissom had felt this type of emotion...

His heart began to race and his breath quickened... It felt almost like a high.

He felt the younger boy's chest touch his own and he pressed his lips harder on him, deepening the kiss.

He'd never thought of himself as gay... not even once, but this time... He wanted more.

Gil broke the kiss and ushered Greg into a narrow hallway.

It was getting late, people were leaving, and the empty hallway, Gil thought, was alittle more private.

He pushed Greg against the wall and held him there, proceeding to kiss him again, but not so gently this time.

He seemed a bit more "hungry".

Greg slouched against the wall as he let Grissom's tongue explore his mouth. His knees felt so weak he could hardly hold himself upright. Wrapping his arms around Gil's neck, he pressed his body against him.

"I... need... this..."

Those words repeated themselves over and over in Greg's mind.

He began to kiss Gil's neck and slowly worked his way down his chest, and Grissom wasn't complaining. Greg felt amazing! His soft, shuddered breath, and even softer lips on his bare skin was almost more than Gil could handle.

Greg soon started becoming frustrated...

"Why do I find him so damned attractive!" He wondered as he kissed his love all over.

He grabbed Gil's shirt and held him firmly as he started to grind himself against the older man.

Gil took a step back... he was hard... and he knew it... and if Greg did that... he was gonna know it too.

Greg smiled sheepishly at Grissom's reaction.

"It's alright..." Greg spoke as he stepped towards his partner...

He wrapped his arms around him and made sure he was close enough make Gil "uncomfortable"...to feel his length pressing against his thigh. Then Greg sighed, resting his head on Gil's chest.

"I am so in love with you..." he whispered softly.

Grissom couldn't tell if his heart was pounding too fast, or if it had stopped beating completely. He hugged the boy close and held him as tightly as he could. This is what his heart was longing for... this was the feeling he needed!

Greg clenched Gil's shirt in his hands and held on to him. He'd finally spoken the words he'd been dying to say for what seemed like forever...

Then it hit him...the tears began to fall.

Greg looked up to face his love...that man he now swore he couldn't live without... and spoke again.

"You won't remember this in the morning... will you?"