The drive home was silent, Gil had informed Rick of what had happened in his office and they were both very tense. Greg was exhausted and also anxious about what was to come.
They got in, locked the door and collapsed into the living room. They didn't say anything until they had finished the tea that Gil had made. Greg sighed and put his cup down.
"Why am I here?" he asked, his voice was getting stronger all the time. Warrick and Gil looked at each other unsure on how to answer they came to a unanimous decision to tell him the truth.
"Greg you're here because we almost died when we saw you on that stretcher. We… we… what we feel for you goes beyond friendship, beyond what would be considered proper in normal company given your age, gender and our working relationship" Gil stuttered out, halfway through slipping a hand into Warrick's. Greg took that in thoughtfully.
"I …Wondered if it might be something like that. You, both of you touch me a lot" Greg flushed and muttered the last bit. Warrick smiled
"We like touching you, I for one love the feel of you in my arms" he murmured seductively. Greg's flush turned into a stronger blush and that was even though he was on the other side of the room to them.
"I don't know what to say, what you want me to say" he confessed hating how young he sounded, he was curled in a ball and still felt hideously exposed.
"Well you're not running away which is a good start" Gil said optimistically before deciding that while they were confessing he might as well get it all out in the open.
"Greg, yesterday when I came downstairs I talked to Arissa. She sent me an email of things she thought we needed to know about you…"
:Oh God no, no no no no! Tell me she didn't:
"She did Greg, and at the top of her list of 'things to know before seducing you Greg' was your…. Experience or rather the lack of it" Greg had covered his ears somewhere along the line trying to block out what Gil was saying. Warrick froze and stared at his lover
"What are you saying Gil? That Greg's a…"
"Virgin? Yes seems Arissa gives him the stories he tells. Greg please don't turn away there is no shame in it" Gil soothed; Warrick looked a little confused as what to do with this information. Greg slowly looked over
:Well at least you're not laughing: Warrick couldn't help himself, he walked over to Greg and knelt down by his chair.
"Come here baby" he murmured and opened his arms. Greg hesitated this was the moment of truth, he had a choice he could choose to fall into Rick's waiting arms and give this thing a go, or he could choose to give into the terror gnawing at his insides, make one with the couch and stay alone but safe in his shell. Warrick waited patiently for him to decide not pressurising him either way. Greg made his choice and threw himself into the older man's arms. He hugged him fiercely vaguely aware of the kisses being bestowed on him and that they were moving. When he did emerge he found himself tucked up on Rick's lap with Gil pressed close. He flushed
"I don't know what to do now" he confessed
"What do you want to do? This doesn't go any faster then you are comfortable with. So the question is what to you want?" Gil spoke softly soothing some of the worries Greg had. Greg looked up into Warrick's eyes and bit his lip
"Kiss" he whispered
"You want me to kiss you?" Warrick clarified, Greg braced himself for this to be one big horrible joke and nodded. He felt a hand on his cheek and opened his eyes to stare into Warrick's intense green ones.
"Relax baby" he breathed and slowly sealed his lips over Greg's. Greg gasped at the first touch; the lips on his were warm and impossibly smooth. He felt like he was being electrified. He felt Warrick's tongue beg for entry and cautiously opened his mouth. Warrick's tongue caressed his own he thought he might die, it was the most intense experience of his life. When Warrick pulled back he whimpered from the loss. Rick looked over to see Gil looking ravenous, he chuckled lightly kissing Greg's ear
"Ready for round two?" he whispered coaxing Greg off his lap and onto Grissom's. Gil stroked Greg's hair
"Beautiful" he murmured before reaching down to taste Greg's mouth. Greg immediately catalogued the differences; Gil's lips were fuller, rougher but just as good, Greg was fairly sure he was going to explode. By the time Gil pulled back he as out of breath, he could feel Warrick caressing his thighs
"I think it's time to move this to the bedroom" Gil said. Warrick grinned and stood up leaving Greg ensconced on Gil's lap
"I've got a better idea, Gil hold onto him for a minute" he said then disappeared up the stairs. Greg tried to get off but Gil stopped him.
"Hey, you heard the man stop squirming" he turned the younger mans face and took his lips in another deep kiss. Greg, proving he was a fast learner wrapped one arm around Gil's neck and his good hand in his short hair. Greg's tongue battled Gil's not willing to be passive anymore. Encouraged Gil pulled him closed and ran hand down his thigh: he felt the muscles in the leg tremble as he touched them. He rested his hand on Greg's hip, pleased that the lab tech didn't seem too worried.
"Now that is hot" a deep voice from the doorway said in awe. They broke apart slowly, Greg blushed and Gil smiled at his lover.
"Ready now?" he asked jokingly. Rick grinned and nodded, Greg jumped up before anyone one could carry him. He opened his mouth to say something but closed it when he caught two warning looks
:Where am I going:
"He wants to know where he's going Rick" Gil said evilly, knowing what Rick would do.
"Well I could tell him, but I find it more fun to do this…" he grabbed Greg around the waist and hoisted him over his shoulder. He wondered up the stairs with his arms locked around Greg's legs. Gil sighed and followed his lovers out. He was surprised to find that Rick had taken Greg into the bathroom. He opened the door to find Greg sitting on the edge of the bath which was full of hot bubbly water and that the room was lit by candle light. He turned to look at Warrick and instead of the pride he though he'd see, he saw guilt written all over his face. The CSI was kneeling on the floor with a hand on Greg's knee. On closer inspection Gil could see Greg was on the edge of tears.
"I forgot how badly he'd been hurt" Warrick confessed and it all fell into place for Gil.
"Oh no, Greg sweetheart are you alright?" Gil asked crouching by his other side
"I'm fine really don't worry" Greg chocked out. Gil smiled at him
"'Your Greg and injury' – Greg's won't admit to injury, if one is discovered your Greg will inevitably be 'fine' even if they have lost a limb, bleeding internally and stuck under a truck" Gil quoted.
"I am going to kill her, she shouldn't have given away my secrets" Greg muttered. "Warrick I'm ok, please don't look like that. This is fantastic thank you" he added looking around the room.,
"I wanted everything to be perfect" Warrick said ruefully, stroking Greg's cheek.
"It is. I'm touched" Greg insisted, well aware that he was damaging his voice further but reassuring his…lover? seemed more important at the moment.
"Well I think a warm bath is what you need right now" Gil said trying to get them back on track and shift the melancholy. Greg nodded and smiled at them. Gently Gil tugged the hem of Greg's T-shirt and pulled it up over his head. Greg flushed as they stared at the newly revealed skin. It would be uncomfortable for him to be the focus of one of the pair but both together was overwhelming. He couldn't help but feel they would find him lacking in someway. He tried to cover himself with is arms, but Warrick caught his wrists and stopped him Greg eyed his shirt longingly as it hung from Gil's fingers.
"You're beautiful" Rick whispered, deliberately not seeing the mottled bruises that littered his chest. Greg blushed but met him halfway when he leaned in for a kiss. Greg felt hands on his jeans but couldn't tell if it was Gil's or Warrick's that popped his fly open and dragged the zipper down. Hands removed his socks- definitely Gil's as Warrick's were buried in his hair. Then he was being coaxed to lift his hips so his jeans could be discarded. When he was down to just his boxers he felt a presence at his back. Gil ran his hand over the scars causing Greg to freeze. Warrick stopped the kiss when Greg stilled and looked at him confused as to why the younger man suddenly looked so ashamed. He caught a glimpse of Gil's face; he was wearing a look of complete concentration and regret that Rick normally only saw at a particularly nasty crime scene. He wondered what could have caused it here. Gil met his gaze sorrowfully.
"I never realised how much damage we did Rick" he chocked out, the penny dropped for Warrick and even though every instinct he had was told him to look at the evidence, he knew that to do so would destroy any trust Greg had in them. Instead he pulled Greg into a gentle embrace and kissed his neck.
"We'll kiss it better Gil" he said over Greg's shoulder, vaguely aware at how corny he sounded, his eyes telling the older man to let it go for now. Gil nodded and mover forward into the hug both of the younger men, sandwiching Greg in the middle.
"I know Rick" he murmured before reaching to kiss the dark man. Greg breathing was in shallow gasps, he could hear them kissing over his shoulder but couldn't move to see, which made it seem all the more erotic. Four hands ran down his body, a hand ghosted over his groin causing Greg to stop breathing entirely
"These staying?" Warrick asked tugging the elasticized waist band. Greg swallowed hard – another choice with no reprimands if he didn't want it. He looked into the green eyes in front of him and turned to meet the blue ones behind him. He guiltily met Rick's eyes again and nodded before dropping his gaze to the floor. Warrick smiled gently
"Baby that's fine, no one wants you uncomfortable. Gil and I are going to leave you alone now ok? Don't get your cast – well what's left of your cast wet" With one more gentle kiss from each of them they left. Greg breathed a sigh of relief as the door quietly clicked shut. The bath water was still warm so Greg ditched the last of his clothing and slipped into the blissful water.
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"Well that went better then I anticipated" Gil admitted, they were lying on the bed in shorts and t-shirts – as so not to put any pressure on their youngest lover.
"Yeah I gotta say I thought he'd freak, hell when you told me he was a virgin I freaked. I mean are what are we doing here Gil? He's so young and vulnerable, what if he feels obligated because he's staying here? Or that he can't say no because we're friends?" Warrick asked working himself up.
"Rick calm down, if he felt so sort of twisted obligation he wouldn't have stopped us from going all the way. As for young; no one is more aware of that then I am, he could be my son Rick, you have no idea how sobering that thought is. We'll take care of him we love him and until he feels comfortable enough to voice his own wants then we are going to have to be observant and try to be sensitive to it. Or I can email Arissa" he added at the end to lighten the mood, Warrick snorted
"Yeah I can see that; dial up the young Miss Hampton – excuse me, my partner and I would like to know how to seduce your brother" he said factiously
"She'd tell you" A voice said huskily "although she'd threaten your balls just to make sure you were serious first" Greg admitted. Warrick smiled
"Hey you just going to stand there hiding behind your sister or are you coming in?"
"Am I invited?" he asked sound very unsure. Gil was increasing finding himself wanting to track down everyone whoever contributed to make Greg this self- doubting, of course he realised he would have to start with himself and his team. Thankfully Warrick was still able to function
"Of course you're invited! How are we going to seduce you from over there! Get your skinny pale ass in the bed" he demanded with mock outrage. Greg grinned
"Well you know I had to make sure you hadn't changed your mind. I mean after all I am the most annoying of the entire grave shift" the little speech was pretty much the end of Greg's voice. He rolled his eyes in frustration; Gil pulled him down between them in a sideways hug
"It only temporary and there are things you can do that you don't need a voice for" he said seductively, Greg blushed but looked interested. He smiled at Gil and lent in for a kiss. Warrick wrapped himself around Greg's back kissing the shoulder he found. Greg slowly ran his hand down Gil's side; he toyed with the hem as if unsure what to do next. Warrick had been following Greg's progress, it was obvious the boy was eager, he just didn't know how to proceed. Warrick mimicked Greg's action, running his hands down the lab techs sides. When he reached the hem of the shirt he toyed with it and slowly slipped his hand under, he saw Greg do the same and smiled – very fast learned. He run a hand over Greg's chest and toyed with one of his nipples. From the noises Gil was making he guessed Greg was doing the same. He bunched Greg's shirt up under his arms, and reluctantly separated them to lift Greg's shirt off. Gil took his own off and the pinned Greg to the bed, he kissed him fiercely before latching onto his neck. Warrick added his shirt to the pile on the floor. He started to kiss Greg's chest as Gil worried on one of his hardening nibbles. Warrick worked his way down Greg's body, he got to the boxers and he slowly slipped a hand in and down onto the top of Greg's thigh, Greg froze and his eyes opened. Gil stopped torturing Greg to find out what was wrong. He rolled off Greg and grinned
"Warrick wants to suck you baby. I can see it in his eyes, he wants to suck you until you come and swallow your essences. Can he Greg? Can I hold you baby while Rick makes you feel good?" Gil breathed into Greg's ear. Greg closed his eyes, when he opened tem again they were shrouded in tears.
"No. no you can't do that, at least not for three months" he chocked out
"Three months, what the hell are you talking about Greg?" Warrick demanded. Greg closed his eyes and a tear cascaded down his check
:HIV test. Three months:
"Oh Greg sweetheart no" Warrick gushed. The bed shifted garnering their attention, Gil had grabbed a phone
"Gil what are you doing?" Warrick hissed, Gil glared at him
"Al, Gil… yeah I know I should be asleep but I need to clarify something. Did you do CBCs on the two DBs from last night?... Yeah I know they're calling them the dead slimeballs, but you could try not to indulge them….. found it? Great what's it say? Ok thanks can you send me a copy?... Thank you, see you tonight" he hung up and immediately embraced Greg
"He was clean Greg, it's ok I promise, he was clean" he soothed over and over. Greg gasped for air he suddenly felt so much lighter. Gil sat there rocking Greg until he had calmed down
:Thank you – I know you're not supposed to do that:
"No I'm not but it was entirely selfish – I want to make love with you" he said teasingly. That got him a chuckle and a bigger bush. Greg stopped the laugh by kissing him. Warrick raised an eyebrow
"Boy's a fast learner. So have you changed your mind?" he asked huskily. Greg frowned trying to remember the questions, Warrick smiled and crawled up the bed, he kissed once gently.
"Can I suck you?" he reminded the tech. Greg went an amazing shade of red, a glance at the lust and hunger in Gil's eyes made him go scarlet
:You want too:
"More then anything. Please?" Warrick was beyond caring that he was begging. Greg bit his lip thoughtfully and then nodded. Gil beamed; he manoeuvred them so he was sitting against the headboard with Greg between his legs. Warrick kissed his way down Greg's front…
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Gil snagged a shirt from the floor and cleaned all three of them up. Finally he pulled the covers up around them, smiling as Rick spooned behind Greg. He pulled them close. Greg's final thought before sleep was how nice it felt in the middle of the mass of limbs.