Title: Club Descent: Decision

Author: Aeon Cole

Rating: FRAO (seriously, not kidding here, major hotness follows)

Genre: AU, angst, hurt/comfort, romance

Warning: Slash, past abuse, non-con, rape

Fandom: CSI Miami

Pairing: Horatio/Speed

Challenge: Lover100

Table: table-c

Prompt: #46 Tongue

Word Count: 2300

Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me and I am making no money from this.

Author's Note: This is NOT part of my H/Speed universe. This is my first AU.

Previous Chapters: The Meeting, Regrets, Choices, Let's Talk, Good News, Problems, Saturday, Help, Secrets, Home, Confessions, Courage, Whispers, Slave Play, Stay, More, Max

Eric walked into Tim's apartment and glanced around. His reason for being there was two-fold. He was there to investigate an assault but he was also there because he was curious about the man that his boss was involved with. Though he rationalized the latter by convincing himself that knowing Tim better would possibly help him know his attacker better.

One of the first things that drew his attention were the bookshelves along the far wall. You could tell a lot about a person by what he reads, Eric thought. As he scanned the books, he began to identify Tim a fellow science geek. He had two shelves packed with chemistry and biology books. As he glanced at the shelves he started to notice a series of books with the name Speedle printed on the spines. He pulled one out and discovered that Tim was the author. There were seven books all together at varying academic levels, from freshman chemistry to graduate level biochemistry.

"Hey, Cal," he called. Calliegh wandered up to him and he showed her the book. "There's a bunch of them here that he wrote. He didn't look old enough to have done all this."

Calliegh shrugged. "According to the police report he filed, he listed his age as thirty. I suppose he started young." She looked up at him. "You want to check out the actual crime scene now?" she asked.

Eric chuckled and said, "Yeah, I suppose I should."

They walked to the back of the apartment and into the bedroom. Eric stopped at the door and scanned the room. To his right he saw an unmade bed. Against the right wall was a closet, next to that a bureau. The left wall was taken up by a large casement window with a window seat and there were some boxes piled up under the window. Eric pulled out the crime scene sketch that Calliegh had done and glanced at it. He focused on the corner of the room where the assault took place and tried to picture, in his head, what had happened.

Calliegh walked up behind him and placed a hand on his arm. "What are you seeing?" she asked.

Eric shook his head. "Just trying to picture it," he answered. He looked back at Calliegh then over at the bed. "So H gets the call from dispatch. He gets up, gets dressed," he said with a slight smirk.

Calliegh continued, "They walk to the front door. Take a moment to say goodbye. Tim watches Horatio drive off."

"He closes the door, forgetting to lock it," Eric said. "Then he goes back to bed." He glanced at the police report again. "He says it was only a few minutes before he noticed the guy in the room with him. That means he must have been staking the place out."

"Or had incredibly good timing," Calliegh added.

Eric looked her right in the eye and said, "This guy's not going to give up, is he?"

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Max stood at the front door. "Ya sure ya gonna be okay?" he asked Tim.

Tim nodded. "I've survived this long," he said.

Max looked over at Horatio. "Look out for him, will ya?. He has this was of finding trouble, even when he's not lookin' for it," he said with a smile.

"Hey," Tim protested. "I'm right here."

Horatio slipped his arm around Tim's waist. "Don't worry, Max. I'll keep him safe," he said. "Oh, and do me a favor. What you said before? If you see Simon, call the police. Don't do anything stupid."

Max smirked. "Don't worry."

Horatio chuckled. "Just don't kill him. That's paperwork I don't need."

"All right," Max sighed. "But I won't promise I'll turn'm over undamaged".

Horatio shook his head. "I'm gonna pretend I didn't hear that," he said as he shook Max's hand.

Max turned his attention to Tim. "I'll call ya tomorrow," he said.

Tim smiled. "Thanks."

Horatio shut the door behind Max and he and Tim were along again. Horatio leaned up against the door and smiled at Tim. He held out a hand. Tim took it and was pulled into Horatio's arms. But just as he was about to close the small remaining distance between their lips, he heard Horatio's cell phone ring from the loft. He closed his eyes and chuckled.

"It's a conspiracy," he muttered.

Horatio laughed and quickly jogged up the stairs and grabbed his phone. "Yeah," he said into the receiver.

"Horatio, it's Calliegh."

"Yes, Calliegh. What can I do for you," Horatio said.

"I was just calling to let you know that we're going to release your friend's apartment this afternoon. He should be clear to move back in by three o'clock," she said.

Horatio paused for a moment before he spoke. He tried not to let his disappointment at the thought of Tim leaving come through in his voice as he said, "Um, thanks Cal. I'll let him know."

He hung up and slipped his phone into his pocket then headed downstairs. Tim took one look at him and knew something was up.

"Anything wrong?" he asked as he approached.

Horatio shook his head. "That was Calliegh. They're, um, they're releasing your apartment this afternoon. You'll be able to go back… if you want to."

"Oh," Tim said as he ducked his head. He didn't want Horatio to see his disappointment.

Horatio took a couple of steps closer. "Do you want to?" he asked.

"No," Tim answered him softly. Then he looked into Horatio's eyes. "Not ever."

Horatio's face broke into a wide smile and he pulled Tim into his arms. "You're welcome to stay here for as long as you like," he said as he gave him a quick kiss. Then he added, "I've even got a spare room in the back that I've been using for storage. We can fix it up as a home office, so you don't have to spread your paperwork all over the kitchen."

Tim pursed his lips. "I should warn you, I probably not the easiest guy to live with."

Horatio chuckled. "Well, that makes two of us. I guess," he started to say as he leaned in close, "we'll just have to learn to compromise."

He closed the gap between them and captured Tim's mouth in a slow kiss. Tim ran his hands up under Horatio's shirt and began caressing his back causing a shiver pass through the redhead's body. Horatio pulled back, resting his forehead against Tim's before saying, "Hang on a minute."

He went to the front door and locked it then engaged the alarm system. Then he pulled his cell phone out of his pocket, switched it off and tossed it onto the coffee table. He walked back to Tim and took his hand.

"No more interruptions," he practically growled as he pulled Tim up the stairs.

Tim's heart was pounding with anticipation by the time they reached the bedroom. He was beginning to understand, again, that sex wasn't just something to do to satisfy a physical need. It was something he could look forward to, something that he wanted to do to show Horatio how much he loved him. It wasn't something to fear or dread. It had been a long time since he'd allowed himself feel anything close to what he felt for Horatio.

He was becoming bolder, more confident with himself. He pulled Horatio into his arms and into a heated kiss. He pushed his tongue past Horatio's lips and swept every surface as he slipped his hands into the back of the redhead's jeans and cupped his ass, pulling him flush against his body and turning Horatio's legs to jello. Horatio ground his hips against Tim's causing delicious friction between their hard cocks. Tim broke the kiss but kept their bodies pressed together.

"What do you want?" he whispered against Horatio's lips.

"I want you," Horatio answered just as softly. "I want to feel your mouth on me. I want to feel you in me." He looked Tim in the eyes and added, "I want you to make love to me. I want to submit to you."

And with that simple phrase, Horatio finally voiced why he'd walked into Club Descent that night almost two weeks prior. He'd wanted to give up control for a while, to not have to be the responsible one, to let someone else take over. Tim blinked back his tears because, to him, again, it was a matter of trust. Horatio was showing him that he trusted him enough to ask that. He also realized that this was his chance to show his new lover just how much he meant to him.

He took a step back and nodded then began unbuttoning Horatio's shirt. He let the shirt hang open and gently ran his hand down the center of Horatio's chest and over his stomach, stopping at the waistband of his jeans. Horatio sighed and let his eyes drift shut. Tim brushed the back of his hands over Horatio's stomach just under his the waistband then popped the button and carefully opened the zipper, freeing his hard, leaking cock.

Horatio let out a long sigh as Tim placed a hand on either side of his waist and slowly drew them down over his hips, taking his jeans with them. Tim lowered himself to his knees and glanced up at his lover's face. Seeing no signs of protest, he slowly ran his tongue up Horatio's cock from base to tip sending a shudder through his body. He took it in his hand, stroking his palm over the velvety skin gently, almost reverently as he watched Horatio's face. His eyes were closed and his mouth was slightly open as he fought to keep himself under control. Tim pulled the tip into his mouth and circled it with his tongue. Horatio gasped as Tim took him all of the way in and he threaded his fingers in Tim's hair as he began to massage him with his tongue. He let him slip out to the tip before drawing him in again. Horatio began rocking his hips, thrusting into Tim's warm, wet mouth erratically. Tim wrapped his hands around the back of Horatio's thighs just below his ass to steady him as he took him all the way to the back of his throat, swallowing around him. Horatio came down his throat with a moan. Tim sucked him dry then let him slip from his mouth.

Horatio was all too glad for Tim's hands at the back of his legs. He was fairly certain they were the only reason he was still standing. As he tried to catch his breath and bring his body under control, he could feel Tim kissing his way back up to his chest, then his neck and finally taking his mouth in a slow kiss.

When Tim broke the kiss, Horatio found his voice enough to say, "That was…"

"Not done yet," Tim interrupted him. He pushed the shirt off his shoulders and said," Go lie down. On your stomach."

Horatio made his way to the bed on slightly wobbly legs and lay down in the center. Tim quickly shed his jeans then climbed onto the bed and spread Horatio's legs, positioning himself between them. He leaned forward and placed a kiss on the back of Horatio's neck then kissed his way down his spine to the curve of his ass. Slowly, he ran his tongue back up to Horatio's neck then nibbled lightly, causing a small gasp to escape Horatio's lips He reached over to the night table and pulled out the lube and a condom then slowly worked his way back down Horatio's body. He brushed a hand lightly over Horatio's ass before gently tugging at his hips to encourage him into the right position.

He slicked up two fingers and carefully eased them into Horatio's opening. Horatio moaned in pleasure at the sensation and pushed back slightly trying to take them deeper. Tim began scissoring his fingers and moving them in and out until he was satisfied he was sufficiently stretched. As he removed his fingers, Horatio whimpered at the loss.

Tim quickly readied himself then leaned forward and asked, "Ready?"

Horatio nodded, as that was all his brain could manage. Tim positioned himself and slowly pushed forward. He wanted to take it slow and draw out the experience for Horatio but he knew he was too close. He stilled himself for a moment while he gained a bit of control before he slowly pulled out then thrust back in. Horatio called out as Tim's cock brushed his prostate. Tim readjusted himself to hit that spot with each thrust. He could feel his own climax building, being urged on by Horatio's moans and gasps. He reached around and took Horatio's cock in his hand. It took only a couple of strokes before Horatio cried out and came, clamping down on Tim's cock and drawing his release from him.

Both men collapsed forward onto the bed and lay together for a few minutes before Tim pulled out and rolled to the side. Horatio disposed of the condom then pulled Tim into his arms. He gave him a soft kiss. Horatio gazed into Tim's eyes.

"What?" Tim asked softly after a few moments.

Horatio smiled. "I'm glad you decided to stay."

Tim smiled back. "Me too," he said. "I love you."

"I love you too," Horatio said just as his stomach growled, loud enough for Tim to hear in the quiet room. He chuckled.

"Breakfast?" Tim asked teasingly.

"Actually I think it's more like lunch by now," Horatio bantered back.

"Okay, lunch then," Tim replied.

Horatio pulled him closer and rested his head on his shoulder. "Eventually."

TBC

A/N: We're coming to the end of the first part of this story. I currently have this whole universe split up into three story arcs. There are two more chapters left in this first part. After that Club Descent will take a little break so I can work on the second part, not to mention some of my other neglected writing challenges. My hope is to have the second part of this ready to start uploading by mid May.