Skinny Jeans Part 2

Ryan arrived home from work after a slightly embarrassing day, in which all incidents involved the jeans he was wearing and his ass in some way. Luckily, nobody had even come close to starting what he and Rick had done and it seemed like nobody had seen where they went or what they did either. Letting himself into his house, Ryan quickly started making coffee and checking he had his wallet, phone and keys. He had a date tonight; he wasn't missing this one for anything.

Pulling up outside the restaurant, ten minutes earlier than Horatio had told Ryan to meet him there, Ryan tried to calm himself down.
'It's just dinner; don't even think about it as a date, it's just dinner with your boss… damn that makes me feel even more nervous! Okay, it's just a date, just fun, harmless fun. Please don't let me screw this up.' It may have seemed like Ryan was going through a lot for nothing, but he liked Horatio, no matter what their relationship was. He didn't want to ruin that relationship now by being too overly sexual and date-like or too cold and reserved to be friends. Ryan decided to just use his normal manner, like he always did at work, just with more casual flirting thrown in. Taking a deep breath, Ryan opened the door of the restaurant and stepped inside. The smell of Japanese cuisine hit him as soon as the door swung shut behind him. Apparently, Horatio was a fan of the oriental.

Horatio stood up immediately as Ryan walked in, noticing that he had only changed his shirt for an ice blue one. Horatio licked his lips a little. Those jeans made his lower half look fantastic and the shirt made his top half look just as good. Horatio hoped Ryan was expecting more than just a friendship date- the young detective looked better than anything on the menu tonight.
"Hey H, I'm glad you're here first! I'd have been lost alone." smiled Ryan.
"Thank you!" Horatio grinned, "I thought you might be a little overwhelmed. It's quite new, but the food is amazing." Looking around, Ryan agreed. Everything smelled delicious and there seemed to be a wide variety and lots of it! Ordering drinks and different plates of sushi to share, the two men started chatting about little things, work, home life or important cases they hadn't solved yet. Ryan felt a little shy at first, but relaxed into it soon enough; Horatio's calm appearance and gentle voice made it easy for people to enjoy his company. Ryan wondered briefly whether this was why so many people turned to Horatio first for help.
"Ryan, you still here?"
Ryan jumped and blushed. He hadn't meant to start daydreaming. "Sorry I was just… thinking about something."
Horatio smirked from behind his glass. "About me, I hope?"
"Yes actually." Ryan grinned cheekily back, "I was wondering if your calm, laid-back attitude was the reason why people like you so much."
Horatio stared at Ryan for a moment and then started laughing. Ryan couldn't help joining in. Laughter was infectious (or at least, Horatio's was).
Calming down, Horatio replied, "I never really thought about it. I just act in my normal manner. I'm not a person who would take their anger out on someone else, I prefer to keep it in until I can let loose on something harmless, like in the firing range."
Ryan nodded, "I noticed you'd disappear if something made you upset. But sometimes you can tell when you're angry or really passionate about something. Your voice goes really quiet and deadly; nobody dares disagree with you then!" Ryan shivered a little. That other side of Horatio, the dangerous side, was scary but also very sexy. To Ryan it was anyway.
H didn't miss the shiver. Eye's darkening a little, he put his glass down and whispered, "Maybe my voice does more than scare you, hmm?" Ryan had to swallow and grip the underside of the table very hard to stop himself from moaning out loud. He hadn't meant to start acting like this, but really it was Horatio's fault. The redhead was far too sexy for his own good. Ryan had felt the mood shift from friendliness to sex as soon as the conversation about Horatio's attitude had started, but he wasn't going to stop it. He liked Horatio a little too much (maybe WAY too much) to stop the whole thing and go back to their usual boss/worker friendship. There were a lot of police stations in America he could transfer to if this became awkward anyway.
"Perhaps you should find out for yourself." Ryan smiled, feigning innocence. He could play dirty too. Grabbing Ryan's hand, Horatio put enough cash to cover the meal down on the table and almost dragged Ryan out to the car park, silently thanking god that he had chosen a secluded table near the door.

Driving back to Horatio's, Ryan couldn't concentrate much; his mind was on what might happen once they got there. Would Horatio decide alone in his Hummer that the whole thing was a little ridiculous and that he didn't want Ryan that way after all? Ryan didn't think he could go back to work and face H in the same way if that's what happened here. Why had he been stupid enough to say those things in the restaurant? It was supposed to be casual conversation, not 'I want you so bad' sex talk!
He didn't need to worry. Arriving at Horatio's home, Ryan jumped down from the hummer and walked towards Horatio, who pulled him in for a steamy kiss. Ryan responded just as eagerly, so glad that he wasn't the only one who wanted this. Soft lips parted his own, Horatio using the opportunity to run his tongue across Ryan's own. Ryan was a little surprised at how forward H was- could he read Ryan's mind or had he been able to read the hidden messages in Ryan's words and actions all along, the skinny jeans giving Horatio the excuse to ask Ryan out?
A sharp grab to his ass jolted Ryan back out of his thoughts. Groaning round Horatio's mouth, Ryan felt himself being pulled forwards as Horatio broke the kiss and pulled him into the house. Ryan shut the door behind him and turned round, throwing his arms over Horatio's shoulders and leaning against the door as H leaned in for another kiss. Their mouths moving together, Ryan started pushing Horatio's jacket off his shoulders, while H worked on the buttons on Ryan's shirt. Pushing H's jacket off and undoing his shirt buttons, Ryan lost his own shirt to the floor as well. Kissing and touching, they made their way to Horatio's bedroom, losing most of their clothes along the way.
Kicking the door open, Horatio picked Ryan up, bridal style, and threw him gently onto his bed. Kicking his jeans off, Ryan leaned forward on all fours, smirking like a cat. Horatio let out an animalistic groan at the sight of Ryan in his silky jade boxers and pounced on him like a predator. Horatio was nibbling Ryan's earlobe, biting gently on Ryan's neck, leaving marks and kisses down Ryan's chest. Ryan threw his head back and moaned loudly when Horatio started licking and nibbling at Ryan's member through his boxers. Horatio grinned wickedly up at Ryan, his eyes darkened by lust. Pulling Ryan's boxers down quickly, Horatio licked up the length of Ryan's cock, making the younger man fall backwards and arch his back off the bed. Mouth open and face flushed, Horatio didn't think he'd ever seen Ryan look more sexy. Leaning over to his bedside table, Horatio pulled out a bottle of lube that was only half full. When Ryan raised his eyebrows, Horatio winked saying, "I gotta have some fun outside of work." Ryan flushed bright red again, only imagining what Horatio got up to when he wasn't being Lieutenant Caine. He was so lost in his fantasies, he hadn't realised what Horatio was doing until he felt a slick finger being pushed into him.
"Fuck!" Ryan growled out, arching off the bed again. That felt really good. Still smirking, Horatio pushed two more fingers in, stretching Ryan until he could move his fingers in and out comfortably. Pulling off his own black boxers and pouring a large amount of lube on his cock, Horatio lined up against Ryan's entrance and pushed in slowly.

"Mmmm, so tight… hot..." Horatio gasped out, unable to think in full sentences anymore. Ryan was so tight; had he not done this before? The thought that this might be Ryan's first time made Horatio slow down and consider stopping.
"NO! Oh god, please keep going!" Ryan panted. "It's not my first time, please move!" He begged. Grinning, Horatio began thrusting in and out of Ryan's body; He couldn't refuse when Ryan had begged so nicely, could he?
Ryan felt like he was in heaven. Rick had been good, but as usual Horatio was better. Moaning out Horatio's name, Ryan came hard across his and H's chest. Thrusting into Ryan and biting his neck a little, Horatio released inside Ryan's body and then pulled out. Rolling over so he wasn't crushing Ryan, Horatio pulled up his bedcovers and snuggled down next to Ryan.
"Whaa...*yawn* what about the bed sheets and the mess?" Ryan asked sleepily.
"Shush." Horatio whispered. "Go to sleep. We can deal with them in the morning. Day off tomorrow." Cuddling up to Horatio, Ryan nodded once and then sank into a deep sleep, knowing he would be very happy and his ass would be very sore in the morning.
It was worth it.