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Warning: this chapter contains material intended only for mature audiences… erm… more so than the other chapters.

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Chapter Seven: Scotch On The Rocks

Rick remained silent, giving only a soft kiss to Horatio's neck in response. He was afraid to speak, afraid that this was all just a dream and that he would wake up in Miami. His heart skipped a beat and then began pounding as the other man gently began nuzzling up against him. Horatio caught Rick, holding his face tenderly in his hands. He then leaned in and kissed the man who he just hours before saw as his enemy. Stetler moaned softly into Horatio's kiss, his hand drifting up onto the redhead's leg and began stroking his thigh. Although he loved the feeling of his lover's hand traveling up his leg and towards his crotch, Horatio knew that he had to bring to light an issue that was pecking at his brain. He broke the kiss, turning away before Rick had the chance to catch him with a tongue-tangling kiss of his own.

"However," Horatio began, "I am not quite sure how to handle this. I mean… with you and I … there is bound to be some sort of investigation or something".

Rick nodded as he chuckled quietly to himself.

"Oh Horatio," Rick smiled, "It's usually me who is the most concerned with the integrity of our respective departments".

"I know," the redhead said gently in response, "But I think…I think that any relationship that we have together must be carried out in secret. If it's not it will look too much like you would be covering for mistakes my lab didn't make".

Stetler laughed, suddenly feeling quite playful, "Yes, you and I: how scandalous".

He smiled sweetly as he was greeted with Horatio's soft chuckle.

"You know, H," Rick said with a seductive leer, "I can keep a secret for as long as you can".

"Yes, but can it last? When would we even see each other? I know you stop by the lab every week; I don't think I can pretend to hate you for very long without on the side having a bit of …erm… 'enjoyment'".

"Can't I just saunter on into your office and have a 'private discussion' every now and again?"

"My office is made of glass, Rick".

"Oh yeah. Well, I guess we can meet at some club every few weekends".

"I don't know, Rick," Horatio sighed, "Considering my position, I don't think that it's very wise for me to go into any club were we can have that sort of privacy. You know how much publicity I seem to get, I'm afraid that someone would recognize me. And I would go to your place, but seeing the number of times that a perp has stalked me…"

Horatio trailed off, he was hesitant to ask if Rick would come visit him. He knew that an incident involving any perp would be unlikely, but he wasn't one to take many chances in that respect. He was willing to go far out of his jurisdiction to not be recognized. He knew that if they were exposed that his reputation would be at stake and that Rick's job would be on the line. Perhaps they could drive down to the Keys together, or take his boat and go out on the ocean. Nothing seemed to be too excessive to make the relationship work.

"I could go see you," Rick finally offered timidly.

Horatio smiled. The thought of the two of them standing on the bedroom balcony and looking out at the ocean was too perfect. Horatio always felt so alone when he came home from the lab and looking out into the vast ocean just made him feel smaller. It would be wonderful to have someone to come home to.

"I'd like that," Horatio finally responded sweetly.

Rick leaned in and gave his lover a soft, innocent kiss. They cuddled up next to each other for a short while, stroking each other's bodies and playing with each other's hair. Horatio's breath lightly shook as he felt Rick press his lips against his neck and stroke his chest. Stetler had pulled himself on top of Horatio again and began rubbing his package against the redhead's thigh, all the while kissing him over and over and over again.

"Rick," Horatio whispered, "I would like to take you up on that drink now".

Stetler pulled himself off of Horatio's lap, letting him stand. They kissed one more time before Rick directed Horatio over to the cupboard where he found the scotch. He preached himself on one of the bar stools as the redhead wandered into the kitchen.

Horatio stepped off of the wooden floor of the living room and onto the cold tile of the kitchen. He pulled open the wooden cabinets, looking for glasses. He placed two tumblers on the counter in front of Rick before turning to the bottom cabinet.

As the redhead bent over Rick shifted uncomfortably as he felt his body react. Horatio's firm and gorgeous backside was wrapped so tightly in his fine black slacks. Rick blushed slightly as his lover stood and he saw how perfectly the redhead's bulge was displayed. His own pants began to feel too tight.

Horatio, unaware of exactly how much attention he was getting, placed the bottle of scotch on the counter next to the glasses. He lifted the bottle, ready to pour the drinks.

"Wait," Rick said stopping him, "I would like some ice".

"On the rocks it is," Horatio said with a smile.

Horatio turned around and faced the refrigerator, bending down to grab some ice cubes out of the freezer drawer.

I'll never get used to seeing freezers down here. I wonder exactly how much more efficient it really is. Oh crap. Do we have an ice pick? Oh never mind, here's a tray. I wonder what Rick's getting up for. He's probably grabbing the cigars. You know, you'd think that they would find a more efficient way to do this. I wish this was one of those refrigerator/ice machine things. There we go, I'll just refill the rest of the tray later. Ow, I don't think ice is supposed to be this col- Oh God.

Horatio's thoughts were interrupted as he felt Rick's aroused body up against his backside. Stetler placed his hands on the redhead's hips, holding him in a way to make sure he couldn't escape. Horatio dropped the ice straight onto the counter, allowing himself to fully enjoy Rick's hold. He stood up, his body flush up against his lover. He sighed softly as Rick laid multitudinous soft kisses against his neck and across his shoulders.

Rick spun Horatio around, catching his mouth for a passionate kiss. He wrapped his arms around the redhead, reaching up and playing with his soft hair. Horatio ran his hands down Rick's back, finally placing them into the other man's back pockets. Stetler backed the redhead into the counter as their tongues dueled.

"I want you," Rick whispered into Horatio's neck.

Horatio couldn't speak, he could barely breathe. He hadn't felt such sensations in the longest time. They felt so beautiful and secretive and passionate that he was at a loss for words. He just nodded and closed his eyes.

Rick pushed Horatio's still unbuttoned shirt from his shoulders, making it fall to their feet. He then began laying kisses all the way down the redhead's chest. Stetler fell to knees, unbuttoning and unzipping the other man's pants.

Horatio braced himself against the counter for the inevitable. His heart was pounding and his breath grew shallow. He almost collapsed when he felt his trousers fall from his hips to his ankles.

Rick slowly pulled off Horatio's boxers, revealing his stiff phallus. He caught Horatio before he collapsed again. He looked up and saw the other man's unsteady breaths and the tight grip he had on the countertop. Horatio was a little weak at the knees and was shaking terribly.

Rick began to stand up, only to feel Horatio's hand catch his shoulder and lightly push back down.

"I feel uncomfortable, I don't think you're ready for this," Stetler said calmly to Horatio

"You don't think I've done this before?" Horatio asked; a little shocked at how much his voice was shaking.

Rick smiled sweetly at Horatio before turning back to the counter. He threw the ice cubes into their tumblers and poured the scotch. When he turned back Horatio was still leaning against the counter, shaking and finding his breath.

"It's okay," Rick whispered, handing Horatio his drink. "Today has been quite…eventful".

His hand still shaking, Horatio took the glass from Stetler. He sipped at the drink; all the while Rick stroked his arms and chest. Stetler began laying kisses on Horatio's body again, this time slowly and carefully. Horatio steadied his breathing and sipped at the drink as Rick kissed his shoulders and reached down to stroke Horatio's hardened cock.

Rick stroked the redhead gently, almost teasingly. He sucked on Horatio's neck, listening to the soft moans his lover made. Horatio tilted his head back, downed the last of the drink, and slammed the glass on the counter. He caught Rick's mouth and gave him a tongue-tangling kiss.

"Now, oh God, Rick. I need you now," Horatio gasped, thrusting up against Rick's hand.

Stetler flashed Horatio a sweet little smile before he sunk down onto his knees again. He ran his tongue along the length of Horatio's shaft, stroking his legs as he did so. The redhead moaned and whimpered, closing his eyes and trying to relax. Stetler stopped at the head of Horatio's throbbing cock and sucked gently. He let his lover thrust erratically into his mouth as he listened to his soft moans. He felt Horatio place a hand against the back of his head, cradling it against him. Rick relaxed his throat, letting his lover slip deep into him. Carefully he massaged the redhead's shaft with his tongue; he could tell that Horatio was on the verge.

Horatio bit his lip, trying to control himself for his new lover. He moaned as the full sensation of Rick's warm and wet mouth overcame him. He trembled, almost collapsing again. He felt his already heavy breathing grow louder as he began to lose control. He tightened the grip on the counter and pulled lightly on Rick's hair as he let himself go.

"Oh Rick," Horatio gasped as he came down his throat.

Stetler swallowed Horatio down until the other man was spent and weakened. He caught Horatio before he grew too weak in the knees to stand. He let his lover slip from his mouth; he kissed it one last time before he stood. Horatio caught Rick's mouth in a passionate kiss, tasting himself on his lover's lips.

"Rick," Horatio whispered. He couldn't speak; he was so breath-taken. He reached up and ran his fingers through Stetler's hair before pulling him into another kiss.

Rick smiled into the kiss, running his hands over Horatio's nude body. Horatio broke it, still breathing heavily.

"Anytime," Rick said simply, picking up Horatio's shirt for him.

Horatio shivered as he realized how much the fire had died down. The cabin was getting a little cold; he felt the cool mountain atmosphere against his exposed body. He slipped into his shirt and pulled his pants and boxers back on.

Rick pulled Horatio in for another embrace; he felt how close he was held and how tense his lover was.

"Are you cold?" Rick asked with a little smile.

"Can we move to the bedroom? I think it's warmer in there," Horatio asked with a slight shiver.

"And if not," Rick said with a smirk, "it will be".