Author: KhiDax
Pairing: Gil/Catherine
Rating NC-17 for sex.
Disclaimer: I don't own Grissom, worse luck, Catherine or any of the gang. I just play in their sandbox.
Thanks to AbyKitten for being patient and betaing and vividlyblue1 for putting me up to this!
Feedback Yes please but please be kind I'm not the greatest at sex scenes but I try! :o)
rchive: anywhere you like but drop me a line to let me know okay!
Author's Note: Posting this against my better judgement because I think all over you imaginations could do much better than mine
Dedication: To sweet Aby for all her hard work and patience.
Author's Note: Just another little PWP for Jaclyn while she's waiting patiently. I know they say patience is a virtue, but I'm not sure that word applies to me! LOL
Easing Tensions
by KhiDax
"Gil, do you masturbate?"
Grissom who had been standing near his desk cleaning his glasses almost snapped them in two, "I beg your pardon?" It was clear he was shocked by the question.
"It's a simple enough question, requiring a yes or no answer," Catherine Willows replied.
"It's also a very personal question," he answered wondering just where it had come from and exactly where this conversation was going.
Catherine walked purposefully towards him and he had to fight the urge to retreat. She had a strange look on her face and she seemed to be rather annoyed with him. He shook his head not breaking eye contact with her, he supposed he shouldn't have snapped at Warrick and Nick, but their constant need to out do one another had gotten on his nerves tonight.
"Okay then," Catherine said changing tact, "try this then, when was the last time you had sex?"
He tried to slip past her and get to his seat but she was deliberately blocking his path. "Catherine, why the sudden interest?" He was not having this conversation. They both knew how uncomfortable he was discussing his personal life, even with Catherine whom he had been friends with for over fifteen years, and this was way beyond personal. He jumped as she reached out her hand and cupped his genitals.
"When was the last time this had any exercise?" she purred.
"Catherine?" he gasped trying to step away from her, but there was no space behind him. He reached to disentangle himself when his door opened. He thought this would win his freedom, but he was wrong. Catherine merely turned side on to look at who had entered the office her body blocking what she was doing with her hand. Grissom felt the heat rise in his face.
"Sorry to interrupt," Nick apologised a suspicious twinkle in his eyes, "but you forgot to give us the case sheet." Catherine could see Warrick waiting in the hallway apparently Nick had lost the toss.
Grissom swallowed convulsively, and not trusting himself to speak pointed to the case sheet on the far side of his desk lying just in front of Nick. The younger man picked up the paper, nodded to both of them and smiling left the room closing the door.
'God!' thought Grissom, 'does he know what's going on in here? Do I?' He pulled himself out of Catherine's reach, pushing past her and sitting in his chair with a thud. Before he could say anything she was kneeling in front of him, had his pants open and her hand inside his clothing. "Catherine...?" his voice came out in a squeak and he couldn't finish the sentence.
She smiled at him, wickedly, as she felt his shaft thicken and swell at her ministrations. "Been a while, hasn't it?" she chuckled.
He sat there stunned, unable to move. This was like something straight out of one of his fantasies, it couldn't be happening. He'd wake up frustrated any minute now. His phone rang and he jumped. Reaching to answer it, he just hoped he sounded intelligible. "Grissom," it came out almost normal, thankfully. He stared at Catherine, pleading, but she didn't stop. Instead she lowered her head into his lap. Grissom gulped, his eyes going large and round, and he tried to concentrate on getting the conversation over with as quickly as possible.
Even so, he barely managed to replace the receiver as he swallowed a cry of intense pleasure at his release. This was just so surreal! Catherine raised her head and looked at him enquiringly. When he didn't answer, she pointed to the phone lying on his desk. "Sara," he mumbled still in shock. He cleared his throat trying to focus his thoughts, "she needs both of us at the crime scene," he finally managed to explain.
Catherine nodded, "I'll meet you outside in ten," she told him as she rose and walked to the door. Gripping the handle but not opening the door, she turned, "Oh and Gil," she added, "if you've got any plans for the end of shift, cancel them." She liked the stunned look that appeared on his face, "You're coming home with me," she informed him, "we've really got to try and get rid of all your tension," she chuckled and left.
Grissom watched in amazement as she sashayed out of his office. God, it was going to be a long night!
Part 2
Grissom headed toward his office, he had spent most of this shift in the lab and was looking forward to heading home and getting some sleep, but first he had to get his car keys, which he'd left on his desk.
He got there to see Catherine locking the door. "Catherine, what are you doing, I need to get in there?" he asked her.
She smiled at him and held up his keys, "Figured you'd be looking for these," she told him, "but you don't need them tonight, we're going in my car."
Remembering what had happened at the beginning of the shift Grissom got slightly uncomfortable, he'd hoped Catherine would forget her order. Obviously she hadn't but he was just too tired. How the hell was he going to get out of this?
"No back tracking, Gil," she warned him, "I meant what I said earlier." She took his hand and started to drag him toward the front door. He thought if he just leaned back and put his weight behind him, he could stop this here and
now. He was wrong. Catherine was a lot stronger than she looked and she just kept pulling, lifting him off his feet. Rather than look like an errant schoolboy being dragged to the principal's office, he matched his stride to hers and
started walking.
In the car he tried to talk her into giving him a rain check, but she just smiled. "We can pick up some Chinese on the way home and then we can have the rest of the day to ourselves," she saw the puzzled look in his eyes, "Lindsey is
at school by now," they were running later than usual, "then she has a sleep over at her friends, it's been planned for weeks and she's looking forward to tonight." 'And so am I,' she thought smiling.
Grissom gave in, Catherine was going to have her way as usual and there was nothing he could do about it, he might as well go with the flow.
After dinner Catherine put the dishes in the washer and told him to head up stairs and wait for her. "Don't start without me now," she teased him and laughed as he blushed, her question from earlier resounding in his ears.
Once in the bedroom Catherine began to undress him, ordering him to stand still and do nothing. She opened his shirt ripping the buttons from it as she did so. "Catherine!" he exclaimed, "Now what am I supposed to wear to work
tonight?"
She giggled and kissed her way up his stomach. He shivered as she ran her tongue around his navel, God that felt nice. Then she nipped her way up to his nipples and ran her tongue over and around them, giving each a little nip and as she did so, he groaned. She could feel him starting to relax and mentally grinned to herself.
Moving to his back she reached up and slipped his shirt from his shoulders running her tongue down his spine and feeling him shiver. Kissing her way back up his smooth, warm skin she nuzzled in his neck then just where the neck met the shoulder and she surprised him by biting him. Instead of being painful he felt as if his neck was connected to his cock, a warm feeling of desire began to spread through out his groin, along with an electrical jolt. 'God,' he
thought his mind reeling slightly, 'where had she learned that trick?'
She reached her arms around his waist and unbuckled his belt, as she slipped his pants and underwear to the floor she nipped and kissed him all over his butt. He had a gorgeous ass and she had fantasised about doing this more than
once. He shuddered and she heard a moan catch in his throat. She smiled and kneeling down licked where his buttocks met his thigh and then bit him again. He jumped and cried out, but not in pain. This was obviously new to him, but he liked it.
She stood up walked round in front of him and took his hand. Seeing the confusion in his eyes she led him to stand to the front of her floor length mirror. She loved the embarrassed looked that came over his face at the sight of himself naked.
"You never did answer my question, Gil," she said. His eyes widened and he looked away from her. "Don't be embarrassed," she purred, "do you?"
Looking at his feet and not wanting to answer, he nonetheless nodded once. He couldn't believe she was pursuing this.
"Show me how?" she instructed. His head shot up and he looked at her. She couldn't be serious? "Come on, Gil, it's just us, I won't tell anyone if you don't." The look of lust in her eyes made his breath catch in his throat and before he realised what he was doing, he found himself complying with her wishes.
She watched him avidly. She had never seen a man do this before and it fascinated her, 'God, this is sooo hot,' she thought. She hadn't really believed he would go through with this. 'He must really trust me to let me away with
this,' she thought, her heart swelled with pride and she blushed as she felt a sudden warmth gather between her thighs. As his head fell back and his eyes closed she walked over to him and took his hand. "Not yet, sweetheart," she said.
He looked at her, his eyes dulled with arousal and confusion, but she just led him to the bed, "Lie down and get comfortable," she told him.
Lying on the bed, he watched. Slowly and tantalisingly she removed her clothing. She was so beautiful and he couldn't believe how lucky he was that she seemed to want him as much as he wanted her. Once she was naked she strolled over to the edge of the bed and started to stroke him. He growled he wouldn't last much longer at this rate. Catherine wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft, she knew he was close but wanted him to last a little while longer. She watched the astonishment in his eyes as she licked her finger and began to play with her own nipples. Squeezing and flicking them till they stood out like two mountain peeks. Slowly she circled her hand downward over her stomach and to her mound.
He gasped in wonder and shock as she ran her finger over her clit and inserted it into her moist centre. He was amazed, much as he'd been shocked at his own compliance by the fact Catherine would expose herself to him like this. It almost sent him over the edge, only her gripping hand prevented it. "Jesus, Cath," he moaned, "what are you trying to do to me?"
She smiled, wickedly, and climbed on the bed straddling him. "Grab the head board with both your hands," she ordered. He did so, not wanting this to stop because he couldn't follow orders. This was just too good to be true. She bent forward and took him into her mouth, running her tongue over his throbbing tip and he bucked and squirmed beneath her.
"Please, Cath," he begged.
"What do you want?" she asked him, knowing the answer but wanting him to say it.
"I want to be inside you," he said a bashful look on his face. It almost sent her over the edge and she decided enough was enough. She raised herself up over his groin and slowly guided him in. He moaned and sighed as she did so.
Using her hands and legs to keep him in place she began to move slowly up and down, trying to make this last as long as possible, but they were both too far gone. They cried in unison as they both came at the same time, each feeling as replete as the other.
She slumped down beside him and nuzzled into his chest. "Happy, honey?" she asked a smile glowing on her face.
Grissom sighed contentedly, "Happy doesn't begin to cover it," he told her, "where did you learn about the biting thing and when did you get such an expert tongue?" he wanted to know.
Catherine laughed, "A woman has to have some secrets," she answered, "now get some sleep, we have all day," she promised him.
A few hours later she woke him, suggesting he head for the shower first. She had plans of her own that she wasn't going to let him in on. She was not finished with Gil Grissom yet, not by a long shot. Innocently he went into the
bathroom and turned on the shower.
Giving him a few minutes to get lost in the moment, Catherine quietly opened the shower screen and slipped in behind him. She smiled when she realised he didn't know she was there.
The first he knew of her arrival was when she cupped his balls from behind. "Jesus, Cath!" he exclaimed jumping about three feet in the air. She just laughed and continued to massage him. He stood very still leaning against the wall
of the shower stall not wanting to move. When she had said she was going to ease his tension she wasn't kidding, unfortunately she was replacing it with another that he hoped to rid himself of momentarily.
She ran her hands up his ass and then around his waist, trailing feather like touches and kisses as she went. His body was almost vibrating when she reached around him and lowered her hands to his shaft. He was already hard, but she
began running her hands along it and he groaned. God what this woman did to him, sometimes just the sight of her at work was enough to catch the breath in his throat but what she was doing now was wonderful. He stayed her hand and turned to face her.
Lifting her up he leaned her back against the wall and entered her, she was already warm and wet, waiting for him. He pumped slowly making sure he made very close contact with her clit, this one was for her. She squirmed and writhed before him, her head tossing from side to side and he smiled.
"Harder, Gil," she begged him and he was only too happy to comply. She leaned forward and lowered her head to his neck, licking and nipping him before she bit down hard and actually drew blood. That was all it took to send both of them over the edge
"God, Catherine," Gil gasped, "we gotta stop, we have to work tonight and if we keep this up neither of us is going to be able to walk!"
She chuckled, much as she didn't want this day to end she knew he was right. She looked at his neck and saw what she had done in her fit of passion. Should she tell him or let him discover it for himself? 'Damn,' she thought, 'that
could raise a few awkward questions if one of the 'kids' notices it.'
They had more fun lathering and rinsing each other as they finally took their shower, but kept themselves from going too far. It was time to come back to reality and get ready for the night shift again.
Sara Sidle noticed a difference in Grissom as soon as she saw him. For one he was smiling to himself, he tried to cover it up when he saw her looking at him but wasn't too successful. 'Well it certainly makes a nice change from the
rest of this week,' she thought, 'wonder who the lucky girl was?'
Grissom could almost read her mind and had to stop himself from chuckling, if only she knew!
Nick and Warrick noticed the change in their boss immediately, there was no lecture on teamwork and he seemed quite happy at them challenging one another. "It might even help you solve this one quicker," he quipped to them as he left the break room.
The door didn't quite close so he was able to hear the discussion that started as soon as he left the room.
"Was that a hickey on his neck?" Nick asked the other two he sounded surprised.
"Not a hickey," Warrick countered, "a bite!"
Sara and Nick chuckled, "Never thought the boss man would go in for that submissive stuff," Sara replied.
"If the lady was who I think it was, I wouldn't object myself," Warrick surprised them by saying.
"Who?" Nick asked, Grissom could hear his curiosity all the way out in the hall.
"I take it you haven't seen Catherine yet tonight?" he replied.
"Oh my god she did it!" exclaimed Sara, "Well it certainly took her long enough."
Nick was confused but Warrick agreed with her. "The tension between the two of them has almost been visible for about the last month," he stated, "I wondered who would make the first move."
"You figure it was Cath?" Nick asked. How had these two seen it when he had missed it? Some ladies man he was.
"You honestly see Grissom opening up enough the way he was acting lately?" Sara replied she wasn't sure her boss would have made a move on Catherine no matter what the circumstances. He seemed to always expect rejection and she didn't understand why, the man was seriously hot. If Catherine hadn't staked her claim years before Sara had even arrived, she wouldn't have minded a piece of that action herself.
"Down, girl." Warrick chuckled, "you never had a chance with her around." Sara blushed, she didn't realise she'd been that obvious. Nick glared at Warrick and the man suppressed a chuckle, there was another who needed to get his butt in gear before he lost Sara to someone else.
Grissom walked quietly along the corridor leaving the younger CSIs to their conversation. Perhaps he should warn Catherine that they hadn't been as circumspect as they thought. Then he grinned, 'Nah,' he thought he'd had to face it
why shouldn't she? He'd need to do something about his neck though if it was that obvious. He hadn't known if it would be better to hope no one would notice or have them wondering why he was suddenly buttoning up to the collar. His team were perceptive and it wouldn't have gone unnoticed.
'Oh well,' he thought, 'the cats out of the bag now.' He'd just leave well enough alone.
He wandered towards his office wondering where Catherine had gotten to. Opening the door he found her sitting in his chair. He smiled, "They know," he told her.
"Figured they would," she answered completely unfazed, "does it bother you?"
Grissom laughed, "What that they know I've been with the hottest CSI in Vegas? Hell no!" he replied.
She blushed so he thought she was hot? Cool! "This is more than just sex, Gil, you do realise that don't you?"
He walked over to her and knelt before the chair bringing him down to her eye level. He could see she was worried but she had no reason. "It's always been about more than sex, Catherine," he assured her, "I fell in love with you
years ago, but you were with Eddie so I said nothing. Then I thought I could never be that lucky so I just kept it to myself."
"Oh, Gil," she sighed, "sometimes you can be such an idiot!" She took his face in her hands and kissed him, "We've wasted so much time," she told him, angry with both of them for their games.
"Not anymore, honey, not anymore," he answered confidently. "From here on out we're together and everyone else will just have to get used to it."
Heaving a contented sigh of relief they both headed for the door and the nights work. 'Who had any tension now?' Catherine thought and smiled.
The End