Acquired Taste

Grissom grinned at the Miami CSI's expression.

“Ants?” Speed cringed. “That….is…just…wrong.”

“Depends on how you eat them.” Grissom scooped up a handful and munched happily.

“Ewwweeee.” Speed’s nose crunched up.

Grissom grinned at the younger man. "Try some."

Speed backed up. "No. No way. No way in HELL. No." He paused at the older man's smirk. "Did I mention No?"

Grissom grabbed another handful and tossed them into his mouth. Before Speed could blink he grabbed the younger man and kissed him. The brunette moaned at the kiss, giving the entomologist the access he needed. His tongue swept into the warm cavern, sharing the delicate treat with the younger man.

Gil pulled back with a grin on his face.

Speed swallowed the chocolate creatures, a neutral expression on his face. He cocked his head slightly and then shrugged. "Not bad…"

"See." Grissom smirked. "You just have to open up and try new things." He said as he picked up a chocolate covered grasshopper.

"Hell No!" Speed backed up from the psycho bug guy.

Grissom pushed him up against the wall. "Just one bite."

Speed shook his head keeping his mouth firmly closed. The older man began to nuzzle his neck, licking along the jaw line and then nibbling on the ear. Grissom waited until the younger man gasped in pleasure then fed him the tasty treat.

Speed glared at him, as he chewed on the grasshopper and swallowed. "You're getting a perverse pleasure out of this."

"It's romantic to feed a new lover chocolate treats." Grissom kissed him softly.

"Not insects." Speed shook his head. In the two days he had spent with the Las Vegas CSI, Speed had found himself doing things he would have never thought of before. Eating chocolate covered bugs was only one of them. "Do I want to know what else you have in there?"

Grissom answered by walking back over to the tray of delectable and pulled up a centipede covered in white chocolate.

"And that's where I draw the line." Speed eyed the thing with contempt.

"Think of it as a gummy worm." Grissom sucked it into his mouth grinning at Speed's expression. He picked up a second and held it in front of the younger man. "No more after this, I promise."

"What reward do I get?" Speed asked as he eyed the swinging chocolate bug.

"I'll fuck you into the mattress." The entomologist promised with a wicked grin.

Speed grabbed the treat and swallowed it whole. He smirked. "No gag reflex."

The tray was soon forgotten as Grissom made good on his promise, throughout the entire night. By the next day the Trace expert not only couldn't he keep the grin off his face, he couldn't sit still through the panel discussion hosted by Entomologist Gil Grissom: Bugs: An Acquired Taste.

~ The End ~