Title: Just a Little Bit of Advice…
Author: Jedi Princess Clarrisani
Beta: N/A
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Nick/Greg
Summary: Nick knows he's been neglecting Greg and tries to make up for it on the advice of Aiden and Jim…
Disclaimer: Still do not own. We wouldn’t have this whole problem with the season finale if I owned…
Note: Written for puppytrainingand csi_labs.

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The whole lab knew about it now, Aiden had made sure of that. Nick sighed as he dropped onto the bench in the locker room, rubbing his eyes. And now all this recent talk about 'stepping out' if your partner denies sex for three months... it had him worried. Greg wouldn't, would he? Either way, Nick knew what he had to do. And in all honesty, it should never have come to this in the first place.

He pushed himself up, rubbing the back of his neck as he gazed out toward the corridor. He couldn't even remember how this whole stupid thing had started. All he knew was here they were, three months later, and no action. No wonder everyone was complaining about Greg being moody. Jim was right – Greg had become a sexually frustrated bitch.

Aiden's poll hadn't helped either. She really didn't think much of him, that was for sure. And the fact everyone was voting on it... well, it hurt. Either way, Nick knew what he was going to do, and he was going to do it before it got any worse...

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Greg walked down the corridor, humming along to the tune on his earphones as he flicked through his completed report. It was good to get another case of his chest, something else to depart him from the recent court case, Aiden’s upcoming marriage, the stress of the triplets and their teething problems, and of course, the thing with Nick.

His mind was so lost in thought that when a hand reached out from nowhere and snagged him, dragging him into the closet, he let out a startled cry. The report slid from his fingers as the door slammed and locked behind him, Greg finding himself pressed against it with hungry lips on his.

He knew from the taste, the smell, that it was Nick. He pulled the earphones out, reaching up to wrap his arms around Nick, who leaned hard against him. Greg broke the kiss with a gasp and whimpered as Nick attacked his neck, nibbling on his collarbone.

"Nick..." Greg moaned. "What...?"

"It recently came to my attention I've been neglecting you," Nick reached down, cupping Greg's crotch and earning another moan. "Consider this my way of saying sorry."

"God, Nick..." Greg smiled as he felt Nick tug at his belt. "Should have told Aiden sooner..."

"Shut up." Nick emphasised his comment by kissing him, tugging Greg's belt free and making short work of the button and fly. He felt Greg's grip tighten the moment before Nick thrust his hand inside Greg's pants, catching hold of his straining erection.

"Ah shit..." Greg threw his head back, banging it against the door and swearing again. He growled as Nick pumped him, once again kissing his neck. "Nicky... more..."

Nick smirked, pulling back to meet the breathless Greg's eye with a smirk. Slowly Nick sunk to his knees, freeing Greg completely and leaning forward, running his tongue along the underside of Greg's erection.

"Oh fuck..." Greg leaned back against the door as Nick closed his lips around him, flicking his tongue over the slit while his other hand cupped his balls, squeezing ever so gently. Greg involuntarily thrust forward, Nick leaning back slightly having anticipated the move. "Damn, Nick..."

Nick watched him through lidded eyes, taking in the strained expression of pure bliss on the younger man's face. When he saw it he realised how much he had missed it, making a mental note to never, ever, put them in this position again.

Well, maybe this position. Just not the circumstances that had led to it.

Nick dropped one hand from Greg as the pressure in his own jeans became too much. He quickly undid his belt, all the while continuing his movements on Greg's cock. Greg's fingers were digging into his skull as Nick undid the button on his jeans, the fly coming down by itself under the pressure.

Nick's fingers circled his own erection, glad he had had the forethought to put a condom on before he had 'abducted' Greg. Nick had been hard for the last hour while he waited, and had willed himself not to masturbate. He wasn't going to come until Greg did. He forced his own need to the back of his mind, focussing once more on Greg.

Greg was so close. He could see it by the look on his face, from the way Greg's body was trembling on the edge, his fingers tight on Nick. Nick kept his eyes open, gazing up toward Greg as he squeezed Greg's balls one last time, and with a final flick over the slit, Greg let out a choked sob and came.

The taste of Greg's semen combined with the look on Greg's face was all Nick needed to come himself, letting go of the last of his restraints. As he came down from his high he pulled back from Greg, sluggish movements still enough to catch Greg somewhat as the other slid down the door to the floor.

Nick removed the condom, tying off the end and sliding it into a jacket pocket to dispose of later where someone wouldn't find it. He tucked himself in and redid his jeans and belt, glancing up and noting that Greg hadn't moved. He sighed, shifting to the spot beside Greg.

"G..."

"Why didn't you do that before?" Greg's eyes opened as he turned his head slightly, looking at Nick. "Did you honestly have to wait for Aiden to start calling you an arsehole before you jumped me?"

"Sorry." Nick sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "I am an arsehole. I should never have done this to you, Greg."

"No, you shouldn't have." Greg smiled faintly. "Don't do it again."

Nick laughed nervously. "Believe me, I won't."

"Good."

Nick glanced as his watch as Greg straightened his own clothing. "You finished for the night?"

"Yeah."

Nick shot him a sly smile. "Want to go home? We've got a couple of hours til the triplets come home."

Greg returned the sly look with a wicked one. "One condition."

Nick frowned. He hadn't expected that. "What?"

Greg pointed toward the papers scattered across the floor. "You help me pick these up. Grissom won't let me go if I don't hand them in, and I doubt he'd like it if I hand them in out of order."

"Okay." Nick gave a relieved chuckled as he started picking up pages. Maybe things wouldn't be so bad after all.

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