Title: Anything Can Happen
By: it-glitters
Pairing: Greg/Nick
Fandom: CSI: Vegas
Rating: NC-17
Series: 1) Darkness Moves, 2) Perfect Deviant, 3) Public Displays, 4) Shared Toys, 5) Hands Tied, 6) Sheer Madness, 7) Manipulation, 8) Enough, 9) The Gospel According To Tony, 10) Whore, 11) Shut Up, 12) Just Don't, 13) Backwards, 14) Alone, 15) One Too Many, 16) Helping Hand, 17) Come In
Warnings: violence, rape/non-con, other pairings
Note: Thanks to djfold for her help with the medication info - if I messed it up, it's because I'm slow sometimes :)
Summary: Post Grave Danger.

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It had been a month since Nick's kidnapping. A month of seeking quiet, unrestrained solace in each other. They had both lost each other, if only for a moment, just to find each other again through the blackest of nights. A month of exploring each other - beyond sex, beyond love, beyond words. A month of healing.

They were just them – no boundaries, no fears – they had crossed a threshold that would bind them for life. The silent desperation they had shared – both thinking that Nick would never make it out of that cursed box. It was a desperation that had brought them to each other, unbounded by the past.

Greg would never again seek refuge in the arms of another – he would never need it again. It took watching Nick nearly die on a computer screen for him to realize it, but what was done was done. And they had seen the light – they had found it in each other.

Greg had stayed at Nick's house every night for the first week after Nick had returned from the hospital. It was in the span of that week they realized that it was stupid to pay the two rents any longer. Greg told Grissom that he was having trouble adjusting to the new salary and that he would be taking up residence with Nick – there was no need to clutter everything with telling people. They liked the secret that they shared.

Greg paid the fines for breaking his lease and moved his possessions into Nick's house. Things were sorted and doubles of anything were donated – alternating between them whose items would be discarded. They had fought over the bed – they both wanted to keep their own. They ended up keeping Greg's because it was the one they had been in their first time.

Greg threw away most of his nefarious box of toys – keeping only the items that both he and Nick shared an affinity for. The Nick's silver metal dildo was their prized possession – in a weird way, it was what had bonded them.

The team had been reunited, but Nick still hadn't been back to work. It would be soon, and Greg knew that Nick secretly dreaded it, no matter how often his lover claimed to be bored.

"Nicky," Greg started, wrapped up in Nick's arms as they lay together in bed. It was that day that Nick was scheduled to go back to work.

"Yeah?"

"Will you be ok?"

"Of course."

"Don't lie."

"I'm not."

"I wasn't ok my first day back. Not my first day after the lab exploded... and not my first day after we found you," he said softly.

"Baby, we've been through so much. I know you'll be there for me – I have nothing to fear."

"But what if..."

"What if I slip in the shower and knock myself unconscious? Anything can happen, G."

"I nearly lost you."

"And I nearly lost you."

"I'm not just talking about the box..." Greg said, leaving the rest of the words unspoken, knowing that Nick would understand.

"And I nearly lost you. I nearly lost you in the box and before that I nearly lost you to a world I didn't understand. But, we're here in the now and we have to accept it and move on."

"But what if I slip?" Greg said sadly as he nuzzled further into Nick. "What if I want something..."

"You won't... and if you do, you know where to come. You know you can talk to me – and I'm open... trust me, I wouldn't have stayed with you if I didn't like my sex a little risky at times," Nick said with a wink.

Greg smiled into Nick's shoulder as he bit it lightly. "What did I ever do to deserve you?"

"I was just thinking the same thing, baby. And..." Nick started, more firmly this time. "We need to go to sleep – it's my first day back tomorrow."

"Good luck blowjob?"

"For you or me?"

"You, silly," Greg said as he straddled Nick.

"Both?"

"Huh?"

"C'mon – I know you know about '69'."

Greg smiled and looked at the wall. "You know – I don't think you and I have ever done that."

"I know we haven't."

"So, now?"

"Now," he said, as he pushed Greg off of him. Greg turned around and put a knee on either side of Nick's face. Nick licked the thick vein running up the underside of Greg's cock.

"Fuck... this is why we don't 69," Greg panted.

"Why?"

"It's hard."

"Your cock? Yes."

"No – I can't focus when you do that thing!"

"This?" Nick asked before laving the vein once more. Greg shuddered but took the tip of Nick into his mouth, causing an involuntary hip spasm from the man beneath him. "Shit!"

"See?"

"Sure," Nick panted as he slipped the finger that he had been sucking on into Greg's tight hole, causing the younger man to buck. "I'm sorry, was I not supposed to do that?" Nick asked, but his tone denoted that he was not sorry at all.

"Fuck this, and fuck me!" Greg demanded as he flipped off of Nick and onto his back.

Nick complied, using the 'vanilla' sex techniques that he knew Greg secretly loved. He took more than enough time with the lube – bringing Greg almost to the brink of orgasm, just to pull back again. They kissed languidly as Nick finally slid into Greg's well lubed orifice and they rocked together until they both lay sweating and spent in the bed.

"Do you think it will be ok at work tomorrow?" Greg asked once more.

"Of course. I have you."

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