Title: Balls (A Body Parts Ficlet!)
Author: Dee
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 524
Pairing: Gil/Nick
Characters: Gil Grissom and Nick Stokes
Warnings: AU and fluff!
Disclaimer: In my dreams they are like, totally mine!
Unbeta-ed: All mistakes will be mine.
A/N 1: Just another little ficlet I threw together on holiday!

Nick wondered what Gil was doing.  He was taking a long time getting showered and dressed.

 

As Nick walked into their bedroom he saw a very unusual sight: Gil standing naked in front of their full length mirror, the only one they had, on the inside of one of their closet doors.

 

Gil was not a vain man, at all, and this was the first time that Nick had ever seen him seemingly inspecting his body in front of a mirror.  Any mirror.

 

“What you doing, babe?”

 

“Nick; do you think my balls have dropped down some? They seem to be hanging lower than they ever used to...age, I suspect.”  This was Gil being serious.

 

Nick sucked in his cheeks and chewed on them with his back teeth to stop himself laughing.

 

He leaned over and settled his hands on his knees and peered at Gil's scrotum.  As he stared at the balls, Gil's penis twitched.

 

“Stop that.”

 

“Are you talking to me or your dick?”  Nick asked as he straightened up.

 

“You.”

 

“Well excuse me, but you asked me to check to see if your balls had dropped and I was doing you a favour by checking.  What your dick decides to do is a matter for you to address to him, not me.”

 

“So check my balls...what do you think?  How long is it since you first saw them?”

 

Nick leaned over again and the errant penis twitched appreciatively once more.  Nick looked up at Gil and assumed a, not my fault, look for his benefit.

 

“It's going on eight years.  I think they're hairier.  And that hair is...”  Nick paused wondering if he should go for diplomacy or truth.  He decided on truth, because it was plain to see, if they were closely inspected.  “...white.”

 

“White?  What happened to grey?”

 

“I think grey happened some years back.”

 

“You never said.”

 

“You never asked.”

 

“I would tell you, if your pubic hair turned grey.”

 

“I check my own, I'd know.  Besides, this isn’t really your pubic hair, is it, it’s on your balls.  My balls are virtually hair free.”  Nick was smug in his knowledge.

 

“It’s pubic hair.  All of it.  You check?  Why?

 

“So I’ll know when I turn grey, or white, or my balls drop.”

 

“So do you think my white haired balls have dropped”?

 

“I think I can say with some authority on the matter, that your balls have not dropped...yet.”

 

Gil's dick took the news very well, perking up and twitching, more forcefully this time, in Nick's direction.

 

“Have we got time...”

 

“...of course we've got time...”

 

“...for a quickie.”

 

“Your balls have really tightened up now.”

 

“I can feel them; so you think they haven't aged too much then, apart from the white hair?”

 

“No.”

 

“I think I'm going to have to check them regularly from now on.  How often do you...?”

 

“When I think about it.”

 

“I think I'll start checking yours and you can do mine,  How does that sound?”

 

“Like a plan.”

 

“Shall I start now?”

 

“Like the saying, there's no time like the present?”

 

“Good saying.”

 

“Yeah.”

 

“God, do that again.”

 

“That?”

 

“Yesss...”

 

The End