Title: Blue
By: Bj Jones
Pairing: Eric/Speed
Rating: NC-17
Summary: It was the shirt 100 Fanfic Challenge Prompt # 15 - Blue.
Disclaimer: I think we all know I don't own them and the reasons why. They are owned by various executives, producers, writers and studios that have more lawyers than I want to mess with. I'm not making any money just borrowing them for a bit and promise to return them.
Beta: Kay and Ginny w/ a few yips from Pippin (AJ)

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I swear he does it on purpose. He knows what it does to me. I sighed and tried to concentrate on my work. If I had known he was going to do it, I would have just called in sick. Hell, I would have called both of us in sick and fucked him into the mattress. Maybe I should drag him home. No, too far away. The locker room? Too open. He would kill me if we got caught with our pants down.

DAMN him! He's asked for it. I won't be responsible for my actions. I won't! I'll just tell Horatio it was his fault – he tempted me. I couldn't resist. I mean who could?

That's it.

I stalked my prey down the hallway. Perfect. He was alone in the supply closet. I entered behind him and locked the door.

I pushed him up against the wall, devouring his mouth passionately. I love the sounds he makes when he's turned on, a mix between a growl and moan. And if I caressed him just right, he purrs. I knew we didn't have much time someone would be looking for us soon. I unbuckled his pants and slipped my hand inside and took hold of the already hard shaft. He groaned and thrust into my hand. I kissed him again, our tongues dueling as I stroked him.

He pulled back and pushed a condom into my hands, then turned around and braced himself against the wall, making his intention very clear. I paused for a second to get some control and keep from coming in my pants. My own pants got unbuckled quickly, releasing my hard leaking cock. I slipped on the lubed condom, grinning at my lover's ingenious mind. He was still loose from last night so, without too much prep, I entered him in one hard thrust.

He bit down on his wrist to keep from screaming out while I bit down on the junction between his shoulder and neck. Luckily his collar will cover it. I reached around him and was a bit surprised, but once again admired my lover's mind - he was wearing a condom. Less cleanup. It didn't take long; a few hard thrusts and we were both coming.

I slipped out of him and took care of both condoms, putting them into a plastic bag and then into a brownbag to dispose of later. He turned and leaned against the wall, his dark eyes full of love for me. It shocked me sometimes how much he loved me. I had no idea what I did to deserve him, but I count my blessings that I have him.

I gave him one last deep soulful kiss and left the supply room. A bit embarrassed that I actually jumped him at work. It really isn't my fault. Really it isn't. He knows what that blue shirt does to me.