Title: Caught
Author: Deb
Category: E/R
Spoilers: None
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Summary: Grissom has bad timing.
Author's Note: Unbeta'd, all mistakes are mine. Feedback is appreciated and so is constructive criticism. Flames will be used for marshmallows. First time poster, relatively new to this fandom.
Disclaimer: I don't own the pretties, I'm just playing in the sandbox!

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"Come on, Nick," Greg wheedled. "Just relax. One day you'll look back on this whole 'Gil walking in on us kissing' moment and laugh."

"Will I be in a padded rubber room at the time, G?"

Greg barely stifled a laugh, knew from the set of Nick's jaw and the tension in the Texan's shoulders that his lover didn't find it even mildly amusing. As far as Nick was concerned, his career was over. Why he'd allowed Greg to talk him into a kiss at work was beyond him. Knew it was career suicide if anyone saw them, but dammit. Greg was so soft, so adorable, so available. And he was pleading. Nick would have given his left arm just then if anyone could teach him how to hold out against Greg Sanders when the lab rat decided he wanted something.

So they'd kissed, and Grissom had walked in on them. To be fair, it wasn't just a kiss. Greg had been wrapped around Nick like a little monkey, whimpering in the back of his throat, pressing against him, all but begging Nick to keep going. Nick had forgotten where they were, intoxicated by the risk and by the thrill of Greg so pliant, so eager in his arms. Lips mashed, tongues dueled and somehow his hands had ended up on Greg's ass, Greg's legs had wrapped around his waist, and they were about to go at it right there in the locker room.

Then Grissom's annoyed "AHEM" had cut through the sensual haze...Nick groaned, remembering how humiliated he'd been when pinned by that blue eyed stare. Greg had untangled himself and fled after mumbling about some test or other. Grissom had asked Nick to report to his office after shift and left. That was about four hours ago.

Now Nick was waiting outside Grissom's office, Greg's hand lightly resting on the small of his back. He glanced down at the nervous looking Greg and smiled. Could still taste him, all coffee and candy and whatever it was that was just Greg on his tongue. Love you, Greg mouthed. Nick offered a wink, mouthed Me too and went into Grissom's office, almost grinning.

Yeah, it had been worth it.