Title: Claiming
By: Bj Jones
Pairing: Speed/Horatio
Rating: NC-17
Summary: He was being hunted and claimed.
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.

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Speed had decided that a night of hot, meaningless sex was just what he needed. His heart hurt too much after being rejected by Horatio. It would have been fine if he had been turned down because as Horatio had hinted, he didn't swing that way, but then to find out Horatio not only swung that way but preferred men. Well, it just ripped a hole in his heart. So it wasn't that he didn't like guys, he just didn't like Speed.

The young man pulled out the leather pants he hadn't worn in ages, amazed that they fit, and nicely he might add. He slipped on a dark blue silk shirt and laced up his knee high boots. He took a look in the mirror and grinned. He was sure to get laid tonight.

'The Raven' was not his normal place, but it had a reputation of anything goes. Speed was looking to lose himself tonight, and in truth he really didn't care how. He easily got through the front door, and made his way to the bar. After downing a few shots, he moved to the dance floor. He let the pulse of the music take over. His body swayed and dipped with the beat. He was lost in the sensations around him, the heat of the bodies, the touch of searching hands, the sound and rhythm of the music. He had no idea he was being watched.

Horatio Caine stood on the top balcony and looked down, his eyes glued onto the dark beauty dancing. He growled low in his throat as men and women touched and fondled. Speed was special, deserved more than a quick fuck.

"Why are you standing here? Go claim him."

Horatio turned towards his friend. "I can't."

"Why not? It's obvious you want him." The man looked at Horatio's hard on. "He's the one you speak about? Your Speed."

"He couldn't handle my intensity." Horatio looked back down at the crowd.

His companion sipped his drink. "Did you give him a chance...oh wait...you didn't." He set the drink down. "You turned him away."

The redhead glared at him. "Do not smack me."

"You needed to be smacked." The other man eyed him. "I think you would be surprised by what he could handle. Look at him Red, he's here looking to get fucked."

Horatio looked back down at the dance floor and watched as Speed moved with the music. His body was just screaming 'Come get me, claim me, fuck me into oblivion.' He growled as he watched a patron make a move towards him.

"Go claim him." The man turned and sat down. "You can thank me later."

Horatio moved down the stairs and onto the dance floor. He eased his way through the crowd, his eyes fixed on the dark haired beauty. He snarled at the man moving in on Speed. The young dancer turned, ready to challenge then backed off when he saw Horatio. Speed was so lost in the music; he didn't even notice the situation occurring around him. He gasped when he felt strong hands pull him back against a hard chest. The dark haired beauty moaned as his partner began to match his moves, the two settling into a sensual dance, grinding against each other. Speed was so hard he hurt; he wanted nothing more than to feel the hard cock that was pressing into his ass, fucking him.

Speed blinked as he realized they were moving off the dance floor towards one of the back booths. He groaned as he realized what was going to happen. Closing his eyes, he anticipated the moment when a sudden image of Horatio crossed his mind. He jerked his head, trying to dislodge the image, not wanting to think about the redhead, not now.

Strong hands turned him and Speed gasped. He tried to pull back but Horatio wouldn't let him. The younger man frowned then his eyes narrowed in anger. He pushed Horatio away, only to be pulled against the hard chest and his mouth taken in a deep kiss. He moaned at the feel of Horatio pressed against him. Lost in the kiss he relaxed; his hands sliding into the bright red hair.

Horatio's hands moved down the brunette's back, enjoying the feel of silk under his fingers. He reached down and cupped the tight ass and lifted, sitting Speed on the table. His hands moved towards Speed's front, softly caressing over the hard bulge and then moving down his thighs, with a bit of pressure he spread Speed's legs apart.

He leaned back on the table and looked at his boss. Horatio had to use his iron control not to come at the sight. Speed's lips were swollen, panting softly, the silk shirt falling slightly off his shoulders, and his legs spread in an open invitation, nothing but lust and need in his eyes.

Horatio closed the space between them and took Speed's mouth in a hard kiss. His hands moved down the silk front and with one quick move he ripped the shirt open. Fingers moved across heated skin then paused. Horatio moved back and looked down. He groaned at the sight of Speed's pierced nipples. He swirled his fingers around one and pulled gently. The young man moaned with pleasure. Caine knew he had to claim him and soon. He unsnapped the tight as sin leather pants and grinned. Speed had made sure they would be easily accessed, a few unsnaps later and Horatio had Speed completely exposed.

Speed leaned back and watched the redhead work. All he wanted was to be taken, have Horatio's hard cock buried deep in his ass. He didn't care that he was moaning and withering like a whore on the table for the whole club to see. The older man bent down and took Speed's hard, leaking cock into his mouth. Speed fell back on the table, moaning as he thrust into the warm mouth. He was too wound up to hold out for long. With a few licks and sucks, his world exploded as he screamed out and came hard. Horatio swallowed some, licking his lips at the taste. It was very much Speed, fast and wild. He scooped up the rest and quickly freed his own aching cock, using his cum as lube.

He positioned himself at Speed's entrance. His blue eyes locked with Speed's brown. The young man spread his legs farther, giving himself over to Horatio completely. The redhead moaned in pleasure as he buried himself balls deep into the tight, warm flesh. He stilled to get himself under control, letting Speed adjust to him. The dark haired man moaned in pleasure and pain. The sense of being filled and taken sent him spiraling. He reached down to his renewed erection and began to stroke himself. Horatio began to slowly thrust in and out of the warm heat, enjoying the noises he pulled out of his lover. But this need to take Speed was too strong and he began to pound into him in earnest. Each thrust had Speed crying out, arching up and off the table, taking Horatio in as far as he could. The two were lost in each other. Their world was the feel of their bodies as they reached for the peak of pleasure.

Horatio reached down and took Speed's erection into his hand. He stroked it with hard firm strokes, his thumb running over the purple leaking head; that last touch enough for Speed to thrust upwards, slamming Horatio deep in his body and scream out his release. Caine moaned as the warm heat squeezed him; he buried his head into Speed's shoulder, biting down, marking him, as he came harder than he had in his entire life.

The two laid there panting, trying to come to grips with what had just happened. Horatio lifted himself up and looked into those dark brown eyes. He saw only contentment and love. The older man smiled and kissed him deeply and with care. Horatio eased out of his lover's body, checking to make sure there was no damage. He helped Speed sit up, who winced at the soreness of being taken so thoroughly. The older man cleaned and fixed them up, and pulled Speed off the table and towards the back of the club.

Speed just followed him out of the club and towards the car. Horatio turned and pulled him close. "Now that I have you, I won't let you go."

"I don't want to be let go," the CSI assured him. "But..."

The redhead laid a finger over his mouth. "I'm a very intense person, as you know. That intensity goes into my relationships..."

Speed leaned forward and kissed him. "I'm a brooding asshole sometimes so..."

Horatio grinned. "No turning back Speed."

"I belong right here." He laid his head on the older man's shoulder.

"Let me take you home, and make love to you. Worship your body like it deserves to be," he whispered huskily into the brunette's ear.

"Please...oh God, please..." He pushed his erection into Horatio's hip.

"Mine..." Horatio growled as he kissed the younger man hard. "I'm never letting you go."

Speed purred in pleasure, "Yours."

~ The End ~