Title: The Dance
By: Fran Holland
Pairing: Gil/Nick
Summary: Gil catches Nick dancing.

Gil was sitting at his desk doing paperwork and hearing his team in the hall, glanced up. Warrick, Nick and Sara were arguing good-naturedly, but they paused at his doorway.

"Hey boss, you coming to breakfast?" Warrick asked.

"No, thanks. I've got to get some of these files off my desk." Gil answered.

"You know what they say, 'all work and no play makes Gil a very dull dude." Sara said with a smile.

"I really don't think 'dull dude' was in the original quote, Sara." Gil said with a straight face.

They all laughed and waved as they headed down the hall. Gil once again buried his head in the case files. Thirty minutes later, he came across a file that had been Nick's case. The case was solved and Nick had done a great job, but unfortunately Nick had failed to sign off on the closed case form. Since all these had to be turned in before his shift started tonight, he had to get Nick's signature because Nick was off tonight and wouldn't be in.

Picking up his cell phone, he hoped he could catch Nick before they left the diner. He waited while the phone rang several times and went to voice mail. After Nick's greeting, Gil left a message for him to call as soon as possible and went back to work.

Another thirty minutes had gone by before Gil had finished signing off on all the cases. Nick's case was the only one left, so Gil put it in his brief case and shut off his lights. He figured he could just stop off at Nick's apartment, hopefully catching Nick before he went to sleep and get this file signed. That way he could come into work early tonight and drop of the files to Ecklie before he started his shift tonight.

Nick's apartment was on the way to his townhouse and pretty soon he was pulling into an empty parking space in front of Nick's building. The apartment complex was quiet, since most normal people were at work at 9:30 in the morning. Gil took the file out of his briefcase and got out of the SUV. He walked up the sidewalk and heard the pounding music long before he got to Nick's door.

"The boy is going to be deaf before his next birthday." Gil muttered as he banged on the door. The music was a country song with a strong bass line. Gil banged again. Gil pursed his lips and considered leaving, but he did not want to make Nick come in on his night off. He stood there for a few more seconds and made the decision to try the back entrance. He knew that Nick had a sliding glass door that opened into a little courtyard, so he walked around the building and let himself into the privacy fence. He passed the pool and made his way over to Nick's back door.

He did not mean to by a voyeur. He just meant to knock on this door, hoping that Nick would see him or hear him, but the sight of Nick dancing took him completely off guard and he just stood there staring.

Nick had his shirt off and his back was to Gil. He was grinding his hips and Gil's mouth went dry as he watched Nick's back muscles rippling. The jeans were tight across Nick's ass and Gil was hypnotized by the movement. From where he stood, Gil could not see Nick's face, but he could tell by the way Nick was moving his arms that his hands were rubbing on his chest.

Gil felt his cock harden and his breathing quickened. Nick's dancing was so erotic and all the feelings that Gil had kept hidden slammed into his chest. He had to get out of here. He had to be alone.

Suddenly, the song ended and Nick turned around. He saw Gil at the same moment that Gil realized the pulsing music was gone. Blue eyes locked with chocolate brown ones. There was a split second of frozen silence and then the next song started to play. Nick leaned over and pushed the power button and once again, there was quiet.

Nick face was a mask of confusion as he walked slowly to the door. Gil was mortified to have been caught. He felt like a peeping Tom.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." Gil muttered under his breath as his mind raced to figure out a plausible story as to why he was looking in Nick's window.

Nick slid the door open and smiled in the teasing way he had and Gil's whole train of thought went out the window. He just stood there mutely.

"Hey, Griss. What are you doing here?" Nick asked.

"I, er, you, ah, I needed to....get your name...er, signature on a form." Gil stuttered.

Nick just grinned knowingly and backed up a bit. "Sure, Griss, come on in." Nick said as he turned and moved back into the room.

Gil stood there dumbly for a moment and then crossed the threshold. He pulled the door shut and turned and saw that Nick was standing next to his couch.

"So, what ya got for me?" Nick asked slyly, and Gil faltered at the innuendo of the comment.

Feeling the need to explain his actions, Gil began, "I knocked on your front door, but the music was so loud. So, I walked around to the back. You were...were dancing and I knocked and you didn't hear...so I just...." Gil just gave up trying to explain. His eyes were focused on the sweat beads running down Nick's smooth chest.

Gil mentally kicked himself and said "Look, Nick, you forgot to sign off on the Davis case and I have to turn the file over to Ecklie tonight. If you'll just sign it, I'll be out of your hair." Gil all but shoved the file at Nick.

Nick took the file and laid it, unopened on the coffee table. He looked up at Gil, never having seen his boss so nervous. "Do you want coffee? I've got a pot made."

Gil don't know why he said yes, but before he knew it, he had a mug of coffee in his hand and was seated on a stool leaning on Nick's kitchen bar. Nick finished putting sugar into his mug and moved up beside Gil. His bare arm brushed against Gil's shoulder and Gil had to bite back the groan. Nick reached for the pen that was in Gil's shirt pocket and Gil hissed out a breath. "You okay?" Nick asked.

"Yeah, Yes, I'm fine. Just tired." Gil said unconvincingly. Nick signed the form with a flourish and closed the file.

"Thank you, Nick. Sorry to bother you on your day off. I'll just be going now." Gil went to stand up but Nick said, "Hey, at least finish your coffee."

Nick sat down on the stool next to Gil and stared straight ahead for a short time, neither man spoke. Both seemed to be lost in thought as they slowly sipped their coffee.

Finally, the silence was broken by Nick, "Gil, I need to tell you something. I'm hoping that you are as open-minded as I think you are."

Gil turned towards Nick, but Nick would not meet his eyes. "Nicky, I hope after everything that we have been through as a team, that you could tell me anything."

Nick took another sip and sat his mug down, his hands held it tightly to stop the trembling. "I'm bi-sexual."

Gil sat in stunned silence. Nick's bi-sexual. Nick likes men, as well as women. Maybe he had a chance with Nick. No, not possible, Nick is too young for him. All these thoughts raced around Gil's mind.

"You aren't saying anything." Nick said nervously. "Please say something, Griss." Nick's liquid brown eyes finally turned to meet Gil's.

"Nicky, I don't know what you want me to say." Gil's hand came up on it's on accord and brushed against Nick's cheek. Gil felt the stubble of a day's growth of beard and heard Nick's intake of breath.

Nick leaned forward and captured Gil's lips with his own. Gil felt an electric shock as Nick's lips began moving against his. His senses went into overload and he heard a moan. Was it his or Nick's, he did not know. Nick tongue parted Gil's lips and Gil tasted coffee and the sweet taste of Nick. Gil's hand gripped the back of Nick's neck and pulled him closer. The kiss deepened both men's breathing escalated.

Finally, Nick pulled away. Both men stared at each other, their eyes lit with desire. Gil's hands fell to his lap.

"Christ, Nick. What are we doing?" Gil's voice was ragged.

Nick laughed. "I think we just shared our first kiss. For a renowned scientist, you are pretty slow on the uptake."

Gil scowled, "Nicky, you know we can't do this. This can't be happening."

Nick just continued to smile at his boss and said, "Give me one good reason, Gil."

He called him Gil. His given name on Nick's lips sent all his negative thoughts sailing away.

"Hell, where's your bedroom?" Gil said huskily.

Nick laughed out loud and stood up. "Right this way, big guy." He turned and headed down the hall. Gil had to hold himself in check or he would have thrown Nick on the floor right there. Nick's beautiful back disappeared into a darkened bedroom. Gil turned the corned and took in Nick's bedroom. Dark shades covered the windows, which was a must for folks on the night shift. The bed was queen-sized with a dark blue comforter. Beside the bed, on the single nightstand was a paperback book and there was laundry on the floor trailing into what Gil assumed was the bathroom.

Nick turned and stepped up to Gil and began unbuttoning Gil's shirt. "I've wanted to do this for so long. Do you know that I have fantasized about you for years."

"So much wasted time." Gil said as his hands reached for the button of Nick's jeans. A short time later, Gil was gazing down at Nick's hot body laid out before him like a buffet. Gil's eyes roamed every inch, coming back to Nick's erection time and again, still not believing what was happening.

Nick had removed Gil's shirt and Gil had pushed off his shoes and socks. His pants were unbuttoned and slung low over his hips. Nick reached up and hooked his finger into the waistband. "Hey, you're still overdressed."

Gil smiled and in one fluid motion, pulled his pants and boxers off. Nick's moan made Gil look up. "You are so incredibly hot."

Gil blushed. And seeing it, Nick laughed out loud.

"What?" Gil asked, with his eyebrows bunched together.

"I actually made you blush."

"It's not everyday that someone my age gets told they are hot."

"Well, you are. Now get down here so I can touch you." Nick grabbed Gil's hand and pulled him down on top of him.

Gil felt Nick's hands on his chest, his hips, his back, everywhere but the one placed he needed Nick's touch. Gil's hands roamed over Nick's chest, stroking the nipples until Nick's neck arched back. Gil slid down Nick's body until his face was inches from Nick's hard cock. He inhaled the musky scent and dipped his tongue down to lick the pre-cum from the tip. Nick moaned and he thrust his hips up.

"Please, Gil, suck me." Nick whispered huskily.

Gil did not have to be told twice. His lips slipped down over the head of Nick's cock and took the entire length in his mouth.

"Ahhh, yes." Nick reached down and brushed his fingers through Gil's wavy hair. Gil grasped Nick's hip with one hand and cupped his testicles with his other as he found a rhythm. Nick whimpered and his hips moved slowly up and down to match Gil's rhythm.

Gil's slowly released Nick's cock just long enough to say, "I want to taste your cum, Nicky. Come for me," before resuming sucking Nick's cock.

"Faster, please. Oh, God. Oh, God. Gil..." Nick cried as he went over the edge. Gil felt Nick's hot semen hitting the back of his throat and swallowed rapidly to get every drop. He slowly released Nick's softening penis and licked the length and down to his balls. He wanted Nick to savor the experience.

Nick continued to whimper softly and his breathing slowly returned to normal. Nick opened his eyes and looked down at Gil. Their eyes locked and Gil smiled up at him. The sight of Gil Grissom's face inches from his cock drove Nick crazy and he reached down and pulled Gil up. His mouth covered Gil's and he tasted himself as he thrust his tongue into Gil's mouth.

The men kissed and murmured nonsensical words to each other, while their hands roamed. Gil felt Nick's erection against his own aching cock. Nick felt Gil's smile beneath his kiss.

"What?" Nick asked.

"I'm just amazed that you are ready again. I keep forgetting you are a lot younger than me." Gil said.

"Only fourteen years. And you have me so horny, I could probably keep it up all day." Nick said as he rained small bites down Gil's jawline.

"Ummm," Gil closed his eyes and let his forehead rest on Nick's. "Nicky, I want you to fuck me."

He felt Nick stiffen under him and his eyes opened and met Nick's.

Nick was looking at him with confusion. "Are you sure? I just thought....I mean you..."

"You thought that since I was your supervisor that I would want to be in charge?" Gil smiled down at him. Gil rolled off of Nick and pulled Nick over on top of him. Nick let out a grunt of surprise and then laughed.

Gil looked into Nick's eyes and said, "Nicky, I haven't been with a man in a very long time. In the past, I have always been top, always in control. But with you, I feel different. I can't explain it. Please, Nicky." Gil's hand moved over Nick's cock, sliding up and down the shaft slowly. Nick took Gil's hands in his and moved them above Gil's head and held them there. He gazed down at Gil with adoration as he ground his cock against Gil's. Slowly, he reached over to his nightstand and opened the drawer. Gil closed his eyes and mentally prepared himself for what was to come.

He heard the foil packet being ripped open and opened his eyes to watch Nick sliding the condom onto his cock. Nick was up on his knees and had a bottle of lubricant in his hand. He smiled down at Gil and poured some of the slippery stuff into his hand. He warmed it between his palms and then brought his hands down to rub the area under Gil's testicles. Gil parted his thighs to give his lover more access. Nick moved his hand to rub over the puckered hole and Gil groaned. Nick smiled and pushed one finger slowly into Gil. Gil tensed at the intrusion, but after a second, he relaxed and pushed back and Nick's finger slid all the way inside.

Nick fucked him with his finger for some time, occasionally letting his other hand graze over the surface of Gil's cock. Finally, just when Gil was getting ready to beg for release, Nick inserted another finger.

"Aaahhh, Nicky, please, now." Gil gasped.

"Patience, baby. I want to make sure you are really ready for me."

"Fuck patience! I want you now!" Gil panted.

Nick laughed softly and slowly removed his fingers. He positioned himself between Gil's spread thighs and slowly rubbed the head of his cock against Gil's opening. He teased for only a second before Gil growled, "Nicky, now."

Nick pushed the head of his cock into Gil. Gil moaned and pushed back and Nick slid his whole length into Gil's body. The feeling was so intense that both men froze. Nick's arms, locked at the elbows, trembled and finally, much to Gil's relief, he started moving. Gil's leg moved up to wrap around Nick's hips. Gil watched Nick's face for a moment before closing his eyes and letting the feelings wash over him. Nick was fucking him slowly and deeply and Gil was awed at the control Nick had. Gil knew that he wasn't going to last much longer, not with Nick's cock pushing against his prostate with every stroke.

He wanted Nick to share his pleasure and he increased the movement of his hips. "Nicky, come with me." Gil said roughly.

Nick's thrusting became faster and sweat dripped down onto Gil's chest. Nick's eyes were closed and Gil knew it would not be long. Both men's breathing had become labored and suddenly, Nick cried out and stiffened. Gil felt Nick's cock throbbing inside of him and it sent him over the edge and his cum shot over his belly and chest. Nick barely had the strength to lean back on his haunches and remove the condom. He tossed it towards the wastebasket and missed.

"Fuck it, I'll get it later." He said as he fell onto the bed beside Gil. Gil smiled and rolled over on his side so he could face Nick.

"Will you dance for me again sometime?"

The End