Title: Domestic
Next story in series - Domestic II
By: Caroline Crane
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Rating: NC17
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Bruckheimer has all the best toys
Summary: There's something to be said for routine.
There was something to be said for keeping the exact same schedule. It meant there was a lot less chance one of them would oversleep and be late for work, it meant there was always someone to come home to after a really rough shift, and it meant they got to spend plenty of quality time together. It also meant they sometimes got on each other's nerves, but they each still had their own friends and when they needed time apart it wasn't that hard to find it.
Most of the time, though, Greg didn't even think about taking time away from Nick. He never said it out loud because he was pretty sure Nick would just look at him like he was crazy and change the subject, but even after six months he still got a kick out of all the little details of living together. Like stepping out of the shower to find Nick standing in front of the sink, battling steam on the mirror so he could shave. The sight of Nick wearing just a pair of boxers and a look of intense concentration shouldn't have been such a turn-on after all this time, but it still made Greg's heart skip a beat every time he saw it.
He reached for his towel, drying off quickly before he wrapped it around his waist and stepped out of the shower. He caught the quick flicker of Nick's eyes in his direction before the other man turned his attention back to shaving, smiling at the silent acknowledgement of his presence. He lingered in the bathroom while Nick finished shaving and turned on the faucet, running a warm washcloth over his face to wash off the remains of the shaving cream.
Greg waited until he straightened up again, then moved close enough to rest one hand on Nick's waist. He reached up with the other hand and ran his thumb across Nick's jaw just below his ear, catching a small spot of shaving cream on his thumb. "Missed a spot."
"Thanks," Nick said, grinning at Greg's reflection. Greg smiled in response and started to pull away, but before he got far Nick grabbed the hand that had been resting on his waist and pulled him close again. He turned to face Greg and let his gaze wander over the other man's chest before he looked up again. "Any more spots I missed?"
The amusement in his voice sent a tingle up Greg's spine, and he pressed a little closer in the tiny bathroom and made a show of studying Nick's face critically for a moment. "Right here," he finally answered, trailing a finger along a non-existent patch of shaving cream along the side of Nick's neck. He followed the trail his finger had made with his mouth, planting a soft kiss on Nick's neck before he pulled back again.
He started to ease out of Nick's grip so the other man could get in the shower, but as soon as he tried to move Nick's arms tightened around him and pulled him even closer. Greg knew they didn't have time for this; they were both due at work in an hour, and if they started anything now they'd both need another shower. There was no way they'd both have time to take showers and get dressed in time, let alone the amount of time it took for Greg to get his hair just right.
"Nick," he murmured against the other man's mouth, but as soon as he parted his lips Nick did too, cutting off the rest of Greg's sentence.
He knew he should make Nick stop; he was new to this whole CSI thing, after all, and now that Grissom knew about him and Nick he didn't need to give his boss any excuses to send him back to the lab. But Nick was kissing him like he'd been thinking about it all day, and when Nick's hands found the knot in his towel and tugged Greg knew it was an argument he'd never win. He had a feeling they weren't even going to make it out of the bathroom, and something about that idea turned him on more than he'd ever be willing to admit.
Finally Nick released his mouth and he craned his neck, giving the other man better access to his collar bone. "We don't have time for this," he managed to gasp as Nick pressed him back against the sink.
Nick pulled back a little at the sound of his voice and Greg could have kicked himself for opening his mouth, but Nick just grinned and stepped back long enough to slide his boxers off. "Sure we do."
That was easy for Nick to say since he wasn't the one who was still on probation, but it was hard to argue when Nick was naked and pressed against him, his hands sliding down Greg's back and...yeah, maybe they did have time for this after all. Greg let himself be lifted onto the counter next to the sink, forgetting to worry about the relative cleanliness of the surface when Nick leaned in to kiss him again. He wrapped his legs around Nick's waist and pulled him closer, breathing in the clean scent of soap and menthol.
He gasped against Nick's mouth and thrust forward when the other man arched against him, letting their cocks brush together. And he wished they had more time, because regardless of what anybody at work thought of him, quick wasn't really his style. Not that he'd ever discourage Nick's occasional bouts of spontaneity, but given the choice he'd prefer plenty of room to stretch out and a lot more than fifteen minutes. That would have to wait until the morning when their shift was over, though, and if this was a preview of what was to come he'd take it.
He reached between them and wrapped his hand around Nick's cock, gripping just hard enough to tease. Nick groaned and pulled his mouth away from Greg's, letting go of his hips to reach between them. He pulled Greg's hand away long enough to grip both their cocks, then he reached for Greg's hand again and wrapped it around both of them. Greg thought about making Nick stop long enough to fumble around in the cabinet for some lotion or possibly a stray bottle of lube, but Nick didn't look like he was in any mood to be interrupted. Then a hand closed over Greg's and he forgot all about lube, because Nick was stroking roughly and Greg knew he wouldn't last long.
Nick's eyes were squeezed shut and his face was flushed already, and Greg couldn't resist leaning forward and pressing a kiss against his collarbone. He followed it with a sharp bite, evoking a choked moan from Nick. The sound was all the encouragement he needed to open his mouth against Nick's skin and suck hard, his tongue darting out to taste salt and Nick as the other man's grip tightened almost hard enough to hurt. Greg groaned and pulled back far enough to capture Nick's mouth against his again, breathing in sharply when Nick's free hand clamped down on his neck to drag him closer.
His heels dug into Nick's back as Nick ground against him, his hand moving even faster now as he thrust more urgently into their combined grips. Greg moaned and dug the fingers of his free hand into Nick's shoulder, heedless of the fact that he was probably going to leave a bruise. All he cared about at the moment was giving Nick just a little more, just enough to send him over the edge.
As soon as he thought it Nick gasped and tore his mouth away from Greg's, his whole body tensing as he stroked once more, and then again before he came with a shudder. Wet heat hit Greg's fingers and chest as Nick's hand kept moving, stroking more slowly as he shuddered one last time. Greg let Nick slip out of his grip and closed his fist around his own cock, his gaze locked on Nick as the other man watched him stroke himself to completion. Less than a minute later he came with a low moan, a weary laugh escaping him as he looked down at his chest. He was definitely going to need another shower before he went anywhere.
Nick leaned forward as Greg's legs fell away from his waist, pressing his lips against Greg's neck before he pulled back to whisper against his ear. "I love watching you do that."
Another soft laugh escaped Greg's throat as he reached up to bury a hand in Nick's hair. "I live to serve. But do you have to wait until after I get out of the shower?"
"Sorry," Nick answered, pulling back to grin at Greg. "But I'll share."
Greg rolled his eyes but let Nick tug him off the counter and back toward the shower. He thought about reminding Nick that they didn't have time for this, but they both had to shower and it would probably save a little time if they showered together. Besides, if they were late again he'd just let Nick explain it to Grissom. And even if Grissom didn't buy whatever excuse Nick came up with, it was worth being a few minutes late if he got to wake up to this every day.
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