Title: Fantasy Cowboys and... Nick Stokes?
By: SnowGypsy
Pairing: Nick/Grissom
Rating: NC-17
Archive: If you really want it.
Category: Established Relationship, some humor.
Warnings: Uhh, sex? ::grin::
Disclaimer: Just playing with the boys for a bit. They belong to CBS, Alliance Atlantis, and Jerry Bruckheimer. Nothing for me.
Author's Notes: My first time writing fic with both *slash* and in *this* fandom. Plot bunny bit me in the ass and wouldn't let go. Inspired by ilovemycsi's `Secret Admirer' and Buffy's `Ride'em, Cowboy' comment. Probably not what you were going for, but a fic nonetheless.
Special thanks to Ryan for not only the beta, but for the words of encouragement. Any remaining mistakes are my own.

Nick Stokes walked into his apartment, throwing his keys down and grabbing a beer from the fridge before collapsing in a nearby chair. He took a swig, sighing when he reached down to untie his shoes. With that out of the way, he pulled off his socks, rolling them into a ball and stuffing them into his shoes, before sliding them off to the side. He closed his eyes and sat there for a moment going over the day's events, his head resting on the back of the chair. Deciding a hot shower would help relax him enough before bed, he walked to the kitchen, set the unfinished beer on the counter and headed back towards his room.

When he walked into the bedroom, his eyes were drawn to the man lying on the bed naked, save for a black cowboy hat. His eyes followed the body from his feet, pausing at his lover's groin, to his face. The other man's eyes locked onto Nick's and he found himself hardening almost instantly.

Nick kept his eyes locked with the other man`s. His hands reached up to swiftly unbutton his shirt and with the last button unclasped, he let the shirt fall to the floor. He brought his hands to his pants, moving slowly, teasing the man lying on the bed. Pulling the belt off, his hands strayed to the button on his pants. It popped easily and the fly lowered quickly, leaving the jeans to pool at his feet.

The man on the bed was obviously enjoying the show. He was lightly stroking his cock, stopping to swipe his thumb over the leaking tip, pre-cum making the head glisten. Three steps and Nick was at the side of the bed, his eyes watching the man before him. Licking his lips, he straddled the other man, his own hand joining in while he leaned down for a kiss.

It started sweet, tongues playfully touching, like a game of tag. On the stroke down the other man's cock though, Nick changed the rules, tightening his grip to elicit a moan, allowing Nick to slip his tongue into the warm mouth. Using his left arm for balance, Nick positioned his body between the man's legs. Ending the kiss and pulling away to look into the man's eyes, he rocked his hips, just enough pressure to make his intentions clear.

"Let's do this my way." The man said, his voice husky, easily rolling Nick onto his back and straddling him.

Leaning down, the man kissed Nick, his left hand snaking under the pillow to grab the lube. He sat back up, lube in hand and squirted some on his fingers while Nick ran his hands up and down the man`s thighs, his nails lightly scratching. Warming the gel some, the man lifted to his knees, his right hand reaching behind to prepare himself. No words were spoken, all that needed to be said could be found in their eyes. The only sounds were the accelerated breathing of the man atop Nick. After quickly preparing himself, the man squirted more gel into his hand, warming it as best as he could before stroking Nick's cock and throwing the lube to the other side of the bed.

"Bareback?" Nick asked with a small smile, surprise clearly in his voice.

"Best way to ride." The other man replied wickedly.

He guided himself over Nick's cock, the tip bumping warm, damp skin, before slipping inside. Nick moaned, his hand gripping the man's hips tightly, trying with all his control not to push up into that beautiful heat. The man paused for a brief moment before rocking his hips forward, continuing to slide down Nick's cock. Once buried to the hilt he stopped, while both men tried to catch their breath.

"Move" Nick growled. A raised eyebrow was the only response from the other man. When Nick opened his mouth again, the older man abruptly rose up only to slam back down. Nick's eyes slammed shut, his words overridden by both of their moans. The man then gripped Nick's wrists, which were still holding his hips, and used them for leverage to continue the onslaught to both of their bodies. Reaching down with his right hand the man pinched Nick's nipple, rubbing afterward to ease any pain.

"Open your eyes, Nicky." Nick's eyes flew open, meeting Gil's blue ones. His voice sounded odd to Nick's ears: sensual, husky, and totally in control. Nick lifted his hips to meet Gil's downward thrust, biting his lower lip when the older man's body clenched around his cock. /Aha!/ Nick thrust up again, his cock hitting Gil's prostate, causing Gil to speed up his movements.

Feeling his balls tighten, Nick's right hand reached for Gil's cock, his left hand on Gil's thigh, pulling down as he thrust up. In what seemed a short moment, the other man shouted his release, his hot fluids splashing over Nick's hand. Nick thrust a few more times into Gil's clenching body before his orgasm hit him. Gil's slight rocking and his clamping muscles, had milked Nick's cock.

Bringing his hand up to his mouth, Nick cleaned off Gil's essence, his eyes locked to the other man's. With a soft, playful growl Gil leaned forward, his own hands pinning the younger man's above his head as he kissed him. His tongue thrust into the younger man's mouth, his own taste mingled with Nick's, creating the most unique flavor, one that Nick knew Gil had come to enjoy.

Pulling back Gil looked into Nick's eyes, a smile playing upon his lips.

"Welcome home, Nicky."

"One hell of a welcome man. One I could get used to." Nick flicked the cowboy hat still atop the older man's head. "Like the hat do you?"

"Ahhh, yes. I found the hat in your closet. It brought more than a few fantasies to mind. Although, I have to ask, what was your first thought when you saw me wearing it?"

A huge grin covered Nick's face, his eyes shining. "I thought you were one sexy cowboy. My second thought however..."

"Yes?" Gil asked, suspicion in his voice.

"Ride'em, cowboy!"

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