Title: Forgive Me?
Author: Carina Scott
Genre: Slash
Fandom: CSI: Vegas
Pairing: Warrick Brown / Jim Brass
Summary: Who was the first to forgive when there was a fight?
Category: Established Couple
Spoilers: All Seasons (to be on the safe side)
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. No copyright infringements are intended.
A/N: This was written in response to Karen's firsts challenge. I plan to write more, this is just the first one of many. All feedback is welcome, and greatly appreciated.

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It had been along day and Jim had just made it ten times worse. They had been in the mall, shopping for Lindsey's birthday, and they weren't having any luck finding the damn computer game she wanted. Seems it was sold out everywhere. They finally found one at the last minute, but someone had placed it on hold. Both Warrick and Jim were frustrated and tired, they didn't want to disappoint Lindsey, but it looked like they weren't gonna have much of a choice in the matter. It serves them right for waiting to the last minute to shop for her gift.

Anyway, they went into the store, and asked the sales clerk, if the game was available.

Looking straight through Jim, the clerk undressed Warrick with his eyes, before answering, "I'm sorry, we just sold our last one."

Warrick looked behind the counter and noticed one copy of the game sitting on a low shelf. Pointing to it, he asked, "What about that one?"

Following were Warrick pointed, the clerk turned back to them and responded, "Well a customer placed that one on hold, and store policy obligates us to hold it for at least 24 hours, so it's not for sale."

That's when Warrick turned on the charm, "Come on, we've been looking for this game all day. Please, can't you overlook store policy for just one day? My niece will love you forever, and I will owe you big."

Once again looking Warrick over from head to toe, the clerk answered, voice low and seductive, "Well, that all depends on how you plan on repaying me."

That's when Jim lost it. "Look pal, either give us the damn game, or I will talk to your boss about your willingness to overlook ‘store policy' for a little between the sheets action with my boyfriend!"

To say Warrick was shocked at Jim's outburst was an understatement, but at least they got the game. The clerk stumbled over himself apologizing to Jim and Warrick, even giving them a 10% discount on their purchase. Obviously the look of enraged jealousy on Jim's face was not lost on the young clerk, as he was as polite as can be when they left the store, "Goodnight gentlemen, thanks for shopping with us. Come again."

Warrick couldn't believe Jim had reacted like this. Not only had he just embarrassed him in front of the other cutomers, he had acted as if Warrick would be willing to sleep with the guy. People flirt all the time, no need to overreact. Hell, Greg flirted with Jim all the time. Well, Greg flirted with everyone, but that was beside the point. Jim had overreacted.

Getting in the car, he refused to speak to Jim he was so angry. Jim looked over at his lover, knowing he was pissed. 'What he's so pissed about? I should be pissed; the guy was basically fucking him with his eyes!' Not wanting to argue, but knowing it was inevitable, Jim looked to Warrick from the passenger seat, "What's wrong with you?"

"Like you don't know," was Warrick's stony response.

"Are you mad about what happened in the store?"

"Of course I'm mad. You nearly gave that kid a heart attack, Jim!"

"Well, it serves him right for the way he was acting. If he would have just paid attention to his job, maybe I wouldn't have said anything. But no, he blatantly flirts with you, with me standing there!"

"But he was a kid! He nearly wet himself when you yelled at him. I thought he was gonna cry, not to mention the fact that everyone was looking at us as if we were crazy."

"Well excuse me for trying to defend you. I thought you would have appreciated my actions. Forgive me for assuming."

"Defend me? I didn't need to be defended from that kid; he was barely out of high school! And it was just a little harmless flirting, I ignored it, why couldn't you?" Warrick said as he pulled up in front of their house. Shutting the engine off and unbuckling his seatbelt, Warrick turned to get out of the truck, stalking up to the front door.

Not to be deterred, Jim followed his angry lover into their house, placing the gift they just bought in the hall closet, before following his lover into the living room. "So you expect me to ignore a man that is blatantly flirting with you?"

Looking up to Jim from his seat on the sofa, emerald eyes flashing with anger, Warrick replies, "Dammit Jim! He was a teenager! I don't need your protection from a child!"

"He was not a child Warrick, and you know it!"

"Doesn't matter, he couldn't have been over 21! "

"And that excuses his behavior?"

"No, but it doesn't excuse yours either. Jim, he probably has no idea what he was doing, just a little harmless flirting on his part to pass the time. I chose to ignore it, but you just had to overreact. "

"So, I'm supposed to stand by and do nothing will someone basically eye-fucks you? Is that what you're saying?"

"No, but it would be nice if you at least give me the benefit of the doubt. Do you think I would have reacted just because he was flirting?"

Sighing, all anger suddenly gone from his body, Jim sits down heavily next to his lover. "I don't know. I guess I'm still a little insecure about us. I mean the guy at the video store was so cute and young and look at me. I'm soft around the middle, my hair is graying, and I'm not as good looking as I used to be. I am no competition for someone like him," Jim said, not meeting Warrick's eyes.

Lifting Jim's chin so that he was looking him straight in the eye, Warrick kissed him softly on the lips. "He's wouldn't stand a chance against you Jim. I love that you are soft around the middle, makes you softer to cuddle with. And as for your hair getting gray, what's that saying? Things get better with age. Plus, I've seen some of your pictures from your youth and I think you have aged gracefully. And I've always liked the wisdom and experience that comes with age." Pulling him in for an even deeper kiss, Warrick whispered, "Especially the experience."

Smiling softly, Jim pulled Warrick off the sofa and towards the bedroom. Wrapping his arms around Jim's waist, Warrick placed gentle kisses along Jim's neck until they reached the bedroom.

Once they reached the bed, Jim quickly stripped Warrick of his clothes, and gently pushed him down on the bed. Undressing just as quickly, Jim straddled his lover. Leaning in, he kissed Warrick slowly. Soon the kisses deepened until both were panting for breath. Reaching into the nightstand, Jim took out the lube and condom, never once taking his eyes off his lover.

Spreading a generous amount of lube on his fingers, Jim tenderly prepared his lover, drawing out his pleasure until Warrick was a writhing mass beneath him.

"Jim…please. Take me, now."

Without needing any further persuasion, Jim quickly entered his lover, stilling to let Warrick adjust. Soon Warrick was thrusting against Jim's cock, signaling he was ready. Jim set a slow rhythm, stroking Warrick's cock in sync to each thrust. The moans and whimpers he pulled from Warrick only heightened his arousal. Soon he quickened his pace, pounding hard and fast into Warrick's body. Suddenly Warrick froze, and Jim felt warmth spread between their bodies and over his hands, before Warrick collapsed back onto the bed. Then he felt his own climax peak, and he trembled before collapsing on top of his lover.

Jim slipped out of Warrick's body and rolled off to lay next to his lover. Warrick pulled two tissues from the box on the nightstand and quietly cleaned them off. Pulling the blankets up over their naked bodies, Jim snuggled against Warrick's chest.

"I'm sorry. Forgive me?"

"Yeah, baby, I forgive you," Warrick answered as Jim drifted off to sleep. Looking down at the man sleeping on his chest, Warrick placed a small kiss to Jim's temple, before following him to sleep.

THE END