Title: Job
By: cassie_jamie
Disclaimer: Not mine. Unfortunately.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: H/E, S/C
Notes: This is loosely based on a conversation I had with Jamie, AJ, and my friend Graz. (And my Uncle Nate.)

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"Wait...you've *honestly* never had one before?" Calleigh looks at me, amazement in her eyes at my admission.

"Nope. I've neither given nor received one in my life. Not big on that aspect." I reply, sitting back onto the break room couch and sipping my hot chocolate, which H ever so graciously brought in specifically for me.

Speed's turn to mock me, "No way. There had to be one girl you asked..."

"No. I can honestly say that I have never asked for a girl to do that to me." `S true. I never have asked a girl for anything relating such an act...guys on the other hand...

I can see H walking toward us and our decidedly teenage discussion, face contorted with the end-of-shift tiredness he always gets but never admits to having. Oh, my poor boyfriend. When he joins in on this conversation, he's not going to very happy.

"Why? I thought all guys liked it." The blonde questions, stirring in a packet of sweet `n' low into her steam cup of coffee.

"I never said I didn't like it. The idea is, frankly, a huge turn- on, but I never know if the other person's going to like the idea and I just don't want to ask if they would." I shrug, "It's not like I'm a Casanova, Cal. It's not a big deal to me."

From high school until now, I've only ever had two lovers. A girl for two years, junior and senior of HS, but she discovered after graduation that I wasn't for her... namely because she caught me staring at our young math teacher's ass throughout the commencement ceremony. Broke Lizzie's heart when she realized, but we still talk every now and again.

The second is a tall redheaded man with a personality no one else will ever match. Walking willpower and a heart bigger than a panda.

"Oh, come on. With all the girls that hang off you? I seriously doubt that, Delko." Tim scolds, earning himself a smack from his girlfriend.

Just as Horatio enters the room, a piqued expression radiating off his features, "I think I walked in at the wrong time."

The other two blush, but, as they're adults and we are as well, they keep talking, "I still don't believe it's possible to be in your late twenties and never gotten one."

"One what?"

"A blowjob." Casually said, like these topics are discussed readily in workplaces the world over.

Cal's response makes both Speedle and I laugh, while our lead CSI very quickly turns the same color as his hair, coughs, and orders, "Do you really think this is a proper talk to be having *here*? Most people keep it inside the bedroom." He looks at me, "Correct, Eric?"

"I would think so." I answer, rising from the couch and tossing my drink container into the garbage, "But it wasn't a bad thing to talk about."

Beginning to leave the room, I make a mental note to mark this day on the calendar because Horatio's speechless for the first time since I met him and because I know what *that* shimmery glint in his gaze means.

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