Title: Just Like Heaven
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Greg Sanders/Ryan Wolfe
Fandom: CSI: Las Vegas/CSI: Miami
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my own imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the lovely Greg Sanders or Ryan Wolfe, unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while. Please do not sue.

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Ryan wrapped his arms around Greg's waist, pulling his boyfriend back against the warmth of his body. He moved one hand up Greg's chest, gently tweaking one nipple, then the other; his other hand moved down between his boyfriend's thighs, fingers curling around his cock.

He could feel Greg's body trembling in his arms; the last thing he wanted was for his boyfriend to be uneasy in any way about what they were about to do. Ryan took one deep breath, exhaled, and then another; he wanted Greg to do the same, to let himself relax.

"Just lean back against me and relax, babe," he whispered, nuzzling his cheek against Greg's hair. "You don't have to be nervous, Greg. You know this is me making love to you. It's not anybody else, and I'm not going to hurt you. Just let yourself enjoy it."

Greg nodded, doing as Ryan told him and leaning back against his lover. His head fell back against Ryan's shoulder, a soft moan coming from his throat. Ryan didn't think that he'd heard anything sound so sensual in his entire life as the way Greg moaned his name.

"I want you in me," Greg whispered, turning his head to look at Ryan. "I need to feel you, Ry. Please." His voice burned with need, his dark eyes pleading with Ryan to give him what he wanted. "Make love to me, Ryan. I need you."

A lump rose in Ryan's throat at those words; choking it back, he nodded, placing his hands on Greg's narrow hips. "Just let me guide you, baby," he murmured, a tremor moving through his own body as the words that Greg had spoken registered in his mind.

Greg wasn't afraid of what was about to happen. That flicker of fear had vanished from his eyes; he wanted this to happen. They might not have completely broken down that barrier yet, but Ryan was confident that it would come tumbling to the ground before much longer.

Positioning his boyfriend carefully, Ryan guided him down, letting Greg sink onto his rigid cock. When he entered the warmth of that willing body, feeling the heat envelop him, he couldn't stop himself from letting out a low moan, followed by a soft gasp.

Maybe it was just because they had never made love in this particular position before, but he could swear that Greg was tighter than he'd ever been, even though he knew that his boyfriend's body was relaxed. It felt as though he was sinking into a pool of molten lava, melting into the man in his arms.

But he wasn't melting, Ryan assured himself. He was merely becoming one with Greg in a way that neither of them had ever experienced before; this was something new for both of them, a sensation so intense that it literally took his breath away.

Ryan didn't take his arms from around Greg's waist; he wanted the other man to know that he was still being held, that he was safe in Ryan's arms. Slowly, he moved his hand down the shaft of Greg's cock, stroking him in a slow, steady rhythm.

After a few moments, he could feel Greg's body start to rock in rhythm with his stroking; he gasped at the feeling of heat flooding through him, permeating his body from head to toe. Nothing had ever felt like this before, as though he was falling head first into a world of physical sensation.

Greg was moving more quickly now, rocking his hips back against Ryan with more force. Ryan barely had to move at all; Greg was doing all the work, taking control of their lovemaking in a way that he had never done before, bringing them both to the edge within moments.

Ryan had never seen Greg like this before; even though his boyfriend was the one bottoming, he was being the more aggressive partner. Ryan loved seeing this change in Greg; it was almost as though his lover was breaking free of bonds that had held him down.

His breath was already coming in shallow, ragged gasps; Ryan knew that he couldn't go on for much longer. He was spiraling upwards, into heights that he had never thought he could achieve, the movement of Greg's body with his own pushing him into the stratosphere.

This was just like heaven, Ryan told himself, almost whispering the words aloud as they coursed through his mind. Nothing could be better than this, having Greg in his arms, being inside him, the two of them joined in the most primal of ways.

He was trying to match the rhythm of his hand on Greg's cock with that of their bodies, but it was nearly impossible -- until Greg's hand covered his own, guiding him. Ryan cried out his lover's name as their bodies strained against each other, both of them reaching for completion.

Ryan cried out again as his orgasm burst through his body like a shower of sparks; he could literally see stars behind his closed eyelids for a few moments. His arm tightened around Greg's waist, his hand falling away from his boyfriend's cock as his body shuddered in the throes of climax.

He could feel Greg's inner muscles tightening around him, feel the other man's slender body trembling and spasming in his arms. Their orgasms had swept over them simultaneously; that had never happened to Ryan before, and he was shocked at how powerful the sensation was.

He had been one with Greg many times before; he didn't know how many times the two of them had made love. But this was the first time that they had reached the point of no return together, their bodies perfectly synchronized with each other in every possible way.

Greg slumped back against him, his breath coming in deep gasps, his chest heaving. Ryan wrapped both arms around him, drawing him close, reluctant to pull out of his lover and break their intimate contact. He wanted to stay inside Greg for as long as he possibly could.

When Greg finally spoke, his voice was barely a thread of sound, almost weak in the still air of the room. "Th-that was the most amazing thing I've ever felt. You came exactly when I did, didn't you? I've read about how powerful that can be, but .... wow. I had no idea it could feel that amazing."

Ryan hugged him close, closing his eyes and nuzzling his cheek against his boyfriend's hair. "I've never felt anything like that before," he managed to murmur, feeling his heart thumping hard in his chest. "You're the most incredible man I've ever been with, Greg."

He wished for just a moment that they had no responsibilities and no worries, that they could stay here like this for the rest of eternity, wrapped in each other's arms, their bodies entwined as much as their hearts and souls were, never having to move from this position again.

He didn't want to slip out of his boyfriend and break their intimate contact, bue he knew that he didn't have a choice. He had to get up and go brush his teeth before he could kiss Greg, even though he hated to leave the other man for even a fraction of a second.

When their bodies parted, both men fell back onto the bed, stretching out against the pillows and taking deep breaths. Greg turned his head to look over at Ryan, reaching out to stroke his cheek as he smiled in contentment. Ryan's heart turned over; he could never get enough of that smile.

"This is just like heaven, isn't it?" Greg whispered, his words wrapping themselves around Ryan and leaving a warm glow in his heart. "Us making love, just being together. I don't think life can get any better than this. I want to lie here with you forever."

"We might not be able to lie here forever, but we've got the rest of the night," Ryan told him with a soft laugh, rolling over and standing up. "I'm going to go brush my teeth, babe. I'll be right back." He headed for the door, turning to look back before he left the room.

His heart nearly melted at the sight of Greg lying there, looking completely sated and relaxed. His gaze moved down the length of his boyfriend's slender body, then back up to his face. He was sure that he'd never seen such a gorgeous sight in his entire life.

Yes, this was just like heaven. Ryan didn't think that heaven could be any more perfect than his time here on Earth was, now that he had Greg in his life. Every day and night were like heaven for him, just because he had this man by his side and in his heart.

"Hurry back," Greg whispered, his gaze meeting Ryan's. "I don't want to have you away from me for too long. It gets lonely being in bed alone." He turned over onto his side and patted the place where Ryan had been lying invitingly, his lips curving in a smile.

"I'll only be a few minutes," Ryan promised, returning the smile and turning to head quickly down the hall to the bathroom, knowing that he would brush his teeth and return to the bedroom in record time to get back to the heaven he found with Greg in his arms.

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