Title: Midnight at the Market
By: amyvand25
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Challenge: Telephones
Rating: NC-17
Warnings/Spoilers: season 5
Summary: Shopping can be fun!
A/N: Betaed by my chica chicagolinegrl. Thanks girlie!

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Nick's POV-

Man I miss my boyfriend...Greg has been gone almost a week at his very first conference as a CSI, which is in San Francisco, and it was one that was for newbies only so I had to stay home and work. Hopefully, the next one that Grissom sends folks from our lab to will have some subjects that I can go learn about as well. Oh well...I'm done for the next two nights, and I just need to stop a couple of places before I go home and get some sleep. As I walk around the grocery store, I look for something that looks good as a snack as well as get some regular groceries. Oh, shit, my phone is vibrating in my pocket. I always put in on vibrate in the store, just so I don't draw any attention to myself with a loud ring.

"Hello?" I guess I should have looked at the caller ID before answering it.

"Hi Baby! How are you?" Awww, it's my Greggo!

"Hey there you, how is it going?"

"I'm ok, a little tired. I miss you so."

"I miss you too, but you only have one more night after tonight. So, what else is going on there?"

"Not a lot...just relaxing after dinner; went and got some exercise." I hear water, which makes me wonder where in the hell he is. "Where are you? It sounds almost like a sink or you're in a pool?"

"No, I'm in the bath on my cell phone. I was playing basketball with a couple of the other guys this afternoon, and I think I strained that one muscle in my lower back that sometimes gives me trouble."

"The one just above your butt crack?" I know that one; he wrenched it moving some boxes of stuff into my house. Since then, I've enjoyed taking great care in helping him massage it out, then keep heading south. I love his ass so much; even though it's kind of small, it's nice and firm and loves to be played with. Ok, Nicky, you need to stop thinking like this in the middle of this place; it could get ugly. I try not to laugh in the phone.

"Yes, and my private masseur is not here with me to help do that for me. Then he would help me with that nasty kink I get in my neck."

"Your neck? How does he get that out for you?" I have a sneaky suspicion we are going to get naughty here very soon. Greg looks very young and innocent; but he's got a filthy mind with a mouth to match.

"He takes his lips and kisses all around my neck, and that helps but not all the way. After my neck, he keeps going down my chest, licks and bites my nipples, then kisses my belly. It's so nice." Oh no! I can hear the giggle in his voice, and it is starting to affect me in a way that really shouldn't happen in the middle of the grocery store.

"Baby, I can’t do this here, I am in a public place." Okay...he's getting me all flustrated. Now I have to look and see...do I have all that I need in my basket and can I get out quick? I need to stand here in the frozen food aisle for a minute. I am trying to make it look like I am really interested in the fishsticks in this case, except my eyes are closed, the door is open and I am trying to will this hard on that has started to go down.

"So get your shit and get out!" He starts laughing hysterically, and I am starting to laugh at him laughing.

"Hang on, let me get this stuff to the checkout. Hold that thought, Baby." I am practically running to the self-checkout lane, and luckily it's open.

"No way, too late! When he is done with my belly, he moves down and does this lovely thing to me with his lips. Takes my tip and flicks it with his tongue, round and round in a circle." Gregory Sanders, you sneaky fucker. The first time we have phone sex and he is doing it to me in the middle of the fucking supermarket. The only thing that could be worse would be if it were about 5:30 in the afternoon and the place would usually be packed.

"Hi." The checker that mans the self-check is looking at me with one eyebrow raised and a smirk on her face. I have my phone to my ear, and I am sure that my face is beet red. Luckily, I am wearing jeans instead of the khakis I almost grabbed when I got dressed, so I have only a bulge in the front my pants instead of a tent.

"Nicky! Are you still there?" I can hear my boyfriend's voice in the phone.

"Yes!" I hiss in to the phone. "I am trying to get this stuff in bags and then pay for it."

"Well, where were we? Oh yes, my nice hard cock being licked. Do you have a pattern that you like to go with, like sloooooowly up one particular side and then the other? Or just what ever strikes your mood?" Oh shit, I can feel myself start to sweat. Luckily I am done and shove the debit card in to the machine.

"Are you trying to make me come right here in the store?" I am whispering in to the phone, and fortunately the checker is helping someone else.

"Is it working yet?" He is laughing again, and I pick up my bags and run to my truck. I open the back passenger door, throw the bags in to the opposite seat, lock the doors and climb into the back. Luckily, I have all dark tinted windows, so the only one you can see in is the windshield; and being after midnight the parking lot is pretty bare. Somehow he is still on the phone, and I hear him calling to me while I try to get my pants off, pushing them and my boxers to my ankles while lying in the back of the truck behind the back bench seat.

"Okay, I'm here, in the back of the truck. Go ahead."

"You are in the back of your truck in the parking lot of the supermarket? Are you naked?"

"Um, sort of. Hey, we've just about had sex back here, so it's not like anyone can see in here. Just...I... Hey, you started this, now fucking finish it!" He is snickering and I can hear the water in the background, so I have a feeling he is taking care of himself too.

"Okay, baby! Once you go up and down on me with your tongue, you come up and kiss me, then you straddle me, positioning yourself over my crotch, then after you lube it up you come right down on to my hard cock. I am filling you up, and after a few minutes to adjust to me being in you, your hips start to move up and down on me and I am pushing back up in to you." Oh my fucking God! We have done this position a few times before, but he was on top of me and it was so awesome. I can feel him in me as I am stroking myself, so close to coming. "Can you feel me, Baby?"

"Yes..." My breath is short and my voice ragged, and I can hear his breath is getting choppy, which means he is right there too. "I can feel you."

"Come for me Baby." That does it... I am sucking in my breath, a choked scream comes from my mouth; and I can hear him moaning those words I love to hear. I come all over my hand, and luckily I left a roll of paper towels back here, so I can clean up quickly. I pull up my jeans and lay there for a minute listening to Greg breathing. My breathing is slowly coming back to normal and after another minute or two, I crawl back up to the driver's seat.

"G? Sweetie?"

"Yeah Baby?"

"We need to do that again when you get home, maybe as soon as the bags come in the front door." I hear him laugh again then I feel my heart hurt a little, missing him and that laugh. "I love you Greg, so much."

"I love you too, Nicky. Thanks for playing on the phone with me." It's starting to get late; I need to drive home and he needs to get to bed so he can be awake for lectures tomorrow.

"Go dry off and put your ass to bed, you naughty boy. You need to get your class notes and stuff ready too, my friend."

"Already done before I got in the tub. Have a good and restful sleep tonight, and say hi to everyone for me at the lab, okay? Call me tomorrow night and we can talk some more about the classes, okay? I might need someone to quiz me."

"I will. I love you."

"Love you too. Night night my Nicky."

"Sweet dreams G."

Closing my phone, I turn the key, put the car in drive and pull out of the parking lot. I have to chuckle about how wonderful my life has become ever since that skinny lab rat not only came into my life but into my heart. I feel my phone vibrate again, but this time I see that it's a text message. 'Nicky...tomorrow night, 8pm. Be naked, I'll be waiting'. Laughing, I put the phone back in the cradle...I'm glad my phone has a headset.

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