Title: The Rules For Workplace Nookie
By: glo-starz
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Rating: NC17
Summary: Nick can still surprise Greg. Pure smut.

“Yep, sometimes people can still surprise you.” That was the only thought that went through Greg’s mind as he staggered back to the evidence lockers.

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You see, it happened like this. Greg had been working with Warrick all day and Nick had been out with Catherine. Just for fun – and because he had known it would drive him crazy - Greg had bombarded Nick with a round of rather raunchy text messages describing exactly what he wanted to do to him in graphic detail, some even included pictures. They were the kind of messages that ended with sticky patches in Nick’s boxers. He liked to get Nick riled up at work as it meant more fun when they got home. but somehow today his sneaky plan had backfired. In the most delicious way.

“Hey, G, come here a second.” Nick strolled down the corridor, waving at Greg, looking very pleased with himself.

“Hey Tex, what have you got for me?”

“This.” And before he could really register what had happened he had been grabbed by the waistband and dragged into the stock cupboard.

“What the . . .” But that was as far as Greg had got before Nick slammed him into the wall and smashed their lips together. He nudged Greg’s mouth open until he could slip his tongue inside and sucked Greg’s eager and playful tongue back into his. Their tongues massaged each other and explored until Greg had become breathless and pulled away.

“What are you doing?” Greg panted as Nick slipped a hand down his chest to the front of his jeans, massaging the growing erection he had found there. “Not that it’s not fun, but it’s not like you to . . .” Nick had reached up and put a finger over Greg’s lips. They were swollen from being kissed and so soft it made his breathing hitch in his chest.

“Well, someone thought it would be clever to try and wind me up.” Greg blushed. “Yes, that would be you. And now? I’m having my payback.” Nick dropped to his knees, tugged the zipper of Greg’s pants and pulled them, and his boxers, down to his knees. He pushed his legs open as far as was comfortable. “Beautiful.” He exclaimed and plunged his mouth over Greg’s throbbing erection.

“Fuck!” Nick let Greg’s cock slip from his mouth, he smiled up at Greg.

“You might wanna stay quiet G.” And then he had taken Greg back into his mouth and wrapped a hand around the base of his cock. Greg’s head flew back and he banged it on the wall. The pain hadn’t registered as all he could feel was the sweet mouth and talented hand wrapped around his hard, heated flesh. Nick moved his head fast, pulling the hot, hard cock further into his mouth. Each time he increased the suction his hand twisted around the base, teasing the part of his lover’s cock that his mouth couldn’t reach.

Greg was breathing hard through his nose, his lips were clamped tightly together. He had a hand buried in Nick’s hair and he had to try so hard not to moan and cry out. Nick knew they had to hurry, so he reached to the floor where he had stashed a sachet of lube when he first got to his knees. He had taken the hand away from Greg’s aching erection and ripped the packet open. He poured some of the gel onto his index finger, positioned it by Greg’s hole and pushed it inside.

Greg’s hips thrust forward as the pleasure surged through him. Nick could see the effect one finger had had on him, so he removed it, lubed up his middle finger as well and inserted both back inside Greg. Greg moaned softly despite the fact his lips were clamped together and pushed down onto Nick’s fingers. He knew only too well what Greg wanted.

Sucking as hard as he could with as much of Greg in his mouth as possible he returned the free hand to the base of his cock, tugging in the other direction to his sucking. He began to twist the fingers in Greg’s ass, he was aiming for Greg’s prostate. The sagging of Greg’s legs, the way his body had trembled and the way he had bitten his lip told Nick he had found it.

He continued to work Greg hard. The hand and mouth on his cock working wonders, a very talented tongue teased the slit, taking all the juices that Greg could offer. The fingers buried in Greg’s ass were stroking agonizing circles over the sweet bundle of nerves hidden there. It was no good. Greg wasn’t able to be silent any longer. He was so close and he needed to cum so badly.

“Faster . . . Please Nicky . . . God . . . I’m so close.” Nick started to tongue the underside ridge of Greg’s throbbing cock. He could feel him loosing control, thrusting erratically.

“Yes Nicky . . . Yes . . . Oh Christ!” Greg moved his hand to his mouth and bit down hard on his palm, thrusting forward hard and arching his back so the fingers buried inside him kept contact with his prostate. His muffled cry was still loud enough to make Nick smile. He could feel Greg’s hot cum filling his mouth and he swallowed hard, desperate to drink down as much of his lover as possible.

When the last tremors of Greg’s orgasm had subsided he slid down the wall. Nick leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on his lips.

“See you later G.”

Greg looked down at the state he was in. His pants and boxers where halfway down his legs, his hair was dishevelled and he had a bite mark on his palm. Nick was nowhere to be seen.

“What just happened?” He asked, looking dazedly around the cupboard that now only contained him and the supplies for their kits. “What the hell just happened?”

It happened two weeks ago, the momentous event. Nicky never breaks the rules so I was rather surprised when he dragged me into the store cupboard and sucked me off. I have to say it was one of the best blow jobs of my life. The fact that Nicky was breaking the rules, that we could have been caught, it just made my orgasm so much more intense. Not to say Nicky’s not good at giving head. Because he is. Very, very good. But making me cum in a cupboard? That’s a new one. Trouble is what Nicky always forgets is that I like to break the rules. I like to push his boundaries. And public sex? Bring it on. So, anything he can do, I like going one better.

My ‘one better’ happened yesterday. I’d been doing a day in the lab as a favour to Grissom, finishing everything within the first four hours, and as I had nothing to do my mind started wandering. First I pictured Nicky in those tight jeans and well fitting black t-shirt. Yummy. Before I knew it he was stripping until a naked Nicky was strutting around my head. Not so good. In fact, being hard in the lab is really very, very bad. Now, bored and horny is a pretty dangerous state for me to be in, as I’m sure Nicky will tell you. It means I’m looking for ways to fill the time. Normally ways that involve me and Nicky naked. And yesterday I was hell bent on getting one up on him.

Doing my lab coat up around me so no one could see my erection, I stumbled around the lab looking for the object of my affections. I was very pleased when I saw him in the layout room, earphones in and oblivious to everything around him. Oh yes, this would be fun. I carefully opened and closed the door, trying not to make a sound. He hadn’t looked up from whatever he was doing. Then I walked to the other side of the layout table, got on my hands and knees and crawled under it until I was face to face with Nicky’s crotch.

Reaching out my fingers I began sliding down his zipper. When he realised that something was opening his trousers he jumped about three feet in the air.

”Jesus! Greg? What the hell are you doing?”

“You, hopefully. Now stand still.”

I pulled his zipper all the way down and reached my hand inside. I massaged his cock through his boxers and in seconds he was hard. I looked up at him, he was biting his lip. A good sign, it means he is struggling not to be vocal. This is going to be good.

“Greg, we’re at work.”

”We were at work last Wednesday too. Now hush. I want to give you a blow job.”

His eyes grew to the size of saucers and I used that momentary distraction to gently free his cock from its cotton confines. And there it was, hard and aching in front of me. Smiling, I pulled him closer so his erection was hidden under the layout table and softly wrapped my hand around it, letting it stroke up and down without applying any real pressure. His breathing hitched slightly.

“If you’re gonna do it, do it properly. Get your mouth around me and suck.”

I grinned, pleased that I had managed to get him so aroused so quickly. With my hand still on the base of his cock I gently wrapped my lips around the head. I let my tongue come forward and lick all around it, paying particular attention to the underside and his now leaking slit. I moaned my approval at the way he tastes and I felt him shudder.

“Yeah, keep going.”

Nicky tried to thrust into my hot, wet mouth so I grabbed his hip with one hand, holding him still. The other hand is still wrapped around his cock, tugging gently. He’s not pleased about this and he makes a ‘humph’ noise at me and by way of apology I slide as much of him into my mouth as possible. He let out a small, involuntary moan and once again he bit his lip. He knew if he makes too much noise someone will come in to see what is going on. And this is definitely not a state he wants to be caught in.

I began to suck, hollowing my cheeks and letting my tongue slide up and down his length and swirl around the tip. He was breathing through his nose above me, I know he isn’t going to last long as it seems that public sex is actually as much of a turn on for him as it is for me. Maybe I should do this more often . . .

I saw his knuckles gripping the table edge, white with tension. The muscles in his legs were tight and his arms were rigid, holding him up. He rocked his hips, desperate for more friction. I sucked harder, letting more of his cock into my mouth, making little noises to show him how much I’m enjoying myself.

“Fuck Greg . . . More . . . Hurry up!”

I let him in as far as I could and hum a tune that we had been listening to this morning in bed. The vibrations of my throat, the rocking of his hips, the suction on his cock and the feel of my tongue teasing his tip was too much for him. He threw his head back, his eyes closed and thrusted into my mouth hard. Three thrusts later and he spilt down my throat. I swallowed it all, I love the way he tastes. I looked up at him, the bite marks on his bottom lip obvious. When his breathing went back to normal and he was no longer gripping the table for dear life I scooted back out from under the table, leaning on the other side. Nicky put himself away and zipped up.

“Well, stud, about time I went back to work.” And I wiped my mouth on my sleeve. “Via the gents of course.” I said, rubbing my throbbing erection through my lab coat, making sure he saw it.

I walked out the door leaving a flushed Nicky behind, looking at me like he has just been fucked to within an inch of his life but thoroughly confused at the same time.

Oh yeah, we’re going to be doing that again.