Title: Paperwork or Sex, Difficult Choice
From the Smut Tales
Author: Mara
Pairing: Gil/Warrick Established Relationship
Rating: FRM-Language, M/M sex
Complete: Yes-3 of many
Spoilers: None
Summary: Gil hates paperwork, so Warrick creates a diversion.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. The names of all the characters contained here in are the property of Jerry Bruckheimer and CBS. No infringements of these copyrights are intended, and are used here without permission.

Gil thought, ‘God what a mess. I don't even know where to begin.' Gil really hated paperwork. If he could have coerced someone else in to doing it for him he definitely would've. Unfortunately since Catherine was now on swing shift, there was no one left but him. He had tried once to convince Sophia to do it, but all that got him was an icy glare -- so much for his powers of persuasion.

Three hours later on his night off -- no less, Gil sat pouring over mounds of reports that just couldn't be put off any longer. He was beginning to make a little progress when he heard the door to his office open then close and the lock click into place. That was odd. Who would come into his office and lock the door? Gil looked up over his glasses to see a pissed off Warrick Brown staring down at him. His stance was rigid. His arms were folded over his chest and his eyebrow was raised. His green eyes were spitting emerald fire and Gil thought, 'Yes, definitely pissed off'.

"What ya doing babe?" Warrick said with an edge to his voice.

"Um…I'm…ah, trying to catch up on all this paperwork. Why?"

"Did you maybe forget something, honey?"

"Uh, did I? I'm not sure, sweetheart."

"Don't sweetheart me. I've been waiting for you for the last three hours. We were supposed to go to dinner and then the Jazz concert to celebrate our first anniversary. Is there some reason you don't have your cell phone turned on? Maybe you can explain to me why you're not answering the phone in your office? If you didn't want to go, all you had to do was say so! Warrick's voice had become decidedly louder in the last few seconds and his eyes had rolled back in his head. It was not a pretty sight.

"Oh baby, I'm so sorry. I thought it was next week. I swear I did. I've just been so bogged down with the caseload this week, I completely lost track of things. Please forgive me. I promise I'll make it up to you. God, I am so stupid. I can't believe I forgot our anniversary. I wouldn't blame you if you didn't forgive me. I… I'm…so"

"Gil, stop." Warrick knew he had to stop Gil's guilt ridden tirade, before the man had a stroke. Gil was pacing back and forth behind his desk, looking for all the world like a caged animal. Warrick stepped around the desk and pulled Gil into a tight embrace. He whispered soothing words of love and understanding into Gil's ear. Gil melted into Warrick's embrace and let out a long sigh of release, but he still looked pathetic. Warrick couldn't help but smile. Gil returned Warrick's smile with a sheepish little grin that said he still felt horrible about forgetting their anniversary.

"Oh, I'm not letting you off the hook that easy, babe. You're going to have to come up with something brilliant to make me forget this one." Of course Warrick was gently rubbing his hands over Gil's ass and pulling him closer all the while he was saying these things. Gil's eyes had started to glaze over and his breathing was beginning to become erratic. Warrick was pushing the limit of the hands off rule at work, but he really didn't care. Gil wasn't shoving him away and that's all that mattered.

Warrick's mouth descended on Gil's and his tongue fought for entrance. Gil moaned into the kiss and acquiesced. Warrick's tongue did a sensuous swirl and flicked the roof of Gil's mouth on several passes. Warrick's hands had somehow managed to pull Gil's shirt out of his pants and his nimble fingers were doing exquisite things to Gil's nipples. Warrick was so hard by this point, he thought he was about to explode, but somewhere in his lust-fogged brain he found an answering hardness, pressed up against his leg.

That was the only sign Warrick needed. Before he even realized what he was doing, he had Gil face down on the desk. Paperwork and case files flew in all directions. Warrick reached around Gil and undid his belt and pants with lightening speed. His own came undone even faster. With Gil's pants now down around his ankles, Warrick took a deep breath and admired the view. Gil was gasping and making needy little sounds in the back of his throat, which sent Warrick into a completely new lust filled frenzy.

Warrick leaned over Gil's body and drawled seductively in his ear. "Oh baby, I'm gonna fuck you so hard and so long -- you won't be able to walk straight for a week." This brought on a shuddering groan from Gil and Warrick made his point by running his index finger down Gil's crack -- just ghosting the tip of his finger around Gil's puckered entrance. Gil's shaking had become pronounced and Warrick knew he'd better move soon, before Gil came without him.

Warrick eased two fingers into Gil's mouth. Gil knew what to do with them. He began sucking vigorously, creating as much saliva as possible. Warrick was panting like a racehorse and rubbing his hard cock against Gil's ass. Gil released Warrick's fingers and arched up when Warrick penetrated the tight ring of muscles and glided his fingers easily into the welcoming heat of Gil's tight hole. Warrick began slowly, building up speed until he was shoving his fingers against Gil's prostrate at a mind numbing pace. Warrick pulled his fingers almost all the way out and then added a third.

"Oh, oh, oh Warrick, God please, please. Now!"

Warrick slid his fingers out and replaced them with something much larger. He positioned the head of his cock at Gil's entrance and pushed -- hard! Gil moaned and pushed back, impaling himself completely on Warrick's cock. It was now Warrick's turn to moan and shudder. Gil pulled forward and then shoved back again, with every ounce of force he could muster. Warrick let out a feral growl and leaned forward. He reached under Gil and began fisting his cock in time with his thrusts. Gil was now whimpering and writhing beneath Warrick. Warrick pounded into Gil, driving him farther across the desk with each thrust.

"Rick! Rick, ohmygod, oh God, baby! Yes! Gil came as noiselessly as possible, shoving a fist into his mouth to muffle the scream that desperately wanted to tear from his throat. When Gil's tight hole squeezed around Warrick's cock with a shudder, the younger man gave one last thrust, spilling his seed deep inside Gil and collapsed on top of his lover's back

All that could be heard for a few moments was the sound of labored breathing and two wildly beating hearts. Warrick's spent cock slipped from his lover's body and he slumped into Gil's chair, pulling Gil with him into his lap. He held the older man close, gently nuzzling his neck and rubbing his back. He placed soft kisses all along the line of Gil's furry jaw, before whispering, "I love you, babe. Happy anniversary."

"Rick, I love you so much," Gil said breathlessly. "You're everything. I'm such an imbecile. I don't know how you put up with me?"

"I put up with you because I'd rather live with your workaholic ways, then live without you. I love you and I hate to mention this, but I think all your hard work is ruined. I probably shouldn't bring up the fact that we just broke all of own rules."

Gil chuckled at that, finally climbing off Warrick's lap and trying to put himself back together. He looked dubiously at the paperwork strewn all over the floor and just shook his head.

"I hope you're going to help me clean up this mess. My office looks like a crime scene. I'd hate to think what would happen if someone walked in right now."

"No chance. I locked the door, so no one could come to your rescue."

"So you could have your wicked way with me. I see it all clearly now."

"You forget, I was planning on strangling you -- not fuck you. That was an after thought."

"I Believe I prefer the latter. It's much more satisfying."

Warrick smirked and then helped Gil clean up the mess. They simply piled the files haphazardly back on Gil's desk -- to deal with another day. Gil had an anniversary to celebrate, after all.

"You know I didn't forget completely. I really thought it was next week, but I have a gift for you. It's at home waiting. Let's stop and pick up a bottle of champagne on the way."

"Ok. I got you something too. I just hope it hasn't escaped. Oh well, if it has and someone finds it -- we'll know."

"How?"

"We'll hear the screams," Warrick giggled.

Gil gave Warrick one of his dazzling smiles, before they headed for the door.

"Say good night to your paperwork, babe."

"Good night paperwork. Parting is such sweet sorrow -- not!"

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