A Room With a View

Pairing: Nick/Warrick (who else?)

Rating: FRAO

Warnings: none, I guess. It's pretty much a PWP with not so much as a spoiler in sight. Maybe a bit kinky, but that depends on your definition of kinky.

Disclaimer: Not mine, never were, never will be. I'm only borrowing them for a bit. Promise to safely return them afterwards.

A/N I have no idea where this came from all of the sudden, but I've written it down anyway. Blame it on a sleepless night if you will.

Un-beta'd, as usual. I only read it back once, so if you notice any gruesome mistakes, just let me know.

There used to be a time when Warrick actually liked to go to a CSI conference somewhere outside of Vegas. Apart from the fact that it was nice to be out of Vegas for a few days and stay in a usually pretty luxurious resort; it was a great way of gaining knowledge and an even better way to find a one night stand or two. Which was why he usually was one of the first to sign up when the occasion presented itself. Most of the time only one of the team members was allowed to leave, so being picked had a sense of winning a lottery ticket.

But all that was before he and Nick got together. Ever since that happened he dreaded these kind of things, because it meant that he had to stay at a luxurious resort on his own. Without Nick. Which meant he had to spent three nights alone instead of wrapped up in a pair of strong arms. Not to mention he had to do three nights without great sex. Which equaled eternity, as far as Warrick was concerned. Sure, he could do without if he needed to, but he preferred not to.

He knew that Nick would probably never know if he'd hook up with someone else, but for the first time in god knows how long he didn't feel like looking for a random hook-up. Not with his man waiting for him at home.

Warrick looked at his watch and groaned. It was the second night of his stay here, only 7 p.m. and nothing to do but hang out in his room and watch some TV or go to a bar. He didn't feel like doing either of those things. The only thing he did feel like was fly home, throw Nick on his back and screw his brains out.

Making an effort to block out visions of screwing Nick, he flopped down on the bed and pulled his laptop out of his bag. After all, he was supposed to make notes of the presentations he had seen so everybody would learn something from it.

He had just put his laptop next to him on his bed when his cell phone rang. One look at the device immediately lightened his mood.

'Hey babe'

'Hey,' Nick answered. 'How's the conference so far?'

Warrick shrugged, and then remembered Nick couldn't see that. 'All right, I guess. Most things are pretty interesting.'

He was silent for a few seconds. 'I just would have liked it better if you were here.'

'Me too.' It was more a sigh than an actual word. Then Nick cleared his throat and continued. 'Which is why I have a surprise for you.'

'What?' Warrick's curiosity immediately got the best of him.

'Look in the side pocket of your overnight bag.'

Warrick reached to grab his bag and tossed in on the bed next to him to look in the side pocket. He came up with a small box he hadn't noticed so far, wrapped in gift paper and a 'do not open until I've called' note in Nick's hand writing.

'Found it?' Nick asked.

'Yeah,' Warrick answered, bemused look on his face. 'Can I open it?'

'It depends,' Nick said with a nervous chuckle. 'I've never done anything like this before and I don't even know how you feel about it, so you can open it if you promise not to laugh.'

Warrick raised one eyebrow. 'What the hell did you pack babe?'

Nick cleared his throat. 'Okay, open it. You'll see.'

Whatever Warrick had expected, it sure as hell wasn't the webcam that came out of the box. Nor the handwritten note that said 'hook me up'.

'Nick?' he asked. 'Are you suggesting what I think you are suggesting?'

If he hadn't known Nick as well as he did, he'd never have heard the tension in his lover's voice.

'Well, I thought of phone sex first, but I really like to look at you instead of only listen to you. Hence the webcam.'

Another nervous chuckle reached Warrick's ear. 'I've got one of those hooked up at my laptop at home as well, and I don't have to be anywhere in a while, so….'

Then, after a second of silence. 'Unless you don't feel like…'

It never ceased to amaze Warrick how someone looking as sexy and confident as Nick did, could be so insecure at times. As if he didn't prove him on a practically daily basis that he couldn't refuse him, at least not when it came to something involving getting Nick naked.

'Nick,' he cut him off before he started apologizing at the idea. 'I'm hooking the webcam up right now. Are you online too?'

He heard a chair move on the other end of the line. 'Almost. I need to do something real quick first. Shall we hang up and continue on the computer in a minute?'

'Sure, see you soon.'

Warrick closed his phone and looked around the room, trying to decide where he was gonna put the laptop and camera. After a few seconds he decided to put it on the foot of the bed, where it could oversee the whole bed, but would be close enough for him to reach and for Nick to see even small movements. He quickly hooked up the camera.

His computer was online in merely seconds, and he could do nothing but wait until Nick appeared in his screen. The anticipation was almost killing him, not to mention getting him very hard very fast. He closed his eyes briefly and palmed his erection through his jeans.

'Starting without me?' he suddenly heard. A sheepish grin formed on his lips when he looked at the cam, but what he saw in his screen made his grin disappear and his mouth go dry instantly.

'Jesus fucking Christ, Nicky!' Warrick groaned. 'I never expected you to remember that.'

One very drunken night, a few weeks ago, Warrick had told Nick that he knew for sure that he was bisexual when he was about 15 years old and saw a documentary about the Doors and saw Jim Morrison in a white shirt, all buttons open, and tight leather pants. It had been the hottest thing he had seen so far and it had been the center of his fantasies for a long time. The next day he felt pretty embarrassed for confessing something like that and hadn't talked about it again.

Nick however, had obviously stored that information, because he was looking at an exact image of his fantasy, only better, since it was Nick that was wearing that shirt and those leather pants.

Nick was lying on his bed, propped up against all pillows he had found lying around the house, and looked straight into the cam. All buttons of his shirt were open, exposing Nick's chest and abs. His pants were an exact copy of the ones Warrick had had so many extremely hot dreams about, tight but not immensely tight. Nick was lying with one leg stretched out and one leg bent. Legs spread out a little, giving Warrick a perfect view of every single detail of his man.

Nick was oozing sex, there were no two ways about it, and if he hadn't seen a hint of a blush on Nick's cheeks, Warrick wouldn't have believed it really was him.

'See anything you like?' Nick asked a bit hesitant, while slowly stroking his chest and abs.

Warrick, never shy when it came to experimenting, looked back at him, making sure Nick knew he was looking at him, and nodded, smirking.

'Fuck yeah,' he said. 'How you wanna do this baby?'

Nick's blush became two shades deeper. 'Well, I was thinking that this may be a chance for you to live out your fantasy. So maybe you can just tell me what you want.'

Warrick groaned. Images of fantasies from the past flashed before his eyes and turned him on even more. He swallowed visibly and nodded and was immediately rewarded with an evil grin from Nick.

'Keep touching yourself like that Nicky,' he said, watching his lover stroke his chest. 'Imagine it's me, touching you.'

He watched Nick's head fall back a little. 'Yeah, like that. Now lick your hand and rub your nipples. Do it the way I do I would, using my tongue.'

Nick immediately obeyed. He slowly licked his hand, keeping his eyes on the camera and started caressing his nipples, rubbing and pinching them. Warrick unintentionally mimicked his movements, opening the buttons of his own shirt and touching his chest.

Nick watched his movements intently.

'You want me, don't you,' he said with a husky voice.

'God yes,' Warrick croaked.

'What do you want to do?' he asked, eyes heavy-lidded but his view still on Warrick.

Warrick cleared his throat. His hand traveled downwards and started palming his erection again.

'I wanna crawl between your thighs,' he said, trying to keep his breathing under control, 'I wanna lick your inner thighs, slowly moving up, sucking on your skin, biting you just enough to leave a mark but not hurting you, not really.'

On screen he saw Nick's hand move to his legs, stroking them slowly from his knees up to his crotch. He could see Nick was hard as well, the outline of his cock perfectly visible in the tight pants.

'Open your pants baby, I wanna see all of you,' Warrick said. Nick let one of his hands travel up, briefly stroking himself before popping the buttons and giving his cock the room it started to need.

'Yeah, like that Nicky. Fuck baby, that's so hot,' he panted, quickly shedding his shirt and opening his jeans to free his own erection. 'Makes me wish I was there with you, so I could lick your balls, roll them with my tongue before I take your hard cock in my mouth as deep as I can.'

He was so turned on by now he had to fight to keep his eyes open, but he didn't want to miss a second of this view. Gripping his thighs to keep some sort of control, he watched as Nick started jerking himself in an almost leisurely pace.

'God Nick, I wanna fuck you so bad,' Warrick moaned. Unable to hold back any longer, he started fisting himself when he saw Nick's head roll back in the pillows as his hand sped up.

'You're so close baby, I can see it,' Warrick whispered, not sure Nick could hear him but unable to speak up louder. 'Let me see you come baby, I wanna see you come.'

He saw Nick pushing his hips up, thrusting in his hand before he stilled and shot all over his stomach, He managed to hold off his own orgasm long enough for Nick to open his eyes again, but when he saw the eyes of his lover, watching him with a look of pure lust and love, he came as well, groaning out Nick's name.

When he opened his eyes again he saw Nick still looking at him with that look.

'Damn, that was hot,' he said, still breathing a bit heavy.

Nick huffed out a laugh. 'You think so?'

Warrick smirked. 'Fuck yeah. You outdid every fantasy I ever had about this particular outfit. I can't wait to show you in person how much I like it on you.'

Nick grinned. 'Want me to come pick you up from the airport like this?'

'Only if you're gonna drive a car with dark tinted windows,' Warrick answered, 'because there's no way I'm gonna keep my hands off of you when you look like that.'

'I'll see what I can do,' Nick said, when suddenly an annoying beeping noise sounded. 'Damn, my phone!'

He reached over to grab it from the night stand. 'Grissom,' he sighed, opening his cell.

'I'll be there in 30,' Warrick heard Nick say. 'Let me grab a shower and I'm on my way.'

He turned to Warrick again, closing his phone.

'I gotta go Rick, sorry.'

Warrick sighed. 'I understand baby. Not your fault. See you tomorrow around the same time?'

Nick grinned. 'See me? So the cam is a keeper?'

The grin that Warrick returned was almost face-splitting. 'O yeah. And I'll come up with a way to surprise you next time.'

Nick's grin faded. 'I still wish you were here Rick.'

Warrick nodded. 'Me too Nicky. This bed is way too empty without you. But I'm glad you called and well..'

'Yeah, me too.' Nick answered. 'Gotta go now, okay? I'll call you tomorrow.'

'Kay, have a good shift.'

'See you tomorrow.'

And with that, Nick turned off his computer, leaving nothing but a dark screen for Warrick to see. Warrick got off the bed, took off his jeans and made his way to the bathroom for a quick shower. It was way too early for him to go to bed, hell, he usually woke up around this hour, but for once he didn't mind, because he was pretty sure what his dreams tonight would exist of.

It wasn't as good as the real thing, but seeing Nick like that through a webcam made a pretty solid second place.