Title: Idle conversation
Author: nixie noo
Pairing: Sara/Sofia
Fandom: CSI
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: No I dont and yes this always bursts my bubble!!

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The thought of the night shift and it eased the tension in my
shoulders, I watched people starting to leave the lab and I smiled,
the less people around the better! I walked the corridors, spotting
one of two people but know one in particular. That's why finding
Sofia in the break room came as a surprise. I entered and headed
straight for the coffee machine, I didn't manage to do so without
her noticing me like I'd hoped. She asked me who else was on tonight
and a winced on finding out she was. She was working on some paper
work for Grissom and complained about how she didn't have her own
office but how the break room was convenient. I on the other hand
had nothing to complain about, if she was in here then I would have
no distractions out there!

The first few hours past relatively quickly and the silence that
haunted most people during the night shift was a blessing to me. I
had noticed Sofia passing the window, and thought nothing of it,
until came the second time, a third and then a forth. I checked my
watch, Sofia was wondering the corridors every half hour and so
while getting more coffee I asked her what she'd been doing! I
laughed avertedly when she shrugged it off saying she was taking a
break… from the break room. She added that she had seen me but that
I looked to busy for her idle conversation. It was my turn to shrug
it off, but I couldn't deny the truth in what she'd said.

It must have only been about a half hour later that she entered the
lab I was in, she must have been able to see the irritation on my
face and she tried to assure me it wasn't idle conversation, that
she actually needed my help for an experiment. Ok, that didn't sound
so bad, so I accepted… though with an unconvincing smile. I didn't
want her thinking she'd befriended me that easily. We had left the
lab and taken to the break room where she'd got me to sit down, all
the while explaining the case she was working on. Then she knelt
down in front of me and told me the suspect had been sitting, and
the girl… the escort had been kneeling in front of him. She told me
she hadn't considered one thing, which would clear him. So of course
I asked her… what?

She pushed my legs open and adjusted herself in-between them. While
my body tensed and I began to blush as she lent forward telling me
that in most cases, if I guy was getting… I nodded before she could
explain in detail, and she continued… the guy would most probably
hold her head. She motioned for my hands to hold the top of her
head, with a little hesitation and for the sake of an experiment I
obliged. Her face was only inches away from my crutch, and I could
feel the burning sensation taking over. Her eyes looked up and she
smiled devilishly before taking her hand and unbuttoning my jeans,
and then the zipper. I felt my hands put pressure on her head as she
tilted her head closer until she was only a few centimetres away and
upon hearing my sharp intake for air she sat up with a look of
satisfaction on her face. I was completely baffled, and of course
turned on!

She stood abruptly and thanked me saying that the suspect would've
been to busy to strike her over the head, and that the reason he'd
had her hair caught in his ring is because he was holding her head
like Sara was her. I smiled trying to cover my shade of red. Just
before I exited she called me making me look back. She said that
next time their on a night shift together I might decide to enjoy a
little idle conversation, or maybe another experiment! The tension
in my shoulders returned, and my view of the night shift had
suddenly changed... but not in a bad way!

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