Title: Appetizer
Author: IrishDachsie

Pairing: Grissom/Sara
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: Same as always…not mine.

Grissom stood in front of the display case and shifted his weight nervously. It wasn’t the vast selection that was bothering him. It was the indecision of whether or not to make the purchase at all.

Is it too soon?

He sighed as his hand dropped back to his side. Probably…this is only our third date. And the first time that a date is taking place in my home…

You don’t want to think you’re pushing her…

No, of course I don’t.

However, what if she has the same thought? And then there you are…willing, but…

You’re not helping.

It’s better to be prepared, right?

What are you? A boy scout?

Well?

Yes…

Besides, she doesn’t have to know that you have it…

True…

So…

Taking a deep breath, he quickly plucked the box from the shelf and made his way to the counter. He offered the clerk a shy smile as he handed her the money.

She returned his smile, handing him the small bag. "Have a nice evening, sir."

Grissom blushed quickly as he mumbled a quiet "thank you".

Still needing to pick up the items for the dinner he was preparing, he quickly walked into the bright sunshine of Las Vegas.

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He strolled into the kitchen and placed the numerous bags on the counter. He quickly sifted through the bags, placing what needed to be kept cool into the refrigerator. He glanced at the clock, a small frown on his face as he heard the doorbell ring.

"Who the hell…"

He sighed heavily and made his way through the living room to the front door. He jerked it open, his frown quickly replaced by a bright smile.

"Hey…"

"Hi…I know I’m early…"

He stepped to the side and watched her enter his home. "Just a few…hours…"

She chuckled as she sat down on his couch. "I’m sorry…I just…" She met his eyes and quickly diverted her gaze. "I missed you…"

He grinned and sat down beside of her, turning his body to face her. "Missed you too…"

She glanced at his lips as he raised his hand, raking his fingers through her hair. "How…uh…how was work last night?"

"Busy…and boring at the same time. My mind kept wandering while I was finishing up the paperwork this morning."

"So, I didn’t miss anything interesting?" Her fingers traced indistinguishable patterns on his thigh.

He raised an eyebrow at her in slight amusement. "You didn’t have the scanner on?"

"I…was working on my diversion…" She gripped his thigh as she offered him a wink.

"Oh?"

She leaned into his personal space, lingering dangerously close to his lips. "Ebay…"

He groaned softly as she pushed herself from his couch and wandered into the kitchen. He licked his suddenly dry lips and took a deep breath.

"What are you making?"

He rubbed the side of his neck, willing his heart rate to slow as he stood. "Dinner…"

He smiled as he heard her laughter. "Aren’t you funny?"

He heard the rustle of the plastic bags. "Do you need any help?"

He shook his head. "No…I have everything covered."

The rustling stopped. "So, I see…"

He continued talking as he walked back to the kitchen. "I’m just waiting on the rice to finish…" He stopped in his tracks, his heart thudding painfully in his chest. "…steaming…"

"Does dinner include latex?"

"Sara…I…well, I just…when I went by…I…" He closed his mouth, silently wishing that he could go ten minutes back in time.

A small smile appeared on Sara’s lips. "Or…is this for dessert?"

Grissom opened his mouth, his skin reddening further as the words wouldn’t come. Sara turned the box in her hands, her smile growing.

"Twelve? Expecting a long night?"

He felt a bead of sweat roll down the back of his neck. As she stood in front of him, grinning at him, he fought the intense urge to run from the room. From the house. From the city. Hell, from the state of Nevada.

"Not studded for my pleasure?"

"Uh…what?"

She took a step forward, her eyes darkening as she licked her lips. "You didn’t get the studded ones…or the ribbed ones…"

"I…oh. Uh…well. It’s been…um, it’s been a…a while since…I…uh…I didn’t know if you…"

She chuckled softly and ran her finger down the front of his shirt as she stepped into his personal space. "Relax, Grissom…"

His hand automatically landed on her hip as she draped one arm over his shoulder. Leaning into him, she brushed her lips against the side of his neck. Hearing his soft gasp, she smiled and allowed her tongue to taste his skin.

He pulled back quickly and looked into her eyes. He glanced at her inviting lips as his hands slid around to the small of her back. He pulled her body against his, no longer worried about her feeling the extent of his arousal at the moment. She groaned as he covered her mouth with his.

His hands slid down, cupping the firm cheeks of her ass as his tongue plunged into her mouth. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he heard the box fall to the floor. The sound was confirmed when both of her hands started pulling at his shirt.

Feeling something under his hand, he quickly slid his fingers into the back pocket of her jeans. He pulled from the kiss as he held the small package in between his index and middle fingers. He smiled at her as his eyebrow arched.

"So…dinner or dessert?"

She plucked the condom from his hand and offered him a wink. "I was actually thinking...appetizer…"

He took a step forward, smiling as he successfully wedged her body between his and the counter. "Oh?"

She licked her lips seductively, sliding his shirt from his shoulders. "Why do you think I’m here two hours early for dinner?"

He quickly pulled the light blue blouse over her head. "You said because you missed me…"

She peppered his chest with kisses as her fingers unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. "Mm-hm. I did miss you…I also wanted…" Her fingertips brushed across his arousal. "…this."

His eyes closed for a moment, enjoying the sensation of her lips dancing across his chest. "Not here…"

She pulled back, slight confusion shone in her eyes. "Huh?"

"This…wouldn’t be very comfortable…"

Her confusion turned to excitement as she smiled brightly at the half-naked man standing in front of her. "Bedroom?"

He took a step back and motioned with his head towards the hallway. "Second door on the left…"

She walked to the kitchen door and looked over her shoulder. She grinned as she slipped the bra from her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. "You coming?"

He nodded and was able to mumble a couple of syllables. She chuckled lightly as he followed her down the hall to his bedroom.

Halfway down the hall, Grissom took hold of Sara’s arm and halted his forward motion. She turned around as she felt the resistance and looked into his eyes.

"Don’t tell me you’ve changed your mind…"

Seeing the hint of sadness in her eyes, he shook his head. "No…I just wanted to…look at you."

She blushed lightly as his eyes roamed over her naked chest. His fingers trembled slightly as he lifted his hand. She gasped as his fingertips glided along the underside of her breast. His thumb brushed across her quickly hardening nipple, eliciting a moan from her lips.

He quickly, yet gently, pushed her back against the hallway wall. His lips sought out the tender flesh of her neck as he rolled her nipple between his fingers. Her nails scraped along his back as he pushed his hips into hers.

"Griss…"

His fingers slid down her torso to the button of her jeans. He licked a path from her neck to her collarbone, gently nipping at the sensitive skin as he pulled the stubborn button free.

She turned her head slightly, easily able to capture the helix of his ear with her lips. She ran her tongue over the smooth skin, moaning lightly in his ear as he slipped his fingers into her panties.

He lifted his head and met her eyes as he stroked her swollen lips slowly. "Silk?"

He grinned as she closed her eyes and rested the back of her head against the wall. "You’re so…wet…"

She groaned as his finger gently penetrated her. He thrust his finger slowly as he pressed his erection against her hip. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she began to move her pelvis.

He placed his mouth next to her ear and whispered softly. "Does it feel good?"

Receiving a grunt in reply, he smiled and eased another finger into her depths. "You’re so beautiful, Sara. Do you know how long I’ve wanted to do this? To touch you, to taste you, to feel you…I want you so much, Sara."

She groaned loudly as his thumb pressed against her clitoris. "For someone…who was so…oh…God. So…nervous about…um…this…" Her fingers wound themselves into the soft curls at the nape of his neck. "You are…very…talkative…"

He chuckled lightly as his free hand covered her breast and squeezed gently. "I was nervous about you being upset when you found the condoms…not about making love to you…"

He felt her inner walls tighten around his fingers. She groaned in protest as he quickly removed his digits. He held her gaze as he lifted his hand to his mouth and licked her juices from his skin.

His eyes darkened another shade as he shifted to stand directly in front of her. Placing his palms on the wall on either side of her head, he leaned forward and flicked his tongue against her bottom lip.

"I love the way you taste…" His right hand slid down the wall, moving to grasp her hip in an attempt to keep her from bumping against his throbbing erection. "I…want to be inside of you when you come…"

Her passion-glazed eyes stared at him as she fought to control her breathing. "Bed…"

He smiled as he knelt in front of her. Placing a kiss on her warm abdomen, he quickly picked up the foil packet she had dropped to the floor earlier. He stood up slowly, dragging his tongue up her body. He held up the packet for her to see.

"Drop something, sweetheart?"

"Glad you found it…" She raised her shaking hand and caressed his cheek. "Can we go now? Please?"

He nodded and took a small step backwards. He chuckled as she grabbed his forearm and dragged him a few feet to the nearest door. "This one, right?"

"Yes…"

She gave him a brief nod and slung the door open. She stood in the doorway, smiling as her eyes surveyed the room.

"You always have this many candles in here?"

He wrapped his arms around her from behind and tenderly kissed her neck. "No…"

He gently pushed her into the room and released her body. Walking to the dresser, he picked up a box of matches. Striking one, he inhaled the distinct scent of sulphur and smiled. He lit each candle that he had strategically placed around the room, using three different matches. As he dropped the last used matchstick into the ashtray, he turned around to find Sara lying across his bed completely nude.

He kicked off his shoes as he hit the light switch. She offered him a smile as the numerous candles softly illuminated the room. His eyes locked with hers, he slid his jeans and boxers off and tossed them on the floor.

He stood there for a brief moment, just watching her watch him, until she motioned for him. "Come here…"

He climbed onto the bed and lowered his body beside of her. His fingers glided over her thigh, enjoying the gentle quiver of the muscles underneath the flesh. Placing her hand on his shoulder, she rolled onto her back, pulling him with her.

As he leaned over her, his lips found hers. He kissed her softly at first, treasuring the sensation. He deepened the kiss when she parted her lips and ran her tongue over his lower lip.

He groaned into her mouth as she reached between them and wrapped her slender fingers around his thick erection. She stroked him gently, caressing the glans with her fingers. With much reluctance, he covered her hand with his, stilling her movement.

Pulling from the kiss slowly, he smiled shyly at her. "As much as I love you touching me…I think I’m a little too…uh…aroused right now…"

She nodded in understanding and released him. She rubbed his chest sensuously as she reached above her head to pick up the small package lying on the pillow. He pushed himself to his knees as she scooted up the bed and placed her head on the thick feather pillow.

She held the condom away from him as he reached for it. "Can I?"

There was something insanely erotic about the thought of her rolling the latex over his erection. He nodded silently as he moved in between her thighs.

She pushed herself into a sitting position and smiled at him. She leaned forward slightly, kissing his neck as she sheathed him. Giving the covered shaft a gentle squeeze, she moved her lips to his mouth. He kissed her deeply as he eased her head back to the pillow.

He fought the urge to tell her that he loved her, remembering an article he once read. According to the article, saying ‘I love you’ for the first time wasn’t very believable if said immediately before sex. But, as he looked into her dark eyes, he knew that she could see the depth of his emotions.

He lovingly caressed her cheek and, gazing into her eyes, he whispered softly. "I love you, Sara."

She turned her head to the side, moaning into the palm of his hand as he eased his erection into her. His fingertips suddenly felt moisture and he held his hips still.

"Sara?"

He heard a soft sniffle. He gently turned her head so that he could see her eyes. Seeing her tears, he was suddenly afraid that he was hurting her.

"Do you want me to stop?"

She shook her head as she sniffled again. His thumb brushed a tear from her cheek. "Am…am I hurting you?"

She shook her head again as she raised her hand, allowing her fingers to brush through his soft curls. He wiped another tear away.

"What’s wrong, honey?"

She pulled his head down and kissed him. He could taste the saline on her lips. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist. He groaned as the movement pushed his hardened flesh further into her.

She relinquished his lips and gazed into his darkened blue eyes. "I love you, too…"

He smiled as his fingers brushed the hair back from her face. The candlelight flickered in her eyes as her hands gripped his shoulder blades.

"Make love to me, Gil…"

His hand slowly travelled down her side, cupping her ass as he entered her fully. She gasped as he pulled back slightly before thrusting his hips forward again. The length of his strokes gradually increased, yet he kept his pace slow. Almost agonizingly slow.

Burying his head in the crook of her neck, he moaned against her skin as she met each of his thrusts with her own. She bit his shoulder as he quickened his strokes. Lifting his head, his lips brushed her ear. His tongue flicked her earlobe as his fingers gripped her ass.

Her head flew back, pressing into the pillow, as her hands slid down his arms. He pulled her earlobe into his mouth and sucked on the soft flesh as his hand left her body. His fingers found her hand quickly, flipping it over to press his palm to hers. Linking their fingers together, he moved their hands, placing the back of her hand against the mattress next to her head.

She arched her back to change the angle of penetration and groaned loudly as he continuously bumped against that one special spot. He took the opportunity to taste the skin between her breasts.

With his free hand, he reached behind him and grasped her thigh. Instinctively knowing what he wanted, she uncrossed her ankles and allowed him to pull her leg up slightly. This subtle change allowed him to thrust harder into her.

With a quick glance into her eyes, his mouth descended on her. He felt the rumble in her chest as he plunged his tongue into her mouth. He let go of her hand and pressed his palm to the mattress for more leverage.

Her fingers slipped in the thin coat of sweat covering his back, trying to grip his shoulders as his thrusts became more powerful. Only the need to breathe broke their kiss. He found it extremely difficult to fill his lungs with oxygen as he looked down at her.

She raised her right leg to match the left and continued to buck her hips up to him. She screamed his name as her orgasm crashed over her. Feeling her inner walls gripping him tightly as she quivered beneath him, he continued to plunge himself into her.

Her nails clawed at his back as her orgasm was immediately followed by another. He groaned as her tight walls convulsed around him. Feeling her heat through the latex barrier, he allowed himself release as her name erupted from his lips. She gripped his shoulders as the third wave flooded over her.

He collapsed on top of her, panting heavily. She ran her fingers through his sweat-drenched hair as they tried to regain control of their breathing. His breath was hot on her skin as he gasped for air. She whimpered lightly as she felt his softening cock twitch inside of her.

"Damn…" It was the only word she could get out.

The muscles in his arms quivered as he lifted himself up to look into her eyes. "You okay?"

She smiled widely as she nodded. She inhaled sharply as he reached between their bodies to hold the condom as he gently eased out of her. After disposing of it in the wastebasket beside of the bed, he rolled onto his back and pulled her glistening body towards him.

She laid her head on his chest, smiling as his rapid heartbeat began to slow. She nuzzled against his cooling body and murmured softly. "I’m glad you thought of it too…"

He was busy curling her hair around his finger. "What?"

She chuckled lightly. "Well, that was the only one I brought…"

He grinned at her, letting the strand of hair fall from his finger. "Yeah?"

She nodded slowly and pressed a kiss to his chest. "Yeah…and I think I’ll have dessert tonight."

He chuckled softly as he lifted her face to kiss her lips. "Me too…"

~ End

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