Title: The Avocado Is An Aphrodisiac
By: amyvand25
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Challenge: Recipes
Rating: PG-13 or so.
Warnings/Spoilers: Season 5, I suppose...
Summary: Nicky throws a party!
A/N: Betaed by my chica redlight25.

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Nick's POV-
I never know what to make when I have the guys over to watch games…they all have such different tastes in food and I can't really cook, so I think the basic party munchies should be okay. It's easy for me to prepare, especially my favorite, guacamole and tortilla chips. I'm scraping the last half of the 5000 avocados I bought into the mixing bowl when I hear the doorbell.

"It's open!"

"Hello?" Greg…he's always the first one here and the last one to leave; but I don’t mind…it gives me extra time to spend with him. I don't think he knows how much he's meant to me the last couple of years, becoming more than just a friend to me.

"In the kitchen!" He saunters in with something like a big Tupperware container and sets it on the counter and comes to see what I'm doing. I can feel his hot breath on my neck, and it's making my dick twitch a little. Turning my head, it surprises me just how close he's standing to me. "Hey Boss…how are ya and what's in the bowl?" He smiles and moves to grab a beer from the fridge, then after opening it and taking a swig, he grabs his bowl and opens it.

"I wasn't sure what to bring, so I just brought some teriyaki wings. I hope that's okay." I love chicken of any kind, and since I don't make anything for myself more very often than a breast on the George Foreman, I'm glad he made those.

"No, that's great. Just set them in the fridge, and we can heat them up when the others get here." I move my bowl to the other part of the counter so I can watch him out of the corner of my eye, with his head in the refrigerator, looking for room for the container. Squatting down, shifting things around, his jeans ride a little up his ass, which I like a lot; since he's always wearing his pants fairly baggy in the seat, and he really does have a sweet little caboose. He looks up at me, and I think he knows I was staring at his ass, because a small smile comes across his handsome face as I feel a blush come over mine. He sticks the wings on a shelf, and closes the door before standing up to lean against the sink.

"So...who's all invited to this shindig?" I chuckle at his choice of words. For all the stuff that has gone on the last few years, I can always rely on Greg to help make me feel better. I guess that's why I wanted to help him so much when he was hurt in the lab. I took meals over, sat and watched TV or played video games, and just helped keep him from going stir-crazy when he was cooped up at home recovering.

"Well, besides you there is Warrick, Gris, Archie and his two friends, Bobby and his partner, David and Hodges."

"Hodges? Really?" Mixing in the rest of the dip ingredients, I hold the bowl to me while I turn to talk to Greg.

"Yeah, he was standing there when I was talking to Archie, and I felt bad for him, looking so lonely and pitiful. So I told him he could come if he brought a case of beer and behaved himself." All of a sudden a burst of laughter comes from Greg, his head falling back and the creamy skin of his neck exposed to me...it's making me want to suck on it, leaving a mark while doing naughty things to the rest of him.

"Nick!?" His voice breaks me out of my thoughts, and he's looking at me, probably wondering why I drifted off into space in the middle of our conversation.

"Sorry G...brain cramp or something." The doorbell saves me and he laughs as he walks out of the kitchen to answer it.

"Yeah...or something." Setting the bowl of guac down then leaning on the counter, I try and get myself together as I hear the voices of my best friend and Archie talking to Greg.

"Nicky!?" Warrick walks into the room with me, and puts his hand on my shoulder, looking into my eyes.

"Oh no...not again?" 'Rick knows about my little obesession with Greg, and has been pretty cool with it. At first, he was a little wary when I told him I'm bi, leaning more towards men than women; but he's gotten used to it, and even teases me when we see a cute guy when we're out together.

"I want to tell him, 'Rick...I'm just not sure how, or if he is even into men. You know how he flirts with anything sporting tits." A gleam comes into Warrick's green eyes, and a smirk is forming on his face.

"Well, I think you'll know when the time is right; and I have a feeling that it won't be as bad as you think." Now, I trust Warrick with my life, so I'll believe just about anything he tells me, but this one I'm not so sure. Just as I am about to say something back, a few more of the guys come into the kitchen, and it looks like we are getting the party started.


About six hours and 2 cases of beer later, the games are over and the food almost gone, so everyone starts to roll out, a few of them having to work tonight. Luckily, I got the night off since I pulled a double three days in a row, so Cath scheduled a few of the newbies, letting me get some rest. As usual, Greg is last to leave along with Warrick, and while they're picking up the living room, I'm in the kitchen packing up what is left of the food. While I am washing out Greg's chicken bowl, I feel a hand on my shoulder. Turning my head, my gaze is met by that one of one Warrick Brown.

"Hey...I'm gonna head out. I need some sleep, Cath has me over at her place working on the yard with her bright and early tomorrow morning." I smile at that...he acts like she's the dominant one in their relationship, but they're totally equal, and she would do anything for him. It makes me happy my two friends have realized that they've been in love with each other for years and are finally doing something about it.

"Alright. Don't let the ball and chain work you too hard." We give each other a hug, and he saunters out, then I hear the front door close and a voice from the living room.

"Okay...bottles and cans are in one bag, garbage in a plastic bag. Anything else I can do?" Yeah...stay the night with me Greg...let me love you like you deserve to be loved. I try to get my mind off of that so I just continue washing up, so glad to have even just this little bit of alone time with him here. In the lab it's all glass, so a whole lot of folks would be a witness to anything more than friendly touching.

"Could you bring in anything left of the food I forgot, G?"

"Okay." A minute later, he brings in the chips and guacamole bowls, both pretty much empty. "I loved that guacamole, such good stuff." I turn to look at him, trying to keep my breathing under control. I need to tell him how I feel, but not sure how to do this. Just as I am going to say something, he takes the last corn chip and scrapes the edges of the bowl of dip with it, shoving it towards me. "Did you have some?" I actually didn't...he and Hodges commandeered the bowl and didn't let it go for most of the night. I lean over to take the chip in my mouth, and I can feel some of the avocado mush on the sides of my mouth. Before I can get it off, Greg leans over and licks both sides, then presses his lips against mine, his tongue trying to come in with mine. Instinctively, I open up, and enjoy the taste of the spicy dip, beer, and what must be Greg. I have to grab the counter behind me so I don't fall down, and he leans against me, his hands moving to my ass as we kiss. After a few minutes, we come up for air, and I lean over for the stool I keep by the work counter, sitting on it so I don't end up on the floor.

"Wow!" Greg laughs and brushes his hand through my hair and stands straddling my legs with his.

"Yeah...you could say that Nicky. I wasn't sure if you were going to deck me or not; but after talking to Warrick, it seemed like it would be okay." What? That sneaky bastard! That is why he's my best friend...he's always looking out for me.

"I'm glad you did it first...I wasn't sure about you either, G." My hands start massaging that cute little ass hidden by his baggy jeans, and he's rubbing my neck with his arms resting my shoulders. Smiling, he kisses me once more before taking me into his arms, hugging me so tight. When he lets me go, he looks into my eyes a little. "Was there anything else I can do for you Nicky?" I just sit there, wanting to ask him, but not sure if I should. Fuck it, it's now or never.

"Well...since you liked my dip so much...how about letting me make you breakfast in the morning?"

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Classic Guacamole
Recipe courtesy of the California Avocado Commission, recipe here… http://www.avocado.org/recipes/view.php?recipe_id=122

Ingredients
* 4 California avocados, seeded and peeled
* 2 Tbsp lemon juice
* 1 clove garlic, crushed
* 1 tomato, finely chopped
* � Cup finely chopped onion
* � tsp ground cumin
* 3 drops hot pepper sauce
* Tortilla chips
Instructions
1. Using a fork, coarsely mash avocado with lemon juice and garlic.
2. Stir in remaining ingredients to blend.
3. Garnish as desired and serve with tortilla chips..

Serves 8

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