Title: Ears (A Body Parts Ficlet!)
Author: Dee
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 663
Pairing: Gil/Nick
Characters: Gil Grissom and Nick Stokes
Warnings: AU and v.fluffy!
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: In my dreams they are like, totally mine!
Unbeta-ed: All mistakes will be mine.

They were lying beside each other, Gil on his back and Nick on his side facing him.  Their breath calming down, the sweat drying on their hot bodies, and the air heavy with the smell of their sex.

 

“You've got cute ears.”  Nick managed to speak first, but he sounded breathless.

 

Gil turned his head towards Nick, his face a picture of disbelief.  “Cute ears?  You've just decided, after all this time, that I've got cute ears?”

 

“I don't think I've studied them before.  Mostly I stick my tongue down 'em and round 'em, I don't look at them.”

 

“I see.  And they're cute?”

 

“Yeah.  Neat...not full of folds of skin and not hairy...”

 

“...they are hairy...I have to trim the hairs now.”

 

“You do?  I didn't know that?  Why didn't I know that?”

 

“Because I do it in private, in the bathroom?”

 

“Of course, I'd forgotten you're anal about bathroom activities...hey, that was funny...anal!”

 

“Just because I choose not to share certain bodily functions with the world does not make me anal.”  Gil was almost indignant.

 

Nick was laughing.  “Certain bodily functions...that's a fancy description for a dump, and I'm hardly the world.”

 

“How come my cute ears have become a discussion about our differing defecating habits?”

 

“Because you said you trimmed your hairy ears in private.”

 

“I was being rhetorical.”

 

“Pardon me.”

 

“Okay.”

 

“Okay what?”

 

“I pardon you.”  Gil smirked at his lover.  

 

“Huh...you're so kind!  Anyway, what I was going to say was that when I was a boy I used to watch Daddy trimming his ear and nose hair.  And then I'd sneak into the bathroom, stand on a stool and use his cute little trimmer on my ears and nose...it used to tickle.  Of course, I don't have to use a trimmer myself, I'm far too young to be that hairy.”

 

“A cute little trimmer and cute ears.  I think I'm going into cute overload.  Your vocabulary seems limited.”

 

“The blood level in my brain hasn't been restored, yet; cute excuse?”  Nick was idly running a finger in circles around one of Gil's nipples.

 

Gil stilled the finger by linking his own fingers with Nick's as he chuckled and then sighed.  “You might be young and hairfree at the moment, I was once, but they take you by surprise and suddenly sprout everywhere and before you know it, you'll be the proud owner of your own cute little trimmer...and it still tickles.”

 

“Can't I use yours?”

 

“Of course you can.  I can give you lessons on the best technique to optimise total removal.”  He looked intently at the closest ear of Nick's to him.  “Your ears are cute, too.  You're right, I don't think I've ever studied your ears before, either.”

 

“Optimise total removal.  That'll be the kind of help I'll need as I grow older.”

 

“It is, I can help you with the transition.”

 

“From young to old?”

 

“I was thinking more along the lines of human to werewolf.”

 

“Like Jack Nicholson...I can be your Michelle Pfeiffer.”

 

“A film?  I don't think you look like Michelle Pfeiffer”

 

“Yeah, 'Wolf'.  He got bit and then I think he bit her and they went off into the sunset together as wolves.  I don't think I'm a Michelle Pfeiffer lookalike.”

 

“I think she has cute ears.”

 

“She has?”

 

“I've really have no idea.”

 

Nick suddenly moved from his side position and rolled on top of Gil. 

 

“You want to go again?  I can you do you doggy style like a wolf.”  Nick rubbed his penis against Gil's stomach.  “If you're not too old, that is, Oh Hairy One.”

 

In answer to Nick's question, Gil held Nick in his arms and then flipped him over, rolling on top of him and pinning him to the bed.

 

“There's life in this old wolf yet, you young pup.”

 

Their lips crushed together and all thoughts of hairy ears and werewolves where forgotten...although Nick could be heard howling some time later...

 

The End