Title: That decomp up in Henderson the other night...
Author: Dee
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1015
Pairings: Gil/Nick
Characters: Gil Grissom and Nick Stokes. Cameo appearances by Brad Pitt, Tom Cruise and John Barrowman.
Warnings: Fluff, AU and smut.
Spoilers: No.
Disclaimer: In my dreams they are like, totally mine!
Beta: jayceepat and podga for their invaluable help in the Americanisation of the fic and their insightful comments. I thank high_striker for his wonderful icons. I am indebted to them all. Any errors are mine.
A/N: I've been very lucky to see John Barrowman in concert twice this week! I wrote this some time ago but I'm posting it out of sequence as a little something for JB fans. (Okay - a v.little something since this is a Gil/Nick tale but you'll get the drift!!) JB is Captain Jack Harkness in ‘Dr Who' and the adult spin-off ‘Torchwood'. I have it on v.g authority that ‘Torchwood' is on BBC America!

Nick looked up into the face of his lover. Gil's eyes were scrunched up and shut, his forehead was furrowed in concentration, his teeth gritted together in a grimace and his face was red from exertion. Sweat rolled down his face and dripped on to Nick's chest.

Nick could not resist a chuckle at the sight.

Gil opened his eyes and looked down at Nick, "Way to kill a mood there – are you laughing at me?"

"No...well...yes, you look like you're pumping iron up there and you're way past your weight limit!"

"What I'm trying to do Nick is not come!" Gil was somewhat indignant at Nick's analogy; he was, after all, the one doing all the work at this particular moment.

"Okay man!" Nick smiled and reached up and pulled Gil towards him. They shared a kiss, their tongues wrapping around each other's. Gil groaned and pulled away and up.

"You have no idea just how tight you are and how hot......I can feel the heat of your body and my cock is pulsing Nicky....oh God." Gil had moved out and then thrust in again but then stayed still looking down into the almost black eyes of his lover.

Nick's erection had softened a little while Gil had pushed into him but it was rock hard again and bobbing up and down between their stomachs. Nick took it in his left hand and began pumping it slowly but as he did that he bucked his hips up.

Gil groaned again and muttered through gritted teeth. "I'm beginning to think you enjoy torturing me!"

"Matter of fact I think I do. But it's just the same for me..." Nick gasped and stopped trying to talk as Gil started thrusting again, short strokes, his balls gently slapping up against Nick's ass as he buried his cock deep inside. "....you fill me up man, fill me up."

Gil pushed himself further upright, changing the angle of his cock inside Nick to brush against his prostate....it didn't go unnoticed as Nick groaned and bucked his hips up again.

"What are you thinking now?" Nick asked because Gil's face had lost the tortured look to be replaced by a contemplative gaze.

"That decomp up in Henderson the other night....."

"And you accuse me of killing the mood? That's gross!"

"Yeah, truly, but it'll buy you a few more minutes!"

"Maybe I don't want...need a few more minutes....." Nick let out a long breath and changed his hand from left to right and started pumping his cock in earnest. At the same time his hips started to grind up into Gil's groin.

"I....I..." Gil had to start thrusting into Nick.

They were both moments away from orgasm and their eyes locked on each other, their faces contorted in that pained expression that only men on the brink of absolute pleasure can manage.

"Nicky....Nicky...Oh God.....you.....gotta....I can't.....Nicky...." Gil was very vocal as he lost his rhythm and bucked his hips wildly as he came inside Nick. The pleasure and heat in his cock, in his balls and in his belly causing him to groan and gasp for air.

"Aghhhhh..." Nick's moan was more restrained but no less intense.

Nick's hand stopped momentarily as he spurted up onto his chest and then in lesser spurts on his stomach as the pressure decreased. He gently stroked the last drops from his cock as Gil became still.

His muscles had clenched around Gil as he'd come and Gil's twitching cock had then brushed his prostrate again causing Nick to buck up and a little more semen leaked from him.

"Does it....surprise you?" Nick gasped out the question.

"Eh?" Was all Gil could manage.

"When you come? It's like I've forgotten just how incredible....it is since the last time and the feelings surprise me." This was quite articulate for a post orgasmic Nick.

"Mmmmm." Gil wasn't quite as articulate.

Nick knew that it was the only time that Gil could be counted on not to launch into lecture mode. He loved that Gil, a man so focussed and controlled could lose it so completely for these few moments with him.

Gil leaned forward over Nick and kissed him – a sweet kiss of thanks and love. He pulled back a little and looked at Nick.

"You are so beautiful."

"I am? More than Brad Pitt?"

"A million times more!"

"Than Tom Cruise?"

"He's downright ugly."

"I know.....what about John Barrowman?"

"Ah...well... let me think about that... have you got half an hour?"

"I knew it...you've got a crush."

"Have not...just teasing...you are far more beautiful than he is....well a bit anyway!"

"So I'm the second most beautiful man then?"

"No...you're the first....always."

"No, second after you babe....you're the most beautiful man ever....loving me......"

As Gil opened his mouth to protest Nick pulled him into another kiss. Gil's softened penis slipped out of Nick with a slurp and both men smiled as Gil settled beside Nick – their bodies tangled together. Gil's finger tips rubbed the cooled semen on Nick's chest and abdomen.

"Moisturiser?" Nick enquired.

"I think someone's probably already thought of that...."

"So you like Captain Jack then?"

"Noooo."

"I do....he's gorgeous."

"So I'm the one who should feel upset and jealous?"

"You're gorgeous and I love you and you're mine....he's just gorgeous.....and he's married."

"Ah...so that's what this is about - you want us to get married?"

"Only if you do...and you don't do you." It wasn't a question it was as statement.

"As a matter of fact..."

Nick perked up immediately. "You do?!" "Well I was thinking about it in the supervisors' meeting on Wednesday, I think maybe we should, we could go up to Canada, I thought."

"We could, that would be....."

"Great?"

"Mmmmm." Nick was going to cry but what the hell. He hugged Gil tightly and lay with his head on Gil's chest and a few tears dripped onto the chest, Gil, quite used to Nick's little emotional episodes, gently ran his fingers through Nick's hair.

"Gil?"

"Mmm?"

"The supervisors' meeting.....?"

The End