Title: Lake Meade
Author: Bj Jones
Rating: FRAO
Disclaimer: I think we all know I don't own them and the reasons why. They are owned by various executives, producers, writers and studios that have more lawyers than I want to mess with. I'm not making any money just borrowing them for a bit and promise to return them
Summary: Speed comes to Vegas – Warrick shows him around.
Previous Stories: Hives
Beta: Aj and V (Lucas)
Warning: Slash – if you don't like it – don't read it
100 Challenges: 100 Slash – Timothy Speedle
Pairing: Speed/Warrick
Prompt: #32 – Sunset
Word Count: 647

~*~

Warrick slipped off his glasses smiling at the sight before him. Timothy Speedle. He hadn’t seen the other CSI in over six months. The two had talked and emailed back and forth over the past months, but it was good to see him in person.

Speed grinned as he walked up. “Warrick.”

“Speed.” Warrick nodded towards the car. “Shall we?”

“Thanks for picking me up.” Speed followed him out.

“No problem, bro.” Warrick opened the passenger side and then moved around the car towards the driver’s side. “How was your flight?”

“Loud, crowded, bumpy.” Speed grumbled.

“Don’t like flying?” Warrick grinned at him.

“Not really,” he yawned. “Sorry, big case. I didn’t get much sleep these past days.”

“Did you solve it?” The Vegas native asked.

Speed nodded, “But only after he killed again.”

“I’m sorry. I know what that is like.” The two CSIs drove the rest of the way in silence.

~*~

Speed tossed his bags onto the dresser then turned towards Warrick. “So am I going to see you at all during this trip.”

Warrick pulled the smaller man to him, kissing him deeply. “I took some days off.”

“Good thing I only signed up for one maybe two seminars.” Speed chuckled pulling Warrick back down for a hard kiss. “I missed this.”

“Me to, baby.” Warrick backed him up towards the bed. He untucked Speed’s shirt from his pants and tossed it off to the side. “I think you’re going to miss the wine and cheese get together.”

“I’m mingling with fellow CSI’s.” Speed moaned as he took Warrick’s mouth in a deep kiss.

“Really?” Warrick pushed the New Yorker onto the bed. He yanked off the brunette’s boots then stripped him of his pants and shorts. “What other CSIs are you mingling with?”

Speed sat up on his elbows. “Jealous?”

Warrick looked down at the man spread out before him. Speed was smaller, thinner, but was all lean lines and angles. His hard cock stood up proudly over a nest of dark black hair.

The darker man looked into black lust filled eyes. “Hell yeah.” He grasped Speed’s aching cock. “This is mine.”

“It’s been so long.” Speed thrust into the warm embrace.

Warrick paused and blinked at his lover. “Nothing since…”

Speed shrugged. “Now you can see why I volunteered to go to this convention. When I normally fight tooth and toe nail not to go, I hate conventions.”

“I’ll make this one worth your while.” Warrick grinned as he leaned down and took the aching member into his mouth.

Speed thrust upward only to be held down by strong hands. He gripped the bed spread moaning in need. It didn’t take long for Speed to cum screaming Warrick’s name.

The larger man grinned as he stripped out of his clothes. “You know Inter agency cooperation has never been this fun.”

Speed laughed as Warrick pounced, soon shifting into groans of pleasure.

~ Lake Mead ~

Speed sat down next to Warrick on the blanket. He looked out over the lake, eyes glued to the scene before him. The sunset was spectacular. The colors were so vibrant and breathtaking.

He looked at the man sitting next to him. The brunette knew he shouldn’t let his heart get involved, but it was already too late. Speed could tell he was falling in love with the dark CSI, and he also knew that it was a one way trip.

Warrick slipped his arms around his lover. “You like?”

Speed looked back out over the lake. “It’s beautiful.”

“You know, I’ve never brought anyone up here before.” Warrick blushed, lucky Speed couldn’t see it. “It’s where I go after a bad case or when the need gets too much.”

“Thank you.” Speed took Warrick’s hand and held it close. Maybe it wasn’t a one way trip.

~ The End ~