Title: The Evening After the Morning Before
By: lin71
Fandom: CSI: Vegas
Fandom Type: TV series
Pairing/Character/General: Warrick Brown/Nick Stokes
Prompt: # 042 Patience
Series: 1) Rough Case, 2) Visiting Nick
Rating: FRM, possible FRAO
Summary: The boys take a shower.
Disclaimer: Not mine. I really wish Warrick was, but he’s not, darn it. And since I don’t own much anyway, don’t sue me. I really would be a waste of time for the both of us.

Despite the comfortable bed and his tiredness, it had taken Warrick some time to fall asleep, his thoughts going over today’s events over and over again. How his attraction to Nick that had been pushed aside for so long now suddenly had taken over and turned out to be mutual, then Nick running away from it, their talk and finally Nick allowing his feelings to take over from his fears, letting himself go in his arms.
It was what he hoped to be the start of something real. He knew he was falling in love with Nick, or had fallen in love with him already.
He always felt a strong need to protect those close to him, but somehow it was even stronger now. He wanted to protect Nick from whatever could hurt him, hold him close and never let go. He tightened his grip around Nick a little, planted a soft kiss on the back of his neck and finally drifted off to sleep.

Both men slept until Nick’s alarm clock started beeping rather annoyingly, causing Warrick to practically jump out of bed.

‘What the …’ he said, irritation clear in his voice, ‘never heard of using some music as a way of waking up?’

Nick barely opened one eye.

‘Whut?’

‘Aw, come on Stokes, you want me to believe you sleep right through this air-raid-wanna-be alarm? It’s loud enough to wake the dead.’

Nick just laughed at Warrick’s reaction, causing the other man to get even grumpier.

‘So that’s funny. Stupid thing almost gave me a heart attack for Christ sake’s, and all you can do is..’

‘Rick?’ Nick interrupted, voice still drowsy.

‘Yeah?’ Warrick still sounded annoyed.

‘Come back to bed man, we’ve got at least 20 minutes before we need to get up and I can think of a better way to spend them than looking at you wailing over some alarm clock.’

Nick paused for a second before he smirked. ‘Although it is pretty amusing.’

Slowly recovering from his shock, Warrick’s mood improved and he fell back down on the bed, turning so he could face Nick.

‘Sleep well?’ he asked, right before leaning in for a kiss.

‘Like a baby, which is about how mature I feel,’ Nick blushed a little, ‘I can’t believe I asked you to stay because..’

Warrick cut him off. ‘Because we both got off like a rocket and were pretty tired anyway.’

‘Yeah, that too.’

‘Which by the way has left us kinda sticky. I’m gonna go get a shower first. Wanna join me?’

Nick seemed a bit hesitant, but nodded.

‘Well, come on then. If you’re nice I’ll even give you the complete Warrick Brown shampooing treatment,’ Warrick said.

He got off of the bed, pulled down his boxers while looking at them in mild disgust and padded to the bathroom naked. Warrick never had been insecure about how he looked when he stood naked before a lover for the first time, at least not since he got out of his geeky-looking phase, and was totally comfortable undressing in front of Nick. He had no clue how Nick felt about it, though. The man would walk around the locker room butt naked with no problem, but that wasn’t in front of someone that was becoming more than just a friend. He decided to let Nick take his time, and not pressure him into anything.

Warrick had just turned the spray on and was trying to set the water temperature, when he was pleasantly surprised by two arms encircling his waist from behind, while Nick’s muscular body pressed up against him.

‘Hey there,’ Nick said, kissing Warrick on his shoulder.

Warrick turned around in his arms and rested his forehead against Nick’s. ‘Hey yourself. You ready for the shower experience of your life?’

At Nick’s nod, he continued: ‘Well, then turn around with your face to the wall.’

Nick’s eyes widened in shock, which made Warrick chuckle. ‘Get your mind out of the gutter Stokes, I’m gonna wash your hair.’

He poured some shampoo on his hand and gently started massaging Nick’s scalp. He spent some extra time on his temples, applying some pressure, and ended with a massage on the back of his head, right above his neck.
After gently rinsing Nick’s hair, he took a washcloth and some shower gel. Starting at his neck and shoulders and working his way back down, he altered between rubbing circles and carefully kneading Nick’s muscles. When he got to his buttocks, giving them the same treatment, he heard the other man’s breathing hitch for a second.
Ignoring his own erection Warrick dropped to his knees and continued his ministrations all the way down to Nick’s feet. When he was finished, he got back up again.

‘Turn around Nicky,’ he said when he was done. ‘I still need to do your front.’

Nick obeyed, face flushed by now and keeping his eyes to the floor, as if he was feeling embarrassed by his obvious arousal. Warrick cupped Nick’s face with his hand, more or less forcing him to look him in the eye.

‘No need to go shy on me baby,’ he said in a low voice. ‘No need for shame or embarrassment. You are so fucking beautiful that I’ve been hard since you snuck up on me. And don’t you worry, I do know how to be patient, I’m not gonna rush you into anything, but I’m open to whatever you feel like doing, got it?’

Nick nodded.

Warrick took his time washing Nick’s front, slowly stroking his chest, paying extra attention to his nipples. It was the perfect way to explore Nick’s body and find out what his most sensitive spots are. Warrick’s hand travelled south in a slow pace, making circles on Nick’s abs, hips and thighs, not paying any attention to his cock.

When he finally was ready, he took the showerhead and rinsed Nick off. Then he pulled Nick towards him, wrapping his arms around him, bodies pressed together.

‘There you go Nicky, almost done,’ he said, bringing one hand between heir bodies to take Nick’s cock in his hand and stroking it ever so lightly before letting it go again. ‘Want me to take care of the rest too?’

He felt Nick nod against his shoulder.

‘No Nicky,’ he purred, ‘I want you to say what you want, I want to hear how you want it. No shame, remember.’

‘I-I need you to touch me,’ Nick stammered.

‘I know baby, I just want to know how you want it? Sweet and gentle? Hard and fast?’

He slowly let his hand travel from Nick’s shoulder to his nipple, rubbing his thumb over the little nub until it got hard and enjoying the way Nick arched into his touch. Then over to the other, while licking a path from Nick’s ear to his collarbone, where he sucked the skin hard enough to mark him, and back up again.

‘Tell me what I need to do to make you see stars Nicky, I want to know what you like, I even want to know what you think about when you’re all alone, touching yourself.’

‘I need you to do it hard,’ Nick whispered.

Warrick immediately took his cock in a firm grip, but keeping the pace slow. ‘Like this?’

‘O yeah,’ Nick breathed, letting his head fall back against the shower wall, eyes heavy-lidded. ‘Just… like…. that.’

The sight of his new lover, lost in pleasure and thrusting into his hand to make him speed up a little, was almost too much for Warrick to handle.

‘Fuck Nicky, you look so hot. I could get off just looking at you, I really could,’ he panted, gripping the base of his own cock hard to prevent himself from coming right there. ‘But I’ve got a better idea.’

He pressed up against Nick, one leg between his’, bringing one hand between them to grab both their cocks. The contact made both men gasp and Nick immediately put an arm around Warrick, as if he was afraid to fall over without some support.

‘God, Warrick, that’s….’ Nick panted, thrusting into Warrick’s hand.

Warrick grinned wickedly, moving his hand up and down both erections. ‘I know.’

Warrick gradually increased his pace, revelling in the sounds that Nick was making, using his thumb to spread the droplets of pre-cum over both heads. He wanted Nick to come first, knowing that the sight of the other man’s orgasm would make him come within seconds, but he could feel the pressure building and he knew he wouldn’t last very long.
He had to slow down a little, but the moment he did that Nick just started moving harder against him and there was no way he could hold back. He came with force, shooting thick white spurts of fluid between them. Nick followed within seconds.

They stood under the shower for a while, trying to catch their breath, until a look at Nick’s watch made them realize they were running late.

‘I don’t mean to be rude or anything, but we’ve got to go in about 5 minutes,’ Nick said, turning the tap off and grabbing towels for the both of them. ‘You want to borrow a pair of boxers?’

‘Would be great,’ Warrick said, and then he chuckled. ‘No better reason to be late for work then having sex. I’m gonna be even later, I gotta swing by my place to get me some clean clothes. I guess showing up together with me wearing something out of your wardrobe isn’t exactly the way you want the team to find out, is it?’

‘You mean you want to tell the others?’ Nick said, looking quite shocked.

‘Well, not right away, but in time..., sure, why not? I don’t think it’s against office rules, is it? It’s not like one of us has got superiority.’

‘But I don’t think I’m ready for something like that.’

Warrick grabbed Nick’s hand and kissed the palm briefly. ‘I know baby, I do. It’s your call how and when to tell someone.’

He grinned. ‘Catherine will probably bother you about some hot date. That woman is psychic, I swear, she can always tell if someone has gotten laid. But as long as you close up your shirt, no evidence shows.’

Nick looked in the mirror, noticing the hickey Warrick had left near his collarbone, and smiled. He put his arms around Warrick’s neck and they shared one last slow kiss.

‘I really gotta go Nicky. I’ll see you at work.’

And with that, Warrick got out the door.