Title: New York Night Life: Coming Home
By: Tiffany F
Pairing: Mac/Horatio & Ryan/Don
Rating: AO
Series: New York Night Life
Summary: The next morning and sequel to New York Night Life. Ryan realizes that he doesn't belong in Miami and his heart is in New York with his new lover. Ryan/Flack. H/Mac. I don't own 'em and don't claim 'em.

Ryan felt warm and truly content for the first time in as long as he could remember. The only problem was that he wasn’t sure where he was. Or who was in bed with him as he could feel an arm resting on his stomach. He blinked a few times trying to clear the cobwebs out of his mind and suddenly the night before came racing back to him. New York. Don. And the best sex Ryan ever had.
He rolled over carefully trying not to wake the younger man and lay there for a moment just looking at Don’s face. It wasn’t that Ryan had never been attracted to men before it was more that he was awkward and he didn’t know what to do to get a guy to go out with him. But Don had made it all seem so easy; from the first moment they met at the airport to when they fell asleep. Ryan had felt wanted and, he shied away from the word loved, but it was true.
“Do you scientists ever stop thinking?” Don asked his accent thicker with sleep.
“Sometimes,” Ryan replied. “So I, um.”
“Relax, I ain’t kicking you outta here,” Don said. “I made you a promise last night and I intend to keep it. What time are you flying home?”
“Around six tonight,” Ryan said. “I wasn’t sure how long I would need to go through all the paperwork and evidence so I erred on the side of caution. And Horatio seemed to appreciate the longer stay.”
“Well then, I don’t have to work today so we can stay in and have some fun,” Don grinned. “Unless you want to run outta here screaming.”
Ryan smiled back. “Can I tell you something?” he asked.
“I don’t know how you’re going to take this but I feel more at home here, with you, then I do in my apartment in Miami,” Ryan said to the sheets.
Don reached over and tilted Ryan’s head up and met his eyes. “Hey, don’t be embarrassed,” he said softly. “Last night I was thinking if there was a way we could be together I’d take it; long haul, and we only just met.”
“Really,” Don said. He pulled Ryan in against him and rolled so he was on top and leaned in to kiss his lover. He kept it light, lips just teasing against Ryan’s until the other man moaned softly and opened to him. Then he deepened the kiss, pressing in against Ryan, marking his claim as best he could. When they pulled apart for air Don grinned again. “So you still want to learn how to top?”
“I don’t want to hurt you,” Ryan said.
“You won’t,” Don said. He rolled onto his back and reached over to the bedside table. “Here, take the lube and slick it on one of your fingers and use it to start getting me ready for you.”
“How can you be so sure I won’t hurt you?” Ryan asked.
Don snorted. “Because I know,” he said. “All right then, pretend this is a lab experiment and you have to get my ass open enough to slide your cock into without hurting me. Your tools are the lube and your fingers. Go to work.”
“Oh god, I’m never going to look at science the same way again,” Ryan laughed.
“Good,” Don said. He caught Ryan’s left hand with his and guided it forward. “Watch my face and body but I’ll be sure to tell you how good you’re doing.”
Mac awoke to the sensation of his cock being sucked to full hardness by a knowing mouth. He opened his eyes and met Horatio’s twinkling blue as his red-headed lover worked his body. “So good, H,” he whispered. “Come up here.”
“Good morning,” Horatio grinned as he kissed his lover. “I know you have to work and I want to visit with Danny and Stella but I thought we might have just enough time to play before you have to leave.”
“I think if I bring you in with me Stella will forgive me for being late,” Mac said. He spread his legs for Horatio to settle against him. “Take me?”
“I love you, Mac,” Horatio said. He reached for the lube and started to stretch his lover gently. “And I do miss you.”
“I know,” Mac said. He hissed and Horatio stilled for a moment. “I’m okay; you just caught me by surprise. I miss you too. In fact, I was thinking we should spend Christmas together this year.”
Horatio smiled. “I’d like that,” he said. He rolled on a condom and settled into position. “Ready for me?”
“And waiting,” Mac grinned. He wrapped his legs around Horatio and pulled slightly as his lover slid forward. Horatio paused for a moment, shifting his weight and then took up a steady rhythm that would allow them pleasure but not draw it out and make them late for the lab. Mac cried out when Horatio found the right angle and scraped over his prostate. Horatio leaned in and captured Mac’s lips and thrust firmly, causing Mac to slide up towards the headboard. They worked against each other, Mac’s hips moving in a counter thrust to Horatio’s movements and Mac finally slid a hand between their bodies to stroke himself. He cried out Horatio’s name as he came, Horatio following him and dropping down onto Mac’s chest.
“Love you,” Mac whispered.
Ryan couldn’t hide the fact that his hands were shaking as he slowly prepared Don. On one hand he was worried that he was going to hurt his lover no matter what the younger man said and, on the other, he was scared he was going to do something wrong and Don would kick him out regardless of what he’d said.
“Hey,” Don said softly. “I’m ready.”
“Are you sure?” Ryan asked.
“Yeah,” Don smiled. “Condom, lube and get in me.” He held back the snort when he saw that Ryan’s hands were shaking too badly to roll the condom on and reached out. “Come here.”
Don pushed Ryan down on his back, got him ready and then shifted into position. He held Ryan’s erection with one hand and slowly sank back, watching his lover’s face closely. He grinned when Ryan’s eyes rolled back and closed. Don wasn’t sure how long his lover was going to last but he wanted it to be as good an experience as he could give him. “Hold on to my hips,” he whispered as he started to move.
Ryan was holding onto his control as much as he could. It felt so good to be in Don’s body, to be held in the tight heat and he knew he wasn’t going to last. His face flushed as his back arched and he came. “I’m sorry, Don,” he whispered.
“Don’t be,” Don said. He leaned in to kiss Ryan, using his tongue to open his lover’s mouth. “Here, like this.” He took Ryan’s left hand (he was amused that they were both lefties) and wrapped it around his erection. Don wrapped his own fingers over Ryan’s and showed him how to stroke; what he liked. And when he came, it was with Ryan’s name on his lips.

~~One year later~~
“Um, Horatio, can I talk to you for a minute?”
“Of course, Mr. Wolfe,” Horatio said. He knew what his young CSI was going to say thanks to a phone call from his lover but wanted to hear it. Horatio knew that Ryan wasn’t happy in Miami and needed to be in a place where he could not only be happy but that he could make into a home.
“I, uh, I have a job offer in New York and I think I’m going to take it,” Ryan said. “I spoke with Detective Taylor a couple of times and he thinks I’d fit in well up there.”
“I think you will,” Horatio said softly. “Go be happy, Ryan. Too many of us don’t have the chance to make what we want of our lives. Don’t throw this opportunity away.”
The red head slipped on his sunglasses. “You might not understand now, Mr. Wolfe,” he said. “But love is a precious thing and not to be taken lightly. Take care of yourself and take care of Donnie too.”
Ryan just stared after Horatio then it hit him. “H and Mac?” he whispered to himself. And then he realized something else; he was going home.